Luke flashed in in front of his parents house, intending to just sit with them as he normally did. However, out of his peripheral vision, he noticed someone standing to his left. He was surprised to realize it was Julie standing there, nearly ringing the door bell. She seemed startled as well, having jumped slightly at his arrival.

"Luke!"

"What are you doing here?" He asked, turning to face her.

"Okay, look. I- I just wanted to know more about you, you know, just curious, um… so, I- I came here last week. On your birthday?"

"You were spying on me?" He asked incredulously. She looked at the ground, and he continued. "Even after all your speeches about boundaries? You were spying on me?"

"I know," she said, looking back up. "I'm sorry. It was wrong. But I'm worried about you.:

"Well, you don't have to be."

Luke turned away from her, facing his parents' driveway, but Julie apparently decided that the conversation wasn't over.

"I know how hard it is, when you want to speak to someone, and you can't. I feel that way every day."

"I don't even know what I'd say to her, even if she could hear me," Luke said, turning back to face her.

"Yes, you do," Julie insisted. "You've already said it."

She looked at the ground, obviously thinking about something.

"I only came here to give your parents the song, but… if you're comfortable with it… maybe we could perform it for them?"

Luke stared at her, not understanding.

"You can flash in your guitar, I'll play it for you while you sing. My mom taught me before she passed, I just prefer the piano. As long as I keep playing, they'll be able to see you. You can talk to them, if you wanted."

He thought about it for a minute. He wasn't sure how well his parents would take it, but if they took it well, he would finally be able to get some closure after 25 years.

"Yeah, okay," he said, willing his guitar to him. He held it out for Julie, and she grabbed where his hand was, passing right through to the guitar. She put the strap around her shoulder, moving it so the guitar rested on her back. Luke sighed, moving to ring the doorbell before he could change his mind, keeping his eyes locked on Julie's. He went to stand behind her as the door opened.

"Hello, can I help you?"

The first thing Luke noticed was how much older his dad looked. He had only been forty when Luke died, and while, yes, it had been 25 years, he didn't realize just how long it had been until now.

"Hi. I'm Julie. Um… I believe you had a son named Luke?"

"Uh, yes, that's right. And you are again?"

"Julie Molina. Um… your son's band used to play in my family's garage? I- I came across this song that he wrote and figured you might be interested?"

"Um… well, well yes. Uh, please… please come in. I'm… I'm Mitch."

"Nice to meet you," Julie replied, following his dad inside. Luke didn't realized he'd not moved until Julie turned around, motioning with her head for him to follow.

"Can I, uh, get you something?" His dad asked Julie, leading her into the living room.

"Oh, no. I'm good. Thank you." She looked at something at the end table, and Luke realized it was the picture of him from his second birthday. "Is this your son?"

Luke moved to stand closer to her as his dad answered. "Yeah, that's Luke. When he was two."

"Do you have any other children?"

"No."

Julie looked as if she wanted to say more, but footsteps coming from the kitchen prevented her from doing so. Luke drew in a breath as his mom came into the living room, moving to stand next to his dad. "Did I hear the doorbell?"

"Hi, hon. Um, this is Julie."

"Hello, Julie," his mom greeted her. "Oh, that's a beautiful sweater."

"Thanks. It's my mom's."

Luke knew that a couple of weeks ago, she hadn't even looked through her mom's stuff, so the fact that she was wearing one of her sweaters was a big step in moving on for her.

"Julie lives in the house where Luke and the band rehearsed. She was just telling me she found a song that Luke wrote."

"It's a song about a girl named… Emily?"

It was obvious to Luke that she knew exactly who it was about, but she obviously couldn't assume in front of his parents. At least, not yet.

"Oh… I'm Emily."

His mom stepped forward, and Julie continued speaking. "I- I know this might sound crazy but, I didn't find this song. I- Luke… he gave it to me."

"I- but… you're only sixteen, right?" His mom asked her, confused.

"Yes, he gave it to me last week. See, I know you may not believe me, but when I was cleaning out my mom's studio about a month ago, I came across this CD labeled 'Sunset Curve'. I'd never seen it before, so I decided to play it. Not even ten seconds into the song, the music cut off, and three boys seemingly fell through thin air and onto the floor in front of me. Those boys were Luke, Alex, and Reggie. Somehow, they came back as ghosts, 25 years later, and somehow, we're connected. I'm the only one who can see them but for some reason, we're not sure how, whenever we play together, people can see them. Everyone thinks their holograms," Julie laughed slightly at that, and Luke thought she was thinking of the first time they played together. It seemed like so long ago. "I know you probably don't believe me, but Luke wanted to see you guys again, to talk to you. That's why I came here, with his guitar and song."

Both of his parents looked shocked and confused, and maybe even a little skeptical, but Luke didn't blame them. How often was one told by a teenager that their dead son had come back as ghosts and only she could see them if they weren't playing together.

"I- maybe this would help."

Julie gently grabbed the song sheet back from his mom and placed it on the table where his picture was sitting, standing behind the table so she could still face his parents. She began playing the intro to the song, and Luke moved to stand right next to her, beginning to sing as she finished the intro.

Luke could tell the exact moment that his parents could see him. The way they jumped back reminded him vaguely of when they played flying solo for Flynn, except this time it was different; so much different.

As he went through the song, he stayed next to Julie, not wanting to move away from her constant support. He'd have to thank her later, back at the house. He'd never have the courage to do something like this if it wasn't for her.

The song finished, but Julie kept playing, restarting the intro. Luke hastily wiped the tear trailing down his cheek, trying to gain some composure.

"I- I'm sorry for running away. I meant to come back, after we played the Orpheum, but, well…" he cut off, looking at Julie, who smiled encouragely. He faced his parents again. "But… I'm not sorry for how things turned out anyways. I'm glad we came back as ghosts when we did. We wouldn't have met Julie otherwise and I-" he trailed off, not sure if it would be a good idea to go the direction he wanted to with that sentence. "She's a much better friend to us than Bobby ever was, I mean, he took all the credit for the songs that I wrote and didn't even tell our families. I'm glad we got this second chance to be a band with Julie, even if we had to die first to do it."

He looked back at Julie, who was staring at him in shock, then back to his parents, who looked almost… guilty. "I- I gotta go."

He took the guitar from Julie when she offered it and flashed out, not sticking around to see his parents' reactions.

Thinking about making a part two for the conversation he and Julie had after words, not really sure. Let me know what you think! Also normally I don't think that Julie can play the guitar, as I like to think in season two there would be this super cute scene where Luke is teaching her how to play, but for the sake of the story, I had to.