It was late. Almost a quarter after midnight and Veronica knew perfectly well that she should have been in bed nearly an hour ago. Tomorrow was going to be a very hectic day for her and she did not exactly plan to spend it dragging her exhausted feet behind her.

"At least I'll have time to sleep on the plane." She reasoned quietly while she attempted to convince herself that what she was doing was now right. That it was normal. Yet no matter what her argument was, truth be told, Veronica simply could not rationalize why she was there, pacing in front of her ex boyfriend's hotel suite, desperately trying to figure out her next move.

She had already had a long day of saying goodbye to those closest to her since tomorrow she was to leave for Washington, D.C. Finally, she was going to partake in the FBI's Summer Internship which was honestly like a dream come true for her. Yet inside of walking on clouds, Veronica found herself feeling torn in half. Part of her could not wait to go and nearly quivered in anticipation, while another part of her desperately wanted to stay home. The goodbyes she had already said had simply been too hard.

Her very first goodbye had been to Piz just three days ago. Though she didn't want to admit, her farewell seemed to upset him far more than it did her. He had taken her hands in his, and had smiled that warm smile down at her before he told her. "I'm going to miss you so much. At least we have all of next year."

At these words, Veronica could not help but to blanch since she knew what had to come next. She had to end things with Piz though she loathed the idea of hurting him.

"Piz..." She began, her blue eyes gleaming over with guilt before she continued. "I don't know about this. Us. I mean." She admitted, hardly able to look at him. When she finally lifted her gaze, she could see confusion and pain register across his face. "Oh." He said simply before he then looked down at their entwined hands and snatched his away.

"I guess I can't honestly say I didn't see it coming." He replied, completely unable to avoid her gaze. Veronica's stomach churned with guilt at his dejected expression and she quickly tried her best to soothe him.

"You're a terrific guy Piz. An amazing guy. I just don't know. A whole summer apart? It wouldn't be fair to you."

Piz attempted to smile a sad smile at these words before he replied. "To be perfectly honest Veronica, a summer spent apart sounds a lot better than just breaking up…but I know there is a lot more too this."

At these words, Veronica quirked a brow before she said. "What is that suppose to mean?"

Piz caught the slight edge in her tone and quickly attempted to pour out his thoughts. "Well, I mean... You said I'm a terrific guy. An amazing guy, even. But I'm not the guy. I know that. I've always known that. It was stupid of me to even try being that guy for you because I never can or will be. The position has been filled."

Veronica tilted her head in confusion at Piz's words before she asked in a stern tone. "Piz, what are you talking about?"

"I'm not Logan, Veronica." Piz shoot back before he continued in a quieter tone. "I mean, we both know its just a matter of time before the two of you are back together. I'm just another needless obsticle."

"Piz, that's just not true. I really, really do care about you. I do. It's just..I mean with Logan…" Veronica trailed off. She was about to continue on about how complicated things were with him. How they had such a long history together and how they were suppose to be epic. But Veronica didn't want to admit any of this outloud. Not that she had too. Piz knew perfectly well how things were between the fiery girl he had such an enormous crush on and her overly protective ex. Even when they were broken up, they were still somehow together. And that meant there just wasn't any room there left for him.

"Hey. Don't worry about it." Piz said with a sad smile before he continued. "Just…Have fun this summer. I really hope you enjoy that internship. You deserve it." Piz said in attempt to lighten everything up between them. It was obvious Veronica had become very flustered and frustrated at the mere mention of Logan's name as though a storm cloud had suddenly descended over her. And Piz knew that if this small reference her ex was still enough to upset this impossibly strong girl that badly…it was about time for him too move on.

"Call me next year. We'll be friends." He said with fake chipperness while he plastered on a small smile. At this, Veronica looked up and offered him a sad smile before she replied. "I'd really like that Piz." She then stood up on her tiptoes and placed a small kiss on his cheek before she walked away. And with that, she had said her first goodbye.

Though she truly was going to miss Piz and felt riddled with guilt for every having hurt him, she knew the goodbyes she had to say next were going to hurt far worse. That morning, she had been her farewell to her Dad, and nearly began to cry in his arms before she finally let go. He had a case to work on and would be gone for the next couple of days. But that didn't matter. By the time he got home Veronica would have already taken a taxi on her own to the airport and strolled onto Flight 209. Destination Washington, D.C. She wouldn't be home for nearly two months, and since she and her father had never really be separated for a time span so long…it was going to hurt.

And so she held onto her dad dearly while tears stung her eyes. Time and time again, he kissed the top of her head as he told her with a smile. "I love you, Veronica. I love you. And I expect you too call everyday. Twice a day if your really missing your dear old Pops." Finally, he pulled away, grabbed his overnight bag and made his way to the doorway. Veronica stared after him sadly, seemingly unable to move. With a sad smile, Keith Mars looked at his daughter and said. "I love you Veronica. Be safe."

"I love you too, Dad." She replied, bringing a smile of her own to her face. At her words, Keith's smile widened slightly before he opened the door and walked out, praying that the next two months without his daughter was going to pass by quickly.

Veronica's next goodbyes were to Wallace and Mac, and they were almost as tough as the one's she said to her dad. The two of them had taken her out to dinner earlier that night and the threesome spent the evening grinning and laughing like the old friends they were. Even after dinner had winded down and the clock struck eleven, it seemed none of the them wanted the night to end. Because when it did, that meant Veronica was to be out of their lives for two months.

Yet finally, after receiving several annoyed hints from their waiter, the restaurant manager approached them and told them that the staff needed to clear. Laughing at this, Veronica stood up along with her two best friends as they wandered outside. There, Mac pulled Veronica into a small, sweet hug.

"It's about time Bond received proper training." She said with a smile before she added. "Seriously Veronica, I really hope you have fun."

"I know she will." Wallace said confidently while he threw his arms around his "B.F.F" once she was done hugging Mac. "Seriously girl, with all your sleuthing skills..you're going to take the FBI by storm!" Veronica grinned at this before she replied playfully. "Well, I'm glad my BFF and my partner in crime have such faith in me." Soon after speaking these words, Wallace and Mac said their last goodbyes before they climbed into their cars and left leaving Veronica behind, deep in thought.

She had been plagued all day by the thought of the last goodbye she needed to say. It was one that she both craved and dreaded all at once and for the life of her, she couldn't decide whether or not she wanted to say it. It would hurt her. She knew that. It would hurt so bad to say goodbye to this person though the two of them had say it plenty of times in the past. Maybe that's why she knew it would cause her so much pain to say it again.

Over the next hour after saying goodbye to Mac and Wallace, Veronica fell into a pattern where she would suddenly become courageous and resolved until she would began to doubt again and would hesitant before finding her courage again. Somehow, after repeating this pattern nearly 15 times, she finally found herself in front of the Presidential Suite on Neptune's finest hotel, pacing nervously as she tried to gather the will to knock on the door.

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Alright all, this is my very first fanfiction and I hope you all enjoyed the briefness thats up for now. I hope to update really soon, and I promise things will become a little more engaging. Thanks so much for reading. Reviews would be very appreciated .