I wanted to address Anon's review about Logan being tried twice on the show and it being double jeopardy. Actually, I had thought what had happened was that they decided there hadn't been enough evidence to try him. He was never acquitted but the charges were thrown out due to lack of evidence. So when a new witness had came forward that allowed the D.A. to formally file charges again because there was new evidence. If he had been tried and acquitted, they could not have charged him with anything because that would have been double jeopardy. Plus a trial would've taken much longer like with Aaron. Trial dates are usually a year or so after initial arrest. First, a discovery hearing is scheduled. That's where the prosecution lays out their evidence and the defense tries to discredit it and get the charges thrown out. I don't think that Logan went past that point. At least that was what I was thinking. Maybe I was just giving the writers too much benefit of the doubt! But that's the premise I'm going on when I write my spin.

Chapter 21: Logan's New Home

*****Monday at Mac's******

Mac woke up Monday morning to the sound of her phone receiving a text message. She reached over and grabbed it off her night stand. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes and then squinted to read the text. She grinned and then rolled her eyes as she read the message. It was from Dick. It said: Beaver and Mackie sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. A minute later he sent another one. First comes luv. Then comes marriage. Then comes a baby in a baby carriage! She was thinking of how to reply when it vibrated again with yet another message. You gotta name your firstborn after me! She had to laugh at that. Dick was incorrigible but so silly that she couldn't take him seriously. Mac grinned as she thought of a reply and sent a response. Little Dick? We can call him L.D. for short. As expected Dick sent an angry face icon with his response. Nothing little about my dick! She couldn't resist typing back. Oh, I guess the writing on the girls' bathroom at school has it wrong. Mac knew that would drive him crazy. He'd obsess about it all day. He'd probably go into every girls' bathroom before his summer classes were out for the day. Mac ignored his reply, knowing that'd make him even crazier.

Chuckling, she got out of her bed. Dick was often a sexist pig who loved to objectify women, but the more time she spent with him the more she realized he was mostly just a big goof. When she had arrived Friday evening to pick up Cassidy, Dick had greeted her at the door with a big grin. From the noise the two brothers made before he opened it, Mac could tell they had raced to the door. Dick had won and shoved his little brother out of the way. Cassidy was picking himself up off the floor when Dick opened the door. Mac didn't laugh, but she couldn't hide her smile.

"Forgive my ill-mannered brother," Cassidy said as he got up from the floor.

"Who you calling ill-mannered? I'm politely getting the door for your date!" Dick insisted. "Won't you come in?" Dick asked in a false falsetto, causing Mac to giggle as she stepped in the doorway.

Cassidy and Mac exchanged shy smiles and greetings. Dick watched them both with unabashed interest. Then he decided to give them a break. "You kids don't do anything I wouldn't do. Since that doesn't leave out much, you should have an excellent time!" he said with a knowing smirk. Then he grabbed his keys and left. He was going to go see Logan at the hospital.

Mac and Cassidy had had a good first date. There hadn't been fireworks but just enough tingles to keep Mac from freaking out. Cassidy was sweet and smart and very witty. He had given her a tour of his house, ending with his room. They had planned on going out, but when Mac got a look at Cassidy's gaming system she had been really excited. Although she'd been in there once before, she never felt the freedom to really look around. He had pretty much everything she'd ever wanted when it came to a gaming system. Since Dick had left and they had the place to themselves, they had agreed to order pizza and stay there and play some very cool games. Mac had really enjoyed herself. Cassidy hadn't tried to kiss her, but Mac was kind of glad. She was still really nervous about those things. She had went over there yesterday afternoon to research with Cassidy about the possible liquor suppliers that the Fitzpatricks had. They nailed it down to two suppliers then Dick had joined them. The three of them got sucked into a game of Modern Warfare. The brothers had been very surprised that Mac was adept at a military war game. Military games were the main games her dad would play with her when she was younger. First, it had been Risk and Battleship. Then when she'd gotten into video games her dad had bought her Doom, and she'd loved it. The three of them had had a good time.

After Mac had taken a shower and ate breakfast, her doorbell rang. She opened it and found that it was Veronica.

"Sorry to just drop on by. But I wanted to go over what you and Cassidy found out and brainstorm our next move before I go to the hospital to see Logan," Veronica said.

"It's no problem. You're always welcome. I thought Logan was getting out today?" Mac asked.

"He is. I wanted to see him before he left. Give him a ride," she replied.

"Where's he going? Are you going to play Nurse Nightingale to him?" Mac asked with a grin.

"He wishes!" Veronica exclaimed with a laugh. "If our place was bigger, I'd try to talk dad into bringing him home. But our apartment is so tiny, and I know Dad would not like the idea of me playing nursemaid even if Logan hired an actual nurse."

"So where's he going? Mr. Casablanca arrived home yesterday afternoon when I was over there and brought his new very young and very beautiful girlfriend. I wouldn't want my boyfriend being tended by a girl like that. Wait 'til you see her," Mac said.

"Well, he's not going to Dick's. He told me that he'd tell me his arrangements when he saw me," Veronica said. "So Dick Sr. brought home his new woman to meet his sons? He must be pretty serious about this one."

"I think he is. Dick kept making cracks about mommy number three. It upset Cassidy, so I made him stop. I didn't hang around long after they arrived. It was kind of awkward. She was gushing over everything and was so obviously fake, but their dad just ate it up!" Mac shared.

"Don't think I didn't pick up on the little tid-bit about Dick doing what you told him to do," Veronica teased with a sly smile. "You seem to have both these Casablancas brothers well in hand."

Mac blushed. "Okay, that's enough about me. How about we talk about what you came here to find out? The Fitzpatricks," Mac said pointedly.

Veronica grinned and sat down on her couch. "Fine. If we must. What did you find out?"

"It looks like the Fitzpatricks have two main suppliers. Billyn Inc. and the Park Brothers Brewery. The good thing is we discovered that Jake Kane is the main stock holder with Park Brothers. So we should get Logan to talk to Jake or just talk to Duncan yourself," Mac said.

"That's excellent news. Jake has always liked Logan, but things haven't been the same since it was revealed that Aaron killed Lilly. However, Duncan should be able to help us. That's a good start. Any new information about the good doctor?" Veronica asked.

"Good doctor?" Mac asked, puzzled.

"Dr. Griffith?" Veronica prodded.

"Oh, yeah. Right. Well, we discovered that he has a daughter that will be a sophomore next year at Neptune High. She made the cheerleading squad. You should ask Meg about her. Her name is Hannah," Mac said.

"Good. That's good. We can get to know her and possibly gain some access to her dad. Find out if he's being forced to help the Fitzpatricks or if he's being blackmailed or threatened in some way," Veronica said.

"You think he might be?" Mac asked.

"With the Fitzpatricks, you can never be sure. Dad always hated that he never got enough dirt on them to shut them down before he was ran out of office," Veronica shared.

"I'll keep checking into the other company-Billyn Inc. and see if we can find an angle with them," Mac said.

"Good. I better get going, so I can see Logan and make sure he really has someone to help take care of him. He better not be checking into the Neptune Grand," Veronica said.

"I'll call you later," Mac said.

"Do, so you can tell me all about your two dates with Cassidy or should I say one date with Cassidy and another with him and his brother!" Veronica said with a grin.

Mac gasped in outrage while Veronica laughed and ran to the front door. She waved goodbye before Mac could sputter out a reply.

*****Neptune Hospital*****

Logan was so ready to leave the hospital. He'd only been here a few days, but it felt more like a few weeks. He wasn't sure going home with Weevil would be an improvement, but Mrs. Navarro was someone he had known for years.

Veronica came into his room. Logan smiled. "I was getting lonely. The nurses won't even sexually harass me. Am I losing my boyish good looks already?" he asked, batting his eyelashes.

Veronica laughed and kissed him. "Your voice is stronger today. I think the hoarseness is kind of sexy," Veronica said.

"Glad one of us likes it," Logan said glumly.

"So has the doctor been by? What did he say?" Veronica asked.

"He said there was no infection, which I guess was something he was worried about. He said my back will be a concern for at least another week, so I have to make sure it's cleaned and medicated every day. He wants to see me in a week to make sure everything's okay," Logan shared.

"That's good. Did you call a nurse service or something? You can't reach your own back. I don't mind helping sometimes, but I may not always be able to," Veronica said.

"I'd rather you work on my front anyway," Logan said with a leer.

Veronica rolled her eyes. "So where are you going? No, wait. How did the arraignment go? Has your lawyer called," Veronica asked.

"Yep. Like most things in my life, it didn't go that well. The D.A. convinced the judge I was a flight risk. He wanted me to go to jail until the trial," Logan said in annoyance.

"What?" Veronica asked, getting up from the chair by his bedside. "That's insane!"

"That's what my lawyer argued. He got the judge to agree to house arrest," Logan said glumly.

Veronica slowly sat back down. "House arrest? You mean you'll have to wear an ankle monitor?" Veronica asked.

"Yes," Logan replied.

"But you don't even have a house to be confined to. It burnt to the ground!" Veronica protested.

"I know. It's not like I can forget that particular fact. But my lawyer told the judge I'd be staying with a responsible adult who had lots of experience dealing with wayward teens," Logan said. "Lamb will send over a deputy to my new address this afternoon."

"I can't believe they're going to make you wear an ankle monitor! That's such bullshit!" Veronica fumed. Then she narrowed her eyes. "So where exactly is this new address of yours? Who's this responsible adult that will be your new guardian?"

"Guardian? I don't know about that. I filed for emancipation when Dad was arrested. Since I'm seventeen and have plenty of money, there was no reason for the judge to deny my request. So legally speaking, I don't need adult supervision. But my lawyer said the fact that I had a quote "good" home to go to is probably why the judge agreed to house arrest. It seems the fact that my dad is a murderer and I have access to all his money makes me both a threat and a flight risk," Logan told her.

Veronica looked offended at the suggestion. "Innocent people don't run. You have nothing to run from because you did NOT kill Felix, and we're going to prove it," Veronica said. Then she told him what inroads Mac had made. "I'll go see Duncan today and see if he can get his dad to help us."

"Good news, finally!" Logan said.

"Knock, knock!" a voice said from the doorway. They turned to see Weevil at the doorway.

"Hey, Weevil!" Veronica said with a smile.

"Hey, V. How's it going?" he asked as he entered the room.

"Okay. How are you? Any problems with your boys?" she asked.

"I think it's safe to say they're not my boys anymore. Hector's been ostracized for taking up for me, so none of my other so-called friends are talking to me," Weevil said with obvious disgust.

"I can see how you'd be all broken up to lose such awesome friends," Logan said sarcastically.

Weevil gave him a glare. "So are you ready to go or what? My grandmother has been cooking all morning," Weevil said.

"Yes, I'm ready," Logan said. "The nurse will wheel me out. Go tell her."

"I'll go tell her that I'm going to wheel you out. I can see how that could potentially be fun for me!" Weevil said with a gleeful smirk. He turned and left.

Veronica gave Logan a quizzical look. "Okay, what's going on? Why is Weevil here to pick you up and why is the fact that his grandmother has been cooking all day relevant to you?" Veronica asked.

Logan grinned. "Mrs. Navarro and Weevil came to see me yesterday. She made Weevil apologize to me and then when she found out Trina wasn't going to come take care of me, she insisted I come home with her and Weevil," Logan shared.

"Really? Weevil apologized?" Veronica asked a look of stunned amazement on her face. "And you agreed to go?"

Logan shrugged. "Yes, Weevil really did. It was quite entertaining. I'm sorry you missed it!" he said.

"Me, too," Veronica said. She still couldn't take it in. "So you are leaving here and going to go stay with Weevil and his family? Are you sure about that? Because with the house arrest thing now you won't be able to leave if you want. You'll have to actually deal with Weevil."

"I know, but I already told his grandmother yes. Now I'm stuck," Logan said with resignation. "Mrs. Navarro went on and on about my mom being an angel and how she'd want me to stay with her. How could I say no?"

Veronica gave him a soft look. She knew how much the loss of his mother hurt him. She also knew that he was powerless to deny anyone who invoked her name or said good things about her. He'd always had a soft spot for Weevil's grandmother no matter how ugly things had gotten between them. When his parents have fired her over the credit card fraud Caitlin Ford and perpetuated, Logan had made sure she got her job back when the truth was revealed. Not a lot of 09ers would have hired back the person they'd falsely accused. Most would've been too embarrassed.

"I think staying with Weevil's grandmother is a wonderful idea. You've never had any real sense of family. Your parents traveled too much, and your dad was not the kind of father you deserved. I know you miss your mom, so this could be a great thing," Veronica said. Then she wagged her finger at him. "But you better play nice with Weevil."

Weevil came him and heard that last comment. "That's right. You tell him. He better play nice," Weevil said. He had the wheelchair. "The nurse said I could wheel you down, but she had to accompany us. So climb aboard!" Weevil ordered.

Logan wanted to protest but decided saving his life gave Weevil just a little bit of leeway.

As they walked down, Weevil said, "V, I hope you are free for lunch because my grandmother specifically told me to invite you. She wants Logan to feel comfortable, and she's always liked you ever since you exposed Chardo's deceit."

"Yes, you should come. Please," Logan said, his eyes begging her.

Veronica smiled. "Sure. I can talk to Duncan later," she said. "I'll give you an update on what Mac found out on the way down."

*****An Hour Later*****

Logan felt like a fish out of water sitting at the Navarro's dinner table. There was so many people, and they talked all at once, switching back and forth from English to Spanish. Logan knew quite a bit of Spanish due to all his trips to Mexico. However, they talked so fast it wasn't easy to keep up. Veronica didn't even try. She just watched the interaction with a smile.

"You didn't eat enough, Logan!" Mrs. Navarro said, looking at his still full plate with disappointment.

"My appetite hasn't quite come back. But it's all great. Thanks," Logan said. "I really appreciate this, Mrs. Navarro."

"Please, call me, Grandma Letty. You part of mi familia now," she said with a warm smile.

Logan looked uncomfortable, but Veronica was happy. She knew that this would be a good thing for Logan. He needed fussing over. She glanced over at Weevil. Weevil wasn't very comfortable having them in his home. She could tell. He and Logan had a lot of baggage between them. However, they had a lot in common, too. Both had loved Lilly. Both were natural born leaders and very protective and loyal.

"So do you want me to come take you shopping tomorrow? You don't have any clothes or anything," Veronica said.

"I can't go shopping. Remember? I won't be able to leave the house," Logan said dejectedly.

"That blows," Weevil said.

"I can go shopping for you. You just need to make a list of all you need," Veronica offered.

"I'll give you my card. That'll be great. Thanks," Logan said. He leaned over and kissed her.

"None of that! I'm eating here!" Weevil said in disgust.

Logan smirked. "Better get used to it," Logan said to Weevil. Then he turned back to Veronica. "I can always order stuff online, too."

"We don't have a computer," Weevil said.

Logan looked stunned. Who didn't have a computer in this day and age? He looked to Veronica for help.

"I will pick you up a laptop. I'm sure Mrs. Navarro won't care if you get internet," Veronica said.

"She keeps saying we will when I make the honor roll, but since that never happened..." Weevil said with a shrug.

"Get a desktop, too. That way everyone can use it," Logan offered.

Weevil was surprised by his generosity but declined to comment. If he wanted to waste his money, it was no concern of Weevil's.

"Eli, go show Logan his room and the rest of the house," his grandmother ordered as she began clearing the plates. Various cousins got up to help.

They got up from the table. Weevil's youngest brother Tony stared wide-eyed at them. He followed them. He was adorable. "How old are your brothers, Weevil?" Veronica asked.

"Tony here is six. Jordan is ten. He's a little hellion," Weevil said.

"And your parents?" Veronica asked.

"My mom died when I was five. My grandmother raised me. Jordan and Tony are my half-brothers. Their mother ran off with some loser a few years ago. She was kind of a flake," Weevil said.

"I know a thing or two about flaky moms," Veronica said dryly. Weevil gave her a look of understanding.

"Parents can really suck," Logan agreed.

"Not my dad," Veronica said proudly. Logan and Weevil shared a look of mutual understanding. They both feared and admired Veronica's dad, so what could they say?

"So my room is here," Weevil said, pointing to a door. "Across from me is where my brothers stay. Grandmother's room is on the other side of the house next to the kitchen. She says she doesn't want us waking her up with all our boys' noise. So that leaves Chardo's old room for you. It's next to mine." He opened the door. "We'll have to share a bathroom. Grandma has her own."

The room was about the size of Veronica's, which made it basically the size of Logan's closet back in his own home. "Nice," Logan said politely.

Of course, Weevil took offense. "Sorry, it's not up to your normal 09er standard. You didn't have to say yes to my grandmother, you know. Now with the house arrest you're stuck here. We're stuck with you!" he exclaimed in annoyance.

"Refusing your grandmother isn't easy. She invoked my dead mother. What was I supposed to say?" Logan replied heatedly.

Veronica stepped between them. "Hey now. You both need to calm down. Weevil, this room is fine. Yes, Logan will have to adjust to having less space, freedom, and privacy, but he'll survive. Since all his stuff was destroyed, he won't need much room anyway," Veronica reminded them.

Logan winced. "Thanks for rubbing it in!"

"I'm sorry, but it's true. This will take a lot of patience on both your parts. Weevil, Logan has basically lived like an only child. He has a sister, but she's been out of Neptune for awhile. His parents often left him alone for weeks at a time. So having a family around will take some getting used to," Veronica said. Then she looked at Logan. "Logan, you and Weevil have been more enemies than friends, so this will take a lot of humility and patience on your part. Don't be an arrogant ass."

"I think you're asking for too much there, V," Weevil said with a snicker.

They were interrupted by a doorbell. Veronica looked out the window. A patrol car was out front. "It's for you, Logan. The Sheriff," Veronica said.

They filed into the living room to see Sheriff Lamb talking with Mrs. Navarro. When he saw Veronica and Logan, he grinned. "I had to come see this for myself. I didn't believe Sacks when he told me that Logan was staying here. It's not even my birthday," Don said gleefully.

"Screw you!" Logan said in annoyance.

"Logan! Such rudeness! That will not be allowed in my house!" Mrs. Navarro admonished. "You will show the Sheriff the respect his position deserves."

Lamb grinned arrogantly, clearly enjoying himself. "That's right. Show me some respect!"

Logan looked frustrated, but maintained a sullen silence. Another deputy came in. He handed something to Don. "Okay, Logan here's how this will work. This will go on your ankle. It can get wet but not submerged in water, which means a shower is okay but not a bath. The boundaries will be to the front gate of Mrs. Navarro's house. When you cross the boundary, this will beep. You will get two minutes to go back in the yard. If not, we will be forced to come here and throw you in jail, revoking your bail. And it would be too bad if you had to give up your new digs for a place in my jail," Lamb said with a smirk. He gave the monitor to his deputy again who then got down and fastened it around Logan's left leg. It fit like an arm band.

Logan grimaced at the confinement but resigned himself to it. It was better than jail. Hopefully, he wouldn't have to wear it but for a few weeks.

Weevil walked over to him and put his arm around his shoulder. "Welcome to the family, Logan," he said grinning.

Logan mentally groaned. What had he agreed to?

*****Chapter End*****