Fic: Seeking Refuge (Logan/Veronica) R Rated.
Title: Seeking Refuge
Author: slayervixen aka S Cameron
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica.
Word Count: 1408
Rating: R Rated for sexual content, swearing.
Summary: After blowing up his family home, Logan needs to lay low.
Spoilers/Warnings: All of season 1.
Disclaimer:- Rob Thomas you are a GOD, i thank you for inspiring me.
This is a follow-up to my two previous fics, No Place Like Home (part 1) and All of Me (part 2). If you haven't read them please do i LOVE feedback it lets me know what i'm doing right or wrong for that matter LOL. I hope you like this one, i'm enjoying writing it.
In the morning when he woke up the sun was shining brightly through the bedroom window, he felt contented, he had never felt this way before even after he and Lilly had sex afterwards he always felt so empty because he knew that their relationship always meant more to him, Lilly was too concerned about the next guy she would be fucking. This was real contentment, watching her golden hair glisten as she slept, he leant on his elbow and watched her silently, then the realisation sunk in, the cops would probably be looking for him, he did after all blow up the Echolls family home.
Veronica stirred as Logan rose from the bed and looked for his pants, he smiled at her, she smiled back. He slipped on his pants and then sat on the bed next to her.
"Veronica i have a confession, the cops are going to be looking for me."
She frowned slightly.
"Why would they be looking for you?? Your dad's been arrested, they'll want to question you later but not right now."
"Well the thing is, i kinda blew up the house, umm nah scratch that i ripped the fucking foundations of the house right out from the ground."
His tone was low and calm, even after such a revelation.
Veronica sat upright in her bed, open mouthed. She looked like she was trying to process the information given to her, it took a while for her to reply.
"So your saying after your little run in with Weevil, i pressume?? You went home and blew the house up?? Can i ask why??"
Logan was biting his nails, the slight clicking noise echoed the room in the silence.
"I just kinda lost it, like father, like son. I guess i'm more like that asshole than i thought!"
Veronica looked slightly worried as she slipped out of bed and started looking for her clothes. He watched her intently for a few moments, forgetting the situation at hand, her body was slim and toned, he wanted nothing more than to take her back into the bed and make love to her again, but he knew she was devising a plan. She kept looking up at him every so often as she slipped on a fresh t shirt and some pants, it was as if she expected him to disappear.
"Logan, i know this probably isn't the best thing to say to you right now but you are one crazy bastard."
She smiled slightly and he smiled back, he knew that she was joking slightly but he also knew she was worried too. He stood up and grabbed her hips, pulling her close and kissing her softly, for one brief moment, the world was at a stand still, it was just the two of them kissng each other hungrily, nothing else mattered. When the kiss ended Logan looked at her and smiled.
"I may be a crazy bastard but that's why you love me isn't it?"
She gazed up into his eyes and giggled, she was such a girl around him, not that she wasn't a girl but every cliché about being girly and in love applied when she was around him, she giggled, she blushed, she exchanged glances sideways and turned away just as quickly, oh hell yes Logan Echolls this girl loves you. The tough outer shell was cracked and inside Veronica Mars really was a fluffy marshmallow.
"Of course it is, i love you but i don't want to see you go to jail, we have to get moving and quickly."
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In the Camelot Motel, she looked out the window through the blinds, nothing seemed out of the ordinary, well apart from the fact she was in a Motel with a guy, a guy who should really hate her but instead they had somehow become closer in the last 24 hours. They had made love, they had become a couple again and she wasn't going to have that taken away from her just because of a moment of madness.
She watched him as he turned the TV on and started flicking through the channels.
"Yup i'm apparently 'breaking news', what an honour, everyone and their grandmother will be looking for me."
Veronica peered at the TV and saw the charred remains of the Echolls mansion, it seemed like such a waste it was a beautiful house but within that house were ghosts and Logan, being ever unpredictable, had chosen to burn those ghosts. The newsreader was babbling, Veronica read the headline "Echolls house in ruins, Logan Echolls missing." She had booked them into the Motel, while he hid out in the car, he had his hood up and was wearing sunglasses.
"Well at least they don't think your a suspect? Its probably best you hide out though"
Logan nodded his head and looked at the ceiling, he glanced sideways at her, she knew he was thinking about something but she wasn't sure what. She sat next to him on the bed and kissed his forehead. She just wanted to be with him but why was there always some obstical to overcome, but she believed that was what would make them stronger, things like this often determined if people should be together.
It was clear, to her anyways, that they were meant to be. She still hadn't brought up any of the events of the previous day, this was probably for the best, it would only open up old wounds. She had betrayed him and, yes, it did tear her up but at this moment in time it really didn't seem to matter. She looked at him and blushed.
"So how do a young couple pre-occupy themself in such a classy hotel room??"
Logan smiled, the sarcasm in his voice was evident. She smiled at him and leaned forward to kiss him, he kissed her back and pulled her onto his hips, she wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed more passionately. His hands rode up her thighs and at that moment it was entirely clear what the hotel room was intended for. Refuge and, of course, sex.