Summary: Set near the end of A Trip to the Dentist. This is how the scene with the ceiling fan should have went down… LoVe style. And then the rest of the season based on that change.
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Veronica woke up to the sound of the pounding inside her head. Her first instinct was to take everything very slowly, as pain emitted through her entire body. Her second instinct, upon opening her eyes and seeing Aaron's body crumpled next to her from being thrown out of the backseat, was to move as fast as possible.
"Oh God," she said, quickly reaching to undo her seatbelt. She was about to abandon the car, when she looked and saw the tapes gently resting in Aaron's coat pocket. She whimpered softly as she reached a shaky hand towards him. Once her hand touched the fabric of his pocket, she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out in fear. She did everything in her power to not touch anything but the tapes. The task of removing them was brutal. She reached the third tape without a sound or movement out of Aaron. As her hand closed over that third tape, however, she heard him groan and could no longer contain the small squeak of terror. Her hand jerked back with the tape, and shebegan to put as much distance between her and Aaron as possible.
"Alright, let's hear it," Weevil said.
Logan had been sorrowfully listening to the small sounds she was making, and he could tell she was acting out of fear alone and not remembering her phone. "Veronica!" he yelled into the phone. "Veronica? Can you hear me?"
Veronica stopped dead in her tracks. She'd been hobbling towards the nearest house she saw, as no cars whatsoever were driving down the street. She let out a sob of relief as she heard Logan's voice coming from her phone. Fumbling slightly, she grabbed for the phone and jerked it to her ear. "Logan?" she asked, hopeful and frantic, "Oh God, Logan please help me."
A tear fell from Logan's eye at the panic he heard, "It's gonna be okay, baby. I'm on my way to get you right now."
He heard Veronica emita half laugh, half sob at this news, "I'm on Sycamore Lane. It's just after you get off the bridge. Please hurry. He's unconscious, but… I don't know for how long."
Logan smiled, "I'm coming, don't worry." He looked up and saw Weevil raise an eyebrow, "Baby, I need you to tell Weevil that it wasn't me who killed Lilly… He's got it in his head that I did it."
"Oh no, Logan I'm so sorry. He overheard me talking to my dad about your alibi. I was going to call him and tell him everything, but Aaron got to me before I could," she rambled guiltily.
"Shhh… It's okay," Logan soothed as he handed Weevil the phone.
"Hey V, what's up?" Weevil asked. He nodded occasionally, and then got a remorseful look on his face, "I'm sorry. Yeah, he's on his way." Weevil motioned for Logan to get up. Logan got up and rushed to his car, grabbing the phone out of Weevil's extended hand as he did so. Logan threw the shifter into drive and pulled out before Weevil got the chance to say anything else.
Veronica sighed as Weevil said he was letting Logan go. As the relief started to seep through her body, she heard something behind her and turned around. She didn't see anything, but her eyes quickly scanned her car. The relief disappeared, and was replaced by a feeling of dread as she saw that the passenger side door was now open.
"Veronica? It's Logan again," Veronica heard him say. She wasn't paying much attention, though asshesaw a few branches move out of the corner of her eye. Aaron's form suddenly appeared, his arms reaching for her. Veronica screamed and began to run.
Logan could hardly believe what he was hearing when Veronica's scream pierced his ear. He immediately pressed his foot to the floor, taking the turn onto Sycamore Lane. As he drove he heard her scream a few more times, and then the line went silent. His terrified eyes panned the road for her, but he saw nothing. He'd only driven a block or so when he came to a screeching halt. To his left, his eyes were glued on the image of Veronica's car wrapped around a tree. He slammed the car into park and practically jumped out of the car. Based on how long he'd been talking to her, he knew she had to be close by. He listened closely to his phone, but still couldn't hear anything.
Duncan was instructed by Keith to start driving towards the Coronado Bridge once he'd set up his GPS tracking system.
"So how long have you had a tracking device on Veronica's car?" Duncan asked, not accusingly, but curious.
"It's not on her car, it's on her phone. And I had the device implanted in it before I gave it to her for Christmas. Once she started getting so involved in my cases, and cases of her own, I figured it would be a good thing to do," he answered, and Duncan could sense how glad he was that he had done so.
Keith had been incredibly worried when he turned on the system and found that Veronica was completely immobile. That was when he had instructed Duncan to get to the Coronado Bridge as quickly as possible. He'd been relieved to see some movement out of her just recently.
"What's going on?" Duncan asked, trying to peak at the GPS screen while he was pausing at a stop sign.
"I can't tell, but from her movements, it doesn't seem like she's in her car anymore," Keith responded, somewhat confused, his mind going a mile a minute.
"Well, that's good right? We'll be able to catch up to them easier if they're on foot," Duncan said, trying to remain positive. Then he remembered Logan's last request and smacked his palm against his forehead before reaching into his pocket for his cell phone. Keith had stopped to stare at him briefly, and Duncan explained, "I forgot to call Logan." Duncan was just approaching the bridge when he dialed.
Logan's heart sank further and further as he ran up and down the street trying to figure out where they'd gone. "Veronica!" he screamed over and over again. He ran back to his car, looking for a flashlight or something he could use as a weapon in preparation for going to search for her in the woods, deeming that it was the most likely place Aaron would have taken her. As he began searching, he heard a beep come from his phone and immediately pulled back to see what it was. His phone was flashing "Duncan Cell" at him. Logan was weary of switching over, worried he would lose Veronica on the other line. However, he wasn't terribly sure he hadn't already lost her, and quickly switched to Duncan.
"Yeah," Logan answered, impatiently, still combing through the contents of his vehicle.
"Logan! Hey, where are you?" Duncan asked. Logan thought he heard Keith in the background telling him to turn right.
"I'm on… uh… Sycamore Lane," Logan responded, having finally found his huge black flashlight.
"Really?" Duncan asked, "Yeah… I think I see you."
Logan turned to see a car driving towards him begin to slow. He brought his hand up to shield his eyes from the headlights. Logan was relieved to see the lights turn off and immediately went about trying to get Veronica's cell phone back. He prayed that he'd pushed the right button as Keith and Duncan simultaneously got out of the car and jogged over to him. He was grateful when he saw "Duncan Cell" disappear and "Veronica Cell" reappear.
"Logan…" Keith said, "Do you know…" He drifted off as his eyes caught a glimpse of Veronica's car. "Oh God," he moaned.
Logan put a hand on his shoulder as he started to walk towards it, "She's not in there. She got out, and left Aaron in there unconscious." He sighed before continuing, "I had her on the phone the whole time. I was a minute away when I heard her scream… and then nothing… she was gone. I think Aaron's got her in the woods."
Keith nodded solemnly, "Yes… that's what the GPS is indicating." He held it up for the three of them to see. The little blinking light was shown as being straight in front of them into the woods. Keith handed the system to Duncan, and pulled his gun out of his belt. "Logan I want you to follow me. Duncan I need you to stay here. Call the police, tell them where we are. If anything happens to either of us, you're Veronica's last shot," Keith instructed. He handed Duncan his other gun, "You are to come in after us with this only if you feel it is absolutely necessary. Is that understood?"
"Yes, sir," Duncan answered instantly.
"Let's go," Keith said, motioning for Logan to follow him. They began jogging into the woods, Logan behind Keith with his flashlight aiming down at the ground. Duncan fished for his phone and dialed 911.
Logan ran along behind Keith, holding his flashlight in one hand and pressing his phone to his ear with the other. They'd been going along for a while when suddenly something caught his eye, and he stopped dead in his tracks. "Keith!" he called out.
Keith turned to see Logan kneeling down on the ground. As he got closer, Logan turned to face him. He frowned deeply as he held up Veronica's discarded cell phone.
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