Chapter One: Gold Premium Kisses

Veronica

Veronica ran a hand through her hair as she waited, her camera pointed directly at the Camelot. She had just returned home for her second year of school – who knew that the FBI internship would go so well? Right now she was on the hot list to go to Quantico whenever she finished her degree in criminology. So she was now an official PI and could run her own business – not like she didn't do that before. But now she was official, officially official things were going swell.

That is until she spotted something she hadn't expected to see at the Camelot – her best girlfriend's car. What was Mac doing here? Looking around at the shifty building she focused in at the car, sure she was on a job for her arch nemesis. Yeah kind of strange to have Madison Sinclair ask her for help – actually it felt great to have Madison ask her for help.

Two days earlier…

She had to stifle a laugh as she remembered when Madison asked her to do some 'research' on who had put a can of tuna in her air conditioning. The shocked look she had given her and that all too innocent smile. Oh she was happy her little tryst had worked.

"Well I don't think I can find out about the tuna. Honestly I found a half eaten burrito in my air conditioning and found it was a discarded lunch from the factory floor. It was probably the same thing, you know." Yeah that's what she had told her at least. "But Madison what type of surveillance package do you want?" She asked calmly.

"The best you got – I mean Dick and I got back together recently and he's been shifty continually running off and I don't know who he's with. And fucking Echols isn't giving me any help – he keeps going all red-faced-evil at me whenever I ask where Dick is."

"Right…lets make a deal lets both agree not to talk bout that – or him in general k?" Veronica had snapped slightly. "I'd rather like going to school and –"

"Oh cut the snarky bitch act out that you got goin' here, k?" Madison snapped. "He's old news and fuck bad in bed."

"Alright. Madison what do you want me to do? We've got a few packages. The Premium package – just basic surveillance I'll have one of my associates that he doesn't know become friends with him and his friends…and we can chat up an ex or two" she had told her." The look on Madison's face told her she wanted more – it was like she thought someone was putting his or her hands in her cookie jar. "I take it you want more than that –" Madison scoffed. "Alright we also have the Silver package – it's got everything the premium package has but we also tap into phone records, email monitoring…basically an all-access pass for when you aren't looking. And we've got a new Gold-Premium package."

"Gold Premium?"

"Yeah we ditched the temptation scenario of the last one – or at least I'm ditching it because it's Dick." She shuddered.

"Ah okay what does it have?" She was being impatient.

"Well its got everything the silver and premium have plus it has video surveillance and sound bugging. I will need you to hide a bug in his place – Neptune grand penthouse right?" She knew that, because that's where Logan lived. She bit back the rage she felt about him attacking Gorya and the fact that Piz still sometimes had a hard time breathing because of him.

"How much is that one?" She asked.

"It's three thousand dollars," she knew Madison could afford it though.

Present

She was right Madison had agreed. Glancing up at the room she had been watching she couldn't help but hide that foreboding feeling. Mac's car was here and what if she was with Dick. What the hell was going on.

She gulped pulled her car behind a dumpster, parked, and locked it. She was going to ruin her career for her but she didn't care. She'd rather still have Mac in her life than not.

Climbing the stairs she stopped and quickly knocked on the door.

"What the fuck man?" Dick's voice came from the room. The door slowly opening he leaned against the frame. "What do we have here a little – hey! I didn't say you could just barge in here."

"Shut up dick. I'm breaking a rule of being a PI even talking to you."

"Whoa I'm under investigation cool – what for?"

"Being Dick." She snorted and looked around the room. Glancing around the room she noticed it a shoulder bag that obviously wasn't his and a computer. FUCK what was Mac thinking? "Where is she?" Veronica asked her voice firm and almost aggressive.

It was then that the door to the restroom creaked open. And Mac's confused face was revealed. "What's going on V?" She asked calmly – she was too calm right now.

"Oh I don't know just Madison paying me 3,000 dollars to find out what is going on here." She leaned against the rickety old dresser. "Tell me – is she a total idiot or crazy because she seems to think you are cheating on her."

"Ugh no just making a website for Dick," Mac piped up almost too quickly. "I mean sure we may be becoming friends and all but its Dick – and he…" she paused, for a moment her eyes watering slightly. "Reminds me too much of you know" right. Beaver. "Just tell her he was making business deals –"

"No no no that sounds like he was pimping himself out" Veronica laughed.

"Tell her she's a psychotic bitch." Dick shrugged. "I mean I never asked her out – I just said she looked good once last week and then she was all 'Oh thank you love – I'll see you later' and doing this spastic winking thing. I mean I thought she was having a seizure." Dicks' no nonsense attitude about Madison just made her laugh.

"You know so you don't lose the cash I'll totally stick my tongue down her throat," he indicated to Mac who shuddered slightly. "Oh c'mon you know the Dick gets what the Dick wants"

"And I think I want to vomit" Mac groaned slightly.

It was then to Veronica's shock and dismay that he actually attempted to kiss her. And Mac was clearly not being herself at the moment because he actually did. Veronica almost forgot to take the photo. But she did.

"S-sorry that was just an automatic response. I'll destroy it." She groaned. And quickly ran out of the door, leaning her back against the outdoor wall she just sighed. Fuck. This was strange. As she sat there she heard a conversation starting and couldn't believe her ears.

Mac

Mac hadn't expected Veronica to arrive. She hadn't expected Dick to kiss her when Veronica was there – sure he had attempted to before on the beach at the end of the school year. But really she hadn't expected him to do anything to rash right now. But when his hands found her jaw and pulled her face to meet his she couldn't help but notice that twinkle in his eyes.

"S-sorry that was just an automatic response. I'll destroy it." She heard Veronica groan and run out of the room. That was probably good. About the instant that Veronica left the room she couldn't help but feel the arms, Dick's arms wrap around her pulling her up to meet him. Her feet were now dangling a few inches off of the ground.

Pulling her head back slightly she just gasped. "What the hell was that about Dick?" She snapped she wasn't angry no; there was too much passion in her voice to even convey anger; confusion maybe, but no anger.

"What am I doing? What are you doing – I mean hey I wasn't the only one doing the tongue tango there," Dick whispered. Of course he had a way to make anything sound vulgar. "I mean we're here it is the Camelot…you know the hookup central"

"Yeah but I'm not a hooker you ass" She snapped her words now filling more with anger than they previously had. "No but I'd like to hook up with you – who knows…maybe take you surfing with me" he had winked. "Mattress surfing of course" Mac was still trapped in his arms and could feel that indeed this was going nowhere.

She didn't want it to go anywhere really. "Okay stop – alright. Just lets leave here and I'll help you finish the website I don't know somewhere that there aren't any beds?" She offered her words were curt.

"Mac" he stopped and let her down, though he didn't step out of her way. She could feel every cell of her body was hyper aware of him. He was giving her a look that made her feel like she was the last piece of chocolate cake. Sure being looked at like you were delicious and edible was great – but really, she was still with Max. "Dick I'm with Max" she whispered as she put her hand out in front of her. She could see Dick's face-harden and the anger – or was it jealousy fill the space where his cocky bravado once sat. "You are with that creeper? Dude didn't he fall in love with a fucking hooker?" The words had stung. Sure she had met him after he had paid a debt to a pimp helping a prostitute out – and well, he lived just off campus and everything. "Is this all because – because of my brother?" He asked his eyes were closed his forehead creased in worry.

"No, b-but that doesn't really help. You were kind of a continual ass to me" she spoke her words shaking. "Because – because I thought you could do better than him…you could've been with me" he paused, leaning in his eyes opening showing the anguish there. "Mac – I liked you, I still do" he continued his finger moving to brush her cheek. "Stay with me tonight – please?" He asked his words soft and caressing.

"I can't – not here…kind of allergic to bed bugs and crabs." It was the little whip of wit that made him crack and laugh. "Smart ass" he laughed leaning in and kissing her again. Mac groaned and shoved him in the chest. Holy shit pecks. She thought as she pushed past him. "Are you insane Dick?" She asked glaring at him. "Dunno, but I'll keep you posted." He smirked.

Veronica

Veronica had to remember to run, well to squish herself behind the wall and doorway to the next room at the Camelot when she saw Mac leave. Sure that conversation the words alone had shocked her to the core. Dick liked Mac? And now she had the information she needed to ruin Madison but that's not what she wanted to do.

Picking up her phone she sent Madison a picture of Dick standing in the doorway his arms wrapped around a brunet girl. Sure she might have doctored it by blocking out the girl's face.

VMars: Sorry to tell you I saw your boyfriend kissing someone else.

MSinclair: Fucking asshole. Fine. Thanks.

VMars: Good luck talking to him. He's at the Camelot. Room 214.

Sure she didn't need to give that information. But she wanted to. Why? Because Dick was an ass to her best mate. He had totally just stuck his tongue down Mac's throat after he had given her own for the 'picture'. Fuck. Things were going to be crazy here weren't they.

Another blink of her phone she looked down to see the message from her back. Three thousand dollars had just been wired to her. Thank you Madison. She smirked and ran down the stairs flying to her car like a breeze. She gulped slightly as she looked up realizing that the room she had been in was right next to the one where she and Logan had first – had first kissed.

He had saved her life. God she missed him suddenly. She sighed and thought about Logan again her mind turning cold at his name – her heart still quickening despite her dislike of him. She wasn't oh-so-happy with him. He had attacked Piz who now was living in New York City. Picking up her phone she looked down at Piz's number. They had split up for a while until he could come and visit but she doubted that would happen. Mainly because he had said 'have fun with Logan' when they broke it off.

Sending him a quick message on Facebook she just smiled to herself and hoped that he would understand. She missed him. Really.

Getting into her car she drove to her apartment. She and Mac now lived in a little apartment above Mars investigations and it was much, much nicer than her previous digs with her father. Walking into the office she quickly turned on the light and felt her heart hammer in her chest. Sitting on top of the desk – on top of her desk was none other than Logan Echols.

"L-logan what are you doing here? Come to get the mob off your ass?" She asked her tone snarkier than she had meant it to be.

"Uh um. Come to ask you why Madison Sinclair was in my apartment wailing like a banshee – she blamed you." He shrugged. "What did you do Ronnie put Tuna in her air conditioning?" He asked smirking. Damn it had Weevil told Logan? No he couldn't have. He wouldn't do that.

"Well she claimed she was dating Dick again and I gave her 'evidence' he was cheating on her. You wouldn't know anything about that would ya? The fact that I don't know he's into my best friend?"

"Wait? Dick likes Wallace? I always thought there was something strange about that kid." He laughed smirking slightly.

"No you ass don't tell him I told you…but he likes Mac," Veronica scoffed.

"Oh, that? I thought he was over her." He shrugged.

"Over like he previously liked her over? Seriously?" Veronica was slightly shocked by that, sure he had claimed he had and told Mac so, but Veronica wasn't sure it was true. She just thought it was a way to get into the cool computer-savvy chic's pants. "I thought that was all a way to get into her pants." Logan whispered but not quietly enough for over heard and began to laugh.

"H-how are you?" He asked, he looked like he was struggling.