If you've heard rumours about me owning these characters, you're sorely mistaken.
6 months after Veronica was exiled from the 09er crew, Dick, Madison, Beav, Logan and Caitlyn were at the beach. The sun was setting, casting an orange glow over the waves. Madison and Caitlyn were hanging onto their respective boyfriends, their bodies hardly covered by the bathers they wore. Dick wasn't the only one of the 09er crew who heard the commotion at the nearby rocks. He looked around and noticed Veronica lying on the sand with a man above her. He was punching her and slipping his other hand under her shirt. Veronica was struggling and screaming, "Get off me! Help, please!" Dick began to walk towards her, a fire smouldering in his eyes. Madison grabbed Dicks arm tighter.
"You are not going over there." Dick looked back at Madison with surprise and slight disgust.
"She's one of us."
"No she's not, and if you go over there, I'll make sure you're not either." Dick contemplated it, but only for a millisecond, before looking Madison in the eyes and pulling his arm free. He looked at the rest of the crew who averted their eyes, shaking his head he ran towards Veronica. He punched the man repeatedly until he backed away and eventually ran off. Dick looked down at Veronica, blood and bruises on her face. He whispered to her, "Veronica? V, you okay?" Veronica groaned and reached to feel her face. She tried to stand but fell back onto the sand with a whimper. Dick awkwardly and uncertainly lifted Veronica and carried her to his car. Madison stormed away in repulsion. Logan thought back on how things once had been, he did feel bad about walking away, but he didn't want to be outcast so he turned and followed Madison to his obnoxious yellow car. Cassidy was considering going after his brother until Logan grabbed his wrist and pulled him along.
Dick gently manoeuvred Veronica into his bed and went to get the first-aid kit. When he returned Veronica was struggling to stand again. He put his hand on her arm and she stopped. "I promise I won't hurt you. Just…let me help." Veronica looked at him with furrowed brows and nodded. Dick put band-aids carefully over her cuts and wiped away the blood.
"Why are you helping me?" Dick didn't answer right away; instead he continued cleaning her cuts. He eventually replied.
"Remember when Beav, Logan, Duncan, Lilly and I went to your soccer game, and you kicked the winning goal? It was pouring rain, even hailing, you were so muddy and had like twenty scratches on you, but you kept playing. And Beav, Logan, Duncan, Lil and me, we all stayed in the bucketing downpour just to cheer you on. We all got so drenched, and then you won. And we all just ran onto the field and lifted you up, until Lilly decided it would be funny to trip Donut over, and we all fell in the mud. Then we had that massive mud war, and we went back to Casa Kane. Remember Celestes face? Lilly was purposely getting mud everywhere, hell we all were, and Celeste was standing there fuming. Next day we all woke up sick and spent the whole day watching movies. Do you remember that? That's why."