"I ship it"

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A little bit of a If I Needed Someone or somecat mixed into this chapter ;)

"Paul, you don't have to do this. I can easily just call up a-"

"No, no, I insist. They won't mind any road. They owe me for last night."

.......

John, George, and Ringo stared at Heather who sat across from them, crossing her arms.

"So..."Ringo said, his voice drifting off. "What's your name?"

"Heather Eastman, formerly Heather See." She said, trying to sound as professional as she could. She didn't want to make them think she was immature. "And Mommy says it may one day be Heather McCartney, which I don't understand."

The three covered their mouths, trying to hold in their laughter. "It's kinda good you don't understand, Heather."

"Mommy also keeps on asking me what she thinks of the name Linda McCartney, but I don't know."

"Linda McCart- dang."

"Not Linda McCartdang, Linda McCartney. What's so funny, anyway?"

"Nothing," George quietly mumbled.

"Oh, shoot, I forgot something! Cyn's dropping off Jules!" John said, burying his face in his hands.

"Who are they?" Heather asked.

George and Ringo looked at John with unpleased faces. "You. Have got. To be kidding."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang. John slowly shook his head.

"I'll get it!" Heather cheerfully skipped out of the chair and over to the door.

"NO, DON'T!!!"

Cynthia looked down at Heather. Heather looked at Julian, who only looked maybe a year younger than her.

"Hehe, uh... Hi, Cyn." John embarrassingly said.

"Who's this?"

"You know Paul's new girlfriend? That's her daughter, Heather."

"Oh, I was talking with Linda yesterday and she mentioned her daughter. You know, Heather's only a year older than Jules?"

"Paul never told me, but if they're not that far apart, maybe they'll enjoy each other's company."

......

Julian and Heather looked at each other in curiosity and said absolutely nothing to each other or anyone else.

"Hi," Heather said meekly,  finally breaking the awkward silence. "I'm Heather."

"I'm Julian."

"Do you like dogs?" Heather tilted her head slightly.

"I love dogs! Uncle Paul has one!"

"You play with Martha too?"

"Yeah,"

"She's fun, isn't she?"

"Yeah, I told her to roll over and she did! And I didn't even teach her that!"

"She does that with you, too?!?"

"You didn't teach her that?"

"No!"

"Maybe a ghost taught her!"

"Oh, boy." George sighed.

"Better leave those two alone..."

Anyone else now wanna ship Jeather? Hey, if Paul and Linda get married (which you'll see if they do sooner or later ;) ) their ship name could be the new McLennon!

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