Thank you to all those who commented. I'm glad you liked it. This is part is from Keiths point of view.

Disclaimer - To be honest I think Rob Thomas is rather selfish keeping all these amazing characters to himself, but hey theres nothing I can do about it... I don't own them :(

You look down at the crying man in your arms, as his sobs subside. You haven't seen him in a while. It was almost a year ago infact. He's just as broken as he was then. It was a different setting then. He was getting picked up by your officers, he'd asked for you specifically. You'd told him to clean his act up, she wouldn't have wanted it. You know she wouldn't have wanted it.

For most part of the year, it seemed to have worked, you wasn't reading as many stories about him in the papers, in the gossip magazines. But here he was, at your doorstep, pouring his heart out, on the eve of her death. On the eve of your little girls death. You wanted so much to stop his pain. But nothing would, you knew how he felt. Her death left a whole in your heart the size of Texas.

You'll allow him this one, this slip of judgment. You'd had one yourself too, after all. You couldn't ease the pain in his heart, or in yours, but you could help waver the guilt, at least for him. Tell him it wasn't his fault, tell him it was an accident.

"I dunno Keith, I just have this feeling in the pit of my stomach that I could have done something..."

His voice was strained through sobs.

"We all have that feeling."

You lie, not everyone has that feeling. Not everyone should have that feeling. You know that you could have done something. You could have stopped her from getting into that car. You could have gone yourself. But no, you were too busy playing Sheriff, if anyone's to blame, it's you. You should have told her to stay out of the case, let your office handle it. Who are you kidding? She would have done it anyway. Damn stubborn Veronica, but you should have stopped her.

"It was worse this time Keith... another nameless, faceless girl... I think I broke her. She was crying, sobbing. I destroyed her. And I just didn't care. What have I become?"

He looks at you with those sad pathetic eyes.

"Logan... you need to get some help. And for my daughters memory, I'll be right there with you. Every step of the way."

You place a comforting hand on the man infront of you. He looks as much of a mess as you feel. You wonder if Veronica ever knew what she did to him? He was the picture of cool, calm and collected until she made an impact in his life. She had a way of overturning everything you'd worked so long to hide. She was your world.

"You know she'd think it was hilarious."

You add with a small smile gracing your lips. Its true, she'd be laughing at the thought of you and him being therefore each other, wherever she was. That's the thing about loss, it does strange things to people.

"Thank you."

He speaks almost inaudibly, you barely hear it.

"First of all, you need to sleep this off."

You step aside for him. He looks at you with wide eyes. You know he's thinking of the last time he was here. You'd come home from the office, about 3 months after it had happened, to find him asleep on her bed. It was only after you'd chucked him out, that you realised it was Valentines Day and he was lonely, he was missing her, he still loved her. It was then that his life started going downhill. It was then that you read, almost daily about the most recent escapades of Logan Echolls.

"Thank you Keith."

Of course you had to help, it was partly your fault that he'd gotten so bad. If only you'd seen the signs sooner, if only you'd had reached out to him sooner. But this was only the fifth time you'd seen him since her death. 5 years, and you'd only seen him five times.

He reminded you of her, that's why you had shut him out. At least that's what you kept telling yourself. But now you're not so sure you should have. He needed you just as much as you needed him. Better late than never huh? Let's just hope so.