For Better or Worse 9/?
Title: For Better or Worse 9/?
Author: Tigereyes320
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica Other character mentions
Word Count:1800
Rating: R for Language, and sexual situations
Summary: When a marriage happens between Logan and Veronica, and love isn’t the reason, do they make it work or do they make each other miserable.
Spoilers: Set at the end of Season 3 (spoilers up to what we have already seen through Episode 3x12)
Author's Note: I own nothing of the VM universe. I might have taken a few liberties with the law. I also took a few liberties with Armani and Cartier. Knowing how Veronica likes culture and Logan likes pop culture, Is how I came up with this chapter. I’ve also been to Italy, including the hotel I have them staying at in Venice, of course I could only afford to have tea there, so I used some of my memories of that incredible country for this chapter, any mistakes or exagerations are mine.
“Logan put me down!” Veronica said as she hung on to Logan’s neck
“Nope, this suite is considered the honeymoon suite, and I have to carry you over the threshold.” Logan said as he had the bell boy open the door for him.
“We’ve been married almost a year.” Veronica said as he put her down in the middle of the room.
“So what. Are you keeping those eyes closed?” Logan asked he gave the bellboy a tip, and came around to stand in front of Veronica.
“Yes, but I don’t know why you made me close them.”
“Because we are now in Italy, and in Italy you splurge. So we are staying in a nicer place.”
“How much nicer?”
“About five stars.”
Veronica’s eyes popped open, “Logan, you promised.”
“And I have kept that promise, everywhere else we went in Europe we have stayed at nice moderately priced places. Veronica this is Italy, and when we go to Rome and Florence and even Sorrento, I upgraded just slightly. But we’re in Venice. And we’re only here for four days.”
“We could have been here yesterday, if you hadn’t made us spend the day in Milan.” Veronica said as she toed off her shoes and made a running leap onto the sumptious bed.
“You are going to be very happy that we did.” Logan said as he kicked off his own shoes and joined her on the bed.
“Why?”
“Go look in the front pocket of my suitcase.”
Veronica got off the bed and went to Logan’s suitcase. After unzipping the pocket she shoved her hand inside, her fingertips came in contact with an envelope. She pulled it out and gave him an impish grin. Then she opened it and did a double take at the tickets in her hands. La Traviata? Your taking me to the opera?”
“I figured that should get me some serious bonus points in the doing what you like to do.”
“Primer? What does that mean?”
“That’s basically opening night which is almost like a red carpet event.”
“That’s why we were at Armani yesterday?”
“I knew you’d want to walk in like you owned the place.”
“Logan, you hate the opera, you don’t even like going to foreign films.”
“But I knew you would. I also knew you’d feel self-conscious if we weren’t dressed right. I don’t mind thumbing my nose at anyone, but there is no way I’m having anyone say that my wife doesn’t look like she belongs. Your dress and my tuxedo will be waiting for us when we get to our hotel in Rome.”
Veronica replaced the tickets in the envelope and put them back in Logan’s suitcase. Once she did she made a flying leap onto Logan and began kissing him all over his face.”Thank you, thank you, thank you.” She said between kisses. “I can’t belive you did this. You didn’t have to. Logan you’ve been going to every museum and little shop I’ve been wanting to go to since we arrived in Europe.”
“Veronica, I admit museums and such aren’t my thing, but this is your first time over here, hopefully we’ll be coming back often. I like seeing Europe with you, the real Europe, not just the places that kiss my ass because I’m rich. It’s what’s made this trip so fun for me. This is Italy, a country made for lovers, which we are by the way. So here we’re spending a little more money. I like it when you let me spoil you.” Logan said between exchanging kisses with Veronica.
Veronica lay on top of Logan and snuggled into his embrace. “You’ve made this trip magical. So magical in fact, that I just came up with the best anniversary present ever for you.”
“I’m getting laid?”
“You already get that on a regular basis. I’m thinking for the next six months, we will do the stuff you like.”
“So you’ll let me teach you how to surf? We can build that bonfire on our private beach aand make love next to it all night and watch the sun rise in the morning?”
“I’ll even go skinny dipping with you in the ocean.”
Logan smiled as he brought Veronica’s mouth up to his. A few minutes more and they were both frantically removing each others clothes.
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A couple of hours later Logan stirred and found the sheets next to him empty. He sat up and as his eyes adjusted to the dark he saw Veronica sitting in the window seat wrapped in a sheet staring out at the lagoon view.
Logan got up from the bed grabbing a throw from a chair wrapped it around his slim hips. He sat down behind her and gathered her close. “You okay?” He whispered as he kissed her temple.
‘Veronica nodded as she wispered back “I’m fine.”
“Why are we whispering?”
“Do you hear that sound?”
Logan listened in the night and caught the notes of a far off gondolier serenading his charges. “Yeah I hear it.”
“Sometimes I wish we could stay like this forever. When it’s just us I forget that there are things that could take you away from me. In this quiet we can have the life I keep dreaming of for us. A few kids and them living the carefree that kids are supposed to live. In those moments I can see us spending the next sixty or so years of our lives together. We raise our family in peace. You have no idea how much I want that life.”
“I can’t promise that someday, somehow, something couldn’t take me away from you, but I can tell you it won’t be voluntary. They’ll have to drag me kicking and screaming away from you and our family. Just so you know I want that life too, with you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah I can’t wait to play catch with our kids, and teach them how to drive, and threaten anyone that comes near our daughter with bodily harm.”
“She’ll hate you for it.”
“Maybe when she’s sixteen she will, but by the time she’s in her twenties, she’ll come around.”
“Our kids are not getting any Black Amex’s or No-Limit platinum cards. No unsupervised trips to TJ. And I’m telling you right now, if our kids get ponies, you better make sure there is one for me.”
“Ponies for everyone, got it.”
“Wait a minute, you already had a tux, you wore one to Alterna-Prom. Why did you need a new one?”
“I got rid of that one. Too many bad memories.”
“So I’ll be the only woman you’ve taken this tux off for?”
“Yes.”
Veronica turned aroound and settled herself in Logan’s lap. She put her arm around his neck and gave him a long slow kiss. When she broke it off, “Thank you for that. You didn’t have to, but thank you.”
Logan wrapped his arms around her again, this time gathering her in his arms and carrying her back to bed. “We should get some rest. We have a lot of Italy to see in the next two weeks.”
“But I’m not tired.”
“Don’t worry you will be.”
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Over the next three days, they rode vaporetti along the Grand Canal, toured St. Mark’s square, Doge’s Palace, the basilica, and the Campanile bell tower. Logan had found a Vivaldi concert at a 14th centruy building. They did a pub crawl and ate some fantastic food.Visited Murano and got some incredible hand blown glass. Every night they went back to the Hotel and enjoyed each other.
They took the overnight train from Venice to Rome. Then spent the first day seeing some of Rome’s highlights.
Veronica was in the bathroom finishing up getting ready for the opera. She smoothed down the bright navy strapless dress.
“Veronica we’re going to be late are you ready?”
Veronica grabbed her lipstick and compact and left the bathroom. She dropped the items in the navy clutch that Logan had purchased for her in Venice. She then made a full turn in front of him. “Will I do?”
“You’re missing one thing.” Logan said as he picked up a flat black velvet box.
“Is this going to be a Pretty Woman moment when you tell you borrowed jewels worth more than a quarter of a million dollars?”
“Of course not. Cartier doesn’t as a rule allow you to borrow their jewelry.”
Veronica’s eyes widened as a single thought ran through her head. “You bought me whatever is in that box?”
“Are going to hit me with if I say yes?”
“Logan!”
Logan smiled as he opened the box and Veronica saw the sapphire set lying on the white satin. “Cartier calls this their Meli Melo set. Do you like it?”
“It definitely isn’t stodgy.”
“No, it isn’t. It’s unique like you. So you’ll wear it and not make me return it?”
“If I agree to keep it, you can’t buy me any jewelry for at least ten years.”
“I promise not to intentionally buy you expensive jewelry like this for at least four years. I reserve the right to buy you anything I want if we have children. I also promise to not buy you jewelry if we have a fight. I don’t want you to think I’m trying to buy my way into your good graces. Now turn around so I can put the necklace on you.”
After Veronica got the earring in and the bracelet on she stared at her reflection in the mirror. “I don’t know how to say thank you for this, Logan.”
“I do.”
“Really? What did you have in mind?”
“I want you to wear those tonight when we go to bed.”
“Okay.”
“I want you to be wearing only the jewelry, a smile, and me.”
“Definitely okay. Now let’s go because the sooner we leave the sooner we get back here and I can show you what I’m wearing underneath this gown.”
“Exactly what would that be?”
“Other than the stockings, just the skin I was born with.”
“We need to go now, or we will never make it out of this room.“
Author: Tigereyes320
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica Other character mentions
Word Count:1800
Rating: R for Language, and sexual situations
Summary: When a marriage happens between Logan and Veronica, and love isn’t the reason, do they make it work or do they make each other miserable.
Spoilers: Set at the end of Season 3 (spoilers up to what we have already seen through Episode 3x12)
Author's Note: I own nothing of the VM universe. I might have taken a few liberties with the law. I also took a few liberties with Armani and Cartier. Knowing how Veronica likes culture and Logan likes pop culture, Is how I came up with this chapter. I’ve also been to Italy, including the hotel I have them staying at in Venice, of course I could only afford to have tea there, so I used some of my memories of that incredible country for this chapter, any mistakes or exagerations are mine.
“Logan put me down!” Veronica said as she hung on to Logan’s neck
“Nope, this suite is considered the honeymoon suite, and I have to carry you over the threshold.” Logan said as he had the bell boy open the door for him.
“We’ve been married almost a year.” Veronica said as he put her down in the middle of the room.
“So what. Are you keeping those eyes closed?” Logan asked he gave the bellboy a tip, and came around to stand in front of Veronica.
“Yes, but I don’t know why you made me close them.”
“Because we are now in Italy, and in Italy you splurge. So we are staying in a nicer place.”
“How much nicer?”
“About five stars.”
Veronica’s eyes popped open, “Logan, you promised.”
“And I have kept that promise, everywhere else we went in Europe we have stayed at nice moderately priced places. Veronica this is Italy, and when we go to Rome and Florence and even Sorrento, I upgraded just slightly. But we’re in Venice. And we’re only here for four days.”
“We could have been here yesterday, if you hadn’t made us spend the day in Milan.” Veronica said as she toed off her shoes and made a running leap onto the sumptious bed.
“You are going to be very happy that we did.” Logan said as he kicked off his own shoes and joined her on the bed.
“Why?”
“Go look in the front pocket of my suitcase.”
Veronica got off the bed and went to Logan’s suitcase. After unzipping the pocket she shoved her hand inside, her fingertips came in contact with an envelope. She pulled it out and gave him an impish grin. Then she opened it and did a double take at the tickets in her hands. La Traviata? Your taking me to the opera?”
“I figured that should get me some serious bonus points in the doing what you like to do.”
“Primer? What does that mean?”
“That’s basically opening night which is almost like a red carpet event.”
“That’s why we were at Armani yesterday?”
“I knew you’d want to walk in like you owned the place.”
“Logan, you hate the opera, you don’t even like going to foreign films.”
“But I knew you would. I also knew you’d feel self-conscious if we weren’t dressed right. I don’t mind thumbing my nose at anyone, but there is no way I’m having anyone say that my wife doesn’t look like she belongs. Your dress and my tuxedo will be waiting for us when we get to our hotel in Rome.”
Veronica replaced the tickets in the envelope and put them back in Logan’s suitcase. Once she did she made a flying leap onto Logan and began kissing him all over his face.”Thank you, thank you, thank you.” She said between kisses. “I can’t belive you did this. You didn’t have to. Logan you’ve been going to every museum and little shop I’ve been wanting to go to since we arrived in Europe.”
“Veronica, I admit museums and such aren’t my thing, but this is your first time over here, hopefully we’ll be coming back often. I like seeing Europe with you, the real Europe, not just the places that kiss my ass because I’m rich. It’s what’s made this trip so fun for me. This is Italy, a country made for lovers, which we are by the way. So here we’re spending a little more money. I like it when you let me spoil you.” Logan said between exchanging kisses with Veronica.
Veronica lay on top of Logan and snuggled into his embrace. “You’ve made this trip magical. So magical in fact, that I just came up with the best anniversary present ever for you.”
“I’m getting laid?”
“You already get that on a regular basis. I’m thinking for the next six months, we will do the stuff you like.”
“So you’ll let me teach you how to surf? We can build that bonfire on our private beach aand make love next to it all night and watch the sun rise in the morning?”
“I’ll even go skinny dipping with you in the ocean.”
Logan smiled as he brought Veronica’s mouth up to his. A few minutes more and they were both frantically removing each others clothes.
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A couple of hours later Logan stirred and found the sheets next to him empty. He sat up and as his eyes adjusted to the dark he saw Veronica sitting in the window seat wrapped in a sheet staring out at the lagoon view.
Logan got up from the bed grabbing a throw from a chair wrapped it around his slim hips. He sat down behind her and gathered her close. “You okay?” He whispered as he kissed her temple.
‘Veronica nodded as she wispered back “I’m fine.”
“Why are we whispering?”
“Do you hear that sound?”
Logan listened in the night and caught the notes of a far off gondolier serenading his charges. “Yeah I hear it.”
“Sometimes I wish we could stay like this forever. When it’s just us I forget that there are things that could take you away from me. In this quiet we can have the life I keep dreaming of for us. A few kids and them living the carefree that kids are supposed to live. In those moments I can see us spending the next sixty or so years of our lives together. We raise our family in peace. You have no idea how much I want that life.”
“I can’t promise that someday, somehow, something couldn’t take me away from you, but I can tell you it won’t be voluntary. They’ll have to drag me kicking and screaming away from you and our family. Just so you know I want that life too, with you.”
“Really?”
“Yeah I can’t wait to play catch with our kids, and teach them how to drive, and threaten anyone that comes near our daughter with bodily harm.”
“She’ll hate you for it.”
“Maybe when she’s sixteen she will, but by the time she’s in her twenties, she’ll come around.”
“Our kids are not getting any Black Amex’s or No-Limit platinum cards. No unsupervised trips to TJ. And I’m telling you right now, if our kids get ponies, you better make sure there is one for me.”
“Ponies for everyone, got it.”
“Wait a minute, you already had a tux, you wore one to Alterna-Prom. Why did you need a new one?”
“I got rid of that one. Too many bad memories.”
“So I’ll be the only woman you’ve taken this tux off for?”
“Yes.”
Veronica turned aroound and settled herself in Logan’s lap. She put her arm around his neck and gave him a long slow kiss. When she broke it off, “Thank you for that. You didn’t have to, but thank you.”
Logan wrapped his arms around her again, this time gathering her in his arms and carrying her back to bed. “We should get some rest. We have a lot of Italy to see in the next two weeks.”
“But I’m not tired.”
“Don’t worry you will be.”
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Over the next three days, they rode vaporetti along the Grand Canal, toured St. Mark’s square, Doge’s Palace, the basilica, and the Campanile bell tower. Logan had found a Vivaldi concert at a 14th centruy building. They did a pub crawl and ate some fantastic food.Visited Murano and got some incredible hand blown glass. Every night they went back to the Hotel and enjoyed each other.
They took the overnight train from Venice to Rome. Then spent the first day seeing some of Rome’s highlights.
Veronica was in the bathroom finishing up getting ready for the opera. She smoothed down the bright navy strapless dress.
“Veronica we’re going to be late are you ready?”
Veronica grabbed her lipstick and compact and left the bathroom. She dropped the items in the navy clutch that Logan had purchased for her in Venice. She then made a full turn in front of him. “Will I do?”
“You’re missing one thing.” Logan said as he picked up a flat black velvet box.
“Is this going to be a Pretty Woman moment when you tell you borrowed jewels worth more than a quarter of a million dollars?”
“Of course not. Cartier doesn’t as a rule allow you to borrow their jewelry.”
Veronica’s eyes widened as a single thought ran through her head. “You bought me whatever is in that box?”
“Are going to hit me with if I say yes?”
“Logan!”
Logan smiled as he opened the box and Veronica saw the sapphire set lying on the white satin. “Cartier calls this their Meli Melo set. Do you like it?”
“It definitely isn’t stodgy.”
“No, it isn’t. It’s unique like you. So you’ll wear it and not make me return it?”
“If I agree to keep it, you can’t buy me any jewelry for at least ten years.”
“I promise not to intentionally buy you expensive jewelry like this for at least four years. I reserve the right to buy you anything I want if we have children. I also promise to not buy you jewelry if we have a fight. I don’t want you to think I’m trying to buy my way into your good graces. Now turn around so I can put the necklace on you.”
After Veronica got the earring in and the bracelet on she stared at her reflection in the mirror. “I don’t know how to say thank you for this, Logan.”
“I do.”
“Really? What did you have in mind?”
“I want you to wear those tonight when we go to bed.”
“Okay.”
“I want you to be wearing only the jewelry, a smile, and me.”
“Definitely okay. Now let’s go because the sooner we leave the sooner we get back here and I can show you what I’m wearing underneath this gown.”
“Exactly what would that be?”
“Other than the stockings, just the skin I was born with.”
“We need to go now, or we will never make it out of this room.“