Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars…damn it.
Author's Note: Ok, so I hope you like the drama. I will say once again, they won't split up, I promise. I just thought I needed to add some drama and stuff. Hope you like it!
Veronica nodded, helping him inside and to her couch. "I know…Weevil and I were out to dinner and he got the call about Felix. Do you remember anything?" She left him to get her first aid kit and an icepack, before coming back to the couch.
Logan shrugged. "I got drunk…I was thinking about Mom and the other kid and I just…I went to the bridge where she jumped. I wanted to be close to her I guess…and the PCHers rode up. I think I said something to piss them off, because they started kicking my ass. Next thing I know, I was waking up and there was a body near me that wasn't moving and I was alone…with a knife in my hand. I swear, I don't remember doing anything Veronica…" He sobbed softly.
"Its ok…I'll help you through this." Veronica began to clean out his wounds and bandage them, resting the icepack on the bruises on his cheek. "Weevil want you dead. He didn't say it…but I could see it in his eyes."
"I don't blame him…but I didn't kill anybody…I don't remember it and I don't think I could ever kill anyone. I am not…him…" Logan looked down.
"I know…"
Logan looked up and her and smiled. "I needed to hear someone else say it. I didn't know where else to go…"
Veronica smiled back. "Well I am always here." She grasped his hand softly. "I am your friend Logan, no matter what."
They both jumped when the door slammed open. "V, I…what the hell? Are you fucking kidding me?" Weevil growled. "He kills my best friend, my brother, and you invite him into your home?"
Veronica slipped off the couch and walked over to him. "Please…calm down. He came here, because he knew I would believe him… and I do. I don't know who killed Felix, but I will help you find out."
Weevil looked into her eyes, disappointment and hurt flashing behind the unshed tears. "I know who killed Felix and he is sitting on your couch." He shook his head. "How could you…"
"He doesn't remember anything Weevil. And we don't have any real prove that he did it. I don't want to hurt you…but I believe him. Maybe one of your boys…" Veronica placed her hand on his arm.
"My boys…would never kill one of their own." Weevil snapped, flinching away from her touch. He glared at Logan, cracking his fingers. "But he would…him and his little 09er friends would take out one of my boys without a thought."
Logan shook his head. "No…Weevil please…I would never…I am not my father!"
Weevil scoffed. "Really? This cold blooded act reminds me a lot of what your father did to Lily…maybe the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree."
Veronica glared at Weevil. "That…is too far Weevil. Way too far. I think we all need some time to cool off. I think…you should leave."
"It would be my pleasure." Weevil looked at Veronica, before slamming the door behind him, causing Veronica to jump.
Logan sobbed softly. "I'm sorry. God I am just really screwing up tonight. I should go…"
"You are in no condition to go anywhere Logan." Veronica walked back over to the couch and sat down. "Weevil is just hurt and angry, believe me I can understand…" She thought about Lily, and her first thoughts when she had heard about her death: who she was going to kill for this crime. "It will be ok, we will figure this out…"
It was a couple of weeks before Veronica and her father figured out who had killed Felix, getting Logan off the hook. Weevil was even more hurt that it had been Thumper, but felt better knowing for sure who had committed the crime.
Veronica and Weevil hadn't really talked since the night where they fought, and it ate away at Veronica. She wanted so badly to be there for him, but when he refused, she knew it was because it was too hard for him, seeing how it had seemed like she was on Logan's side and not his. That wasn't the case, even know he couldn't have known that.
Weevil, through everything, had wanted to call her a million times, but each time he went to dial, he thought about going into her house and seeing Logan sitting there like it was nothing. So he would flip his phone closed, and focus on the car he was working on.
It took all of Veronica's courage to drive her car to his garage, and a whole bunch more to get out of the car. Sighing, she walked in, and looked around. When she saw no one, she walked farther in, looking for feet coming out the bottom of a car. "Hello?"
"Yea, just give me a minute. I'll be right with ya."
The familiar voice made Veronica's hear skip a beat, and her hands began to get sweaty. Never had she been this nervous to talk to Weevil, but she swallowed hard and walked over to the car where the voice came from and waited for him to come out.
Weevil screwed in the last piece and slid out from under the car. Cleaning off his hands, he looked up, and saw Veronica. "Hey."
"Hey yourself. Did I come at a bad time?" Veronica shifted from foot to foot.
"No…I was just finished up…how are you?" Weevil slowly stood up, walking over to his locker.
Veronica followed. "I'm good…kind of nervous, but fine. How have you been?"
Weevil shrugged, opening the door, he grabbed a towel and wiped the back of his neck and face. "I want to kill Thumper, but I am letting the Fitzpatricks take care of him." He turned and looked at Veronica. "It's been a little while…"
"Yea…I would have called earlier or come by but I didn't…know if you wanted to see me." Veronica looked down at the ground.
She was surprised when he stepped closer to her and tilted her head up, locking eyes with her. "I always want to see you V…I missed you."
"I missed you too." Veronica slipped her arms around his waist. "And I am so sorry about everything. I should have just…"
Weevil placed his finger on her lips to silence her. "You, have nothing to be sorry for. I was angry, and a little sensitive, I mean hell my best friend was just killed. I didn't…I'm the one who is sorry. I know Logan didn't do it, but I needed to blame someone." He stroked her cheek. "I shouldn't have yelled at you."
Veronica smiled. "I should have shown you more support. I didn't mean to make it seem like I was taking Logan's side over yours. I just, I know him and I know he couldn't do something like that." She moved closer to him, leaving little space between them. "I missed your arms around me…your lips, your eyes…" She leaned forward and kissed him softly.
Weevil slid his other hand up and cupped both sides of her face, slipping his tongue into her mouth. They both let out a satisfied moan and Veronica walked forward, pushing Weevil into the lockers. Her arms slipped around his neck and his settled around her waist, holding her close.
They embraced each other for a while, before pulling away slowly, catching their breaths.
"You know…we should try dinner again sometime." Weevil rested his forehead against hers.
Veronica nodded. "I think that would be really nice." She smiled, stroking the back of his neck. "I love you."
"Love you too V."
They kissed once more, before pulling apart completely.
Weevil sighed. "Well I would it if you didn't have to go, but I have a couple more cars I have to get done today. Can I call you later?"
"You better." Veronica squeezed his hand softly. She kissed his cheek, before getting into her car and driving home. A feeling of calm floated over her and she smiled the whole way home.
Weevil watched her go, before closing his locker door, and walking over to the next car.
"You guys cool now?" Hector walked out from the office, smirking.
"Yea…I think so." Weevil smiled, before getting under the car.