As she finished typing up some reports for her very first case as an official FBI agent, Veronica noted the date and realized that it was exactly five years since she had started school at Fandom High ( Read more... )

It was Veronica's twenty-third birthday. She had no idea where the time had gone but not only was she a college graduate who would be going through FBI training in a matter of months, she had also been married for nearly a year. The funny thing was that she hardly felt like a real adult ( Read more... )

Graduation was coming up this weekend finally and Veronica couldn't believe she was done with college ( Read more... )

Spending three days alone and away from everyone had helped Veronica wrap her head around everything that happened this past weekend. She was nowhere near in the realm of okay with it, but she was at least beginning to accept that it wasn't her fault ( Read more... )

The first thing Veronica noticed when she woke up was that the person in bed with her was warm and had a pulse. And most definitely did not smell like Bel ( Read more... )

Piper and Veronica spent a good portion of Wednesday and Thursday in the kitchen of the hotel, both grateful for the space to prepare a huge Thanksgiving dinner for the eight hotel residents and whatever friends happened to show up ( Read more... )

So Veronica had been back in LA for over a week. And in that week, she had mostly been avoiding her friends and housemates because being with all of them again had triggered the memories of that other Fandom and what the version of her there had done to them and with them ( Read more... )

Veronica wasn't quite sure how she had gotten roped into chaperoning the shuttle trip from the airport to Fandom, but it shifted her plans to just have Bel shimmer her to the island on Saturday morning ( Read more... )

Veronica's bags were packed for the beach now. And she had started packing for her apparent summer trip.

But at the moment, she was making coffee in the kitchen and trying to figure out how to tell her friends she was leaving them temporarily without telling them the truth.

[for hyperion folks and Dick if he would like to call]

Veronica was spending her Easter submitting reports to the CIA about the mission she had gone on over spring break.

And nibbling on the ears of a chocolate bunny.

Nothing terribly important.

[expecting one call, but open for others or housemates or whatev]