A week later, the Ghostbusters were starting to get on with the loss of Slimer.  Egon,
after having time to think about it in the firehouse instead of the hospital, figured that,
given time, he could formulate a way to split apart the Marinzean and Slimer.
     "So," Eduardo asked Garrett, "what did it feel like to walk for the first time?"
     Garrett let out a sigh, a small smile going across hi face as he remembered every step 
he had taken.  "If there was any reason why I would hae given up everything to stay in that
dimension, it would be to walk, not ever have to use a wheelchair again.  It was pretty 
incredible, man."
     "Would you really give up everything to have your legs, amigo?"
     Garrett's smile dissapeared, his eyes glassed over as he thought.  He opened his mouth
to reply, but never got to answer; Egon called the team down into the lobby to have a meeting.
     Janine, Eduardo, Kylie, Garrett and Roland met Egon in the lobby.  They all had a seat.
Egon stood up to address them all.  "I'd just like to tell you that I'm very proud of your 
accomplishments during this extremely difficult assignment.  It's been hard for us all not to
think about Slimer, myself included, and I'm sure that eventually we can bring him back.  Until
then, I've had a plaque made in his honor to put up in the firehouse, and it just came in.  So,
if you'd all like to help put it up, grab some tools."
     They all got up.  Eduardo got a drill, which scared Kylie.  She offered to carry it and
gave him her screws.  Janine had the screwdriver and Egon carried the plaque wrapped in brown
paper.
     The sun was shining brightly in New York as they walked outside.  None of the team really
noticed, their minds too grim to feel its warmth.  Egon tore off the paper wrapping to reveal
the gold plated plaque with a small inscription on it.  They set to work, drilling a few small
holes, fitting the screws.  When they had finished, they all stood back to admire their work.
A smile spread over each team member as the sun sparkled over the words Egon had chosen to have
inscribed:
                                    In loving memory of
                                our good friend Slimer.  Not
                                only had he found a place in
                                 our team, but also a place
                                 in each one of our hearts.
                                     He will be missed.




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