After several more jumps, they decided it was time to go. Ellie, separating herself from Lucas and Sean, took a moment and stood at the bridge. She closed her eyes, remembering her own desperation on that night so many years ago. She hadn't known what she should do, in her grief for Gavin and the situation with the pregnancy she hadn't been thinking clearly. All she had wanted was to be away from it, to go to a place where Gavin was still alive, where Lawrence really loved her, and where the baby belonged to her husband.

To think that she had been so selfish that she had almost ended the life of the young man chatting so eagerly with Sean caused her a pain she couldn't even describe. To end her own life was one thing, but to end his too would have been a sin of the greatest proportion. It would have been murder and it would have made her no better than Lawrence.

She opened her eyes slowly. She couldn't find it in herself to cry even though she felt like doing so. Oh to be alive and Lucas' age! She would join him on the SeaQuest in a heartbeat; she would have loved to have done so. She knew Gavin would as well.

"Gavin, where are you?" she whispered softly into the wind.

"Ellie? You ready?"

She turned to look at Sean, pushing down any pain, and smiled. "Yes, coming!"

Jumping into the car, she put her feet on the dash of Sean's car as she slid her sunglasses on. Sean flipped the mini-disk player on, and she sat up straight as she heard her own voice over the speakers.

"What the hell?"

"Oh," Lucas replied. "I pulled the two songs I saw you sing on the disk and put them on here."

Sean laughed. "Oh man, I remember this! I remember playing these! Sing Ellie."

"What?"

"Sing them, I'll turn this down, you sing."

"No!"

"C'mon, you know you want to!"

"I do not!"

Lucas sat forward. "If you don't I'll tell Ben AND Sam that you wimped out."

Ellie glared at him. "Touché Lucas."

Lucas grinned evilly. "Turnabout is fair play."

Sean snickered, but pressed the back button and the song started over. Ellie took a deep breath during the lead in, but began right on cue, her voice true to the notes, strong and clear. Sean nodded his head and Lucas sat back to listen to her. For him, it was the perfect end to a perfect morning.

As they came back into the city they were trying to decide what to do next. Lucas wanted to walk Hollywood Boulevard and look in all of those shops he'd first seen, Ellie wanted to go back to the hotel and hang out, and Sean didn't care either way.

"Okay here's the deal," Ellie said, grabbing a coin out of Sean's cup holder. "We'll flip for it. Pick a side Lucas."

"Heads!"

Ellie flipped it and looked at it. "Damn. You win. Hollywood Boulevard it is."

"Woo hoo!" Lucas cheered.

Sean pulled off the freeway and into Hollywood. He pulled into a parking garage and they all got out. Ellie stretched and then screamed as Sean came up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her into the air.

"Sean! You freak! Put me down!" she screamed, laughing.

Lucas laughed and thought to himself how odd it was to see two people who were supposed to be adults acting the complete opposite. It reinforced an already held belief that growing up didn't mean becoming cold and boring. Sean set her down and she slapped at him.

"I hope your wife is okay with your being gone so much," she said.

"Yeah she is. I kind of explained it to her. But you're not Ellie, you're Ellie's sister."

"Yeah I can imagine that wouldn't be easy to explain," Lucas said.

"I don't think it would work," he said with a small smile.

They headed down to street level and Lucas almost squealed like a child when he saw what was beneath him. The Hollywood Walk of Fame surrounded them, but he was standing on the star of Jimi Hendrix.

"Oh my God," Lucas breathed, running his hands through his hair in amazement. "It's…oh…it's…"

"Jimi Hendrix?" Sean offered helpfully.

"Not just Jimi Hendrix…but one of the best guitarists ever!" Lucas said reverently.

"Didn't know you were into the old stuff Lucas," Sean said.

Lucas could only nod as he knelt down and touched the pavement reverently. He wished for some of that talent to rub off on him through osmosis. "Mom, take a picture, please! I have to be able to show Ben I was here!"

Ellie chuckled and pulled the small camera from her pocket. She'd remembered to grab it out of the glove compartment before leaving the car. She took a picture of an excited, grinning Lucas, hands pointing to the name of one of his favorite musicians.

Moving on, they walked past the many shops lining Hollywood Boulevard, and Lucas wanted to go into each and every one. He happily tinkered with the gadgets and souvenirs being sold, his smile seeming permanently pasted on his face. Ellie wondered if he'd ever been allowed to do this as a child.

He bought some postcards and other little trinkets for Dr. Westphalen, Captain Bridger, Tim, Ben and Miguel. They always brought him things when they came back from trips away, and he wanted to return the favor.

Outside of the Kodak Theatre, old now but brand new in Ellie's time, Lucas posed for more pictures before moving over to the Chinese Theatre and staring in awe at all of the handprints in the cement. He looked like a typical tourist, putting his hands over the handprints of the celebrities who'd long ago left their mark. Ellie couldn't help but smile at him, his energy and pure joy was infectious, and she knew that he would remember this trip forever.

They had lunch at the same diner that Ellie had taken him to the day before. He ordered a chicken sandwich and cherry limeade and they chatted happily in the afternoon sun, looking like a normal group of people. It was an experience that was so rare for Lucas. He'd never had the opportunity to just sit outside and eat with Lawrence and Cynthia. With them it had always been fancy restaurants, proper manners and never talking. Even when he had come aboard the SeaQuest and had gone places with the crew, they were still treated differently. Here, the people just walked by, knowing nothing about them or caring. They didn't look at Lucas out of the corner of their eye, wondering why he was sitting with a bunch of uniformed UEO personnel or commenting on the genius son of Lawrence Wolenczak. Here he was just an ordinary teenager out to lunch with friends. He reveled in the normalcy of it.

"Sean," Ellie said at last.

"Hmm?"

"It's time," she said, looking at Sean seriously.

"Time? For what? To go back to the hotel?" Lucas asked.

"No," Ellie said, looking at him. "It's time to meet your grandparents."

Lucas nearly choked on his drink. "What?"

"Your grandparents? It's why you wrote their names down isn't it?"

"Well, yes, but…"

"Lucas, you can't put it off. You can spend the rest of the week with them, both Gavin's parents as well as mine. Next week you can devote solely to wreaking havoc."

Lucas stared blankly at her for a moment before nodding. "Okay. Are you coming?"

"I don't know Lucas…"

"But your parents, they'll want to know…"

"I don't know if they could handle seeing me Lucas. I'll have to judge it when the time comes," she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.

Lucas realized then that she'd never gone to see them. Was it that they might not be able to handle it or was it more that she wouldn't be able to? The bill arrived and Sean paid it. Ellie thanked him as they stood up and walked back to the car.

As they passed the star of Jimi Hendrix once more, Lucas couldn't help but whisper, "Well, Jimi, wish me luck."