I'm so happy that I have 40 reviews. Thank you guys for liking my story this chap doesn't have Mac/Dick but don't worry I have some scenes planned for the next chapter, which I will try to post tomorrow.

Chapter 10

Ellen White (a.k.a Veronica Mars) walked perkily into the prison, smiled sweetly at the guards and waited for Abel Koontz to be brought to the telephones separated by a glass wall for their little meeting. Cliff had proven his powers as a known lawyer in Neptune and had gotten her in to see Koontz. Of course, it helped that Veronica was pretending to be a country girl from Koontz's hometown.
I hope this works. I hate sneaking around trying to find Lilly's true killer. I hate that I have to lie to Logan when he asks why we can't hang out, but this investigation started with the Mars family and I have to finish it alone.
"Ellen?"
"Hello, Mr. Koontz!" Veronica fell into her character smoothly, mentioning festivals and events from his hometown.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot, my dear." Abel Koontz's blue eyes were trained on her, in a manner that was unsettling.
"I was researching the murder that put you in here and I found this." She held up the pictures of Lilly's shoes in the location where it shouldn't be. "This proves you're innocent and you're being framed. Why are you lying, Mr. Koontz?" she asked as innocently as possible.
Abel Koontz's demeanor changed completely. His smile vanished and his face became cold.
"That's enough. Stop snooping around, Veronica Mars."
"My name is Ellen White. I-"
"Quiet!" he snapped and she flinched at the static that filled the telephone pressed to her ear.
"Stay away from this. If you want the truth I'll tell you the truth. Do you want to know how I killed your pretty friend?"
"No. No, it wasn't you." She insisted.
"Oh? How can you prove it?"
"I'll find a way."
"Your determination is impressive. You got the looks from your mother, but that other resilience in you is all from your father."
"My dad was a respected sheriff once."
"Who? Oh Keith Mars. But, see I meant your real father. The one your mother met for lunch at the Kane Offices almost every day."
"You're lying."
"Am I? Take a look in the mirror. Are you the product of Lianne and a bumbling sheriff? Or are you… more? The daughter of a prom king and queen."
"Prom king?"
"I'm afraid our time is up. Guards!" he stood and Veronica jumped up.
"Who is my father?"
"For your own good, Ellen, drop this." He sent her a chilling smile and walked away.

That night Veronica had nightmares that caused her to toss and turn. In one her father called to her and then her mother appeared. She was apologizing and crying. Then, both parents disappeared and there was darkness except for a lone door. Veronica went towards the door, but could never reach it. She was stuck and suffocating in the darkness.
The next morning, a Wednesday, Veronica dazedly showered, dressed, and drained a cup of coffee.
Don't pick me up today, she sent the text to both her boyfriend and Dick.
She went into her LeBaron and drove to school, still haunted by her nightmares and Abel Koontz's words.
"Veronica!"
She turned from her locker to see Logan.
"Hey, I got your text and honestly I felt worried. Are you okay?"
"Why wouldn't I be okay? I can't drive myself to school? I always need a babysitter? Don't think being my boyfriend equals being my father." Veronica slammer her locker shut, walking away from Logan, and inwardly winced at the mention of her father, whoever he may be.

"Ronnie, you look like hell. What kept you up last night?" Dick asked, seeing her between 3rd and 4th period.
"Not your business. God, all of you leave me alone." She ignored his hurt puppy dog eyes and stormed off.
During lunch she hid in the girl's bathrooms and studied her physics textbook without really processing the information. She felt bad for taking out her frustration and anguish over Lilly's investigation and her own doubts about her parentage, but she couldn't help it. Those in pain lash out. They end up hurting the ones they love. Veronica had experience in the matter.

"Miss Mars! Can you help me with something? It will only require ten minutes of your time." Mrs. Bugby, the teacher who ran the yearbook, waved her over.
"What do you need, ma'am?"
"I'm putting together a photo display for a class reunion. Your journalism teacher, Ms. Dent, said you have an eye for those things. I want it to say classy, vogue, and incredibly beautiful."
"Oookay?" Veronica rifled through Mrs. Bugby's pictures.
"Can you pass me the prom one?"
"Which?"
"I labeled it '79 King and Queen."
Veronica gasped when she found the picture.
"Stunning, isn't it? They were a beautiful couple, Lianne and Jake. Everyone thought they'd last forever." Mrs. Bugby began to reminisce about her high school years.
"Excuse me; I have to g-go." Veronica ran away from the pictures and the memories.
She felt sick and extremely hot. Suffocated. Veronica pushed open the school doors and threw herself into her car, driving toward her apartment complex. Unfortunately, she had to park near a deserted part of the road to throw up her simple breakfast on the grass next to the road.
Jake is my biological father? My mom was a cheater. Duncan and Lilly are my siblings. Veronica thought and that mixed with her remembered nightmare caused her collapse against her car and slide to the ground, crying into her hands.
"Veronica!" a warm voice followed by two strong arms enveloped her. "Tell me what's wrong, Veronica, please. Let me in. I need to help you." Logan pleaded and Veronica forced her tears to stop.
She put her head on his chiseled chest.
"It's a long story, Logan." She said, still sniffling.
"I'm here for eternity if you need me."
Veronica took a deep breath and did what he'd asked. She let him in. Told him about the investigation she was doing into Lilly's murder, her evidence, her visit with Abel Koontz. And then the things she'd discovered about her mother and Jake Kane.

"I wish you'd told me sooner. I could have been with you when you talked to him." Logan spat his last word with anger.
"Abel Koontz may be cold, but he isn't a murderer."
"Veronica-"
"Please let's not argue right now. It's been an… emotional day."
"I'm sorry." Logan hugged his small girlfriend tightly where they sat on her living room couch.
"What if it's true? If Jake is my father and Duncan is my brother. Oh God, now I understand."
"What is it?"
"Why Duncan broke up with me. And why Lilly asked him about our breakup and the next day she told me to let it go. She knew too."
"Oh." Logan was silent, processing the information.
"Now I know. Presto, closure. My ex-boyfriend, who I almost slept with, was my brother." Veronica felt pale and resisted a trip to the bathroom.
"Stop, Veronica. You can't think like this. We need proof. We need a paternity test, the ones you find online."
"I'll do it."
"We can handle this together. Never scare me like that again. I can't handle the thought of you hurt in any way. Promise me you won't do this again. I'm always here for you."
"I- I promise."
Logan kissed her and continued his tight embrace. A little voice inside Veronica told her to confess everything to Logan. The rape the night of Shelley's party. The dirty way she'd lost her sacred virginity.
It's not the right time, she told the voice. Soon it will be too late, the voice responded before fading away.

"You seemed upset yesterday, Ronnie." Dick had come fifteen minutes early, per Veronica's insistence, to drive them to school.
Logan had told her she needed to include her best friend and tell him what was going on.
"I need to tell you something."
"I'm all ears."
The ride to school seemed everlasting as Veronica confided in her best friend.
"Wow, Ronnie. You might be Kane. You're taking the paternity test, then?"
"I have to know, Dick."
"I'm here for you. We all are."
"Who is this 'all' you speak of?"
"Wallace, Logan, Mac, Meg, Weevil and his buddies, and me."
"I didn't realize the I heart Veronica club had grown so big."
"A lot of people love you, Ronnie. I'd like to say I'm at the top of the list, but Logan is a fierce competitor." He grimaced.
"I think I might be in love with him." She stared out the window, another thought crossing her mind.
"What are you thinking?"
"I still haven't told him. About my rape." She said softly.
"It's not an easy thing to share."
"He should know. We're going to start wanting more than kisses and I don't want to be terrified of sex forever. I feel so good with Logan, you know? This secret is still painful."
"If you want him to know, tell him. If not, you and me are going to figure out who did it and I will personally kill the bastard."
"I was going to ask some 09'ers what they remembered about my appearance at the party. I've just been so busy with Lilly's case and my parentage I haven't helped myself. It's time I got some justice, too." Her eyes were steely orbs of blue.
"We can do this, Ronnie."
"Dick, I love you." She said suddenly.
He was momentarily surprised but quickly responded.
"I love you too, Ronnie."
She grabbed his large hand and squeezed it.
"BFF's til the end" he whispered and she laughed.
"Til whatever end's in store."