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i"Come on, Veronica we've had a long night. I'll take you home," said Logan. It was all he could think of saying. Veronica loved her dad, and she had a great relationship with him. He couldn't sympathize with what she was going through at the moment. If his dad died, he'd want to yell 'Thank You' to God at he top of his lungs.

As Logan and Veronica were walking out the door of the Grand Neptune, another police office approached them. "Mr. Echolls, we need to talk to you," stated the officer. A sense of urgency was evident in his voice.

"What now? We have already given our statements. It's late and all I want to do is get her home. She's been through enough. So, please tell me officer, what seems to be the problem now?" stated a clearly aggitated Logan yelled, "You need fingerprints, urine samples, to prove that what we said was the truth? What do you want?"

"Well, it has to do with your father," the officer quietly stated, "It seems that a Ms. Casablancas was in his suite with him. She found him shot in the head after she returned from taking a shower. He was dead when he got to the room. I'm very sorry. If you come with us, we can talk some more"

"Well, it seems that there is a god after all," a surprised, but relieved Logan said to the officer, "However, I think I have done enough talking to the police for one night. My previous statement still stands. My main priority is getting Veronica home right now."

"It's okay, Logan. You should stay here and find out what's going on with your father," a tired Veronica softly spoke, "I'm fine. I'm just going to go home and sleep."

"I'm not leaving you right now. You are more important to me than some person who walked away scott-free from murder among other charges. Let's go," Logan firmly stated. With that, the two walked out of the hotel leaving a slightly confused officer to his own thoughts.

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The ride to Veronica's apartment was quiet, neither saying a word. The silence lasted until they both entered the apartment and went to sit on the couch.

"I'm not sure what to say here. I'm never good at saying the right thing, but I'll be here if you want to talk or we can just sit," said Logan.

She looked in his eyes. It was full of sadness and concern. Veronica knew that Logan cared for her. Whatever she was going through, Logan was always there for her when she needed him. "What you just said is everything I needed to hear," Veronica said with a sad smile, "This night has just been filled with so much stuff. I kinda just need to think and process it all."

"Okay, whatever you need. I'm here. I'm not going anywhere," Logan reassured her. Those words of kindness broke the walls that Veronica was trying so hard to keep up. She didn't want Logan to see her cry, but Veronica couldn help it. Logan just held her as she sobbed all her pain and heartache away. "She doesn't deserve any of this," he thought.

When Veronice fell asleep, Logan carried her to her bed. He took off her shoes, making sure she was comfortable as he covered the bed sheets over her. 'In the morning, I'll make her breakfast', he thought.

In the morning, Logan attempted to make pancakes. 'This is a joke. How hard is it to make pancakes?' a frustrated Logan thought. He knew that Veronica loved pancakes, and he wanted nothing more give her some semlance of happiness. Just then Veronica entered the kitchen.

"Dad?" she said filled with hope that last night was all a bad dream. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry," was all Logan could manage to utter. He hated to see her so distraught. Soon after, as if a wish had magically been fulfilled, Veronica's dad entered, and Logan quickly left knowing that Veroncia needed this time to be with her dad. He would talk to her later./i

Just then Veronica woke up with a smile on her face. "Did you have a good dream?" an equally smiling Logan asked. "Nope. Even better," she simply stated, "I was remembering what a great boyfriend I have."

"Well, I obviously. I mean my name is Logan Echolls after all," joked Logan.

"Well, aren't we arrogant in the morning?" Veronica laughed, "How long have you been awake?"

"Just a few minutes. You look so beautiful and peaceful in your sleep," Logan said lovingly, "But you also talk in your sleep, you know?"

"Oh, really?" inquired Veronica, "What did I say?"

"You said that I was the best boyfriend ever, and that you were going to thank me all night long tonight in gratitude for my loving acts of kindness," said Logan half seriously, half joking.

"Oh, really?" said Veronica who was going along with this whole charade, but before she could reply, the sound of ringing invaded the apartment.

"It's my phone," both Logan and Veronica said at the same time. Somewhat worried, they each said "Hello" into their respective phones.

"Veronica, I need to talk to you..."

"Logan, I know you're probably busy, but it's important..."

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