Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars or any of the characters.
I'm so sorry this took so long to update. I really struggled with this one. I just couldn't seem to know where to go from last chapter. It's not my greatest, but I do hope you enjoy it anyway. I can't garuntee updating sooner seeing as the holidays are coming up. I'll try my best.
Spoiler alert Lol this spoiler alert is for Roswell the t.v. show. Random I know, but it'll make sense when you read it.
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Now that everyone knew about Aaron Echolls and Lilly Kane, the reporters are back to hounding me. Only this time I'm not alone. Their following Logan and his family around as well. Dad caught wind of what has happened, and came home immedietly. Logan was now able to go home seeing how Aaron was spending his days and nights in jail. His court date is in a few days. Their going to ditermine wether or not he killed her.
Dad's first reaction was to pack up and move again, but this time I put my foot down. There is no way I'm doing that again. We fought over it tooth and nail, and he eventually caved in. Instead, the only time I was allowed to leave his side was when I went to school. I didn't mind so much because this was a good time to learn more tricks of the trade. Plus he paid me. I guess you could say I was the secretary.
School. Now their was a soar subject. Everyone was still pointing and staring and whispering. It was becoming a bit much. Logan and I were the topics of everyone's conversation. It was starting to become a bit much, even for me. Logan walked around angry all the time. Yelling at everyone who would stare at him, and even getting into fights. The reporters were having a field day with that. Calling him all kinds of names and writing all kinds of stories.
Everytime I saw the reporters, it would just remind me of what happened after Wallace died. Which by the way, was not helping my current mood. I would cry myself to sleep sometimes.
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"Hey Veronica!"
"Wallace!" I ran up to him and threw my arms around him. "I miss you so much!"
"Damn girl. I may be dead, but that doesn't mean I'm gone. I'm still here."
"I know, but it's just not the same." I look around and notice were in a park by a body of water. There are trees everywhere with the flowers flowing softly to the ground. Reminds me of that scene in Pleasantville. You know the one with Reese Witherspoon and Tobey Mcquire. Good movie. Oh and who could ever forget Paul Walker. Stop it Veronica, you're distracting you're self.
I look over and notice Wallace is sitting on a checkered blanket with a basket next to him. He motions for me to join him. "What no Lilly? I thought you too were attached at the hip or something." I say as I watch him root around in the basket.
"Nah. That was all you. After all, it is your dream. That makes it all you're doing. I'm just in you're imagination." This causes me to tear up because now all I can think of is Isabelle and Alex on Roswell. You know the episode where Alex died and Isabelle kept imaginging him in her head. I look over at Wallace, and he nods his head as if he can read my mind. "I can read you're mind because you are imaginging me. It's that simple." He hands me an apple. "Eat up."
I scrunch my nose and tilt my head. How can I eat something that's not really there? Wallace laughs. "Just because your dreaming about it doesn't mean you can't eat it. It's not like it's going to hurt you or anything. Go ahead. Take a bite."
I hesitate. What the hell. Why not. I take a big bite out of the apple. Mm. That's good. Wallace smiles. "You can imagine what it tastes like. That's why it's good."
I hand the apple back to Wallace and he takes a bite. "I'm glad you're hear, but why are you here?" Wallace puts down the apple. "Come on Veronica. You should know by now why I'm here. Tell me why I'm here."
I take a deep breath. "I need you're help. I know it sounds crazy. How can you possibly help me?" I stop. I know I keep rambling. I don't know why I'm so nervous. I should be happy that I can see my best friend again. But I can't stop thinking about Lilly.
"Well of course you can't stop thinking about me. I'm that fabulous!" I look to my other side and Lilly is laying down while resting on her elbows. She looks over at me and gives me a dazzling smile that sparkles in the sunlight. "Just say it Veronica. Say what you're dying to ask me."
"Did Aaron really kill you?" Slips out of my mouth. Lilly smiles. "Now was that so hard to say? Think Veronica. I can't really tell you the answer to that. But what does you're gut feeling say?"
"No." I shake my head. "How can I think no? All the signs point to him."
"So what's telling you no?" Wallace asks me.
"Honestly? Because it's too easy."
"Go on. Tell us what you're thinking."
"I'm just thinking about the clues. Of what I really know."
"So tell us." Lilly rolls her eyes as if she's impatient.
"Well. I know that Logan was supposed to be in Tijuana the day you were murdered. But he left early. Said he wrote you a letter to meet him. As far as I know, he showed up, but you were already dead. The sheriff questioned him, but he told them he had just gotten back. I assume that means his alibi holds up. Right? Please tell me he only came to see you after you were dead and not before." I plead with her. She looks at me with a sad face. "I'm sorry Veronica, but I can't answer that. I'm only here to help you sort out what you already know." I look over at Wallace with a pleading look. He shakes his head. "I'm sorry. I'm here for the same reason. We can't actually tell you what happened. You have to figure that out for yourself."
It's just so hard!" I fling up my hands in frustration. "I'm too attached. I'm blind to what's really happening. And it makes me mad. I just want to find justice. Is that too much to ask for?"
"Think Veronica, if you know that Aaron didn't do it? Then who do you think did it?" Wallace asks me. Incouraging me to continue thinking.
I sigh. "Well there's the obvious. Logan said Duncan was already there when he showed up. The reports say his parents found you. So that's Duncan, Jake and Celeste." I count them off on my finger. Then I shudder. "Logan. Umm no staff was on during the time." I rub my forehead. Thinking this hard was giving me a headache. Wallace gently rubs my back. "There you go Veronica. That leaves you with four witnesses. Work from there."
"Well Duncan was at a soccer game. Everyone knows that. The Kane's said they came home and found Duncan sitting on a bench. They went out back and discovered her, I mean you, already dead." I say as I look over at Lilly. Lilly nods her head. "Now you're getting somewhere."
"What are you talking about?" I raise my voice getting angry. "I'm not getting anywhere! I'm still on square one. I know all this! And it's not helping anyone!"
Wallace shakes his head. "You're still holding back. You're scared because you don't want it to be anyone of them. But in order to solve this, you need to let go."
"Let go Veronica."
"Let go."
"Veronica."
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"Veronica. Wake up." I groan and try to bury my head further into my pillow. The arms still continue to shake me. "Honey wake up." Not being able to fight it anymore, I wake up and look at my dad.
"Dad..." I sit up and wrap my arms around his neck. "What's wrong sweetie? Have another bad dream?" I look at him, and my eyes swell up with tears.
"You know you can tell me. I'm here for you." He rubs my back gently like Wallace did a few minutes ago in my dream. A tear fell from my eye. "I know Aaron didn't kill Lilly." It comes out sounding like a whisper. Dad pulls back and looks at me.
"Who did then?" I shake my head. "I don't know. All I know is that Jake, Celeste, Duncan and Logan are suspects." I hold my breath waiting for his reaction at Logan's name. "Logan? You're boyfriend Logan? Why is he a suspect?"
I look him straight in the eyes. "He didn't tell the police, but he left Tijuana the day Lilly died. He wrote a note to her asking her to meet him at her house at 5 o'clock that night. He said he arrived just in time to see the police there. That Lilly was already dead."
"So why is he still a suspect?" I shake my head not able to explain. "It's just the little things. That's all. I can't explain it."
"Ok that's fine. I just came in to tell you dinner is on the table. Please join me."
"Yea. I'll be out in a minute." When he leaves, I get up and take some aspirin. It seems the dream migrane was real. But if there was one thing I learned from my dream, it's this. It's time to let go to get to the bottom of this murder. Even if that means I have to accuse Logan. Please let me be wrong about Logan.
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