Spoilers through 1.20, M.A.D.

A/N: Yet another episode that many, myself included, thought Meg should've had a scene in, so here it is. Italics are VM voice overs.

Veronica pulled the robe tighter around her, hoping her unexpected visitor was not one Logan Echoll's. Peering through the curtains on the door, she sighed in relief as she saw Meg. She opened the door.

"Hey." Meg greeted.

"Hi." Veronica replied, holding the door open so Meg could enter. "What's up?" She asked Meg. Meg took a deep breathe.

"I'm here because Logan came to see me." Meg began.

"He did?" Veronica desperately tried to remain unaffected. "He didn't say anything about coming here, did he?" She tried to squelch her panic.

"No. He asked me to come and talk to you...as someone who knows your secret." Meg answered. "He's confused and a little drunk."

Oh, that I could be.

"He thinks he's done something wrong, Veronica. Is he right?" Meg asked. Veronica opened her mouth to explain, to say something, anything, but a loud jarring sob came out instead. She covered her face with her hands, felt Meg's hands as she sat them both on the couch. "What did he do, Veronica?"

"It's awful, Meg." Veronica whispered. "I'll never be clean again."

"I don't understand." Meg's confusion was clear, but Veronica couldn't get up the nerve to explain.

"Did I offend some deity or something?" Veronica asked, anger slowly seeping into her voice. "Why is it when I think things my return to some kind of normalcy, something has to come along and wreck the train?"

"Do you want me to answer that?" Meg asked, smoothing back a strand of Veronica's hair. Veronica managed a weak smile.

If only you could.

Veronica shook her head and sighed.

"Is there anything I can do?" Meg offered.

"Yeah." Veronica found her voice.

"Name it." Meg said.

"Tell Logan that I'll call him when I'm ready to talk." Veronica said.

Which will probably be just shy of never.

"I will." Meg said, standing. "You'll be ok here alone?"

I'm always alone. It's the way it has to be.

"Fine." Veronica managed. "Thanks."

"See you at school on Monday." Meg said before letting herself out. Veronica stayed there, curled up on the couch, huddled in her robe, and lost herself in the anguish.