Title: J'veux du soleil
Author: Shanee
Pairing/Characters: LoVe (a bit), Veronica, Logan, Keith, Wallace, Darryl, Alicia and OCs
Rating: PG-13 (maybe R later)
Spoiler: through 1.21 and eventually through 2.22 but AU since the night of Shelly Pomroy's party. Takes place around 2.10 "One Angry Veronica".
Disclaimer: VM's characters and universe belong to Rob Thomas. Title belong to "Au p'tit bonheur" band.
Summary: AU. Neptune, California, and Veronica Mars.
A/N: Okay, buddies, that's chapter 9 and she's back.
I decided she would be back for the trial in 2.10. I know it's not really credible, because she left and lives in Boston now. But Lola Higgins is the one who lives in Boston, when Veronica Mars is officially living in California. I know it's complicated, but we can say that she's registered in California, at her old address and made transfer her mail to her P.O. box at Boston. I think that maybe it's still possible. If it's not, think it is.
I hope that I reply to some questions you have, and I hope you will like it. It's a talkative chapter, and I didn't think that what happens in this chapter would end this way. But I still like it.
Thank you for your reviews, again. Feel free to continue.
Edited January 2017 - hopefully I found all the typos and fixed them.
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Chapter 9: Tipsy voluble French girl under Xmas tree and declarations of love to a P.I.
As she quickly left Neptune Court's building, with her sunglasses on even if it was dark outside, she thought life had a funny way to recall her to her past. Not only was she back where she had sworn she would never step foot again, but she was also back in the 09er mess. Nothing changes, never. She hoped nobody had recognized her today, with her dark short hair, her stern tailleur and her fake glasses, or that her name didn't ring a bell to anybody. After all, they weren't authorized to speak about it, so she had still hope they wouldn't.
She reached her rental, when she heard steps behind her. Living in Boston had taught her to always be on the alert when she walked alone at night. She turned abruptly to face her follower.
"Hi Lola," said a black boy.
She tried to smile at him. Saying she was surprised to see him there, obviously waiting for her, was an understatement.
"Hi Wallace, why are you here?" She hadn't told him or anybody else she would come.
"I tried to call you since yesterday and as I couldn't reach you, I was a bit worried, so I called your secretary and she told me you were here. Imagine my surprise…"
She swallowed with difficulty, aware of what he was about to talk.
"… When I realized that my friend Lola from Boston is actually my missing step-sister Veronica, who I never met."
"Wallace," she started, wanting to explain. She didn't want him to be mad at her. "Listen, I…"
"You? You what? Explain to me, Veronica Mars. Why you… lied to me? Never told me? Used me?"
"Wally…"
"Oh no, don't "Wally" me. You know everything about me and all I know about you is a lie. You have no damn right to "Wally" me!"
"I never lied to you! Ok, my name is not Lola Higgins but when I spoke to you the first time, I didn't plan to lie to you. Lola Higgins was and is still my identity. It's the name on my wages. I'm Lola Higgins, a part of me is Lola Higgins. I never lied to you. I never talked about my life with you, that's right, but I didn't lie. You're the chatter and I'm the listener. That's how it works and always worked."
Veronica was desperate; she didn't want to lose Wallace's friendship. She needed him. She had tears in her voice when she resumed. "I'm sorry I hurt you Wallace. I never wanted that to happen. But I couldn't tell you. You know I couldn't. "
She was so tired and being here, in Neptune, stressed her too much. She wasn't that girl who cried so easily anymore, but she wasn't in the mood to deal with that now. She probably looked like hell, because Wallace stopped looking angry and patted clumsily on her shoulder.
"It's okay, Lola, I mean Veronica. I'm just surprised and yes, I'm deceived, but I'm not mad at you. After all, you're right, I never asked you about anything personal. So I can't really blame you."
Suddenly she burst out in tears.
"I'm sorry Wallace…"
"Shhhh, it's okay," he whispered in her hair, hugging her like it was the most natural thing to do. They never saw each other, but they were genuine friends and it didn't seem awkward for neither of them to do it.
Veronica quickly wiped her tears off her face and stepped back. "I'm sorry. I don't burst into tears, usually. I'm not that kind of girl, but being back here, I don't know, it's to much to handle."
"I understand. What will you do, now?"
"Go back to my hotel."
"Which is?"
"The Camelot. Why?"
"I was thinking, maybe, you could come with me, come home." He said slowly.
"No! Just because I'm here, it doesn't mean I've came back. As soon as the trial is over, I'll go back to Boston."
"You're aware he will know you're here, probably tonight or tomorrow. You don't genuinely believe that your presence here will stay undisclosed, do you?"
She sighed; she hoped, but she also knew there were always few hopes.
"Are you sure you want him to learn that from someone else?"
She didn't, but she had moved on and she wasn't sure if it would be wise. She wanted to see him, but she didn't know if she should.
She took her decision; she wasn't the same girl anymore; she was a strong woman who didn't step back in front of her fears.
"I have to be at my hotel at ten."
"You will." He smiled at her and she still didn't know why she was doing this.
She had followed his car to his house and now, she was standing in front of the door, near him and her heart was beating quicker than ever.
"He's not home yet," Wallace told her, noticing Keith's car was missing. "Ready?"
She smiled weakly. "Ready."
He opened the door and she entered behind him.
"Mom, I'm home. I have someone to introduce to you."
Veronica had removed her sunglasses and looked at the black woman coming. She smiled when she noticed her four-months pregnant belly. Wallace had warned her and she was truly happy his father had listened to her. Alicia was the perfect woman for him.
Alicia kissed her son and shook Veronica's hand. "Hello, I'm Alicia, Wallace's mom."
"Good Evening, Mrs.… Mars. I'm…" To tell her name after all that time wasn't something easy.
"Mom, it's Veronica."
Alicia froze, mouth agape. "Oh." She sat on the couch.
"Take a seat, Veronica. You're home here," she managed to say. "Shouldn't you be blonde?"
Veronica tried to smile. "Yes, I should, but…"
"I understand. I would have loved dying my hair too, but I would have made a very unconvincing real blonde, wouldn't I?" Alicia's smile was genuine. She tried and succeeded to enlighten the mood.
Veronica nodded. She was aware Alicia had run away a long time ago from her first husband. Wallace had told her, months ago, when his father had suddenly re-appeared and failed to convince him to go with him.
A young teenager entered the room.
"Ha, Veronica that's my other son…"
"Darryl," finished Veronica. "Wallace told me."
"Oh. Okay. Darryl, meet your step-sister Veronica."
"Veronica, as in missing Veronica?"
Veronica laughed. "Yes, as in missing Veronica. How are you Darryl? Wally told me you have good grades and love football, that's still right?"
"Yeah." Darryl smiled and Alicia seemed a bit confused, glancing at her older son.
"Wally? Excuse me, Veronica, but for how long have you known my son?"
"Months. But he didn't know I was Veronica till today, he knew me as Lola Higgins."
"Oh, you're Lola. That explains a lot."
Alicia remained silent a moment and nobody else spoke, plunging the living room in an awkward silence.
"So, Veronica? Why are you back?"
"Mom!"
"Wallace, it's okay. Your mom has the right to ask me that. I'm back in Neptune because I'm a juror in a trial, and actually I didn't plan to come by your home, but Wallace convinced me."
"I'm glad he did. Will you stay for dinner?"
"I don't know. I think maybe I should just leave. I'm not sure this was such a good idea."
"No, stay. Besides, I hear Keith's car."
Veronica froze and when they heard the main door open, everybody quickly stood up.
"Hi, everybody, I'm home."
Keith entered the living room and stopped, staring at his immobile and tense daughter.
"Hi, dad."
"Veronica," he replied coldly. "Will you stay for dinner?"
"Huh, yes."
"Good. I'll take a shower." He said and left.
"That was awkward," said Wallace, stating the obvious.
"I know," replied a confused Veronica.
She didn't expect him to run toward her and to take her in his arms, but… No, actually she expected that, but she knew she had no right to. Her father was mad at her and she couldn't blame him. She had done that.
Dinner was weird. Darryl was chatting, as his usual, and Alicia tried to enlighten the mood, but Keith kept his mouth closed through out the meal, except to eat, and Veronica was ill at ease. She was glad when Wallace brought in dessert, and happier when both of them cleaned the table. She was about to leave when Keith came back and asked her to come in the living room.
"How long do you plan to stay?" he asked her, still coldly.
"Until the trial is done."
"Where will you sleep?"
"At the Camelot."
"Tomorrow evening, you come here to dine with us, and you will bring them."
"Pardon?" Was he speaking about who she thought he was?
"You perfectly heard me, Veronica, I want to meet my grandchildren before you leave."
Veronica stared at her dad, eyes wide opened and mouth agape. That he knew about them was something she didn't expected at all. Next to her, Wallace was imitating the same fish.
"All right, dad." Then she said good night to the Fennel part of her family and left the house.
Lost in her mind, she started when she noticed the man leaning against her car.
"Hi, Dragonfly."
"Hello, Logan. You scarred me."
"Sorry. So, I heard you're a juror."
"Wow, news flies fast."
"You know our little town's motto, nothing remains secret and justice is a joke."
She smiled; she missed his sarcasms.
"So you saw your dad and his family. Did you plan to come and see me?"
"No, I didn't."
''I thought so." He smirked at her. "How are you, Ronnie? 'Like your new hair do, by the way."
"Thanks. I'm okay, wealth is good, work too, if I wasn't here, everything would be perfect."
"You're not glad to see me? Ouch that hurt!"
She playfully slapped his arm. "Don't be silly. I am."
"That's better. Can I have a kiss as an excuse?" He designated his lips and she laughed. "In your dreams, Echolls!"
"Every night, 'Fly!" He grinned.
Gosh, she missed these nicknames.
"So, how is your boyfriend?" he resumed. "Still boring?"
"He's not boring and you know that."
"I know?"
"Besides, he's not my boyfriend anymore?"
"Huh?" he raised his eyebrows.
"No, he's my fiancé, now." She showed him her left hand and the diamond ring on her finger. Logan frowned an instant before his usual smirk came back.
"Expensive cereal box?"
She rolled her eyes.
"So, how is the fiancé? Did he come?"
"He's fine, and no, he didn't. He has classes."
"I know he's at Yale and I know you're blonde under your dye, but you're aware it's Xmas break, right?"
"Ha ha ha, very funny Logan. Yes I know. But he has other plans. Besides, I'm not staying a long time. And you, Logan, how are you?"
"I'm fine. Friends, girlfriend, money, freedom and huge house, it's okay for me."
"I'm happy for you. I have to go. I'm late and…"
"You're late? You mean they came with you?"
She smiled. "Of course, they came."
"Which hotel are you staying in?"
"Camelot. Why has everybody asked me that?"
"You can't stay there, this motel is a joke."
"Sorry, I can afford the Neptune Grand."
"Neptune Grand would be worse, Duncan lives there."
"I see… He's still mad at me?"
"Mad? Hum, let me think about? No, he's not mad, he's furious, enraged, angry, fuming…"
"Logan Echolls knows his Thesaurus, everybody," she cut him off.
"You see my point; yes he's still mad at you. And you still can't stay at the Camelot."
"Why?"
"Because it's not a place for little kids. You can come to my house and don't try to protest, I won't listen to you."
"But…"
"Ronnie, you really want to piss me off?"
He was smiling and she sighed, resigned. "Okay, but I warn you, don't try to hit on my au pair girl."
"I said I have a girlfriend."
"Yes, I heard you, but I know you, so, don't!"
He laughed.
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She rushed out the building and jumped in her car. She had little time to stop at Logan's, take a shower and dress the twins before she had to ring at her father's door. She was pretty nervous to face him with the kids. She didn't know why she was so surprised he had found out their existence. She knew him; she should have known nothing could escape him. Somehow she was reassured he knew about them. But she still was tense to confront him.
When she entered the house, she saw Logan leaning against the wall, smiling at her, obviously waiting for her entrance.
"You know, I would have appreciated it if you told me your dad intended to stop by." He was smirking.
"Pardon?"
"Yes, you know, your dad, here, in my house, for the whole day, and I'm aware I said you once I loved your dad, but I hoped you hadn't believed me."
"My dad is here?"
"Yes, he's playing with his grandchildren in the living room. I think it's a bit disturbing, watching our former frightening sheriff falling in childhood again."
Veronica quickly reached the living room, with Logan behind her, and stopped to see her dad imitating a duck in front of her laughing babies.
She smiled at the show and turned to Logan.
"Sorry, I didn't think he would come," she whispered at him. "I hope he didn't scare you too much. Where is Agathe by the way?"
"She wanted to visit the area. She said she would be here later in the night."
"Mama!" Veronica turned and saw that her daughter had noticed her presence and was running to her.
"Hello, my love. How was your day?" She took her in her arms and kissed her.
"'tasssstic. Grandpa played with us."
"That's great, honey." She put her on the floor and hugged her son. "And you, baby, did you love spending the day with grandpa too?"
Evan nodded vigorously and hid his head in his mother's neck. She hugged him and turned to face her dad.
"Hi, dad, how are you?"
"Fine." Keith looked serious and distant again. "How was jury duty?"
"Surprising."
"Good. I'm going home. Alicia is waiting for you at 8. And Logan, you are welcome too. Alicia will be glad to see you."
"Thanks Keith."
Keith took his coat and left, after kissing the twin's forehead.
"Am I dreaming or did my dad just invite you to dine with us tonight?"
"You're not."
"So I hadn't thought when you told me you loved him, it was a mutual feeling." She smirked and Logan looked at the floor, ill at ease. "Can I ask you why you two are speaking? Because, if I remembered correctly, neither of you were very fond of each other before."
"Your dad helped me and I'm friends with your step-brother, so I think that's why."
Suddenly it crossed her mind.
"You told him, right?"
"I told him what?"
"Don't play dumb with me, Echolls." Her voice wasn't really angry, she was just asking.
"I'm not the one who told him about your kids, if that's what you mean. When he came to see me, after that night this summer, he already knew. Actually he knew a lot about you and when he asked me, I didn't lie to him. I didn't have a real choice, you know. Try to lie to your father…"
"Yes I know. What else did you tell him?"
"He asked me if I knew why you left and I told him it was your amnesia. Then he asked me if I knew why you didn't want to come back and if it had something to do with the fact that you have Joy and Evan, and I told him I had no clue of which were your reasons. I was quite surprised he knew about the twins to tell you the truth. I thought he would be furious at me for not telling him and I'm pretty sure he wasn't happy about it, but he didn't kill me. He knew you were living in Boston and he probably knows everything else. He's Keith Mars after all."
"Yeah, he is."
"Are you mad at me?"
"No, I'm not. I wasn't naïve enough to think he wouldn't look for me."
"He asked me if I knew who was the father and I couldn't help him. I told him I wasn't in on the secret, and I'm still not."
He was looking at her eyes and she was aware that was something he was eager to know. She smiled uneasily.
"I have to take a shower. Do you think you could watch them?"
"I will." He suppressed his sigh and she left.
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Dinner was not like she feared. Keith looked happy, smiling at his wife, joking with the boys and feeding Evan and Joy alternatively. Alicia was nice and chatted with Veronica like her presence at their table was a regular occurrence. Wallace and Logan spoke about school, basketball and common friends. Joy was chirping louder than usual and Evan was smiling without his regular shyness. Veronica was really glad to be there and it would be perfect if her dad looked at her. But Keith mastered ignoring his daughter's presence.
Great. But she couldn't complain; she deserved it.
"So, Veronica, that's a real shiny ring you have," said Alicia, catching everybody's attention.
Veronica blushed; she knew she had forgotten to take off something.
"You're engaged?" Wallace asked her, genuinely surprised.
She nodded and smiled slightly.
"To who?" Ah, Keith didn't know everything about her life after all.
"To a very boring and very rich Yalie," replied Logan, smirking.
"Lorenz is not boring, Logan." She sighed.
"You hadn't always said that."
"Ohhhhh, stop it with that. You don't know him, you never met him."
"Not my fault! I'm not the one who lives on the other side of the country and refuses to see her friends."
Both of them had raised their voices and everybody was watching them argue.
"Don't start with me, Logan! You know you're not entirely irreproachable either. You have your part of responsibility too!"
"I do? Really? Because you never told me what I did to you. If I remember rightly you said that had nothing to do with me. Do you want to change your story, now? Feel free!"
"Oh, you're an asshole, Logan Echolls, you know that. And I, who thought, you had changed. My mistake. You're still the same ass you always were."
Both of them had stood up and now were facing each other, with angry and reproaches in their eyes.
"Yes, I'm an ass. That's right! I'm an ass and you're a bitch."
She lifted her hand to slap him, but he caught her hand with his. If their looks could kill, they would be dead now. She opened her mouth to spit a harsh reply, but before the insulting words could leave her lips, his mouth was crashing on her.
All the eyes in the room were fixing on the kissing couple. To everybody's second astonishment, Veronica was now responding passionately to Logan's kiss. Eight or maybe twelve seconds passed before they brutally stopped and stepped back. Veronica's hand fell quickly and strongly on Logan's cheek, before the still fuming girl rushed out the room and took refuge in the bathroom.
Astonished and confused, Logan was fixing the door behind which she had vanished.
"What was that?" asked an amused Wallace.
"No idea," mumbled Logan, before catching his mind back. "I'm sorry. I don't know what crossed my mind." He apologized to a confounded Keith and a smiling Alicia. "I think I must go."
"No, don't. Stay," replied Alicia, still smiling. "There is white chocolate ice cream for dessert. Your favorite, right?"
Logan tried to smile and sat back. "Thank you, Alicia."
Veronica came back three minutes later. She had washed her face and her eyes were red, obviously she had cried. She sat back and refused to look at Logan for the rest of the meal. That was easier because the boy tried to avoid her eyes too.
"Veronica."
Veronica raised her head and looked at her father.
"Did you plan to see your "fiancé" tomorrow? For Christmas Eve?"
"No, not really. I think he spend the feasts with his family."
"Well, in that case, you will come here at seven."
Veronica nodded shyly. She wasn't use to her father's new authority.
"I hope you still intend to come Logan?"
"Of course, Keith. That's really nice of you two, to invite me."
"Don't be silly, Logan. You're always welcome here," replied Alicia.
Veronica swallowed discreetly. Neptune was getting weirder and weirder.
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Christmas dinner was the repetition of the last dinners they had shared, except there were Christmas decorations and lights all around, gifts under the tree and a talkative Agathe at the table. And except that, of course, Logan's and Veronica's argument and kiss were missing.
Agathe was a bit tipsy and was talking volubly about their Boston life. Veronica had tried to stop her, but she failed and everybody was eager to hear about Veronica's last months.
"What can you tell us about V's fiancé?" asked Wallace suddenly. "All we know is his name is Lorenz, he's rich and boring."
Veronica rolled her eyes, but said nothing, not wanting to repeat the eve's fight. She tried to suppress her exasperation; Agathe wasn't fond of Lorenz at all and she would be deeply delighted to badmouth about him.
"He's really good-looking, more god-looking if I may say. He has a really nice and muscular ass."
"'Gat!" Veronica groaned.
"Okay, but it's the truth. Your boyfriend is a living Greek god."
"Fiancé, Agathe, and he's mine, remember?"
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll leave him to you. I'm not interested. He's a tight ass. His favorite subject of conversation is his little person and the second is his money or the money his family owns. He loves golfing and skiing in Aspen with his rich friends. He cancels every plan you made before if there is a match on TV that night. He worships his mother – of course he hadn't cut the cord, and he's very happy she likes Veronica. That the reciprocity isn't exact and that his mother bores Veronica to death never cross his mind. Of course, he's jealous as hell – you should see him when Wallace or Logan calls her cell, he always makes a scene; he can't bear to think she could ever have friends, that's why she has none, except me and you two boys, and he tolerates the twins. Officially he loves them, but he doesn't take care of them, groans when they wake up in the middle of the night and argues when he finds them in his way. But I've saved the best for last, he's jealous of her job. Veronica wants to become a lawyer, but he refuses to help her or to loan her the money for college. He wants his stupid blonde trophy wife."
Veronica emptied her flute, avoiding everybody's amazed stares at her. When she couldn't pretend not to notice them anymore, she shrugged.
"Is Agathe right? Is that the portrait of your fiancé?"
"Agathe dislikes him," she only replied.
"I don't dislike him, I despise him and he deserves it. Besides my description of him is fair, and you know it."
Veronica rolled her eyes and served herself another drink.
"Do you love him?" Keith asked her.
"He's nice."
"I didn't ask you if he was nice, but if you love him!"
"He's loveable."
"Veronica, don't beat around the bush and answer me. Do you love your fiancé?"
"I do. I like him, really."
Without a word, Keith rose and quickly walked toward a bookshelf, where he took a big dictionary and opened it.
"Humm… let see, 'love'; verb meaning 'feel a deep romantic or sexual attachment to', and 'like'; verb meaning 'find agreeable, enjoyable, or satisfactory'. Like I thought."
Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Veronica stared at the window.
"Is he the reason you stay in Boston and don't want to come back here?"
"No, he's not, dad."
"Great. Are the twins this reason?"
"They're part of it."
"Is he their father?" asked Wallace.
"No, he's not!" replied Veronica, as Logan shook his head.
"Is their father this reason?" Keith asked his daughter.
"He's part of it too." Veronica was tense.
"You don't want me to find out his identity, do you?"
"You're right, I don't."
"So, if I promise you I won't ask you who he is and I won't try to discover it by myself, you have no reason to stay away from here anymore, right?"
Veronica looked at her father, not knowing what to answer. He was right; it was the principal reason, which kept her away from him, her fear of him discovering the truth about her rape and of his expected lethal overreaction. But she had other reasons of not coming back. She had her life there and she hated that town, and she had moved on, definitely and totally moved on.
"Veronica, am I right?"
"Yes, but I…"
"But nothing! I know you're an adult now and I have no right on you anymore, but you owe me 18 months and, except if you have a really good reason not to, you will start paying off your debt tomorrow."
"Beg your pardon?"
"You owe me 18 months, Veronica. I want them back. So, I want you to move here, with the kids, and spend that time with me."
"But… That's crazy, dad, I have a life there, a job and a fiancé. You can't order me to come back and hope I will agree."
"Your life is with your family and I'm your family, Alicia, Wallace and Daryl are your family too. You'll find another job. As for your fiancé, don't make me laugh. We all have heard Agathe's panegyric of him. He's a cretin who doesn't deserve you and you don't love him. If you don't have another objection to make, I think it's settled."
"I… I… I hate this town!" was the only reply she succeeded to find.
"That's not a good reason. Nobody likes Neptune. Nothing else? So, welcome back Veronica and Merry Christmas everybody."
On these words, Keith rose and took the twins towards the tree. Mouth agape, Veronica was staring at him, while Wallace and Logan were grinning.
"Did I already mention tonight that I love Keith?" said Logan.
"Nope, but I'm sure he will be glad to hear you," joked Wallace.
"Does that mean, Ronnie, that you will be back at Neptune High with us?"
"I've already graduated from High School," she started before Keith cut her off. "Yes, that means she will. I want to assist at her graduation."
Veronica looked at her dad, furious, and quickly left the house, slamming the main door behind her.
Leaned against the wall, she was fuming and tried desperately to light a cigarette when Wallace reached her.
"You smoke?"
"No, they're Agathe's, but I'm really thinking about it."
"Don't start," he advised her.
"I know, I won't but… Have you ever seen a worse Christmas Eve?"
"For my part, it's a really good one. I'm with my family and I won a sister, a niece and a nephew."
"Why does he do that? Why does he want to ruin my life?"
"He doesn't, but he loves you and he wants you back. You didn't really leave him the choice either."
She sighed and looked at the stars.
"Would this be that bad?" Wallace's voice was soft.
"No, I don't think that it would, but it's not what I planned." She replied in a murmur.
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A/N: Yes, Logan has a girlfriend. Yes, Veronica is engaged. I know nobody likes it, but you weren't thinking it would be easy? After all, I'm evil.
Little explanations: So, Keith knows almost everything about her life and he found out months ago, but he learned from his mistakes and listened to her. He didn't try to reach her before, not wanting her to run again because she was happy. But he's mad at her and that's normal. Now she will have to deal with his anger and deception.
Things that are the same as in the show: Lamb is still sheriff and Woody Goodman is still the mayor. The bus fell of the cliff, killing the children inside. Aaron is in jail for murder and Duncan lives at the Neptune Grand. Felix is dead. There is still war between 09ers and PCHers.
Things which are not the same: Lianne never came back. Keith and Alicia are married, live together at Alicia's and Alicia is pregnant. Wallace didn't join his father and never left Neptune. Logan is ostracized. Duncan rules the 09er world. Weevil has a girlfriend, like Logan (you will know whom soon). Felix wasn't killed that night on the bridge, because that night didn't happened, but he was killed later and his corpse, found in the 90909 area. Weevil wants to discover who did it and there are dissensions in his gang. Jackie and Wallace are in an on/off relationship. Dick Casablancas Sr. never ran and Kendall is still his 'faithful' wife. Ms. Stafford, the journalism teacher of the 1.18 still teaches journalism. Meg and Duncan are still together and she's not pregnant (enough teen-mothers). Meg wasn't in that bus, but Logan was, until the bus stopped at the gas station and he found his 'compadre' Weevil. Duncan was glad to find out Logan wasn't in the bus when it fell and they started again to speak to each other, but they're not the same best friends as before anymore. Nobody bought the tapes from Lilly's and Aaron's 'sexcapade' and Leo finally put them back in their place. So Leo is still deputy, and Logan has no reason to destroy the tapes he helped to find. That will probably change the future.
Things you could want? Do you have an idea or a wish concerning Logan's and Weevil's girlfriends? (I made my choice, but I could change it if I like your propositions) Did you want to change something on the last part (the things which are not the same)? Did you want Veronica to dye her hair immediately or to stay brunette a little longer?
I plan to write two other chapters, one concerning the twin's father's identity, and the other concerning the resolution of the bus crash. Do you want something else?
So? Love? Hate? Review?