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Veronica stepped onto the platform gripping the handle of her bag and scanning the crowd for the face of someone she hoped would come. She hadn't seen him in over five years, but sometimes it seemed like just yesterday he'd driven her to this very depot and kissing her goodbye as hard as he could, put her on the10:30 for New Orleans. She'd dated other guys since then-three, to be exact- but, they never lived up to him; Funny, she thought, in high school she wouldn't have given him the time of day, and here she was six and half years later looking for him in a busy terminal.

"Veronica?" a male voice said behind her. She spun around.

"Wallace! You came…" she wrapped her arm around his neck and pulled him into a hug.

"Of course I came. I'm your best friend remember. Even though you don't call nearly as often as you should and you never visit..."

"Oh, Wallace, did you miss me?" She smiled cheekily.

"Give me your bag." He growled and led her out to the car. She glanced once more at the quickly weaving crowd. Oh well…

"Well, as much as I enjoy the vocal stylings of Jamie Lynn Spears, its kind of weird that you haven't said more than two words since we got into the car," she said. He looked at her with a strange look on his face. "Is there something you don't want to tell me?" His grip tightened on the steering wheel. "Wallace? Oh, Walllleeeeeeeeeee?" His expression was pained, but he managed a smile anyway. "Spit it out Wallace." She commanded. He didn't answer. "Okay, you leave me no choice. I'll guess….uhm, let me see… you and Duncan came out and are now living together in homosexual bliss?" He gave her a look. "Oooh! You and Weevil opened a snowball stand in the valley?"

"It's Logan." The smile slipped off her face.

"What about Logan?" Every line in her face was tight.

"He's engaged."