Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, or any of the characters, although that would be pretty cool.
Author's Note: Hey, this is my first Veronica Mars fanfic, so bare with me. I am aware that the things that happen in the story are not completely the same as what happened on the show, but thats just my original spin on it. If there is anything you want to happen, message me and let me know.
Attempting to stifle her large yawn, Veronica Mars walked through the front doors of Neptune High, happy to have no eyes on her back. It didn't happen as much anymore, but every so often, a rumour would surface, about her sleeping with this person or that person could arise, and the stares would come back. That was the last thing she needed this morning.
Veronica's weekend wasn't exactly what you would call enjoyable. It was more like really shitty. Saturday, she was working at her Mars Investigations, doing the normal background checks on possibly cheating spouses or companies who thought they were being robbed. That was until Andrew Steinberg called.
His case was a less than fun one. His fiancé of 2 years had claimed to be out of town on busy, and so was his brother apparently. In the past, the soon to be brother-in-law and the bride-to-be had been seen together cuddling, but nothing more. But Andrew had found 5 empty condom wrappers in Alice's gym bag. This led him to her suspicion.
So most of Sunday evening and night was spent staking out the Camelot Motel, where Veronica had found out that Andrew's brother had gotten a room. To her unhappy surprise, no one all night left or arrived at the motel. She finally gave up around 5:30 am, and managed to sneak in an hour's worth of sleep, before getting ready for school.
Yawning once more, Veronica opened her locker and got the books that she would need for the next class. In her tired state, she hadn't even heard the footsteps behind her.
"Good morning, Veronica."
His voice was so filled with content and happiness that Veronica had to resist punching Logan Echolls in the throat. She turned around slowly, tilting her head and glaring at the 09er.
"Logan, do I really look in the mood for our usual morning banter?" Her voice was slightly hoarse from lack of sleep, and she closed her locker door, before resting her pounding head on it.
Logan smirked, and leaned against the locker beside hers. He could see how tired she was, and the idea of taking her home, and curling up in bed with her made his smirk grow, and he decided that looking at the floor would be best.
"Not a good night for the youngest Mars family member?" Logan looked back up her face, gauging her reaction. "Where's the boyfriend?"
"I don't know Logan. You are the one who lives with him, not me." Veronica snapped. She paused a moment, before sighing deeply. "I'm sorry. It was a long night, and I got about an hour sleep." She looked up at him, hoping he would find some sympathy.
Logan laughed softly and smiled. "Well, then I am glad I decided to get you this."
Veronica hadn't noticed before, but his hand had been around his back, and brought it back around, a medium coffee in hand. Her heart melted, as she looked from the drink, to her ex.
"I know you aren't really a coffee person, but I think you need it." He handed it to her, along with three sugars. She took it happily, and sipped it, letting the hot liquid wake her slowly.
"Thank you." Veronica finally managed to say. "I really appreciate this." She smiled at him, adoring the look of achievement on his face. "Now, where is Duncan?"
Duncan Kane, brother of her dead best friend, and her former but now rekindled flame. She loved the guy with all of her heart, mainly because he really was the fairytale guy…with some minor taints. He is the kind of guy who on Valentine's Day, would buy out the closest candy shop, and shower you in gifts.
"Well, I went into his room, for our morning snuggle, but he wasn't there. He left a note, saying something about being here later…and for me to snuggle you instead." Logan's eyes met Veronica's again, and his moved a little closer. The urge to touch her soft skin almost hurt deep inside.
Veronica lightly pushed Logan away. "Now, now, I don't know who he would be more jealous of; me or you." She smiled, hoping to make the moment more playful than awkward.
The two former lovers stood for a few moments in silence, before the bell rang.
"I should go. If you see Duncan, tell him I'll see him later." Veronica started to walk away, but came back, and kissed Logan's cheek. "Thanks for the coffee, seriously."
Logan stood, and watched Veronica walk away, a feeling of torture raking at his insides. Even though they had broken up months before, being with her alone, still felt more right to him than breathing. Every time he had been with Kendall, he had to force himself not to moan out Veronica's name, even though that's who he always saw. He loved her wholeheartedly, and without reason. And every day, he hated that it is was his fault they weren't together.
After Felix was killed, and Logan was acquitted, him and his friends had done a lot of stupid shit. And Veronica had called him on it, saying she couldn't be with him anymore, that he wasn't himself. But she was right; Logan wasn't himself. He had freaked out because he saw himself becoming his father, a fate worse than being a criminal, and in doing so, lost the only thing that ever made sense.
Running his fingers through his hair, Logan looked around the halls, and decided class wasn't worth his time. As he walked through the front doors again, he bumped against Weevil. The two dominant men stood for a moment, before going their own ways.