Fic: Secrets (part 14) (Logan/Veronica) (NC-17)
Title: Secrets (Part 14)
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica
Rating: NC-17 (Eventually)
Summary: It started with a secret that turned into two and spiralled her life out of her control.
Spoilers/Warnings: Eventually there will be spoilers for season two, but not as of yet. Spoilers for the complete first season. The fic will eventually (again) be NC-17 for sexual content.
Word Count: 2010
Any Author's Notes: I've re-watched the finale about 500 times so far, and I couldn't get this out of my head. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
I hate fighting with my father. I love him, he loves me, I know this. I really know this, but when we fight? I feel like my world is ending. This was the fight to end all fights. Lilly had told me that my Dad had known that I wasn’t his, that he’d known all along, and I wasn’t sure I could forgive him.
Logan… well he wasn’t willing to give up. He’d told me he’d chase me all over Neptune if he had too. He did. Have too, I mean, I ran like a scared little girl. Thank god that boy is persistent.
I’d been avoiding Logan and Lilly all week. Doing a pretty darn good job of it too, except for classes. Classes in which I refused to make eye contact, I sat as far away from both of them as I possibly could. I just wasn’t ready to deal yet.
It was Friday, a week after the beach party from hell. I hadn’t spoken to my parents all week, locking myself in my room to avoid them. I wasn’t sure how much longer they’d let it go on, but I was taking the time I could get for now. The final bell rang and I slowly got up from my seat, gathering my books and heading to my locker.
When I saw Lilly leaning against my locker I made a detour to the bathroom. I’d wait her out, Lilly wasn’t known for her patience. I was washing my face when I heard the door open behind me. I glanced up into the mirror and froze in shock. Eli ‘Weevil’ Navarro stood behind me, leaning against the closed bathroom door.
“You’re one hard chica to track down V.” He smirked at me, and I felt my stomach clench. This was so not going to be good.
“V? Little familiar don’t you think?” I moved slowly to the paper towel dispenser, my eyes meeting his in the mirror.
“Veronica’s a bit of a mouthful for me. I’m slow, got to keep things simple.” He chuckled for a moment before his gaze turned serious again. “You got to stop avoiding Lilly.”
“I have to do no such thing.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. I startled myself with the steely tone of voice. I didn’t sound like me.
“Yes. You do. She’s sorry she embarrassed you. She’s sorry you found her like that. She won’t shut up about missing you, so if you don’t’ stop avoiding her I’m going to be driven insane by the blonde bitch.” He smiled at me, the first genuine smile I’d ever seen on his face.
“Blonde bitch huh?” I smiled; apparently Weevil did know Lilly quite well.
“Yah, and before you ask, I call her that to her face. She’s a bitch and she knows it, quite proud of it too.” He laughed outright now.
“Fine. I’ll stop avoiding Lilly. But not today, today I just want to go home and avoid the rest of the world.” I sighed, slinging my book-bag back onto my shoulder.
Weevil held the door open for me as we exited the washroom, “Just make sure it’s soon, I’m not sure how much more I can take before I wring her skinny little neck.” He smiled at me, before nudging my shoulder with his.
That was officially the strangest conversation I’d ever had in my entire life, in the girl’s washroom to boot. Sometimes I questioned the sanity of my fellow peers.
Logan was standing beside the door when Weevil and I exited. He fell into step beside me. “We’re going to talk eventually you know.” He said it almost casually, not even glancing at Weevil.
“I know. Today?” I really wasn’t looking forward to going home. Logan was the lesser of two evils. The surprised look on his face told me he wasn’t expecting me to give in so easily.
“Now’s good.” He slung his arm over my shoulder and continued to walk me to my locker. I felt comfortable for the first time in a week. I probably shouldn’t have avoided him so long.
“Lilly gave me some… distressing news at the party last Friday. I’m sorry I over reacted to it, to what you said. You… I’m sorry I yelled at you.” I spoke as quickly as I could, trying to get the words out in a rush before I lost my nerve.
Logan looked so shocked I couldn’t help but laugh. Apparently he was expecting me to put up a fight, or at least argue with him.
“Okay… and now?” He said it hesitantly, like he was trying to see where this conversation was going.
“Now I’m not so upset. Now I’m apologizing and you’re supposed to accept it gracefully.” I smiled up at him, a genuinely sweet smile, at his look of confusion I laughed again. Logan’s cute when he’s caught off guard.
I pressed against his front, leaning up and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I meant it when I said I wanted to see what this is. What we could be.” His smile nearly split his face, I couldn’t help but return it, smiling widely and staring up at him.
Logan leaned down placing a gentle kiss on my lips as he took my book bag from my hands. “I’ll carry that.” We walked from my locker and out the doors, heading towards my Le Baron. “What are you doing right now?”
“Walking to my car with you?” I asked in confusion.
He let out a loud laugh as he lightly pinched my cheek. “And after we get to your car? Are you going to get in and drive home to your house and not speak to me for the rest of the weekend? Or are you going to give in gracefully and go hang out with me?” His voice was gentle and teasing.
“You. I’m definitely doing you.” I smiled as his smile turned wicked.
“Doing me, Mars? I’m shocked at your language for such a good girl.” He bumped his shoulder gently into mine as he teased me.
“I’m not a good girl, Logan. I’m just drawn that way.” I mangled the Jessica Rabbit line to suit my own purposes, and it worked, Logan was laughing harder now.
“I’d like to say I believe you Sugar puss, but we both know that isn’t true.” He pressed me up against the door of my car placing a gentle, but thorough kiss on my lips. Pulling back he stared into my eyes for a moment, “I kind of like the fact you’re a good girl.” His voice was gentle, unsure of what my response would be.
“Well then, we’ll have to work on getting me to behave.” I laughed, as he pressed closer. “What did you have in mind for today?” I asked quickly as I grabbed my bag from him, throwing it into the back seat.
“Wanna share an ice cream soda at the local ice cream parlour?” Logan snarked as he snaked his arm around my waist. “How about the beach? We could go get Back-up and take him for a walk?” His breath tickled my neck as I nodded. “I’ll meet you there in half an hour. Go get that menace of yours and I’ll see you then.” He turned me around and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “Until then my sweet.” And he was gone, heading towards the Xterra before I even had the chance to respond.
Logan was always doing that. Saying something and then just leaving before I had a chance to say anything at all. He still does it when we fight, drives me absolutely insane. I think that’s why he does it, cause he knows it gets to me.
We spent the afternoon at the beach; my parents hadn’t been home when I’d gone to get Back-up. I’m not sure how much of a damper that would have put on my afternoon.
Logan followed me back to my place; we’d made plans to watch a movie. Those plans quickly fell through when I got home.
My Mom and Dad were waiting in the living room when we walked through the door. The look on my Dad’s face alone was enough to give the situation away. My running days were over; they weren’t going to put up with the silent treatment anymore. So much for avoiding the situation.
I turned to Logan and gave him an apologetic smile. “The gig is up. Time for you to go home.” I leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, in front of my parents. Forgetting for a moment that I’d seen Lilly do the exact same thing after the all night stint we’d done in the limo. Apparently Logan remembered by the look on his face.
“I’m not someone you can use to piss of your parents.” His voice was slightly hard as he whispered to me; clearly I’d upset him.
“I know. I’m sorry, but we’ve been fighting all week and as you can tell by the looks on their faces apparently now is the time they want to talk. We’ll do a movie night when this gets all sorted out.” I promised, providing I wasn’t grounded for the rest of my natural life.
Logan nodded shortly, apparently still unsure of my intentions. I’d have to prove myself to him later. I pushed him gently towards the door, shutting it gently behind him and staring at it for a few minutes before I turned slowly. I felt like I was facing the firing squad.
“Veronica…” I was surprised he’d managed to stay silent so long; normally he’d have been booting Logan out the door so he could berate me in private. “Veronica, this isn’t going to be an easy conversation. I’m not sure who… well okay I know who it must have been, but it’s more complicated than that.” He smiled gently and I felt the anger well up again.
“Sure. I wouldn’t understand, I don’t know, how could I? You never TOLD me!” It probably wasn’t the best idea to raise my voice to my Father. Badness lies that way.
“You’re right,” obviously my surprise showed on my face because he snorted gently, my mother had yet to say a word, “you’re right, we never told you, we didn’t think it was an issue. You’re mine in every way that counts. How could you not be? You have the Mars family charm.” He smiled gently, still sitting calmly on the couch.
My mother finally spoke up, her voice shaking as she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, “I’m not sure. I’m not sure who your blood Father is Veronica, but in every way that really matters…” She trailed off as I broke in.
“Every way that matters? How about… if I suddenly need a kidney… and Keith here isn’t a match? Isn’t my father? Medical history… how about the fact I may have been dating my BROTHER and no one thought to mention it? Does that not matter?” I was angry and hostile, but I had a right to be.
“Again you’re right, we should have told you, but we’re telling you now. We’ve also decided it’s time to have that paternity test.” He smiled gently again, all loving concern and patience. My father, ladies and gentlemen, the pacifist Sheriff.
Apparently they’d decided enough was enough. A paternity test would put to rest all of our issues… only it wouldn’t. It wouldn’t change the fact that they’d lied to me. It wouldn’t change the fact that I could have committed incest. It wouldn’t change the fact that I might not be who I thought I was.
Things have a way of working themselves out. They always do. I just had to wait for the results of the test, and then re-evaluate where my life stood. Who I was, because if I wasn’t Veronica Mars anymore, did I want to be Veronica Kane?
Author: synful_trixx
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica
Rating: NC-17 (Eventually)
Summary: It started with a secret that turned into two and spiralled her life out of her control.
Spoilers/Warnings: Eventually there will be spoilers for season two, but not as of yet. Spoilers for the complete first season. The fic will eventually (again) be NC-17 for sexual content.
Word Count: 2010
Any Author's Notes: I've re-watched the finale about 500 times so far, and I couldn't get this out of my head. Totally a departure from the norm for me. I don't do dialogue! Thanks to cinaminsweet for the beta!
Previous Parts
I hate fighting with my father. I love him, he loves me, I know this. I really know this, but when we fight? I feel like my world is ending. This was the fight to end all fights. Lilly had told me that my Dad had known that I wasn’t his, that he’d known all along, and I wasn’t sure I could forgive him.
Logan… well he wasn’t willing to give up. He’d told me he’d chase me all over Neptune if he had too. He did. Have too, I mean, I ran like a scared little girl. Thank god that boy is persistent.
I’d been avoiding Logan and Lilly all week. Doing a pretty darn good job of it too, except for classes. Classes in which I refused to make eye contact, I sat as far away from both of them as I possibly could. I just wasn’t ready to deal yet.
It was Friday, a week after the beach party from hell. I hadn’t spoken to my parents all week, locking myself in my room to avoid them. I wasn’t sure how much longer they’d let it go on, but I was taking the time I could get for now. The final bell rang and I slowly got up from my seat, gathering my books and heading to my locker.
When I saw Lilly leaning against my locker I made a detour to the bathroom. I’d wait her out, Lilly wasn’t known for her patience. I was washing my face when I heard the door open behind me. I glanced up into the mirror and froze in shock. Eli ‘Weevil’ Navarro stood behind me, leaning against the closed bathroom door.
“You’re one hard chica to track down V.” He smirked at me, and I felt my stomach clench. This was so not going to be good.
“V? Little familiar don’t you think?” I moved slowly to the paper towel dispenser, my eyes meeting his in the mirror.
“Veronica’s a bit of a mouthful for me. I’m slow, got to keep things simple.” He chuckled for a moment before his gaze turned serious again. “You got to stop avoiding Lilly.”
“I have to do no such thing.” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. I startled myself with the steely tone of voice. I didn’t sound like me.
“Yes. You do. She’s sorry she embarrassed you. She’s sorry you found her like that. She won’t shut up about missing you, so if you don’t’ stop avoiding her I’m going to be driven insane by the blonde bitch.” He smiled at me, the first genuine smile I’d ever seen on his face.
“Blonde bitch huh?” I smiled; apparently Weevil did know Lilly quite well.
“Yah, and before you ask, I call her that to her face. She’s a bitch and she knows it, quite proud of it too.” He laughed outright now.
“Fine. I’ll stop avoiding Lilly. But not today, today I just want to go home and avoid the rest of the world.” I sighed, slinging my book-bag back onto my shoulder.
Weevil held the door open for me as we exited the washroom, “Just make sure it’s soon, I’m not sure how much more I can take before I wring her skinny little neck.” He smiled at me, before nudging my shoulder with his.
That was officially the strangest conversation I’d ever had in my entire life, in the girl’s washroom to boot. Sometimes I questioned the sanity of my fellow peers.
Logan was standing beside the door when Weevil and I exited. He fell into step beside me. “We’re going to talk eventually you know.” He said it almost casually, not even glancing at Weevil.
“I know. Today?” I really wasn’t looking forward to going home. Logan was the lesser of two evils. The surprised look on his face told me he wasn’t expecting me to give in so easily.
“Now’s good.” He slung his arm over my shoulder and continued to walk me to my locker. I felt comfortable for the first time in a week. I probably shouldn’t have avoided him so long.
“Lilly gave me some… distressing news at the party last Friday. I’m sorry I over reacted to it, to what you said. You… I’m sorry I yelled at you.” I spoke as quickly as I could, trying to get the words out in a rush before I lost my nerve.
Logan looked so shocked I couldn’t help but laugh. Apparently he was expecting me to put up a fight, or at least argue with him.
“Okay… and now?” He said it hesitantly, like he was trying to see where this conversation was going.
“Now I’m not so upset. Now I’m apologizing and you’re supposed to accept it gracefully.” I smiled up at him, a genuinely sweet smile, at his look of confusion I laughed again. Logan’s cute when he’s caught off guard.
I pressed against his front, leaning up and placing a gentle kiss on his lips. “I meant it when I said I wanted to see what this is. What we could be.” His smile nearly split his face, I couldn’t help but return it, smiling widely and staring up at him.
Logan leaned down placing a gentle kiss on my lips as he took my book bag from my hands. “I’ll carry that.” We walked from my locker and out the doors, heading towards my Le Baron. “What are you doing right now?”
“Walking to my car with you?” I asked in confusion.
He let out a loud laugh as he lightly pinched my cheek. “And after we get to your car? Are you going to get in and drive home to your house and not speak to me for the rest of the weekend? Or are you going to give in gracefully and go hang out with me?” His voice was gentle and teasing.
“You. I’m definitely doing you.” I smiled as his smile turned wicked.
“Doing me, Mars? I’m shocked at your language for such a good girl.” He bumped his shoulder gently into mine as he teased me.
“I’m not a good girl, Logan. I’m just drawn that way.” I mangled the Jessica Rabbit line to suit my own purposes, and it worked, Logan was laughing harder now.
“I’d like to say I believe you Sugar puss, but we both know that isn’t true.” He pressed me up against the door of my car placing a gentle, but thorough kiss on my lips. Pulling back he stared into my eyes for a moment, “I kind of like the fact you’re a good girl.” His voice was gentle, unsure of what my response would be.
“Well then, we’ll have to work on getting me to behave.” I laughed, as he pressed closer. “What did you have in mind for today?” I asked quickly as I grabbed my bag from him, throwing it into the back seat.
“Wanna share an ice cream soda at the local ice cream parlour?” Logan snarked as he snaked his arm around my waist. “How about the beach? We could go get Back-up and take him for a walk?” His breath tickled my neck as I nodded. “I’ll meet you there in half an hour. Go get that menace of yours and I’ll see you then.” He turned me around and placed a soft kiss on my forehead. “Until then my sweet.” And he was gone, heading towards the Xterra before I even had the chance to respond.
Logan was always doing that. Saying something and then just leaving before I had a chance to say anything at all. He still does it when we fight, drives me absolutely insane. I think that’s why he does it, cause he knows it gets to me.
We spent the afternoon at the beach; my parents hadn’t been home when I’d gone to get Back-up. I’m not sure how much of a damper that would have put on my afternoon.
Logan followed me back to my place; we’d made plans to watch a movie. Those plans quickly fell through when I got home.
My Mom and Dad were waiting in the living room when we walked through the door. The look on my Dad’s face alone was enough to give the situation away. My running days were over; they weren’t going to put up with the silent treatment anymore. So much for avoiding the situation.
I turned to Logan and gave him an apologetic smile. “The gig is up. Time for you to go home.” I leaned up and kissed him on the mouth, in front of my parents. Forgetting for a moment that I’d seen Lilly do the exact same thing after the all night stint we’d done in the limo. Apparently Logan remembered by the look on his face.
“I’m not someone you can use to piss of your parents.” His voice was slightly hard as he whispered to me; clearly I’d upset him.
“I know. I’m sorry, but we’ve been fighting all week and as you can tell by the looks on their faces apparently now is the time they want to talk. We’ll do a movie night when this gets all sorted out.” I promised, providing I wasn’t grounded for the rest of my natural life.
Logan nodded shortly, apparently still unsure of my intentions. I’d have to prove myself to him later. I pushed him gently towards the door, shutting it gently behind him and staring at it for a few minutes before I turned slowly. I felt like I was facing the firing squad.
“Veronica…” I was surprised he’d managed to stay silent so long; normally he’d have been booting Logan out the door so he could berate me in private. “Veronica, this isn’t going to be an easy conversation. I’m not sure who… well okay I know who it must have been, but it’s more complicated than that.” He smiled gently and I felt the anger well up again.
“Sure. I wouldn’t understand, I don’t know, how could I? You never TOLD me!” It probably wasn’t the best idea to raise my voice to my Father. Badness lies that way.
“You’re right,” obviously my surprise showed on my face because he snorted gently, my mother had yet to say a word, “you’re right, we never told you, we didn’t think it was an issue. You’re mine in every way that counts. How could you not be? You have the Mars family charm.” He smiled gently, still sitting calmly on the couch.
My mother finally spoke up, her voice shaking as she wiped a tear from the corner of her eye, “I’m not sure. I’m not sure who your blood Father is Veronica, but in every way that really matters…” She trailed off as I broke in.
“Every way that matters? How about… if I suddenly need a kidney… and Keith here isn’t a match? Isn’t my father? Medical history… how about the fact I may have been dating my BROTHER and no one thought to mention it? Does that not matter?” I was angry and hostile, but I had a right to be.
“Again you’re right, we should have told you, but we’re telling you now. We’ve also decided it’s time to have that paternity test.” He smiled gently again, all loving concern and patience. My father, ladies and gentlemen, the pacifist Sheriff.
Apparently they’d decided enough was enough. A paternity test would put to rest all of our issues… only it wouldn’t. It wouldn’t change the fact that they’d lied to me. It wouldn’t change the fact that I could have committed incest. It wouldn’t change the fact that I might not be who I thought I was.
Things have a way of working themselves out. They always do. I just had to wait for the results of the test, and then re-evaluate where my life stood. Who I was, because if I wasn’t Veronica Mars anymore, did I want to be Veronica Kane?