A/N: Okay so, basically this story begins about a year-ish after the show finished with the assumption that Veronica broke up with Piz like right after. It is implied that Logan has (hinted?) asked Veronica out and this kind of picks up with her response. Not sure how long I plan for this to be, honestly, at least a few chapters, although this is all I have written at the moment.

Chapter One: Will They/ Won't They

"Here's the deal," she said, leading him over to an empty table in the cafeteria, "I'm willing to give us," she gestured with her hands between them for emphasis, "one more shot." She watched the grin grow on his face and held up a finger to indicate she wasn't finished talking. "One, as in we get into a stupid argument in three weeks and break-up and that's it, for good, there's no coming back. I can't keep getting caught in this loop with you. I love you but it's just too painful to keep doing this. So, think about it, okay," she finished and looked to his eyes for some sort of understanding or acknowledgement.

He couldn't say that he didn't understand; he certainly felt the unbearable pain of losing her the last time they broke up. "So, what happens if we don't get into an argument in three weeks and break up?" he asked, running his finger along the edge of the table, meeting her gaze.

She smiled and took his hand, "then we get married." Surely that ultimatum would scare him off, instead they shared a laugh. "I'm not saying that we never argue again, because we both know that won't happen. I just saying when we do, we work through it, together," she said, bringing it back to the serious. They were kind of notorious for breaking up instead of dealing with their problems and holding grudges.

Veronica had been single almost a year and in that time had done a lot of thinking and analyzing her past relationships with Logan. First "break up" was regarding Shelly Pomroy's party and her unwillingness to go ahead and confront him about what happened. Second break up: she thought he murdered her best friend and didn't talk to him about it. Third break up: Logan was out of control. Somehow this could be brought back to their lack of communication. Fourth break up: He broke up with her, wanting to spare them the inevitable pain; something about her independence and trust issues and his feeling of inadequacy and desire to protect her. Fifth, and last, break up: He slept with Madison Sinclair. Madison freaking Sinclair. They both could use some work.

Twelve months. It was probably around the longest period of time that she had been single since she started dating. It had been good for her, though. Veronica made a point to focus on her schoolwork, spending time with her friends, and the less dangerous cases at Mars Investigations. She even had time to return to photography.

"So," she said, bringing the conversation back, "take a few days or more. Think about it and when you're sure, ask me out on a date. In the meantime, I'd still like to be friends, if that's all right?" It's not like there were any guys waiting in the wings to sweep her off her feet. Deep down, she knew she was meant to be with Logan; she just had to be sure he was all in as well.

Logan nodded in understanding. Veronica wanted to be in it for the long run and he needed to figure out if he was ready for that kind of relationship: the potential rest of his life kind of relationship. "Okay," he pointed to his wrist where a watch was not, "I should be heading to class though. Do you want to come by later and watch a movie, friend?" he asked, standing up and grabbing his books from the table.

"Just a movie?" she asked, suddenly nervous. Did he not just get her message? She wanted him to think about it.

He laughed, "Unless you want to be those kinds of friends, which I am completely okay with, by the way." He wiggled his eyebrows at her. The day he said no to sex with Veronica Mars would be the day that someone needed to get him a psychiatric evaluation because he would have officially lost his damn mind.

She blushed furiously as she shook her head. He shrugged his shoulders and walked off to class, already formulating a plan in his head. It was genius really, he would "date" her without actually dating her, then they couldn't break up. Once he was sure that they truly had learned to work out their differences, he would ask her out.

A/N 2: I hate to beg, but, if you feel so compelled, review. Any thoughts you have, good or bad, just enter them in the cool box for me.