October was never a pleasant month for the team. It was their most profitable month with all the ghost activity. But always a busy and nerve-wracking one ( Read more... )

They were coming back from a bust when Ray casually mentioned to Egon about the backup notes that Milli-Ray dropped off with Winston for him, "...It's really amazing. Just the idea of being able to curve gravity, and create a teleparallel array. It shouldn't be possible with modern science. It's still just theories, but a working model ( Read more... )

Peter had been spending some time, focusing on the day to day work of Ghostbustering with the rest of the team. Though Egon and Ray also checked him out at his request when some things didn't add up right in his memories compared with others. Especially after his previous notes were shown to him ( Read more... )

After his confrontation with Blodwen, Peter sleepily stumbled back into the Firehall ( Read more... )

Peter was coming up the stairs, and almost skidded into the lab area. It was just Egon in the lab at the moment. Ray and Winston were downstairs working on Ecto-2. He was already regretting mentioning how Milli-Ray's car became sentient to his Ray. Now the engineer was getting IDEAS ( Read more... )

A smokey office, early morning light barely getting in. Often, decisions are made in behind the scenes locations like this. Major decisions ( Read more... )

Peter and Dana were sitting on a park bench, talking. Buster, not such a puppy anymore was flopped on the pavement, with his head down. Snoozy time of day for dogs. Oscar was currently dancing around, and munching on Cheerios ( Read more... )

Guard duty really stunk. And was boring mostly.
Peter just bore with it anyway, mostly keeping an eye on the occupant, and observing.
Trying to figure an angle on how to solve this.
Even if what he saw, made him want to run to a church, and not look back.

( Praying from a lapsed Catholic Ghostbuster. )

Peter had been sleeping for a while. He yawn loudly, and slowly sat up. He glanced around.

"Dana, hon? You here?" Probably downstairs then. Damn! He rubbed a hand in front of his face, but when he pulled his hand back he noticed something on his fingers.

Something sparkly.

"What the hell?"