Summary: Set near the end of A Trip to the Dentist. This is how the scene with the ceiling fan should have went down… LoVe style.

Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars, lucky Mr. Rob Thomas does.

Author's Notes:Hey everyone! Sorry it took a while to get this one up. I had a rough end to my week. Anyway, this one's a little short, but the next chapter is already close to done, so... Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter. For both the praise and constructive criticism. I appreciate it all. Alright, on with it... Oh, andVeronica's thoughts/voice oversare in italics.

Veronica was alone in the journalism room, doing some research on an article she was assigned to do for the school newspaper. It was her lunch hour, so she was trying to finish up quick before she went out to face the unwelcoming masses of Neptune High. She wasn't yet sure whether she was supposed to try and sit with the '09ers like back in the old days, or stay at her loner table with fellow loner, recently turned basketball star, Wallace.

I will be seen doing the awkward, but cool, new kid in school routine of standing in the middle of the crowd searching desperately for a kind face to allow me admittance to their table. I can hardly contain my excitement.

Veronica sighed as she began logging off the computer, "Might as well get this party started." She stood and started gathering her things, when she was startled by a familiar, yet surprising voice.

"Hello?" Beaver called quietly into the dark room, taking a step inside.

"Beaver?" Veronica asked, slinging her backpack over her shoulder.

He took a few more cautious steps towards her, "It's, uh… it's Cassidy. My real name's Cassidy."

Veronica smirked on the inside at his nervousness, "What can I do for you Cassidy? I'm kind of on my way out."

"Well, there's something that you should know. It's for your own good," he stated, in a terribly vague manner.

Veronica's heart sped up a little at this. She searched her mind quickly, wondering what information he could have for her, "Spill."

"Well… the weekend that Lilly was killed, me, Dick, and Logan… We were down in Mexico, surfing." Cassidy didn't tell her anything she didn't already know.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "I know this."

"Yeah… Well Logan… he, uh, he got-he got all worked up, you know, talking about how he knew that Lilly was seeing somebody new," Cassidy rushed out.

This made Veronica slightly more interested in where he was going, but still was unsure of what he was getting at, "Yeah."

"So he got up early that morning, the day that Lilly was murdered, he drove back to Neptune to see her," he finished.

Veronica's breath caught in her throat, "You're sure?"

He nodded, "Yeah… I'm sorry, but I had to tell you. I know you and Logan are together, or whatever… so I thought you should know."

Veronica's mouth hung open at all the things that that little tidbit of information could mean.

Cassidy sighed at her shock, "And I thought if anybody could do something about it, it was you."

She swallowed hard, before nodding, "Who else knows?"

"Just me and Dick." He responded immediately, and she believed him. "We swore to each other we'd never tell anyone. If Dick finds out I told you…"

"Don't worry. I don't think there's any need for Dick to know you've talked to me," Veronica stated, moving into detective mode. "Is there anything else you can tell me about that morning. What kind of mood Logan was in? Did he tell you guys what he planned to do?"

He thought for a moment, "Well, I mean, he was pretty upset, like I said. He wasn't a raging lunatic by any means, but he was mad, that's for sure."

Veronica sat down on the table and pondered every word he said.

"He didn't really tell us what he was going to do. Just that he had to go see her. It sounded like he still wanted her back, even after everything she put him through. Even though she was with another guy," he continued. Veronica wasn't sure if Cassidy was amazed at how much Logan had loved Lilly, or at how stupid he was for loving Lilly.

"Is there anything else you can remember? I mean anything, even if it seems insignificant it might be important," Veronica prodded.

"Umm… he bought her something. It was a shot glass that said "I got baked in Ensenada." I guess that helps prove he still wanted to get back together, since he even got her a gift while we were there." He looked at Veronica and shrugged, "That's all I've got. You know Logan's one of my best friends. I don't want him to be guilty, but I couldn't keep that something like that to myself after I heard Abel Koontz was going free."

"I understand. Just swear to me that you won't tell another soul what you just told me," she said very sternly, standing and walking towards him.

Cassidy shook his head, "No-no, I wouldn't tell anybody else. I'm not that stupid."

"I hope not. Because you know I have the resources to bury you if this becomes public knowledge," she assured him before walking out of the classroom.

Looks like I get to avoid my awkward moment after all. I've got more important things to do than eat… Unfortunately.

Veronica's stomach growled at her in protest as she made a turn away from the cafeteria.

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