one day, as she’s listening to sunset curve’s EP, julie suddenly realises that she never tried playing her mom’s CD the same way she did with the boys’. she barely has time to finish her train of thought before she’s jumping out of her bed, running out of the house and to the studio to look for one Rose and the Petal Pushers CD.
she heads straight to the back near the plants, stands on her tip toes and pulls the case down from the shelf it has always been on. julie steels herself, taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart, and cracks open the jewel case — only for her heart to sink to her feet, the CD missing.
She goes through every other shelf and cupboard and hidden corner in the studio, desperate to find the cd, only she can’t.
she breaks down in the middle of the studio, surrounded by piles of overturned equipment and books and paper — and that’s how luke finds her. he runs to her, dropping down on his knees as he tries to console her, wrapping her up in his arms and pulling her to his chest.
she tells him her revelation in between broken sobs, followed by her heartbreaking discovery. luke, in a quiet voice, tells her maybe they can find the cd in a store somewhere, that there must be hope — but julie cuts him off, whispering that there were only a few limited ones that were released and the one they had was one of the last ones on the market. her voice breaks as she tells him, his heart squeezing painfully at the sound.
julie’s tears soak through his tshirt as they spend the rest of the night huddled together. when she eventually falls asleep, luke scoops her up and takes her to her bedroom, tucking her into bed and pressing a soft kiss to her temple.
the next day julie wakes up, a little groggy, a little broken hearted, but better than she was the night before. she knows playing her mom’s cd would have been a long shot anyway. it takes her a few days, maybe a week, to go back to relative normality, but she manages, just like she always does.
luke is so proud but so sad — seeing her that way broke him in a way he didn’t think possible.
so he decides to try.
for the next few weeks, months, he spends every spare moment he has to himself scouring every music and vintage and thrift store in the united states, his ghost powers finally coming in clutch. it takes him a while, and he starts losing hope until finally — one day, in the corner of an old dilapidated music store in utah, his eyes land on an old scratched up jewel cd case of one Rose and the Petal Pushers album. he opens it to check, and there it is — the cd.
he poofs right back to the studio, landing on the couch, his leg automatically starting to bounce up and down as he (im)patiently waits for julie to come home from school.
as soon as she walks in through those studio doors that day, luke launches himself at her, barely able to contain his own excitement.
he shows her, and at first she just stares, unmoving. then she reaches over, fingers shaking as she takes the CD while tears start steaming down her face.
she’s emotional. she loves him so much. she’s not ready. she’s ready. she’s got luke with her, she’s got this.
and even if this doesn’t work, she’s still managed to be reunited with another piece of her mom.
with trembling fingers, julie places the cd in her mom’s old stereo, takes in a deep breath, warm calloused fingers intertwining with hers, before she presses play.
at first nothing happens. all she hears is the music she grew up listening to — the voice of someone she loves so dearly, a voice she misses so much.
she closes her eyes, more tears spilling past her eyelids as she basks in the sound of the voice surrounding her.
“hola mija,” a voice drifts towards them from behind. “i’ve missed you.”
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