"You learned that from Lilly," Veronica exclaims fondly as Logan pulls out a screwdriver to unscrew a vent.
"Lilly learned that from me," Logan replies proudly producing a key from the hole in the wall. He walks over to the bar and unlocks it, "What's your poison? Vodka? Whiskey? …Diet Snapple?" He asks surprised, pulling out a glass bottle that was hidden in the corner behind a bottle of Crystal.

He receives no answer and looks behind him, Veronica is on her knees staring at the ceiling, "What's…up?" he asks light-heartedly following her gaze. She climbs off the bed and continues looking at the ceiling. "What is it?" he asks again still failing to see what has captured her interest so exclusively.

"Look," She points to a wire running across the ceiling from the fan above the bed to the bookcase situated directly behind the headboard.

"What is that?" Logan asks now equally as interested. Veronica walks up to the bookcase and touches it lightly right in the middle. "What? You think it's some secret Scooby-Doo passageway or…?" He's cut off as Veronica pulls it apart revealing to monitors and a VCR. "What is…?"

Veronica cuts him off again pressing the on button on the VCR. A picture of the bed they were just making out on forms on one of the screens. The other screen shows a picture of the other side of the room. Logan walks over to the bed and leans on it looking up at the fan again more studiously. He looks again at the monitors and sees himself in both of the, one of an overhead view and one coming from the headboard. Suddenly it dawns on him and he leaps off the bed as if it were on fire, "Ew! Oh…that's…so many years of therapy right there…" He cries in disgust.

"It's not yours?" Veronica asks her arms in front of her. She sounds almost relieved.

"God, no, Veronica! I…NO!" He's completely disgusted now. "That's just…ugh. Can we like turn that off and close it and go inside so I can just…ugh," he gags, "forget about this?" Veronica does as she is told and walks over to him.

"Ok, I know this is like…totally and absolutely beyond disturbing but…do you really want to go back in to all the 09ers?" She asks staring at the bed.

"No," He replies sounding a bit exasperated. He thinks a moment, "Let me grab myself some booze and we can sneak in through the kitchen." He tells her walking back over to the liquor cabinet. He takes two bottles and closes it before replacing the key and the vent cover.

"So…your dad…" Veronica begins as they walk past the pool, her hand in his.

"No, don't…I swear I'll throw up." He tells her. Veronica laughs as they enter the kitchen. "Are you hungry? The pantry's over there if you want to get something, I'm going to get some ice." Veronica wanders over into the walk in pantry as Logan busies himself finding a bucket and glasses for the two of them.

Veronica is just about to pull a bag of SunChips off one of the shelves when she hears a door slam open angrily. "What are you doing in here?" Aaron's voice reverberates around the small space Veronica is now hiding in. "I went through the trouble of planning this party for you and you thank me by walking out."

Veronica edges closer to the door and peaks out. Logan's back is to her and she can see Aaron, face glowing red, standing opposite him. She backs away hoping not to be seen.

"You mean, you went through the trouble of hiring a party planner to plan this party for me." Logan corrects him; Veronica detects a smirk in his voice and has to smile to herself. Logan always has to bait people.

"Don't take that tone with me. I am your father Logan. You will respect me. I'm sick of your smartass remarks and your bad attitude. You will go back to that party and you will have a good time." Veronica inches again towards the entrance of the pantry and peeks out again. She sees Aaron has Logan's arm in a vice grip. They are both facing the pantry but Aaron is busy putting as much pressure on Logan's bicep as he can. Logan is staring at the ground but glances up and catches her eye, shaking his head, warning her to stay put.

She nods her head in understanding and moves once again to the shadows to place she can watch but can't be seen. "And what's this?" Veronica watches as Aaron uses his free hand to pick up one of the bottles of liquor. Logan doesn't answer. This seems to upset Aaron as he takes the bottle and breaks it over the counter, glass shattering everywhere. A maid hurries in, "Out!" Aaron shouts at her using the broken bottle to point towards the door she had just come through. The maid complies. Aaron grabs Logan by the back of the neck and shoves him to the ground on top of all the broken glass. Veronica moves to leave he pantry and go to him but thinks better of it and stays where she is.

"Clean this up, change your clothes and come back to the party, everyone is waiting for you." Aaron says, sounding more normal and fatherly. He exits to the Living room and back to the party.

Veronica rushes out to Logan who is still kneeing among the shards of glass. She steps gingerly over all the pieces and crouches next to him. "Are you okay?" she asks shakily.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sorry about… I didn't know he was gonna go off like that." Logan says standing looking down at his bleeding hands. "He usually waits until the company leaves first." Logan smirks at her. Veronica just looks at him, still visibly shaken. "Look, don't worry about it. It's not the first time." He steps over to the sink and tries to turn it on using the back of one of his hands.

"Let me help you." Veronica moves next to him and turns on the water, testing it with her own hand before taking his and gently placing it underneath the stream. She touches each cut gently making sure to wash out and small shards of glass. "Does he, um," she pauses taking the other hand unsure if she should ask the question that plagues her mind, "Does he beat you a lot Logan?" she asks quietly.

"It's not so much beating me as it is pushing me around…roughly." Logan smiles again.

She was beginning to get frustrated. Why was he making a joke out of everything, this was something serious. She wondered if anyone else knew.

"Logan," she began softly letting go of his hand.

"Really Veronica, don't ok? Just, don't." He turns away from her and reaches for a broom leaning in the corner. She notices him wince as it falls into his hand.

"Let me do that," she offers. "Go upstairs and take car of your hands."

He looks between her and the broom before complying. She begins sweeping and soon after Aaron comes back in, he stops in the doorway, seemingly surprised.

"Oh, Veronica, I didn't see you at the party…I thought you had left." He tells her looking at the broom and dustpans in her hands.

She hates this man. She hates him for what he does to Logan, but she can't let on that she knows, he may make life even worse for Logan so she lies. "Logan and I came in here to get away from everyone, I um, went to the bathroom and when I came back in Logan was trying to clean it up. He said it slipped or something. He is a bit of a klutz, I guess," she smiles tightly.

"Oh, well, let a maid get that. You are in Aaron Echolls house after all." he smiles at her stepping closer.

"Ok," she replies quietly setting the dustpan on the counter and the broom in the corner. She realizes she had backed up to the sink, the only exit directly behind him. "I guess I'll go check on Logan then, make sure he's alright." She tries to move past him but he grabs her wrist.

"Logan's fine, Veronica, stay down here with me," He told her roughly.

"I don't think…" She tries to pull away again but his grip only tightens.

"Come on Veronica. A million girls would love to be where you are right now." He urges moving close and grinding into her slightly.

"Please, Mr. Echolls," Veronica whimpers quietly.

"I always let Lilly call me Aaron but whatever you prefer, sweetheart." he purrs in her ear. He is so close now. Veronica's voice is caught in her throat and she can't make a noise but for the small whimpers.

"Come on now," he whispers, "Don't cry. We're just having some fun."

"Please get off me," she whispers back desperately, "Please."

"Veronica?" A voice calls from just outside the door.

"You don't tell him anything, understand?" Aaron whispers harshly as he moves to the other door and exits after he receives a nod.

Veronica collapses on the floor among the glass. "Veronica?" Logan calls again sounding more playful, he pushes through the door with his hip. He smiles when he sees her still kneeling on the floor, "I thought you'd be done by now…" He laughs walking closer. "Hey, are you okay?" He asks noticing she wasn't even cleaning anymore, he kneels next to her.

She wraps her arms around him. Her mind was racing. What had Aaron said about Lilly? Did he do this to her too? Did she comply more willingly? Probably. Suddenly everything clicked.

"Logan we have to go to the Kanes," she tells him standing up shakily.

"What?" Logan asks standing up as well, he looks at her a moment and repeats, "What? Veronica, what happened while I was upstairs?"

"We need to get out of here, I'll tell you in the car," she grabs his wrist afraid of injuring the palms of his hands further.

"Veronica, what happened?" Logan prodded again.

"Shh," she pulls him close to the wall. Aaron's voice wafts over them.

"No, I'm sorry Madison, I've decided to stay out of movies for good. Logan's been having a tough time with…"

"Are you still upset about my dad?" he asks, "Cause I told you…"

"Shh," she tells him again. She waits until the voices fade away, "I don't want to say anything yet, I just want to confirm something." she whispers and leads him out the front door and to his car, "give me your keys." she holds out her hand.

"You think you can handle it?" he asks with a smirk.

"You can't drive with your hands like that," she tells him sternly.

He ponders this a moment, "yeah, fine," he tries to reach into his jean pocket but winces.

"I'll get it," Veronica steps closer, "Which one?" Logan motions with his hand to his front right pocket. She digs her hand in, "God, since when did guys pants get this tight?"

"These were made for special occasions like this one," Logan responds, loving the feeling of his girlfriend's hand in his front pocket.

"Cool it," she tells him finally retrieving the keys.

"So are you gonna tell me what's going on?" he asks leaning against the driver's side door. "Cause I'm might not move if you don't," he crosses his arms.

"Trust me," she tells him looking directly into his eyes.

Logan looks up to the stars and sighs before pushing himself off the side of his car. "How can I argue with that?" he asks smirking again.

Veronica stares at him a moment before leaning up and kissing him softly in the side of his mouth. She lands back on the heels of her feet, "Get in." she opens the door and starts the ignition.