Title: Could This Be Happening? Part 2
Author: christykq
Rating: M for language and innuendos mostly, some sex
Characters/Pairings: LoVe, ensemble
Word count: 3868
Spoilers: Begins with 3.05 and goes through S3.
Disclaimer: I own nothing in the VM universe, it all belongs to the master RT. I also do not earn a profit from any one of the many brand names named in my story and no copyright infringement is intended. Transcripts from Indigo Mantoya at twiztv dot com.
A/N: Character's thoughts are italic.
A/N2: A huge thank you goes out to all that took the time out of their day to read and review. I appreciate it.
Part 2
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During 3.05 President Evil
Late October 2006: 4 weeks pregnant
Veronica is leaning against the wall of the Benetian fingering where her missing necklace used to hang and sobbing. Openly sobbing. Desperately wiping her face clear of the tears. The effort is only making her face more puffy and red.
Logan enters the casino oblivious that any crime has taken place and sees Veronica sobbing. He rushes over to her and tries to lighten the mood, "Wha' happening?"
She tries to control her weeping.
He takes her face in his hands and looks into her eyes. "Why are you crying?" Veronica doesn't cry, especially not in front of strangers. What is going on?
"Where (hiccup) were you?" (hiccup)
"I was in class like we talked about. Less gambling, more learning." Still looking into her eyes, his full attention on her face searching for answers.
(hiccup) "Two guys pulled guns, held up (hiccup) the casino. They took the necklace (hiccup) Lily…"
"The necklace Lily gave you?" Logan continued her sentence pulling her closer to him in a strong hug.
Veronica nodded against his chest, squeezing him close to her body. Logan could feel the tears soaking his t-shirt.
Kissing the top of her head, he said softly, "we'll get your necklace back. Don't worry."
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After waiting around for the sheriff to investigate the scene, Logan and Veronica leave Bennis Hall and head to Logan's suite. In the car ride to the Grand, Veronica doesn't say one word. She just leans her head against the side window and watches the scenery pass by.
Logan tries to glance at her but keeps his eyes on the road. At one point, he thought she was sleeping until she hiccups and he sees her eyes open. He races to the hotel determined to get her safe and sound in his room quickly.
Logan guides Veronica through the lobby and into the elevator with his hand on the small of her back. She sniffles and blinks tears away but continues to be silent.
When the elevator doors open on his floor, Logan swoops his arms under her knees and her back and carries her to the door. He swipes the key card effortlessly through the lock and pushes the door open, heading straight for his bed.
He places her softly in his bed and pulls the covers up to her neck. "I'll be right back." He whispers in her ear and kisses her hair.
She groans and sniffles.
Logan orders waffles with ice cream and hot tea from room service and snuggles up next to her in his bed, comfy and warm.
"Veronica? Sweetie? Are you okay?"
She cuddles closer to him.
"Babe, you're starting to scare me a little bit. Are you sure you're feeling alright?"
"Logan" She says so softly he barely hears her speak.
Buzzzzzz. The doorbell buzzes loudly in the expansive hotel suite.
Logan flinches and shuts his eyes willing the room service away with mind power. "I ordered room service for you. I'll be right back."
He speeds to the door before the waiter rings the doorbell again. He swings the door open wide. In one swift move, Logan grabs the food cart, hands the waiter a tip and shuts the door again. He takes the cup of tea over to Veronica's side of the bed and sits it on the table.
He gently sits at the edge of the bed and rubs Veronica's shoulder. "Baby, I got you some tea. This might make you feel better. I also ordered waffles and ice cream. Do you want some tea or ice cream?"
"Uh huh." She nods against the pillow.
Logan sees how red Veronica's eyes are and the pink tear tracks on her cheeks. Her hair is beginning to have the bed head look to it and he thinks she is the most beautiful sight he has ever seen. He smiles as she opens her eyes and looks up at him.
"Tea sounds good."
Veronica sits up and swings her legs off the bed. She sits a few inches from Logan and rubs her hands over her face and hair, collecting her thoughts.
Logan rubs circles on her back and waits for her to speak. After an eternity of silence Logan whispers, "Sweetie?"
She clears her throat with a little cough and takes a deep breath. "Logan, you know when I dropped the phone this morning?" She focuses on carpet under her feet.
He nods and she continues. "I said I was distracted?" Still finding the carpet suddenly very interesting.
"Yeah." He urges, practically boring holes in the side of her head with his eyes.
Veronica finally looks up into Logan's eyes. She focuses on his brown eyes' milk chocolate color.
"When you called this morning, I was in the middle of something. I started talking to you and my dad was at my door and I was distracted."
"Okay." This long version of the story was killing him. "You were distracted…"
With a huff, Veronica spouts out as quickly as humanly possible, "I was distracted and I dropped my phone when I saw the results of the pregnancy test I just took and my dad was yelling at me to wake up and you were yelling at me on the phone and I dropped the test in the toilet and-"
"What did you say?" He interrupted her.
She regained her focus on the topic at hand and turned sideways to look directly at Logan's face. She swallows and pronounces every word clearly, "I took a pregnancy test this morning and it was positive."
He didn't blink. His lips turned into the largest smile she ever saw. His arms went around her arms in a tight bear hug. He picked her up off the bed and swung her around a few times, laughing and kissing her hair. Her legs were flailing in the air and her arms were tight against her body in the hug.
"Logan" she squeaked out.
He looked down at her still spinning them in their embrace.
"I can't breathe and I think I'm going to throw up."
"Oh. Right. Right, sorry." He said as he stops spinning and places her feet back on the ground.
He looks into her eyes, his smile never leaving his face. He gently touches her cheek with his hand and runs his thumb over her lips. "God, I love you Veronica."
She smiles at him and runs for his bathroom to toss the remains of her stomach into the toilet.
After a few moments, Logan follows Veronica into the bathroom and hands her a washcloth to dab her mouth.
He sits on the edge of the tub and watches her. Her head is in the toilet. She is throwing up everything she ate all day and she is glowing. People say that pregnant women glow but Logan never believed that, until now. Veronica Mars is actually glowing.
Veronica finally looks up from the toilet. She looks at Logan sitting on the edge of the tub with a huge grin on his face. She can't help but return the smile.
He pushes her hair back from her face and leans in for a kiss.
"Eew. I just threw up." Veronica wrinkles her nose and turns her head to the side.
"I don't care. You just made me the happiest man on this planet." Moving his hand to the back of her neck, he pulls her in for a kiss.
Breaking away quickly he says, "Yeah, you're right. That was gross. You need to brush your teeth."
She smacks his arm and he walks into the bedroom to give her some privacy.
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After brushing her teeth, washing her face and pulling her hair into a ponytail, Veronica joins Logan in his bedroom.
Logan is lying on his bed, on top of the covers with his hands behind his head, leaning on the headboard and smiling.
He turns to look at Veronica as she crawls into bed next to him and cuddles as close to his side as possible. He drops his right arm down to her back and pulls her closer.
"Would it be an understatement that you're happy about this?" She says looking up at him.
He slides down the bed. Adjusts the alignment of their bodies to be face-to-face with her and kisses her forehead. "Happy is an understatement."
Looking into his eyes. "What are we going to do, Logan? We never talked about this." She caresses his cheek. "We used protection every time. How did this happen?"
"Well, you see the sperm fertilizes the egg…"
"I know HOW it happened. I just can't believe THAT it did happen." She pauses. "We were careful. Weren't we?"
"No glove, no love." He moves a piece of hair behind her ear. "Sometimes the condoms fail. Three percent or one percent or some percent fail. It says it right on the box. I guess I just have super sperm." He chuckles.
"Yeah, super sperm alright." She snorts.
"You're not happy about this, I assume?" He rubs her back in a circle motion.
"Oh, Logan. We're a mess. We both have alcoholism in our genes. Do you think we'll be good parents? Do you think we should be parents at all? Neither one of us is good at trusting people. We're nineteen years old. That's so young. What about school and the FBI?"
"Don't forget about my psychopathic murdering daddy dearest, Sweetums." He said nonchalantly.
He continued more serious, "I will stand by you no matter what you decide you want to do. But I am ready to love you and our child forever."
"Really? You really want to do this?" She takes a breath. "It's going to be a lot of responsibility. I want to finish college." She visibly swallows a lump in her throat. "I guess I won't be an FBI agent now." Tears begin to well up in her eyes.
"Why not?" He wipes the tears rolling down her cheeks. "There are FBI agents that are parents. Why can't you be one of them?"
She is beginning to sob again and barely snorts out a reply. "There are no pregnant FBI agents. I'm going to be fat and ugly and I'll…"
His lips were on hers quickly cutting off her train of thought. "You are not fat and ugly." Kiss. "You're pregnant." Kiss. "You glow." Kiss. "You are gorgeous!" Kiss. "And I love you." Kiss. The last kiss was all lips and teeth and tongues and passion.
After a few minutes of intense kissing and groping, Veronica breaks away. She looks down at his chest where her fingers play with a button on his shirt. "Do you want to have a baby with me?" She says and looks up through her lashes at his face.
"Done and done." He smirks and rolls on top of her. He waggles his eyebrows, "let's celebrate." They proceed to make love throughout the night and into the morning.
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Logan and Veronica are laying her back to his front under the covers, enjoying post coital sleep.
Logan wakes up to the sound of Veronica's cell phone ringing in the other room. He shoves her shoulder slightly. "Babe, you're phone is ringing."
Veronica's eyes shoot open, completely awake. "Oh my God. It's probably my dad. What time is it?" She scurries out of bed. She grabs one of Logan's dirty t-shirts off the floor and puts it on before she runs to find her phone.
"Hello." She huffs without looking at the caller ID.
"Where the hell are you, Veronica?" Keith yells into the phone. "It's 7 a.m. and you never came home last night!"
"I'm at Logan's suite, Dad. We went to a party last night and I didn't want to drive home so late."
"Veronica you should of called. You could be dead on the side of the road somewhere." He pauses getting his temper under control. "This conversation is not over. We need to talk when you get home to our apartment." Keith stressed the last two words strongly.
Rolling her eyes, "Okay, I'll talk to you later. Bye dad." She closes her phone and hangs up.
She looks around the cold, hotel suite. No, our conversation is not done. She thinks and walks back into Logan's room closing the door behind her.
The covers are over Logan's head and his body is tucked into a ball trying to conserve some of the warmth that Veronica left when she jumped out of bed.
She stands at the door for a second and smiles at his attempt to capture a few extra minutes of sleep.
"You know, you could move in here." He says in a normal speaking voice but the sound is muffled from the covers placed over his head.
She walks to the end of the bed, removes her shirt, crawls up her side of the bed and quickly climbs under the covers with him.
They are curled up together. Limbs tangled, hands trailing over naked skin, noses touching, laying eye to eye under the heavy blankets and sheets. "I mean it. You could move in here with me, if you want." He looks deep into her eyes. "I love you and our baby." He touches her stomach softly with his hand. "I want you to live here with me and we can raise our child together. Once this semester is over we can look for a house."
"Let me think about it, okay. I still have to go to the doctor and make sure this isn't a false alarm." She says softly rubbing her hand over his chest and sighs, "Then I need to tell my dad."
"We." He corrects. "WE need to tell your dad. We are in this together Ronnie." He swallows audibly and whispers, "even if he has a gun and a license to use it."
She smiles and kisses his lips beginning a trail of kisses down his neck. "I'll make a doctor's appointment as soon as I can. I still need to find my necklace."
"Veronica, please promise you will be careful now." He nudges her with his chin so she looks into his eyes. "I mean it, Ronnie. You're carrying our child now. You need to be extra cautious. Please." He begs with his eyes.
"I will." She says in the sultry voice that makes his body heat up in all the right places. "But first I need to shower. Care to join me?"
Before he can answer her, he sees her naked form bolt across the room and into the bathroom. He springs out of bed, two steps behind Veronica and shuts the bathroom door with a thud. They had an hour before they had to leave for class. He was determined to use their time wisely.
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First week of November 2006: 4 weeks pregnant
Veronica walks down a dark sidewalk on Hearst's campus toward the parking lot gripping her taser tightly. What is Logan thinking parking in the darkest lot on campus? Would a streetlight or two really break the bank, Hearst?
Coming to the edge of the parking lot, she sees Logan watching a patrol car turn the corner and disappear. "Hey, what was that all about?" She approaches him.
Logan lost in thought as he watches the retreating vehicle. Finally, he notices Veronica drawing near.
"Oh, hey." He kisses her softly on the lips in greeting. "Dumb and dumber just hauled Weevs off for the casino robbery."
They continue their conversation walking toward Logan's car a few spaces away.
"Is Weevil really stupid enough to keep that stash in his car?" He asks Veronica not really expecting an answer.
He opens the passenger side door for her and waits for Veronica to climb in to the Range Rover. "I know he's not the sharpest tool in the shed but…" The sound of the door shutting ends his sentence.
Once Logan walks around the front of the truck and gets comfortable in the driver's seat, Veronica says, "mind if we make a stop before heading to the Grand?"
Logan looks at her and she smiles a faint smile in return. "The sheriff's station is it then." He says as he drives toward downtown Neptune.
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Logan and Veronica are sitting in a booth at Mama Mia Pizza. Logan slurps the last bit of soda through his straw as he watches Veronica polish off another piece of anchovy pizza.
Veronica finishes her fifth slice of pizza and wipes her mouth clean with a moan of delight. Her eyes are shut enjoying the moment and thinks, interrogating pizza guys has its advantages.
"Did you enjoy that, dear?" He asks with a smirk. Her moan makes his cock jump to attention.
Veronica smiles with glee. "I hate anchovies. But that was delicious."
"Time for some pickles or maybe a few pints of ice cream now?" He gets up from the booth and offers his hand to Veronica to leave the pizzeria. They walk to the SUV hand-in-hand.
"Actually I was thinking raspberry sherbet from Amy's?" She says batting her eyelashes at Logan.
He smiles and kisses her lightly. "With a Kit Kat bar or a Twix to dip in it, Snookums?" He chuckles and she ponders her decision.
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"Hello, my dear darling Sugarplum, how are you feeling?" Logan answers his phone. Each word is dripping with overdone sweetness. Logan falls back into the sofa and makes himself comfortable.
"Ah yeah, I just wanted to let you know that I managed to get to the doctor today." She is waiting at a red light on her way home from Mars Investigations, tired from her long day.
"And?" He is completely in tune to Veronica's next words. He sits up resting his arms on his knees.
"And…" She pauses. "And… I am perfectly healthy." Pauses again. "And… it's official. I am pregnant." She smiles after her failed attempt at suspense.
"Veronica." Logan exhales and runs his hand through his hair, "I love you so much." He tries to catch his breath as tears well up in his eyes. He leans forward turning in to his phone, shielding their conversation from any interruptions. He lowers his voice and whispers into the phone, "I really need you to know that I am here for you and our baby. I can't even tell you how happy you've made me." He sniffles and let's the tears run down his face. He rests his head in his hand, obviously moved by the feelings running through his body. Warm, loving thoughts of his mother overwhelm him. The place in his heart occupied by Lynn aches. Tears fall freely and his breathing stutters.
Veronica pulls over to the side of the road and listens to Logan crying. Her heart swells with emotion and her tears begin to fall. After a few minutes of sobs, sniffles and hiccups, Veronica squeaks, "Oh great, once I start crying, I'm not going to be able to stop. With these crazy hormones pumping through my veins, I'm turning into a full-fledged girlie girl." She blows her nose loudly.
Logan laughs and takes a moment to gather himself.
He hears her trying to regain her composure. "Veronica, where are you? Are you at home?"
"No, I was driving to my apartment when I got caught up in the moment and pulled to the side of the road. A careful girl like myself can't drive when sobbing. She's likely to get in an accident. And we don't want that now, do we?"
He snorts. "No, of course not."
"Logan?" I can say it. I can say those three little words. I can do it.
"Yeah."
"I… I… um… Sweet dreams." Damn it.
"Be careful driving home Veronica. I love you too." He smiles.
"Bye."
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With all the chaos in Veronica's life, she's barely kept up with schoolwork and her caseload, not to mention her friends' lives. She hasn't seen Mac or Wallace in days. She makes a mental note: must make more time for friends.
Logan is waiting for Veronica on one of the benches in the quad. When she approaches him, he hands her a large fruit smoothie and a cereal bar.
He stands and gives her a meaningful, but short kiss. "Good morning, Sugarpuss."
"Wow, if I would of known breakfast was waiting for me, I would've walked a little a faster from my car." She frowns. "Where's the caffeine with extra amounts of sugar and the deliciously sweet donut filled with trans-fat?"
They begin to walk to class. "You can have all the good stuff back in, what? Eight months?" Logan questions, gesturing with his hands and looking right at Veronica's face.
"Yes. I'm four weeks along." She slurps a big gulp of smoothie. "I guess it happened during that great weekend my dad was in Flagstaff." She makes a sideways glance at Logan over her smoothie's lid and straw.
He throws his arm over her shoulder and smiles mischievously. "Oh, yeah." Reflecting back on the wild weekend. "Thaaaat weekend." He kisses her hair and smiles. "When is your dad going away again?"
Veronica looks down at her drink with a small smile on her lips and fiddles with the straw. "I was wondering if maybe I could stay with you a few nights a week? I mean if the offer still stands?" She continues to play with her straw without looking at Logan.
He moves some hair behind her ear and softly states, "Mi casa es su casa, mi amore."
"Well, Don Juan, why don't we tell my dad tonight at dinner. Once we see if he brings out his weapon collection then we'll discuss the living arrangements." They stop in front of her lecture hall. She rises up on her toes and kisses him soundly.
"At…" He kisses her nose. "…Dinner…" He kisses her forehead. "…Then." He kisses her mouth forcefully. "Bye." He continues to walk to his class.
"Thanks for breakfast." She yells and watches him depart down the sidewalk.
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