in memory of (open to Logan)
When Veronica got home from the ball, she looked at the little box that they'd given her. The instructions said to fold the paper... and a wish would be revealed.
After the weird time-and-space travel-filled evening she'd had, Veronica was okay with a free wish.
She sat down on her bed, high heels off, now, still in her beautiful green dress. And she started folding.
The paper made a tiny cup, and when she finished folding it, words appeared on the side.
I Got Baked in Ensenada
Veronica smiled. Lilly.
She'd missed Lilly all night, too. She'd have loved the masquerade. She'd have been the belle of the ball. She picked the paper cup up, turning it in her hand, completely focused on it.
"I thought I told you you were red satin."
Veronica blinked. Her focus shifted.
Standing in her bedroom, dead center, stood Lilly Kane. "I mean, the green's nice. Very... sleek. But I think you're more of a red."
Veronica couldn't do anything but blink and stare.
"Is that all you got?" Lilly pushed her long hair behind her ears and sat on the bed next to Veronica. "Really? No, 'oh it's great to see you? No 'I missed you?' No--"
Before Lilly could finish Veronica was hugging her. She was real. She was real and she was here and she was alive. And Veronica was crying quietly into her shoulder.
Lilly hugged her back. "So what's been going on?" She pushed Veronica away gently, with a slight smile. "I mean, since I died I'm not really up on everything."
"Uh." Logan. She couldn't tell Lilly about Logan.
"Do you have anything to drink?" Lilly was up and heading to the kitchen.
And Veronica thought she was either dreaming or still in the asylum. There were cupboard noises, and pouring noises.
Her dead best friend, the girl whose death had changed Veronica's life completely, was standing in the kitchen, getting glasses of wine.
Veronica followed her. "Lilly. How...?"
"You wished me here. You wished, I'm here. I don't know how it works, really."
Veronica gulped. "Is it permanent?"
Lilly made a face, twisting her lips, thinking. "I'm not really sure. I know... I was somewhere. I was resting... and now I'm..." The face turned a little pained. "I'm here."