A/N Veronica Mars was up for sale and clearance priced. I bought it! (Just wanted to write something different. I suspect if VM was for sale, we would descend that a storm of locusts. So ...No don't own.)

Thanks to the reviewers! To let you know those in favor of the hit outnumbered those not in favor by 3-1. We got ourselves an aggressive bunch! I wrote three versions of that scene with varying degrees of physical altercation. In the end, I figured Veronica (on the show) was willing to taser just about anybody so she wouldn't shirk from hitting someone when pushed to her limits. Regrettably, it had to be Logan. He's my fav character of all time so it hurt me worse than him.

Chapter 10

Logan wasn't interested in anything except obsessing over how his actions had cost him the one thing he felt he needed more than anything else. Logan looked around his work area. His computer screen saver brought a smile to his face. It was Veronica striking a pose in her jogging outfit. This was the real Veronica, the one he had been following. He glanced at the other pictures he had taped up: Veronica in action with Caleb, Veronica in LA, Veronica in the Hispanic section, Veronica sneaking on to the Kane property. This was the girl he liked. Now that she knew about him, would he ever see her again? Sure, she was forced to go to school with him but interactions of a more personal nature were probably, no definitely not in the future. The only action he got from Veronica was across his face. He didn't blame her for her reaction, knowing he pushed Veronica past her limits. There was the beach warning but he just couldn't leave her alone. It wasn't like they had a relationship. It was him pushing and her standing steadfast, practically robotic. He wanted her to react. To him. Maybe not in such a negative way. Grabbing a book, he threw it across the room in frustration. "Hey watch it," a voice called out. A voice he recognized. He turned and thought for a moment that he was hallucination. There in the doorway was one Veronica Mars.

Veronica didn't know what made her head to the Echolls Estate later that evening. Only one thing came to mind and she didn't want to admit it. Fear. Fear of someone who found out so much about her and fear of what he would do with the information. She had already crossed her own personal limits by physically attacking him. Why would he be so different and not engage in some sort of revenge? A part of her wanted to trust Logan but she quickly squashed that impulse. She needed to find out two things. One: how much did he know? And two: what was he going to do with the information?

With trepidation, Veronica parked her car and went up the steps to ring the doorbell. The door was answered by a beautiful woman who Veronica instantly recognized as Lynn Echolls, Logan's mother. Lynn introduced herself and welcomed Veronica to their home. She informed Veronica that Logan was in his room and told her to go on up the stairs to the second door on the right. As Veronica headed up the stairs, Lynn asked, "Have I met you before? You look so familiar."

Veronica tensed but answered, "No, we haven't met before. I seem to just have one of those faces." Veronica took the rest of the stairs in a hurry. Quietly opening the door, she was startled when a book came flying across the room. "Hey, watch it!" she called out.

Logan's gaze was unwavering and intense. Veronica walked into the room hoping to break it. She looked at him and noticed all of the pictures of her on the wall behind him. "I see I'm not the only one fixated on pictures." Logan had the common decency to blush at her words. He didn't know what to say to her. Here she was in his room, no less, talking to him. It was something he wanted for months but now that it was here, he didn't know what to do with the opportunity.

Veronica peered over Logan's shoulder to get a closer look at the pictures. "That's a good one," she commented about one of her and Caleb.

"Yeah," Logan said in response. Oh great, I'm a regular Shakespeare he thought.

"So, I guess we should get down to business," Veronica said as she plopped down on his bed.

Logan gulped, "What business?"

"Well, I wanted to know what you found out about me. Anything else not included in the pictorial presentation?" she asked nervously.

"Yes," Logan said warming to their conversation, especially when her comments alluded to the fact that there was more to know about her.

"And that would be?" Veronica prompted.

"Whatever else you're hiding," Logan said not wanting to be specific.

Veronica sighed. "I was hoping if I put myself out, you'd be a gentleman and be straight with me." Veronica commented folding her arms across her chest defensively.

"This from the girl who was such a lady that she sabotaged my car?" he said without anger.

"I'm sorry about that," she apologized, trying to pull off contrite but not succeeding because her lips tilted up in a smile.

"What about getting physical at Weevil's?" Logan leaned forward from his chair toward her.

"That was a mistake on my part and yours," Veronica said hesitant to give an inch, "You had no right to follow me."

"You had no right to hit me," Logan bluntly replied.

Veronica took a deep breath. "Let's look at this from an objective standpoint. A female finds out she is being followed everywhere by a male. Do I have it correct so far?"

"You forgot dead sexy male," Logan quipped, his charm returning.

"I don't forget things. Back to my point. Said female had a right to feel threatened and react accordingly."

"If said female knew without a doubt that said male would never hurt her, were her actions justified?" Logan put out.

"I didn't know."

"Bullshit. You knew."

Veronica got up and started pacing the room. "Fine. I knew you would never hurt me physically but the info you have on me is like a bomb strapped to me waiting to go off and that is threatening to me."

"And you thought hitting me would keep you in my good graces?"

"That's part of the problem. I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry. I was just so angry and scared." Veronica stopped because she realized she had said too much.

"Scared? Of what?" Logan had instantly caught on to her blunder.

"Of what you know." Veronica let out softly.

"Why?"

"Please don't ask because I just can't tell," she implored.

A lull in conversation was broken by Logan's silent agreement not to push her on the topic. He amiably changed the conversation back to their 'deal.'

"Sure you are. How is my participation in this "business deal" going to benefit me?" Logan asked as he leaned back into his chair.

"Are you blackmailing me?" Veronica asked with equal amounts of admiration and disgust.

"Whatever works, sweetheart," he said a la the old 50's antihero.

"How would completely laying off your payback and possibly being civil toward you work?" Veronica suggested not wanting to give much.

"I was thinking something a little more friendly but I'll take what I can get. Deal?" he said thrusting out his hand.

"Deal," Veronica responded clasping his hand. "Now tell me about the pictures and what else you know."

"I guess I'll start at the beginning. I saw you at the pool when you did that dive,"-Veronica cringed- "Not able to swim, huh? I guess that was just really good beginner's luck then."

"You could say that," Veronica said not expanding or clarifying for him.

Logan sighed. "After that I decided to follow you. I just wanted to know why you were hiding yourself. Besides the blackbelt stuff, I found out a few other things. The first night I saw you going onto the Kanes property," -pointing to some pictures of her vaulting onto the property- "Next we have you at Trifecta with someone"-again pointing to another set of pictures- " Finally, you at St. Agnes' with Weevil's child?, sister?"

"Sister," she clarified, "Anything else?"

"You tell me." he suggested but didn't expect anything.

"Not part of the business deal. So, what do you plan on doing with all of this information? Are you and Lilly going to use this against me?" Veronica asked a bit frightened.

"For the last time, I had nothing to do with the car incident. Lilly set me up," he defended himself.

"Prove it," Veronica said believing in him but not wanting to.

"Done. Veronica, I think you got the wrong idea. I wasn't gathering information to hurt you. I just wanted to know you. Your constant refusal to even take any steps toward some type of relationship with anyone frustrated me. Why? " he asked simply.

"Duncan," she answered just as simply and truthfully.

His gut clenched. Logan couldn't bear her complete love for the deceased Duncan. Every time she brought him up, he irrationally reacted in anger. This time was no exception. "You're so busy worshiping at the alter of Duncan that you don't even see the good things in front of you."

"Oh, I suppose that good thing is you."

"Maybe, but I'm talking about life Veronica. There are hints of this amazing girl that peak through but you don't fully own it or you won't let yourself own it. You're letting it pass you by and that's sad."

Logan willed her to respond but she got up and left without a word. After she left, Logan grabbed his phoned and initiated his already formed plan. After his accomplices readily agreed to the plan, Logan grinned. She wanted proof, tomorrow she'd have it.