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Don't Know Why	By : JustMeAgain Category: G through L > Ghostbusters Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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~~~~~2008~~~~~
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I don’t know how I managed to make it through my whole day at school. I was very happy to see Aiden when my lunch hour came up. As usual, Aiden and I ate together before I borrowed one of the school’s vehicles to drive him to his afternoon classes at Columbia. "How was everything at the station?" I asked him.
"It was great, Mom. Egon said you should call him when you’re done. He said he’d pick you up and then come get me. He’s a really great guy, Mom, and I think he’s totally in love with you. It’d be cool if you started dating him." Aiden surprised me. How much had Egon revealed to him?
"Well, I’m glad I have your permission... can I get some movie money, too, Dad?" I teased Aiden. He smirked at me.
"I’m just saying... I like him."
"I’m really glad you do, and he really likes you, too." I told him, letting him out.
The rest of the school day dragged on, but the time finally came for me to call Egon to pick me up. By the time he got me and we got to Columbia, Aiden was waiting for us. I felt myself becoming anxious again, but Egon noticed and squeezed my hand. "Don’t worry, this is going to turn out very good. Plus, I’m taking us somewhere safe."
"Where?" I asked.
"A secluded place in the park. There’ll be no electricity for your brain to manipulate. It’ll be safer than at the station." Egon explained.
"I’m glad you’re so smart. I’d have never thought of something so practical. I’m just prone to panic, though." I sighed.
"There’s nothing to panic about anymore. I’m here for you. All of us are." Egon replied. I wanted to slide across the seat to kiss him, but Aiden got to the car at precisely that moment.
"Um, where am I supposed to get in?" He asked, looking over the Ectomobile. Egon reached across me to open my door.
"You can sit up here with us. There’s room for all of us." Egon said. I slid over to make room for Aiden, and a tranquil feeling descended on me as I was surrounded by the two guys I loved most in the whole world.
"How was school?" I asked him as Egon pulled back out into traffic.
"Dean Palmer called me to his office today. He told me I should make an appointment with an advisor to schedule my Fall classes. He said not to worry about tuition. The board has decided I’m an asset to the university. I can take whatever I want, as long as I finish my high school equivalency test over the Summer. Isn’t that great? Egon, do you think you could help me to choose my classes?" Aiden asked. I looked over at Egon, and I knew he had a hand in this.
"Absolutely. I’d love to be involved with shaping your education." Egon told him.
"Sweet. I got a schedule of classes, and the dean says they’ll make room for me in any classes I want. This is so epic." Aiden grinned, looking over the booklet.
"Did you get your calculus test back?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I aced it." He brushed it off like it was as simple as counting to ten.
"Good job. Keep it up and I’ll get you that subscription to Spider Man comics you want."
"Cool... hey, they’re offering a theoretical physics course!" Aiden exclaimed.
"Who’s teaching it?" Egon asked.
"It doesn’t say, but it will be listed online. I’ll check when we get back to the station... hey, we are still going to have that talk, right?" Aiden asked.
"Yes, but we’re going to the park to do it."
"Smart. Less chance of electricity feeding the PKE emanations." Aiden nodded. I smiled up at Egon who looked very proud of Aiden.
It didn’t take long to get to the area of the park Egon had in mind. It was indeed secluded and beautiful. "How do you want to handle this?" Egon asked me.
"I’ll do the talking, you can chime in if you think I missed something. Aiden, this will be easier if you just listen at first. You can ask all the questions you want afterward." I replied.
"I brought a PKE meter. If it gets into the danger zone we should stop." Egon suggested, adjusting the meter and training it on me. "You’re slightly above normal right now."
"I think I’ll feel better if I just get it all out. First of all, Aiden, you should know my parents are both dead. My mother died right after having me. My father didn’t know how to cope. He blamed me, and he took to drinking to cope. Ray’s parents, Nana and Papa Stantz, sort of took Peter and me in. I lived with them until I was old enough to sleep in my room at my house. I always felt so guilty, so I did my best to take care of my dad. I made sure our house was as clean and orderly as Nana kept their house, and I stayed out of Pop’s and Peter’s way. Out of sight, out of mind. It would’ve been a horrible childhood if not for our neighbors. Like I said, the Stantz family was more like my family than my real family. I idolized Ray and Egon. I thought they were so cool, and they didn’t mind me tagging along. One day, out of the blue, Egon was tutoring me in algebra, and I just fell head over heels for him. I guess it had been coming on for awhile, but that day was the first time I’d ever seen him smile a full smile. He’d smirk or give a half smile, but with Egon Spengler, Twinkies equal big smiles. That smile cinched it. I don’t know how long it took before he realized I liked him, but I wasn’t shy about it. I teased him about everything just to get a rise out of him, but he never took the bait. I was twelve then, and I don’t know when the teasing changed." I began.
"The Summer you were fifteen, at the fourth of July barbeque. Until then I’d only thought of you as Peter’s little sister. You and Ray were fighting for the hose and got my glasses all wet." Egon added.
"I remember that! Jeez, Spengs, was it the daisy dukes or the bikini top that finally won you over?" I reverted right back to my teasing ways.
"Actually, it was when you washed my glasses and put them back on my face. You always were so selfless, taking care of everyone, even when they didn’t deserve it." Egon replied, making me feel instantly contrite for teasing him. "The outfit didn’t hurt either." He smirked, surprising me into laughter.
"Egon Spengler makes a joke! Make a note of that, Aiden. I can count on one hand the jokes I’ve heard him crack." I giggled.
"Noted. Can we skip the description of you in a bikini, Mom? I think I get the picture." Aiden made a face.
"Well, the point is, I had blossomed, and, I guess because I looked so much like my mother, my father became very... interested in me again. He verbally abused me, calling me a whore, accusing me of sneaking out. I never understood why he was suddenly so concerned with me. It was like I couldn’t do anything right anymore. That was when the PK stuff started happening. My father caused it. It was little things, dishes rattling, a bowling trophy toppling over. On Thanksgiving of that year I found out Egon could influence it, too. By that time I was flirting with him outrageously. I didn’t think he even realized it..."
"I did, but I’d just turned twenty. You were only fifteen. I felt like a pervert, and I was afraid everyone would think the same." Egon explained.
"It was that tension that caused the flare up that night. We were setting the table together, and, for the first time ever, Egon acted like he might be interested in me."
"It caused the silverware to curl up. It was the most stunning thing I’d ever seen. I still have it. But that wasn’t the only thing that happened that night. We took a plate over to her father..."
"Pop flew into a rage when he saw the dress I was wearing. It didn’t help that we were trying to sneak in just long enough to leave a plate of food on the table. My father found us in the dark together. He raised his hand to hit me, which he’d never done before, and the kitchen table shifted a few feet to block him off. Egon had jumped in front of me, too, but Pop was so stunned I took the opportunity to run. I knew Pop would drink until he passed out, and he’d have forgotten everything by the next morning. I finally confessed all the other incidents to Egon. He told Ray, and they began researching it."
"None of us would’ve went into the field of parapsychology if it hadn’t been for Rebecca... but we couldn’t find a solution to the RSPK."
"It wasn’t always destructive, though..."
"The luminosities..." Egon smiled at me and squeezed my hand.
"I spent more time with Egon than I ever had before, and I guess all my flirting paid off. The first time he ever kissed me, a ring of blue light appeared. It floated over us and dissipated. Whenever we were... affectionate with each other luminosities appeared." I censored that tidbit for my son’s sake.
"By New Year’s Eve of that year I knew I wanted to marry your mother. She didn’t know it, though. I bought her an engagement ring. It took me a few days to work up the courage to ask her to meet me at a diner we used to sneak to. I knew her father wouldn’t be receptive to her getting married at such a young age, but I was ready for a long engagement. I was going to accept an offer to study at MIT. We were supposed to meet on January eighth." Egon explained.
"I was sneaking out to see Egon when it happened. I hadn’t expected Pop to be home, but he was. I still don’t know why. He almost always played cards on Fridays. I had to wait until I thought he’d passed out. I felt so horrible mentally and physically. I felt guilty for keeping Egon waiting, and I felt bad for doing the exact thing my father was always accusing me of doing, sneaking out to see a boy. Physically I wasn’t feeling so well either. I felt like I was coming down with the flu. I wasn’t in a very healthy state of mind. I was supposed to meet Egon by six, but it was eight o’clock before I heard Pop snoring. I was sneaking out the back door when Pop grabbed me by the hair. It was the only time he physically abused me. He jerked me away from the open door and backhanded me. I tried to get away from him, but he was stronger. The more I fought the more he hit me. He was dragging me through the dining room..." My voice was quivering, and the arms of the PKE meter were starting to fluctuate. At the same time Egon and Aiden both reached to hold one of my hands.
"I was afraid something was wrong, so I headed back home. Our bedroom windows faced each other, so, if she had to get a message to me she could just hold up a sign. I had binoculars I could read it with. When I got there, though, the backdoor of her house was hanging open. I heard her father yelling. I heard him hitting her and her crying. I ran inside to help her, and I saw it happen. She pulled out of his grasp and climbed under the table. Her father darted for her, and a large china hutch shifted. It seemed to be moving to protect her, because a buffet also moved to close her in on the other side. The top of the hutch toppled. It hit him in just the right way to sever his spinal column. He died instantly." As Egon spoke, tears streamed down my face. I could recall every single detail, could still hear the sickening crack. Aiden suddenly hugged me for the first time since he was eight. I felt Egon’s long arms circle around both of us, and I let it all out. I didn’t try to stop the tears.
"It’s okay, Mom, you don’t have to tell me anymore." Aiden sniffled. I hugged him tighter.
"I have to finish now. I have to tell you the good part." I sniffled, too. "There’s some more bad parts, but you can’t miss the good part. Egon pulled me out of there and took me to Nana Stantz. They called the police, and I had to be questioned, but I really don’t remember that part of the night. Egon was able to tell them what he saw."
"An amended version of the truth. Ray knew the truth, and so did Nana. We had to tell Peter the truth, too. He didn’t take it very well."
"He’d always blamed me for our mother’s death and our father’s drinking. I don’t blame him. If the tables were turned I’d feel the same, but I’m getting ahead of myself. I spent the days before the funeral with Ray’s family. On the day before the funeral I was still throwing up sick. Nana was worried, so she took me to the doctor. He called the next morning to tell me I was pregnant. I called Egon immediately. I wanted to meet him at the diner that night. I was so excited to tell him about you, Aiden. I knew he’d be happy, even if he was scared."
"I was just happy I was going to get the chance to propose. Peter was your legal guardian, and I assumed he’d give his consent to let us get married. I even accepted MIT’s offer to study with the stipulation I would teach as well. Of course I didn’t know about the baby then."
"At the funeral Peter disowned me. He accused me of murdering our parents. I was terrified, because he was right. I realized the only other person that ever influenced me to have flare ups was Egon. I skipped out on our meeting because I was so scared I’d hurt him like I had Pop. I was scared I’d hurt any of the people I loved, so I ran. I ran to the shelter where I met Matt." I said and felt like an anvil had been lifted from my shoulders.
"So... Egon is my..." Aiden asked cautiously.
"I’m your father, Aiden, but I didn’t know until last night. When I saw the way you ate and disposed of your Twinkie wrapper... it’s the same way I do. After that it all just fell into place. The dates tripped me up until you mentioned you were born two weeks past your mother’s due date." Egon explained. Aiden was speechless.
"I know it was stupid of me to keep you apart all these years, Aiden. I just hope you can understand just how very frightened I was that I’d hurt Egon or you. When I ran I was almost sixteen years old, and I wasn’t nearly as smart as you or Egon. The longer I stayed away the harder it became to try to force myself to contact Egon. I am so sorry I deprived you both."
"I... I don’t know what to say. I mean, I think it’s awesome Egon’s my dad..."
"But you’re pissed at me for not telling you sooner? It’s okay if you’re angry with me. I promise I won’t... flip out." I told him. Egon swept the meter over me again.
"She’s doing well. Her emanations are within acceptable parameters." Egon assured him.
"I just can’t understand why you spent those years with Matt when you could’ve gone to... Dad. He’d have found a way to help you, wouldn’t you have, Dad?" Aiden asked Egon.
"Of course, but you have to understand the level of fear your mother was living with..."
"Other than the night I gave birth to you, Aiden, I haven’t had any PKE emanations at all. The situation with Matt... we were not in love. Matt understood my situation. If I gave birth to you while I was in foster care they would’ve taken you away from me. He took me in, and we eventually married to get him his green card. It was always a marriage of convenience. He agreed to help me get an education, and I agreed to cook and clean and take care of everything. I wasn’t happy, but I was stable, and I was able to provide for you. I was ecstatic when Matt finally met someone he really loved. I was finished with school, and I didn’t need him any longer. I didn’t know how to explain it all to you, and even now it all sounds really lame. All I can say is I was doing the best I could to provide for you the only way I knew how to. We used each other, and we both knew it. There was no love or affection in the marriage. I wasn’t whoring myself out. Matt was saving me from a life like that." I tried to make not just Aiden but Egon realize why I’d married Matt. Aiden still looked puzzled.
"Aiden, neither of us will ever be able to fully understand the position your mother was in. I think the best way to handle this situation is to move forward. As much as I wish I could have been around for your first fourteen years, I intend to make the most of all our remaining years together. I want us to be a family together, and I still want to marry your mother. We can wait until you’ve had time to adjust to the idea, but we are definitely getting married. It’s time for us to be the family we always should have been." Egon declared.
"If it’s what Mom wants, I agree. I guess I’ll never get it, but I don’t want to be angry about it. What about Peter, though? He still sounded pretty upset." Aiden replied.
"Peter is just scared. Despite dealing with the paranormal on a daily basis, he has a hard time accepting it. Over the next two weeks I’m sure we’ll devise a plan to help your mother gain control over it." Egon said.
"Actually, having the PKE meter helps. I can focus on calming down before it gets out of hand." I told them.
"I can make you a smaller one that could be worn or carried in a pocket." Egon offered.
"Uh... Mom, are you going to tell us if you want to marry Eg... I mean, Dad?" Aiden asked.
"Oh. Wait, don’t answer yet." Egon said, kneeling on one knee in front of me. He reached into his zippered chest pocket and produced a red velvet box. "Rebecca Ann Venkman, will you please marry me?" He proposed, opening the box. He looked so handsome in his Ghostbuster uniform, even though it was speckled with ectoplasmic residue, and the ring was beautiful.
"I would love to marry you, Spengs." I told him. He gave me his full-fledged Twinkie smile and slid the ring onto my finger.
"If you guys are gonna kiss, I’m going to go wait in the car." Aiden gave us a half grin. I stood and pulled him back to me.
"Aiden, how can I thank you enough for being so cool about all this? Have I told you lately that I don’t deserve a son as wonderful as you?" I asked, hugging him.
"Just know that I’d like to discuss a possible upgrade for my laptop in the near future... oof!" He groaned as I squeezed him tighter.
"I love you, Kiddo." I added, and he squeezed me back.
"I love you, too, Mom, and I feel pretty lucky to be your son, too." He kissed my cheek.
"Oh, you can quit laying it on. You’ll get your new computer. Hell, I’m sure your father can probably build you one." I laughed.
"We’ll talk about it at the station. I suggest you get to the car if you don’t want to see me kiss the socks off your mother." Egon said, tossing Aiden the car keys.
"That must be a record, huh, Ma? Two jokes in one day?" Aiden chuckled as he headed to the car.
"It’s not a joke." Egon said softly and kissed me. I felt lust uncoil in my belly as he deepened the kiss. I hooked my arms around his neck, and his hands circled my waist. I heard the PKE meter beeping like crazy as a gust of wind fiercely blew the trees around us.
"Holy shit!" I heard Aiden exclaim as the wind blew my bun loose. My hair whipped around me and Egon, and we broke the kiss in time to see the air around us dotted with perhaps a hundred blue orbs the size of golf balls. Even as I laughed, the wind stopped and the orbs began to wink out of existence.
"How’s that for fireworks?" I giggled.
"I love you." Egon told me earnestly.
"And I love you." I told him.
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