Fighting for LoVe

Chapter 12: Difficult Discussions

Logan

It had been a trying week as I watched Veronica struggle with reality. I knew things would come up that would need to be handled in a timely manner, but the events that followed after Weevil's visit weren't to be expected. I had a front row seat to the downfall of our lives after Lilly's death, but I was to cause for most of that. This time though it was the mere thoughts of her old life that seemed to tear her away. I hated not knowing what I could do to make things better, but she would tell me things were fine.

"Vee, you can't continue like this," I finally said as I placed a cup of tea in front of her as we sat on the back of the boat.

"Logan, I'm fine," she muttered after taking a sip.

"Don't lie to me," I snapped as I rubbed my hand. She looked up from what she was reading to me.

"What happened?" she questioned looking from my hand to my face. I had gone for a run earlier to release some anger and kinda let loose a little more than I should have.

"I'll live," I said as I watched her stare intently at my bruised knuckles. "I beat up a post down on the beach after my run," I said as she picked up one hand to examine the bruises.

"I see, so what a pair we make," she remarks releasing my hand as she moved closer to me on the bench. "I've just been thinking about all the things we can't change, and what I or should I say we want," she finally states as I feel her hand brushing the skin of my knuckles.

"What do you mean?" I questioned pulling her hand into my lap to hold her to me.

"It's hard to watch as everyone else is living their lives around us. I hate that I let Liam and his family run me away, but at the time I thought it was the better option out of two evils. I wanted to protect my dad, and then you. Now we have a baby to think about and things are still a mess," she replied as I felt her pull her hand away. She turned on the bench to look at me.

"I know," was all I could think to say.

"I miss my dad," she finally breaks as she wraps her arms around me. I knew something was brewing on the horizon, but that one declaration wasn't what I had been expecting.

"Do you want to see your dad?" I asked as she shakes her head.

"No, it's too dangerous and I know if I do then I wouldn't be able to leave him. No, I need to stay away. It doesn't mean I have to like it, but that is moot right now," she replies lifting her head a little to look up at me. I could see the tear stains on her checks as se rubs at them slightly.

"You know whatever you decide I'll be right there beside you," I said as I see her give me a smile.

"I know, but we also need to remember my dad carries a gun and coming home pregnant isn't the best idea. I kinda like you in one piece," she responds giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"I'm not sure if I should be worried, offended or just scared," I retort as she laughs.

"Maybe all the above," she chuckles as she leans back against me. "Once we get through all this things will work their way out," she replies as I feel like the heavy weight I felt encompassing us slowly lift a little.

**LoVe**

Veronica

I knew Logan would worry about me when I began to change, but it was hard seeing Weevil and knowing just how close we were to everyone and yet so far away. I didn't think that I was pulling away from him, but I must have started to. It was odd knowing how affected we were by each other's actions. Logan felt the pain I was going through and I felt his moods just as well. It had been very refreshing to hear him speak so freely and just to be there for me. I had a feeling that no matter what things would somehow work out the way they were supposed to.

"How are you feeling?" he questioned as he came into the bedroom after I had taken a nice long hot bath. I decided to lie on the bed as he finished up cleaning the kitchen from dinner.

"The bath really worked out my sore muscles," I said as he kissed my nose before pulling me closer.

"I have been thinking," he started when I turned a little in his arms.

"That's never good," I retorted a little worried for what he was going to say next.

"I was going to say I was thinking maybe you should contact your dad somehow to let him know we were fine," he replied as I turned fully in his arms to gage just what he was saying.

"Okay, but how," I finally said as I sat up a little to really understand his reasoning.

"I'm not really sure about that, but I was thinking that maybe with the right disguise we could slip into his office or house without being detected and pop up," he said as I start to laugh. It was a somewhat good idea, but not fully thought out. "Wow, what a way to hurt my feelings," he muttered as he went to get out of the bed.

"Wait, Logan is a good idea. The concept needs work. We can't just show up at his house. We could maybe get into the office, but it's hard to know if it's being watched or even bugged," I say as he sits back down on the bed.

"I hadn't thought of that angle," he states looking down at his hands.

"I know this is all new to you, but I really think if there is a way to meet him without things falling through then it will happen," I say smiling as he leans back against the bed post. I pulled out a magazine and began to read it as he flipped through pages on his laptop. We were both emerged in what we were doing when there was a knock on our door.

"Who could that be at this hour?" he muttered as I looked at the clock to see it was close to midnight. I pulled on my robe as I followed him out into the living room not wanting to be left in the bedroom alone. "Can I help you?" he muttered as I watched him open the door slightly only to see Mac on the other side.

"Yes, open the door. It's freaking cold out here," she muttered pushing on the door a little.

"What are you doing here?" I questioned as I wrapped my arms around her.

"Weevil thought I might be able to help you two," she states as she opens up a bag filled with odd gadgets. "I had to slip into your dad's office and out without him seeing me," she continued as I watched her set up a few items.

"I knew we couldn't trust him," Logan muttered behind us.

"He only told me. Wallace and your dad don't know anything about you two being here. I know from your dad that the Fitzpatrick's have people watching Wallace and him, but I can slip in and out of places undetected," she countered as Logan sat slowly down next to me.

"Well at least that is good," he finally relents. "Yet, it doesn't explain why you're here at this ungodly hour," he continues as she laughs.

"I was doing a little surveillance near here for a client and decided to drop by," she says smiling as I watch her finish up setting up a whole new computer on our kitchen counter.

"Okay, but why come now and not during the day," I asked as she began typing in different things.

"Oh, I wasn't sure what you two did all day. I knew you'd be home now, but wasn't sure about how you spent your time when you could be out or I don't know," she rambled as she moved a box like counter near the hard drive of the computer.

"Do you hang out with Wallace?" I asked as she lifted her head up from plugging in the box to the hard drive.

"I hang out with Wallace, Meg Manning, and even Dick," she said softly the last name.

"Dick as in Richard Casablancas," I retorted as I watched the blush creep onto her cheeks.

"Yes," she muttered as she wrote down a few things on a slip of paper. "This is a new email address. Only use it and IM when you want to talk with your dad or any of us. This box," she says as she places her hand on the box I had been wondering about, "it is a web address or IP address scrambler. I got it from Kane industries. I have set it up where only I can unlock it, but wouldn't do it," she replies as I felt Logan place his hand on my shoulder.

"Why Dick?" I questioned as she looked back up from the paper.

"He's been really good to me. I wasn't so sure about him to begin with, but since everything has happened he has stepped up. I think he misses Logan, but then again you both are missed by a lot of people," she replied as I watched her texting to someone.

"How is my dad really doing?" I asked as she closed out her phone screen.

"He's struggling, but he is doing well. I think having Alicia and her boys is helping him. He proposed to Alicia, but refuses to marry her until you come home. He's happy, but sad at the same time," she said as I hear her phone vibrate. "I have to take this," she replied as she answered her phone.

"Hey, I'm sort of busy right now," she said to the person on the line. I looked over to Logan who just shrugged his shoulders. "What the heck was he thinking?" she half snapped as I watched her pull up a web search page on the computer. She typed in something I couldn't read fully and several pictures came up.

"What's going on?" I whispered as she turned to look at us.

"Dick, I'll have to call you back. No, leave Wallace out of this. I don't think his mom would like him to be caught up in this issue," she replied as I watched her scribble down something before turning her attention back to the computer screen. I faintly saw Liam Fitzpatrick on the screen with something unreadable below.

"Mac," Logan snapped as she turned back around before hanging up the phone.

"It's nothing you two. Dick found the boys who are selling drugs for Liam and let Weevil know the other day. Well it seems Weevil has decided to go up against Liam and his guys. Liam has snapped and pulled one of his men out," she replies scrolling down to show a PCHer who was injured by a car accident involving Liam Fitzpatrick and him.

"Dick thought Wallace and he could look into it since the Sherriff's office is ruling it an accident. I don't think Mrs. Fennel would like Wallace involved so I'll look into it later," she replied as she got up and looked into her bag before looking up again. "I have checked your dad's office and so has Weidman for bugs, but I can't guarantee it's safe. Your best bet would be to video chat him," she says attaching a webcam to the computer screen.

"Thank you Mac," Logan said as he got up. I stood up as well and gave her a small hug.

"I know this isn't the best way to meet, but I am glad to see you. I wish it were under better terms," I say as she laughs.

"I'm just glad you have each other. In the beginning when people thought you had left alone it was a mess, but as everyone realized you were together it seemed to settle down. Oh, congradualtions," she replied handing us a small box.

"What?" Logan questioned as I held up the box.

"Weevil told me about your baby. I know it wasn't his business, but he wanted to prepare me in case I spook you guys," she replied smiling.

"Thank you," I said as I opened the box to find a small baby blanket. It was something I would have picked out if I had gone to buy it.

"I know it's not much, but I was looking at baby things earlier with Meg and when I saw that I had to pick it up," she replied as I opened my mouth in surprise.

"Meg Manning," Logan asked as I thought about what that meant.

"Oh, right. Meg is pregnant as well. Your dad has been watching over her with Mrs. Fennel. It's a long story, but when I have time I'll tell you the whole thing," she muttered looking at her watch.

"Who's the father?" I questioned as I looked from her to Logan who just looked up at the ceiling as I held the little blanket with magnifying glasses on it.

"Duncan," I heard Logan say as I looked back to Mac who just nodded her head. She told us a little about what she knew, but it wasn't much. It seemed Meg and Duncan weren't together either and Meg's family was very abusive hence why my dad was involved. Mac left promising to try to sneak back another time. Logan and I went to bed shortly after. Right now I needed sleep the rest of the world could wait until after I woke up for me to tackle it.