Ok, this is my first ever Veronica Mars Fanfiction, and only my second fan fiction, so I'll appreciate any piece of advice! This story is AU, basically set over Veronica and Logan's lifetime. All events up to, and including, "Not Pictured" have happened. Each chapter happens one year apart, over the same week, and each chapter will have several parts (shall we say, one part per day of the week?). This story is LoVe!

Chapter One:

Veronica paused, listening . Inside was quiet, save for the gentle breathing she could faintly hear through the thick wooden door. She smiled slightly, pushing the handle down, and stepping into the room. A male figure lay twisted in the sheets, one arm flung dramatically across the empty space besides him. The other arm cradled a pillow close to his face.

Veronica stepped out of her shoes and jeans, and crawled in next to him. Still sleeping, the man left go of the pillow and snuggled in next to her body. Veronica shut her eyes, peaceful at last, after a long and tiring day. It had been one week since Cassidy had leapt from the Neptune Grand, one week since her father had abandoned her at the airport, and one week since she and Logan had renewed a relationship that neither had really ever let go off.

All three events, linked yet separate, had served to completely re-write her future. The news of Cassidy's death left Neptune in shock. The families of the victims of the bus crash felt vindicated, while Dick Casablancas was devastated at his brothers loss. Mac had gone into reclusion, struggling to mourn the boy she knew, and hate the boy he turned out to be.

Veronica knew there was not going to be a happy ending to this event any time soon.

Keith leaving Veronica at the airport did not seem to have a happy ending either. After waiting til the final boarding call on her plane, Veronica had cancelled her seat. After talking her way out of a meeting with angry airports officials, and convincing them she wasn't a terrorist, Veronica had called Logan.

Breathing in the scent of the man wrapped around her, Veronica thought back to that day.

"Miss me already? I knew I was pretty incredible, but its only been an hour. Aren't you still on the plane?"

Logan answered. Veronica smiled at his banter.

"Actually, I didn't exactly make it on the plane. I need a favour."

"Ah! The infamous Mars line. I do feel special. What can my wondrous self do for you?" Veronica could hear the concern in his words. Clearly he was wondering why she wasn't on the plane. Well, she was wondering that too.

"Pick me up? I'm at the airport still."

Logan was there in ten minutes. Veronica wondered how many road laws he had broken to get there so fast, then decided it didn't matter.

Logan smirked at her as she got in. "Couldn't bear the thought of spending a week away from me?"

Veronica didn't respond, pulling out her cell phone and trying to call her father for the fifth time. She got his voicemail, again.

Logan touched her arm, already driving.

"Ronnie? What's happened?"

"My dad hasn't shown up. I don't know why."

Logan's eyes narrowed with concern.

"Let's go back to Mars Investigations. Maybe he got caught up with whatever Kendall wanted."

Veronica scowled. "Unlike you, my father doesn't 'get caught up' with every piece of trash that walks by." She snapped, reflexively. Logan flinched, and continued to drive silently. Veronica regretted the words immediately.


"Logan. Logan, pull over. Please."

Logan manoeuvred the Xterra to the side of the road, and sat stoically in his seat, staring at the window at nothing. Veronica moved closer to him, touching his face.

"Logan? I'm sorry. I didn't meant that."

Logan turned away. "You only ever say what you mean, Veronica."

"I said everything would be alright. I meant that."

Logan looked at her. "We need to talk. Like, all cards on the table, lay it bare, talk."

Veronica nodded. "We will. Soon. Tonight, if you like."

"I like."

Veronica leant in, and stared at him, their lips almost touching . Logan closed the distance, seizing her mouth with his. Their kissing deepened, as he licked her lips, and she let him enter her mouth. Her tongue wrestled with his, and before either of them knew it, Veronica was straddling Logan, and his shirt was off. Logan paused, hands already undoing her bra strap.

"Veronica. Ronnie, stop." Veronica stopped kissing his neck. She mock-glared at him, then smiled. Worry entered her eyes as she remembered their destination, and she slid reluctantly back to her seat, but not before planting one last kiss on his mouth. A kiss that promise so much more than groping in the drivers seat of his car. Logan shuddered, breathing deeply, trying to think un-sexy thoughts. Veronica grinned at him, noticing a certain predicament that hindered his ability to drive for the moment.

"Want me to drive?" She asked casually. Logan looked at her, askance.

"And trust you not to destroy my precious T-bird?"

Veronica gave him her best head tilt. Logan stopped breathing, losing all conscious thought as he stared at her. Veronica laughed, low and throaty.

"I think you are going to have to."

Logan moved to the passenger seat without complaint. Veronica sat behind the wheel of the yellow monstrosity.

"So- visible scratches are a no-no, but what's your view on shallow dents?"

Veronica laughed out loud, remembering the expression on Logan's face when she said that.

"Thinking about me?" Came a sleepy voice from behind her head. She twisted round to gaze at the man, who was now considerably more awake than moments before.

"Yes, Logan, I was thinking of you. Of how ridiculously hot you look when you sleep."

Logan pretended to be offended. "I'm always ridiculously hot, I'll have you know! You, on the other hand-" He paused, eyes roving up and down her body. "You haven't a hint of ridiculousness about you. Just pure hotness, albeit in a tiny blonde annoyance-bringing package."

Veronica laughed, and swatted him. He caught her hand, and held it dramatically to his chest.

"Just think, what an insane amount of hotness do we have in this bed right now? Between you and me, this place is going to erupt in flames any second now." He actually glanced around, looking for smoke. Veronica laughed deeply, clutching her sides.

Logan glanced back at her, a smile on his lips.

"Made you laugh." He sing-songed. Veronica pulled him closer to her.

"Yes, you did. Wanna make me do something else now?" Her eyes were suggestive, and Logan gulped, eyes darkening.

"Uh-huh."

He kissed her passionately. Veronica rolled on top of him, and Logan sat up, his hands curving around her back. Still kissing, Veronica began to pull off his shirt, only releasing his lips as she pulled the fabric over his head. Logan let his hands wander up her shirt, pulling at her bra strap. They paused, remembering the car incident, and what had happened when they finally arrived at the office.

"You ok?" Logan asked, caressing her skin. Veronica lent into his shoulder, nodding.

"Yeah, I am. Just- still sad. And angry."

Logan nodded, understanding. He, too, was sad and angry about that day.

They had arrived at Mars Investigations, and quickly raced into the office. Keith was nowhere in sight, but a bright blue piece of paper lay on Veronica's desk. Veronica read it quickly, her face paling. Logan took her in his arms, leaning his forehead against hers. His eyes asked the question.

"Gone" She answered flatly. "No details, just gone. To find someone. Damn that bitch." She growled. Logan took that to mean Kendall. She always did have perfect timing, he thought.

"What else?" He was sure there was more.

Veronica sighed. "Just that he loves me, isn't in danger, and will explain when he can. Wouldn't even leave me a note that I could get indignant over, would he." She half-muttered to herself. Logan held, unsure what to do. Veronica pulled back so that she could look at him.

"And what's worse, he told me to stay with you."

Logan felt bemused. "Why is that worse?" And since when does Keith Mars trust me with his daughter? Since I saved her on the roof, he answered himself. Veronica smiled at him.

"It's worse because I'd have stayed with you anyway, and now I can't even feel vindicated by doing something he'd be upset about."

Logan nodded, then frowned. "So you'd only stay with me to annoy your father?" he wasn't sure that was what she meant, but felt the hurt sinking in anyway.

Veronica's eyes widened. "oh, no, no, you know I didn't meant it like that. I'd stay cause I'd want to- but it would be a bonus if it bothered my dad." She admitted, sheepishly.

Logan let go of the hurt. "That I can handle. So- you think you're staying with me now, huh? You going to ask nicely?"

Veronica grinned slyly. "No. You're going to beg me to stay with you."

Logan laughed. "Ah- no. I can live without you. You'll be begging to stay after a day."

Veronica pouted. "Live without me? Not what you said at the alterna-prom."

Logan paused. "Really?" His voice was strangled. "What did I say, then?" He whispered, his eyes vulnerable. Veronica closed her eyes, pretending to remember.

"That I broke your heart. That you thought we were epic- lives ruined, bloodshed, years and continents, epic. That you regretted what happened last summer, and you'd do it all over if you could."

She opened her eyes to see Logan with tears streaming down his face.

"I meant it. Every word. Drunk or not, I meant it." He choked. Veronica felt tears in her eyes, even as she brushed his away.

"I know. I know." She soothed. Logan cupped her face in his hands.

"Did I tell you that I love you?" he asked, serious. Veronica shook her head, suddenly feeling scared. Of him loving you- or not?

Logan stared at her, biting his lip. "Well, I do. And I'm not sorry if that scares you. I am sorry that I didn't tell you that every day since last summer. I'm sorry that I gave you cause to hate me. To leave me."

Veronica shook her head. "I never hated you. And I'm not scared. Of you loving me. But I- I can't say it. Not here. Not just now."

Logan nodded, eyes lightening. She couldn't say it yet, he thought. Which means she could say it one day- and maybe, just maybe, she already feels it.

He kissed her gently. "Lets go back to my place, then."

Veronica wiped her eyes. "When did I agree to stay with you?"

Logan thought about it, then suddenly lunged forward, and picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder.

"Now. When I didn't give you the choice."

He walked them out to his car, ignoring the strange looks of passing strangers.

A car slowed to a stop as he fumbled for his keys, and struggled with a wriggling and yelling Veronica. The window rolled down.

"What on earth are you doing with Veronica Mars, Logan?" Came Madison Sinclair's voice. Logan turned awkwardly, trying to balance Veronica on his shoulder.

"Oh, you know, kidnapping her. My silly little girlfriend here thought she could run away from me, but" He chuckled. "I'm faster."

Madison gaped at him. "Girlfriend? After last time? I didn't think you would lower yourself twice."

Veronica waved at her, upside down. "Nice to see you too, Madison."

Logan glared at Madison. "Madison, Madison. I hardly call dating Veronica Mars as 'lowering' myself. Although I suppose you'd know all about lowering yourself, would you?"

Madison flinched at the barb. "Well, you two deserve each other. The son of a murderer, and the daughter of the man too stupid to catch the murderer."

Veronica sighed, still hanging over Logan's shoulder. "Not the most original call, Madison. Seriously, why didn't you try something about me being Neptune's biggest whore- oh , you want that title don't you?"

Madison sniffed, and drove off without replying.

Logan lowered Veronica into the car. "Well, that was fun. Can't wait til the next run-in like that."

Veronica grinned at him. "One down, only the rest of Neptune to go!"

Logan climbed into the drivers seat. "I'm thinking we should get T-Shirts printed. "Yes, we're dating. No, your opinion does not matter."

Veronica laughed. "And matching hats. We could even sell them to our supporters."

Logan waggled his eyebrows. "What? Us? Supporters? How much are we paying them?"

Veronica pulled a face at him. She fell silent as they drove, concerned and disappointed with her father. What on earth could be so important that he would abandon me?

"Veronica? Earth to Mars?" Veronica could hear Logan chuckling at his own joke, as she focused back on the present. She swatted him again.

"Very funny, Logan, but that one's already taken. It's Mac's line." Logan ignored her, choosing to focus on unbuttoning her top. Veronica soon lost track of all time and memories, as her senses and emotions overtook conscious thought, and her world narrowed to this bed, this man and life was good.

Ok! That's it for Chapter One: Part One. Have no fear, Chapter One: Part Two is written, and ready, if you're interested. I need only one teeny tiny little thing first…why yes! You guess correctly. Reviews, reviews, reviews!