Fifth

So if you think I own Veronica Mars or anything in it, then you're bugging. I don't even own the air that I breathe, at least that what my mom'z keeps telling me.

Disclaimer: yea so I don't know what this is for, but I'm sure its important… to someone.

Summary: Cliff notes version. Duncan/ Wallace, Logan/Veronica, Weevilamd Kieth Mars

Logan jumped onto a by standing car in a hitting stance.

"You better watch out Weevil. I'm sober right now, so me kicking you in the face this time… you wont be getting back up."

"Yea, you think that. I'm gonna pull your ass down here and beat you to less of a nothing that you already are." Weevil said trying to get as close to Logan without getting kicked.

"Woohooo." Logan hollered out loud, pretending to surf the car. "Come and get me you crusted, ill-mannered, worthless crap."

"That's it," Weevil said about to throw the metal pole at Logan in a distraction. But that plan was ruined when Veronica came up from behind and tasered Weevil from the back. Weevil looked like he was attempting to do the "Worm" and not convulsion in pain. Logan took his cue and jumped off the car and swung at a nearby pal of Weevil who was about to grab Veronica. The guy slumped to his knees in pain. By now a crowd was rearing its attention toward the cry of pain from the 'fearless' PCH bikers.

"Alright Ronnie this our cue. Lets go." Logan said tugging at her arm to. Veronica took once last chance to taser Weevil's lying body on the ground and turned to run, or a light jog. Logan turned around and kicked Weevil in the rib then made a 'slight jog' to his car; Veronica beside him.

They both got in and Logan turned to look at Veronica, who presently had a look of pure content on her face. He pulled out of the parking lot and headed to Camelot Motel where they wouldn't be found.

In School

"Hey Wallace, do you know where Veronica is?" Duncan asked in a concerned voice.

Wallace turned around from closing his locker and saw Duncan's face, presumably he didn't here the news.

"Veronica got into a fight with Weevil and his lackeys." Wallace saw the shock on Duncan's face. "Don't you have any trust in her? Come on. Veronica tasered Weevil, and he went flat. Logan was there too so…" Wallace said nodding his head.

"Oh, ok. Thanks man." Duncan said solemnly.

"Man, nothing is going to happen. It's Veronica." Wallace said trying to comfort Duncan.

Duncan's fist formed and his eyes changed, not in a bloodshot way but knowing it wasn't Duncan anymore. Duncan shoved Wallace into the locker and began hysterically screaming.

"Why? Why? Why?"

"Get off me man." Wallace said trying to pull Duncan's arm off him. "Get off." Wallace said louder and more irritated.

Duncan let go slowly, a blank stare in his eyes. Wallace fixed his collar shirt.

"What the heck..?"

But before Wallace could finish Duncan…

…….

Duncan got off and leaned on the locker. He dug his face into his hands and cried. Wallace just laid there on the floor, his pulse low.

Mars Office

Keith Mars was entangled with phone calls and papers about his wife's reason for coming. He'd been calling every contact he had.

"John, yea, Keith Mars. I was wondering if you could tell me..."

Keith talked, called, talked some more, made coffee, looked at his watch and through the screen door for Veronica, called again, and talked again. He hung the phone and rubbed his temples clockwise. This is not good, but of course it wouldn't be good, it's the Mars family.

Camlot Motel

Logan parked the car and turned off the ignition. He had his hands clutched to the steering wheel. He didn't know what to think.

Veronica looked at Logan. She heaved and looked out the window towards the entrance of the Motel. She smiled when the vivid thought of her and Logan first kiss came to view in her mind. Then she shook her head and reminded herself of the situation hand. She looked back at Logan. Logan looked at her and held her gaze

Damn she is… "I know you're not one to play hideout and neither am I."

"So why are we?" Veronica asked folding her arms and leaning into the seat.

"Let me finish and I'll tell you, ok." Logan said annoyed at her need to be informed on everything. "Weevil wants me dead, I want to drink, see how that becomes a conflict. So I decide that I'll have some drinks…"

"Then get yourself killed, fine." Veronica said getting out of the car and slamming the door. She began speed walking to the entrance.

Logan got out of the car and jogged to Veronica he stopped and grabbed her arm turning her around to face him.

"Stop being a pissy brat ok. I don't know what's your problem but I don't care."

"You wouldn't would you? You're Logan Echolls, all you need to be happy is a 40 and some guys and drunk girls." Veronica said. She could feel the tears on the verge of coming, but she wouldn't allow Logan to see it, so she retrained it, burning her eyes.

"Don't. Don't act like didn't try. Don't act I didn't fight for you." Logan anger rose and so did his voice. Veronica turned her head away. Logan reared his head in front hers. "Everytime I see you, I..." I just wanna be with you Veronica, hold you kiss you, love you. Logan held his tongue.

"Let's get a room, two rooms ok." Logan began walking towards the entrance. Veronica lagged behind. She swiped her eyes and took a breath. I wont cry for him. I have to stop crying for him.