Spoilers: All season 1
Chapter One Summary: Weevil was at the door with a very drunk and unconscious Logan. The morning after…

Disclaimer: It still isn't mine

Thanks To: My Betas, Hoppit1104, aka Sam, and my roommate who both do a wonderful job at telling me when I mess up. Still, all the mistakes are mine :-)

A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews, please, keep them coming. I know the chapters are not long so I will try to update once or twice a week….

Part 2

Veronica took a few steps back from the couch and just watched as Logan slowly woke up, taking in the surroundings as well as his own state. He sat up and flinched when he touched his swollen jaw.

"What am I doing here?"

His hands were resting on his face, muffling his voice. He was trying to gently rub the sleep out of his eyes as well as keep the very mean and painful light at bay. He briefly thought that he should be used to hangovers by now.

"Weevil found you on the bridge. He brought you here."

Pause. Logan didn't move. Veronica was afraid that even breathing would break the precarious peace. Her voice barely above a whisper, she asked:

"Do you remember what happened?"

Logan let out a deep sigh and finally looked at Veronica.

His annoyed expression was quickly replaced by one of concern. He stood and walked up to her, barely noticing the room spinning around him.

"What happened to you?"

He lifted a hand up to her face but stopped before making any contact as Veronica flinched. Anger flashed on Logan's face and he stepped back.

"Do you really think I'm going to hurt you?"

Veronica got closer to him and tried to put a soothing hand on him but he rejected her.

"Logan…"

"I am not the one who gave you those bruises, Veronica."

His voice ended up being more pleading than angry.

"I know that Logan. Please, listen to me."

He was looking at the floor now and didn't protest when Veronica took his hand and slowly pulled him to the couch. They sat down facing each other. Logan lifted his hand to Veronica's face and softly traced the bruise on her cheek before putting his hand back in hers. He stayed silent, waiting for her to begin.

"I am going to explain everything to you, but first you have to promise me that you will not do anything stupid."

A half-hearted laugh escaped him.

"Logan", she said in her best don't-mess-with-me voice.

"Veronica", he mocked her. "Why don't we cut to the chase here?"

Veronica pursed her lips. She could not lose her temper with him now, not when she had to tell him…that. She decided to start with the easy part.

"I am sorry that I accused you of Lilly's murder. I know how much you loved her and I realize that you would never hurt her."

Logan searched Veronica's face for information. She was hiding something and he was not sure he wanted to know anymore.

"Did you find the letter?"

"No."

Veronica sighed, her eyes now concentrating on their joined hands.

"But I went over to the Kane's to look for it and I found something else."

Veronica's chest was hurting. She didn't want to be doing this. She looked back up in his eyes and pulled the band-aid off.

"I found video tapes. Lilly was having an affair with…", she tightened her grip on his hands, "Aaron killed Lilly."

Logan was not ready for that. He couldn't breathe anymore and it felt like Veronica's eyes were burning him. He ran to the bathroom and threw up.

Veronica had been standing patiently behind the door for almost half an hour and was getting more and more worried.

"Logan?"

Silence. Veronica rested her forehead on the closed door.

"Logan, please open the door, let me help you."

The door swung open and Veronica almost lost her balance.

"Help me with what? Did I become your new case? Now that you're done with finding Lilly's killer you're moving on to social work? I don't need your help, Veronica."

Logan's angry voice kept echoing in Veronica's head. She didn't move and could feel tears swelling up in her eyes. She opened her mouth but no sound came out. She swallowed, trying to hide how much his words were hurting her.

Logan's face was trying hard to hide his pain and self-directed disgust. He could feel that he was failing miserably and his eyes left her face.

"Get out of my way," he said as he passed by her toward the living room.

Veronica stood motionless for what felt like an eternity. She had heard the door slam and Backup had barked in response. She was almost positive that she had heard Logan's car start up and leave. And then, the silence filled the room once more.

Out of nowhere, she started sobbing and let herself slide along the wall to the floor. Backup came up to her and licked her hand. She smiled when he begun to wash away her tears dog style, leaving her cheeks more saturated than before.

She was getting back up when she heard a knock on the front door. She quickly wiped her tears away and went to open it.

"I was hoping it would be you."

A/N: Sorry if you are confused about that last line. Just to clear things up, it is the second time she says it and it is not some kind of dream or anything.