LoVe has to be one of my favorite TV couples. I am so sad- as I'm sure everyone in the VM community is- that the show ended! I know I am in need of some serious closure, so this is my attempt to get some.
This is a one shot that will probably turn into a small(??) multi-chapter story. There are just too many un-resolved things from the end of the show in my opinion, and there are lots of different scenes running through my head I think need to play out. I'm trying to make it so all the random thoughts cohesively fit into a single story, but it's difficult, and I welcome any concrit and ideas!
This first chapter is almost kinda a song-fic.... or a song chapter. And I am usually not a song-fic fan, but I was listening to Save You by Kelly Clarkson and I couldn't get this image out of my head, and I decided it made a perfect prologue to what could be a season 4! Logan is in a hospital room hurt/broken/beaten by Goyra and his father's "people,", and Veronica is there thinking about everything- how she wishes things would be ok, and how she's gonna make them ok. The song fits them perfectly….. Seriously. Listen to it.....
Oh, and btw, i don't own any of these characters. They belong to Rob Thomas. I just borrow and play with them.
That sounded kinda dirty.... :)
Save you.
I Wish I Could Save You
I Wish I Could Say To You
I'm Not Going Nowhere
I Wish I Could Say To You
It's Gonna Be Alright
Veronica sat in the chair next to the bed, head in her hands.
A ruptured spleen, three broken ribs, numerous bruises on the body and the face, including one hell of a black eye that was swollen shut....The boy lying in the hospital bed had yet to wake up. Yes, boy, Veronica thought. Even at 20, and through the black and blue covering his face, Logan Echolls still retained his boyish good looks. Hell, he'll probably still look 20 when he's 50.
The doctor and nurses had assured her he'd wake up, that his body was just compensating for the shock of all his injuries. It was a good thing he was still sleeping, they said, because he'd be in a hell of a lot of pain if he were awake.
Logan hated hospitals. She knew that. All of his "injuries" from growing up, and he would wind up here with his mother. It would be, "Oh, he fell down the stairs," or had "scraped his back up on the cement, wrestling a little to hard with the boys, ".... Ya sure. The 35 year old boy with an anger problem and too many Italian leather belts.
I Can Tell I Can Tell
How much You hate This
Veronica hated seeing him in here. Seeing what they did to him made her stomach heave. Goyra. She knew it was him. Or rather, not him, but someone either he or dear ole daddy had hired to do their dirty work. Goyra didn't seem the type to actually carry out anything on his own. Logan was lucky they didn't kill him, and just left him in the parking lot beat to hell. Was it just a warning?
Deep Down Inside
You Know It's Killing Me
She was going to make this right, of course. That's what Veronica Mars did. She got even. She would not just let them get away with this. Who cares if they were tied to the Russian mob? She'd taken on the like before, and for him she'd do it again. If she didn't hear the constant beeping of the heart monitor, Veronica would've believed he was dead.
Rage bubbled up in side her. Oh she would make them pay!
Would that be enough, though? Would catching the bad guy right the wrongs done to him? By Goyra and by her?
His arm twitched slightly on the bed.
I Can Call, Wish You Well
And Try To Change This
But Nothing I Can Say
Would Change Anything
When her dad had told her that Logan had been taken to the hospital, Veronica had dropped everything. Now, she silently hoped he'd wait until she was gone to wake up. She didn't quite know how to face him, or what to say to him. He'd tried to help her, defend her, and gotten himself messed up in her crazy, dangerous life again. How do you apologize for something like that? Sorry you got your face bashed in cause I'm such a nosy snoop and can't let things lie...? Somehow that made her stomach turn again. Of course she didn't ask Logan to hit Goyra in the cafeteria— in fact she had warned him not to— but when had he ever listened to her about things like this? He threw himself in front of danger just as much as she did, and damn the consequences. She had learned that the first summer they were together.
Where Were My Senses
I Left Them All Behind
Why Did I Turn Away
How different would their relationship be if she had stayed with him after the whole Felix ordeal? If she hadn't jumped to conclusions about Lily? Had helped him and supported him, and had let him help her, instead of leaving him to his inevitable downward spiral? Would they have had the same problems? Maybe she could have gotten over some of her trust issues. Madison wouldn't have happened. Parker wouldn't have happened. She wouldn't have stomped all over Piz's heart and used him to try and forget. Because if she was being honest with herself, that's exactly what she did. Wallace had been right. Piz may been the "breaker-upper," but he was still the one more hurt by the end of their relationship. How many people were hurt because of them? Because of her?
Was that really only a few days ago? Sitting in this room, staring at Logan's battered body now unmoving on the bed, Veronica felt extremely disconnected from it all.
I Wish I Could Save You
I Wish I Could Say To You
I'm Not Going Nowhere
I Wish I Could Say To You
It's Gonna Be Alright
But here they were. She couldn't change the past. Veronica knew that. But she could make damn sure that Goyra and his family didn't hurt anyone she loved again, or anyone else for that matter. This time she was going to face the truth, embrace the fact that she had this pesky little problem of fighting crime and solving murders. So what was going to be different this time? Well, this time she wasn't going to do it on her own. She knew she wasn't unbreakable—and neither was Logan, obviously— and that this case might be a little too much for her to handle on her own. That she could admit.
I Didn't Mean Didn't Mean
To Leave You Stranded
Went Away Cause I
Didn't Want To Face The Truth
But she was going to work for the FBI for the summer. Her flight left in two days. And there was no way in hell the FBI didn't have information on the Sorokin family and their many indiscretions. No way. They had to be tracking them. As soon as she got to D.C. and determined who she could trust, Veronica was going to make them listen to her. If the tape of Goyra's confession was anything to go by, the family was involved in a lot of shady, dangerous, illegal activities, so she was banking on the name Sorokin alone to be enough to have her taken seriously. This was, of course, the only reason she was leaving Neptune. If she didn't have the burning need in her gut to hurt whoever did this, there was no way anyone could tear her away from this hospital.
When she came back in August, she would bring in her father AND Logan. She wasn't going to try to protect them and keep them in the dark. That was the sure-fire way to get her and them in trouble. She learned that the hard way. Of course Veronica knew her dad (and Logan) wouldn't like her putting herself in so much danger, but seriously... He knew her enough by now to know she wouldn't let this go. Couldn't let this go. It was Logan. Even though she knew her father wasn't exactly over the moon about him and their past relationship, he knew how she felt about him. How much he was a part of her life. Truth be told Veronica was tired of all the pointed looks her dad would throw at her whenever his name was mentioned.
Logan probably didn't know how she felt either.
But whose fault is that, Veronica?
She sighed, running her hands through her hair.
She would fix that when she got back too.
Reaching Out Reach For Me
Empty Handed
You Don't Know if I Care
You're Trying To Find The Proof
Logan had put so much on the line in their relationship, and if she was being honest, she had kept him at arms length. Him almost dying because of her was what it took to get her to be honest with herself? Come on, Veronica, how pathetic is that?
There Were Times I'd Wonder
Could I Have Eased Your Pain
Why Did I Turn Away
She had made so many mistakes. Veronica knew of course that he was far from innocent in the disasters that had befallen their relationship, but somehow, with him lying in a hospital bed in front of her, injured head to toe, it made it kind of hard to place all the blame at his feet.
We Can Pretend Nothings Changed
Pretend It's All The Same
And There Will Be No Pain Tonight...
It's Gonna Be Alright
When she got back, she would make things right. They could take it slow. Go easy. If they just jumped back together, picked up where they left off..... No. That couldn't happen. Veronica knew that would be unbelievably dangerous and destructive, and who knew what other casualties they'd leave in their wake this time.
This time, something had to change.
Of course, this was all based on the fact that he would even want to take her back. That he would even still want to be a part of her life, after she had kicked him out of hers only what? A week ago? God, things were a mess. But here she was, taking ownership of her mistakes, her issues, and her own limits.
My name is Veronica Mars, and I am not indestructible.
Hello, Veronica....
I Wish I Could Save You
I Wish I Could Say To You
I'm Not Going Nowhere
I Wish I Could Say To You
It's Gonna Be Alright
She didn't know if it would be alright. She didn't know if he would take her back. She didn't know if he would even want to talk to her after all the hell she'd put him through. She didn't know if she could handle it if he didn't. She had to hope he still believed they were epic. Because Veronica was sure there'd be more bloodshed in their near future. The Sorokins wouldn't go down without a fight for sure. But damned if she'd make sure it wasn't his.
Veronica stood and went to the side of his bed, reaching down to lightly squeeze his hand. "We're gonna make them pay, Logan."
Walking to the door, Veronica took one more determined look back at the still figure laying in the bed, before turning and walking out, a determined look on her face.
Because there was one thing she did know.
No one messes with a Mars and gets away with it. No one.
So what do you think?? Should I continue? I have at least two more scenes I wanna get out, so I'll probably post those anyway..... I'm also not opposed to people using or continuing any of these scenes if the need strikes them! Just ask me! I love reading more than writing (takes less work) so it'd be interesting to see where other people see them going from here!
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-heratulipsia