Instant Gratification Chapter 1 of 4 (Weevil/Veronica) R
Title: Instant Gratification
Author: odintsova_27
Pairing/Character: Weevil, Veronica, WeeVer
Word Count: 650 in this chapter
Rating: R for language and sexual references
Summary: Veronica needs Weevil’s help on a case and sparks fly…
Spoilers: Through 2.12
Disclaimer: All Veronica Mars characters and places belong to UPN and Rob Thomas. Elise, and the people in it, including the Rodriguez family are my own creations.
Notes: This is my entry for the Weevil create-a-thon. My assignment was WeeVer with tons of innuendos, no Weevil/Logan or Weevil/Lily.
Chapter 1
Veronica thought that, for the most part, she was a pretty smart girl. Veronica usually knew right from wrong and usually knew the smart thing to do versus the stupid thing.
Hey, she never said that she always did the right or smart thing, but she usually knew what it was.
She probably shouldn’t have taken the case, but the woman was offering a lot of money to find her daughter, and Veronica and her dad always could use a lot of money.
There was just one problem, her dad already had his hands full with a couple of lucrative bail jumpers, so she would have to do this case on her own. Normally that wouldn’t have been a problem, except for the whole language barrier.
“Does Mr. Mars speak Spanish?” the woman, Marcia Rodriguez asked.
“He does.” Veronica had said.
“My daughter, Gabrielle, we had a fight about five years ago. She would send me letters every month or so, so I’d know she’s all right, but about six months ago the letters stopped coming.”
“What did you and your daughter fight about?” Veronica asked, the woman looked pained, Veronica took a breath and let it out before saying, “It might help the case, to know why she left.”
Ms. Rodriguez nodded, “Of course it would, I’m just being silly. I was an alcoholic for many years, all through my daughter’s childhood. When she was sixteen she left. As soon as I didn’t have a daughter anymore, I knew that I had to do something. I went into rehab, got cleaned up. I’d love to see my daughter again, explain….apologize.”
Veronica wrote that down, “What makes you think she’s here?”
“That last letter was postmarked from Elise.”
Veronica raised her eyes slightly, Elise was a kind of rough, exclusively Hispanic town that was on Neptune’s border and spilled into East Neptune. At least now she knew why the woman needed a Spanish speaking PI, most people in Elise could speak English, but they often refused to do so.
“I need to know she’s all right, I don’t even need her to come home. Just to know that she’s alive and that she’s happy.”
Veronica nodded, “Ms. Rodriguez, Mr. Mars would be please to take the case, I will call you as soon as we know anything.”
Ms. Rodriguez ripped out a check and handed it to Veronica, “Please, work as fast as you can.”
Veronica nodded again, as the woman got up and left the office. The woman’s words rang in her ear. Here was a woman who got cleaned up to get her daughter back, a woman who clearly seemed to love her daughter. But if this woman’s love for her daughter was a clear as a crystal lake, Veronica’s mom’s love for her was more like the Mississippi river. Muddy, and a pain in the ass to traverse.
Veronica sighed, “Okay, Veronica,” she said to herself, “The self-pity party is over.”
She wanted to take this case, not just for the money, but she wanted to help such a good woman find her daughter. Of course if she was going to go into Elise, she would need someone who spoke Spanish. He father would refuse to let her help on any case involving Elise, he had too many drug and weapon busts there as Sheriff to have any sympathy for the place, especially if his daughter going there.
She thought for a moment, then picked up the phone and dialed.
When the other end picked up, she said, “How would you like to make some extra cash?”
A sultry voice on the other end whispered, “Wow V, Duncan must have really been bad for you to come to me like this.”
“Dream on, meet me at Java the Hut at 4.”
“In a public place too?” the voice asked incredulously.
Veronica did the only thing she could, she hung up the phone, a slight smile playing across her lips.