A/N - So this little piece came from a day of boredom, random writings and some fan fiction reading. Like most of you I really felt that we didn't get to have a proper ending of Veronica Mars. But, on the plus side with an open end, we're given the multiple possibilities of how the lives of the characters ended up. So without further ado, my dedication to open ends. Hope you enjoy!

Closing his eyes, he yawned tiredly, stretching out his legs allowing for his head to drop back slightly, letting the lull of sleep overtake him. His eyes burning from being opened so early in the morning, waiting for a flight that was supposed to take off before many days he ever woke up.

The position he was in didn't allow for a comfortable sleep so he groaned lifting his head back up, focusing slightly at the girl standing in front of him, peering at him curiously. Her luggage falling around her. "What are you doing here?" Her hands on her hips, he couldn't help but notice the slight accusation in her tone. Shaking his head he allowed himself to chuckle quietly to himself at the irony of being in this one place at the same time as she would be.

Looking around the airport, he smiled arrogantly at her, "looks like I'm just hanging out."

Shaking her head she stomped towards the chair next to him, "I noticed, but what are you doing here, now?"

Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he caught the time before lifting his head to look at her once again, "I'm waiting for my flight."

"What flight?" She dropped her bag next to her feet as she sat down beside him. "Where are you going?"

Snorting, he slid down slightly in his chair, this time when he looked at her; he had to look up, "what's with all the questions?"

"What's with the no answers?" She smirked tucking the hair behind her ear. "Where are you going Logan?"

"Away," He grumbled shoving his phone back in his jacket pocket, resting his arms across his stomach he watched as the people walking towards their awaiting flights, while others merely were making their way towards the baggage claim.

"How very cryptic of you," she rested her arm on the back of her chair, studying him. "For how long?"

"As long as I want," he replied absently laying his head back down across the top of his chair, turning his head to look at her. "Why do you care?"

Shrugging she simply reached out to brush the hair off his forehead, "didn't say I did." She smirked at the annoyed look he gave her.

Nodding slowly, he let his eyes wander around the busy airport, his words were quiet on his tongue, "I didn't know you were leaving today."

"I didn't tell you." She replied simply tucking her foot underneath her leg.

"This might come as a shock to you, but I don't have to know everything," he smiled at her, warming his face. "Just wanted to be in the loop once in awhile." He let out a breath, watching as she bit the bottom of her lip. He smiled again as her gaze met his.

Returning his smile, she yawned loudly, tightening her pony tail, "I'm tired."

"You look it," he offered watching her, "nervous?"

"Would you hold it against me if I said I was?" She volleyed raising an eyebrow. "Or would it sound dumb?"

"Not dumb," he answered, lifting his hand to tug on the ends of her hair. "You'll be great though."

Sighing, she leaned back so her shoulder was resting lightly against his, "that's what they keep telling me. I think they're trying to placate me."

Laughing softly, he patted her leg gently, "maybe." He glanced around, noticing for the first time she didn't have anybody with her, "where's the goodbye party?"

"Said my goodbyes at security," she glanced over, meeting his gaze. "You have to buy a ticket to get to say goodbye at the gate. Call me crazy, but I think people should spend their money on something like homes for the poor, or maybe some cancer research, or a good pair of shoes." She grinned lifting her leg to show her feet wearing three dollar thong sandals. "Besides, I think it's better for my dad if he doesn't know that I'm not quite as sure about this chance as he is."

Nodding slowly, he realized he still had his hand on her leg, and she was nestled at his shoulder, "you know, it's usually never as bad as you're thinking it'll be."

"Yeah?" she lifted her head to get a better look at him, "so the butterflies in my stomach are normal?"

Shrugging, he held his breath as he could feel her hair on his neck, looking up he realized that she hadn't noticed, "yeah, I think so. It's a good nervous, means you care about what you're doing." They sat silent for a long moment; noticing her shaky breathing, he reached across her lap, grabbing a piece of paper sitting on the chair next to her. Scribbling quickly, he glanced up making sure she wasn't watching him.

The attendant speaking on the microphone, announcing that his flight was beginning to board, he watched as all the people who was be joining him on his flight, turning back he watched as she played with the bottom of her shirt, trying to catch her gaze his words were soft, trying to sound as calm as he could, "Gotta go."

"Yeah," she nodded lifting her head, the smile on her face. "You know, if you're not too busy this summer, you could give me a call."

Nodding, he sat up straighter, pulling his hand away from her leg, "Same goes for you."

Dragging his bag over his head, he stood up, standing in front of her, "bye Logan." She nodded with a smile, sitting up straight. He nodded his reply before turning around at the sound of his name again, "Thanks for being here today."

He smiled tilting his head slightly, "you're gonna be great Mars." Taking a step closer to her, he bent slightly pulling her in to a hug, "call me okay," he whispered against her ear, "even if it's something stupid." Pulling away slightly, he smiled again with a nod. Letting out a breath, she smiled in return, stretching out her legs as he made his way towards the opened doors leading him away to his flight. Turning around just before handing his boarding pass towards the employee he gave a short wave.

Smiling, she waved in return, refusing to break her gaze until the plane pulled away from the gate. Letting out a shaky breath, she noticed the small piece of paper lying in her lap. Opening it slowly, she couldn't hide the grin on her face, "'Defy the old dragon, defy fear. The world may rage and quake but I shall remain singing in perfect peace.' Keep your head up Veronica, I've always known you're gonna change the world. Logan."

Sliding the note in her bag for safe keeping, she let out a breath, a short time later her own flight being called, she gathered her luggage waiting in line to hand her boarding pass to the attendant. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and smiled as the opportunity of a lifetime awaited her. Somehow, she knew that this wasn't the only opportunity she'd been given today.

A/N - There you go, hope you all enjoyed it. In my head, Logan was always a little more experienced and worldly than Veronica, so I thought it would be kind of nice that he was there trying to comfort her. In many ways he was always her go to guy for when she needed someone, but like he said, she never needed anything. It was purely coincidental that they were there at the same time, Logan honestly didn't know when she was leaving and she was little preoccupied in her nervousness to worry where he was going.

Don't worry, he was coming back, as for where he was going, anywhere you'd like although to me it always felt like he would be going backpacking in Europe, clear his head, be somewhere new. Like most of you, I don't see Veronica and him ever really over, but you got to start somewhere and why not in the airport. It wasn't overtly emotional or angsty, but it was a comfort for V to know that Logan was still there for her.

Also want to point out, the quote he gives Veronica, I stole it from Everwood, it's a Chinese proverb I think or I could be wrong which sounds more likely. It's one of my favorites. Again thanks for reading, I appreciate all the feedback, good and bad!