Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, no matter how much I would wish/dream it. The characters and main plotline is owned by Rob Thomas.

A/N: So, you guys get two updates back to back. It's my Thanksgiving present to you! Well, really, it was that I got really bored at work the past two days, so I've been using the notepads there to write on. I did try to make this chapter at least a little longer, so hopefully you'll like it. And, yeah, it's a MAJOR LoVe chapter... ok, it's ONLY a LoVe chapter, nothing else! Enjoy!!! 3 And keep on reviewing. I had at least 6 reviews today alone, so I got really excited. The more you guys review, the more this'll be updated!!

::Flashback::

Veronica and Logan were sitting at a table in Hearst's cafeteria. It's their sophomore year, and arguments were becoming more and more natural. The current being one of the worst.

"Why can't you just accept the fact that we belong together? Why do you have to insist on being stubborn Veronica?"

"Me stubborn? Why don't you go look in the mirror! You're the one who keeps pushing although we're both spoken for. And, you know what, I'm happy with Piz. I mean, yeah, sure, he's safe and awkward, but he's nice. So, I'm happy. Have you ever thought that, oh, I don't know, maybe I don't want to be epic? Maybe, God forbid, I want to be normal and live a normal, dull life instead of having bloodshed!"

"I don't think you have much of a choice Ronnie."

"Oh, I do. Logan Echolls, I want you out of my life now. You don't exist, and you never have."

With that, Veronica stormed out of the cafeteria, leaving a shocked and hurt Logan behind.

::end flashback::

"Wait, you know my name! What happened to 'you don't exist'?"

"I…um…"

"Do my ears deceive me? The great Veronica Mars at a loss for words? I'm touched to have such a high honor."

"I wouldn't so much call it an honor, you caught me off—"

"You look cold.. I think they call this snow here in the North. So, here, I brought you some coffee."

Veronica looked back and forth between the steaming cup and the handsome face she was encaptured by.

"Don't worry Ronnie, I didn't do anything to it. I'm a grown man now, I don't do those things anymore."

Veronica laughed and took the coffee. "Yeah right, Logan. I had a better chance at getting a pony from Dad as a graduation gift when we were eighteen than of you ever growing up."

"Well, then I'm going to have to prove it to you."

A smirk spread across her face. "And how do you plan on doing that?"

"First, you need to go put on the most elegant thing you have, and I'll pick you up at six."

Veronica paced across the apartment that she was occupying for the duration of the Kane case. She looked at her watch: 5:50.

What are you doing, Mars? Why are you getting worked up over Logan? It's not like you love him or anything.

No, she knew that wasn't true. She did love him, but she wasn't about to let him know that. Veronica walked over to the full-length mirror for examination. She wore a floor-length, straight dark purple haltered gown with a low back. Maybe too low. Her long, wavy blonde hair was pulled into a loose clipped ponytail, and her makeup showed off her eyes to perfection.

Careful girl, if I were Logan, I'd try my hardest to get in your bed tonight. Especially seeing this outfit on you.

But, then again, they haven't spoke in almost three years, and she didn't leave it off on good terms. She checked the time again. Only 5 minutes passed.

Why can't Logan ever be earl--.

Her thought was cut off by a knock on the door and Logan's voice announcing his presence. Veronica grabbed her black purse and shawl, and opened the door for him. Her eyes widened in delight at seeing him in his tuxedo, a sight she always rated up with the seven World Wonders. He took her hand and kissed it softly, to which Veronica blushed.

"Why Miss Mars, hasn't the FBI taught you anything? You're wearing emotions on your sleeve more than ever."

She went to punch his shoulder, but Logan caught her hand, pulled her towards him with his other hand placed on her back, and dipped her.

"You're beautiful. The dress is a perfect match for you."

He pulled her back up to him, their faces so close they could feel the other's breath, lost in a locked gaze.

"And I still manage to cause you to be speechless."

Before she could blink, Logan had let her go and was placing her shawl around her.

"Thank you, Logan."

"For the compliments? I have a book written. You should read it, full of witty one-liners that can get you in bed with any girl."

This time she did manage to punch him.

"No, for the shawl! And there will be no bed-getting into tonight!"

He chuckled. "It was my pleasure." He held out a bent arm for her to take. "Shall we go?"

She placed her hand into the crook of his arm, and let him lead her downstairs. When they got to the front doors, there was a horse-drawn carriage waiting for them.

"Logan…"

"What, you didn't expect a limo did you? Honestly, I thought this would have more class, and I am trying to make a better impression on you."

"But why?"

He helped her up into the seat, and sat down next to her. After handing the driver a slip with an address on it, he turned his attention back to Veronica.

"I knew that if I really wanted you back, I was going to have to change something about me."

"But you don't have to do this Logan. I mean, it's nice, but talking works the same."

"I know it does. But this is more fun. And besides, you said the word pony earlier, and I wanted to make that wish come true by bringing one to you."

She smiled as she watched the horse almost glide around central park. They sat in silence for a few moments, watching the snow fall, before Veronica turned back to Logan.

"Where are we going?"

The smirk returned to his face. "Well, telling you would ruin the surprise, now wouldn't it?"

He wrapped his arm around her, pulling her to his side. He lifted her face up slightly, and kissed her softly on the lips as the carriage continued to move towards their final destination.

A/N: teehee, I do love cliff hangers. I really do. Sorry if they keep you guys in suspense, but, hey, that's pretty much the only way to keep a reader interested after a while! So, LoVe it? Hate it? As always, let me know!