To be perfectly honest, the unusually bold and brave Veronica Mars was completely terrified at the moment since she wasn't sure what was going to happen if she did knock on that door. She was afraid she'd say something she didn't mean if she did. Or worse, say something she did mean but never intended to say outloud.

Of course, there was also the chance that things could get awkward the moment that door was opened. What if her ex was in there with a girl at the moment? She knew all too well that his previous relationship with her friend Parker had been over now for weeks, but that didn't necessarily mean there wasn't another woman currently warming the sheets of his bed. And could Veronica bear knowing he had been with yet another woman who wasn't herself?

The thought made her ill with repulsion and sick with nervousness as she knew it was more than possible that she would find an attractive woman in the suite right now if she knocked. It was, after all, a little past midnight on a Friday night. And her ex was none other than the notorious manwhore, Logan Echolls. Ah yes, it seemed a very likely possibility that he was currently engaged with another woman at that very moment who certainly wasn't herself. And the thought made Veronica's feel weaker than she'd ever admit.

Subconsciously, she leaned against the wall for support while she whipped out her phone, silently cursing herself for having not thought to call sooner. That would have been far less humiliating than pacing outside Logan's doorway for the last 15 minutes.

In a moment, she was scrolling through her speed dial, looking for his name before realizing she had taken it off in a fit of rage almost a month ago, right after he had demolished Piz. Instead, she then flipped through her phone's address book before stopping on "Logan." She pressed 'call' and held her breath as she waited in silence.

A part of her felt anxious to hear his deep voice saying "This is Logan with today's inspirational message.." as a voicemail would be much safer. Yet another, stronger part of her desperately wanted it to be him on the line. Though she had yet to really admit it even to herself, she missed talking to him so badly at times that it almost physical ached. But she had far too much pride to ever put those feelings into words.

Still holding her breath, Veronica waited and waited as the ringing noise in her ear dragged on. After four rings, she was so sure it was about to go to voicemail when she suddenly heard that familiar, deep voice of his saying.

"Hello?"

Without even realizing it, she let out that deep breath she didn't even know she had been holding before she replied. "Hey Logan." She said, nervously dragging out her "Hey."

"Hey Veronica." Was the reply she received, and instantly she frowned in annoyance when she noted that he was mocking her tone of voice by drawing out that 'hey' himself.

"What's going on?" He then asked and she decided to forget her irritation temporarily. It was amazing how he could always get a reaction out of her for even the smallest little things though Veronica did not enjoy admitting he had such an impact on her.

"I'm just calling because, well…I'm leaving tomorrow." She replied, silently scolding herself for sounding so nervous and awkward. Especially when he sounded as confident and at ease as ever.

"I know. Neptune's own Nancy Drew…. Off to the FBI. A true Cinderella Story." Logan's witty reply came quick as usual and Veronica could not help but to smile as she wondered if he ever missed a beat.

"Ah, but this is a special Cinderella story since this Princess get's to trade in her glass slippers for a semi-automatic pistol." She replied with a small grin as she felt herself once again being lured into one of their playful, teasing conversation for about the millionth time in her life. She could then hear Logan offered a slight laugh before he replied.

"I don't know who would trust you with a gun, oh tiny blond one, since I know for a fact that you already abuse that taser of yours."

Veronica grinned at this before she quickly retorted. "I have no idea what you could possibly mean, Logan Echolls. I'm very responsible with my taser, thank you very much. And have yet to tase someone who did not deserve it. But unfortunately… you with your fists of fury cannot boast the same."

She joked and was surprised when Logan did not offer back a rejoin of his own. It then took Veronica but a second to realize he probably thought she was referring back to the Piz incident though this was not her intention.

She was trying to be playful and did not want to bring up that particularly painful time. Still, she knew it was an issue between the two of them since she really hadn't spoken to Logan at all since last seeing him in the cafeteria where he apologized to Piz for what he had done. Veronica needed time to get over all that happened between them and Logan had not pushed her. In fact, he had not called her or sought her out since that moment which was partially why Veronica had had so much trouble gathering the nerve to come here now.

" So anyways.." She said when it became clear he wasn't going to reply. "I'm going to be gone for awhile because of this internship. Two months actually, and well, I just wanted to say goodbye. Properly."

"Well then, in order to say this proper goodbye you'll probably have to come on in finally. Have you gathered the nerve yet?" Veronica heard Logan's voice say while she suddenly heard the door next to her swing open. Blinking in surprise, Veronica saw Logan standing there in a simple gray t-shirt and black sweat pants offering her his usual smirk though she swore she could see a nervous, worried look in that dark gaze of his.