Logan gets phone calls

He's surprised when he gets a call from Veronica.

He fumbles with the phone before he manages to get to his ear.

"Veronica? What's wrong?" He hates that that's how he starts but there off again which means she's only calling because something is wrong or she needs something or both.

"Mac is dating a Pi Sig." The way she says it sounds like it's the worst thing that someone could ever do and he can hear gunfire in the background.

"Okay..."

"Okay? Did you know about this?"

"No, it's not really my business who Mac is with. If she wants me to know she'll tell me." He hopes the way he says it comes across that he thinks she should leave it alone.

"Why wouldn't she tell me?" She asks instead.

"I don't know Veronica maybe it's not serious."

"Not serious? She has a night stand full of horses, there are beer bottles in the recycling when she doesn't drink beer, creamer in the fridge and a Pi Sig sweater under her bed."

Logan sighs, "You snooped in her room?" He's not sure why he's surprised. This is why he told Dick that she'd find out. She must have picked up on something, he had after all and he isn't training to be a fed.

"Do you think Dick knows that Mac is with one of his brothers? Do you think he knows which one?"

And there she was, his Veronica, seeing all the trees separately and not realising that they made a forest.

"I don't know, why don't you ask Mac?"

"She won't say anything, I've danced around the subject for three days waiting for her to spill."

He can understand why she won't tell her. Veronica will want to know the why's and how's of the thing and he's not sure either Dick or Mac know those answers. Dick sure didn't seem to know.

"I don't know Veronica, you should just trust Mac."

"I do trust Mac, who I don't trust is this faceless nameless frat boy...if you hear anything let me know. Goodnight Logan." There feels like there's a longing in her voice but he's pretty sure he's just hearing what he wants to hear.

"Goodnight Veronica." He waits for her too hang up and then drops the cell on the bed and rolls over.

It feels like minutes before it rings again. He rolls over and is met by a blast of sunlight coming in through the windows.

It's morning and by the looks of it early.

He answers the phone, it's Dick.

"You ready to catch some waves?" Dick sounds like he's in a great mood.

"Sounds good I'll met you at the usual place."

Logan pulls himself out of bed and gets ready for a long great morning of surfing.

The waves are decent and the company is good. Dick is all smiles and calm and he doesn't want to ruin this for Dick by telling him about the conversation he had with Veronica last night.

But when they're done and Dick peels off some of his suit so it hangs off his hips he can't be quiet any more. There are nail marks down his friends back and he hopes to god that they belong to Mac and not some girl he picked up at a bar.

Wow he didn't think he'd ever think that.

"Were you with Mac last night?" He asks pointing to the still red lines down his friends back.

Dick looks over his shoulder and smiles at the marks, "yeah so?"

"Veronica called me last night to ask if I knew which Pi Sig Mac is seeing."

Dick almost drops his board, "What? How did she? What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything and she figured it out because Mac had a Pi Sig sweater under her bed."

"Fuck I told her not to wear that..." Dick's eyes glaze over a bit, "that reminds me I need to buy a lamp." He really doesn't want to know how those things are connected.

"There was also a bunch of condoms in her night stand, beer bottles in her trash and creamer in her fridge."

"What does creamer have to do with anything?"

"Mac's vegan..."

"I know that, why do you think there are those freak ball vegan protein shakes in the pi sig fridge. That creamer could have been for Veronica."

Dick starts walking away and he can't pull his eyes away from the marks on Dick's back, deep. Honestly he can't believe they risked it if they're trying to keep it from Veronica. Then again perhaps they couldn't help themselves, perhaps it was such a habit from the summer that it was hard to break.

"How often have you and Mac been..."

Dick turns back to him and he's glad to get rid of the image of Mac's hands on his friends back but his face breaks into an almost lecherous smile that seems somehow worse," ten or so times..."

"That's not that bad."

"A week."

"What? Really? How did this even happen?" Logan needs to know something, anything about how his friends started having that much sex. They had seemed so normal during the whole summer, they insulted each other and acted pretty much the same as always.

Dick just shrugs, "the first time we were both drunk...after that jackass Max dumped her." Dick rolls his eyes and Logan has the distinct feeling that Dick is having a hard time understanding why or how that had happened in the first place. He retells the story of the party and the phone call, "I was just kidding to fuck with him but she was...well it just kinda kept happening."

"Do you like Mac?" He asks and Dick eyes glaze over again as if he's remembering something.

"The only way I like Mac is on her back." He tells him and there's a finality to his voice that for once Logan is going to respect.

There is some weird feelings shit going on in Dick that obviously just need time to sort themselves out. It's too bad that he's pretty sure Veronica won't give him the time to figure it out on his own.