She took a sip of her milkshake and continued to draw in her notebook, carefully moving the pencil on the smooth paper. The ice cream shop was filled with rock and roll and the chatter of other the other people in the shop.

"Hey." she heard a voice talk to her and she looked up.

"He- oh my god!" she exclaimed when she got a look at Ray who had just sat down opposite of her in the booth. His hair was messy and he had a large cut on his left cheek. His clothes were ruffled up and ripped in some places. He looked as if he was in a fight.

"What happened?" Juliet asked him worriedly. He chuckled and grabbed her milkshake, taking a sip.

"Nothing." he said and she scoffed.

"Right." she said. "You look like you've been through hell and back."

He smiled at her and didn't say anything. He only took out a camera and set it on the table. She stared at the camera and if you looked hard enough, you could see her mind connect the pieces. She gasped and looked at him in shock. "You went back?!"

"I couldn't just ignore the house knowing that there was a ghost in there." he said and she closed her gaping mouth, snatching back her milkshake and punched him in the shoulder. He winced and muttered an 'ow'.

"I take back what I said." she glared at him. "You are an idiot."

Ray looked at her with a hurt expression as he rubbed his shoulder where she punched him.

"I thought you'd be happy." he said, looking down at the table. She stopped glaring but didn't say anything in response. He sighed and stood up from the booth. "Guess I'll leave you alone then."

He was about to leave when he felt all the air leave him as he was tackled into a hug. Juliet had gotten up and ran over to him, wrapping her arms around his middle. She buried her face into his shirt and he felt his face heat up.

"I'm so glad you're okay." she murmured into his shirt. She looked at him and she smiled. "I'm sorry. You're not an idiot. I was just worried. You could have gotten hurt."

She reached up and carefully touched the cut on his cheek. He winced slightly and she quickly pulled her hand back. "Well, more than you have already."

"You care about me that much?" Ray asked, raising an eyebrow.

Juliet's cheeks and tips of her ears grew red and she moved away from him. "No. I just don't want the only person who listens to me when I talk about The Revolutionary War to get killed."

He grinned. "Sure. I know you do care about me."

"Shut up." she muttered, folding her arms.

"Ok, so do you all understand your assignments?" Juliet, now twenty-seven, told the history class. They all groaned in annoyance and she smiled. "Good. So I expect no excuses."

They all walked out and she sat down at her desk. She let her hair loose from the messy bun that was holding it up. A sigh escaped her lips and she wiped a hand over her face. It was barely her second week teaching at Hopkinton High School.

A glance at her watch told her that it was finally her break. Juliet stood up from her desk and left her classroom. She walked down the hall and took out a book from her bag. She opened up one of her favorites, A Study in Scarlet. Her eyes scanned the words on the yellowing, old pages with a small smile.

She reached the break room, sat down at one of the seats and was about to start eating her lunch when her supervisor came in and sat down in front of her.

"Hello, Juliet." she said with a smile.

"Hi Daphne." she responded. She looked back down at her book but looked back up when Daphne cleared her throat.

"Yes?" Juliet said, raising an eyebrow.

"I got a call from Columbia University." she said and Juliet closed her book, her attention now caught.

"Well, what did they say?" Juliet said.

"It was about your job offer over with them."

"Oh?"

"They wanted to know if you still wanted the position." Daphne said and Juliet nodded, understanding.

"If I were you, I'd take it." Daphne said. "It's great opportunity."

Juliet ran a hand through her caramel colored hair and sighed. "Is it alright if I call them myself? I still haven't decided."

"That's fine. They just a sure answer."

With that, she left and Juliet was alone with her thoughts.

The first day at the large university was interesting to say the least. The students were a lot different than the typical high schoolers she taught. A lot of them were so much more mature but still, there were some select few that acted like they were twelve.

The other difference was that she had less classes. She had just finished up her last class and was quite proud of herself for getting through her day with very little struggles. She left the classroom, her book in her hand and opened it up as she walked down the hallway.

The book was knocked out of her hands though when she bumped into the person walking the opposite direction in the hallway.

"Oh! Sorry!" the man she bumped into said.

"It's alright. I should have been paying attention to where I was going." Juliet answered. The man picked up the book and read the title.

" 'A Study in Scarlet'. Sherlock Holmes?" he said with a grin.

"It's one of my favorites." she said and her eyes widened when she got a good look at person she was talking to. He looked extremely familiar to her but she noticed his eyes were two colors. One was green and one was brown. She only knew one person with eyes like that.

"Ray?" she asked, incredulously.

He looked confused for a minute. "Have we met before?"

"You insult me. How could you forget you best friend?" she asked with a smirk. He continued to look confused as he stared at her. His eyes widened when he realized who she was.

"Julie?!" he exclaimed. She smiled at him and he pulled her into a tight hug, surprising her.

"It's great to see you!" he said. She hugged him back but eventually tapped his shoulder.

"Ray, I love ya buddy but I still need to breathe."

He immediately set her down, his cheeks red and he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sorry. Just got a little excited there."

"It's fine." she told him and looked at him with a smile. He looked different than the last time she saw him, which was when they graduated high school. He did look older but he still appeared to have the same energy as when he was 14. He had grown too. She had always been shorter than him by about an inch or two but now he was probably about 4 inches taller than her. She had to admit with a blush, he had gotten handsome too.

"So how come you're here?" he asked as he put his hands into his pockets.

"I work here now." she said. "Just started today. I teach World History."

He rolled his eyes but smiled. "Of course you do. What else."

"Shut up." she laughed as she softly punched his shoulder. "How come you're here too? Do you teach?"

"No, I only use the university for research. Me and my two friends from college."

"Oh. Researching what?"

"Well, mostly psychology. But me and Egon are doing some other research on the side. Just for ourselves." he grinned.

She looked at the camera hung around his neck and the video recorder in his hand and she groaned. She knew what they were researching.

"We've actually made some pretty good progress. Especially with all the equipment we now have. It's a lot better than what we had in college." he said happily as he practically bounced on his feet.

"Of course." she said as she pinched the bridge of her nose, chuckling while she shook her head.

"We're actually going to go investigate a case right now. Do you wanna come with?" he asked with a grin.

She thought about it and shrugged her shoulders. "Sure. I don't have anything better to do. Besides, I wanna meet these friends of yours."

"Alright then!" he grabbed her hand and pulled her along with him. "Come on!"

Sorry if this one is shorter than the last on but the next chapter is coming up quick! So until then! Please leave a review! It always makes my day! :D