Chapter 11

Alternative Veronica was standing there, totally nude. Logan's face began to blush frantically.

"What are you doing here, Veronica?" he had to really concentrate to get it out. Her body was distracting him.

"Are you going to let me in or leave me out here in the cold?" she asked, ignoring his question.

He moved out of her way so that she could enter the house. She had her back turned to him, and he couldn't stop staring at her ass.

She kissed him, and pulled him close. It was just too much, he couldn't stop. Before he knew it he was on top of her, screwing her brains out.

Veronica watched from the other side in stunned disbelief. He was cheating on her with her. She wasn't sure if she was allowed to be upset about it.

The thing shaped like Lily had left her here alone. She thought that it must have gotten annoyed with all her questions, and had went off to hide somewhere.

If only could control she thought watching what alternative Veronica was up to. Or, she thought nastily, what Logan wasn't up to. It looked as though he might need some Viagra.

It wouldn't come up, no matter how hard he tried. The part of him that knew that this wasn't Veronica was preventing it.

He rolled off of Veronica, and lay next to her. What was wrong with him? He had let himself get caught up in the moment and lose track of what he was supposed to be doing.

"Veronica, what we are doing is wrong. If we want to be together, we should tell Duncan. He would understand."

Veronica looked at him strangely. This wasn't like him. If she was the type who cared, she may have been worried.

"Since when do you care about what's right and wrong? You're the one who told me to tell Duncan that I'd been raped to cover the pregnancy."

Logan couldn't believe that. As bad as he had been, he would never have told someone to fake rape to cover a pregnancy. That was just terrible.

"It's over Veronica, and I'm going to tell Duncan the truth. You had sex with me, and you got pregnant, it wasn't worth lying about."

Veronica got up out of his bed, and left. He had no idea where she was going, she hadn't any clothes after all. He didn't really care either, there was only one Veronica that he cared about.

The wind blew up leaves in the park as she walked. The trees were already losing their color, and it was getting colder. Fall was on its way.

It was still dark outside, but the sun was beginning to rise. Its orange light was beginning to set the sky on fire. In the middle of it all stood a man.

Logan was looking for a way to clear his head, a way to find the truth. He had hoped that fresh air would help. It wasn't helping however.

How do you tell a friend that his girlfriend is lying about rape, that she willingly had sex with you? He knew one answer that you don't, but that wasn't the one that he was looking for.

He walked into the local café, and found his problem face to face. There sitting at one of the tables was Duncan Kane. Better yet, Veronica wasn't with him. That would make it easier.

"Duncan, I have to talk to you." He shouted.

Duncan glared at him, and then walked toward him. He looked extremely pissed.

"What do you want Logan? If you came to tell me, I already know. Veronica faked it, she told me herself. We're not together anymore, you can have her."

Duncan walked away, seeming to be in a drunken stupor. Half of Logan wanted to follow Duncan and help him. The other half just wanted to hit him for believing the rape story in the first place.

He turned and left the café, not sure what to do now. He had hoped that telling Duncan was all that it would take to fix things. Apparently, he had been wrong.

Then, he noticed that a woman was walking toward him. From the current distance he couldn't tell who it was. Her hair was blond and blowing in the cold wind.

"Logan," Veronica shouted, and begun to run toward him. She looked so beautiful, like a fallen angel. He just wanted to hold her.

She finally arrived in front of him, and he could see her clearly. Her eyes were red and puffy. She must have been crying a lot lately. It was all his fault.

"Listen, Logan, what you said was right. I've been a real pain lately, not just to you, but to everyone. My life was out of control, and I didn't know what to do. I finally decided, though, thanks to you."

She kissed him, and though it was short, it was extremely passionate. It made all the pain in his life worth it. It almost made everything all right. Almost.

"I want to be with you, Logan. Not just a sexual relationship, but a real one."

Tears ran down her face, and she smiled a little. It was the most sincere that he had seen Veronica in his whole life. He wanted his Veronica back so bad.

A flash in the sky, and a boom that sounded like the world was ending. That's how it sounded. The flash was so bright that it almost blinded Logan.

"You did it, Logan. You changed." The thing shaped like Lily's voice filled his mind.

He heard a buzzing and it began to get louder. It blocked out all thought. He fainted and his body lay on the sidewalk. Veronica's lay next to his.

His hand was over top of hers, and hers over his. Their bodies almost seemed arranged as if they were on display. The only thing missing was life.

Three years later

"How was work?" Logan inquired of his wife, Veronica. He had missed her a lot today. He always did when he thought of how he had already almost lost her.

"You know that I can't tell you, Logan." Veronica replied mysteriously. "I work at the FBI, it's all classified."

She flashed him a smile. Her hair fell across her face, and she impatiently pushed it out of the way. It was so hard having long hair.

This was the life that she had always wanted for her self. She was a successful agent, and had a happy family. Only one thing unusual had happened in her life, and she had beaten it.

Author's Notes: This is the final ending. I think that it is much better, and kinda cute. Please review. Sorry for the long wait, I had it on my computer for ever.

Thanks for Reading.