Title: Shattered
Rating: M
Summary: AU… What if Shelley Pomeroy's party had much larger repercussions? Begins pre-series
Spoilers: Eventually all 3 seasons
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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Veronica groaned as she opened her eyes and stared into the darkness of her bedroom, finally giving up any hope of getting to sleep that night. It had been four days since she arrived back in Neptune. In that short time, she had somehow fallen into a daily routine that revolved for the most part around avoiding as many as people as possible. Veronica would spend her mornings visiting her father, when she knew that Alicia was at work, and then she spent the hours Alicia usually visited the hospital at a park across town with Sean. And whenever she needed to get food or any other supplies, she made sure to go to stores far from the '09er area.
She was being a coward. There was no point in denying it. But during her confrontation with Logan in the supermarket, Veronica felt a resurgence of all the pain, anxiety, and fear that had plagued her in high school. She once again was that sixteen year old girl who had been used as a scapegoat by all her former friends. The girl who hid in the bathroom because she was afraid of what they would do to her next.
But Veronica was NOT that girl anymore. She was nineteen, a legal adult, and a mother. For two and a half years, she had managed to hold a steady job and raise her son all by herself. Sure, taking portraits for a store in a mall was not exactly a life-fulfilling occupation and then there was the fact that she would never accomplish any of things that she had envisioned for her life because she is a high school dropout. But, still, that was more than what most kids her age had done. She had been taking care of her responsibilities while most high schoolers just partied and hung out with their friends.
Veronica felt the bed slightly shift next to her and she looked down to see her son snuggle into her side. When she had settled into the apartment that first night, she realized how unprepared she was to bring Sean here. In her haste to see her father, she had forgotten that she would need things like a stroller or a crib. But Veronica merely solved the crib problem by placing Sean in the bed with her, his tiny body lying in the space between her and the wall. She usually did not let him sleep in the bed with her, after reading in an article that children developed independence better this way. But after spending days watching her father lying so still in a hospital bed, Veronica realized that it was comforting to have the only other family she had left in the world so near to her. Where, when she could not sleep, she could feel his little chest rise and fall with each breath and she could assure herself that he was safe.
Most of her insomnia, though, was due to the uneasy feeling that had settled in her chest after that night she visited her father's office. She knew that she had to go see it for herself, but it was still extremely unsettling to know that she was standing in the spot where her father was attacked. Where someone had savagely beaten him and put him into a coma. And the worst part was that she did not know the who or the why. It was like those months after Lilly died all over again. Not knowing what had happened to someone she loved was the worst feeling Veronica had ever experienced, and now she was feeling it for the second time in her short life.
Keith Mars had a lot of enemies, especially among the rich and powerful of Neptune. And Veronica was sure that the number of his enemies had probably drastically increased during her absence, especially with his career as a P.I. But the name that kept coming to the forefront of her mind was Jake Kane, the man who may be her biological father. Veronica knew that he had been threatening her family before she ran away, maybe he had finally followed through and made good on those threats.
Or, maybe he had discovered that her father had continued his investigation of Lilly's murder. Veronica had read through the file when she had gotten back to the apartment that first night. By the time she reached the last page, her eyes were swimming and her hands were trembling so hard that she could barely read the papers in front of her. Her father thought Duncan killed Lilly.
Duncan, according to her father's research, had type four epilepsy. This meant that he experienced uncontrollable hysterical violent emotional fits and complete blackouts that could cause a loss of memory. There was a copy of a report that her father had written on the night Lilly died that said the Kanes had been doing the wash when he arrived. Keith thought that all this time Jake Kane had been covering for Duncan, who actually killed Lilly in an epileptic fit. He even found out about a hooker who had apparently been with Abel Koontz when Lilly died, but his notes said that he had had trouble tracking her down.
Veronica did not know whether to cry or throw up. Her ex-boyfriend and maybe half-brother might have been the one who killed his sister and her best friend. Not that anyone would ever know. Abel Koontz died in prison last year, before there was even a chance for him to be executed, and this meant that for everyone else Lilly's murder was avenged. Could Jake Kane have put her father in a coma to ensure that no one would ever find out the truth?
But then he would not have left Lilly's file behind. Whatever was in that other missing file was apparently worth her father's life. Veronica had gone back to his office the next day and searched for any references to what could possibly have been in that file. There was nothing. She could not even figure out what case her father had been working on around the time he was attacked.
When the first rays of sunlight began to shine through the slits of her blinds, Veronica was finally given a reprieve from her torturous thoughts and was able to instead occupy her mind with the tasks of getting ready for the day. She was making coffee and watching the morning news when she happened to notice her cell lying on top of the counter. Picking it up, she glanced down and saw that she had a new text message. It was from Tony. All it said was "Call me when you can."
Veronica guiltily scrolled through her phonebook and hesitated with her finger hovering over the call button. She had meant to call him a couple days ago, but she had been so occupied with her father that she had forgotten. Sighing, she pressed the button and raised the phone to her ear.
It only rang twice before she heard a mumbled "hello" on the other end of the line. Veronica glanced up at the kitchen clock and realized it was still early in the morning, even in New York.
"Hey," she tentatively greeted.
"Chelsea?" he asked, sounding more alert.
"Uh huh," she responded, sitting down on the couch with her coffee. "Sorry, I was going to call you before, but things have been…"
"Yeah, I heard. Sarah told me. How's your dad?"
Veronica fought to hold back her groan. Sarah was going to kill her when she got home. "Not good. He's… in a coma."
Tony was momentarily silent. "A coma?" he repeated, sounding shocked. "Jesus, Chelsea. I'm sorry. How?"
"He…" Veronica rubbed her eyes, trying to think. How much was she going to tell him? She could not help but feel guilty, thinking about how most of the things she had told him about herself were lies. Maybe, just this once, she could tell him the truth. Or as much of the truth as she possibly could. "He was attacked two months ago. He has been in a coma ever since."
"Chels, I don't…" he paused, "I don't know what to say. I'm sorry. Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm alright," she assured him. "I just need to be with him right now. I should have told you before I left."
"I understand," he quickly told her. "It's alright. It's just… You know that you could call me if you need me. If you need someone to talk to or... anything."
Veronica closed her eyes, trying to think of how to respond. She knew Tony liked her. Really liked her. Sarah had told her only a few months ago that she thought he loved her. Veronica had quickly denied it and changed the subject, but the thought had been nagging her ever since. She knew that with the way things were headed, there was a possibility that Tony might confess that he loved her. That he might want more than this semi-relationship that they had been skirting around for two years.
But, even after all this time, Veronica had no idea how she felt about Tony. She liked him, of course, but could she love him? She was not sure if she could love anyone like that anymore.
"I know," she quietly responded.
They were both silent for a moment. "How's Sean?" he asked.
"Good," she said, smiling slightly. "He's too young to understand what's going on. He just likes that he now has a dog to play with."
Tony chuckled. "He must be thrilled."
"I'm pretty sure he's going to be begging me for a puppy for years after this." Veronica smiled, thinking about how when she left the bedroom, Backup was curled up next to Sean on the bed.
"Are you going to get him one?" he asked.
"There is a strict no pets policy in my building," she informed him with a sigh. It was one of the things she hated most about her apartment. She never could have replaced Backup, but it would have been nice to have a dog around again. It would have reminded her of home.
"Why don't you…" Tony started, but then paused. A second later, he said, "Chels, someone's at the door. Can I call you back later?"
Veronica nodded. "Yeah, sure. That's fine."
"Okay," he said. "I'll talk to you later."
"Alright, bye," she responded and they both hung up.
Veronica sighed. Well, at least she called him. That was one thing she could cross off her to do list. Now there was something else she had to. She showered and got dressed before she woke Sean. Then she fed him and got him dressed for the day.
They went to the hospital and Veronica spent a few with her father, like she had done for the past couple of days. By now the nurses all knew her name. Apparently they were all amazed that Keith had a daughter, considering he had been there for two months and no child had visited him. Veronica could not help but feel like a terrible daughter every time one of the nurses looked at her.
In the afternoon, giving herself a twenty minute head-start before Alicia usually showed up at the hospital, Veronica left and drove across town. Climbing out of the car, she pulled Sean out of his seat and set him on the ground.
"This should be fun," she murmured to her son as she took his hand and led him up the stairs to the dingy office building. As she walked to what she remembered to be the correct office, the door opened and a woman in a purple sparkly halter, cut off daisy duke shorts, and six inch heels sauntered out. Veronica pulled her son closer and watched the woman walk past in amusement. Then she walked through the open door.
The man at the desk looked up as she approached, but the cheesy smile on his face turned into an expression of amazement as he recognized her. "Veronica?"
"Cliff," she responded. She picked Sean up and placed him in the chair in front of Cliff's desk, then she sat in the seat next to him. "I see business is still booming."
"Well Ms. Candy, the woman you passed in the hall, has just hired me because her landlord is unfairly evicting her for supposed lude acts she had committed in the building's laundry room," Cliff told her, his gaze never wavering from where Sean was playing with a paperweight on his desk.
"All untrue though, right?" Veronica asked with a smirk.
"Of course," Cliff responded, finally meeting Veronica's eyes. "Ms. Candy is a fine upstanding citizen of Neptune, even if she does happen to work nights at Lady Allure."
Veronica sighed. "What is the world coming to when a stripper can't do a little overtime without getting evicted?"
"That's what I'm here for, V. To right the world of its wrongs," Cliff told her with a smile. Then his demeanor suddenly changed as he looked at her seriously. "Now, is this a social call or do you need to hire yourself an attorney?"
"I want to talk to you about my dad," she said, putting a hand on Sean to stop him from crawling onto the floor.
Cliff watched, nodding in understanding. "I thought so. I'm guessing that's why you're back. How did you find out?"
"Alicia told me," she responded. The way he nodded told her he knew who she was talking about. "I went to his office and there were some papers missing. I was hoping you could tell me what case he had been working on before he was attacked."
Cliff shook his head. "I really don't know, Veronica," he said apologetically. "I haven't worked with your father in awhile. The last thing I heard was that he was still searching for you."
Veronica shifted in her seat. "I saw the file," she replied quietly.
"He had never given up looking for you. Or trying to find out why you left." Cliff looked meaningfully at Sean.
"There were many reasons why I left," she said defensively. Veronica did not want anyone to think that she left because she was ashamed of her son. She never wanted Sean to think that.
"Where have you been?" Cliff asked.
Veronica looked down and sighed. "New York," she answered.
He raised an eyebrow, but just nodded. "He knew you headed east, but I don't think he realized you had gone all the way to New York. You did a good job covering your tracks. The work of a true P.I."
"Was he really worried?" Her father had known Cliff since he first became Sheriff of Neptune. Though, at that time, they spent most of their time at opposite ends of an interrogation table, they had still become friends and usually helped each other out when they could.
"He thought the worst when they found your car abandoned on the side of the highway," Cliff told her honestly. "But then he found witnesses who saw a girl matching your description in Texas and he tried to follow you from there." He paused, leaning back in his chair. "Lamb refused to help since your note clearly showed that you ran away, so Keith had to search by himself. When he lost your trail…"
Veronica could feel tears brimming in her eyes but she refused to let them fall. "I didn't mean to hurt him."
Cliff looked at her, but his eyes were not judging. He was being kinder than she probably deserved. "Keith took it hard. He threw himself into the job, no matter how risky. I tried to tell him, but he was always too stubborn."
"So you do think it could have been someone from one of his cases who did this to him?" she asked, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap.
Cliff nodded. "Probably. He was always putting himself in dangerous positions."
Veronica had figured he had done that before she even came to visit Cliff. She remembered how she had thrown herself into the detective work when she was trying to escape her thoughts about Lilly and her pregnancy. That was a trait she had probably acquired from her father, the habit of using outlets, like investigating, to avoid things that they were not ready to deal with yet. Her heart plummeted as she wondered if her father had worked so hard to solve Lilly's murder because he thought it would bring her home. That now he was lying in that coma because of her.
Sean, who was probably sick of being ignored, climbed up and stood on the chair. Veronica reached over, trying to sit him back down. "Who you?" he asked, pointing a tiny finger at Cliff.
Cliff looked at her son, who had been quiet up to this point, in surprise. "I'm Cliff," he said with a smile. "What's your name?"
Her son finally plopped back down on the chair. "Sean," he answered as he reached forward and began grabbing at objects on the desk. He soon came back with a fistful of crumbled business cards.
"Put it back, Sean," she commanded in a stern voice, reaching for his hand to take the cards back.
"No, no, it's okay," Cliff told her with a grin. "I'm not prejudiced with my clientele. He could use it if he needs a good lawyer. So, when he can't afford one, then he has my number."
Veronica smiled, but still pulled the cards away when Sean shoved them in his mouth. "I should take him home now," she said, pulling her squirming son into her arms.
"Veronica." She looked up when he called her name. "I'm sorry about your father. He's a good man." She nodded, but didn't trust herself to be able to talk past the lump in her throat, and just waved goodbye.
They left and Veronica took Sean to the park, figuring he needed to get rid of some of his pent-up energy. As she watched him run around near the monkey bars, she tried to focus on him and not the guilt and fear that was lurking at the edges of her mind. She needed to find out what happened to her father.
Suddenly her phone rang in her pocket. She pulled it out, while still keeping her eyes on Sean, but glanced down at the caller id. It was Alicia. Veronica groaned. She had successfully avoided her for four days, and she had been hoping to go for a fifth. Alicia was a nice woman, but Veronica was having trouble dealing with the life her father had created for himself while she was gone without actually having him here to explain it to here.
Still, knowing that she could not hide from her much longer, Veronica raised the phone to her ear. "Hello."
"Hello," she heard Alicia say. "Veronica? How have you been? I haven't seen you in a few days."
"Yeah, I know. I guess we just… keep missing each other." Veronica dropped her head against the back of the bench. That sounded extremely lame, even to her.
"I was wondering if you and Sean would like to come to dinner at my house tonight," Alicia said.
"I don't know. I…" she trailed off, trying to desperately think of an excuse.
"I'm a great cook," Alicia replied hopefully.
Veronica came up blank in the excuse department. "Sure," she responded, hoping she sounded somewhat excited. "Sounds great."
"Alright." Well, at least Alicia sounded pleased. "See you at six."
"Yeah, sure," Veronica said and then hung up. She rolled her eyes and focused on Sean, who was playing with some other kids on the slide only a couple feet away from her. Veronica let him play for another twenty minutes before she took him back to the apartment to clean him up and take the dog for a quick walk.
At six p.m. on the dot, Veronica stood on the porch of the house that Alicia had given her directions to. She rang the doorbell and only moments later it opened. A boy of about seven or eight stood at the entrance. He glanced up at Veronica, down to Sean, and then back up at her.
"Hi," she said. "Um, I'm Veronica."
He squinted at her and opened his mouth, but another voice cut him off. "Veronica?" They both looked up to see Alicia walking to the door. She smiled at her. "You're right on time. We were just about to eat."
She smiled back, "Great."
Alicia opened the door further and gestured for her to enter. "This is my son, Darryl. Darryl, this is Veronica and her son, Sean."
Darryl squinted up at her. "You're too young to have a kid."
Veronica smiled awkwardly, but Alicia glared down at her son. "Darryl," she said sharply.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
Alicia rolled her eyes. "Go set the table." As he walked into the kitchen, Alicia turned back to Veronica and smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry. Sometimes he just says whatever he's thinking. It's like there's no filter at that age."
"It's fine," Veronica said. "I don't mind."
Alicia smiled. "Here, let me take your coat." Veronica handed it to her and bent down to take off Sean's.
"Mom," they heard a voice call as feet came bounding down the stairs. "Oh sorry," he said when he saw Veronica there.
"Oh, Veronica," Alicia said, gesturing the guy over. "This is my other son, Wallace." Veronica straightened and looked up at him. She saw the recognition dawn on his face at the same time as she realized why he looked so familiar.
"Wallace," she repeated, smiling uncomfortably.
He looked at her in confusion. "Hey,… I thought your name was Chelsea."
"I,um," she stuttered. She glanced at Alicia and saw that she also looked perplexed. "No, my name is actually Veronica."
Alicia looked between the two of them. "You've already met?"
"We met in New York," Wallace responded, looking at his mother uncomfortably. "When I went to visit Jackie." Veronica noticed the look of disdain that passed across Alicia's face when he said Jackie's name, but it was gone as quickly as it came.
"Mom, the pork roast is burning," they heard Darryl call from the kitchen.
"Oh, excuse me," Alicia said as she raced into the kitchen.
Veronica turned back to Wallace and they stood in an awkward silence while Sean played with a ball he discovered in the corner of the living room and babbled to himself.
"So," Wallace started, "You're Veronica?"
Veronica nodded, a tight smile on her face.
"Well, that explains why you looked so familiar?" She looked at him questionably and he hurriedly continued, "I've seen you in one of the old yearbooks. You were in a lot of the pictures, except your hair was longer."
"Yeah I cut it," she responded lamely. He quirked an eyebrow at her obvious statement and she gave a small laugh. "So, you went to Neptune High?"
He nodded with a roll of his eyes.
She snorted. "I guess it wasn't a great experience?'
"Let's just say I didn't have a good start and things went downhill from there," he told her. "I didn't have many friends. Jackie," he paused, but cleared his throat and continued, "Jackie was one of the few people I really got close to."
"I didn't know that Jackie went to Neptune when she came out here," Veronica said.
"Well, there are a lot of things Jackie doesn't tell people," he responded bitterly. Veronica looked at him, but did not say anything. Veronica had known Jackie, but they were never exactly close. There was not much she could say in her defense.
Alicia popped her head through the doorway to the kitchen. "The roast pork is officially inedible, but just give me fifteen minutes to make the chicken."
"Sure, Mom," Wallace said.
"No problem," Veronica responded politely. She looked around and saw Sean trying to open a group of cardboard boxes near the stairs. "Sean," she called and he looked up at her, the most innocent look he could muster on his face. Veronica reached into her bag and pulled out a picture book. "Play with this," she said, handing him the book. He looked at it and threw it down, choosing to explore other parts of the room. She rolled her eyes and turned back to Wallace. "Sorry."
He laughed. "It's cool. That's just clothes and stuff, nothing he can break. We have to bring it to the dorm tomorrow."
"Oh, you're moving in tomorrow? Where are you going?" she asked
"Hearst," he said with a smile. "I figured I'd stay close to home in case my mom or Darryl needed me for something."
"Yeah, and it's only like a ten minute drive if you need your laundry done or are sick of dining hall food," she responded with a smile.
"Definite pluses," he said, laughing. Sean walked between their legs and up to the coffee table that was only a foot from them. He began pulling books off of it and Veronica walked up behind him, picking his small, hyperactive body into her arms. She pulled the book out of his hands and saw that it was the two thousand and six yearbook for Neptune High.
Wallace looked down and read the cover. "Oh yeah, I must have left that there when I was packing."
She stared at it. "Can I look at it?" she asked quietly.
"Yeah, sure," he said with a shrug.
Veronica sat on the couch and settled Sean next to her. Wallace, with nothing else to do, sat on the other side of her. She began flipping through it, past the first few pages with pictures of the very familiar building and teachers. She stopped when she hit a page with seven pictures on it. They were the faces of the six students and one teacher who died in the bus crash. Some of the people looked familiar, but none of them had been any of her former friends. It seems that none of the '09ers had been on the bus when it crashed. Could that have been a coincidence, or was it just the luck of the less privileged?
"That was really bad," Wallace said from beside her. "The bus driver committed suicide using the bus when it was coming back from the stadium."
"I remember," Veronica replied, glancing at all the faces again. "It was all over the news." She turned the page and began flipping through the seniors' graduation photos. Veronica avoided looking too long at the faces of all those who had tormented her so long ago. The faces of people who she had escaped from three years ago.
She stopped when her eyes landed on a photo of a fountain that she did not recognize.
"What's that?" she asked, tilting the book so Wallace could see it.
"That's that Lilly Kane memorial," he told her.
Veronica trailed her fingers over where, if she squinted, she could read the name 'Lilly Kane'. "There's a memorial?"
"Yeah, it's in the courtyard," he said. "They built it in junior year. I remember there was this candlelit ceremony and a video montage of her from when she was a kid." Veronica smiled slightly as she turned the page and saw a full sized picture of Lilly from sophomore year. Lilly probably would have loved having a whole ceremony and memorial devoted to her. All the attention on her and a monument that would make people remember her forever.
"Dinner's ready," Alicia's voice called from the kitchen.
"Coming," Wallace called back, getting up and walking toward the kitchen door.
Veronica placed the book back on the table and picked Sean up. She started to follow Wallace, but glanced back one last time. She stared at the yearbook's green and yellow cover, which contained page upon page of photos that illustrated what exactly she had left behind.
Veronica hugged her son's body closer to her own and slowly turned away.
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A/N: I am so sorry! I know I promised to have this chapter up MUCH sooner, and I really have no excuses. I have been extremely lazy. I was unmotivated and I did not want to force something that would come out sounding like crap, so I just waited. This actually should have been up last night, but I got sick and had to finish it today. Sorry and I really hope it was worth the wait.
A/N2: I would just like to say right now that all the people who have been reading, reviewing, putting this story on alert, and making it a favorite are extremely awesome. I really appreciate it and you have all been very encouraging. When it comes to reviews, I love all of them but never get to respond because I want to post the next chapter so quickly. But, since I took so long to update this chapter, I think all the people who posted on the last chapter deserve responses.
Kh2009: Thank you so much. I know I don't really like the angst and tension either, but it is necessary so we'll try to move through it as quickly as possible. But I'm excited for the LoVe too so I'm hoping it just makes it all worth it in the end. And I know you're a Fire of Life reader, so I'm hoping to get that chapter up in the next two days. I've been even more neglectful of that one.
Isdonisgood: Umm, I think I'm going for the entire season one because I think that is the natural evolution of their relationship. There's going to have to be the "at their throats" before everything, especially since there are going to be more issues now that more time has passed and more things have happened then there actually was in season one. And your Wallace question has obviously just been answered, but I have to admit all your other questions got me really excited. This is exactly why I'm writing this fic, I get to explore all those things. So keep reading and all will be answered, some sooner than the others. (like next chapter :hint,hint: lol) I'm glad you liked the last chapter so much and the various interactions. I'm sorry I didn't update sooner and I don't really think this chapter answered any of your questions, but I hope you still liked it. And Logan's reaction to Sean? Gotta admit, I CANNOT wait!
: I'm so glad you love it! And, ugh, I hate waiting on the updates for the stories I'm reading so I know how you feel. SOooo sorry!
Agentnumber1: Thanks! I'm glad you like the Alicia and Veronica relationship. I kind of was just going to throw Alicia in for just the phone call but then remembered that she ran away also and I realized there was a whole dynamic there that I can play with. I'm hoping to develop this further, but it is a little difficult since I have no basis because Alicia kind of did not like Veronica in the show. And Yay Wallace! He's in this chapter, but he does not do much. Don't worry though, he'll become much more central as we go along. And I knew people were worrying about the LoVe, so I'm happy you're relieved.
Jacedes: Yeah, that's kind of how I think a first encounter with Logan had to go. And the relationships with Alicia and Wallace will definitely be developed in this story.
ZC70: I'm glad and I hope this was a better length for you. It's ten pages, if you take away all the space I'm using for my author's note. LOL!
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Okay, I think that was everyone and if I missed you I'm really sorry. I love all the reviews I've had to all the previous chapters, and I appreciate all of them even if I did not respond. I'll try to update the next chapter sooner, especially since I want to begin to answer many of your questions
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