Hello there, everyone, how's it going? Counting days until season 2? Yeah, I thought so... there are stills of the first episode already (no spoilers! Promise!), I just couldn't resist. Since there's no storyline yet, I feel comfortable complaining about Veronica's stupid, weird, ugly hair! I mean, what the hell? Her hair was so beautiful! Ahem, ok, then, moving on...
First off, forever thanks to wildhorses's, who, in addition to being my lovable Beta-Reader has a really cute story here called "fallout".
Second of all, a huge thanks to everyone who reviewsed my story! I can't tell you how good it feels to read a good feedback, though, if you have any bad feedbacks, go right ahead! Also, to Sailor Grape (Hee), who asked about the title of this story: it's what I thought after the third time I watched LITB and got over the shock... because, after all, all the finale happened because of Beaver, so I imagine Logan would probably also think to himself 'Gee, thanks a lot, buddy,' if he ever finds out he was the one who ratted him out. So there.
Ok, I know, way to long A.Ns, but I do enjoy them... I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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Logan reached the hospital before Duncan. He looked around, completely sober now, and tried to understand why he was there exactly.
Then, a split second later, a crowd of people entered. Sheriff Lamb was there. Two other cops, two doctors and two paramedics were also present. Moments later, Logan panicked as he realized Aaron Echolls was also there, lying on a hospital bed.
The doctors barked instructions as they all entered a surgery room with Logan following closely behind in a state of shock. Oh, so that's why Duncan wanted me to come? Because my dad apparently got into a brawl with the governor or something?
"What happened?" he finally managed to ask as the doctor stitched his father's cheek. He noticed his father's eyes were open. "Dad, what happened?"
Lamb looked at him pretty sympathetically, which was totally unnerving and just plain weird. "Maybe you should wait outside kid," he said, "I think it might be better."
Logan shook his head, "No way. I'm not leaving."
The sheriff shrugged, "Suit yourself. I still think…"
"I'm not leaving," Logan snapped, "you can't make me."
Lamb shrugged again and turned to the doctor, "Is he lucid?"
"I'm not sure," the doctor murmured, "Mr. Echolls, can you hear me?"
It really pissed Logan off when people knew his father's name when they weren't supposed to.
Aaron looked dazed.
"I don't think he's lucid enough," the doctor said, "he might be in shock. Mr. Echolls?"
"I'm not saying anything without my lawyer," came Aaron's weak response.
The doctor shrugged, "Give it a try."
Lamb took a deep breath, "Alright then, by the book. Aaron Echolls, you're being placed under arrest for one count of obstruction of justice…"
That's it? Logan thought, more than a little disappointed.
"Two counts of assault in the first degree," the sheriff continued. Logan was beginning to feel rather joyful, he hoped the list grew longer.
"The murder of Lillian Kane," he said, side glancing at Logan, "and the attempted murder of Veronica Mars," he finished quickly, probably anticipating Logan's nervous breakdown, "you have the right to remain silent…"
Logan blinked: "What?"
"Everything you say can and will be used against you…" Lamb continued, ignoring him. This was his shining moment, his crowning glory and he wasn't about to be interrupted.
"What did you just say?" Logan gasped.
He got no response from the other two cops, who were staring at his dad with amazement and awe, as if he had just saved a baby from a fire, not tried to burn a girl alive.
With his gut twisting painfully, Logan walked out of the surgery room. He spun around, trying to find someone to explain the situation to him. His first instinct was to look for Veronica, but just thinking about her made his ears ring with the words 'attempted murder'. His second choice was Duncan. He had sent for him, he damn well better explain what was going on!
Instead of Duncan, another entourage of people arrived. This group had only one doctor, two paramedics and a single stretcher.
The person on the stretcher was Keith Mars. He seemed to be suffering from some pretty bad looking burns and some mild bruising. He was conscious.
"Logan?" he seemed surprised to see him, and maybe he was a little drugged too, "Where's Veronica?"
Logan felt desperate, how the freaking hell should I know? But luckily Keith was wheeled away before he had to provide an actual answer. Another similar crowd followed, only this time the man on the stretcher was some ugly guy he didn't know. And Logan was not known for caring too much about strangers. He assumed this was the second "assault in the first degree".
He was starting to sweat. If the assault charges were, obviously, true, it meant that Veronica was going to be wheeled in at any minute. The thought terrified him. Where the hell was Duncan?
Like in a bad movie, with cheesy dramatic cues, Duncan waltzed into the hospital, right on time. He had one arm around Veronica, half supporting her as they walked through the hall. Logan's heart shattered to pieces when he saw them together like that, but it broke even more as he took in Veronica's appearance.
Her face, aside from being extremely pale, was covered in a large painful looking bruise extending under her eye, she also had a bleeding wound on the side of her forehead and she was stained with what looked like smoke. She was limping, her clothes – a waitress uniform? – were slightly scorched and her knuckles were bleeding.
Duncan and Veronica seemed to be in the middle of an argument.
"Come on Veronica," Duncan urged, and although he sounded worried, he also sounded immensely relieved, "medical care is needed."
Veronica looked a little hazy as she argued stubbornly: "But I want to see my dad."
Duncan chuckled wearily, "Your dad will be fine. Come on, let's go."
She shook her head and tried to resist his dragging, "I feel fine, really, just some…" she suddenly looked up and noticed Logan standing in the middle of the hallway, looking completely lost.
"Logan?" she called happily and they both approached him, "You came, I knew you'd come," she beamed.
Logan felt the sudden urge to kiss her. After a long and horrible day without her, he felt like he really needed her. Regardless of the fact that she was the cause of the horrible events of the past day.
Instead, he grabbed her as gently as he could by the shoulders, taking her away from a reluctant Duncan, "What happened to you?" he asked fiercely, his concern evident.
Veronica just kept smiling tenderly, "I knew you'd forgive me," She whispered. "I meant what I said in that message."
His heart shattered again. He looked into her eyes and he could actually feel his heart shattering. She looked so fragile, like someone had tried to break her, (his father, good god!) and just barely failed. He brushed a strand of bloody hair from her face and glanced at Duncan, who looked just as heartbroken as he felt.
He was about to ask him what happened when suddenly Veronica collapsed in his arms. With a rush of panic, Logan held her and looked around, trying to find someone, anyone. "We need a doctor here!" he called desperately, trying to support her non-existent weight.
Duncan held her from behind and joined Logan in calling for a doctor. And soon enough, one approached them, followed by a nurse with yet another stretcher.
"She was just fine a second ago," Duncan muttered as he and Logan placed Veronica on the stretcher, "I don't know what happened."
The doctor nodded and pressed a stethoscope to Veronica's chest. He listened for a few seconds before saying to the nurse, "Shallow beats. My guess is internal bleeding. Her breathing is erratic, she may also have a punctured lung." He instructed the nurses to take her straight to the ER.
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