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Chapter 20 (Part 2)



Quickly grabbing Logans hand, Veronica ran towards the house as fast as her legs would allow. After shoving her way through the gathering crowd, Veronica stopped to take in the spectacle that was her friend.

Dancing wildly on the expensive marble table, Mac captivated the entire crowd. Cat calls and whistles echoed around the large kitchen as she slowly inched her shirt up.

Eyes widening in horror, Veronica struggled to push past a group of giggling girls, yelling harshly for Mac to stop. Either no one could hear her over the boisterous crowd or no one cared, Veronica figured it was a mixture of both. Frowning, she looked around the room, searching for a way to put an end to this impromptu strip tease. Before she could formulate a plan, a loud shout came from an unexpected source. Dick shoved through the crowd roughly, getting to Macs side in an instant. Get down!

Mac giggled drunkenly as she evaded his seeking hands. Laughing, she began to pull her shirt over her head but stopped when it became tangled around her head. Losing her balance, Mac crashed to the floor in a heap. Without waiting for her to recover, Dick scooped her into his arms and yelled at the crowd. Shows over.

As the crowd grumbled over the loss of their entertainment, Veronica rushed towards Mac.

She come here with you? Dick asked angrily, glancing down at Mac as she stuggled to free herself from her shirt.

Dick, carry her to my car. Logan said, walking out of the room.

Before Veronica could even speak, Dick was following Logan to the front door, Mac nestled securely against his chest.

Damn, who was that little hottie?

Ive never seen her before, she must be new.

Rolling her eyes as she heard a nearby group of guys talking about Mac, Veronica rushed after Dick, watching in amusement as Mac pulled on Dicks hair. Lemme go! Ica walk!

Placing her on her feet, Dick struggled to keep Mac from falling.

Dick. Mac giggled. Thas dirty!

Smiling down at her, Dick replied. Only if you have a dirty mind.

When Mac spotted Veronica, she clapped her hands together. Verinoca! My frined! Theses Dick! Hes is cute!

Veronica smiled at her friends pronunciation of her name but it quickly faded as she processed the rest of Macs words. Mac called Dick cute, Veronica quickly shrugged it off, it was obviously the alcohol talking.

Stepping away from her, Dick smiled at the look of disappointment that crossed her face. As a new song filled the air, Mac perked up. I love this song!

Swaying to the music, Mac began to lift her shirt. With a groan, Veronica grabbed Macs arms before this strip tease could get out of hand.

With an amused chuckle, Dick leaned down and kissed her cheek. Lets try and keep our clothes on tonight, okay?

Dick frowned at the words that had just come out of his mouth. He didnt think he had ever heard himself say those words. Judging by the look if complete shock on Veronicas face, he didnt think she had either.

As Mac sang loudly to the song, Veronica glanced nervously at the door, hoping that Madison didnt come looking for her boyfriend. With the state Mac was currently in, it would be a disaster if they were to come face to face. The only thing that seemed to be in their favor tonight was the fact that Madsion had been too busy entertaining the masses in the other room to have witnessed Macs little performance. That didnt mean she wouldnt hear about it later though, Veronca just prayed it would be after they were gone. Looking down the street, Veronica wondered what was taking Logan so long. As if on que, Logans X-terra pulled infront of the house. Veronica grabbed Macs arm, ready to lead her away from Dick.

Wait! I hava say Dick bye! Mac slurred, stumbling out of Veronicas grasp.

With a loud squeal, Mac jumped at him. Catching her with ease, Dick grinned down at her. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Mac leaned up to place a kiss on his lips. Instead of hitting her intended target, her lips crashed into Dicks eye, leaving a smear of cherry lip gloss in its wake. When she realized her first attempt didnt succeed, she leaned up again only to be pulled away by Dick, who was wiping his eye with the back of his hand. Lets try this sometime when youre sober, huh? Dick whispered in her ear.

Nodding enthusiastically, Mac replied. Yeah! Lotsa kisses!

Grinning, ear to ear, Dick kissed her cheek. Thats a deal.

Dick laughed as he saw the horrified look on Veronicas face. With a frown, Veronica quickly ushered Mac to the x-terra and strapped her in, desperate to get away from the Sincalir house before anything else could happen.

I didnt take her for a big drinker. Logan said off handedly, steering the car away from the party.

Shes not, thus the reason she cant hold her liquor. Veronica replied, rolling her eyes.

Logan looked worriedly to the backseat. She better not puke in my car!

Wow, your concern for my friend is overwhelming. Veronica replied sarcasticly.

Rolling his eyes, Logan changed the subject. Where are we taking her anyway?

Brows furrowing, Veronica stared at Logan.

We cant take her home like this. Logan explained. So where are we supposed to take her?

My dads home Veronica trailed off.

Coming to a decision, Logan made a quick u-turn, before speeding in the opposite direction of Veronicas house.

My place it is then. Logan grinned.

Chewing her bottom lip, Veronica asked. What about your parents?

Theres a party in LA, anyone whos anyone will be there. They wont be back until tomorrow. Logan explained with a shrug.

Oh Veronica looked around the car awkwardly, not sure what to say.

Ignoring the suffocating silence that seemed to have taken over the car, Veronica pulled out her cell phone and dialed Macs number. After informing Mrs. Mackenzie that they had decided to have a slumber party at their friend Megs house, Veronica called her father to tell him she would be crashing at Macs house tonight. Hanging up the phone, Veronica glanced out the window and saw they had just pulled into the Echolls driveway.

They all seemed to believe me so were in the clear. Noticing the impressed look on Logans face, Veronica smiled smugly and hopped out of the car.

Leaning into the backseat, Veronica managed to coax a very stubborn Mac out from between two large surfboards. Stumbling towards the house, Mac pushed off every one of Veronicas attempts to steady her. With a frustrated huff, Veronica gave up and watched as Mac tripped repeatedly on her own feet.

Logan chuckled to himself as he watched the entire interaction between the two friends. She can stay in one of the guest bedrooms upstairs. Logan informed Veronica when she began to look around the entryway questioningly.

Cringing slightly, Veronica glanced at the large staircase. Before she could even suggest helping, Mac got on her hands and knees and began to crawl up the stairs.

Laughing outright, Logan looked at an annoyed Veronica. Still feel that your friends are better than mine?

Shes not usually like this. There are just some family issues shes dealing with right now. Veronica defended.

Arent we all. Logan muttered under his breath, walking over to Mac and hauling her up to her feet.

Half carrying her, Logan managed to get Mac into the guest bedroom without a problem.

Of course, she would follow him without so much as a word. Veronica grumbled to herself, following close behind.

Mac pushed away from Logan and fell face down onto the bed, sighing contently.

Staring down at Mac sprawled across the bed, Veronica frowned. Should we stay with her so she doesnt drown in her own puke?

Wow, thanks for the mental image. Logan said sarcasticly.

Seriously, I think we should stay here with her. I mean, what if she wakes up alone in the middle of the night with no memory. Veronica shuddered, thinking of her own personal experience that paralleled her words.

Seeing how important it was to Veronica, Logan relented. Fine, well stay.

Covering Macs prone form with a blanket, Veronica smiled.

What the hell are we supposed to do while we wait? Watch her sleep? Logan asked dryly.

Putting her finger to her lips, Veronica shushed him.

Shes out cold, Veronica. I could scream at the top of my lungs and jump on the bed and she wouldnt wake up. Logan pointed out truthfully.

Veronica laughed when she saw a thoughtful look cross his handsome features. No! Were not doing that!

Pouting, Logan looked at her. Im bored!

Youre such a baby! Veronca rolled her eyes. It hasnt even been five minutes! Its not that hard to find something to do!

Fine, you get to come up with something to entertain me for the rest of the night. Logan said smugly.









A/N: I only planned for this chapter to be two parts but I really wanted this chapter to have Veronica and Logan goodness, which is now in part three.


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Chapter 21


Cringing at the sounds being emitted from the nearby bathroom, Logan rubbed his temples while he waited for Veronica to leave her self-appointed post as nursemaid.

The cabinets are filled with extra stuff. Help yourself. Logan said, peeking around the door.

Smiling gratefully, Mac looked at him. Thanks.

You also have your choice of flavored toothpaste. Mint, cherry, or cotton candy. Logan added cheerfully.

Mac gulped, paling suddenly. Oh. I think Im going to be sick.

Again? Seriously, I doubt theres anything left in your system. Logan said, wincing as Mac leaned further into the toilet with a groan.

Kill me now. Mac groaned into the toilet.

Smiling sympathetically, Veronica pulled Macs hair from her face. Youll feel better in the morning.

Standing slowly, Mac tossed Veronica a shaky smile. Ill be fine.

Understanding Macs unspoken request, Logan grabbed Veronicas hand and led her to the bedroom. Thats our que to leave.

You know, it seems like whenever I spend the night with you, someone always ends up puking. Think thats a bad sign? Veronica asked thoughtfully.

Twice, its only happened twice, Veronica. I think to truly test this theory, you should spend as many nights with me as possible. Logan suggested, leering at her.

Or maybe lock all the alcohol away? Veronica quipped.

Grinning at her question, Logan replied. As long as you have something else in mind to keep me entertained, Im fine with that.

Laughing, Veronica opened her mouth to reply but was interrupted.

I think Im okay. Mac gingerly walked out of the bathroom, rubbing her eyes.

Speaking softly, Veronica moved to Macs side. You should get some sleep.

Eyes landing on several bottles of water on the night stand, Mac smiled gratefully and twisted the cap. Chugging the water quickly, Mac let the cool water soothe her sore throat before climbing into bed. Night guys.

Night Mac. Veronica whispered, smiling at her already sound asleep friend. I think shes out.

Nodding slightly, Logan motioned towards the television. Want to finish the movie?

Arching her eyebrow, Veronica asked. For someone who claims not to like this movie, you sure are eager to finish it, why is that?

Switiching the light off, Logan winked at her. Maybe I just want to get to the sad part so youll be all over me.

Eyes glued to the screen, Veronica laughed. Just keep telling yourself that.

Shaking his head, Logan sat down beside Veronica, careful to avoid bumping his back. From the corner of her eye, Veronica watched Logan sitting with his back completely straight, it didnt seem like a comfortable position. With a smile, Veronica moved to lay on her stomach, grabbing Logans hand along the way to encourage him to join her.

Holding in his sigh of relief, Logan followed her lead.




Shifting restlessly, Mac tried to avoid the dim light filtering through the curtains. With a groan, she gave up on her futile struggle and sat up to look around the unfamiliar room. It was elegent, more so than all of the rooms in her house combined, although it seemed cold and aloof. Mac smiled suddenly as her eyes landed on the floor, her friends looked so at peace cuddled on the floor together. Logan had his arms wrapped tightly around Veronica, his whole body wrapped protectively around her smaller frame. Their legs were tangled together and Veronicas arms were wrapped possesively around Logans waist. Mac watched with amusement, positive that if she ever mentioned the soft vulnerability they were displaying, she would face their whole hearted denial, followed by their wrath. With a cheeky grin, Mac pulled out her cell phone and took a picture. Just because she couldnt tell them about this didnt mean she couldnt show it to them, and Wallace. Maybe Dick if he asked really nice. At the thought of Dick, Macs eyes widened. She vaguely remembered bumping into him last night at the party. She could clearly picture his concerned face as she chugged a bottle of JDthen things got blurry. Jumping from the bed, Mac knelt beside Veronica and shook her shoulder.

Mac? Veronica asked blearily. You okay?

What did I do last night? Mac asked, panicked. What happened?

Trying to disentangle herself from Logan, Veronica mumbled. Hold on a sec.

When Logans arms wrapped tightly around Veronica and pulled her closer, she smiled. I swear the boy loves to cuddle.

Once she managed to pry herself from his tight grasp, Veronica pulled Mac over to the bed. You might want to sit for this.

Eyes widening, Mac asked cautiously. Is it really that bad?

It really depends on how you look at it. Veronica tried to console.

Just tell me. Mac said gravely.

The strip tease you did on the dining table was embarrassing but the bright side is no one knew who you were. Veronica said, with a strained smile. See, silver lining and clouds and all that crap.

Oh, god! Covering her face with her hands, Mac groaned. Please tell me thats all I did.

Pretty much. Besides the part where you decided that hitting on Dick repeatedly was the best course of action. Then Logan and I took you home. Veronica decided Mac didnt need to hear about her second attempt at stripping or crawling up the stairs. Those were unimportant facts that would only humiliate her further.

Thanks. If my parents knew about this Eyes wide with horror, Mac whispered. My parents are going to kill me!

Smiling, Veronica assured. No, they wont. They think we had a slumber party at Megs house. Youre in the clear.

Smiling gratefully, Mac hugged Veronica. Thanks. I dont know what I would have done without you. I better get home. Could you take me to my car?

Cringing, Veronica answered. We left it at the party. Ill get Logan to drive you over.

Shaking Logans shoulder, Veronica spoke loudly. Rise and shine, sleepyhead!

Groaning, Logan pushed her hands away. Veronica sighed and tried again. Wake up!

Opening one eye, Logan glanced at the clock. I dont know what world youre living in, but two hours of sleep just doesnt do it for me. He grumbled while closing his eyes in an attempt to find sleep once more.

Mac needs a ride to her car. Veronica explained. Ignoring her, Logan nestled his face into his arms. Fine, I guess Ill just drive Mac over there-in your precious x-terra.

When Logan made no protest, Veronica squealed. Lets go before he realises what I just said. Veronica grabbed Macs hand, quickly pulling her out of the room.

As the door shut with a loud bang, Logan mumbled into his arm. Where are they going?

Shrugging, Logan decided he would find out later. Right now, sleep was much more important.




Mac jumped out of the x-terra with a smile. Thanks for the ride, Veronica.

No problem. Veronica smiled. See you at school.

With a wave, Veronica hit the gas and was down the street in an instant. Rubbing her tired eyes, Mac hopped into her little green car. Starting the engine, she looked up and froze at the sight across the street. With a smile, Mr. Sinclair waved to his wife as he walked to his car. Mac gasped at the obvious similarities between herself and the couple. Her parents. This couple that looked kind and cultured were the people who had given her life. These were the people she should have know better than anyone else in her life but instead they were complete strangers. People she hadnt even know existed until yesterday.

Mac dropped her head against the steering wheel and began to sob. With tears streaming down her face, she began the drive towards a family that never belonged to her.

Pulling into her driveway, Mac quickly wiped the tears from her face and took a deep breath. It was doubtful anyone in her house was awake this early but she couldnt take the chance. With a fake smile plastered to her face, Mac walked into her childhood home quickly and quietly.

Frowning when the muffled sound of the television reached her ears, Mac followed the noise into the living room. Sitting on the floor, eyes glued to the t.v. screen was her little brother, Ryan. What are you doing up so early?

Putting his finger to his mouth, Ryan pointed to the movie playing on the sceen. Mac smiled slightly as she recognised the scene. It was a foreign film consisting mainly of subtitles, involving a little boy on the quest for a crystal or some such. He had seen it so many times, he didnt even need to read the words on the screen. Since the first time Ryan had seen a movie like this, he had been addicted. It was one of the few traits of hers that had rubbed off on her little brother. It completely disturbed her mother that a five year old little boy would enjoy subtitled foreign films, but Mac felt a sense of satisfaction. As hard as her mother tried to discourage him, Ryan would always end up back to one of these freakball movies. Mac grinned to herself as she thought of all the other freakball things she would introduce to her little brother. As quick as the grin appeared, it was wiped off her face.

In all honesty, those moments never should have belonged to her. He wasnt her bratty baby brother. She wasn't his cool although wierd big sister, Madison Sinclair had that honor.

Would Madison have looked out for Ryan so fiercely? Would she have sat with him patiently, helping him read the subtitles on the screen? Would she have made up bedtime stories of ninjas that hunted dragons or playfully flicked pieces of pancake with him when their parents werent paying attention? Looking down at her little brother, Mac seriously doubted it.

In a rare moment of sibling bliss, Ryan smiled at her and scooted over, offering his bowl of grapes to her in the process. Mac suddenly felt her heart lighten as she moved to sit beside him on the floor. Memories of laughter and tears filled her mind as she looked at the bane of her existence and she knew that given the choice, she wouldnt give this family up. For every harsh word there had been a hug, for every fight there had been a moment of laughter. For every flaw her family had, and there were many, there was also unconditional love. She wondered if Madison felt the same about the Sinclairs.




Groaning, Veronica picked up her pace. It did no good when her pursuer caught up with a growl. I cant believe you took my baby for a joy ride.

Joy ride? All I did was drop Mac off, go to my apartment and pick you and Wallace up for school. Veronica exclaimed, letting the school doors fall shut behind her.

Narrowing his eyes, Logan caught the door before it could hit him. Dont act like you didnt have the time of your life.

Oh yeah, it was a real riot. Veronica muttered sarcasticly, flinging her locker open.

Logan watched students filter through the crowded halls. Eyes widening when he caught sight of an unusual occurrence. You said that Mac and Beav have a thing?

Veronica glared, whispering. Yes! Its supposed to be a secret so keep it down!

With an arched eyebrow, Logan asked. Are you positive?

Rolling her eyes, Veronica spoke. Yes, they really like each other! It was obvious, what with Mac staring at him with googly eyes constantly.

Logan watched Dick glance and wink covertly at Mac who blushed before smiling shyly back at him.

Grinning, Logan said crypticly. Youre right. Her and a certain Casablancas really are into each other.

Throwing Logan a weird look, Veronica continued to sort through her locker.

You really are blind, Veronica. Logan laughed before walking away.

With a bemused frown, Veronica watched Logan walk down the hall.

Checking out your boy? Wallace asked, amused.

Like hell. Turning to face him with a glare, Veronica replied. I was just thinking.

With a grin, Wallace watched her carefully.

What? Veronica asked defensively.

Youre clueless, you know that? Wallace chuckled.

Gaping at her best friend, Veronica struggled for words. What was with people saying that to her today? First Logan and now Wallace. How could they even think such a thing? She was one of the most observant people around. She was P.I, it was her job to notice things that no one else did.

Catching on to his unspoken implication, Veronica shrugged. Were acting. Its just pretend.

Wallace eyed her. Where does the fantasy end and reality begin?

Veronica laughed but couldnt help feeling that there was more than a little truth to that statement.







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A/N: This chapter didnt go at all like I planned. I was actually aiming for angst with Mac but it just came out this way and I didnt have the heart to change it. I just love Ryan and the idea that even though him and Mac arent related, he still has some of her traits. As for the reason I didnt have an V/L kiss in the last chapter, it just wouldnt have worked with future chapters. Okay, my rant is now over.


Also, anyone who is still waiting for OVT&L, I plan on updating soemtime this month and finishing it before April.

A/N: Part 2 should be posted by next Wed/Thurs., earlier if I can manage it. This isnt my fav. chapter but it was needed to explain a few things and to get the fic moving towards homecoming. I know it took me forever to update but everytime I started to write somehow L and V ended up going at it, against the lockers, in the quad, on a deskmy mind was so in the gutter.




Chapter 23 (Part 1)




With a deep, heartfelt sigh, Veronica allowed her head to fall back against the wall. This was the fourth time in less than two hours she had been forced to dash through the closest door in order to avoid Logan. Although it wasnt as hard as she had originally thought it would be, mainly because he seemed to be avoiding her too, it was still a nusaince.

It was kind of worth the inconvenience though, when she was graced with the amusing sight of Logans version of being stealthy, which seemed to be nothing more than knocking other students out of his way as he abruprtly turned the other direction and ran once he spotted her, cursing loudly the entire time.

Glancing out of the classroom, Veronica saw that Logan was nowhere in sight. She could have just saved herself the energy and let Logan continue to make an ass of himself. Still, it was easier for them both if they mutually evaded each other.

Sighing, Veronica thought of the awkwardness that had enveloped them after the announcements. They hadnt spoken since and neither seemed willing to take the first step to change that fact.

Shaking her head slightly, Veronica pushed all thoughts of Logan into the back of her mind. Right now, she had things that needed to be taken care of.

Spotting the person she had been searching for, Veronica made her way across the hall to him. Hey BeaCassidy.

Smiling at her use of his real name, Cassidy nodded. Hey, Veronica.

So, any big plans for homecoming? Veronica asked casually.

Actually, yeah. This freshman from my art class, Beth, asked me to go with her. Cassidy replied, smiling goofily. Shes pretty cool. Were even riding in a limo with all her artsy friends.

Veronica frowned, how could Beaver do this to Mac. He was supposed to be the sensitive Casablancas brother. He should have known that Mac would probably be looking forward to going to homecoming with him or at the very least, that she would be upset about him going with another girl! Given the circumstances, he should have been a little more understanding of Macs feelings. Veronica almost slapped her forehead as she came to a realization. Of course Beaver had a date, he had to keep up the pretense of being single. They had probably planned this whole thing. Veronica grinned at the cleverness of her friends.

Well, I should get going. Veronica smiled. Bye.

Veronica walked down the hall with a thoughtful smile on her face. Just because Mac couldnt go to the dance with Beaver didnt mean she couldnt go at all.

You know, if I were you, I would be worried about how interested this whole school seems to be by your life. Wallace said, moving to lean against a row of lockers.

Smiling, Veronica turned to face him. Why is that?

I swear, these people just get more creative each day. The rumors flying around about why you and Logan are so tired and are now obviously avoiding each other, are totally bizarre and freakishly kinky. Wallace shuddered at the thought of the things people were saying about his best friend and her boyfriend.

Veronica laughed at the disturbed look on her best friends face. Would it help if I told you that half the rumors are probably false?

Eyeing her, Wallace couldnt resist asking. What about the other half?

Way to make a girl blush, Wallace! Veronica gasped.

Wallace shook his head, muttering to himself. Why do I even bother?

Because you love me. Veronica teased. Now if youll excuse me, my dear Wallace, I have things that must be done!

With a smile, Veronica waved to Wallace and approached Mac. Hey.

Whats up? Mac asked, rummaging through her locker.

Nothing, really. Veronica smiled. So, what are you doing tomorrow night?

Not much. Mac sighed, looking up with a confused frown. Why? Arent you going to homecoming?

With a sly smile, Veronica replied. Yes, and so are you.

No, Im not. Mac stated firmly, refusing to let her resolve waver.

Resisting the urge to smile, Veronica almost felt bad for Mac, the poor girl had no idea what she was up against. Veronica knew every trick in the book for getting what she wanted. After all, she had the two best teachers in the world when it came to the art of manipulation, her father and Lilly Kane. Their techniques added in with her own special brand of Veronica charm was a lethal combination.

Oh. Veronica uttered softly. I thought we had become good enough friends to do this kinda stuff with each other.

We are! Mac quickly assured. Ive never gotten the appeal of the whole homecoming thing.

Youve never even been? Everyone should go at least once! Veronica reasoned. I mean, how do you know its not your thing? You might love it!

Mac inwardly cursed herself, knowing she had walked right into this trap. I just dont think its a good idea.

Deciding she wasnt against using a little guilt to get her way, Veronica frowned. I just figured you might be willing to help me by coming along. You know, since I helped you?

Becoming desperate, Mac blurted the first excuse that came to her mind. Veronica, I dont even have a date!

A plan already forming in her head, Veronica persisted. So, if you had a date, you would go?

Frowning, Mac nodded slowly, unsure of which answer would end this unbearable conversation sooner.

Great! Veronica exclaimed. If you have any trouble finding a dress, call Meg Manning. Shes great at that stuff. Without waiting for a reply, Veronica took off down the hall, in search of a date for her friend.

Mac stared at Veronicas retreating form, mouth hanging open slightly. She couldnt believe she had just let Veronica coerce her into going with a complete stranger to homecoming. If that wasnt bad enough, she was going to be sharing a limo with her quasi-boyfriend and the whore that seemed to be permanently attached to him.

Feeling the panic quickly rising within her, Mac slammed her locker shut. She had to find Dick before things managed to get even worse.






Watching a group of Junior boys from across the hall, Veronica cringed. She was really getting desperate if she was even considering these guys for Mac.

Since all the acceptable guys in the school either had dates or opted to skip the dance in favor of actual parties, the list of available guys was quickly dwindling.

Silently berating herself for her possible failure, Veronica began to go over the short list of prospects.

A voice suddenly sounded from behind her, pulling Veronica from her daunting task. Penny for your thoughts.

Just a penny? Veronica turned, brows raised. My thoughts are worth much than that.

Troy smiled. Of that, I have no doubt.

How have you been? Veronica smiled slightly. You pulled a disppearing act for the past few days.

Troy looked down at his feet. Yeah, I figured you might want some space.

That was thoughtful, but completely unnecessary. Veronica sighed. Youre still my friend.

Looking up quickly, Troy met her eyes. I know.

Veronica resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the awkward silence between them. Are you going to homecoming?

Troy nodded. Yeah, with Chloe Stevens.

I guess Ill see you there. Veronica said, glancing around the hall, wishing she could find an excuse to abandon Troy.

A brilliant smile lighting up his face, Troy asked. Save a dance for me?

Ignoring the feeling of unease that washed over her, Veronica agreed. Of course.

Troy opened his mouth to speak but was cut off as Veronica roughly yanked him around the corner.

At the shocked look on Troys face, Veronica hastily explained away her actions. I need to get to class.

Ignoring his dubious look, Veronica continued. I have to talk to my teacher before class starts. Bye.

Veronica waved before making a hasty retreat. She had absolutely no desire to explain to Troy, of all people, that she had been hiding from her boyfriend.

With a thoughtful smirk on his lips, Troy watched Veronica expertly navigate through the crowds, effectively shielding herself from Logans view. Apparently, there was trouble in paradise, and he intended to make sure it stayed that way.

He was Troy Vandergraff and it was common knowledge that a Vandergraff could be sneaky and quite effective in regards to what they wanted.






Dick frowned as he watched Mac barrel down the hall towards him, oblivious of the stares she was receiving. Before curious eyes and busy mouths could connect, Dick pulled her into a nearby classroom.

Shutting the door, Dick turned to face a pacing Mac.

Im going to homecoming with you guys! Mac spoke with feigned enthusiasm. Isnt that the best? Now, I get a close up view of Madison pawing all over you!

Understanding dawning, Dick groaned. Veronica got to you already?

He had thought he would have time to warn Mac before Veronica could ambush her. Obviously, he had been wrong.

You knew about this? Mac cried indignantly. Well, thanks for the warning!

Whos your date? Dick asked, trying to keep her ire off of himself.

I dont know. Mac bit out. Veronicas in charge of that.

Brows furrowed, Dick thought of all the possible guys Veronica could enlist in her plan.

Macs panicked voice pulled him from his thoughts. I dont think I can stomach the idea of you and her together!

You think I like the idea of you going with another guy? Dick retorted. I hate it!

You sure as hell could have fooled me! Mac hissed.

I cant get out of this! Dick angrily ran his fingers through his hair. Believe me, I want to!

Then why dont you? Mac yelled. If you really wanted to, you would!

Becoming frustrated, Dick shouted. If I do, Madison will make it her personal mission to destroy you!

Laughing bitterly, Mac replied. She already hates me! No matter what we do, shes going to go after me!

Thats not true. Dick sighed, tired of fighting with her. If we could get Logan to support us, all the 09ers would follow his lead and accept you. Then Madison would be forced to leave you alone.

Nodding at his logic, Mac asked. Have any idea how we can do this?

Ill figure something out. Dick said softly. I promise.









A/N: Now you can see why it's not my fav. chapter but it's necessary!


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Chapter 24




This is wrong on so many levels! Veronica muttered under her breath, debating the proper way to start the conversation.

Upon hearing Veronica whisper to herself, Mac looked across the table at the grim face of her friend and shuddered. Whatever it was Veronica wanted to say wasnt going to be pleasant. After five minutes of uncomfortable silence, Mac decided to put an end to this prolonged torture. Veronica? What did you want to talk about?

Is there something you want to tell me? Veronica asked, almost casually. Maybe something along the lines of you having a secret affair with the eldest Casablancas brother?

Still holding the slightest bit of hope that she was wrong, Veronica waited nervously for Macs response.

Things are going okay, I guess. Mac answered, missing the undertone of Veronicas words. It would be a lot better without Madison though.

Reigning in the disappointment that she hadnt been wrong in her assumptions, Veronica sighed. Are you sure dating him is a good idea?

Where is this coming from? Mac asked, confusion written on her face. Youve been nothing but supportive since the beginning.

Sighing, Veronica decided to hold onto her pride and breeze over her little misinterpretation of their previous conversations. Im just worried.

You dont need to. Macs face softened. He does the sweetest things just to make me smile. Ive never felt this way about anyone before.

Blushing, Mac realized she sounded like a love sick school girl.

Veronica sat still, gaping at her friend. Seriously? Dick Casablancas?

My parents even love him, although I think my dad just likes the fact that we havent even kissed yet.

In a rare moment of weakness, Mac had found herself confiding this very fact to her mother when her father had walked in the room, overjoyed that his little girls virtue was not being threatened.

Knowing that her argument that Dick was only after sex was now out of the question, Veronica stared at her friend, completely baffled. Were they even talking about the same person? Frowning, Veronica tried to picture a sweet, considerate version of Dick Casablancas, instead her mind kept conjuring images of the jackass that seemed to follow Logan around like a puppy. It was insane to even think of Mac and Dick as friends much less a couple. How was it even possible that somone as smart and clever as Mac could fall for someone as shallow and brain dead as Dick?

My head hurts. Veronica complained, rubbing her temples while wondering what she was supposed to do about this entire situation.







Tears threatened to fall as the once vibrant girls laughter filled the night air. Crazy antics of teenage youth played across the large screen.

Smiling a watery smile, Veronica watched her best friend moon a passing car, much to the delight of the audience. When a warm hand engulfed hers, squeezing slightly, Veronica glanced to her side, seeing Logan in his own battle against oncoming tears.

Veronica looked around and smiled at all the people who had come to honor the memory of Lilly. As Veronicas eyes scanned the crowd, her gaze collided with Duncans. Suddenly his eyes flashed, making his whole face come to life. As quickly as it had appeared, it was gone, leaving Veronica confused as to what she had just seen. Taking a step forward, Veronica searched his face for any trace of that spark she had seen a moment ago. Doubt began creeping into Veronicas mind as she studied his once again dull eyes. The thought that she had imagined the whole thing passed through her mind, it could have just been a trick of the light added with the air of nostalgia, but she shrugged it off. She didnt think her mind would ever allow her to become that delusional.

She would have loved it. Logan whispered gently in Veronicas ear, pulling her from thoughts of Duncan. Veronica laughed, knowing he was right.

With one last glance at the Kane family, Veronica grabbed hold of Logans hand, making her way towards the parking lot, Logan trailing slightly behind her.

Glancing back over her shoulder, Veronica spoke. By the way, my dad wants to have a little talk with you before the dance.

Relishing the panic that filled Logans eyes, Veronica laughed delightedly.





With a hard glare, Troy watched Veronica lead Logan through the diminishing crowd, the pair lost in their own little world. It shocked him that they could overlook all the suffering they had put each other through. It wasnt more than two weeks ago that the battle lines had been clearly drawn and now they were fast becoming one of those sickeningly glued at the hip couples.

Huffing to himself, Troy looked to his side and realized he wasnt the only one watching the happy couple. Grinning, a plan began forming in his mind.

Duncan? Troy asked, schooling his features into concern.

A chill passed down his spine as his eyes met the dead, listless ones of Duncan. Can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure. Duncan smiled dimly. Whats up?






Logan wiped his sweaty palms against his dark suit, waiting anxiously for the door to open. Rolling his eyes as he realized this was the second time in less than 24 hours he had been in this same position, Logan took a deep, calming breath.

Keith Mars swung the front door open and critically eyed his daughters date for the evening. Logan, come in.

With a hesitant step, Logan slowly entered the small apartment, feeling as though he had just walked into the Lions den.

With an intensity only a father of a teenage girl could have, Keith watched Logan shift nervously, allowing the tension in the room to escalate.

Logan gulped, watching Mr. Mars slowly approach him, grace in his every movement. The vision of a Lion stalking its prey quickly flashed through Logans mind. It was shocking that a short bald man who was good humored most of the time could be so intimidating. Sit.

Nodding, Logan plopped down onto the couch behind him, avoiding any unnecassary eye contact. Silently praying that he would survive his talk with the eldest Mars, Logan waited for the first question.

Moving into sheriff mode, Keith began his line of questioning. Where are you taking my daughter tonight?

The dance? Logan answered, curing himself when it came out more like a question.

Keith nodded, keeping his firm gaze on the boy seated in front of him. After the dance?

Racking his brain for the correct response, Logan spoke. Straight back here?

Feeling the tension in his chest ease when Keith nodded approvingly, Logan smiled.

Deciding to have a little more fun with Logan, Keith began a series of questions. Where is the dance? When is Veronicas curfew? Who are you going with? Whos driving?

Logan listened to rapid fire questioning, waiting for his opportunity to answer.

Once Mr. Mars closed his mouth, Logan promptly answered. At the school. 1am. Dick, Wallace, Mac and their dates. We rented a limo.

Smirking to himself, Logan inwardly patted himself on the back at the impressed look that briefly crossed Keiths face.

Anything else you want to say? Keith asked.

Uhh Logan floundered for words, unsure of what Mr. Mars wanted to hear.

As Mr. Mars tapped his foot, Logan began to panic, blurting the first thing that came to his mind. Sex!

At the startled look on the older mans face, Logan elaborated. There will be no sex, drugs, or alcohol!

Calculating the sincerity in Logans words, Keith nodded, assured that his daughter would be in safe hands for the evening.

Im glad we both agree on how this evening will go. Keith said, satisfied with the answers he had received.

Logan gave a sigh of relief, grateful his interrogation with Mr. Mars was over.

Smiling pleasantly, Keith leaned against the wall. Logan frowned, recognising the stance as one of the infamous moves Keith had used during his time as sheriff, right before he would cleverly crack the unsuspecting criminal.

Oh, and Logan, you will not be sharing a bed with my daughter ever again, do you understand? If I ever hear otherwise or even suspect it, I can assure you, theyll never find a body. Keith said seriously. Logan gulped, having no doubt the older man would succeed in carrying out his threat and getting away with it too. Also, from now on, make sure to keep your pants on at all times around my daughter. I would hate to find them again.

Logan choked, doubling over in a coughing fit as his throat began to close, his eyes watering.

Pleased with himself on scaring the boy so thoroughly, Keith happily called out to his daughter. Sweetie, you ready yet?

In a minute. Veronicas voice sounded from her bedroom.

The sound of a door opening caught Logans attention, making him jerk to attention while casually wiping the moisture from his eyes. Logans mouth went dry as Veronica entered the room. His eyes sowly trailed up her lithe body, encased in a tight, flowing red dress. A cough pulled him from the lecherous thoughts taking over his mind. Looking up, Logans eyes clashed with the cold hard stare of Mr. Mars. Taking pity on her nervous and oddly watery eyed date, Veronica grabbed Logans hand, pulling him out the front door.

Bye dad. Veronica chirped. Be good!

Hey, thats my line! Keith called out after them.

Quickly ushering Veronica into the limo, Logan signaled for the chauffeur to start the engine, eager to be away from the prying eyes of Keith Mars.

How did the talk with my dad go? Veronica asked curiously, looking around the interior of the extravagant limo.

Veronica laughed at the pained expression on Logans face. It couldnt have been that bad.

V, you have no idea how scary your dad can be when he wants. Wallace pointed out with a chuckle. Six nodds of agreement confirmed his statement.






Flashes of light blinded Veronica as the front door opened. Say cheese! A cheery feminine voice chirped. Before Veronica could find her bearings, a hand grabbed her arm and yanked her away from the chaos.

Theyre a little excited. Mac explained, smiling at what a total understatement that was.

Her household had been in an uproar since the moment she had tonelessly announced her plans of going to Homecoming. Macs mother had instantly sprung to action, gathering everything necessary to fix her hair and make up while chattering about the nice boy who had swept her baby girl off her feet. Since her mother had been thrilled with the idea of Dick being her date, Mac didnt have the heart to correct her assumptions.

Although her father had been just as excited as her mother, he had been slightly disturbed by the idea of his daughter going out with a boy. Earlier that evening, Mac watched her father slide a small container of mace into her small clutch purse, saying sternly. No means no.

Glancing over her shoulder, Mac laughed at the sight of her father standing proudly beside her misty eyed mother on the porch, both waving enthusiastically. Smiling, Mac began to make her way to where Veronica had joined Georgia on the side walk.

Stopping mid stride, Mac self consciously smoothed down the navy blue silk of her dress, running her hands over the material gently. After many reassurances from Meg that it was the perfect dress, Mac felt a confidence she didnt know she had flow through her.

It had taken hours at the mall with Meg Manning to find a dress that captured her attention but she felt assured it had been worth the effort. Mac resisted the urge to play with her hair which cascaded down her back in gentle waves, brushing softly against her shoulders. She had never felt so girly before in her life and was a little suprised by the fact that she didnt entirely hate it.

Although, she did hate that she was achingly aware of the fact that she would be in competition with Madison tonight, even if Dick didnt seem to realize it. She was prepared to hold her own against her bitter rival.

Taking a confident step towards the limo, Mac felt her step falter as she took in the sight of Georgia dressed in a purple taffeta dress, doubts began creeping into her mind, second guessing whether she should have gotten one of the pink frlly dresses Meg had suggested instead of the dark elegant dress she now wore.

When Veronica saw doubt flash across Macs features, she rushed towards her. You look great.

Linking their arms together, they slowly made their way to the limo.

Your mystery date awaits. Veronica whispered with a smile.

At Macs look of panic, Veronica laughed.

Tonight is going to be amazing. She promised. I guarantee it.

Hiding her skepticism, Mac held her breath as the limo door opened, revealing her date. Youve got to be kidding me!







Give it to me-
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A/N: Heres the next part, hope you all enjoy it! Also, all Madison parts are integral to the story, sorry about that! Im aware that Duncan doesnt have brown eyes but in this fic he does. I feel like it adds some intensity to his character.

Im sad to say that this fic only has a few more chapters left. Im not quite sure how many, but Im thinking no more than four. I could probably make it last another ten chapters but I hate when writers drag the story past its initial premise and make up a heap of new problems just because they refuse to end it. That said, Ive already decided on the end of this fic and its on its way.




Chapter 25 (Part 2)








Walking away from the booming music, Meg turned the corner while searching for the face she adored. Her step faltered when she spotted two familiar figures whispering heatedly in the abandoned hall. Hoping to slip away unnoticed, Meg took a step back, keeping her wide eyes glued to the pair.

Suddenly, silence filled the hall as the argument was cut off abruptly, two pairs of eyes settling on the intruder.

In an attempt to act casual, Meg plastered a bright smile to her face. Ignoring the trickle of unease sliding down her spine, she returned to her previous concern. Have either of you seen Cole?

No, but Im sure he wouldnt leave a beauty such as yourself alone for long. Troy charmed, winking for emphasis.

Meg smiled uncomfortably at the flattery while turning to Troys silent counterpart for confirmation that Cole had not been seen recently.

Looking into the chocolate brown eyes boring into her own, Meg unconsciously took a step back at the frightening intensity shining through. Mumbling a hasty excuse, she quickly turned on her heel and walked down the hall, pausing when the conversation resumed, the hushed words reaching her ears.

Shuddering at the cool, calculated tones filling the dark hall, Meg silently prayed that fate would find a way to keep Logan and Veronica far away from the sinister workings of the two over privileged boys.







When the sleek limo pulled to a stop, five confused faces glanced at each other questioningly, each wondering where it was they had ended up.

Staring out the window, Madison broke the silence. Where the hell are we?

Somewhere along the PCH strip. Veronica answered dismissively. Were here to take pictures.

What idiot came up with this idea? Madison demanded, huffing loudly.

Sensing another angry rant about to begin, Logan quickly intervened. My dad did, he thought the beach would make a great background.

At the mention of the famous Aaron Echolls, Madison sent a simpering smile to Logan. Thats a great idea! Hes such a smart man!

Yeah, he figured it would be good press. Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Logan continued. Remind everyone hes a family man.

Madisons eyes sparkled at the mention of possible media coverage. With barely contained glee, she swung the door open and hopped out, not bothering to check if anyone was following her.

Sharing a secretive grin with Veronica, Corney climbed over Mac and Dick in his haste to be by Madisons side.

Before anyone else could make a move to exit the limo, Dick slammed the door shut and shouted for the chauffeur to hit the gas.






Madison looked on in muted horror as the limo started up with a screech and raced down the winding road, leaving two of its passengers alone on the deserted stretch of highway. A cold chill swept across her body as realization began to set in that Dick, the guy she had been dating on and off for years, had ruthlessly betrayed her.

Watching the lights of the sleek limo fade into the distance, Madison let out a frustrated scream.

Dont say a word to me. Madison hissed. Ill just call my dad to pick me up.

Sticking her hand into her small purse, Madison quickly riffled through it only to come up empty handed. With wide eyes, she recalled Veronica casually admiring her phone only minutes earlier.

Looking at the goofy grin on the only other peson within miles of herself, Madison threw her purse to the ground, cursing herself for falling for such a stupid ploy, cursing all the limos occupants, but most of all cursing Veronica Mars and Dick Casablancas.








Laughter resonated through the spacious limo as everyone embraced the now relaxed atmosphere.

Catching Dicks eye, Veronica nodded approvingly as they shared a look of accomplishment. Gratitude pouring off him in waves, Dick mouthed a silent thank you in her direction.

Fingering the expensive phone in her hands, Veronica glanced at Logan. I have to say, Echolls, I almost believed that little story of yours.

Grinning smugly, Logan leaned back. I am a man of many talents.

Yeah, lying being on the top of that list. Veronica teased, tossing the phone into Madisons empty seat.

Hey, dont bash my natural abilities! I dont belittle that head tilt thing you do! Logan argued.





Smiling tightly at the couples antics, Dick watched Mac from the corner of his eye, wondering what was going on in that whirlwind mind of hers.

Letting go of the breath she had been holding since the start of the awkward ride, Mac felt the tension that had taken residence in her chest fade away.

She had never considered the possibility that Dick would somehow find a way to keep his promise and fix everything. Yet he had, even though he knew he would incur the wrath of Madison Sinclair for his treachery.

Sending an adoring smile to Dick, Mac allowed herself to forget the painful reality that would crash into them on Monday and enjoyed the moment.





I swear if you dont shut the fuck up this moment, Im going to make you! Madison threatened her over talkative companion.

Holding her heels in one hand while stomping through the sand, Madison was far past her boiling point. The only problem was that nothing seemed to faze the stoner walking by her side. He insisted on blathering away the entire time they had been abandoned. Reaching the end of her sanity, Madison decided she was going to to get rid of this nuisance, even if it meant someone was going to get hurt.

Woah, youre hot when youre pissed. Corney grinned, completely ignorant of the anger aimed in his direction.

As Madison was contemplating which act of violence would silence Corney the fastest, the low hum of a motorcycle making its way closer could be heard.

Biting her lower lip anxiously, Madison looked into the distance, hoping it wasnt the PCH bikers.

Sighing in relief as only one motorcycle made its way into her line of vision, Madison continued walking, Corney happily following behind her.

When the biker stopped a few feet ahead of them, Corney and Madison shared an apprehensive look and walked forward cautiously, wary of the newcomer.

Quick efficient hands pulled off the shiny black helmet, revealing the smirking face of Weevil Navarro. Gracefully hopping off his bike, he chuckled at the open hostility rolling off the pair in waves.

Ignoring the glaring boy standing protectively by her side, Weevil let his eyes roam over the spoiled 09er.

Now what in the world is an 09er princess like you doing with this stoner? Weevil mocked, leaning casually against his bike. In the bad part of town no less. Princess trying to live dangerously?

I dont talk to the help. Madison sniped. Unless I want something, of course.

And here I was going to offer my uptight lab partner a ride. Weevil replied, unaffected by her words.

Like I would ever get on that thing. Madison sneered, eyeing the shiny chunk of metal distastefully.

Opening his mouth to defend his prized possession, Weevils eyes grew wide as a voice sounded behind him. Well, what do we have here?

The three teenagers turned, shock apparent in their jerky movements.








Meg scanned the crowd, panicked. She had to find Veronica before Troy did something everyone would regret. Catching sight of Veronica laughing at something Logan was saying as he helped her out of a long sleek limo, she hiked up her fluffy pink dress and ran.

Veronica looked up and spotted Meg rushing towards her, seeing the worried expression on Megs face, her heart dropped.

Grabbing Veronicas hand, Meg yanked her away from Logans curious stare.

Leave. Meg panted once they were out of Logans hearing range.

Veronica frowned. Excuse me?

Ill explain everything later, just go. Meg insisted, pushing Veronica back to the limo.

Debating whether or not to postpone the inevitable interrogation of the perky blonde, Veronica sighed.

Knowing that patience wasnt her friends strong suit, Meg added. Ill call you later and explain. Just go.

With a reluctant nod, Veronica glanced at Logan talking animatedly with Casey, Luke and Cole, wondering how she was going to explain such a hasty departure to her date.

I want the full story. Veronica reminded Meg, turning in time to see Duncan striding purposefully toward Logan.

D.K! Grinning at his friend, Logan called out happily. I didnt think you were coming tonight.

Change of plans. Duncan replied flatly.

Clapping his hand on his best friends shoulder, Logan chuckled. Celeste forced you to come, huh?

With a strained smile, Duncan shrugged, effectively forcing Logans hand to drop away.

Smiling as she joined the group of boys, Veronica laid her hand on Logans chest and whispered softly into his ear.

Visibly flinching at the intimate contact between the couple, Duncan suddenly leapt at Logan.

Quickly pushing Veronica out of range of any rogue limbs, Logan attempted to duck the fist being aimed at his nose. Instead of the punch landing on its intended target, knuckles clipped Logans eyebrow causing his body to stumble backwards.

When Duncan moved to pounce on the unsteady 09er king he found himself pinned between two boys, their arms locked around his waist, holding him back.

After regaining his balance, Logan wiped the blood from his eyebrow. About to taunt Duncans poor fighting skills, Logan snapped his mouth shut as he registered the pure rage simmering in the dark brown eyes.

Mouth agape, Veronica watched in stunned silence as Luke and Casey struggled to keep a hold of an angry Duncan. The sight of Vice Principal Clemmons jogging towards the disturbance pulled her from her shock.

Looking around her, Veronica found herself thankful for the cover that the large crowd provided.

Catching Caseys attention, Veronica motioned meaningfully with her head in the direction of the approaching Vice Principal. Nodding in comprehension, Casey began to haul Duncan away from the authority figure to the dark parking lot with the aid of Luke and Cole.

Pulling Logan by the arm, Veronica shoved her way through the gawking crowd and threw open the limo door. Unceremoniously pushing Logan in, Veronica followed closely behind.






Watching the chaotic scene with barely contained fury, Troy slammed his fist against a nearby car. His plans for Logan were now irreparably damaged, all because Duncan couldnt manage to keep his cool for two minutes. The only thing Duncan had to do was lead the arrogant prick away from Veronica and Troy had guaranteed he would take care of the rest. Now, all his careful planning had gone to waste.






Wrapping his large hand around Macs delicate fingers, Dick pulled her away from the various groups of excited teenagers mingling outside. When they reached the edge of the parking lot he stopped, looking down at her with hooded eyes.

Before Mac could open her mouth to question him, the sight of a large crowd gathering nearby caught her attention.

Upon further inspection, Mac realized a fight seemed to be taking place. Unsurprisingly, her friend appeared to be in the middle of the growing commotion.

Tearing her gaze away from the group of students, Mac looked into Dicks frowning face.

Dick, whats wrong? She asked, concerned.

At his somber expression, Mac realized Dick had barely spoken a handful of words the entire evening.










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A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update, but my computer was stupid and lost all of ch. 27 so I had to rewrite it. Moral of the story: Do not let you boyfriend install improvements in your already functioning laptop.

Since it would have been another week or two for me to post this if I didnt split the chapter into two parts I decided just to do it so you guys wouldnt have to wait any longer. Hope you guys enjoy.


Chapter 27- Part 1



Loud music mingled with teenage laughter, drifting into the cool night, achingly reminding the silent couple of the happiness such a night was intended to bring. Instead, they were standing in a dark parking lot, both overly aware of the painful conversation that was in progress.

Barely registering the noise of her happy classmates, Mac stared speechlessly at the ground. Dicks words still ringing in her ears.

We cant be together.

It felt as though time had stopped. All that existed was her and the solemn man standing before her watery eyes.

Sheer panic built up inside of her chest before denial overcame it. They couldnt end this already. It had barely even begun. He hadnt given them a real chance to explore whatever it was that had developed between them.

As Macs mind fervently tried to process what was happening, Dicks other words finally made their way into her thoughts, clearing the haze of confusion from her head.

Im not the kind of guy you should be with!

His words caused something to click inside of her, finally allowing her to understand what was going on in Dicks mind. All of this was about his insecurities that someone like her could ever fall for a guy like him. He thought that she was too good for him because of their obvious differences.

How could he truly believe such a thing?

Fierce defiance bubbled up inside Macs chest. She wasnt going to allow him to end this thing, just because of a few insecurities and fears. And Mac had no doubt thats what this whole conversation was really about; his fear of messing up, of making her hate him.

Deep down Mac knew that given the chance, they could be amazing together. The proof of that had been in the long awaited moments when it was just the two of them. Without the rest of the worlds expectations pressing in on them, they had been able to be themselves. It was almost shocking at how great they were together. Her strengths complimented his weaknesses and vice versa. It was as if they were made for each other, a perfect match. She just had to make him see that.

You dont mean this. Mac said, desperation tinging her words.

Its better this way. Dick said softly, refusing to meet her eyes. Trust me.

Suddenly anger replaced all the denial and hurt she had been feeling. How dare he tell her what was good for her-especially if it didnt include him.

So, what? Were just going to pretend this never happened? Youre going to go back to Madison and Im going to go back to ignoring the world? Im just supposed to act like I dont even know you? Mac shouted, the words leaving a bitter taste in her mouth.

Yes. Dick answered gruffly.

Determination filled Mac until it felt as though it was pouring off her in waves. If Dick refused to fight for them, for everything they could be, then she would have to do it. No.

Startled by her firm refusal, Dick met her eyes.

Mac He began imploringly.

No. Mac stated louder. Im not giving up on us.

Trying to reason with her, Dick said. It has to be this way.

Why?

It just does. Dick gritted out.

You want to end us on the grounds of it just does? Mac asked, incredulous. Sorry, but thats not good enough for me.

Fine, you want an answer? Frustrated at her refusal to accept his decision, Dick gave in. Because no matter how hard I try not to, Im going to end up hurting you!

Dick, thats not true. Mac protested.

Stop being so naive. Dick sneered. How long do you think its going to be before I cheat on you?

You wouldnt let that happen. Mac stated with conviction.

Laughing mirthlessly, Dick spoke. Obviously, you dont know me that well.

Flinching, Mac took a deep breath before responding. I think I do and that freaks you out.

Angry, Dick did the only thing he could think of, he lashed out. You think you know me so well? Fine, do you know how many times I cheated on Madison? How about the number of girls I fucked and never called after, even though I swore I would?

He doesnt really mean it, Mac repeated to herself. Those five little words were quickly becoming a silent mantra in her head.

Im not going to hold your past against you. Mac assured him.

What about when I screw up in the future? Dick sneered. Are you going to forgive me then?

How do you know youre going to scew up? Just because you did in the past doesnt mean you will in the future. People change, Dick! Since meeting you Ive changed. Never in my life have I carried on a secret affair or gone to a school dance. Hesitating slightly, Mac added softly. Or felt this way about anyone.

Instead of the desired effect Mac had been hoping for, Dick had the opposite reaction to her words. If it was possible, he seemed more agitated than before. Thats what Im trying to avoid!

Raking his hand through his hair roughly, Dick continued.

Barely even two weeks of knowing me has already changed you. Think about how youre going to be three months from now. Im only going to end up turning you into an angry bitch whos bitter at the world! If you dont believe me, just look at Madison! Dick shouted. She wasnt always that way. I made her like that!

Rolling her eyes, Mac decided his guilt trip was getting old fast.

How stupid can you get? Mac hissed. You two started dating-what, in eighth grade?

Before Dick could answer, Mac charged on. Everyones different than they were at that age. Hell, Id be scared if they werent!

Mac. Dick said tiredly. Youre missing the point.

Which is? Mac asked, refusing to let him take the easy way out of this conversation.

This thing between us is over.

Hearing him once again dub what was between them a thing made Macs temper boil.

So help me god if you call us a thing one more time I am going to hurt you! Mac screeched. Its called a relationship!

Fighting back the tears that threatened to fall, Mac waited impatiently for his response.

There is no relationship. Dick whispered. Not anymore.

This cant be over. Mac whispered shakily, a single tear slipping from her eye.

Unable to watch her cry, Dick turned his back to her.

Then how come it is? Dick asked, defeated.







From the corner of her eye, Veronica watched Logan as he tilted his face towards the cool ocean breeze. She smiled sadly at the content look on his face, knowing her next words would make that rare calmness vanish in an instant.

Inwardly cursing her hesitation, Veronica bit her lip.

She had always known it was inevitable for this moment to come. Honestly, she had dreamed of the day when she could state with gleeful conviction that their charade was over. Only now, there was no satisfaction in the words she forced herself to say. I guess our plan worked.

Watching Logans now blank face for any reaction, Veronica continued softly. It looks like Duncans back to his old self.

It was true, Duncan was back. Their plan had worked.

Bile rose in Logans throat as he thought of just what that truly meant. Their relationship was no longer needed. Tonight, they would figure out a way to gracefully and believably terminate their couple status. Then, they would be free to go their separate ways.

It was what they had both wanted from day one.

Logan painfully allowed himself to wonder how long it would take for Troy to hear the happy news. Maybe Veronica would tell the little bastard herself once she got home. The sniveling little prick would undoubtedly jump at the chance to be with her.

Logans fist clenched as he thought of Veronica walking into school Monday attached to Vandergraffs arm. There was no doubt that it would happen. After all, it was what she had said she would do from the beginning.

As for him, Logan decided he would spend his free time basking in the success of his scheme while making sure that his best friend didnt revert back to his zombie-like ways. He would also have to accept one of the numerous offers from any of various girls around school. It wouldnt do to allow the school to think he was pining over Veronica Mars- even if it was the truth.

Questions plagued his mind of how he was supposed to treat Veronica after their break-up. Would he be expected to call her a whore and insult her mother? Were things going to go back to the way they had been simply by default?

Pushing the complicated questions away from his mind, Logan frowned and shook his head at his reaction to the words he been praying to hear for so long. He had thought when this moment came, he would be celebrating. Instead, his temple stung and the only thing on his mind was the small blonde standing by his side, studying his face intently.

How do you want to do this? Logan choked out around the lump in his throat.

When Veronica merely looked out at the crashing waves, he sighed in resignation.

We should probably figure out a way to break this- Logan moved his hand in a jerky wave between them. -off, huh?

She had been expecting him to say something along those lines, Logan could be fairly predictable at times. The only thing that was a complete surprise to her was the sharp stab of despair in her chest.

Judging by the dread written across his face and the sorrow in his eyes, Veronica knew Logan felt the same way.

Probably. Veronica agreed. Taking a deep breath, she made a quick decision before continuing. Still, where would the fun be in that

Watching her with guarded eyes, Logan motioned for her to continue.

I mean, just think of all the other people we could piss off if we stayed together. At Logans questioning and disbelieving look, Veronica sent him a cheeky grin. Are you really willing to give that up?

Biting her lip nervously, Veronica waited for his answer, hoping her assumptions about his feelings had been correct.

Skepticism battled against hope in Logans head. He had never even considered the possibility that Veronica would decide to be with him. It seemed to good to be true, which in his life usually meant that it was. Still, even as pessimistic thoughts flooded his mind he couldnt help the spark of joy that was slowly filling his heart.

Without conscious thought, Logan stepped closer to Veronica. Relief and warmth filled Veronica as she felt strong arms wrap tightly around her waist, holding her against a muscular chest. Burying her nose in his neck, Veronica inhaled the unique scent of spicy cologne and earthiness that could only ever belong to Logan.

The feeling of Veronica snuggling against his chest made Logans heart soar. Closing his eyes, Logan allowed himself a moment to savor the feeling of comfort surrounding them. It had been so long since anyone had held onto him with such a soothing trust.

In all the scenarios Veronica had imagined for tonight, hugging Logan Echolls on a moonlight beach was not one of them.

Logan forced his eyes open when Veronica pulled away slightly. Reigning in the overwhelming urge to pull her comforting presence back into his arms, Logan slowly retracted his arms from around her.

Meeting her eyes, Logan gently took her hand in his, an amused chuckle escaping his lips.

So Veronica grinned, glancing down at their adjoined hands. What now?

Not bothering to answer her, Logan smiled and put his hand in his pocket, pulling out his cell phone. Raising her eyebrow, Veronica waited curiously as Logan turned away and began whispering into the phone. Snapping it shut with a loud click, Logan turned to her, a satisfied air surrounding him.

Puzzled by his behavior, Veronica asked. Well?

Bouncing on the balls of his feet, Logan practically giggled. Ive got a surprise.

Veronica smiled in amusement at the twinkle in his eyes. It was clear to her that Logan was ready to burst with suppressed excitement.

When he didnt elaborate, Veronica opened her mouth to question him. Reading the hint of confusion in her eyes, Logan spoke before she could.

Wait for it Logan held up his finger, indicating it would only be a moment before something happened. wait for it.

As if on cue, the soft tones of Savage Garden reached her ears. Realizing that the song was none other than Truly, Madly, Deeply, Veronica gaped at Logan in astonishment.

Looking into her awe-struck eyes, Logan stated. Now it really is our song.

Opening and closing her mouth, Veronica couldnt find words to express just how much the gesture meant to her.

I have to warn you though, Logan stated firmly. I refuse to cry.

Laughing, Veronica mock pouted. Spoil-sport.

Grinning, Logan held his hand out. Dance with me?

Without any hesitation, Veronica placed her hand in his, allowing herself to be gently pulled into the confines of Logans arms.

The rhythmic sound of the crashing waves blended with the soft music in perfect harmony, adding to the already intimate feel of the night.

Swaying gently to the music, Veronica couldnt suppress the girly sigh that escaped her lips. She was positive tonight would forever be classified as one of the most romantic nights of her life.





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A/N: I said awhile back that this fic is coming to an end and its almost that time. After part 2 of Ch. 28, theres only chapter left. Just thought I should get everyone a heads up.

Chapter 28 part 1


Floundering for words, Dicks mouth opened and closed uselessly as Mac pierced him with glassy eyes, anger simmering in the dark pools.

Well? Mac demanded, impatiently awaiting his answer. Was it?

At Dicks hesitant look, she continued. Obviously, I didnt mean that much if you can just watch me walk away so easily. So I want to know if this- us, was just a game? A way to pass the time and amuse yourself.

Dont- dont think that. Ive never- Dick broke off and grabbed her hand, squeezing it gently. I care about you.

For a moment it had almost felt as though Dick was going to trust her with his true feelings, then he seemed to retreat into safer territory. Shaking her head in frustration, Mac gritted her teeth. Then why? If you care about me so much, why?

"Please." He whispered, his eyes silently begging for her understanding. Moving slowly to Mac, Dick cupped her cheek, his heart breaking when she pulled away.

No. I want- Mac spoke softly, shaking her head. Seeing Dicks reslove falter, she tredged on. -need to know!

With wide eyes, Dick stared at the pleading expression on Macs face, resisting the urge to turn and hide from her.

Focusing his gaze on the ground, his voice so soft Mac had to strain to hear it, Dick whispered. I can never be what you want me to be.

Suddenly, Mac felt lightheaded, his uncharacteristic vulnerability making her heart ache; clearing the fog of anger and hurt from her mind while she rapidly processed the meaning behind his words.

This entire time she had assumed Dick was being motivated by his many insecurities over their relationship; that he had decided she was too good for him after he had compared his less than savory misdeeds of the past to her relatively innocent lifestyle.

Mac sighed as she finally saw every arguement he had made tonight for what it actually was. His firm belief that he would end up hurting her and his insistence to take all the blame for his disfunctional relationship with Madison was simply one thing; an excuse. A way for him to walk away intact before he began to depend on her, before he became attached to her mere prescence- if he wasnt already. Judging by the soft looks he had been giving her from their first meeting, Mac doubted he was so lucky.

Cupping his face in her hand, Mac forced him to look at her and was surprised she hadnt noticed earlier the abject fear clearly displayed in his eyes. Speaking softly, Mac asked him curiously. What is it that I want you to be?

Shrugging, Dick sighed. Im not sure yet, but I know I cant be it.

Frowning, Mac let her hands drop from his face. When have I ever tried to change you?

Shrugging her question away, Dick mumbled incoherently. He couldnt bring himself to look into her shining eyes, knowing that the softness he would find there would soon enough be replaced by nothing more than disappointment.

It was how it had always been.

Those he loved most inevitably expected something from him, only to be hit with the harsh truth that he could never live up to their expectations. Dick felt his stomach turn as he remembered all the looks of regret and disappointment his family had sent him throughout the years.

He could still remember the first time he hadnt been around to be the protective big brother he was meant to be for Cassidy. As the blood from his little brothers bloody nose mingled with fresh tears, Dick had been filled with shame and regret. He had vowed to never let it happen again but was stunned silent by the look of cold acceptance in the younger boys eyes.

The same look had filled his mothers eyes on numerous occasions. She hadnt been able to handle her hopes being dashed by both of her sons on a daily basis. They never seemed to live up to the dream she carried in her heart. Finally, she stopped caring and left them for a carefree existence with her European lover.

Richard Casablancas, also known to his friends as Big Dick, was the only one who hadnt given up hope. Instead, he had pushed harder, his expectations growing larger with each day that passed. The daily demands for perfection from his oldest son turning into a source of despair for both of his sons alike.

As if she understood every thought running rampant through his mind, Mac spoke firmly. I fell for you, not who I thought you could be.

Heart pounding loudly in his ears, his blood pumping wildly through his veins, Dicks head jerked up to meet Macs reassuring smile.






Laughing uncontrollably, Veronica sprinted across the breaking waves, her rapidly moving feet splashing through the salty water. Logan lengthened his stride, hoping to catch the evasive blonde, ignoring the flying water that was bound to ruin his expensive tux. This was a battle he was determined to win, one she had started by poking him in the stomach and skeptically commenting on his stamina. If there was one thing Logan Echolls refused to tolerate, it was his impressive stamina being called into question.

Sensing that she was tiring, Logan grinned wolfishly and picked up his pace, diminishing the distance between them with each passing second.

Thowing a calculating glance over her shoulder, Veronica saw her pursuer was quickly gaining ground and swirved suddenly, narrowly dodging the grasping arms aiming for her waist.

Veronica delighted in the playful chase, it had been so long since they had truly been able to be themselves around one another without outside forces encroaching upon them. Frowning slightly, she wondered if they had ever truly been without outside factors weighing in on their relationship. As memories of Lilly and Duncan filled her mind, Veronica realized they had never actually had time alone with one another without a Kane sibling as a buffer.

With a low growl, Logan suddenly jumped forward, using his opponents surprise against her. Squealing when the strong arms wrapped around her, Veronica playfully swatted at the lean body behind her. When his fingers began to make their way down her side, eliciting reluctant giggles to escape her throat, Veronica began to struggle in earnest; knowing what her fate held.

Logan chuckled at Veronicas overly dramatic reaction, his questing fingers finding the sensitive spots just above her hip bones with an accurancy only a longtime friend could achieve.

Years ago, it had been common knowledege that Veronica Mars was not ticklish in the least- until Logan had determindly found the spot that could render the small blonde into a complete ball of hysterical nerves.

Once Logan had found her weakness, his free time had been spent gleefully sneaking up on his unsuspecting victim and tickling her sensless, much to her obvious displeasure. Their little game of cat and mouse would usually continue until one of the Kane siblings good naturedly interviened, allowing Veronica the chance to escape before childishly sticking her tongue out at the smirking boy.

Veronica huffed breathlessly and tried to squirm free of the tight arms, all the while cursing the chuckling form holding her captive.

Logan knew how much she despised being tickled which undoubtably was where the appeal stemmed from.

Resisting the urge to cause some serious bodily harm to the boy behind her, Veronica twisted sharply in his arms, yaking herself from his embrace. Using his surprise to her advantage, Veronica sprinted down the beach before he could make another grab for her.

Following her, Logan laughed when she cautiously stepped away from him.Trying her best to level the smug boy with her fiercest glare, Veronica wiped the sweat from her brow. Even in the cool night she could feel the heat radiating off her body from her previous exertion.

I..need tobreathe Veronica panted, gasping through breathless giggles. and cooldown.

Logan grinned mischievously, his eyes flicking meaningfully to the large expanse of water beside them. I have the perfect idea.

Not gonna happen. Veronica followed his gaze, shaking her head. I dont know about you, but I dont just carry my bathing suit around with me.

Letting his eyes trail down her silk encased body, Logan smirked. Who said anything about bathing suits?

Holding in a gasp, Veronica turned to look at him, shock written across her face as she placed a hand to her heart.

Are you suggesting we go swimming in our underware? She asked, scandalized.

Praying he hadnt ruined the romantic night by moving their relationship too fast, Logan quickly backpeddled. No! Of course not...

When Veronica merely shrugged in response to his hasty denials, Logan let out a sigh of relief, thankful she hadnt caught on to the true meaning of his words. In all honesty, he hadnt been implying going swimming in their underware, he had been picturing a scenario with far less clothing.

Good- Veronica grinned, her eyes shining brightly. Sending Logan a quick wink, she said coyly. -cause Ive still never been skinny dipping.

Mouth agape, Logan watched as she walked closer to the crashing waves. A self satisfied smile covered Veronicas face when she saw her words had their intended effect on the speechless boy.

Throwing him a pleading look over her shoulder, Veronica asked in a deceptively innocent voice. Could you help me unzip this?

Snapping out of his shocked daze, Logan quickly made his way to her side. His fingers itching to touch her smooth skin once again.

Finally taking notice of the triumphant look on her face, Logan glared at her. You think youre so cute.

Oh, I know I am. Smirking, Veronica raised her chin smugly. Are you going to help me out of this or what?

Not needing to be asked twice, Logan eagerly placed his hands on the zipper, his eyes glued to the smooth skin slowly being revealed to his hungry gaze.

Stepping away, Veronica kept a hand to her chest, holding the silky material in place. Dont look.

Youve already seen me naked. Logan pouted as he tried to negotiate with her. Its only fair you return the favor.

If I remember correctly, I didnt even want to see you naked. Veronica retorted, rolling her eyes at the memory. You just didnt have enough modesty to cover up!

Modesty is for losers. Logan teased, yanking off his shirt and tossing it to where his jacket had been thrown carelessly. Grinning, Logan coaxed playfully. Do you really want to be a loser?

Wow, so desperate youre resorting to peer pressure? Youve really lost your touch. Veronica mocked, still holding the red material firmly to her chest.

Ignoring the barb aimed in his direction, Logan slowly moved his hands to his zipper, grinning madly as he sang loudly. Ba-nah-na-nuh.

Laughing, Veronica watched as Logan stripped his pants off, leaving him clad in only black, silk boxers.

This is seems oddly familiar. Veronica teased, tapping her finger to her chin. I wonder why

With a quick wink, Logan joked. Probably because its one of your many fantasies of me.

Rolling her eyes, Veronica idly wondered. What is it with you and stripping on beaches? Does the ocean just inspire you to take off your clothes?

Without bothering to respond, Logan yanked his boxers from his body with an impressive speed and dove into the cold water.

Veronica couldnt supress her smile as Logan turned his back to her, waiting patiently for her to join him.

Slipping the remaning fabric off of herself, Veronica rushed into the water, smiling as she joined Logan in the silent homage to the girl who had meant the world to them both.






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A/N: Wow, the end is finally here. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Its really been fun and the wonderful reviews have kept me motivated. Thanks for all the support throughout this entire fic! The epilogue is actually longer than I intended, but I wanted to wrap things up without it feeling rushed. I think it gives closure while still keeping things open to the imagination. There's a Madison- centric sequel that should be up sometime soon, but won't be posted on this site since it's not LoVe centered. You can find all my stuff here: www.fanfiction.net/u/1087018/Logans4ever






Monday morning arrived with an onslaught of blatantly curious stares and a flurry of gossip.

It seemed word had spread quickly though the channels of the student body about the odd occurrences that summarized homecoming night and the subtle changes in the days that followed.

The school was abuzz with confused speculation, especially from the 09ers. Not only had one of their own dared to attack their esteemed leader, but another of their most prominent members had apparently traded in his long time girlfriend for an outsider- who still had yet to be identified. Then there were the outlandish speculations over why Madison Sinclair had been out of reach from even her closest of confidants the entire weekend.

Scrambling to find the most knowledgeable source of the shocking events, students scurried through the halls as they awaited the inevitable fallout.

As if sensing the restlessness of the gathered teenagers, a black jeep screeched into its alloted parking spot.

Smiling broadly, the muscled blonde hopped out of his jeep, running to the passenger side. Lightly placing her small hand in his large one, Mac allowed Dick to help her step out of the expensive landrover.

Hand in hand, the newest couple of Neptune ambled through the parking lot, pointedly ignoring the excited whispers and calculating looks assailing them.

Knowing they would most assuredly be bombarded with questions and snide remarks when they walked into the building, Dick pulled Mac to a halt by his side. Leaning down, he spoke softly in her ear. You ready for this?

There was little doubt in either of their minds that once Mac walked through those doors on Dicks arm, her life was bound to change drastically.

Staring at the entrance to the school, Mac frowned. She didnt remember it ever being as imposing as it looked at the moment. Tapering down the almost overwhelming sense of nausea, Mac sent him a shaky smile. Hoping to channel some of the inner confidence Veronica seemed to easily exude, Mac tossed her head back. Lets do this thing."

Smiling at her false bravado, Dick squeezed her hand, pausing briefly to give her a reassuring smile before he pulled open the heavy glass door and ushered her through with a practiced ease.

Even though Dick had tried to convey numerous times throughout the weekend the chaos that would ensue on Monday, nothing could have prepared her for the explosive reaction they received walking through the glass doors with clasped hands.

All previous activities halted in favor of gawking at the unlikely couple, sharp eyes critically analyzing the pairs every move. It seemed as though everyone began speaking at once, their muted conversations building into a loud droning, making Macs ears hurt with the sheer volume.

Letting out an unstable breath, Mac held her head high; refusing to be intimidated by the harsh whispers that reached her ears, knowing any sign of weakness would instantly be noted for future reference.

She hadnt thought it possible, but the calculating looks increased tenfold when Dick wrapped a protective arm around her waist- stating clearly for all to see that the shy brunette in his arms meant more to him than a casual fling.

Used to the amount of attention they were receiving, Dick confidently led Mac through the mob of eager students to a nearby row of lockers where Mac's books were stored.

Sternly chastising herself for the small tremor in her hands, Mac reached up and expertly opened her locker; silently patting herself on the back for managing to not make a fool of herself with such a minor task. From the corner of her eye, she noted the way Dick leaned next to her locker with ease, as if waiting for her was an everyday occurrence.

He was amazed that everyone had managed to be as restrained as they had. Still, common sense let it be known that it was only a matter of time before the unconventional couple was bombarded with prying questions and lude innuendos.

The growing unease in his peers was easy to recognise as they examined the new couple; contemplating the best way to extricate the interloper. It was common knowledge the wealthy teenagers disliked anyone viewed as a threat to their privileged lives- and letting someone who wasnt deemed worthy into their inner circle was definitely a cause for concern.

There was no doubt there would be an attempt to eliminate the problem before it could get out of hand, which meant before Mac could integrate herself into their various cliques, drastic measures would be taken. Instinctively, Dick took a protective step closer to his girlfriend, knowing the vicious and offensive things his friends were capable of when provoked- and walking into school with Mac on his arm could be viewed as nothing less.

Scanning the hall, Dick straightened as his eyes focused on two of his closest friends. At this point, he could use a few comforting words and he most definitely needed assistance in developing a plan to battle the waves of contemptaimed at Mac.

He quickly made a mental note to speak with Logan, knowing the other boy had experience when it came to bending others to his will. After Logan had made it clear that he would not tolerate disrespect to his new girlfriend, the overwhelming scorn most 09ers felt for the blonde had quickly abated. Granted, Veronica was intimidating in her own right and commanded respect, but it was still an impressive feat to change the disposition of the spoiled teens had held onto for so long.

Dick hoped that once his peers overcame their initial prejudice against Mac that she would win them over with her unassuming charm and quick wit, but knowing his classmates as well as he did, Dick knew they would be unwilling to change their attitudes without strong persuasion.

With the firm belief that Veronica would help in any way she could, Dick felt the constriction in his chest ease. The hardship him and Mac were bound to face as a couple seemed less monumental with the endorsement of Veronica and subsequently Logan. The approval of the rest of the 09ers wouldnt be too hard to acquire since, much to Logan's chagrin, almost every guy in school now adored the brash and stubborn blonde. Even the most rebellious of 09ers would soon fall into step and accept the newcomer, most likely with reluctant politeness, once they realized the powerful support Mac was receiving. Dick didnt bother to worry about the rest of the school, it was a given that once the elite group of rich teenagers accepted something as the norm than the rest of the student body would conform to the new perspective.

Taking a step towards his friends, Dick stopped abruptly, hesitation washing over him with the knowledge that once he left his girlfriends side, she would more than likely be approached by one of the many groups currently sneering in their direction.

Torn between standing protectively over Mac or figuring out a way to end the antagonism directed towards the most important relationship in his life, Dick agitatedly tapped his hand against his leg.

Sensing his anxiousness, Mac glanced up and followed his line of vision to Luke and John; talking animatedly about the most recent game of baseball between rival schools. Mac let out a soft sigh as she noted the look of anticipation in his eyes, it was clear that he wanted to spend some time with his friends, considering his entire weekend had consisted of playing the role of considerate boyfriend, it was more than understanding. Still, his reluctance to leave her side was obvious to anyone watching. Making the decision for him, Mac pushed him toward the two athletic boys, ignoring the brief flash of panic that crossed his features.

When he sent her a puzzled, and somewhat disapproving look she smiled reassuringly and nudged him in the direction of his friends, stating confidently. Go! Ill be fine."

At the trepidation she could still see in his eyes, Mac pointed out. You cant guard me forever.

Aware of the many eyes watching their every move, Dick pressed a quick kiss to her cheek before joining his friends, their welcoming smiles letting him know he had their support.

Sighing, Mac glanced awkwardly around the crowded hall, aware of the watchful eye her boyfriend had trained on her. Comforted with the knowledge that Dick was prepared to sprint to her side in an instant should she need his assistance, Mac felt a small burst of confidence.

Her self-assurance was short lived however when snide laughter reached her ears, making Mac wince. Glancing over her shoulder, she spotted several girls she instantly recognised as Madisons friends; all eyeing her with clear disdain, occasionally tittering over what could only be assumed was less than flattering commentary.

Self consciously glancing at the gathered crowds, Mac shut her locker with a snap, turning to scan the hall. She let out a relieved smile when her eyes landed on friendly faces.

With a half wave to Dick, Mac made her way towards the bantering friends; smiling when she heard the good natured teasing.

Im just saying that I was right, which would make youwhats that word again? Wallace mock frowned, pretending to puzzle over the elusive word. Snapping his fingers together, he grinned smugly. Oh, yeah! The word Im looking for would be wrong. As in, Veronica was wrong and Wallace was right.

Rolling her eyes at her best friends antics, Veronica smiled in concession. Ill admit that maybe, just a little tiny bit, that you were right.

"Hey, guys." Mac greeted, putting a halt to their playful repartee. Curiosity getting the better of her, she couldnt resist asking. What are you two talking about?

The glare Veronica sent her was offset by the brilliant smile that quickly found its way onto Wallaces face.

Before the blonde had the chance to end the conversation once and for all, Wallace gleefully spoke. Oh, just about how I always knew there was something special between V and Logan. Unable to resist rubbing his victory in his best friends face a little more, he continued. Even when she was blind to it, I could tell.

Nobody likes I told you so. Veronica pouted, gritting her teeth as her two friends continued to grin widely at her. And, by the way, I happen to like my Wallace humble.

Sensing his friends mounting annoyance, which was only a moment from turning into a full blown foul mood at any moment, Wallace searched his mind for the one thing that always managed to put the blonde in a chipper mood.

With a flash of sheer brilliance, he thought of the perfect idea. How about this weekend, we do a movie marathon? We can watch all the great classics!

If he was honest with himself, Wallaces suggestion wasnt just for the blondes benefit. He missed the hours of quality time the two used to spend together before basketball practice and fake relationships began to consume valuable time. Somehow their weekly movie nights had been the first of many casualties to their hectic schedules. It wasnt as if they didnt spend time together anymore, but they rarely had time for lazy moments of doing nothing more than simply enjoying the others company- and Wallace was surprised to learn that those were the moments he missed the most.

Dont you have a game this weekend? Veronica asked, disappointment heavy in her tone.

Hoping to appease his best friend, Wallace shrugged. Three hours- tops.

Not bothering to hide her skepticism, Veronica sighed. No matter how good Wallaces intentions may be, when he found himself surrounded by his teammates, he tended to forget all prior obligations- especially after a game.

Over the past month, Veronica had to remind herself repeatedly that she was happy Wallace had found something he was good at- more importantly, something he truly enjoyed. Still, sometimes it was hard sharing her bestfriend with fifteen teenage boys and she often found herself missing earlier in the year, when it had just been the two of them against the world.

V, I promise. This weekend will be all about- Cringing at the next words that were about to come out of his mouth, Wallace continued with a pained expression. -BFF bonding time. The humiliation of speaking the three dreaded words he vowed never to be associated with were worth the blow to his male ego when Veronicas face lit up, eyes sparkling with happiness. Hoping to detract attention from his previous statement, Wallace excitedly continued his plans for their movie fest weekend. We can order Italian and eat sickening amounts of junk food! Raisinets, Snickerdoodles, Twizlers, Milk Duds

At Wallaces enthusiastic litany of his favorite candies, Veronica smiled indulgently; making a mental note to stock her cabinets with all his favorites for the upcoming weekend.

Youre forgetting the core candy group! Mac interjected, appalled that he would overlook such an important element of junk food. Fruit flavored candy!

I covered that already. Wallace defended. I said Twizlers.

Twizlers? Mac snorted, prepared to debate the true components of the fruit flavored category. They dont count.

Veronica smiled as her two friends stared each other down, both more than willing to continue their disagreement. The absurdity of the entire conversation adding a playful feel to the atmosphere, allowing them to forget the difficulties in their lives for a moment.

Of course they do! Wallace insisted, clearly offended that his expertise in sugary treats was being challenged.

Barely. Mac retorted, rolling her eyes. Sour patch kids, gummie bears

Listening to the back and forth between her bickering friends with waning interest, Veronica spotted Logan as he joined Dick and Casey, smiling brightly when he realized he held her attention as he sent a half wave.

Watching Logan joke and laugh, her mind drifted to pleasant memories of the weekend, making her giggle as she remembered the sad attempt at a homemade Italian dinner Logan had insisted on preparing for both members of the Mars family. He had been under the assumption that the only way to gain the approval of the eldest Mars was to cook a five star meal, only to learn that it was far easier said than done.

Sadly, Logan had underestimated the complexities of creating an edible meal, learning the hard way that even something as seemingly simple as using the stove could turn into a disaster. Flames had eagerly leapt from the burners, smoke billowing throughout the small apartment. With impressive speed, Keith checked the two teenagers for any injuries before he managed to contain the small fire, coughs that sounded suspiciously like chuckles spilling from his lips. The horror written across Logans face as the smoke alarm blared loudly in their ears was almost as priceless as the clear delight splashed across her fathers face- all knowing the story would be retold for years to come; more than likely with many embellishments along the way.

After the cooking incident, Logan was quickly becoming something of a permanent fixture in the Mars household- one that Keith was rapidly learning to adjust too; the idea of the pampered teenager dating his only daughter no longer making the former sheriff cringe.

Veronica furrowed her brows as she thought of her fathers unexpected acceptance of her boyfriend. The two men were quickly becoming buddies- their love of all sports and their dedication to a certain blonde creating an unspoken bond between them.

At first, she had simply attributed their newfound camaraderie to her fathers excitement at having another male around the house, someone he could share testosterone ridden jokes and musings with, but after observing them interact; she wasnt so sure anymore.

Something about the way Keith never questioned Logans lame excuses to stay longer than necessary and the slight hesitation tinged with regret whenever he was forced to make the privileged teen go home made Veronica increasingly suspicious.

She couldnt help but wonder if maybe the reason her father never seemed overly eager to send Logan back to the Echolls estate was because he knew just what twisted nightmare the teenager would be returning to.

If she thought about the entire situation, it made sense that her observant father would have figured it out- maybe even before she had. With years of law enforcement under his belt, Keith Mars had been trained to notice the smallest indicators, added in with his many experiences dealing with such cases, it would be a wonder if he hadnt realized something was seriously wrong in the Echolls household.

Even though she had tried to keep the twisted lives of the Echolls family a secret, Veronica couldnt help but be relieved at the idea of her father knowing. She wasnt naive enough to believe she could stop a powerful man like Aaron Echolls by herself; she didnt have the experience needed to handle such a case, but her father would know what to do. After all, if there was someone who could covertly take down a rich and famous movie star- it was Keith Mars, proven time and again to be a clever and resourceful ally.

As she watched Logan from across the hall, an abstract idea began to take form in her mind; a hazy plan that was slowly becoming more precise. With a determined nod of her head, Veronica resolved to talk to her father when school was over, her absolute confidence in his cleverness giving her comfort.

Sending one last smile in Logans direction, Veronica glanced around the hall and frowned as she returned her attention to Mac and Wallace just as their debate was winding down, both agreeing to disagree.

Before Veronica could comment on the numerous glares their little trio was receiving, a perky blonde walking by caught her attention. Meg sent Veronica a self satisfied grin and winked, making the other girl laugh in delight.

Wallace frowned as he took in the conspiratorial look his best friend shared with the cheerleader. In the past two days, the two blondes had been close to inseparable, refusing to disclose what it was they spoke of during their many hushed conversations. He had lost count of the amount of times he had walked in on them with their heads together, whispering fiercely.

Curious, Wallace decided asking couldnt hurt. Whats so funny?"

With a twinke in her eye, Veronica responded. Ill tell you when you tell me exactly when all that male bonding happened between my best friend and my boyfriend.

Wallace rolled his eyes, already exasperated with the topic. His best friend had made it her personal mission to find out how she had overlooked the burgeoning friendship between two of the most important men in her life, determined to pin point the exact moment impersonal politeness had developed into mutual respect.

Hoping to distract Veronica before she once again began to interrogatehim, Wallace glanced at Mac and bit his lip; cringing at the revenge the brunette would surely have upon him later, but desperate enough not to care at the moment. So Mac, that was some entrance this morning.

The glare Mac sent Wallace made him wince, but he noted with satisfaction that Veronicas inquisitive gaze was no longer trained on him. Moving her attention to Mac, Veronica focused on the slight blush creeping up the brunettes cheeks.

Veronica arched an eyebrow in a silent demand for the computer savvy girl to explain. Of course she had seen had the spectacle of Mac walking into the school on Dicks arm, practically everyone had since such an unusual sight had been hard to miss, but now there was the very obvious dilemma of defining the new relationship- something the whole school seemed eager to do.

I guess you guys kinda saw that, huh? Mac asked lamely, hoping to stall the unavoidable questions.

Forgoing any pleasantries, Veronica immediately asked the question that had been running through her mind since Logan had pointed out her obliviousness. Does this mean you two are officially? She trailed off, unwilling to label the blossoming relationship.

Shrugging, Mac couldnt seem to find the words to classify what was growing between herself and Dick, so she said the only thing that came to mind, inwardly rolling her eyes at the irony of her words. Its a thing.

A pair of muscular arms wrapped around her waist as an amused voice spoke by her ear. "It's called a relationship.

Unable to supress the giggles at the inside joke, Mac knew that only Dick would understand why his words had evoked such a reaction. Smiling brightly as she snuggled against her boyfriends well-sculpted chest, Mac couldnt stop herself from letting out a girly sigh.

She had always despised her classmates that acted like nothing more than lovesick schoolgirls, viewing herself as smarter than the average teenage girl, yet she couldnt stop herself from being filled with an overwhelming sense of giddiness everytime he was near. Her only consolation was the fact that Veronica seemed to be having the exact same problem with Logan, his arms wrapped possessively around her waist as he murmured what could only be playful teasing judging by the chuckles coming from Wallace and the reluctant uptilt of Veronicas lips.

Uh-oh. Wallace grimaced, all amusement abruptly falling from his face. The two couples followed his gaze and cringed, waiting for what was sure to be a heated encounter.

Madison strutted past the tense group, not even sparing them a second glance as she smiled brightly at her best friend Shelley. She huffed lowly as she watched their reactions from the corner of her eye. Each had shock spashed across their faces, mouths gaping open at her seeming indifference to them. Obviously, they had all assumed she would be more than willing to make a spectacle of herself by confronting them.

Honestly, the idea had crossed her mind on more than one occasion, but was it really that hard to believe she had more dignity than storming up to the couple in question and furiously berating them?

Realizing the answer to her silent question, she conceded revenge would have been her main priority had she not had such a thoroughly enjoyable weekend learning the joys of moving on with someone so unlike herself.

Dick watched with guarded eyes as Madison strolled down the hall; unable to believe the malicious girl had just walked past him and Mac without even so much as a glare. Looking down at the speechless brunette in his arms, he saw that she was just as shocked that they had gotten through the whole incident unscathed.

Veronica voiced the question that was running through all their minds. What just happened?

No clue. Logan answered truthfully, furrowing his brow at the unprecedented course the morning was taking.

"Man, everythings weird today. Dick commented, the relief in his tone evident to anyone listening. Feeling a bit dazed, he began to list off the odd happenings in Neptune that morning. First that whole law suit against the Sheriff's department being announced, then the mysterious Vandergraff thing, and now Madisons becometolerant."

Everyone smiled at the causal omission of the strangeness that summed up their own lives of late.

"What about Vandergraff?" Logan asked, his interest piqued with the careless mention of his nemesis; his mind already dismissing everything else theblonde boy had mentioned.

"Dude, you didnt hear? Dick asked, surprised no one had informed his friend considering Logans hatred for Vandergraff was common knowledge. His parents shipped him off, no one knows why or where they sent him.

Apparently they didnt approve of some of his choicesor of Shauna. Veronica informed the small group, muttering the last part softly under her breath as she smirked at the thought of Troys fate. I heard he got sent to boot camp.

How would you know that? Logan asked, his lips tilting up slightly, knowing the twinkle in her eyes meant she was more than pleased with herself- for what he wasnt sure yet.

From around. Veronica stated evasively, enjoying the thrill she always got when she knew something no one else did- a trait it seemed she had inherited from the late Lilly Kane after her untimely demise.

At his dubious look, she grinned mysteriously.

Am I ever going to know your secrets? Logan asked, his words holding a more serious tone than he had originally intended. Once the words were out of his mouth, he realized he didnt want to take them back. It was a question that had been on the tip of his tongue for some time, but the fear of her answer had always held him back.

Veronica frowned at all the unspoken words left hanging between them. All the issues they had yet to deal with were still laying beneath the surface, waiting for the moment they would be released.

It had been so long since she had even considered trusting someone with the many secrets that had accumulated over the past year, but for the first time in what seemed like a really long time, she allowed herself to hope that things could turn out for the better and maybe, someday, she would feel at ease enough to share her inner most secrets. Entwining her fingers with his, Veronica smiled softly. Maybeoneday.

In an instant a brilliant smile appeared on Logans face, amazement shining in his eyes. The sentiment behind her words making his heart beat in a rapid succession. Her acknowledgement of a future together was more than he had dared hope for. In all honesty, he had resigned himself to not even receiving a response, but even in his wildest dreams he had never expected such an optimistic answer to the sobering question.

The world seemed to melt away as they gazed into each others eyes, shy smiles gracing their lips.

Their heartfelt moment was cut short though, when they both sensed the sudden shift in the mood around them. No longer was the hall alive with suppressed excitement, but the air had gone stale with apparent dread. A hush had fallen over the crowds as the livid boy stalked closer to the now alert couple, cold brown eyes burning with fury as he took in their comfortable embrace.

Students gathered around in clumps of confused teenagers, all hoping to gain insight into the strange happenings before they were forced to choose sides in what was fast becoming a battle of wills between the once inseparable friends.

The new attitude of the once apathetic boy was more than a little startling. After nearly a year of little or no reaction to the world around him, no one had expected Duncan to come out of his daze with such fury. The fact that his rage was directed at his long time best friend, someone widely considered closer than a brother to him, was baffling.

No one was sure what was expected of them, so they waited for their leader to indicate what their next actions should be. Aware the rest of the student body was waiting for him to guid them in how to react, Logan calmly kept a watchful eye on the other boy, letting out the breath he had been holding when Duncan made no attempt to come closer.

Aiming a venomous glare at Logan, the Kane heir moved his attention to his first love, sending her a look of longing before flinging open his locker and yanking out his books. Logan winced as his eyes once again clashed with the cold, hostile ones of his oldest friend, the warmth he had once been accustomed to seeing in the other boy long ago was now completely absent.

Veronica sighed tiredly as she watched Duncan slam his locker shut before storming down the hall, shoving unsuspecting students out of his way. A collective sigh of relief could be heard as the once golden boy of Neptune disappeared into a nearby crowd.

Even though she had been prepared for his anger, Veronica hadnt anticipated such bitterness on Duncans face when he looked at Logan, nor had she expected the yearning she had seen when he had fixed his hard eyes on her. She gave a small shudder at the thought of what Duncan would do next, his anger making him irrational and dangerous.

Taking a deep breath, she noticed the slight tremble of the hand that was clasped tightly in her own delicate one. "Hey, you ok?"

Duncan, the only true friend he had even known, wouldnt talk to him and most likely was in the process of plotting the demise of his old friend, probably concocting the most agonizing way to dispose of him. Shaking his head, Logan answered truthfully, the lump in his throat making it hard to speak. "No

Logan frowned, even though he had finally managed to break Duncan out of his zombie like haze, he still didnt have his best friend back. Instead, in place of the boyhood friend Logan had always cherished, he was left with an enraged and bitter shell of boy he thought of as a brother.

Vowing to make things right with his best friend, Logan whispered resolutely. It will be though.

He didnt know how he would get their friendship back yet, but he was determined he would find a way. After all, he was Logan Echolls, and that meant he could accomplish anything he set his mind to- especially if he had Veronica Mars on his side. They were a force to be reckoned with- and if the world was smart, it would brace itself.

Yeah, it will. Veronica said seriously as she pulled him into a tight hug. We can handle this.

He looked down into the sincere eyes of his girlfriend and smiled, his heart bursting with joy at the knowledge that he wasnt in this alone. Logan leaned down, brushing his lips tenderly against Veronicas soft and accepting lips.

Ignoring the affectionate couple infront of him, Dick tiredly rubbed his temples. Anyone feel like getting out of here? He asked, already exhausted by the dramatic morning.

Nodding in agreement, Wallace supplied. I hear dog beach is nice this time of morning.

Knowing her parents would be upset at the idea of her skipping school to go to the beach, Mac bit her lip hesitantly. She honestly didnt think she had the energy to spend the whole day dealing with everyones reactions. Tomorrow she knew they would all be forced to face the world head on, but today all she wanted to do was sit on a nice beach and watch the waves crash while she was surrounded by her friends.

Decision made, Mac voiced her opinion. What are we waiting for? Eager to escape the prying eyes of their classmates, she grabbed Dick's hand and pulled excitedly. Lets go!"

Dick laughed wholeheartedly, arm wrapped securely around his girlfriends shoulders as he introduced himself to the boy he recognised as Veronicas best friend.

As Logan followed the happily chattering trio out of the building with Veronica pressed close to his side, her arms wrapped comfortably around his waist, he couldnt help but think that maybe Duncan wasnt the only one who had needed to be rescued.








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