"Bye, honey. Love you," Veronica kissed her husband's cheek as he left for the courtroom after giving their daughter a hug goodbye.

Veronica had managed to push aside her senior year of Westerburg and she eventually stopped hearing Heather, Kurt, and Ram. She went to Stanford and graduated Summa Cume Lade ((I can't spell ran. Oh Mell)). She married a lawyer whom she loved to death, he was perfect for her. They worked on cases together all the time, less often now since she now had a 4 year old daughter. Veronica had named her Martha Heather.

Veronica loved Martha more than anything. Then one day...

"Momma! Momma!" Martha ran into the kitchen one day.

"Yeah, Martha?" Veronica asked sweetly, smiling softly at how excited she was.

"My friend says she knows you, too!" She jumped up and down.

"What friend?"

"Her hair is yellow and has it in a ponytail with what you have!" Veronica took down her hair and looked at what kept it up-a red scrunchie. "And she wears a pretty red dress with flowers and birds on it! And her tongue is blue!"

By this point Veronica knew it was an imaginary friend that her daughter came up with. "What's her name?"

"Heather! Like me!"

Veronica froze, the wheels in her brain turning. She put two and two together, Heather Chandler was visiting Martha. "Is she a nice friend? What do you two play together?" She asked, praying that Heather wasn't hurting her daughter

Martha giggled. "She plays with my hair and wiggles her blue tongue at me! Do you know her?"

Veronica nodded. "Yeah, sweetie, she used to...visit me, too."

"Yay!" Veronica sat down, her head was reeling from that news.

Timeskip!!!!~~~~~~~~~~

"Heather? What do you want? Why are you with my daughter?" Veronica asked out loud. She was alone in the living room, Martha asleep in her room and her husband taking a shower. Then, she saw the Almighty Heather Chandler, exactly how she was when Veronica and JD poisoned her.

"What? I can't be nice to a small child? I never got a family because of you, so I'm going to make your daughter happy, b*tch."  Chandler put her hands on her hips.

"Fine. But please, just don't hurt her." Veronica said softly. "But you know what, Heather? She really likes you. And I named her after you, so it kind of makes sense in a way"

"You named her after me?" She smiled. "Thanks, loser, you're not completely horrible."

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423 words. Well, what do y'all think? Thanks. Love y'all!