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A/N: This is a little holiday fic. AU. Set a couple of months after Season 2. Keith didn't get her plane tickets; but instead, got her a new car, the Saturn.

A/N2: Don't worry I haven't forgotten about my other fics. They will be updated before or by Sunday. I apologize for any grammatical errors. I really hope you enjoy!

Veronica was walking out of her criminology class. She had just taken her last final. School was finally over for winter break. She was relieved to say the least. She certainly needed a break from everything that had happened that year. She was deep in thought when somebody sneaked up behind her and placed their hands on her waist securely.

"Hey gorgeous, how about we blow this joint?" Whispered a husky voice into her ear before he started nibbling on her earlobe.

She smirked, "I agree. We should leave before my boyfriend sees us. He's an obligatory psychotic jackass but is known for his jealous streak." She responded teasingly.

"Then we should definitely hurry…" He stated picking up his pace.

"Why?" She asked curiously.

This time he smirked, "Because…" he leaned down kissing that spot on her neck that made her melt, "my girlfriend might be an annoying blonde but a heck of a prying sleuth. She'll know what we're up to if we don't move fast."

Veronica stopped abruptly causing him to bump into her. She turned around slowly while tilting her head to the side and pouted.

He gave her his irresistible 'Logan Echolls smirk' before he captured her lips with his.

When they parted for air he placed his forehead against hers. "I have an early Christmas present for you." But before she could respond he kissed her again this time a bit more passionately.

Veronica pulled away, "Logan, you really shouldn't have."

"Oh, but I did. Before you say anything, I already spoke to papa Mars and he agreed with me."

"Wait, you talked to my dad?" She asked confused.

"Yes. Here."

Veronica takes the envelope and feels it up and down. She shakes it. She smells it. Logan smiles at her. Veronica jumps up and down with childish glee. "A pony?"

She opens the envelope and pulls out airline tickets. She reads them. "New york?"

Logan looks at her and smirks, "We leave Tuesday?"

Veronica is now very excited, "Broadway, Soho, the MOMA?" She jumps into his arms to hug him, "Oh, thank you so much. This is awesome."

"I knew you'd love it! We a whole week all to ourselves before your dad joins us."

"My dad is joining us?" Veronica asked a bit amazed.

"Yup, he said something about; Yankee Stadium, Shea Stadium, and Madison Square Gardens. He also mentioned something about us having separate rooms."

Veronica gave him a devious smile, "What daddy doesn't know won't hurt you." She began kissing that sensitive spot on his neck before he could protest.

Meanwhile, at the Mackenzie Residence.

"Cindy, honey, please open the door." Natalie requested outside her daughters bedroom.

Mac rolled her eyes. All she wanted was to spend winter break locked up in her room. She didn't feel like doing anything. She got up from her bed to open the door.

Natalie walked quickly into a room, "Honey, the therapist just called…" Mac seriously wanted to avoid this conversation. Ever since the incident at the Grande life seemed to pass in slow motion. Things seemed less important. Her mom took her to a therapist a couple of days after the funeral.

She sat down on the bed next to her, "We both agreed that you need an extracurricular activity." Worry was clear in her voice.

Mac felt bad. She really did but nobody really understood how she felt. Well, of course except for one person, but he too was beginning to give up. "Mom, I'm fine. Really, I am." She gave her a sly smile.

Natalie gently rubbed her back, hoping it would be comforting and soothing, "I took the liberty of signing you for volunteer work at Neptune Memorial Hospital for the holidays."

"Mom, how coul-" Mac let out standing up clearly frustrated.

Natalie cut her off, "Before you continue I want you to give it a chance. You'll be working with kids. You have the orientation meeting tomorrow morning at eleven. Please, do this. At least, give it one chance and if you don't like it you can stop, okay?"

"Fine." Was all she could say. Her mom gave her a quick kiss on the forehead, "I love you, honey." With that she walked out of the room.

TBC…

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