Fighting for LoVe

Chapter 10: Rehashing of Pain

Keith

The thought that it was Logan who got Veronica in deep with the Fitzpatrick's which didn't sit well with me. Yet with all of the evidence and the things that have been going on I am finding it more and more realistic that it was Veronica who got mixed up with them and Logan is somehow thrown into the mix. I was taking a little breather hoping that Logan Echolls would protect her because I sure wasn't able to. I mean after finding out that his father was a cold blooded murderer didn't help quench my fear for my daughter, but I knew I had to let her be if I was going to bring her home safely.

I was certain after watching the damn video of what really happened on the bridge that both Logan and Veronica couldn't have seen what would be in store for them. It ticked me off to see the PCHers jump him, and even more mad as I had to watch helplessly as Liam Fitzpatrick got his hands on my daughter. I was so angry that if it weren't for the fact that I wouldn't be able to help Veronica or Logan behind bars. I just wanted to go to the jerk and wrap my hands around his neck and kill him.

"Keith, you coming to bed," Alicia asked me as I went to watch the video once again.

"Sure," I say as I close out the video and remove the USB drive and put it in the secret pocket of my jacket. I had already placed the note and letter from the kids in it. I closed out my laptop and headed to bed. Meg and I had decided to stay at Alicia's until I was certain that the Manning's couldn't get to her. I wasn't going to lose her to their wickedness.

"Everything alright," Alicia asks as I climb into the bed. She had turned out her lamp, but had left mine on for me. I had wanted to sleep on the couch, but she was adamant that as soon as Veronica came home we would get married and be a family. I was certain she was the person I was meant to be with because she cared just as much as I did about the injustice that had been happening in our town.

"Things will be better once our family is together," I say as she moves closer to me. I pull her close as I lean back and turn the light off. I just need to let this go for now and focus on everything that I could do something about. I needed my head in the game to make sure that Meg and her baby would be safe. I also needed to find a way to help bring her two younger sisters out of that dark house. I felt sleep take me almost as soon as I felt Alicia slip off to sleep.

****LoVe****

Veronica

It had been a week since I mailed my dad the letter with the USB drive. Logan and I had talked about what we wanted to do and I suggested it, but at first he was worried about how it was going to play out. Yet he trusted me enough to do it. I wrote the letter and copied the video making sure not to send the only copy.

I felt bad for Logan because he thought if I sent my dad the info and the letter I would leave him. No, I didn't like the fact that I was on the run like this, but I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. It really tore at my soul to think that Logan would ever think I would leave him once this was all over. I knew he had to know just how much he meant to me. I Now I was looking over at Logan as the sun was peeking through the curtains of the window.

"You know it's creepy when you lay there staring at me," Logan says softly pulling me closer to him. It amazed me how in tune he seemed to be with me.

"I thought you were sleeping still," I laughed as he began tickling me.

"I was until I felt you move. I knew it was either because you were getting up or going to stare at me," he snickers as I begin to wiggle in his arms.

"Whatever," I say as he begins to kiss my neck softly and I could feel him behind me.

"Sorry, buddy we are not doing that right now," I say as I begin to get up pulling on my robe and tying it around me.

"Vee, seriously," he mutters as he chuckles.

"I'm sorry, but we have a full schedule," I say as I open our door to find Rosie waiting for me. The moment she saw me she got up and moved toward where we kept her leash.

"You want me to join you guys or are you okay with her," Logan asks as he comes into the living room area where his swim shorts and a t-shirt.

"Nah, I'm going to only go out on the deck and have her use the grass patch you bought her," I say smiling as I remember him picking it up when we drove into San Diego a few days ago. Logan wasn't sure who would recognize us in town and thought it would be better for us to do our major shopping elsewhere to keep people from finding us.

I watched the people walking on the pier as I waited for Rosie to do her business. Our yacht was in between two other yachts that where about our size, but different models. I couldn't tell what they were or anything else about them. To me they were just another big boat or yacht. An older couple about my dad's age lived on the right of us. They kept to themselves most of the time. They did wave at us if they saw us out or we walked by, but other than that nothing else went on with us. A man lived on the left of us and he seemed to like to party. He had drunken parties ever weekend. I didn't like it, but Logan told me we would just keep away from him and his group.

"Hey, you ready for some food," Logan asks as he has two plates in his hands. He sets them both down on the table motioning for me to join him. I made sure that the gate leading off the yacht was closed and moved to sit across from him. Rosie just began sniffing around her space.

"This is really good," I say as I look over the spread he made for us. There was fresh cut strawberries, pineapple, raspberries, toast with nutella, and orange juice. We had to do away with eggs because the smell made me sick. He said we could eat so many pancakes in a week and put a limit on them. I had to admit Logan has been very acceptable and endearing through all of this. He is more protective now that he knows there is another person in the mix, but that's always been him to a degree. I hated the fact that I doubted him for a second when I found out he had drove back to Neptune before Lilly was murdered.

"What is going on in that head of yours?" he questioned as I looked back over at him. He had grown up so much in the last few months, long gone was his bleached tips for a dark rich brown and his tanned skin was even browner from the amount of time we spend on the beach or just outside. He wasn't the same rich surfer boy who ran with me; no he was more grown up and responsible.

"I was thinking about how grown up you have become," I say smiling as I eat a berry.

"Yeah, no more trust fund bad boy to smooch off," he jokes causing me to smile even brighter.

"Sort of, even though you did snag a decent about of money before we left, no, more around the lines of how much I need and depend on you. I have to admit this worries me a little," I say as I could see him change his facial expression.

"I have thought about that a few times as well. Vee, I know how independent you are, but it's not just us anymore. I'll admit this whole idea worries and scares me at the same time, but I know once this is all over we'll be better," he says picking at his food now.

"I didn't tell you this to stress you out. Lo, I know that after we go home it's going to be you. I am not going to run off with anyone else. I have grown close to you over the last four months and don't plan on letting you go. I know my dad will be a tuff sell, but I don't think I could bear not having you in my life," I say moving to sit closer to him.

"That's good to hear," he says laying his head on my shoulder. I hated that we had to get close this way, but I wouldn't change it for anything in the world. I knew we both had abandonment issues with our moms, but I had a great dad and I know he'd help both of us or die trying. What am I saying he got burned, and almost died saving me from a burning fridge? "Vee, everything is going to be alright. If your dad is on board I don't see how things can get worse," Logan says giving me a nudge as I moved to get up. He picked up our dishes as we headed back inside. Rosie stayed outside curled up on the bench near the gate.

Logan loaded the dishwasher with the morning dishes as I went to get dressed. I looked through all the shorts and shirts I had but didn't like anything I had looked at. I decided to pull on one of the sundresses we picked up while we were in town. Logan said it would help hide my invisible baby bump. It wasn't showing just yet, but with the fake bump I now have a little meat on me. I looked at the mirror to see someone who wasn't me, but was me. I had dark brown mahogany hair in layers with bangs, and my blue eyes were now hidden behind brown contact lens. I didn't hate who I had become, it was just hard not being able to be me.

***LoVe***

Logan

It still amazed me at how open Veronica had become. I know after the last year that she had because of me and my friends she should be more closed off, yet here she is with me. I vaguely remember the night on the Coronado Bridge, but I do remember her finding me and sending me home. I couldn't think of anything else but her the whole way to my house. I was so worried that she had been hurt, worse killed because of my reckless behavior. I knew Weevil wouldn't hurt her, but all bets were off with his buddies.

I can clearly remember her coming to my house and sweet talking me into doing her bidding, I don't remember much after that. I can still feel how alone I felt once I woke up alone. I knew in that moment I couldn't be without her. I know that was the best decision I ever made. A world without Veronica in it would devastate me. I know I felt betrayed by her thinking I would ever be able to hurt Lilly, but I knew the evidence was stacked up against me. I would never have thought my own father would have been capable of murdering her though. I knew he hurt me, but he never touched Trina.

As I watched her finish up getting ready I pulled on my own shirt running my fingers through my shaggy brown hair. It wasn't too difficult for me to give up the blonde tips everyone was familiar with. I totally knew how much Veronica hated them, but I kept them just to drive her crazy. I was worried for a little while staying over with the Kanes because Lilly use to remark all the time how Veronica and she were going to come into my room one night and shave my head. I can't stop myself as I chuckle at the memory.

"Everything alright," Veronica asks as she moves closer to me.

"Yeah, just thinking about how Lilly would tease me about shaving my head because of the blonde tips," I say smiling at her as I watched her rub her stomach.

"Oh my God you were terrified of sleeping for a whole week because you actually thought we would do that," she says joining in on my giggling. "Logan, do you think our fiends miss us," she asks quietly as I turn to look right at her.

"Yes, of course they do. I'm not totally sure all of mine do, but I'm sure your little band of misfits miss you. You were the glue that kept them together," I say as she gets up off the sofa and holds her hand out for me. We walked out onto the deck of the yacht while Rosie joined us Veronica had to put her leash on to keep her from running off. Rosie liked to chase after the birds and other critters she saw, but today we had a schedule.

As we walked to our beat up Honda CRV I looked around to see if anyone seemed to be looking for us. It was a bad habit that I had started doing every time we left together. I opened the door for her while Rosie jumped in first Veronica followed. I walked around the CRV and climbed into the driver's seat. We were going to have a check up to see how the baby was doing.

***LoVe***

Weevil

I just heard from the black kid Wallie or something that one of my boys was involved with the Fitzpatrick's. I had given up tracking Logan down since I knew if he was with Veronica there would be no way of finding them. The boys had told me that Logan killed Felix, but I wasn't so sure he had it in him to do so. I could still picture him the day he smashed up Veronica's car. It amazed me at how stupid he was since he moved directly in front of her when he saw me, no doubt thinking I was there to hurt her. The boy had it bad for her back then, and he was too blind to see it.

I was trusting that the kid wasn't lying to me, but things had been off in the group for a while now. After Chardo hooking up with the 09er, and having to kick my own blood out for what he did to our family the boys were changing. One thing was for sure if my boys were mixed up with the Irish it wouldn't be pretty. They sold drugs and that was hard to get out of. I hated coming to the clinic, but Abuela needed to see the doctor. I didn't want to go in with her so I stayed in the car.

"Come on," I heard a familiar voice so I turned to see a young couple. I thought for sure it had been a very tempting blonde, but when I looked at the girl who spoke I didn't see the familiar blonde, no it was a brown haired girl a little older than me. She was with a guy who looked at her as if she were the last person on the earth. It made me sick to see the deep emotion coming off the two of them.

I sat in the car for a few minutes until I decided to go inside. I couldn't get that voice out of my head. I knew that voice, but the girl in front of me didn't match the girl from my past. No the girl who went in with the guy was very different from her, but yet the same. Damn it, I think as I see my abuela sitting near the couple. I watched as the guy tried to look at her without drawing attention. I wouldn't be able to swear I knew him, but he seemed familiar as well.

"Violet Martin," I hear a nurse say as I watch the girl stand up followed by the guy. I want to reach out and pull the girl to me to rip off the wig, but for some reason I don't do it. I couldn't do it. I sat down beside my abuela.

"That boy reminded me of Logan," she whispers as I look at her.

"Yeah," I mutter as I make myself comfortable. It wasn't long before my abuela was called in. I thought about running back to the car, but stayed seated as the couple came back out. I could vaguely hear what was being said.

"Mrs. Martin here are the photos of your little one, would you like to schedule your next appointment," the receptionist was saying as I saw the guy turn and look in my direction before whispering to the girl who turned slightly to look in my direction.

"No, we'll call back for one," the guy says as I see him place his hand on the elbow of the girl and go to lead her out. I wait until they are out the door before following them.

"Veronica," I call out as I see the girl turn to look in my direction with panic in her eyes.