Title: One Change
Rating: M
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Logan/Veronica
Warnings: sexual content
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em - not making any money off 'em. Dern it.2

Summary: What if before Lilly died, before Veronica was raped, she actually gave her virginity to Logan? What might have changed? What might have stayed the same?

Notes: Now, get ready, because this is a long author's note.

For those of you who read my one-shot, "One Night," this story is going to be the expanded multi-chapter that I mentioned I was going to write.

Now, usually, I finish a story before I post it so I don't discontinue anything, but I won't be doing that this time. I'm writing this for NaNoWriMo. For those of you who don't know what that is, it's a challenge to write 50,000 words in the month of November. Because of that, my quality of writing might not be as great as it usually is. I'm going to try my best, though.

It's not only this story that's going towards NaNo, but stories in my other fandoms will be a part of it as well. Even so, I'm going to try to finish this story in November.

Since I'm posting as I write, if you guys have any suggestions for things you want to see, let me know. Any ideas will be helpful.

Chapter 1

Veronica bit her bottom lip, shivering under Logan's smoldering gaze as it traveled up and down her body. She wanted this. She knew she did. And if she was truly honest with herself, she might have wanted it for a while.

When she first met Logan, she had a bit of a crush on him but forced herself to let it go when she saw Lilly liked him too. After all, Lilly always got what she wanted.

They were both single now, though.

She didn't know why she was single, other than the fact that Duncan was being a jerk, and right now, she didn't miss Duncan. How could she when Logan was in front of her, in all his shirtless glory?

And Lilly had tossed Logan away, once again, because of a mistake. One Lilly had made tons of times, and one she had never even shown any sign of guilt for.

Veronica gulped. She knew he wanted it to. There was no disguising the tent in his shorts. Still, he didn't make a move towards her yet. She wasn't usually the assertive one, not when it came to matters like this, but she knew she might have to be in order to get Logan to do what she wanted.

She took a step towards him and pressed a hand to his cheek. "We're both single, aren't we?"

Logan's hand first went to her waist, and then he allowed his fingers to lazily trail up and down her side in a sensual caress. "Yeah," he answered gruffly, even as his lips moved just a little closer to hers.

"Then what are you waiting for when it's obvious where this is going?"

"How drunk are you?"

She smiled, pleased that he cared enough about her to ask instead of simply taking advantage of the opportunity. "Drunk enough to not be ashamed to admit I want it, but not drunk enough to not realize what I'm asking for. And I know I'll have my memory tomorrow, and I won't regret it. So, stop stalling. I'm here. I'm available. And I want it."

With a growl, Logan holds her chin between his fingers and pressed his lips against hers in a rough kiss.

She closed her eyes, moaning, knees buckling underneath the weight of his passion.

He didn't let her fall, though. He never allowed her to fall.

She gripped his neck as she angled her head, opening her mouth to his invading tongue.

Logan's arms wrapped around her waist and held her body tight against his, pressing them together so intimately that Veronica felt the hard outline of his erection through his shorts.

Logan's fingers played with the spaghetti straps of her dress before pulling them all the way down.

Veronica had to let go of him so they could slide of her arms, and her dress fell down her body, pooling at her feet and leaving her in nothing by her panties.

When Logan's fingers brushed against her breasts, she whimpered, arching into his touch. "Logan," she breathed against his lips.

Logan pressed another kiss to her lips but kept it chaste. "What do you want?" he asked, latching his lips onto her neck as his fingers trailed down her body and rested on top of her panties, pressing against the heat down there.

She felt a mixture of things. New sensations ran through her body, and she didn't know what to ask for.

Veronica clutched his shoulders, her nails leaving tiny crescent moans in his skin. "I... I..." She shook her head, helpless, not having the words.

Thankfully, Logan seemed to understand and had mercy on her. He brought her to the bed and laid her down on it. He quickly got rid of his shirt and board shorts. And then he was completely bare to her shy gaze.

He began kissing her again as his fingers worked themselves inside her panties. And for the first time, fingers that weren't her own touched her in a place no other boy had ever been or seen before.

"Logan," she keened, lifting her hips off of the bed.

His erection pressed against her inner thigh, and she knew she wanted it inside of her. She needed it inside of her.

Logan got off of her and rummaged in his discarded shorts. She watched through lidded eyes as he pulled out something in foil—a condom, her foggy brain interpreted—and she almost shivered in anticipation.

He ripped the foil with his teeth and slid it onto his big erection.

And then he got her panties off of her, hovered over her, looked into her eyes, and silently asked, 'Are you sure?'

Veronica nodded, knowing this was what she wanted. At one time, she wanted Duncan to be her first, but this felt right. She didn't understand it, but she felt like Logan was meant to be this for her.

He slowly slid into her, pausing when she closed her eyes against the pain that washed over her at the intrusion.

Logan leaned forward and pressed soft kisses against her lips, distracting her as he slid all the way inside, her channel stretching to accommodate his girth.

And then he was moving, slowly at first and then faster. And then there was a mixture of pain and pleasure before the pleasure began to overtake the pain.

And it wasn't long before Veronica began undulating her hips, meeting Logan's thrusts, being an active participant.

Logan reached between them and touched a bundle of nerves that made Veronica yell her release. He soon followed after her over the cliff.

And when he collapsed next to her, his arms resting on top of her stomach. Neither of them could look at the other.

She knew nothing had really changed. Although she was glad Logan was her first, and she was honest when she said she would never regret it, she knew her and Logan could never be more than what they were tonight.

Lilly would never forgive her if she thought Veronica was moving in on her territory, and she didn't know how Duncan would react if he ever found out about this little interlude.

Neither should have a say, but they would both make it their business. That was the one way the Kane siblings were alike.

Veronica finally forced herself to look at Logan. "Are we going to be okay?"

Logan reached over and cupped her cheek with extreme gentleness she only ever saw aimed at her. "Of course, Ronnie. Why wouldn't we be?"

Veronica breathed a sigh of relief.

They would be okay.

Notes: Remember, if you want to see something happen in this story, ask me. I have no outline, so I also no idea where this story is going. Anything is possible at this point.

I may not take your idea, but it won't hurt to ask just in case.