"You found me Veronica!"

Lily shook her head and came out of the bushes on the Echolls property. It had been her idea to play hide-and-go-seek. For a group of teenagers, it was a little strange, but like all of Lily's ideas, the gang grudgingly gave in and found themselves having fun.

Veronica reached out and touched Lily's head. There was blood dripping down her forehead. "You're bleeding." She said.

Lilly raised her hand and pulled back a handful of blood. "Hmm. Must have scratched myself on the rose bushes." She wiped her hand across her pep-squad uniform. "Now, go find Logan."

"What about Duncan?"

"Duncan's gone into hiding. You'll never find him." Lily scoffed. "Now go find Logan. He needs you to find him."

Veronica looked at Lily again. The wound on her head was growing. "GO! You need to find him NOW!" Lily gasped at her friend, then spun around and ran towards the house.

Veronica turned and felt the wind blow. The grass and foliage on the grounds started to dance. She looked up at the sun and a large cloud moved across, blocking the light.

She spun around again to check out her surroundings. Somehow the trees had grown taller. A full, lush forest had sprung up from the grounds, with Veronica trapped inside.

"Veronica." The wind called. It sounded like Logan.

"Logan!" She called, but there was no answer.

"LOGAN!" She called again. Again, there was nothing but the sound of the trees blowing.

She started to wander, through the trees, across logs and fallen twigs and leaves, until she came to a clearing. In the clearing, there was a small log cabin. It was the size of a playhouse. As she approached, the door seemed to get bigger, until it took up the entire wall of the structure. She paused before she turned the handle.

"Logan?" she queried as she opened the door to go inside.

Logan was there, curled up in a ball in the corner of the room. There was nothing else in the room except him. As he raised his head, she realized he wasn't 16 years old anymore. He was a man. His face was covered in a thick beard and his soft brown hair had grown long.

"I knew you would find me." He smiled weakly. "I always knew you would find me."

Veronica gasped. She felt like her heart was going to leap out of her chest. "You know that I will always come for you."

"I will always find you."

"No matter where you are."

"I will always find you."

"Always."

"Always."

"Always…."

"Veronica! I'm here! Wake up!"

Veronica woke with a start. Piz was gently shaking her awake. "You found me. It's ok. I'm safe."

"What?"

"You were talking in your sleep. You must have been having a nightmare. You said you would always find me."

Veronica felt ill. She sat up straight and tried to gather herself before addressing her fiancé. I'm here. I'm in my room. I'm with Piz. She repeated to herself in her head. Her heart was beating a mile a minute.

"Here! I'll get you some water." Piz said as he jumped out of bed and darted across the loft to their kitchen. Veronica watched him in his plaid pajamas reach the fridge and pull out a bottled water. He brought it to her and sat near her legs on the bed. She unscrewed the top with shaky hands and took a long drink.

"That bad, huh?"

Veronica nodded but kept silent. She didn't trust her words right now. Piz leaned over and kissed her cheek. "That's ok. We can cuddle until you fall asleep again."

Veronica nodded again. She replaced the cap on her water and put it on the side table while Piz crawled into bed again. She lay down facing away from him, allowing him to wrap his flannelled body around her yoga pants and t-shirt.

Soon he was gently snoring again. But Veronica was awake. She glanced at the clock: 4:00 am. She closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, all the while asking herself why, after nine-years of not seeing him, not hearing from him, not being around him, was she suddenly dreaming about Logan Echolls again.