A/N: I know I said I was working on Redeeming LoVe, but I have hit a block with it. This little story came to mind and I decided to write it out. I always wanted to see Logan be innocent in the bridge thing from the get go.

Fighting for LoVe

Chapter 1: Leaving it all Behind

Veronica

I couldn't believe it yet. I mean Aaron Echolls murdered by best friend and tried to burn me alive. I mean I knew I was noisy and all, but I couldn't believe he stuck me in a refrigerator and was trying to kill me as my father found me. He risked his own life to save me. I came to the ER with him. Sacks told me that a Deputy had brought my dad's car to the hospital for me. I thanked him as I called Alicia and let her know what had happened. I knew calling my mom was out of the question.

I knew after calling Alicia to stay with my dad I needed to find Logan. I wanted to explain to him how sorry I was for doubting him, that it was his father that was guilty. I was headed over the Coronado Bridge when I saw his big yellow X-terra; I even saw a group of bikers around him. I pulled out my cell, and put it on the dashboard to tape everything that was happening. I watched in horror as one of the bikers stabbed the other one who was kicking Logan still. I didn't see the Fitzpatrick's until it was too late. I was being pulled out of the car as soon as I stopped. I saw Logan and another boy on the cement. They were both bloodied. I kept the cell phone pointed to the front of the car.

"Liam look what we got here," one of the lackeys says as I feel a hand sliding up my arm. I shudder as I see a truck coming our way blaring his horn. The guys all begin to scramble getting on their bikes or cars.

"Take care of this, Thumper," Liam says as he peels out leaving Thumper pissed and coming right at me.

"Everyone alright," the man in the truck says as Logan begins to move, and I am gasping for air.

"Call the cops and tell them there has been a murder," I say as the man runs off. I help Logan to his SUV; I use my shirt to pick up the dropped knife. "Logan go home, I'll see you later," I say as I drop the bloodied knife into a baggie and watch both men leave. I write out a note letting Lamb know what happened and I took off. I headed home, but before I got there I saw Molly hiding near my apartment.

"Veronica, you need to get out of town," she says as she follows me up the stairs to my apartment.

"Molly, I am going to go inside and go to bed," I say trying to cut her off.

"Liam has put a price on your head. He did the same thing with Felix and look where he is now," she says with tears in her eyes. "I got you as much cash as I could, please," she pleads as I quickly go inside and change my clothes. I see my mom looking around in my dad's room. I tell her she needs to leave because she no longer belongs with us; that I knew she was still drinking. She tried to plead with me, but I told her I took my chances with her when I used my college fund to get her help and she wasted it.

Once she is out the door I pack a bag and place everything I might need inside it. I take a few photos of my dad and me, some of the fab4, my laptop, camera and anything I might need.
I got into my dad's car and drove to Logan's house. I needed to make sure he was okay. As I arrived at the gates to his home I hated how the vultures have descended on him. I punch in the code to get in and drive through the gate. I park my car next to his; I look inside to see if he had made it inside.

"Logan," I call out as I enter into his home for the last time.

"Ronnie," he whispers as I see his silhouette on the couch. I make my way over to him. I really hadn't looked at him on the bridge, but he was beaten pretty badly.

"Oh Logan what did they do to you!" I ask softly kissing his lips.

"You were so adamant about my guilt so I did the only thing I could. I got drunk," he mutters. I allowed him to caress my face softly because if I was being honest with myself I was so glad he was alive.

"I'm sorry Logan," I say as I truly look at him for the person he has been to me not the past jackass he was. Logan is truly a rare breed, he loves and hates with the same passion. "I shouldn't have doubted you," I mutter as he looks up at me.

"Yeah, I heard they caught the jerk who did it though. Do you know anything about that Ronnie?" he questions as the tears in my eyes begins to sting.

"It was Aaron," I say as I see him look up at me with such raw emotion that I could have sworn he would see right through me.

"I heard that. Weevil was so mad at me. He said he overheard you talking to your dad about me," he says as I stop him with my lips. I didn't want to talk anymore. "I need you so bad," Logan says as he deepens our kiss. I go to straddle him. "I'm sorry too, he hurt you and your dad," he mutters angrily. I freeze as I hear his words.

"I'm sorry," I say as I lay my head in the crook of his neck wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Bygones," he says holding me closely and tightly to him. "Come to bed," he says softly as I stand up. He takes my hand and leads me to his room. I help him clean up and change. He tosses me a shirt as I remove my clothes.

"I love you," I blurt out to him as he looks at me. The sincerity in my voice causes him to trail kisses over my neck to my lips.

"I love you so much," he says as he deepens the kiss. I knew what I would do next wasn't the right thing, but I needed him to know how much he meant to me. That my words weren't as hollow as they might have sounded. I didn't even know if I would ever see him again.

"Logan make love to me," I say as he looks at me questioningly. I was being selfish in this action, but I wanted to leave him with how much I loved him. I hated doing this, but he was the person who meant more to me than life right now. It scared me that as much as I loved my dad, Logan held a part of my heart as well. I had never even given that to Duncan.

Logan took his time kissing every inch of my body as he removed my clothing. I watched as his chest muscles flexed from his movements. I would love to wrap him up and keep him with me, but it would be too dangerous. I let a tear fall from my eye as he kisses it away.

"Ronnie, you okay," he asks softly.

"Yeah I finally am," I say as I close the gap between us. The movement causes him to enter me. The intrusion feels foreign, and my heart begins to race as the morning after Shelly's party flashes through my mind. I push it aside to enjoy the warmth and love I feel as Logan pushes me higher and higher. My whole body feels like it's about to explode as I feel his release and then mine. We are both breathing hard and fast. Our bodies are slick with sweat as Logan leans to one side pulling me with him.

"I love you Veronica Mars," he whispers as his breathing goes softer and slower. Logan was a sleep. I slowly freed myself from his arms and redressed. I took the clothes he gave me and one of his sweaters. I quickly wrote him a note, leaving it beside his bed on the nightstand with a glass of water and some aspirin. I pull out my phone and quickly take a photo of him sleeping, as I bend down and kiss his forehead.

"I love you too, Logan more than I could ever tell you," I say as I leave his bedroom. I leave another note for the police with a flash disk of the video, and a photo of the bloodied knife. I then walk out the door. I go to my dad's car. I get in a drive to the nearest bus station.

I open the envelope Molly gave me to find it filled with hundreds. I know right now the only choice I had was to do what I thought was right, and running wasn't what I wanted to do. The hour I spent in Logan's arms solidified the decision, to keep those I loved safe I had to leave. Liam was after me, I left Lamb enough evidence to arrest, but I kept the knife because I didn't trust the police to do the right thing. I made sure that if Logan was charged I'd leak the footage to the media. I also had a copy of Lilly's tapes as insurance.

As the bus I was on passed the 'Leaving Neptune' I let the tears go. I was no better than my mother, I just walked out on everyone I loved; my dad, Logan, and Wallace. I had become the villain in the story. I hoped that my hero would be waiting for me if I ever got the chance to return.