Rajeev quickly threw the ghost net over the swarm. (One they had stolen from their previous principle.) Spencer took the net by its corners and wrapped it up in a sack like shape. "Good job" He said passingly, sticking his hand into the net and pulling one of the ghost mosquitoes out. "Now how do I..." He put his thumb and index finger around the insect's lower body and

Pop

The ecto filled thorax came right off. The insect suddenly started glowing brighter than before until it evaporated into a uncanny ball of smoke, which floated beyond the roof of the room before exiting through the ceiling.

"Rajeev, go get some plastic bags. We're gonna be here a while."

Shanila looked at the clock. It had been a little over two hours since the boys had left and she was worried to say the least. In fact the only thing that kept her from leaving to go help them with whatever they were working on was the specter they had told her to watch.

"At least you're up now." She said, turning her glance from the clock to Billy, who was now sitting next to her on the bed. If anything he was a pretty fair distraction from her worry. She had to constantly calm him down as every time he started to freak out she could see his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

It wasn't easy to keep the diva calm but it was her job. Dare her brother and Spencer return to her and him in the same state, only to have her say he was awake? No sir. She was not too keen on allowing that to happen.

"Yeah of course. You think the Cobra's going down that fast without a fight?" He said, letting out a nervous laugh before both of his hands flew to his mouth as he gave out an uncertain face.

"No come on." Shanila coaxed, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Don't puke, you really need that ecto right now. I know you keep saying you feel like you're gonna but-"

He quickly cut her off, waving one hand up and down while slowly removing the other from his face. "I know." He said, swallowing hard. "I seriously thought I was gonna that time." He said frowning even harder than before.

"You said that the past six times..." She sighed, not really knowing how to deal with this. She didn't know how to deal with him on a normal day, let alone when he felt so sick. "Hey come on, don't start pouting. It's okay; I know you can't help it." She said softly, stroking his hair again. It wasn't sticky with ectoplasm like usual. It was dry and stiff, as if somebody had left cheap hair gel in it for three days. But for whatever reason it calmed him down pretty well. She seriously wondered why. Truth be told, sometimes he really just acted like a dog. "Want me to see if I can find anything to settle your stomach? Do you like ginger ale?" She asked him, looking him in his pale eyes. "No... No I'm good." He replied, pulling his knees up to his chest. He was obviously scared. It was hard to tell what for though. She didn't tell him about the whole 'cease to exist' thing, she assumed it would only freak him out more and make it harder to calm him down. So it was more than likely for Spencer. "Hey... It's okay... They'll be back..." She said calmly, continuing to stroke his hair.

"Is that the last one?" Rajeev asked, looking up as the final bit of smoke left the house. "Yeah, that's it." Spencer said, dropping the ghost net and picking up the twelve bags of ecto that they had. "Guess we should head back then." Rajeev said, taking six bags from Spencer and walking over to the elevator.

"I hope we aren't too late." Spencer said, mashing the down button.

"I'm pretty sure we were gone for at least two hours." He added.

"Hey I'm sure he's fine." Rajeev said in the most comforting voice he could muster.

The two ran back to Rajeev's house as quickly as they could, not even looking before crossing the street. They barged into the house and darted up the stairs. By the time they made it back to Rajeev's room, they were completely out of breath. "SPENCER!" Billy yelled, hopping up from the bed at a pace that was much faster than his stomach called for. He stumbled backwards and held his mouth again.

"Oh my gosh... How long has he been awake?" Spencer asked Shanila, who was sitting the ghost back down on the bed in an attempt to keep him from emptying himself of whatever ecto he had left. "About an hour or so." She tried to keep her voice calm as to keep the area around him calm. "And he's been like that the whole time?"

Shanila nodded.

Spencer quickly gave Shanila the six bags of ecto he had, and Rajeev did the same. She seemed to be the only one capable of keeping him calm right now.

Billy hunched over on the bed, once again removing his hands from his mouth. He was beginning to shake as the last bit of color drained from him.

"I know we should be taking this slow and all but, you might wanna get to it." Rajeev suggested.

Spencer couldn't take seeing his best bro like this, it was torturous. He was clearly in pain, and he clearly had been in pain for as long as he had been awake. He didn't want to see this anymore, he didn't want to see Billy so out of character. It was painful to even watch. He walked over to the bed and sat down right next to him, crossing his legs and looking the ghost in his now pure white eyes. He knew exactly what was going to happen if he didn't pick up the pace. "Don't you dare leave me now mister, do you hear me?" He commanded, popping open one of the bags and dumping it on Billy's head. The plasm slowly oozed around his head before his white body absorbed it quicker than a sponge. Shanila glanced at the two before doing the same, pouring the blue, sticky substance on his head. Once again, his hair absorbed it like a plant that hasn't seen water in years. Billy's white skin slowly gained a hint of blue again; his previously clear eyes once again had visible pupils. He looked confused for a moment before he held out his hands, looking over his skin and smiling. "That's it. Yeah." Spencer praised, tossing a glob of ecto in the specter's face, playfully. His smile grew wider as the skin around his face happily accepted the ecto it received. Every bit more, his skin and clothes color was a little brighter.

Spencer quickly poured the last bag onto his head, smiling as it was sucked up just as quickly as the other eleven were.

Billy threw his arms around Spencer, at the exact moment his glow came back. He even hovered up a little bit. Obviously noticing this, he threw his arms in the air letting out a victorious "WOOHOO!" "He's back" Spencer said, laughing at his cousin's silliness.

"Thanks, brofessor. Really. All of you." Billy said, gliding downward to be at eyelevel with the group.

"Eh no problem man." Spencer said, rubbing the back of his head. Billy wrapped the three of them into a group hug, nuzzling their faces as he did so. Rajeev and Shanila's parents walked in suddenly. Ignoring the obviously odd looking situation, their father spoke. "You're parents want you home, Spencer. They say dinner is ready. Some bbq or something."

"Aw yes!" Billy sang in victory x2. "Alright." Spencer said, heading to the door.

Billy followed behind yet waited till Spencer was at least half way down the hall before hovering back over to Shanila and giving her an extra hug. "Thanks. A lot." He said, smiling as wide he as he could muster.

"No problem Billy. That's what friends are for." she said, waving as he darted down the hall to meet spencer.

"So barbeque huh? Think they made enough hot dogs for me?" Billy asked, playfully elbowing Spencer's side. "They always do for some strange reason." He replied, stepping out of the house. "And if the strange time happens when they don't, you can have some of mine."