Callie and I walked into my small apartment. She was bubbling over with curiosity, way to excited to find out the dirty parts of my past.

"Hey do you mind if Wallace comes over to help me tell my story because I can't tell it all my self?"

Callie looked flabbergasted, I guess she had never seen the Great Veronica Mars crack, "Sure?" she whispered.

I was taken back she was so excited to meet Wallace just minutes ago, what changed? "Hey what's up?"

"Nothing, its that looking at you know you just look so depressed and beaten down."

"Ha! That's what life does to you."

"You just sounded like you were like 100 when you said that."

"I have enough experiences, good and bad, to be 100. But it's all cool, I'm going to go call Wallace now, if your hungry grab something from the fridge."

"Sure, sure."

I walk into the other room to call Wallace, trying not to imagine what tonight will end like.

"Hey Wallace!"

"Hey Veronica? I haven't heard from you in a while. What's up?"

"Well it seems that I have come to need some assistance and as you are the only one I know that will assist me, I decided to call you."

"I feel so loved right now V."

"You should Wallace, you should. So getting back to my point have the FBI contacted you yet?"

"Yeah, I heard that my humble abode has become the next FBI headquarters."

"Hey don't let your ego get to big, you're not that important! My partner and I need you to pretend that you like us so that we can get into the right parties!"

"Superfly, why do I feel like I'm being used?"

"Because you are!"

"Yeah sure you can stay with me, I know you would of done it anyway, why not just let it be less painful for me?"

"That's the spirit old buddy!"

"Is there any reason for this call to an old friend or did you just want to burst my bubble."

At this Veronica's voice dropped. "Wallace I need your help, I'm going to have to explain everything to her."

"Her who?"

"My partner Wallace, she's going to have to know everything."

"Everything?" Wallace sounded a little scared when he said this.

"Yes, everything."

The food had just finished heating up when the doorbell rang.

"Wallace always had a knack of showing up when food was ready!" I laughed.

"How well do you know him?" Callie asked as I went to grab the door.

"Well, I've known him since junior year of high school, and then we went to College together, and he's my step-brother."

"Wait! Wallace Fennel, THE Wallace Fennel is your step-brother? The girls are going to hear about this when we get back to work."

I stopped right in front of the door and turned around, "there's a reason I don't tell people stuff like this, please reconsider that after you hear my story." At that I opened the door and stepped into Wallace's hug.

"Hey V!"

"Hey little bro!"

"Hey I am only younger by two months!"

"And I take those two months very seriously!" I laugh.

Behind us I here Callie clearing her throat.

"Oh, hey Wallace this is my partner Callie Farmer, Callie Farmer my step-brother Wallace Fennel."

"I'm a huge fan Mr. Fennel."

"Please call me Wallace, and you don't know how bad I feel for you working with V everyday I don't know how you do it."

Callie gives me a strange look but turns back to Wallace and says "It's really not that bad."

At this Wallace cracks up, "what does she have hanging over you to say that?"

"N-nothing?" Callie says confused.

"Wallace! Some people may actually like my stand-offish personality, and come to respect my nosiness!"

"Whatever superfly, so I smell something good, which means V's not cooking. Unless you made me snicker doodles?" Wallace looks at me longingly.

"Not today, just leftover Italian."

"Fine you get the food and then we can get down to business."

We all sit down at my tiny table in my tiny kitchen and they both turn towards me.

"Callie, I tell you all of this in confidence you can not tell a soul what I have told you here."

"O-okay." Callie still looks confused.

"I lived in Neptune, California, if you went to my high school your parents were either millionaires or your parents worked for millionaires..."