Weevil woke up to find Veronica asleep on his chest. He smiled and looked at the clock. It was only six. When he rolled Veronica onto her back, Veronica opened her eyes. "Where are you going?" She mumbled in her sleep.

"I have an early meeting, but I shouldn't be long." Weevil kissed his lover softly. "I may even be back before you wake up," he smiled. "If you wait here for me, I promise I'll make it worth your while. Te quiero mi angel." (I love you my angel)

"No problem, I love you too," Veronica mumbled and was instantly asleep again.

Weevil kissed her on the forehead and dressed quickly. He had a call to make and hurried down to the street to use the pay phone. "Manu, soy Weevil. Si ya se que ha pasado mucho tiempo. Necesito un favor. Quiero que hagas una búsqueda exhaustiva sobre Verónica Mars, si, mi Vero. Íbamos a la misma escuela y nos graduamos juntos. Quiero saber todos sus movimientos durante los dos últimos años de instituto. Su tío era Jack Bewborn, aparentemente de la DEA. Esto que quede entre nosotros Manu, okay?" He had enough on Manu to keep him in line, but he wanted his unsavoury friend to remember that. "Avísame, claro, en mi móvil, pero llámame des de una cabina." (Manu, it's Weevil. Yes I know it's been a long time. I need a favour. I want a check on a Veronica Mars, yes, my Vero. We went to the same school and we graduated together. I want to know every move during our last two years of high school. Her uncle was Jack Bewborn, apparently DEA. This stays between us Manu, okay?) (Let me know, yeah, on my cell, but call me from a pay phone.)

If anyone could find out, it was Manu. He was the best hacker around beside Mac. Weevil parked in the visitor's parking of the Grand and went up in the elevator. He stood with a clear view of the front desk and dialled. "I'd like to leave a message for Daniel Steele. It's early and I don't want to disturb him. It's Carlos Anglada and I can't meet him for racquetball today. Thank you." He closed his cell and watched to see in which pigeon hole the message was placed. Hmmm, Weevil smiled, 1407. He stop in the bar to buy a coffe and wait for Manu to call.

The cell began to ring and Weevil answered his phone "Que tienes?" He listened carefully, his eyes getting wider with each passing minute. "Gracias Manu," Weevil sighed. "Acuerdate, esto entre tú y yo. Te debo una." He closed his cell and walked to the elevator. (What have you got? Thanks Manu, Remember, just between you and me. I owe you.)

He took the elevator to the fourteenth floor and knocked on the door.

"Eli?" Daniel gasped, as he opened it.

Weevil smiled. "We need to talk."

"I had some work to do," Daniel said nervously.

He moved past Daniel, but lingered in the doorway. "We need to talk now," Weevil ordered, kicking the door closed with his foot.

"Weevil… I…." Weevil smiled, Daniel was hiding something from him, and now looked terrified. There was something in Weevil's tone that said…move your ass. Daniel walked sheepishly into the living room, but when he looked at Weevil, he felt the urge to run. Daniel took a deep breath and sat on the sofa beside his angry guest. "You wanted to talk?"

"I have one question," Weevil said the words slowly.

Daniel waited.

"Who did you send her in after?" Weevil eyes were flashing and he wasn't mucking about.

Shit, he knows… Daniel held his breath.

"Do I get an answer?" Weevil roared.

"I didn't send her, it was Jack," Dani sighed.

"Who was she watching?"

"They wanted to know about the drugs in Neptune, it was DEA."

"So Veronica was trying to get rid of the Fittspartich?"

"Yes" Daniel sighed. "In the end Veronica got rid of them with other ways, but you know that."

"I run a clean business," Weevil scowled.

"I know you do."

"So, all this time with Veronica has all been a lie," Weevil growled.

There was no benefit in destroying Veronica's relationship. "Don't you get it? Everything isn't about you. Veronica was sent in by her uncle, she was just a kid. It was a mistake, but it happened. We can't change that. When she was in the accident, she lost it all. She remembers nothing. The only reason we even found out she existed was when the renewal for Jack's post box fell due. When it was unpaid, after he died, all Veronica's checks for the last five years were returned. It ended up on my desk to investigate."

"And she knows now?"

"She found out yesterday."

"Why didn't she tell me?" Weevil looked confused.

"Your ego is monumental, poor fucking you, what about her? She's terrified of losing you. You are such an egotistical ass. She probably is terrified you would assume it was about you and not want her anymore," Daniel snapped. He felt sorry for Veronica. The kid had made it clear she wanted nothing to do with the FBI or the money. She just wanted to be with the man she loved.

Weevil took a deep breath and sat back. "So she was never watching me?"

"Not more than she was watching anyone else," Daniel growled. "She's so in love with you, she can't think straight." Daniel laughed. "Don't be too hard on her. Veronica remembers nothing. She has no memory of Jack or Quantico or what she was doing undercover, nothing. I introduced her to Cole Ferris, an FBI shrink, yesterday. Veronica's a smart kid. She worked out something was going on by Cole's questions and went after her father for details. By the time she got back here, she'd put two and two together and gotten four and some more."

"Have you got any Tequila?" Weevil sighed.

"It's eight o'clock in the morning," Daniel gasped. He stood up and poured them both a drink. They needed it.

"So what now, is it over?" Weevil asked. His mind was racing.

"I want to say yes, but 'no'."

"Well, as I said, what now?" Weevil persisted.

"Veronica is FBI, whether she wants to be or not, and while she's Bureau…" Daniel paused.

"What?" Weevil waited.

"They are concerned that it was only her involvement with you… um… because she doesn't remember anything…" Fuck, there was no way to say this but straight out. "They're worried that she isn't really in love with you."

Weevil laughed. "You're shitting me."

"Look, I wondered the same thing myself in the beginning, but I've seen the two of you together," Daniel sighed.

"They can't make her not love me," Weevil frowned.

"They can hospitalize her for treatment, until she remember all. Cole has put her on extended sick leave. The Bureau takes care of its own, whether you want help or not."

"Can't you do something? Veronica is my fiancé she love me, Dani… you must be able to do something?" Weevil was feeling panicked… hospitalize her?

"It isn't up to me, Eli. The final decision is Cole's and he's not convinced. He thinks Veronica fell into her cover and she's been in it so long… she got lost and doesn't know any other way now," Daniel shook his head. "I know you love her, but it may not be enough," he sighed.

"Did Veronica say she wanted to be FBI again?" Weevil asked softly.

"She told me to shove it and other things, she only wanted you."

Weevil smiled. There had to be an answer. He couldn't let anyone take Veronica away from him. "Perhaps, if your shrink saw us together…"

Daniel frowned. "It's obvious when the two of you are together; that you have feelings for each other."