Weevil doesn't realize just how weird things are with Veronica and her friends, until he finds Wallace Fennel banging on his door one day, asking to come in. He's actually shocked at first to see the guy there, peering in through the screen door waiting on him to open it. It's not exactly Fennel's neighborhood, and the guy is far from a friend.

"Get lost on your way to your game Fennel?" He asks pointing out the Hearst ball jacket, Wallace is wearing.

"I want to talk to you about Veronica." Wallace says seriously.

"We're in love, gettin' married in the fall," Weevil smirks. "I'm gonna guess that you don't approve?"

Wallace stares at him as he walks in the house, "I'm worried about her."

"And what's that got to do with me?" Weevil asks crossing his arms.

"She's been spending a lot of time with you lately."

"Yeah? What's wrong Fennel, you jealous?"

"It's not like that," Wallace speaks honestly. "I'm concerned; she's all withdrawn, like even more than usual."

"Blame your boy Echolls for that," Weevil mutters.

"He's not my boy," Wallace answers sternly. "She just won't talk to me about things, so I want to know, is she okay?"

"V can take care of herself," Weevil sighs. "You should know that by now."

"Yeah but…"

"Maybe you should let up on all the feelings crap with her," Weevil adds shaking his head slightly. "Ever think she's not in the mood for a therapy session?"

He sees the worry in Wallace's eyes and for the first time, he realizes what Veronica means to the guy. She's like blood to him, and he can tell that Wallace is willing to protect her from anyone, including him. It almost makes him feel bad about taping the kid to that pole a few years back.

"Look, as long as she's okay…"

"She's fine. You've met her right? She's as tough as nails," Weevil speaks gruffly.

"Yeah on the surface," Wallace whispers. "Look, just don't tell her I stopped by. She'll freak out on me if she finds out.."

"Whatever, your girl is fine, just let up on her."

"Yeah, I'll try that," Wallace nods as he starts to leave. "Thanks for looking out for her."

Weevil isn't sure how to answer Wallace's statement. It borders on some sort of emotional moment that he doesn't do. So instead, he just gives the other guy a nod and opens the door for him to leave. He's not sure what just happened, but he knows it means this whatever thing he's got going with Veronica is weird, really, really weird.

Two days later, he's helping her work a case at the Grand, when they see Parker and Logan come in together. The Parker chick looks down right giddy as she holds on to Logan's hand and whispers something in his ear. Honestly, Weevil doesn't know what Logan sees the girl, sure she's hot, but she's no Lilly, and she's definitely no Veronica.

He watches Veronica as she stares at them for a moment and then looks down at the floor. Her face flushes slightly and he sees a darkness form in his eyes. The list of reasons he hates Echolls just keeps growing.

"You okay?" He asks Veronica as she moves slightly away from the help desk.

"I'm awesome," she speaks with a fake smile.

"Liar."

She glares at him, "Let's just get the information we need, k?"

"He's not worth your time, you know."

She tilts her head and looks at him with fake confusion. "Excuse me?"

"You know what I'm talking about blondie, don't play dumb, doesn't look good on you."

She stares at him for a moment and then rolls her eyes, "Are you here to help me with this case or critic my choice in boyfriends."

"I can do both," Weevil mutters. "All your ex's suck, and our guy is in room 212 with the babysitter."

"You're just guessing on the mistress part aren't you?"

"Maybe, but I'm right."

"Getting a little sure of yourself Navarro," Veronica smirks.

"In everything that matters," he speaks with a wink and a grin.

Veronica rolls her eyes and shoves him gently, "C'mon, I need coffee, Java the Hut, I'm buying."

"Fine, but none of that girly frappo crap."

"Right, real men drink their coffee black huh?"

"You got that right," he nods.

"Real men must watch Ghost Whisper too," she adds already a few steps ahead of him as they make their way to the door.

"Shut it V," he groans. "People might hear you or something."

He has a picture of Lilly that he keeps in the drawer of his nightstand. He used to have it sitting out, but it's been hiding now for over two years. He's not sure what made him put it away, but sometimes he likes to take it out and just look at it. She's smiling at him all bright eyed and beautiful, with a hint of mischief in her face. He knows it was all lies, the time they spent together, but it meant something to him just the same. Tonight, he can't help but stare at the photo, maybe it's all this time with Veronica or something, whatever, he just needs to see it.

His phone vibrates beside him, and he glances down at it, realizing Veronica is texting him.

All my ex's don't suck.

He scoffs at the message and rolls his eyes.

Yeah, they kinda do.

I broke up with Logan. He can date whoever he wants.

He lets out a tired sigh and puts his picture of Lilly away. He doesn't need a reason to dislike Echolls, it just comes naturally for him. Still, when he sees someone like Veronica, all bent out of shape because the guy was dumb enough to date one of her friends, he kinda has the urge to punch him.

Whatever V, u can do better.

It's just weird. That's all, just weird.

Yea, well he ain't worth ur time.

His phone is silent for several minutes and he wonders if he's upset her. She's a hard person to read, and he knows it doesn't take much to get her all riled up. He wonders what Lilly would do if she could see her now. Truth be told, he thinks she's stronger than Lilly ever was.

His phone buzzes once more and he can't help but be a little relieved that Veronica didn't get all upset about his last text.

Thanks for telling Wallace to back off. He's not all Oprah on the couch anymore.

He lets out a tiny laugh, he should have known that Fennel would break and tell her he came by. The kid can't hold nothing back apparently, he thinks staring at his phone.

Your boy means well.

Yeah, I know. Night Navarro.

Nite V.

Weevil tosses his phone on his nightstand and rolls over with a sigh. He knows it's insane but he kind of thinks he's going to sleep good night.