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A/N: This is set throughout S1 and S2 (S3 doesn't exist in my world) Please enjoy my Lamb and Veronica ficlets.
Lights flashed atop the Sheriff's Car. Her dad headed into the Kane's house, Veronica's stomach rolled.
'Disturbance' there was a euphemism. Something was wrong. Lilly hadn't given her the obligatory nightly phone call which meant one of two things. Either she and Celeste had gone at it again, or she was with one of her 'Lover's'.
It wasn't until she saw Duncan, her former boyfriend, sitting motionless in the entry hall that she knew something more than wrong had happened. Despite her father's warnings to stay in the car, Veronica jogged up to Duncan.
Sinking to her knees she stared at him. He was rocking back and forth, disconnected from the world.
"What happened? Duncan, what happened?"
Duncan stared through her, nothing but a glassy eyed boy was left before.
"Where's Lilly," she tried again.
Duncan swallowed and his brow furrowed, tears collecting at the corner of his eyes but refusing to fall.
"Duncan, talk to me, please."
Shaking her head in frustration Veronica pushed herself up and walked outside where there were half a dozen cops milling around. It wasn't until she was ten feet outside that she saw what was wrong.
A strangled cry broke free at the sight of her best friend lying dead. Dead in a puddle of her own blood stemming from a vicious wound in her head. Her eyes were wide, but the light had gone from them. It wasn't Lilly anymore.
Somewhere off to the side Veronica can hear Jake and Celeste crying, the deputies collecting evidence and statements, and her father sighing.
"Oh god!"
Keith spun to find his daughter, wide eyed, and barely standing as she took in the gruesome scene. Before he could reach her to pull her into a hug, another set of strong arms engulfed her, dwarfing her.
She struggled against the hold, desperate to get to Lilly. It had to be a joke. One of Lilly's grand schemes. It had to be. The arms held her firmly, forcing her away from the body. Veronica turned into the arms not caring who's they were. She let the tears stream down her face, her breath coming in short gasps. Her best friend was dead.
No words would fix what she had seen, Don knew that. So he didn't speak as he held Veronica Mars. He mumbled nonsense noises into her hair and rocked her gently. It didn't matter that her tears were soaking through his uniform or that he should be working the scene. All that mattered was that Veronica, the girl who had befriended him his first day of work was safe.
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