Logan turned back to Veronica. "Wh- what? How..?" he stammered.

All of his emotions were bubbling up into his throat, and he could feel warmth racing through his body. His confusion was getting the best of him, and he leaned dizzily into Veronica.

"I found tapes in Lilly's room," she explained. "I was trying to find the letter you wrote her and I… I saw Duncan, and we played the tapes on his camcorder. They were of Lilly and your dad…together."

Logan stared at her, utterly disgusted. "Together… What, you mean sex?" he asked.

Veronica looked down. "Yeah," she whispered back.

"He had sex with Lilly, and then he killed her and locked you in a fridge because you found out?" Logan's mouth dropped open as he tried to catch his breath. He could feel his face burning, like he was completely engulfed in flames.

"Logan, please… We just need to get the police. He didn't get the tapes; I hid them. Let's just get the tapes and we can call the police. Where's Duncan, is he ok?"

Logan gained back his composure, a plan seeping slowly into his brain. "Yeah, he's ok," he replied. "I'm gonna call your dad and get him over here with the police."

He dialed Veronica's dad and told him where they were, as he led her over to Duncan to check on him. When they rounded the side of the house, Logan could see that his truck was gone. He hoped Veronica hadn't noticed. It might ruin my chances of finding Aaron alone…

I have to stay calm. Once Veronica and Duncan are safe with her dad, I'll go find him. I'll find him and I'll kill him.

An hour later, the house was swarming with police. Veronica and her father were talking to Lamb, Duncan was on his way to the hospital in an ambulance, and Logan had just finished giving his statement. He looked over at Veronica. She was explaining what was on the tapes that Lamb had in his hand.

This is my chance. Veronica is safe, Duncan's going to be ok and nobody will miss me.

Logan quietly made his way through the commotion, towards two cars that were out of sight. One was a police cruiser, and the other was Keith's. When he looked inside the window of Keith's car, he noticed that the keys were still in the ignition. I wouldn't peg Keith as an enabler of teenage mischief, so I'll consider this a loan.

He got in the car and backed it down the hill without the lights on, although he was confident no one would notice him. Keith had pulled up along the tree line across from where the cars had gone off the road, far away from the police activity.

When he reached the bottom of the hill, he flicked on the lights, whipped his car around and punched it towards the Marina. Logan knew there was no way his dad would be at the house; it was too risky. The only other logical place he could be was the yacht.

He arrived at the Marina quickly. Not wanting to call attention to his arrival, he decided to avoid the main parking lot in favor of the more isolated secondary lot. He parked the car and ran through the lot, towards the water front. When he spotted his dad's Mercedes at the end of the first row, his breathing became rapid. I could still call the cops down here. I could do this the right way.

Logan stopped and looked around. He could see two kids making out on the park bench along the dock. Kids from school, no doubt… As he looked away from them, he thought about how many times he and Lilly had come here. Sitting on that bench, doing the very same thing. It became clear what he was here for.

He made his way down to his father's slip and saw that the light in the cabin was on. Creeping onto the boat, he looked down the stairs. Logan could see the back of his father's head, a phone pressed to his ear, and he ducked down quickly to avoid detection.

Logan stayed crouched down as he continued forward, until he was close enough to hear his father's voice. After listening for a moment, he realized his dad was making plans to take off on a private jet from Catalina Island. Fucking scumbag…how could he be so horrible? How could he be MY father?

Out of the corner of Logan's eye, he could see that Aaron had left the utility bench on the deck open. He moved towards it quietly. He knew that his dad had both a gun and a bat on the boat. As he looked inside, he noticed the bat- but no gun. He turned to look down the stairs once more and he met his father's eyes.

"Hello son. I have to say, I'm seeing so much of myself in you these days. That sucker punch you inflicted is such an Echolls thing to do," Aaron chuckled. He was pointing the gun at Logan's chest.

"I am nothing like you DAD…NOTHING," Logan spat.

"Take it easy, Logan. You think being like your old man is so bad? I can't think why… I mean I'm rich, I'm a super star, I'm good looking… Actually, I'm good looking enough to fuck my son's 16 year old girlfriend. How could you not want to be me?" Aaron asked with a hint of enjoyment.

Logan shuttered as he took in a deep breath. "You know what Dad? Just fucking shoot me. DO IT!"

"Well son, I guess I was wrong," Aaron scoffed. "You aren't anything like me."

He cocked the gun and Logan shoved forward, making contact with his father. The gun went off and both men fell to the floor. Logan looked at his father. Blood was coming out of his head, and he appeared to be unconscious.

"Logan, step away from him," Keith said, putting his gun back in his holster and stepping onto the boat.

Logan got back to his feet and stumbled back a little. "Mr. Mars, I…," Logan stammered.

"It's ok, Logan. Are you alright?" Keith asked.

"Yes," he whispered. Logan stared down at his father's lifeless body, as he slumped down onto the floor against the bench. He could hear the police sirens in the parking lot a few yards away. He looked back up at Keith and saw Veronica standing behind him. She looked at her dad and he nodded to her.

Veronica climbed onto the boat, carefully stepping around Aaron's body. She knelt down in front of Logan. "Are you ok?" she asked.

He put his head down. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

Veronica moved to sit next to him. She put her arms around him and started to rock them both back and forth. "Don't be sorry, Logan," she said quietly.

Logan looked up at Keith. "Mr. Mars, is he…dead?"

Keith knelt down to check for a pulse. He turned back to Logan and nodded his head. Aaron Echolls was dead.

I will have one more chapter for you guys...a little fluff to end the story the LoVe way! Thank you Steenbeans for being so friggan awesome!