A.N. Irma66 - Yes, yes, yes, I still love every word. I agree with every thing you said as well. That's kinda the point though, Meg is not always right and Lilly is not always wrong.

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"Veronica's right, you know," Lilly solemnly said. "About both of us."

"She's Veronica Mars," Meg declared with a resigned look. "She's always right."

"So why were you being a bitch... Again?"

"Because she's right," Meg enunciated. "If I hadn't been such a bitch back then," she sucked in a breath and met Lilly's gaze. "I would be alive. I would be with my daughter."

"Do you think I hold you to a pedestal?"

Logan's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Is that a trick question?"

"Is that a yes?" Veronica countered with an arched eyebrow and stared at him expectantly.

He sighed. "Okay, honestly, yes. But it's encouraging that someone still has such high expectations of me."

She relaxed at his answer and softly asked, "Really?"

"Most of the time," he amended. "Sometimes it can be... strenuous."

She nodded, accepting his answer. "Okay, but you're my boyfriend. We're supposed to try to bring out the best version of each other, right?"

"Right," he drawled out and she held a concentrated expression.

"Do you think," she hesitated and he stoked her arm reassuringly. "...that it's alright for me to have expectations of the other people that I care about like Wallace and Mac?" She was almost afraid of his answer.

He brushed her hair from her face and breathed out, "That's who you are, Veronica. And I'm quiet fond of who you are." He pressed a kiss against her cheek.

She trembled for a split second. She struggled out, "What if I can't live up to the expectations that you have of me?"

Logan was taken by surprise at her question. He wondered if it was healthy that he took reassurance in her insecurities. His eyes stayed on hers and he cupped her cheek. "I just want you to be you." It made him feel good that he could help her... that she trusted him to help her through her emotions.

A tightness grew within her and she whispered, "What if one day I can't be me?"

His heart ached at the underlining ache in her voice. He pulled her in closer. "You're always going to be Veronica," he told her with full sincerity. "I've known you since we were twelve, Veronica. You've grown so much. But the essence of who you are hasn't changed."

"Logan," she whimpered. "I've changed so much that I don't even recognise that twelve year old girl any more."

"I do," he softly let out. "She's the one that wants everyone to be a do-good-er." A soft smile lingered on his lips. "She's the one that helped me when I was full of anger and hate." His lips over hers. "She's the marshmallow inside of you."

Veronica let out a breath and closed the distance between them.

"Veronica," Lilly called for her best friends attention. At Veronica's silence, Lilly prodded, "You can't ignore me."

Veronica quirked her eyebrow as if to say 'try me.'

Lilly huffed. "I was trying to get you to see that Mac may not want to talk to you because of the circumstances. She loved a boy who wronged you both."

Veronica's brows furrowed, her voice tight, "I don't blame her-"

"Maybe not," Lilly interjected before Veronica could go on her angry verbal tangent. "But that doesn't mean that Mac doesn't feel wrong for feeling that way. And she may have other feelings for certain people that you do not approve off."

It took Veronica a moment to overcome her confusion. "Dick?" She shook her head. "Mac doesn't-"

Lilly sighed. "Did you really not see the amount of pain they both were in? You don't feel that kind of pain if you don't care about the person."

Veronica's mind was in a fuddle. "They both loved him."

"Grief has a way of tearing people apart and bringing them together, you ought to know that by now."

"He's a dick."

"You think Wallace was happy to see you dating the boy who bashed in your headlights?"

"Mac and Dick aren't dating!"

"I don't know if they're gonna get together or not but they clearly have a connection. And if you want Mac to talk to you about Cassidy or Dick, you're going to have to open up a little to her too."

"I'm sorry, Veronica," Meg's voice pleaded. "You were right. If I told you, I know you would have helped me." She let out a struggled breath. "It's just easier to feel anger than to let yourself see the real problems." Meg's eyes glistened with tears. "It's hard knowing that I've lived my entire life being the good girl, always making the right decisions and in my last viable days, I made all the wrong ones."

"Meg-"

Meg shook her head, a soft smile on her lips, "You have no idea how grateful I am to you for saving my baby, Veronica. Thank you so much."

"Meg..."

"You helped me when I didn't deserve it. Let us help you because if anyone deserves happiness, it's you, Veronica."