A/N: Thanks for giving this a shot. This is my very first story and I am still working on the idea so I will be post as I write but I will try to update atleast every other week.
Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars. If I did Cassidy would be mine!
She loved him. She may not have been able to tell him yet but she loved him with everything she was. She knew he loved her too, more then he loved ever loved Lily.
Lily knew too, before she died, that Logan would never truly be hers. She didn't begrudge Veronica for that fact. Lily just wanted her best friends to be happy.
After she died and things went wrong Veronica didn't think they would get their chance together. She thought he actually hated her. In truth, he felt guilty. Guilty for loving someone who wasn't Lily. Guilty for thinking about Veronica instead of being with Lily that day. He dealt with it the only way he knew how, by being an ass and pushing her away.
The day he saved her from the psycho wanna-be FBI agent everything changed, for the better. He no longer felt guilty. It was like he knew Lily wanted them to be together now.
Granted they weren't always perfect together. Take the time Veronica accused him of killing Lily. She never got to apologize to him. She never got to tell him that she knew deep down that he didn't do it, that she was just scared when she found out he faked his alibi.
The night she found out his father did it she went looking for him. She never found him.
That night, everything changed. Felix didn't die on the bridge, but he was badly hurt. Logan wasn't as lucky though.