I don't own Veronica Mars.

Thanks to lateVMlover for help me with some of my mistakes.

CHAPTER 1: IT IS WHAT IT IS.

The couple was in bed. He was reading and writing some notes in the pages, and she was looking at the screen and tapping in her laptop. Every time she thought of something new, she would ask and add it to her list.

"Do you think we should invite more people? Logan? Are you even listening to me?" she asked a little irritated with her fiancé.

"Yes, I'm listening. But I don't really care about how many people are coming. I've already given you my list, so the rest is all yours," he answered, still looking at the draft he was reading.

"Okay, so you're just going to invite like ten people and Dick?" she kept writing in her laptop.

"Well, Dick is my best man, so I'm kind of obligated to invite him."

"What about your sister or some other family?" she asked, looking at him from the corner of her eye. This was the kind of conversation he always avoided.

"What about it?" He didn't take his eyes from the draft.

"I don't know; maybe she can come if you tell me where to send the invitation. I will send it," she said, looking at the screen of the computer.

Logan just nodded once and said, "I don't really know where she is and even if I knew it, why would I invite her?" he answered in a calm voice and went back to his reading.

"Well, she is your sister, and I haven't even met her yet, so maybe it's a good moment to meet her instead of waiting 'til the wedding," she said, looking at him.

"Trust me; you don't want to meet her. And besides I didn't plan to ask her to come to the wedding, so don't worry about it," he replied as he continued writing in the page he was still reading.

"It's just that I want to know the people in your life. I mean here I am about to become Mrs. Echolls, and I don't know any other member of the Echolls family or your mother's family either. But okay. If Trina isn't coming, what about the rest of your family?"

"I don't have any. Well, unless you count the long-lost brother Charlie that absolutely hates me, so it's just me. Besides, this way you can invite the rest of your friends," he said with his mind still on what was he doing.

"Oh, what about your friend from New York?"

He finally took his eyes from the draft to look at her. He kept silent. She looked up at him to see why he hadn't answered yet.

Flashback:

Logan is in a corner of the coffee shop with his laptop sitting in the table in front of him. He was writing, and his coffee was getting cold sitting there on the table until his company finally arrived to join him there.

"There is definitely a first for everything," Veronica said in a teasing tone.

"Yeah! Sorry, give me just a second here," Logan said, smiling as he continued tapping.

She just smiled and ordered a cappuccino. A couple of minutes later, they were talking about jobs, Neptune, Dick´s new divorce, and by that living again with him, and about why Mac decided to sell the internet site. They just talk about everything and nothing at all; they're just happy with each other's company. They didn't notice the time passing. After two more cappuccinos, they go to grab some dinner and then go to Veronica's place to keep talking and catching up.

When they finally enter her place, there was an awkward silence until Veronica broke it.

"So I don't mean this in harsh way, but what are you doing in New York? I mean it's absolutely great to see you, but I'm guessing this trip wasn't just to talk about work and how's my life here, right?" Veronica asked.

Logan looked at his watch and sarcastically said, "Wow! Just two minutes 'til you started the interrogation part of the evening." He took a breath and continued, "No, I didn't come all the way here to just make a visit. I had a meeting with some new writer. I read his draft, which can be a really great story after we work on it."

"Always so humble," she said, smiling. "I'm proud of you. You know that, right? I been reading all the books you worked on, and I can tell where it's you in there."

"Thanks. Coming from you, it means I'm really doing my job well," he said, looking directly at her.

There was a silence again but this time Logan was the one who broke it.

"Veronica, I've wanted…" he stopped took a breath. "I want to ask you something really important," he said, his voice was a little nervous, but there was a note of something else in there.

Veronica knew what was coming; after all, it wasn't the first time he asked her the same question. "Logan..." she wanted to stop him. But what would she say without hurting him one more time?

"Veronica I know we been doing this for years. But the thing is that I love you, and I want us to be together forever. As long as I have you, nothing else matters. You know I been thinking, and I can't lose you because if I ever did, I'd have lost my best friend, my soul mate, my smile, my laugh, my everything. You are my everything. Veronica Mars, Will you marry me?" He took a ring out of his pocket and opened it. There was a beautiful ring inside. "I picked blue 'cause it reminds me of your eyes. I knew I had to buy it. Do you like it?"

She let out a breath and was staring at the ring, and then she looked at Logan "I..I can't, sorry it's just that…"

Logan nodded once and put the ring back in his pocket. "I've already heard all the excuses you can ever possibly say to me, Veronica. I don't want one more."

"Logan, it's just that my life is here, and yours is in Neptune. And I can't be a wife-not just yours. I know I would screw up things if I say yes. We'll end up hating each other, and I can't do that to you. You are really important in my life; you must know that."

Logan was looking to the floor and nodding.

"I knew what your answer would be, but I needed to do it. You know?" he said, sounding a little sad. "It sucks, really sucks, how after everything, you're still the one I want," The last part he said it with a little laugh.

"Logan, no. It's not you. You mean so much to me. When I think of home, you are the first person I think of," she said, trying to find the words to make this easier on him.

"I love you, and that's all on me. I'm sorry to keep doing this to you," he said as he stood up to leave.

But Veronica stopped him. "Wait!"

He looked at her with just a little of hope in his eyes.

"You're coming here asking me to marry you, and you are in relationship with some other girl? Do you think that's fair?" she asked angrily. After all, she knew he was dating with someone else.

"If I were single, would it be any different?" he asked, standing in front of the door facing her. She was there looking at him; all the anger that she felt seconds ago vanished as she thought about his question.

Logan shook his head and with a small smile said, "When has some other girl been important in my life, Veronica? You are the most important person in my life. And you know all the girls I've been dating are just that-other girls. I will leave Emily in a second if you say yes, and you know it."

She wanted to argue with him, reminding him about Lilly, but she thought better and said something completely different instead. "I told you that you are important to me, Logan. You are one of my best friends, and I love the way we can be just us now without all the drama. Just be care-free and enjoy life."

"I guess it's true: Loving someone too hard doesn't make them love you back," he said, and Veronica could see he was really upset about all of this.

"Logan, come on. We finally found a way to go back and be friends. I love that I know I can count on you. Why spoil it all? I can't lose you either." She was trying really hard to not say something that would make this their last conversation.

"I don't want to be your friend. I love you. I want you to be mine forever."

"You want me, but isn't your girlfriend waiting for you in Neptune? You are in a relationship. Why are you here asking me that? Are you testing me? See what I would say, and if what I say it's not what you wanted, you had an alternative, another choice." She was angry again.

Logan didn't want to fight with her, so he turned around and finally said, "Like I said, sorry to keep doing this. Goodbye," and with that he left.

End of Flashback

He shook his head, finally answering Emily's question. "I don't think is a good idea. She is probably busy with work and stuff..."

"But if she is your friend, then she can put all of that aside for one weekend and come," Emily said still looking at him, trying to figure out what just happened there. What was he thinking?

Logan didn't answer. He took the draft that was still in his hand and start reading again. "Okay, I will ask her, but don't get your hopes up."

"Give me the address, and I will send the invitation" she said as he goes back to work on his laptop.

"I will talk to her first. We haven't talk in weeks. She doesn't know about the engagement, so I want to tell her myself before some invitation arrives." And with that he drops the topic and kept working on the draft he had been reading.

Emily just looked at him once more and then continued working on all the details of the engagement party.

****** Next Day

Logan was watching the phone wondering if he should really call Veronica or just say to Emily that he talked to her and that she can't or didn't answer. His talk last night let him thinking what happened after that trip to New York. Surely Veronica would know what happened after the words, "I'm engaged," left his mouth.

He was packing his bags to go back home and forget what happened. But there it was like it was mocking him. He looked at the ring and made a decision.

Entering the jewelry store, he asked the salesman for his engagement rings. He looked at them for a couple of minutes and chose one simple ring with a diamond in the center.

After a long flight and a drive to home, he called Emily, so they could have a nice dinner. He took her to a beautiful restaurant, and they talk about how the meeting in New York was and about her next book she is already thinking of writing.

When they arrive back at Logan's place, they were still talking about New York. He told her about the present he brought for her and went to find it.

Finally, Logan got in front of her and asked, "Will you marry me?" He showed her the golden ring and looked at her, waiting for her response.

She was crying and still speechless but started nodding her head. After taking a breath, she finally said, "Yes!" hugging him and giving him a little kiss on the lips. Then said, "Oh my God! I love you!"

Logan smiled a little and said, "Me, too," and kissed her again.

He was still looking at the phone when it rings.

"Hello."

"Hey, man what's up? I need some help. Your woman keeps asking me about what I'm going to wear to this party. I mean it's like in a month, and she can't drop it," said Dick complaining.

"I'll talk to her and tell her I will help you pick something," Logan answered, rolling his eyes.

"Thanks, man. Now let's talk about the bachelor party. I say Vegas!"

"Yeah, I heard you the last ten times you said it. I said I'll think about it."

"C'mon dude, you're getting really old and boring. I can picture you right now. You're probably reading some of those boring things you always do. You need some party time!" Dick insisted.

"The boring things I read is my work, Dick, and I like it. Besides Las Vegas, you just got divorced like six months ago. Do you really think it's time for a new Mrs. Casablancas?" Logan asked, like he was talking with a kid.

"Can't you find a more exciting job? Like the one you used to have with Mac," Dick said not paying attention to the last part.

"Yeah. Mac thought it was better to sell it. You know what, Dick? I need to go. I'll call you back." He hung up without other word.

He took a breath and started looking through his contacts and called one. The call goes to voicemail, and he left a message.

"Hey, Em, I'm on my way to New York. I need to talk with... Sam about some things I need to change in the book. I'm pretty sure he will hate it. You know how much the writers hate that, so I will back tomorrow, I guess. I will call you again when I get to New York. Bye." He hung up and went to his bedroom to start packing and buy a ticket.