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AN: The revision for this story. Will not be LoVe, so if you don't like it . . . don't read. Any and all flames you leave, will be used to make smores. Thank you.
Prologue:
The rain poured down, drenching those that had gathered at the cemetery to pay their last respects to Abira Chardonnay Wyatt. Her only remaining family -her three elder brothers, Simon, Jesse and Nick- stood silent around the casket, eyes fixed on the smooth mahogany. At a signal from the priest, the eldest of the three, Simon, stepped forward solemnly. His blue eyes were filled with tears as he twirled a fully bloomed white rose between his fingers. "I'm gonna miss you, ladybird," was all he said, before he placed a reverent kiss to the flower and laid it tenderly upon the casket. "I promise. I'll never stop until I beat this thing. You know I won't." Jesse and Nick moved forward next, both laying their roses upon the casket as well.
Logan Echolls didn't even know what he was doing there. When he'd agreed to be Abi's boyfriend he'd known what he was doing. She was just another girl. A beautiful girl destined to die much too young. She had deserved to be loved completely for who she had been, something he couldn't give her. But Logan had done his best, showing Abira all that she had been missing in her short life. And though Logan had been more experienced than her, she had been the teacher in their relationship. She had helped Logan understand many things that he hadn't previously. She was his guardian angel. Stepping forward determinedly, he laid a tightly bloomed blue moon rosebud on her casket. "Thank you, Abi," he murmured, his fingertips skimming the smooth wood, before he stepped back again.
The group mumbled along with the priest as he closed the tiny funeral. Rubbing his cold hands together, he nodded at Simon and they turned toward the sedate black car he'd rented for the occasion. He froze in his tracks at the sight that awaited him there. Veronica Mars stood huddled under a tree. Her eyes were wide with tears as she watched him. He took a step toward her, causing her to start. She shook her head frantically, turning tail and dashing toward her LeBaron. Used to watching her run from him, Logan remained where he was.
Opening his eyes again, he watched the car drive away. Squaring his shoulders, he muttered under his breath, "I think that's going to be the only thing I won't miss about this miserable town. Watching that girl run away from me."