Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, or the characters.
Author's Note: Hope you liked the first chapter. Again, if it sucks, bare with me, I will try to make it better. And if you have suggestions on what should happen, let me know.

Class was insanely boring, but thankfully Veronica was only awake for a total of five minutes. Her eyes snapped open when someone lightly touched her shoulder. Looking up, she saw Weevil.

"V, you alright?" His voice has a hint of concern

Veronica nodded, while grabbing her bag and standing up. "Just didn't sleep much last night. Sometimes, I really hate being a detective."

The two friends slash business partners walked out of the classroom, and headed towards Veronica's locker.

"Anyone need their ass kicked? Cuz I've been kinda bored lately." Weevil smirked at the blond.

Veronica laughed softly. "No, sorry. If that does come up though, you will be the first that I call." She threw her books inside, happy about having a free period. "How are you doing? I mean…about Felix?"

Weevil shrugged. "I'm not doin a jig, but I'm alright." He smiled at her concern. She really was a friend. "Where to, blonde?"

"Outside, at a nice comfy table, where I can sleep." Veronica smiled, as she closed her locker door, and started walking with the biker.

Weevil was, it was safe to say, the most interesting guy Veronica had ever met. He really was a bad ass with a heart of gold. He didn't mind kicking the shit out a guy who deserved it, but he loved his grandmother so much, that he tried to do it as little as possible. He also loved his gang, and when Felix was stabbed, Veronica knew that had broken his heart a little.

They headed towards to closest table, once they were outside. Weevil sat adjacent to the detective. Veronica rested her arms on the table, before resting her head on them. Quite quickly, she was asleep.

Weevil sat and watched her for a few moments, not sure of whether or not he should leave. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Logan sitting in his car, watching them, watching her. Sticking his hand out, he waved the 09er to their table.

Logan shrugged and got out, wandering over, unaware of what was going to happen. He reached the table, and saw the object, rather, the person of his affection, fast asleep.

"I have to go, take care of some business. I don't want her to be alone, and I don't see her boy anywhere." Weevil stood up, and walked over to Logan leaving little room between them. "I know you have a thing for her, so I know you will make sure she is ok. Fuck this up, and you will wish that kick you gave me, had killed me."

Logan watched the biker walk away, before sitting beside Veronica. A small played upon his lips, as he leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead, and rested a hand on her back.

A small moan came out, but that was all. Logan held back the tears that came to his eyes, as he watched her sleep. He loved her, more than he could stand at times. And his best friend had her back. It wasn't fair in his mind, but then again, not many things were.

Veronica began to dream about Duncan and Meg, walking away from her together. She tried to run after them, but they were always a few feet ahead. She screamed for him, and when he finally turned around, all he said to her was "You just weren't enough". She woke up and sat up, looking around, and saw Logan.

"Hi" Her voice was still hoarse from her sleep.

Logan smiled. "Hey. Before you assume that I'm here because I'm stalking you, Weevil had to go, and didn't want you to be alone."

Veronica nodded. "Duncan showed up yet?" She rubbed her eyes, getting the sleep out. When she saw Logan's hand on her back, she moved away a little, ignoring the spark that lit up.

"No, I haven't seen him. Look, you look tired. Do you want me to take you home? Or even back to the hotel, I mean, its closer." Logan removed his hand, placing it on the table.

"Um…maybe…let me call Duncan, see where he is." Veronica took out her Sidekick, and dialed the number she knew off by heart. It ran a couple of times, before Duncan picked up. In the background she could hear a voice on an sound system, calling for a doctor.

"Hello?"

"Duncan, hi. How are you? Why aren't you here? I called you last night"

The line was silent for moment. "I'm doing some errands. I should be there later." Duncan's voice had a hint of defensiveness in it.

Veronica's eyebrows scrunched. "Oh…ok…I guess I'll see you later then. I love you."

"Ok, bye Veronica." The call ended, and Veronica looked at her Sidekick for a moment, as if Duncan could see her confusion.

She put down the phone, and looked at Logan. "He hung up…Logan, why was there a voice around him, paging a doctor?"

Logan bit his lip, and looked away. "I don't know."

"You know exactly why! He's at the hospital, isn't he? Why is he there again?" Veronica thought for a moment, and then looked back at Logan. "He was there last night, wasn't he? I called him, and he never picked up. Was he there Logan?"

"I said that I don't kn-"

Veronica slammed her hand on the table. "Don't fucking lie to me Logan. You are his best friend, and you live together, you would know exactly where he is and was!" Her angered voice and turned into yelling and Logan began to inch away from her.

He looked at her, wishing he could just wrap his arms around her, rather than tell her the truth, but he knew that she already knew, she just needed confirmation. "Yea, he was there."

Tears began to well in Veronica's eyes, as she rested her hand under her chin, looking away. Ever since the accident, Veronica had seen less and less of Duncan, because he was always out, or busy, but she always knew, that he was going to see Meg.

"Why…why if he is still in love with her, is he with me?" Her voice was soft and quiet.

Logan slid an arm around her shoulders. "He loves you, Veronica. He is just worried about her. They are friends." He attempted to soothe her fears, knowing full well that it wouldn't work.

Veronica leaned over, and moved into Logan's arms, which wrapped around her tight. Her tears began to fall freely, and she began to sob into his neck. Logan rubbed her shoulder and down her arm, kissing the top of her head.

After she cried all that she could, Veronica pulled away slowly, looking him in the eyes. "Thank you, for staying with me."

"No where else I would be." He smiled at her, before kissing her forehead.

Veronica licked her lips, and leaned up, placing a kiss right beside his lips. Logan moved his head and placed his lips on hers.

For a few moments, the world stopped, time stopped. Veronica didn't moved from the kiss; instead she slipped a hand around the back of Logan's head, deepening the kiss. Logan slid his tongue inside her mouth and cupped her face.

Then reality hit, and Veronica jerked back, looking into his eyes. Logan was just smiling, and Veronica wanted to hit him. She moved out of his arms, and started to put her jacket on.

"I can't believe…that just happened. I'm sorry, it was wrong. I love Duncan."

"And I love you." Logan cupped her face again, turning her face to look at him. He rested his forehead on hers and smiled. "And you know full well that that wasn't wrong."

Veronica shook her head. "It was wrong." She stood up, and walked away, leaving Logan alone. Even though she had walked away, regretting what had happened, Logan just smiled.