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This is my First time writing FanFic, I hope you enjoy it.

I Do Not Own Veronica Mars, but if I can borrow from Rob for a while…that would be awesome.

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"Hey Veronica, wake up. Mac is calling and needs to speak with you right now", Logan said softly to a sleeping Veronica on the pullout in the hospital room.

"Hmmm?"

Logan smirked a little, so familiar with how tough it can be to wake her. "Ronnie, you need to talk to Mac. She's on the phone." Logan handed the phone to Veronica and stepped out in the hall to make a phone call.

"Hello?"

"Veronica, it's Mac. You picked a winner with this one. Dr. Daniel Miller is very wealthy and owns a large estate in Ecuador, Iraq, Singapore, the Hamptons, Orlando, and his house here in Neptune." "He only purchased the house in Neptune after your relationship with him 12 years ago, when you first went to New York and was seen by him at the local hospital. He has also had credit card charges in Chicago, Atlanta, Houston, and again in New York where I have also found charges on your cards from visits that coincide. I think this…"

"He has a house in Orlando?!" yelled a furious Veronica.

"Yes, he takes frequent visits there since you settled down there. He's a complete, full-fledge stalker. Seems to be obsessed with you. You need to get someone from Mars Investigations in Orlando to go check out his house. I think you will find a creepy, stalker photo room somewhere. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a life-like doll with blonde hair somewhere on the property too."

"I'll get on that, but can you pass some of the information to Duncan? He said he was going to take care of Daniel, I mean Dr. Miller from now on." Veronica didn't want to deal with this on top of everything else. Daniel had been a great help a long time ago, but knowing what she knew now, it just felt like it was all wrong in her mind now.

"Ronnie, what's wrong? You look like you're about to be sick?" asked Logan as he returned to the hospital room.

Veronica help up 1 finger. 'I just need a few minutes to digest this.'

"Did you find out anything about the paternity test?" asked Veronica.

"All I have so far is he spent 8 minutes on the phone with a Thomas Jay who works at a local lab on the same day you arrived Veronica."

'Same day as Logan and I took the paternity test.' "That would be him setting up something, but what? Maybe he had this Thomas change it to not paternal to get Logan out of the picture?"

"That's not happening. Either way, I'm here to stay." Logan whispered to Veronica.

'What is going on? Am I still dreaming? That's something I would dream he would say. This can't be reality. Yep, still dreaming…'

"Mr. Mars is going down to the lab to speak with this Thomas character and told me to tell you to sit tight. That he was going to get to the bottom of it. He mentioned to remind you to not leave the room. Do you really think Mercer would stay around Neptune? I would think he would get out of here as quickly as he can." asked Mac.

"Thanks Mac, let me know if you find out anything else. I'll get Wendy or Ben to go by this house of Daniel's in Orlando."

"Dr. Daniel dickhead has a house in Orlando?!" yelled Logan.

"Gotta go!" Veronica hung up the phone and looked over at Logan. 'oops'

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"Logan, calm down. It seems that you were correct in your thoughts on Dr. Miller."

"You can say that again later, but what I want to know is this new or has he been doing this for a while?"

'Do I go full disclosure or just the highlights? I think I've kept enough from him that's come back to bite me in the ass.'

Veronica repeated most of what Mac had told her. Not disclosing that the credit card times for him matched up with when she was at a location. 'He would probably kill Daniel and I don't need him in jail…again'

"So I'm probably looking at my baby girl?" Logan asked looking up at Trish sleeping soundly in the hospital bed.

"It would definitely appear that the results we received might not be accurate, yes."

"So…he's my Dad?" said a little voice from the bed that had obviously been acting like she was sleeping.