Dark Days: Worry
He hasn't seen Dick in three days and he is officially worried. Okay so he'd been properly worried for two and a half days but that's besides the point.
He keeps walking back across the suite and looking in his bedroom like he expects Dick to just magically appear while his back was turned or something.
It's Cassidy's birthday today and he keeps calling Dick and getting nothing, no ringing and the same message he's had for months, a vulgar thing about a sex hotline and it gets less and less funny as the days go on.
He's called the hospitals so often that as soon as the receptionist hears his voice she tells him that Mr. Casablancas has not been brought in, assuring him that he is still Dick's emergency contact and that he will be contacted if the boy comes in. They've stopped being nice to him and everything.
The sheriff's department won't look for him, saying that this little disappearing act is not a new thing for Dick and that he's sure to come back once he's good and ready, just like every time before this.
But Cassidy would have been seventeen today and he's positive that wherever Dick is he's falling apart and he just wants to be there for him, he wants to make sure that Dick who is his fucking family isn't falling off a cliff, or a building, or into a river or pulling a Bonham.
He doesn't want to have to identify yet another body, he wants to save this one. It's just too bad that Dick won't let him.
This is the worst it's been in a long time and he's deathly afraid that Dick is face down in a ditch too drunk to turn over, or dead, or getting into a fist fight with the wrong people, or fucking married again!
He calls Chip for the forth time and it goes straight to voicemail.
It's Chip, leave a message and no Logan I haven't seen him.
He doesn't bother to leave a message.
Logan desperately want to think that this is unlike Dick, that he's not the type to just up and disappear but he's absolutely the type. He hadn't seen him for months after the funeral, Dick was absolutely the type to run away and hide from this shit. Hell he'd came back from grieving his brother with a tan.
Mexico was the closest place he could think Dick would run away to, Vegas again if he was drowning his sorrow in some slut who he'd just met, France if he wanted to get in a fight with his mother about Cassidy, Monte Carlo if he was in a gambling mood.
God he wished they weren't rich.
Maybe there was a clue somewhere, Dick was not a tidy room mate, surely he'd left something somewhere, a pamphlet for some club in the south of France, an invitation to a casino, god anything.
Veronica had been preparing herself for this all month. It's Cassidy's birthday and she knows Mac is going to need her. She's been compartmentalising Beaver, she finds it easiest to think of him as two separate people for Mac. Beaver the asshole murdering rapist and Cassidy Mac's troubled first love.
She's prepared.
Totally.
She's cleared her whole week for hangover recovery, she's got a full tank of gas if they need to leave town, she has an overnight bag packed, she has vegan snacks in the fridge.
She's totally absolutely prepared.
What she is not prepared for is a call just after two from Max.
"Whoa whoa calm down what's happened? Is Mac okay?"
"She dumped me."
"What?" She knew that Mac was getting kind of concerned about her relationship with Max what with him happily exiting Hearst early. But Mac hadn't said anything about the idea of ending it with him.
"She called me this morning and kicked me to the curb. She said she wanted to see other people. Do you think she cheated on me?"
"No way.".
Other people? What?! Surely Mac would have mentioned something, even in passing but the only guys she ever spoke about were teachers or related or basically related like Logan and Wallace...and of course Dick.
"She didn't even have the decency to look me in the face while she did it."
"What? Mac dumped you by phone? Better than text I guess."
"Yeah thanks." She can hear him roll his eyes. He hangs up on her and she can't really blame him for not being up to witty banter after being dumped seemingly out of the blue.
She can't believe that Mac would dump Max over the phone, after all she had broken up with Bronson in person and it hadn't gone that bad, sure she had felt a little like crap but there hadn't been a brawl or a scene or anything.
Mac's not answering her phone so she goes to the only person she knows who might have some insight on this whole other people thing.
The presidential suite at the Grand, a place she had sworn she wouldn't go ever again after the great Piznarski beatdown of 06. But Logan and Mac where friends and she trusted Logan's opinion on this matter more than Parker's after all she had s pretty good feeling that this break up had rather a lot to do with the fact that a certain dead boy would have been seventeen today.
Biting her lip she knocks on the door and waits for something to happen.
The door is ripped open in an instant, "where have you- oh Veronica." Logan's face fell but he stepped aside to let her into the suite.
Biting the insides of her mouth she forced herself across the threshold, "Where you robbed?" She asks looking around at the hotel room, it's been turned over, even the couch is on it's back.
"Dick's gone." Logan tells her softly and walks past her to once again look in Dick's bedroom as if the tall blonde would magically appear if he tried hard enough.
"That's not that weird thou is it?"
"He usually let's me know where he's going, or leaves a message, or calls me when he's there." Logan is pacing and she knows why he's so worried, the same reason she's been preparing all month.
Cassidy.
"Have you heard anything from Mac recently?" She asks distancing herself from Logan because the instinct to comfort him is too strong and she has her own bestie to worry about.
"No why?"
"She broke up with Max this morning," he shrugs like he's not surprised, "over the phone." She adds and he looks at her, "apparently she wanted to see other people. But I don't know anything about it."
"And you expect me to know more than the great Veronica Mars?" He asks and his tone is a little more acidic than she'd like.
"She's your friend too Logan."
"Yeah well I have more to worry about than Mac dumping that loser, Dick could be in a ditch or dead, or married again."
"Again?" She quirks an eyebrow, that is a story she wants to hear, who in there right mind would marry Dick? She pulls out her phone and calls Mac.
It rings twice then goes to voice mail like the call had been ignored.
"She didn't answer." She tells him when she looks up at Logan and finds him paused in his pacing, "I'll try Dick." It goes to voicemail, "it rang but went to voicemail."
"He actually has it on now!" Logan launches to the 'kitchen' counter and grabs his cell.
She pulls the couch back into its proper position and sits down heavily.
"Umm Veronica?" She twists in her seat to look at him, "I found Mac but you're not going to like it."
"What!"
He redials and hands the phone to her. Mac's voice rings out across the line, declaring that they are going to Paris together to...
"Recreate Last tango in Paris?!" She shudders at the thought.
"Try Mac again." Logan urges and she hangs up and redials from Logan's phone. It goes to voicemail and this time instead of Mac's sarcastic tones Dick's voice declares that they've gone to Paris to get married.
She looks up at Logan with wide eyes, and tries to keep the frantic worry out of her voice, "tell me about the time Dick got married?"
"Why?"
"Because Mac's voicemail is Dick telling me to send wedding gifts to the suite."
"What?" Logan grabs his phone and redials to listen for himself. It's Veronica's turn to pace the room.
"Would they actually do that?" She asks as Logan leaves a message to stop fucking around and call him because they're both making him prematurely gray.
"Dick would...but I don't know, Mac's in a weird place right now what with..."
The same word goes unspoken as it always does but it just hangs heavy in the air between them.
Cassidy.
"I'll call the hanger."
"Hanger?"
Logan shrugs, "we split a jet." Veronica sighs and slumps against the wall, rich people she's not sure she'll ever be used to it.
"What did the girl look like?" Logan asks into the phone and he grimaces and she knows that the description matches Mac, "thank you." He hangs up and looks at Veronica and she knows that face, that's the I have bad news face, she's seen it on him a thousand times before.
"It was Mac?"
"Yeah apparently the jet just got back. They must have gone in the night. I can find out which hotel there staying at thou. Maybe they haven't tied the knot yet."
"I just don't understand why they would do this." She whispers and Logan stops midstride.
"Really? I can."
Her gaze whips up to him and he looks oddly small surrounded by the debris of his search, "Pray tell."
"Mac wants someone who gets her, and that's not the animal loving vegan, or the hacker, those are parts sure but the big parts are the broken bits, the pieces with Casablancas finger prints all over them that connect everything else, and whose going to get that more than Dick?"
"And Dick?"
Logan smiles softly, "he just wants his family back and what girl in the world is going to understand his love for his villainous brother other than the only other person in the world who misses him."
"But Dick doesn't even like Mac."
Logan waves her logic away, "he's liked her all year." He dials a number and holds his hand up to stop the barrage of questions that's sure to create, "Bill, it's me Logan...yeah...not too great I think he's run off to Paris, could you find out which hotel he's staying at and let me know...yeah...thanks.". Logan hangs up and walks to his room to grab a coat.
"What's going on?" Veronica demands stamping her feet like a small child.
"Come on Bobcat." He smirks at her and takes her by the arm and starts to lead her out of the hotel room. She barely has a chance to grab her purse before there in the hall.
"Where are we going!"
"Well first were going to your apartment to get your passport and then we're going to Paris to either stop a wedding or to buy a really good wedding present."
A/N: There was only a little bit of Logan but I just really wanted to get him in there. Hope you liked it.