May 05, 2006 13:15
Title: Summer - Graduation (1/?)
Rating: R, but will most likely go NC-17
Pairing/Character: Veronica/Logan
Spoilers: Season 1 and Season 2
Author's Notes: First time fic writer. Currently I'm saying all episodes through season 2 only because if the future, after the final episode has aired, I'm sure I'll be including some of the revelations. However, currently this story is SPOILER FREE of the final season 2 episode.
Summary: Takes place after season 2 - Starts out with Logan/Veronica friendship and progress into something more.
Disclaimer: Veronica Mars and any characters from the hit UPN show, Veronica Mars, is created by Rob Thomas and owned by the UPN. I'm only using thier personalities and good looks.
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Chapter 2 - Confrontation
It had been four days since graduation. Four days in which Logan wondered when enough time had passed before calling Veronica to do the whole “hanging out” thing while trying not to seem desperate.
He ambled around the penthouse with enough energy to make the couch fly, well only if it had drank as many redbulls as he had. Yeah, he was probably a little too high on caffeine, but after the whole 'drunk-enough-to-say-important-moments-in-relationships' episode, he had decided to forgo the whole drinking to numb his emotions. No siree, he now had a memory of a good, correction, great conversation with one Veronica Mars and while that might not mean the whole harlequin romance thing, it did mean that things were moving in the right direction with the tiny blonde girl.
So yeah, four days…was there an acceptable time period when it came to the whole friendship thing? Should he be looking up 'The Rules' online to see if they had any advice on this sort of thing/ relationship/friendship truce they had going on.
Logan was just about ready to go find Dick or Wallace for an X-Box trip when his cellphone rang and a knock came at the penthouse door simutanously.
Grabbing his cell he noticed the caller id read “Ronnie” and flipped it open while walking towards the door.
“Hey,” he answered.
“Hey, Jackass, what’re you up to?” Veronica snarked.
“Well…I was get-,” Logan started to answer but was cut short by seeing who was on the other side of the door. He dropped the phone from his ear and held it open next to his side, almost forgetting that he was on the phone at all.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Logan spat out at his visitor.
“Now, that’s not anyway to treat your father, is it?” Aaron drawled, rocking back and forth on his feet.
“Father, sorry you must have the wrong place," Logan said looking confused, "my father died about two and a half years ago when he was nailing my girlfriend and then killing her,” Logan all but shouted at Aaron’s face.
“Now son, that’s not what all the papers say, don’t you know, it was all lies," Aaron sing songed, "I was found not guilty and no matter what you might think I had nothing to do with Lilly’s murder, it was really her brother who offed her,” Aaron stated with smirk firmly in place.
Logan did a double take at the man, putting his arm on the door to try and block him from coming into the suite. “I don’t know who you think you’re trying to fool, but remember I did see the tapes and I know it was you and not Ducan. So word of advice, Mr. Echolls, don’t try and sell your lies at this door. Good day to you.” Logan started to shut the door in Aaron's face.
“Logan, that’s enough," Aaron muttered as he strained to keep a hold on the door, "I’m your father and you will not shut me out. I don’t have a home to go to since your high school buddies decided to torch our home, so you will let me in and we will try to work through this. There is no reason to get upset.”
Logan could not believe that the man standing in front of him had enough balls to come to his room and feed him this shit about becoming a family again. Unbelievable, truly.
Aaron had put his arm on the door and continued to push Logan back into the suite, allowing himself entrance. Logan, still unbelieving, dug his feet into the floor and pushed him back.
“Do you really think I’m going to let you come in here? Do you think that I’m going to sleep under the same roof as you? Hell, how can you even think that I wouldn’t try and kill you in your sleep if I could,” Logan said getting louder at every word until he was almost shouting.
They were at a stand off. Neither Echolls men wanted to give in to the other. They probably would have stood there forever if the bell for the elevator hadn’t dinged and pulled their attention away from the their staring contest.
Logan whipped his head towards the elevator in time to see Keith Mars and Back-up walking out of the compartment down the hall towards the two men.
“Logan,” Keith said giving him a little nod towards the phone that was still in his hand.
Logan then remembered that he had been in the middle, well beginning really, of a conversation with Veronica. He held the phone back up to his ear and said, “thanks, I’ll call you in a couple of minutes.” He hung up before she could respond.
“Aaron, what brings you to the penthouse of the Neptune Grand?” Keith questioned the former Hollywood star with a tight voice.
“Keith Mars, well huh… I wouldn’t have expected this little rescue. Funny, really funny that it would be you coming to Logan’s defense when I seem to recall hearing that you didn’t ever want him near your daughter again,” Aaron spoke quietly. “Now why would you come here?”
“Logan may not be my favorite person in the city, but I do care for the boy. I know that he has been through as much hell as my daughter since the horrific day you took Lilly’s life," Keith spat, "hell, probably before that if I’m to believe the rumors of your abuse, but it will be a cold day in hell before I let you hurt anymore kids in this town. A. Cold. Day. In. Hell.” was Keith’s reply filled with such raw venomous towards Aaron that Aaron took a step away from the angry man and growling pitbull.
Logan was shocked, seriously you could have hit him upside the head with a wet chicken, and he wouldn’t have been more surprised. He never expected Aaron to show up at his door; hell he figured the man would run right to Hollywood to start on a made-for-TV movie about the “real” story of Aaron Echolls. But throw in Keith Mars standing up for him, none the less, to the before mentioned man and Logan was surprised that hell hadn’t already frozen over.
Aaron contemplated the scene in front of him. He was surprised, not a lot, but a little. He hadn’t figured that Logan would welcome him with open arms, he wasn’t that stupid, not after the two jail visits and testimony. But he still thought the kid could be bullied a little until he figured out what to do with those he still had favors owed, those he had gotten in bed with when the whole mess started. But Keith Mars showing up, with that asinine dog as well, well that was where he was a little surprised.
Knowing that it wouldn’t be good public relations to have a report come out about a fight involving his name, his kid’s name or Keith Mars’ name; Aaron did the only thing he could think of: he withdrew his arm from the door of the suite and backed away from both of the men standing in front of him. He looked back at Logan, throwing him a 'this isn’t the last you’ve seen of me look' and started towards the elevator.
“I’ll be seeing you Logan,” Aaron threw over his shoulder.
Both Keith and Logan turned to watch the man board the elevator and wait for the doors to slide closed.
Keith turned towards Logan, “Are you-“
“Thanks, I don’t know how you got here so fast, how or why Back-up is with you, or whatever, but thanks,” Logan rushed out cutting off Keith’s question. “I can handle him, I really can, but I wasn’t prepared and it could have turned ugly and if you wouldn’t have shown up it probably would have ended up ugly. So…just…thanks.” The young man said with such conviction that the older man could do nothing but nod his head.
Keith gave him a small smile. “I just happened to be in the neighborhood taking Back-up to the vet. Veronica called and asked me to go see you instead, you can thank her,” Keith replied. “But I meant what I said Logan, I’m not going to let him hurt anyone else in this town, not if I can help it,” he added sincerely.
Logan nodded his head and stuck out his hand. Keith didn’t even hesitate to grasp hold of the young man’s hand. They shared a firm handshake and a little head nod with one another. Logan reached down and rubbed the back of Back-up’s head, calming the dog’s tense body frame.
“Thanks buddy, you’re the best man killer around, aren’t you,” Logan whispered to Back-up with enough volume that Keith still caught the praise.
Keith tugged on Back-up’s collar and started back towards the door. Stopping half way he turned and looked Logan in the eye, “You might want to think about finding another place that isn’t so easy to get access to,” Keith advised. Then turned back to the elevator and pushed the button, “Call me anytime you need something,” was his last statement as he entered the elevator.
Logan let out a breath, well two actually. He couldn’t believe that his old man had shown up and that he had had a civil conversation with Veronica’s father. Both things he didn’t think would ever happen in the near future, but had happened in the last several minutes. He turned around and shut the suite’s door, locking it once it was in place. As he stepped away, he thought better of it and added the dead bolt and chain as good measure. He was going to take Keith up on his suggestion.
Flipping open his cell phone again, he hit the talk button and dialed the last number that had called him.
“Hey, what are you doing this afternoon?” he questioned, “want to go condo hunting with me?”
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veronica,
fiction,
logan