He's been gone 135 days when they are finally able to connect on Skype. Lately both of there schedules had been the complete opposite of each other. When Logan had time, Veronica was lurking around snapping photos of adulterers, and when she had time, Logan was off base and unreachable. This left Veronica sitting in her bed many nights counting the minutes and seconds until he would be back home...not that she'd ever admit that out loud.

But tonight they were finally able to connect, and Veronica was halfway through telling him about her latest case when his buddy Cash popped into the screen, shoving a photo of a newborn baby at the camera for Veronica to see.

"Isn't she just adorable Veronica? I think I might just have the cutest baby in the world. A baby so cute that I just willingly used the word adorable." Cash boasted as he tried to avoid Logan's spiteful glare from interrupting their conversation.

"Please excuse him, he has a terrible case of baby fever...I have had to sit through nights of this crap." Logan sighed; catching eyes with her and mouthing 'sorry'.

"She is pretty cute Cash. Not as cute as our kids will be though." Veronica states, and as soon as she does she realizes her word vomit and wishes she could quickly shove the words back into her mouth and store them away in whatever mushy romantic part of her brain they came from.

"What did you just say?" Logan smirked, the look on his face said he was teasing her but the slight glimmer in his eyes showed that he was full of hope.

"Who me? I didn't say anything." Veronica said quickly as she watched Cash slowly back out of the frame, realizing that now was probably the time to leave them be.

"I think you just referenced our future children...in front of an audience! Who are you and what have you done with my girl?"

"I did no such thing, this is obviously a bad connection, or you've been over there so long you are loosing your mind and starting to hear things."

"Whatever you say Veronica," he smirks again, "but just FYI, our kids will be so much cuter."

Veronica can't help but let a smile pass across her lips before she quickly goes back into denial mode. Why on earth had she said that? Her and Logan hadn't even figured out what this really was yet. Sure they had spent two blissful weeks getting reacquainted, but his imminent departure it hadn't exactly been the time to define their relationship.

She quickly realizes that she's gone off into thought and jumps her eyes back up to the screen to be met with a Logan staring back at her, "So how about them Padres?"

"You know, it's a little hard to keep up with the box scores over here...and do not even think you are getting out of this conversation by changing the subject. You, Veronica Mars, queen of building walls and claiming she's not maternal just admitting you want to have my babies."

"In your dreams, Echolls." Veronica started to play with her fingernails, knowing if she looked him in the eye, even though there were continents in between them, he would see right through her.

"That's one of the many dreams I have had about you the past 135 days, the rest have all included the fun part of actual making said babies." Logan sighed, "Look at me please."

Veronica slowly looked up from her fingernails, and after staring at herself in the small box in the bottom corner and giving herself a mini pep talk, she looked directly at him.

"I want to have babies with you too Veronica Mars, and I cannot wait to get home and start practicing." She could tell from the look on his face that the joking was over, "Now my time is up, but we are so talking about this over email, and when I get home. You're not getting out of this one, bobcat."

"Stupid word vomit." Veronica joked, "I cannot wait for you to get home either, we can practice all day and all night."

"Eh, if we must. I love you, sugar puss."

"I love you, too. Only 45 more days," she smiles and seconds later Logan is giving her a small wave before disconnecting the session.

As she pushes away from her desk, leaning back in her chair deep in thought she realizes that this is not the first time she's let her inner thoughts slip in conversation. That's exactly how she told him she loved him 100 days ago, she can't really believe she made it 35 without telling him when her insides were screaming it.

He had been droning on about some flight from the day before, and while she was usually interested in his stories, this one was filled with parts that he couldn't tell her, which was only making her anxious. Obviously, she had never been very good not being in the know.

"What can I say to get you to wrap this story up?" she interrupted him, causing him to abruptly halt his words and laugh at her.

"Am I boring you bobcat? I don't know, surprise me..."

Veronica was trying to think of something clever when it just slipped out, "I love you." and again she was a victim of speaking words she had meant to keep to herself.

"Well it's about damn time you said that out loud," Logan gave her the slightest hint of his signature smirk, "I love you too."

"This is insane, who spends nine years apart and then reunites for two weeks and then accidentally slips an 'I love you' into a conversation when they are thousands of miles apart? I must need more sleep."

"What's nine years and a couple thousand miles to us?" flashing her a genuine smile this time, "We're epic, baby."

Veronica shakes her head and laughs, pulling herself from her thoughts. She already knew that Logan was never going to forget what she said today, and maybe she just needed to accept it and have the adult-like conversation with him. Without the jokes and the sarcasm...yeah right, like that was ever going to happen.

"Mac?" Veronica called out to the front of the office, "I hope you're not busy, I need a drink."

Mac swung her head around, removing her headphones that she had put on as a courtesy to Veronica during her Skype session with Logan. "What'd you let slip this time?"

"Oh I don't know, it might have been something about making cute babies when he gets home." Veronica whined, putting her head down so her forehead was resting against her desk in a dramatic fashion.

"Well, I think that definitely calls for tequila," Mac smiled trying not to laugh, "you're buying, boss."

Logan had been home for exactly 31 days when Veronica realized she was late. She stared at her calendar in disbelief; counting the days from the red dot she marked each month. How had she not noticed this for 6 days? Granite her and Logan had been going at it like they were single handedly trying to repopulate the earth. But wasn't that what reunions were for? She couldn't help but think that she had totally jinxed herself by having this baby conversation with him a few months ago. Following her slip up, Logan had emailed her letting her know that no matter his fear of becoming his father, he without a doubt wanted to make "beautiful fucking children" with her.

For Veronica, it was exactly what she needed to hear in order to admit, on purpose this time, that that's what she wanted to. But they had decided to put the idea on the back burner - give them time to enjoy the fun they were having getting reacquainted, and to let her get into a groove with things at work and him to finish up his contract. Now was not the time that they had agreed upon, and it was seriously starting to freak her out.

"I've got to...run an errand or two," Veronica said hastily to Mac, throwing her calendar and notebook in her purse before rushing towards the door, "I'll see you tomorrow."

Veronica was out the door and almost to her car before Mac could even get out a goodbye. Jumping into her newly purchased car, a more subtle Toyota SUV than Logan's BMW, she quickly sped off towards the pharmacy. After throwing at least one of each brand of pregnancy test into her basket and throwing in some condoms just in case, Veronica checked out and ducked into the liquor store next door. She bought a giant bottle of Patron and couldn't help but laugh at herself and her recent purchases. Then she headed for home to wait for Logan who was set to be home from maneuvers in an hour or so.

She walked quickly into their spacious yet tasteful beach front home, a house that Veronica had swore she wouldn't move into yet while he was away but just couldn't stand to be away from him once he was back on American soil. Shoving the bag full of test into the closest drawer, she set out on making Logan a drink - fully planning on partaking in one if and when those test came back negative. Hell if she wasn't pregnant, she might drink most of the bottle.

As she was cutting up a lime and throwing it into the rocks glass beside her, Logan walked through the front door, "Veronica? Are you home already?"

"Yeah - I'm in the kitchen, can you come in here for a second?"

Logan slowly walked in and gave her a quick kiss before stepping back to look at her, "I see you bought tequila - yet you don't look hurt...are you about to tell me there is a really dangerous case that you just have to take? Because really, sweetie, lingerie is a better way to butter me up."

"Nope," she said popping the p nervously, "here take a sip - it'll help." she shoved the freshly made drink at him.

"What on earth is going on? You are seriously starting to freak me out...and I think you need this more than I do." He glanced sideways at her, holding the drink back out in her direction.

"How about we sit down? That sounds like the right thing to do right now," she laughed uncomfortably before grabbing his hand and leading him over to the couch in their adjoining family room.

"No really, what case is it? Do you want to go chasing after rapist or murderers again? Because I'm really not sure I have another one of those in me this time." Logan asked, looking her directly in the eye trying to gauge how serious this really was.

"Well...here's the thing. Today I was looking at my calendar, trying to figure out my opening slots for appointments with future clients and I realized you've been home for 31 days. And at first, that was weird because it's doesn't really feel like you've been home that long, almost like I can't believe you're really back here. Anyway, I had been trying to figure out a weekend where we could get out of town for a few nights while you were gone and had marked in my calendar that we couldn't go last weekend..."

"V, you're rambling. Can we get to the point?"

"Right, right the point. So I marked we couldn't go last weekend because I was going to be on my period and that just did not seem like a recipe for a romantic weekend out of town. And as I was just staring at it, thinking I must have messed the dates up because that was over 6 days ago and it still hasn't started yet..." Veronica let out a deep breath that Logan was pretty sure she'd been holding in since she walked through the door.

He stared at her, confused and scratching his scalp with his right hand while his left sat on her knee. Her knee that was now slightly trembling underneath his hand. "Okay...I am missing something here. Is this about us not being able to go out of town this month? Because that's fine, we can always go next month or the month after that."

"It's about the fact that I'm late, Logan." Veronica sighed throwing her hands over her face, "Take a sip of that drink because you're going to put together what I just told you in a few seconds here."

Still staring at her out of the corner of his eye, Logan took a big sip of his drink before resting it against his knee, he wasn't sure where this was going but he felt like he might need it to be within reach. "Again, not sure I'm following. Late as in...?"

"Late as in pregnant, you moron." Veronica spit out, suddenly agitated not even with him but with herself for not just coming right out and saying it. She should have known that a rambling story would confuse him - hell, even she was confused at this point.

"Really?" Logan's eyes lit up as he quickly placed his cocktail back on the coffee table before moving closer to her and rested his forehead against hers.

"Are you sure you don't want more of that? Because I would really love a shot about now." Veronica laughed gesturing with her head back towards the table.

"Pfft, I don't need that crap. Why? Are you freaking out? Were you expecting me to freak out?"

"I don't know, this isn't exactly how we planned on this going. I was getting used to the idea of it even being a conversation - not happening when you haven't even been home for more than a month." Veronica sighed before leaning in to kiss him, for some reason she just needed to be close to him in that moment.

"Well, I hate to break it to you snookums, but things rarely go as we plan them." Logan smiled, "But are you sure you're even pregnant? I mean did you take a test?"

Veronica gave the slightest shake of her head, "No, I ran to the pharmacy and bought out the entire aisle and some condoms for good measure. I guess if I am pregnant you can use them with your other girlfriend." she smirked, it felt good to throw a jab in their, making her feel more like herself, "But I wanted to wait for you to get home and take them with me. I wasn't sure I could survive the 3 minutes of waiting by myself."

"Do you realize how proud of you I am in this moment?" Logan asked,

"Old Veronica would have taken the test in the pharmacy bathroom and then not told me about it for weeks, you just figured this out a couple of hours ago?"

"Hey, I'm turning over a new leaf buddy. Get used to it."

Logan leaned in and kissed her nose before moving down to her lips and kissing her hard, pulling her against him, leaving as little space in between their two bodies as possible. For some reason in that moment, he just had to kiss her, it was like a magnetic force.

"Well, let's go have you take those tests, baby mama." Logan joked, standing up and reaching out his hand to her.

Veronica by passed his hand and started to walk to the kitchen, "And so it begins..."

"No really, is there a single pregnancy test left in all of Neptune?" Logan laughed, looking at all of the boxes spread out on their bathroom counter.

"I just wanted to be sure! What if some of them were faulty?" Veronica shrugged.

Logan help up six test in his hands showing them to her, "Well are you sure now Bobcat?" All six tests were saying positive in their different ways.

"If I had any way to pee on four more test I would, just to be sure."

"Come here," Logan spread his arms wide, welcoming her small frame up against him, "I knew you couldn't wait to have babies with me."

"Now's not the time to gloat, Echolls. Are you happy?"

"I'm ecstatic, but the question really is – are you happy?"

"I want to be – deep down I know that I am," Veronica sighed, "but what are we going to do? I'm not sure I'm ready to share you with a tiny human yet."

Logan smiled down at her before reaching his hands up from her waist and cupping both her breast, "I'm not ready to share you yet either – or these."

He was looking right down her shirt and starting to get carried away when she lightly slapped his arm, "Focus Logan."

"I'm sorry, I can't help myself. Once I start thinking about you naked, I just can't stop."

"No wonder I'm fucking pregnant." Veronica rolled her eyes as she placed her face up against Logan's chest and closed her eyes.