No Questions Asked.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, I am simply writing a fan fiction based on the glorious series Veronica Mars created by Rob Thomas. Has mention of events from 1x20 M.A.D and more specifically 1x21 Trip to the Dentist.

Helping Carmen was an easy choice, but it was the things that she found out during the case that had her feeling like her world was turning upside down. Her feelings for Logan were making everything a little harder to grasp, that lust she felt was being erased by the facts that were being presented to her. Logan had, had the GHB at Shelley Pomroys and that was where Tad had gotten it. Her stomach churned and she felt the acid rise in the back of her throat at the idea of it possibly being Logan who had slipped the GHB into her drink resulting in her rape. Sitting alone in her car she reaches for her cell phone, usually she would handle this on her own, but she needed to avoid Logan for the time being. Not knowing all the facts about that night made it harder to think with a clear head, and right now her head was anything but clear. No matter what was between them, Logan was suspect number one.

Phone in hand Veronica didn't think twice as she dialed the one person who she knew she could rely on. No questions asked. Her heart pounded for reasons she couldn't explain while she waited for him to answer the phone, as she waited for his familiar deep voice to fill in the silence. "Pick up, come on pick up." She mumbled to herself as she waited ready to hang up she finally heard the ringing stop. "Veronica, you miss me or something?" He asked and she could hear that smug smirk that she knew was on his face. Her heart raced again, this time for an entirely different reason one she couldn't put her finger on at the moment. "Or something, I need a favor."

There was silence on the other end, and she worried for a moment that he was going to say no before she even got to ask him. "What do you need chica?" She let out a breath she hadn't know that she was holding, and Veronica was almost positive she could hear him smirking on the other side. .. "You finally ready for a ride on my big ole' hog?" He asked a wicked note in his voice making her laugh despite herself. "You wish." Veronica said back, a smile finally forming on her lips. "Well spit it out V, I ain't got all day." A sigh left her lips as she tried to word what she was about to ask him properly.

"I need you to keep Logan away from tomorrow at school." She knew that Weevil's dislike for the other would be enough for him to do this for her, not to mention the times he had already stepped between her and Logan. Him destroying her car still fresh in her mind despite their steamy make out sessions. "Aight." Relief flowed through her, making her smile; Veronica knew she could count on Weevil, he may be the leader of the PCHer's but he was loyal to a fault and completely dependable. "Thanks." She said gently into the phone as she held it against her ear. "Don't mention it." That was the end of the conversation, he hung up and she was left with the dial tone in her ear but her stomach wasn't rolling and she felt relieved over the fact that she would have Weevil watching out for her tomorrow.

The Next Day.

Veronica walked quickly through the parking lot, doing her best to just get to where she was going without having to deal with anyone, especially Logan. Unfortunately he spotted her and called out to her, she knew that standing him up was going to end up with him trying to talk to her, which is why she had talked to Weevil the night before however she didn't see him anywhere; and Veronica was almost positive she was going to have to deal with Logan. She heard her name again but kept walking, but then he was beside her. "Veronica will you just stop for 2 seconds." Veronica gave him a look and didn't say anything as she did her best to brush past him, and then Weevil was there stepping in front of Logan giving her the opportunity to get away. Her knight in black leather, she would thank him again later.

"When they run away like that, it's kind of a hint they aren't interested." Weevil said looking at Logan a smirk on his lips.

"Look, you don't want to start with me today Paco." Logan said, his face portraying his mood clearly, the smirk on Weevil's lips was replaced by a look of puzzlement. "Are you sure? It was in my day planner under goals." He said that smirk returning as Logan stepped closer to him, giving him a shove. "How is it your business?"

Weevil shrugged his leather clad shoulders. "I'm just looking out for Veronica." Weevil said as he looked over his shoulder to make sure she was in the clear causing Logan to growl and grabbed at the lapels of his jacket pushing him again. "You stay away from Veronica." He said darkly, but Weevil just stepped into his face, getting close and personal. "I'm not the one she's running from."

Nothing else was said, as the couch came between them, breaking them up before it could turn into a full-fledged fight. "Move along." He said giving them little choice but to do what he said, parting ways as they cast one more dark look at each other.

(Majority of this was real interaction between Logan and Weevil in 1x20 Trip to the Dentist, credit goes to the writers.)

Later the Next day.

Everything seemed to be going well again for her, Logan and she had tentatively made up. That lust they felt for one another coming out as they entered his house, hands groping and lips melding. His dad had thrown him a party, outing them to his friends, but it had all been okay. It had all been okay until they had went to his guest house and she had noticed the camera in the ceiling fan, following it she made the discovery of where they went, hidden behind a bookshelf. Alone in the room, the trust she had just rebuilt with Logan vanished in a puff of smoke and she needed to get out of there. Her car was at home, Logan having picked her up, but she needed to go and she needed to go now. And she didn't, couldn't talk to Logan right now.

Reaching into her pocket she grabbed her phone out of it and dialed a number she never thought would become this familiar to her. It barely rung before Weevil answered, his deep voice soothing her frazzled nerves. "V."

"Can you come get me?" She did her best to keep her emotions out of her voice, but it caught in her throat and Veronica knew he caught it. Because this was Weevil and he never missed things like that, not when a voice catching or a simple look could say so much. There was a reason he was the leader of a gang, he could read people. Almost as well as she could.

"Where are you?"

"Logan's." There was a grunt on his side of the line and she was sure he was rolling his eyes. "Be out front."

There was no need to say anything else; they both knew she would be there. Veronica slipped her phone back into her pocket and headed out of the guest house wasting no time as she dashed down the drive way. She waited in the shadows until the familiar rumble of a motorcycle came towards her, it slowed to a stop in front of the gates and she hurried towards him. Weevil was pulling off his helmet as she neared him. Veronica knew she must have looked shaken because he eyed her carefully before speaking. "You alright?" He asked giving her his helmet; she turned it over in hands before she nodded her head yes. "Thanks for coming."

Veronica slipped onto the back of his bike, slipping the helmet on before she wrapped her arms around his waist. He pulled away from the Echolls gates, racing down the dark street. Together they sped down the PCH, her arms wrapped tightly around his middle, and even though she wouldn't admit it, Veronica felt safer right here with him than she did with anyone else. Veronica sighed at that thought because after the last 2 days she had just had and everything that had happened she was afraid to touch that thought. Sooner than she would have liked they reached the gates of her apartment. Veronica loosened her grip on his middle as they pulled to a stop; she slipped off his bike and removed the helmet from her head.

Weevil's P.O.V

He watched her, the glow of the street light making her blonde hair look gold as she removed his helmet from her head. She didn't say anything and it made him raise a brow at her, his dark gaze unwavering. "Two favors in one day, this must be something for the books." He said making her smile at him. "Guess I owe you now." She said drawing it out, like it bothered her that she now owed him two favors instead of one; but he pursed his lips as she did that damn head tilt thing that made his stomach tighten up. "Only an explanation." He wasn't one to push, but she also wasn't one to come to him for something, let alone a ride; common sense told him to leave it, but his feelings for her made him made him want to know. "So chica, what did Echolls do this time?" He asked waiting, after all if the other had so much as touched her he was going to wish he was never born.

Studying the girl in front of him he wondered when he had developed feelings for her, probably somewhere between the time she'd called him a dork at Dog Beach and the first time she'd gotten him out of jail. He was fine keeping how he felt to himself, after all he had feelings for Lilly and well look how well that had turned out, Weevil wasn't going to think Veronica was interested in him. Snapping out of his thoughts he looked up at her expectantly. "It's a long story…"Veronica murmured avoiding his gaze. "So shorten it." Was all he said as he waited, arms crossed over his chest as he waited for her to talk. "A year ago, I went to Shelley Pomroy's party and someone slipped GHB into my drink." His face went from blank to hard in a second, the idea of someone drugging her making him pissed. "I investigated everything and it…the GHB was Logan's." She fell silent as he tried to remain calm. "I was raped…or I thought it was but it was Duncan and I and he was also drugged…he said it was consensual. Everything is a mess Eli…"

Surprise hit him when she said his real name, not the nickname everyone used when they addressed him. Opening his mouth to say something she shook her head and spoke again. "We had patched things up, until I found camera's in his guest house." She didn't need to say anything else, anger flashed through him and he balled his hands into tight fists. Veronica reached out and touched a hand to his arm; he looked at it before un-clenching one of his fists and taking her hand in his. "You need me to send him a message chica?" He asked her, brown eyes looking up and colliding with blue as she shook her head. "No, I'm done with him." He raised a brow, unsure if he believed her or not. But she bent at the waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Thank you again Weevil, for everything." He nodded his head and reluctantly let go of her hand. "Don't mention it." He said gently as she took a step back from him, he slipped his helmet onto his head, waved and peeled out into the darkened street, wondering how tomorrow was going to change.

A/N: So this is part one of what I have written so far. I was pretty hesitant in publishing it, mainly because I worry about not doing the characters any justice. But here it is... I hope it's enjoyed and I will probably have the next part up right after this.