We LoVe New York

by DalWriter

Spoilers through Not Pictured. PWP? After realizing that Keith didn't go to NYC with Veronica as part of her graduation present, Logan hops a direct flight in order to serve as Veronica's personal guide a/k/a: What Logan & Veronica did on their summer vacation between high school & college. Let's just say some of the sights they saw were very private.

1. Chapter 1

Prologue

Logan maneuvered his yellow X-Terra aimlessly through the streets of Neptune. He wasn't sure what he was going to do to keep himself busy and out of trouble for the next week but he couldn't stop smiling. His father was dead and buried. Veronica was back in his life, back in his arms and he hoped, someday not too far away, in his bed. He wasn't about to pressure her. That wasn't his style, especially since he knew what had happened to her; he could wait, but he was eagerly anticipating showing her just how much he loved her.

His subconscious mind led him to the street where Mars Investigations was located. Curiously the lights in the office were still on which was odd since Logan had just come from dropping Veronica at the airport so she could fly to New York City for her high school graduation trip with her father.

Finding a nearby parking space, Logan walked over to the office and was surprised to find the front door unlocked. There was a light on in Mr. Mars' inner office but the only other illumination was the dim glow of the street lights seeping through the few stained glass windows as they came on in the evening twilight. "Hello," he called out as the bell over the door announced his entrance. "Who's here?"

Wearily Keith flung open the door to his office. "It's me, Logan. What are you doing here?"

Logan looked at him disbelievingly. "Uhhh, I could ask you the same question. Didn't I just put your daughter on a plane to New York for the big graduation trip you were taking together?"

"That's going to have to wait. I have an emergency here."

Logan was becoming uneasy. "What about Veronica?"

"I called her before her plane took off. I told her I'd been delayed but that she should get on that plane. If all goes well I should be able to join her by the weekend, Sunday at the latest."

"But you're sure she's OK?"

Keith walked across the office and put his hand on Logan's shoulder. "She's a very resourceful young woman, with a good head on her shoulders. Don't worry about my daughter."

Logan smiled, that sort of closed mouth, lips tight frown but with corners of his mouth upturned. He nodded. "Good luck with the case."

Strolling calmly out of the office until the door shut behind him, Logan sprinted to his car and sped off into the night, tires squealing as he peeled out.