Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars or any of the characters.

Just want to let everyone know that I am not Italian, and I do not speak Italian. So if any of the translation is wrong, I'm sorry but I had to look it up and that was the best I could get. Lol it took me forever to figure out a message I could make. So hope you enjoy.

And one more thing...I know who the killer is:singing while dancing the Irish Jig: Lol I was thinking of all the ways I could go with this, and It just hit me. I know who the perfect killer is. So please keep guessing, but I won't tell. Lmao sorry I just had to say it.

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"This is Lilly's room." Duncan announces right outside of the closed door. He seems to be stalling.

"What's the matter?" I ask him.

"It's been a while since I've been in here." Duncan takes a deep breath then slowly opens the door.

The three of them take in their surroundings. Though two of them already know what everything already looks like. Me on the other hand, I look around for the first time. Taking in the person that Lilly was. Nice room. Duncan stays by the door as he leans against the frame with his ankles and his arms crossed. Trying to go for casual, but I can tell he's freaked out. Logan goes right for the bed and sits down. He looks around a bit and then focuses in on me as he leans against the wall and puts his hands behind his head.

I do my best to ignore the both of them as I look around some more. Not quite sure what I'm looking for seeing as how I never knew her. I wouldn't know what was normal and what wasn't. But shh no one needs to know that.

I don't see anything out of the ordinary, and the guys don't seem to want to help me. I try to look like I know what I'm doing, but it's kind of obvious that I don't. I give up and walk over to the air vent that is at the top of the ceiling. So I look around and spot a chair over by her desk. I walk over to it and drap it back to under the vent. Luckily when I stand on it I'm tall enough. Hmm now how do I open this? Why didn't I think to bring any tools? Oh I know why. It's because I was in school. Silly me, why didn't I think to bring tools to school?

"Looking for this sweetie?" I look down and notice Logan teasing me while he's looking at me with a screw driver in his hand.

"Why thank you buttercup, however did you guess?" I tease back.

"It's the Echoll's way baby! Were smart like that."

Duncan snorts. I look over at him and can't hold it in anymore. I start laughing. Duncan starts laughing as well. Logan pretends to be hurt. I bend down and pinch his cheek. "It's ok baby we still love you."

I turn to the vent and start unscrewing the vent. Once I fully remove the cover, I hand that and the screwdrive down the Logan. I look inside, and I see a few things. I pull them out and get down from the chair. I walk over to the bed and sit down. Logan and Duncan both sit down on either side of me.

The first things I notice is some photos. There picture's of naked men. "Oh my. What do we have here?" I ask while using my detective skills and really studying the pics for clues.

Logan rips the photos out of my hand and I look over and notice that his jaw is clenched. "Who the hell is this?" Logan burts out as he tries to keep his temper in check.

"I'm sure it's no one. Maybe there not even hers. She was just holding them for someone." I cut in trying to calm him. He just snorts instead. I take the top photo from him and flip it over. On the back it say's,

"Mia Dolce Lilly. Mio English cattivo.

ici regalo a tenere felice mentre andato via.

Non potere aspettare a vedere faccio di nuovo.

Ciao per adeso. Godere. Joey."

"I wonder what the means." I question out loud. (A/N: Here's the translation: 'My sweet Lilly. My English bad. Here gift to keep happy while gone. Cannot wait to see face again. Bye for now. Enjoy. Joey.')

I hand the picture back to Logan and move on to the other items in my hands. Next I find what looks like a diary. I put it under my thigh so no one can read it.

"Hey what's that you're hiding?" Duncan asks while he tries to reach under my thigh for the object.

"None of you're business. That's private and I won't have you boys reading it." I slap his hand away before he could get to it.

The next item I find is a note. Now were getting somewhere. This better be the note Logan was talking about. I open the note and here's what it said.

Lilly. I know I'm suppposed to be In Tijuana with the boys right now, but I couldn't just sit around down there and wonder what you were doing up here without me. I know in my heart that you are seeing someone else, and it's tearing me apart inside. I know you were never fully commited to me, and it seemed that we broke up more than we were together, but that's no excuse. No matter how our relationship was, I was never unfaithful to you. But you on the other hand, seem to do it all the time. That's right Lilly, I do hear things. And I see things too. I see you flirting with any and every guy that walks by you. Even when I'm standing right next to you with my arms around you.

But that's not why I'm writing this letter. I am writing this because I want you to know how much I love you. I am sitting here watching you wash cars, and It's breaking my heart. Seeing you and knowing that I can't fully touch you anymore. I don't want this to end. I never have. But I need you to tell me now. Tell me that you want to end things right this second. Tell me that you don't love me. Let me know so I can start moving on if there is nothing left of this relationship. I will do what I can to try and move on. I can only hope to forgive you one day. I know I can't change anything because that's just the way you are. You love guys, and guys love you. I need to save what is left of my heart. I need to take what's left and try to fix it. When you get this letter, please think about it as much as you can. I will meet you at you're house around 5 o'clock today.

Love always,

Logan

I'm speechless. I thought this note was supposed to prove Logan is innocent. But how can he be innocent if he was going to meet her at her house around 5 o'clock?

"Logan...I uh...I mean what happened. Did you meet her at her house?" I manage to get out as I look him in the face. That is until he turned his head to look down on the ground.

"Yea. I went there at 5 o'clock on the dot. But when I arrived, there were police cars everywhere. I managed to get inside the house, and that's when I saw Duncan sitting on a bench. But he was out of it. Rocking back and forth staring off into space. I asked him what was wrong, but he didn't seem to hear me. So I looked around, and noticed police tape around the pool area. I walk over and there she is. Dead and bleeding all over the walkway. I went to reach out to her in shock and disbelief, but the sheriff dragged me away. Later they questioned me, and I told them I was in Tijuana with Dick and Beaver, and I had just come back. That the first thing I wanted to do from coming back was see my girlfriend. And they believed me." Logan manages to get out between sniffles.

"Oh Logan. I'm so sorry." I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hug him. He squeezes back as hard as he can without hurting me.

I turn to Duncan. "Does any of this story sound familiar? Do you remember what happened?"

Duncan looks like he's deep in thought. Like he's concentrating so hard, he might bust a vein. "No! I can't remember a thing from that night. I don't know why, but my mind is just blank. I remember being at my soccer game, and the next thing I know, it's three days later. I don't remember a thing inbetween. You believe me don't you?" He asks that last part as if he's pleading with me.

"I can't take sides until I know what really happened."

"What are you trying to say?" Duncan asks suspiciously.

I take a deep breath. "What I'm trying to say is that until I find out what really happened, everyone is a suspect."

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Rockerchick224: Thanks lol!

Twisted3ljw: Lo no worries I didn't share you're theory. Hoep you like the direction I'm taking this

Simply Lily: Thank's for understanding my Wallace and Lilly, lol you're one of the few that got it. Yes Lilly was Veronica's imagination. Woo I'm glad you enjoyed that kiss :P lol how many times do I have to tell you that we think too much alike. (that's all I have to say about the killer thing...though not quite right.)

QueenCate: The mystery is moving quickly, but not as quick as you're thinking. And there's a reason why I'm having people be forthcoming. It's all about motive. Everyone has their own agenda...maybe there's a reason they want Veronica to look in the vents. And don't worry, I will have her dig deeper.