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Logan was immediately wrapped around the baby's finger, so the doctor laughing at my question was really upsetting him. "Doctor, answer her question."

"Well," the doctor started, laughing again, "Lily Lynne would be a funny name for a boy."

"What?" I asked.

Logan said nothing, but smiled, and carefully pulled up a corner of the blanket that the baby was swaddled in.

"Logan!" I exclaimed smacking his hand away and pulling my baby closer.

Logan smiled, "That's definitely no girl." He laughed, much like the doctor.

"Hm," I thought, "I guess we'll call you Carter, Carter Logan Echolls."

"Logan?" Logan asked excitedly.

I smiled up at him and ran my fingers through his hair. "Of course, Logan. I love you so much and you've done so much for the both of us."

We kissed more passionately in that moment than we probably had throughout our entire relationship. Of course, someone had to interrupt our moment of happiness with a cough. I looked up to see a distraught Duncan standing in the doorway.

Logan and I both had the same thing on our mind. "What are you doing here?"

"If I could talk to Veronica, please. Alone?" He asked nervously.

Logan barked a harsh laugh and got up to stand between Duncan and the bed that held Carter and I. "Over my dead body."

"Veronica?" Duncan pleaded with me.

I held my resolve as firmly as Logan did. "Duncan, you aren't welcome here, and anything you have to say, you can say in front of Logan."

It was a couple minutes before Duncan said anything more. He twitched nervously before he started talking. "I just came to see my baby."

"Your what?!" I exclaimed, nearly shouting.'

Logan knew there was going to be a confrontation so he immediately called a nurse in the room to come take Carter to the nursery.

"My baby." He breathed, as the nurse rolled Carter away. "I came by to see my baby, and ask if there was anything you needed for her."

"First of all, Duncan. How could HE be your baby? You broke up with me months before Carter was conceived." I asked, completely not expecting that.

He looked at me, confused. "Veronica, the night of Shelley Pomroy's party… you don't remember anything?"

I sputtered. "It was you? You were the one who roofied me and had your way?"

Logan moved forward, fists clenched and gave out a small growl. I could tell things were going to escalate from there.

"Roofied you?" Duncan asked appalled. "I didn't drug you, Veronica. We made love, but when I woke up and realized what I had done, I left. I couldn't bear to be around you."

"Duncan, if we made love, why don't I remember it? And what was so horrible about us being together that you couldn't bear to stay with me? Tell me how you thought it was so romantic that you had to cut out before I even woke up!" I yelled.

He silently pleaded with me again. "Because I thought you were my sister, Veronica. I knew, but I didn't care. It made me sick to my stomach to think about it all of these months, but I only just found out about the paternity test from my father. I rushed to find you as soon as I found out! I want to be a part of this, Veronica."

Logan took my silence as a chance for him to speak. "Leave, Duncan. No matter how you feel or who's blood he has, Carter is my son. He will always be my son. You stood idly by the entire time Veronica was pregnant. You watched the harassment she was receiving from Madison and all of her cronies and said nothing!"

"Veronica? Please let me be a part of this. You have to believe me!" He begged.

I could not bear it anymore. I was supposed to taking these moments in as the best of my life. I would not bear it anymore. "Get out and don't come back." I fumed. "There is a reason that my son's name is Carter Logan Echolls and not Carter Duncan Kane. We don't need anything from you, other than for you to leave."

That's when Duncan finally lost it. In a fit of rage, he knocked over my IV pole and I started screaming in pain. Immediately Logan called the nurses and leaned over to help me. Duncan left, quietly cursing Logan and telling me that I would be sorry.

Later that night, we finally got some peace and quiet when my father was kicked out by the night shift nurse. I took this as an opportunity to talk with Logan and gaze in wonder at our new son.

"Logan?" I asked, sheepishly. "Do you mean it?"

He was already half asleep but he reached up from his cot to hold my hand. "Mm, mean what, Sugarpuss?"

"That Carter will always be your son? No matter what?" I asked.

He shot straight up and grabbed my face in his hands. "Veronica, I meant every word of it. I knew from the moment we found out you were pregnant with Carter, that I would be his father. I love you and him with my entire being and I would do anything for you. Now I have one question for you." He said.

"What's that?" I asked completely lovestoned by his answer, but he couldn't respond because he had already fallen back asleep.