The shot collided with Jennifer, but instead of frying her, they harmlessly bounced off of her.
"Huh?" said the Ghostbusters.
The reflected shots bounded back and hit their own senders, paralyzing them and sending them to the floor.
The Ghostbusters groaned. "That was really stupid," said Winston stiffly.
"Bring me the child, my servant," Vigo commanded Jennifer.
"Yes my lord," she replied in a flat voice. Her eyes were glazed over.
"She's being possessed again!" exclaimed Egon.
"You don't say," said Peter sarcastically.
"Ray!" called Egon. "Can you move?"
"No," groaned Ray. "You okay?"
"No. Venkman? How are you?"
Peter shrugged. "I'm fine."
Jennifer began to slowly shuffle across the room toward Oscar's hiding place. The partitions parted the way for her, revealing Dana's baby. Vigo grinned wickedly as Jennifer picked up the infant and began to bring him to Vigo.
"No! Oscar! Please!" Dana screeched at the Ghostbusters as she struggling against her restraints. "Do something!"
Jennifer handed the baby to Vigo. He laughed triumphantly as he raised the baby in the air.
"Not so fast, Vigo!" shouted Peter. He tried to crawl over to the brute. "Hey, Vigo! Yeah, you, the bimbo with the baby!"
Vigo turned his head toward Peter. "Anybody tell you the big shoulder look is out? You know, I have met some dumb blondes in my life, Jennifer included, but you take the taco, pal!" shouted Peter.
Vigo growled at the man on the ground.
"Only a Carpathian," continued Peter, "would come back to life now and choose New York. Tasty pick…bonehead! If you had brain one in that huge melon on top of your neck, you would be living the sweet life out in Southern California's beautiful San Fernando Valley!"
Vigo had had enough. He hit the Ghostbusters with a blast of energy. They lay on the floor, writhing in pain. "Oh, darn it," muttered Peter. "Oh darn it!"
Vigo raised the baby into the air. "Now we become one!" he croaked. Oscar started to wail.
Suddenly, Vigo froze as the sound of singing came from outside. Should old acquaintance be forgot, and ever brought to mind…
"Where's that singing coming from?" asked Ray.
"The people outside!" answered Winston.
Vigo cringed at the sound of the music. "He's weakening!" exclaimed Egon. "The singing is neutralizing the slime!"
The Ghostbusters began wriggle. "I can move!" gasped Ray.
Vigo began to look less and less solid. "Oscar!" screamed Dana.
As Vigo disappeared, Oscar fell to the floor and Peter, thankfully, caught him.
I gasped as I redeemed control of my own body. "Wha-what happened?"
The guys rushed over to me. "Jennifer! Are you alright?" asked Egon.
"I think so," I said cautiously.
Egon pointed to the canvas. "He's back in the painting!"
I looked up to see that Vigo had appeared in the canvas, but he was changing shape from a slightly ugly man to a horrific demon.
"Alright, go find a shady spot," said Peter as he handed the baby to Dana.
Vigo roared. I watched as Ray stared at the painting. His arms went limp and his mouth fell open…just he had the other day.
"Vigie, Vigie, Vigie," scolded Peter. "You have been a bad monkey!"
Ray shuffled in front of the painting, engrossed with it. "Ray," said Egon, "we'd like to shoot the monster. Could you move please?"
"Ray!" called Peter.
"Ray!" shouted Winston.
"Ray!" I yelled.
"NO!" Ray whirled around.
I gasped. Ray had taken on the shape of the demon. "Ray?" I squeaked.
"I, Ray and Vigo, shall rule the earth! Be gone, you pitiful half-men!" roared Ray.
Anger flared up inside of me. "Nobody hurts my brother!" I shrieked. I grabbed my slime blower, turned it on full blast, and fired at the creature that had been Ray Stantz.
"Now!" exclaimed Peter. He, Winston, and Egon followed my lead as they fired; Peter and Egon's streams at the canvas and Winston's slime jet joined mine in wetting the beast down.
The demon left Ray's body. He fell to the floor with a crash. Vigo's floating head appeared in front of the portrait, growling and snarling at us. "Let's get it! This one's for Ray!" I shouted.
Vigo groaned as he shrunk into oblivion. The painting exploded as the shell outside vanished.
It was over.
"Ray!" I cried. I raced over to my dear friend. Winston and Egon followed suit and helped me help him up.
Ray was absolutely drenched in the mood slime. "How do you feel?" asked Winston anxiously.
Ray gave a thumbs up, his face was in a daze. "Groovy."
I shook my head. "Ray, what am I gonna do with you?"
Suddenly, I heard groaning from the other side of the room. "Jennifer?"
I turned around. "Alex!" I gasped. I rushed over to him to help him up-he had been lying on some canvases in the corner. I hadn't even noticed him.
"Oh my God," I breathed. "Are you alright?"
Alex rubbed his sore head. "I think I might be after some serious hospital care." He put a hand on my cheek. "Are you okay?"
I nodded, a smile growing on my face. "I am now," I whispered.
I stared into his gorgeous green eyes. He brought his face closer to mine and kissed my lips.
"I love you," I whispered against his lips.
"I love you too," he mumbled back.
Egon had been watching the two of us somberly, but was distracted by Winston's call of "Hey, fellas!"
Alex and I looked up. Winston was standing in front of Vigo's canvas. "You wanna take a look at this?" he said.
We all came over to look at the painting. "Early Renaissance, I think," Egon mused aloud. "Raphael or Piero della Francesca."
"No, I believe it's one of the Fettuccines," joked Peter.
"Whoa," I breathed.
"It doesn't do you justice," Alex whispered to me.
Vigo's painting had been transformed into a portrait of five Greek gods surrounding a little baby floating on a cloud. The gods bore an uncanny resemblance to us, the Ghostbusters!
The crowd roared as Peter, Ray, Egon, Winston, Dana, Oscar, Alex, and I came outside. "Well, guys," I said grinning. "I guess we've done it again."
Peter turned quickly to Dana. "Dana," he said. "I have a very important question to ask you: do you love me?"
Dana blinked, surprised by the blunt question. "Yes," she said finally. "Yes, I do."
"Good. Because two years ago, I made a horrible mistake by letting you get away. I won't make that mistake again." Peter got down on one knee. "I don't deserve you, Dana, but...will you marry me?"
Dana gasped as a wide smile spread across her face. "Yes, Peter Venkman. I will marry you!"
The crowd cheered as Peter and Dana kissed.
"Aw!" I said. "Isn't that sweet?"
Alex took my hand. "Yeah, it's great."
I turned to him and kissed him passionately. The cheering got louder.
I laughed and turned to the crowd. "Who ya gonna call?" I shouted.
"GHOSTBUSTERS!" The crowd replied.
We were back.
Well, Part 2 is ovah! Keep an eye out for Part 3 of the GB+Me series: "We're Gettin' Too Old For This!" New characters, new ghosts, new romances-I'm so excited! I'm gonna start working on it right now!
In the mean time, I'm gonna start my new mini-series: GB+Me Forever, a continuation of our friends' adventures. So chao for now!