Sorry this chapter is shorter, but i wanted to get their first interactions out to you guys! Love writing them actually together again. Thanks for all your comments and sweet words. I love to hear what you have to say! It keeps me motivated and inspired to write. I am planning on continuing this story through the movie time line- and then their two weeks together and hopefully into the future... if you guys want? Anyways thanks again so much! Let me know what you think. Enjoy!

Logan:

I could hear the sound of my heart echo in my ears, as the surge of anxiety and excitement pulsed through me. I kept practicing my stoic expression- not sure what to expect when I finally saw her. I had convinced myself through many of personal pep talks and a few warning speeches from Dick to keep myself guarded. His reasoning was that with time she had probably become a vampire and was back for the last remaining pieces of my heart. I chuckled to myself- Veronica had a way of making people think she was heartless, but truth is she was the most caring person I know. She had sacrificed herself for me more times than I could count- even when I did not deserve it.

My reasoning was different- it had been nearly a decade since we had set foot in the other's life. It had taken me this long to finally function with out her. If I began to think of her as a permanent fixture again- even if it was just as a friend- I knew it would kill me this time when she ran, like she always did. No- I had to prepare myself that this was just a temporary pause on the hiatus that she had declared on our relationship. She was here because she was well- Veronica. And soon she would be back on a plane and out of my life.

She kind of snuck up on me- I don't why but I had been looking for striped t-shirts and converse. It had been years, she was a lawyer now- I have no idea why I did not expect different.

My eyes settled on the familiar face, a stunned expression covering it. She was as beautiful as ever- maybe even more so. I felt frozen as we stared from a far, her mischievous smile already playing up at the side of her delicate mouth. How many nights had I dreamed of this moment?

She stepped a few steps closer then paused- our stare down continuing. We had always had those down- looking at each other in a way that the other could feel it to the core. Veronica had been as connected to me as my own soul at one point- and in the matter of just seconds, it seemed things had not changed so much after all.

My free hand steadily shook, and I clenched my fist to hide it. "Hey there." I grinned. After all the hell I was facing, one look at her and I felt a weight lift. One look at her had always been enough- and staring at her now I saw the years of our life play out before me.

Veronica, had been there through all of it- even before we ever embarked on the romantic side of our relationship. She had been one of my closest friends as a kid and that had continued when I dated Lilly. We had all survived the beginning of high school together- the ups and downs, break ups and fights, even the groundings and punishments. Then when Lilly had died, I blamed her. I am not sure why now-maybe it was because being near Veronica hurt. When I looked at her I saw a million memories with her best friend, I saw someone who cared for Lilly as much as me. But even through how horrible I was to her- Veronica had been there when it counted, when my mother died. She even stuck by me the summer after we broke up when I was the biggest idiot- helping me. Veronica was back here again and suddenly I realized. She was the reason I had made it. If it was not her continuing to care when I did not- or if it was just her being the standard I strove towards. She was the reason, she had always been the reason.

"Hi-" She nervously chuckled as she leaned in for a loose hug, the slight contact with her made me ache as we pulled away. I remember a time when I use to hold her for hours. I shook the thought out of my head.

I could see the vulnerableness from her face fade, her armor going up in usual Veronica fashion. "You weren't planning on carrying me through the airport were you?" Always had to make a joke when she was overcome with emotion.

I chuckled to myself. Despite how different we both were now- me in the military, her a lawyer in New York. Me dressed in uniform and her in that trench coat- some thing never change. "Uh, no, I just met with Jag Corps- fun bunch of guys." She had no idea the verbal lashing I had just received from said -bunch- of-guys.

She had a look of wonder cross her face as she took me in.I could see the expression of pride, and suddenly I felt complete- I had been waiting a long time to see her proud of me. "I had heard of course- but I couldn't fully picture it." She took a sharp intake of breath, much like she use to when I caught her staring. "You should only wear this- like ever."

I had her rattled- I had always loved when I could make her lose her edge and use of sharp whit. She was there again as I offered to carry her bags. She handed them to me still staring as if I was dream- come to life in front of her. I hoped she had dreamt of me as much as I did her.

"Uh, how did you get through security?" Her old deductive reasoning was finally playing catch up- looks like my girl was still in there.

Much in the fashion of reliving old times, I couldn't resist. I had her where I wanted. "I bought a $49 ticket to palm springs." More like $449. "Totally worth it."

My words made her breath catch in her lungs- and I began to lead the way out. She had no idea how worth it-it was.

It had been mostly silent between us as we made our way through the busy crowds - I couldn't resist every so often glancing at her. She was here. Even if it was just for a day- she was here, and I would hang on every moment. "How was your flight?" I asked breaking the quiet.

"Good.I would have been fine in coach-" She stuttered awkwardly. That's Veronica for you, having a hard time accepting a gift. "But thank you."

I smiled again our eyes connecting- there were years of unspoken words behind hers and mine and I felt like they could pour out from me any second. I turned my head casually breaking the contact-trying to gain control. Since I had seen her come out of the gate I had felt the grip on reality began to fade- fade or well completely disappear. Don't get attached, Logan- she is leaving. You are still not a part of her life.

"Ah there's sun- do you ever get tired of all this amazing weather?" Her words brought me back and I laughed. It had been 10 minutes and here I was having to stifle myself from declaring my love and she was avoiding it by talking of anything else. The irony was not lost on me.

I played at her game, to let he know I saw through the tactic. "Yeah, and how about them Dodgers?" We smiled at each other and I shook my head in disbelief. It was like nothing had changed at all- not when it came to this side of the relationship. "Look at us, falling right back into our old rhythms."

Veronica:

Warning bells- fire alarm, siren- they were all sounding in my head. Less than 10 minutes in his presence and I was feeling things I had long ago resided were missing because of my age. You grow up and adventure, excitement, electricity- they slowly fade. Turns out the joke was on me as realization dawned- those things were tied to one person in particular. And being in his presence they came back with a vengeance, like a wild animal that was dying to be set free.

I swallowed hard as I looked up at his handsome form, as he looked straight ahead carrying my bag. Shield up, Mars. This is going to be a hard and bumpy day and a half.

I watched a he kindly smiled and nodded towards those who stared in respect. It was funny to see Logan Echolls as a symbol of something that others were drawn to. Finally... Everyone was seeing what I had seen all those years ago.

He was still the same old Logan, all the qualities that made him so hard to leave behind -still intact. But there were new qualities- ones that made him even more appealing and I was sure I would have to try my hardest to rid from my brain when I returned to New York. He carried himself more confidently- a little taller somehow. He seemed more in control- in check with his emotions. His sarcastic comments were still there as always, but used just in humor- not to lash out at those around him. I bit the inside of my cheek as I made the list in my mind- I had missed out on seeing him become this man. And that hurt more than I was expecting.

We came up to a deep navy, BMW, and I smiled. Seems the version that loves the lavish life was still around. I was glad. He opened the door for me, and I hesitantly eyed it as he gave me a reassuring smile.

"Thank you." I cleared my throat crawling in. I hated that I had to see the actual image play before me, as well as the hundred of other times he had done the action for me. It was like I had lost all ability to control my mind as I saw 17 year old me jumping into the passenger seat of his bright- yellow Xterra. I blinked hard- than 18 year old me kissing him tenderly as he unlocked the Range Rover- him helping me into my seat as he held onto my hand.

He finally made it around to his side, the slamming of the door bringing me back to the present day. Could we just press pause on the replay mode my head was in?

"Where to?" His voice was steady as his eyes were on me, like he too was enjoying seeing me in the passenger side again.

"My dad's office." I said flatly- taking in a deep breath.

I had heard before that our senses evoke emotion- that taste, sight, smell, a sound- could all take you back to a place in your mind. Like why when you hear a certain song you can be back exactly where you were the moment you heard it. Logan's new car had the faint undertones of his aftershave and soap lingering in the air- just like his cars always did. My stomach dropped as a sentimental belonging to it hit me. Being here - right now with him- the looks, the smells, the sounds- all my senses in overdrive. The place, the sentiment in my mind that it tugged at was - home.

I felt a lump in my throat grow as he smirked my way, putting the car in drive- his brown eyes on me like they always use to be. Now my body craved the- taste.

I shook my head distraught, as I pressed my lips together to make them disappear. Get yourself together- it is just your memories playing tricks on you. Get through this.

I cleared my throat as I laced my hands on my lap. "So Veronica Mars- how are you?" He asked in anticipation that whatever I had been up to was exciting and lively.

"Oh you know, just staying busy as always."

"And taking over New York while you are at it?" He laughed.

"Well,of course. It takes certain skill to obtain a law degree and rule that city- but I manage."

"And have you made any new enemies to take down?"

My stomach dropped. No, Logan, I was juts boring now. The girl you fell in love with is hiding somewhere deep in me. "Not much time for that I am afraid."

He looked a tad shocked as he looked ahead, but the expression didn't linger. "Well, it is good to have you back."

"Yeah-" My words were drawn out. "Good to be back."

I clicked my tongue as it became quiet again. It was hard to know what to talk to him about- when all subjects that were everything to us were off limits. I could not have any more intense emotions floating around.

"So how are you?" I asked feeling stupid by the question and its insensitivity. We all knew his current drama.

His shoulders tightened a little as his face became more somber. "Well, my ex girlfriend we murdered, and juts like old times everyone is trying to blame me." I did not say anything just gave a sympathetic look. "It is funny, Carrie- she had a lot of bad people around her. I mean that scene- the drugs, especially with her celebrity status. It is dangerous- and yet they want to pin it on me. The one person who had tried to protect her."

I tightened, my body reacting to his expression of care towards her. It was always hard to stomach that Logan had been with someone else. But him acknowledging it in front of me with his own mouth- it was far harder to hear than it should have been.

He parked in front of my dad's building and unlocked the doors quickly . I followed him to the trunk as he pulled out my bags.

"I am sure your dad is excited to see you." He said.

I nodded. "I am actually surprising him."

"So are you going to ask if I did it?" he shut the trunk and gave me a look that he was expecting an interrogation from me.

I shook my head. "I wouldn't be here if I though you did."

His face fell, stunned as a glimmer of peace reflected back at me. I had a feeling he had been waiting a long time to hear those words. That I trusted him-