Fic: Smile Weevil, Veronica 1/3
Ficlet: Smile 1/3
Word Count: 1,783
Rating: PG
Characters: Weevil/Veronica Logan/Veronica, Parker/Logan.
Summary: She's been coming to his house alot lately, and he thinks he knows why.
Spoilers: Season Three
He’s smirking when he opens the door to his house. She’s sitting on his couch staring straight ahead at the television. He’s not surprised she’s there, she’s been making these surprise visits a lot lately. He knows it has something to do with her breakup, but he knows better than to ask too many questions. All he needs to know is that Echolls is dating one of her friends now, and she’s not handling it well.
They never really talk about anything important. They laugh, and joke about things that don’t matter. It seems to make her feel better, and that’s really all that matters to him. Making Veronica Mars feel anything has become his top priority lately. He refuses to let her break, because he’s not sure he could handle it if she did.
“Breaking and entering again V? It’s gonna suck if your own father has to arrest you.”
She looks up at him and smiles, “Weevil, you wouldn’t call the cops on little ole’ me would you? Why I wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
“I don’t know, seeing you handcuffed? It’s kind of a turn on.”
She arches an eyebrow and grins up at him. “Seeing my father handcuff me would turn you on? That’s kind of sick, don’t you think? Now Sacks maybe…”
“Or I could do the handcuffing,” he speaks suggestively.
“Mr. Navarro, you do know how to sweet talk a woman.”
He tucks his head and laughs at her. “What are you doing here on a Friday night Mars?”
“Wallace wanted to talk to be about my feelings. Apparently, he thinks I’m avoiding the issues in my life. “
“Maybe that’s because you’re avoiding the issues in your life.”
“And I do it so well, dontcha think?”
“Maybe a little too well V,” he speaks before sitting down beside her.
She eyes him for a moment and then turns away. He understands why she’s the way she is, because he’s a lot like her. He’d never admit it out loud, but he knows that’s why she comes to him. He gets her, and she needs that, needs someone that doesn’t want pick her brain, someone who will just be there, no questions asked.
“I brought ice cream, popcorn and potato chips,” she offers with a faint smile. “And I picked out a few movies I think you might actually like.”
“Sounds like we’re in for a wild night,” he jokes.
“Oh you have no idea. I even brought sprinkles!”
“Tell me you brought whip cream and hot fudge and we can really this night started,” he winks.
She swats him on the shoulder gently and the contact causes him to smile. When he thinks about everything she’s been through, he can’t help but be amazed at how strong she is now. So many other people would have crumbled under the pressure, but Veronica Mars rose from the ashes and he can’t help but admire her for it.
“You don’t have other plans tonight do you?”
“You mean a hot date? Not tonight.”
He decides not to tell her that he did have a date with a cute little redhead, but he cancelled when he saw her SUV in the driveway. He’d choose Veronica Mars over cute random girls any day.
“So do you want to do manicures first or should we start with celebrity gossip?” She questions with a mischievous smirk.
“I was thinkin’ we’d start with the pillow fight, clothing optional.”
She laughs a little, but he can see that the sparkle is still missing from her eyes. If he could get his hands on Echolls, he’d make the rich boy pay for hurting her again. He has never understood what she she sees in all the pretty boys she's dated. They've all hurt her at some point, and if it was left up to him, he'd line em' all up and teach them a lesson.
He grabs the remote that’s sitting beside her and flips the channel. He settles back against the couch and lets out a loud sigh.
She laughs a little and then turns to him, tilting her head ever so slightly. “Ghost Whisperer, really?”
“That Love chick is hot,” he mutters.
“I see.”
“What? You think I only go for pretty blondes with attitudes?”
“I don’t know. You probably think I only go for rich bad boys.”
“That’s because it’s true.”
“What about Duncan?”
“The boy is wanted for kidnapping V.”
“Yeah, how dare he want to raise his own daughter.”
“Hey, I don’t blame the guy, I’m just sayin’…”
“That I suck at dating? Yeah, I kinda figured that one out on my own.”
He sees the sadness fall on her face again. She looks like a sad puppy, but even as a sad puppy, she’s drop dead gorgeous. “What you need is to find a real man.”
“Actually I was thinking of becoming a nun, I totally think I could pull it off.”
He looks at her and she looks away quickly. All he wants to do is make her smile again. She's had too much saddness in her life, and she deserves to be happy. He's not sure why he feels so strongly about seeing her smile, but he does and that's all that matters.
Their relationship, or whatever it is they have, has always been awkward. There have been moments when all he’s wanted to do is grab her and kiss her, and other times when he wants to tell her never to come near him again. For some reason though, he can never stay mad at her too long. Sometimes it annoys him at how easy she can get under his skin, other times he finds it amusing.
He watches as she stares at the televsion again with a blank expression. He can't stand the sadness in her silence, because she deserves so much more in her life.
“You wanta talk about what happened with Echolls?”
“No.”
“You wanta talk about him dating that friend of yours?”
“No.”
“You wanta go out with me tomorrow night?”
“What?”
Her eyes are wide and he can’t help but smirk a little. At least she's not frowning anymore, he thinks to himself. “I was just thinkin’, you wanta piss off Echolls? Hookin’ up with me would do the trick.”
““While it is noble of you to offer yourself up as a form of revenge against my ex, I’m afraid I have to pass.”
He shrugs and lets out a tiny laugh. “Hey, it’s your loss,” he smirks. “I would have made it worth your time.”
“Guess I’ll just have to spend the rest of my life wondering what might have been,” she smirks.
“Well the offer stands, if you’re ever interested.”
She looks at him and smiles and he wonders what she’s thinking. She’s a complicated little thing, he’s known that much for awhile. She hides her feelings, runs from the world, but he can see in her eyes that she desperately wants to let go of it all.
“I saw some pamphlets for Neptune Community College on your kitchen table when I was putting the ice cream in the freezer, you thinking of going?”
“Snooping around as usual Mars? Yeah, I’m looking in to it, doubt I’ll actually sign up though.”
“Why not?”
He laughs a little at the confused look on her face. “Not all of was born with your brain. I barely got out of high school, somehow I don’t see me passing college math.”
“I could always help you,” she offers smiling brightly. “Now that you’re on the straight and narrow, who knows school might be a lot easier.”
“Math is math and I ain’t good at it,” he speaks firmly.
“You had Criminal Justice circled in the catalog; we’re you thinking of that as your major?”
So not only had she saw the pamphlets and books on the table, she had taken the time to look through them. He wouldn’t have expected anything less from her, he thinks with a smirk. “No, that's your thing. I was just looking at it. I mean yeah, I liked doing the whole PI thing for your dad, but I managed to screw that up. I was lookin' at everything you know?"
“And?”
“And nothing, whoever had the bright idea to mix all those numbers and letters together and turn it into math needs a good beat down. I don’t do Algebra, and that’s that.”
She put her hands up in defeat and sat back against the couch. “Well personally I think you could do it.”
“Your confidence in me warms my heart V,” he teases. “Look if I do try the college thing, I’ll probably just take a few of those mechanic classes I saw in the catalog. Those I can do.”
“Well if you’re really interested in the PI thing, now that my dad is acting sheriff I could use a little help at work. It would be a little extra money, as long as you promise not to punch out any of the suspects.”
“I think I can handle that.”
“Good! Now can we watch my movies?”
“Hold up girl, Jennifer Love is about to send the ghost to the light,” Weevil speaks point at the television screen.
“I thought you only watched because she’s hot?”
“Hey, that ghost is hot too.”
He watches as she laughs and for the first time in days, he sees her eyes brighten. “Oh, should I be jealous of that ghost?”
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to be jealous of nobody,” he smirks leaning closer to her.
She grins at him but deep down he knows it’s not real. She plays the part well, complete with moments of flirtation, but she doesn’t fool him. Logan Echolls has a hold on her, stronger than the hold he had on Lilly and it scares him at what it might do to her. He knows he could make her happy, he honestly believes given the chance, he could make a relationship with her work, but he doesn’t see it ever happening. She’s stuck with feelings she can’t get rid of, feelings that Weevil wishes he could make go away.
“So what do you say Weevs? You pick out a movie and I’ll get the snacks?”
“Weevs? Veronica, you call me that again…”
“And what?” She challenges leaning closer to him. “Just what do you plan to do?”
He grins and leans in closer, “V, you don’t want to know.”
“C’mon, tell me.”
“You got any handcuffs on you? I could think of a few things…”
She laughs aloud and once and smacks his shoulder. “Geez Navarro, your mind stays in the gutter doesn’t it?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“Thanks Weevil,” she whispers as she stands to her feet.
“For hittin’ on you? V, I could do that all day.”
“No,” she answers back shaking her head. “For not pushing me."
“Hey, it’s just the kind of guy I am.”
She looks at him and smiles before she heads into the kitchen. Her voice is low but he still manages to hear her when she speaks. “Yeah it is."
Word Count: 1,783
Rating: PG
Characters: Weevil/Veronica Logan/Veronica, Parker/Logan.
Summary: She's been coming to his house alot lately, and he thinks he knows why.
Spoilers: Season Three
He’s smirking when he opens the door to his house. She’s sitting on his couch staring straight ahead at the television. He’s not surprised she’s there, she’s been making these surprise visits a lot lately. He knows it has something to do with her breakup, but he knows better than to ask too many questions. All he needs to know is that Echolls is dating one of her friends now, and she’s not handling it well.
They never really talk about anything important. They laugh, and joke about things that don’t matter. It seems to make her feel better, and that’s really all that matters to him. Making Veronica Mars feel anything has become his top priority lately. He refuses to let her break, because he’s not sure he could handle it if she did.
“Breaking and entering again V? It’s gonna suck if your own father has to arrest you.”
She looks up at him and smiles, “Weevil, you wouldn’t call the cops on little ole’ me would you? Why I wouldn’t hurt a fly.”
“I don’t know, seeing you handcuffed? It’s kind of a turn on.”
She arches an eyebrow and grins up at him. “Seeing my father handcuff me would turn you on? That’s kind of sick, don’t you think? Now Sacks maybe…”
“Or I could do the handcuffing,” he speaks suggestively.
“Mr. Navarro, you do know how to sweet talk a woman.”
He tucks his head and laughs at her. “What are you doing here on a Friday night Mars?”
“Wallace wanted to talk to be about my feelings. Apparently, he thinks I’m avoiding the issues in my life. “
“Maybe that’s because you’re avoiding the issues in your life.”
“And I do it so well, dontcha think?”
“Maybe a little too well V,” he speaks before sitting down beside her.
She eyes him for a moment and then turns away. He understands why she’s the way she is, because he’s a lot like her. He’d never admit it out loud, but he knows that’s why she comes to him. He gets her, and she needs that, needs someone that doesn’t want pick her brain, someone who will just be there, no questions asked.
“I brought ice cream, popcorn and potato chips,” she offers with a faint smile. “And I picked out a few movies I think you might actually like.”
“Sounds like we’re in for a wild night,” he jokes.
“Oh you have no idea. I even brought sprinkles!”
“Tell me you brought whip cream and hot fudge and we can really this night started,” he winks.
She swats him on the shoulder gently and the contact causes him to smile. When he thinks about everything she’s been through, he can’t help but be amazed at how strong she is now. So many other people would have crumbled under the pressure, but Veronica Mars rose from the ashes and he can’t help but admire her for it.
“You don’t have other plans tonight do you?”
“You mean a hot date? Not tonight.”
He decides not to tell her that he did have a date with a cute little redhead, but he cancelled when he saw her SUV in the driveway. He’d choose Veronica Mars over cute random girls any day.
“So do you want to do manicures first or should we start with celebrity gossip?” She questions with a mischievous smirk.
“I was thinkin’ we’d start with the pillow fight, clothing optional.”
She laughs a little, but he can see that the sparkle is still missing from her eyes. If he could get his hands on Echolls, he’d make the rich boy pay for hurting her again. He has never understood what she she sees in all the pretty boys she's dated. They've all hurt her at some point, and if it was left up to him, he'd line em' all up and teach them a lesson.
He grabs the remote that’s sitting beside her and flips the channel. He settles back against the couch and lets out a loud sigh.
She laughs a little and then turns to him, tilting her head ever so slightly. “Ghost Whisperer, really?”
“That Love chick is hot,” he mutters.
“I see.”
“What? You think I only go for pretty blondes with attitudes?”
“I don’t know. You probably think I only go for rich bad boys.”
“That’s because it’s true.”
“What about Duncan?”
“The boy is wanted for kidnapping V.”
“Yeah, how dare he want to raise his own daughter.”
“Hey, I don’t blame the guy, I’m just sayin’…”
“That I suck at dating? Yeah, I kinda figured that one out on my own.”
He sees the sadness fall on her face again. She looks like a sad puppy, but even as a sad puppy, she’s drop dead gorgeous. “What you need is to find a real man.”
“Actually I was thinking of becoming a nun, I totally think I could pull it off.”
He looks at her and she looks away quickly. All he wants to do is make her smile again. She's had too much saddness in her life, and she deserves to be happy. He's not sure why he feels so strongly about seeing her smile, but he does and that's all that matters.
Their relationship, or whatever it is they have, has always been awkward. There have been moments when all he’s wanted to do is grab her and kiss her, and other times when he wants to tell her never to come near him again. For some reason though, he can never stay mad at her too long. Sometimes it annoys him at how easy she can get under his skin, other times he finds it amusing.
He watches as she stares at the televsion again with a blank expression. He can't stand the sadness in her silence, because she deserves so much more in her life.
“You wanta talk about what happened with Echolls?”
“No.”
“You wanta talk about him dating that friend of yours?”
“No.”
“You wanta go out with me tomorrow night?”
“What?”
Her eyes are wide and he can’t help but smirk a little. At least she's not frowning anymore, he thinks to himself. “I was just thinkin’, you wanta piss off Echolls? Hookin’ up with me would do the trick.”
““While it is noble of you to offer yourself up as a form of revenge against my ex, I’m afraid I have to pass.”
He shrugs and lets out a tiny laugh. “Hey, it’s your loss,” he smirks. “I would have made it worth your time.”
“Guess I’ll just have to spend the rest of my life wondering what might have been,” she smirks.
“Well the offer stands, if you’re ever interested.”
She looks at him and smiles and he wonders what she’s thinking. She’s a complicated little thing, he’s known that much for awhile. She hides her feelings, runs from the world, but he can see in her eyes that she desperately wants to let go of it all.
“I saw some pamphlets for Neptune Community College on your kitchen table when I was putting the ice cream in the freezer, you thinking of going?”
“Snooping around as usual Mars? Yeah, I’m looking in to it, doubt I’ll actually sign up though.”
“Why not?”
He laughs a little at the confused look on her face. “Not all of was born with your brain. I barely got out of high school, somehow I don’t see me passing college math.”
“I could always help you,” she offers smiling brightly. “Now that you’re on the straight and narrow, who knows school might be a lot easier.”
“Math is math and I ain’t good at it,” he speaks firmly.
“You had Criminal Justice circled in the catalog; we’re you thinking of that as your major?”
So not only had she saw the pamphlets and books on the table, she had taken the time to look through them. He wouldn’t have expected anything less from her, he thinks with a smirk. “No, that's your thing. I was just looking at it. I mean yeah, I liked doing the whole PI thing for your dad, but I managed to screw that up. I was lookin' at everything you know?"
“And?”
“And nothing, whoever had the bright idea to mix all those numbers and letters together and turn it into math needs a good beat down. I don’t do Algebra, and that’s that.”
She put her hands up in defeat and sat back against the couch. “Well personally I think you could do it.”
“Your confidence in me warms my heart V,” he teases. “Look if I do try the college thing, I’ll probably just take a few of those mechanic classes I saw in the catalog. Those I can do.”
“Well if you’re really interested in the PI thing, now that my dad is acting sheriff I could use a little help at work. It would be a little extra money, as long as you promise not to punch out any of the suspects.”
“I think I can handle that.”
“Good! Now can we watch my movies?”
“Hold up girl, Jennifer Love is about to send the ghost to the light,” Weevil speaks point at the television screen.
“I thought you only watched because she’s hot?”
“Hey, that ghost is hot too.”
He watches as she laughs and for the first time in days, he sees her eyes brighten. “Oh, should I be jealous of that ghost?”
“Sweetheart, you don’t have to be jealous of nobody,” he smirks leaning closer to her.
She grins at him but deep down he knows it’s not real. She plays the part well, complete with moments of flirtation, but she doesn’t fool him. Logan Echolls has a hold on her, stronger than the hold he had on Lilly and it scares him at what it might do to her. He knows he could make her happy, he honestly believes given the chance, he could make a relationship with her work, but he doesn’t see it ever happening. She’s stuck with feelings she can’t get rid of, feelings that Weevil wishes he could make go away.
“So what do you say Weevs? You pick out a movie and I’ll get the snacks?”
“Weevs? Veronica, you call me that again…”
“And what?” She challenges leaning closer to him. “Just what do you plan to do?”
He grins and leans in closer, “V, you don’t want to know.”
“C’mon, tell me.”
“You got any handcuffs on you? I could think of a few things…”
She laughs aloud and once and smacks his shoulder. “Geez Navarro, your mind stays in the gutter doesn’t it?”
“Pretty much, yeah.”
“Thanks Weevil,” she whispers as she stands to her feet.
“For hittin’ on you? V, I could do that all day.”
“No,” she answers back shaking her head. “For not pushing me."
“Hey, it’s just the kind of guy I am.”
She looks at him and smiles before she heads into the kitchen. Her voice is low but he still manages to hear her when she speaks. “Yeah it is."