Hi Guys! This is my first fic that I have written for Veronica Mars. I would really appreciate feedback. Let me know if you think I'm any good and should continue. And please try and be nice. Also, I hope it's not too long. It takes place directly after the season 1 finale. I know I'm a bit late, but I got season one recently on dvd, so it inspired me to write something. Thanks!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything Veronica Mars related, though I wish I owned Logan 

Veronica sighed as she stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. She ran a comb through her wet hair, detangling it. She looked at her face, as she eyed the bruises she had accumulated from earlier that night. She was still reeling from shock after everything that had happened. Things are never going to be the same again, she thought sadly. While she had finally revealed the truth about Lilly's death, for which she was glad. She had betrayed the one person who had asked her to trust him. She hadn't, and instead had accused him of murdering Lilly. She felt tears stinging her eyes as she thought about Logan, and all the crap that he had dealt with in his life. She felt the tears start to fall as she realized how badly she had screwed up, and they started to fall even faster as she acknowledged the fact that she would probably do it all again. Finding out who had really killed Lilly, had been the goal of the year, no matter who it hurt. And now that it was really over, she couldn't take it back, and what made it worse was the fact that she sure as hell didn't want to. She wondered if Logan even knew about his dad, it probably hadn't made the news yet. A knock from the front door interrupted her thoughts, and she frowned as she wondered who would show up at this hour. She peered through the curtain and smiled.

"I was hoping it would be you" she said as she opened the door.

"Hey girl" Wallace greeted her with a sincere smile.

"Hi" Veronica engulfed him in a big hug and led him into the living room.

"So you want to tell me what happened?" Wallace asked as he eyed her face. "I mean I got the gist of it from my mom, but she was in too much of a rush to get to the hospital to see your dad to tell me everything. But I can see she was holding out on me" as he looked at her face again.

"Yeah" Veronica said softly. She felt her throat tighten as she thought about the earlier events. She felt like she could still smell smoke and every time she closed her eyes all she saw were flames. That was why she had decided to take a shower; she'd been scared to go to sleep for fear of what she might see. Wallace was still looking at her expectantly, so she took a deep breath and told him exactly what had happened. Wallace's eyes grew wide as she recalled being locked in the freezer and Logan's dad setting it on fire. His expression turned to shock when she told him how her dad had scrambled through the flames to save her.

"Wow girl" was all Wallace could muster. "I'm just glad you're ok" he said quietly

"Yeah, thanks to my dad."

"We definitely owe him one" Wallace replied "Life without Veronica Mars would be … well let's just say it's a fate too painful to imagine"

Veronica smiled gratefully at him. She opened her mouth to reply, when the ring of her cell phone cut her off. "Hello"

"Veronica?"

"Weevil?"

"Yeah"

"What are you doing calling me?" She asked, with a bit more bitterness then she had intended.

"Believe me I wouldn't be if I didn't think it was important" She heard him sigh, "But I think you should know about this."

"What's wrong?" She asked, picking up on his tone.

"It's Logan"

"What?" She felt her heart do a double take, as she started imaging all kinds of horrible things.

"Well when I heard you mention that Logan might have been Lilly's killer, I got mad. Them rich white boys thinking they can get away with everything. So I called my boys, figured I'd teach him a lesson"

"What did you do?" she said, anger rising in her voice

"We went looking for him, and found him on the Coronado Bridge. V, he was in bad shape."

"Oh god"

"He had been drinking, and was pretty wasted by the time we got there. He was just standing on the hood of his car looking over and out into the water. Uh, he was in the same spot where his mom jumped." Weevil heard her draw a sharp intake of breath and wasn't sure if he should continue.

"And?" She snapped.

"And … he barely acknowledged us when we got there. He was all like "Am I supposed to be scared?" But the thing that got to me was he really didn't seem to care. The biting tone and hint of sarcasm that he usually has wasn't there. Felix went in and grabbed him pulling him off of his car. Man V, he was really messed up. He just stood there looking at us, with an expression of 'Bring it on see if I care.' I gave my boys the signal, and they all started in on him. Weird thing was, he just took the beating. He didn't fight back. I had to call my boys off, I was afraid they were going to kill him."

"I thought that's what you wanted?" Veronica stated, the sarcasm rolling off her tongue.

"I'm not stupid, V"

"Really? You could've fooled me" she bit back.

"I just wanted to teach him a lesson" Weevil sighed "After I called my boys off, Logan just lay there, practically sobbing. He kept muttering "Veronica" and "Lilly" and "betrayal". It was then that I figured he wasn't Lilly's killer. He was so pathetic and distraught, it just didn't fit."

"How nice of you to realize after you beat him to a bloody pulp"

"Look who's talking" Weevil retorted quickly "You can't go acting all indignant, you were the one who turned him into Lamb"

Veronica was about to reply, but instead held her tongue. Weevil was right; she hadn't trusted Logan anymore than he had. "Where is he now?" She demanded.

"My guess is he's still lying on the bridge"

"You left him there!" The anger evident in her voice.

"Well what was I supposed to do, V. In case you forgot, him and I aren't exactly friends."

"I'll go find him"

"And V?"

"Yeah" she replied

"Be careful, I get the feeling he won't be happy to see you."

"No kidding" she replied bitterly "And thanks" She hung up the phone and turned to see Wallace looking at her questioningly. Oh god, in all that she had just found out she'd completely forgotten Wallace was still here.

"We have a situation" She told him "You think you could drive me to the Coronado Bridge?"

"You at least gonna tell me why?"

"In the car, absolutely" She replied.

Veronica was sick with worry as they made their way to the Coronado Bridge. She couldn't quell the sinking feeling in her stomach, as she knew that this situation was mostly her fault.

"Up there" she pointed as they saw Logan's Xterra parked at the side of the road. Wallace pulled the car to an abrupt stop and she quickly jumped out. "Logan?" She yelled out. Thankfully due to the hour there wasn't much in the way of traffic. As she rounded Logan's car, she spotted him lying face up on the gravel. "Logan?" She quickly ran over to him. She gasped as she got a good look at him. His face was a mess, Weevil's group had definitely made their mark. He was sporting a nasty looking black eye, his other eye was bleeding profusely, and his lips were all swollen. He was also clutching his side, so she suspected a rib might be broken. "Logan?" She repeated again, "Can you hear me?"

"Veronica?" She heard him mutter

"Yeah it's me"

She watched as he shifted to get a good luck at her, and then noticed his face darken as he actually looked at her. "What are you doing here?" His tone was cold.

"I was worried" she replied lamely.

"The great Veronica Mars was worried about me?" He scoffed, "I seem to remember you had no worries when you turned me over to the cops. When you suspected me of killing Lilly. Or have you forgotten already?" His tone was biting, almost baiting her.

"Logan" she repeated gently.

"Don't!" he practically shouted.

Veronica jumped back in shock, and fought to fight back the tears that were threatening to fall. "Don't touch me, Veronica. I swear to god."

"I just want to help" she said quietly

"Help?" He queried. "You want to help me, that's rich. I think I'll take my chances on being alone, but thanks."

Veronica suddenly tightened, and regained her strength. She wasn't going to let Logan bait her and make her feel guilty into not doing the right thing. "Alone huh?" she repeated "So you won't mind if I call 911 and inform them that Logan Echolls, son of Aaron Echolls is lying severely beaten on the Coronado Bridge, in the exact place where his mother jumped" She watched Logan tense up at the mention of this, she continued "I'm sure the Paparazzi would have a field day with that information."

"What do you want Veronica?"

"I believe I already answered this question"

"To beg for my forgiveness?" He gave her a smug look.

"No" she answered back. "I want to help you. Now I'm all ready to call 911, or you can let me help you." She stared down at him. He slumped back in defeat.

"Now give me your keys" she stuck out her hand

"What?" He stared at her in disbelief "You seriously think I'm going to let you drive my car?"

"Well you're clearly in no state to drive, so unless you propose something else?" She waved her cell phone in front of him. He gestured with his eyes to his cargo pocket. Sighing she knelt down, and reached into his pockets for his keys. His eyes were watching her intently, and she felt unnerved, not sure of where his thoughts were. "Yo Wallace?" She called.

"Yeah" he came running over. "I didn't want to interrupt" he said explaining why he hadn't come over.

Veronica gave him a grateful smile. "You want to help me get Logan to his car?"

"Damn" was all Wallace could say, as he looked at Logan "They really messed you up."

"Yeah, well I'll get them next time" Logan retorted. Together, she and Wallace helped Logan to his feet, and then walked him slowly over to his car. Once he was seated in the passenger seat, she told him she'd be right back. "I can hardly wait," he muttered.

She pulled Wallace out of earshot, "I think I've got it from here. Thanks for bringing me out here to get him."

"You okay?" He asked looking concerned. Veronica was grateful that he knew enough to ask.

"Not really" she replied, "But Logan needs my help, even though he won't admit that he needs it. I can put my feelings aside for a bit." Oh who are you kidding Veronica? You're about to tell your ex-boyfriend, the guy you betrayed, that his father killed Lilly, and then almost managed to kill you. Whether she cared to admit it, she was emotionally involved. Wallace just raised his eyebrows at her. Damn, he knows me too well.

"I'll be fine" she told him. "I think I'm going to take him to my place. I'm sure his place is crawling with reporters by now." Wallace nodded. "I'll call you if anything comes up, I'll be fine."

"Ok" Wallace gave her a big hug "I'll check on you dad, see how he's doing."

Veronica nodded, and took a deep breath, trying to keep back the feeling of breaking into tears. She waved Wallace goodbye as she watched him get into his car and drive away. She turned back to the Xterra and saw that Logan was passed out. At least the journey home will be quiet she thought to herself. She knew she had a long night of talking ahead of her. Taking a deep breath she climbed into the car, and started the engine. She glanced around quickly and then sped off into the darkness.

Hope you guys liked it!