Alright all you lovelies, I'm very sorry that I didn't update the past two night, Sunday I was watching the rerun of Donut Run, and last night I was slowly murdering myself at the gym. This chapter is a little longer to make up for it, and who knows? I might post another tonight or in the AM! ROCK ON FOR THE STATE OF THE UNION! –falls over-

THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE REVIEWS! FanficFairy514, wantingchino, LJ and eternalgorithum. You all get 1000 points. ;-)

I surely do hope you all enjoy this!

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NEED A BREAK CH.6 React

Veronica burst into her apartment in front of her dad and threw her heavy book back to the floor before walking down the hall to her bedroom.

"Veronica, honey," Keith called after her and followed. He stood outside of Veronica's locked door and sighed. "Veronica, come out here, we can talk."

"No- no I really don't think we can anymore." She answered from her waterbed and reached under her pillow for her personal CD player.

"Veronica, you have to admit that after this year I don't have much of a reason to take your word anymore." He jumped back when something heavy hit the door and nearly growled before shouting back. "I really don't think that's going to help anything, now get out here and talk!"

That tone was enough to make Veronica's skin crawl... she couldn't believe that her father would ever say things like that to her. After another second listening to her dad threaten to ground her and bust down the door and keep her inside forever, she sat up and threw essentials in a bag for a few days and climbed out her window. She threw the bag in her car before walking back to the apartment, ducking inside as her father was trying to sweet talk the door, and took her backpack before she left.

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Logan was still too paranoid to take a shower by the time Veronica called him back.

"Now what was it that you wanted to pick with me? A bone?" She asked before he could even get a word in.

"Hey, now's not a good time, the maintenance lady's gonna be here soon and she is oh-so-fine. Can you meet me at your apartment in thirty?" He asked, looking at each light fixture, expecting to find a mic, (not that he actually knew what to look for).

"Nope."

"No?"

Veronica inserted a key card into a lock at a Motel 8 that was about 17 miles from her house. She figured The Camelot would be a dead give away, and the Grand was too expensive, so she crossed town and decided to use one of the spare untraceable phones and leave hers off- yanno, just to throw off her dad for a while.

"It's tented for termites." Veronica answered in a flat voice. "Where else can we rendezvous?"

"I was thinking of going for a dip somewhere." He was met with dead silence for almost a full fifteen seconds. "Veronica?"

"You wanna take a dip?" She repeated back before setting down her bags on the bed and looking around.

"Yes, Veronica, I want to swim. Problem with that?" Logan was already packing up things to take with him as Veronica stuttered on the other side of the line. "You can wear a one-piece if you want." He humored her with a grin that he wished she could see.

"Tell me what's wrong with the pool there?"

"The pool boy gives me looks. How about we meet me at the Taco Hut by the school and we'll go from there."

"Whatever." She gave in, not even wanting to know what was going on in Logan's pea-brain.

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Logan ditched his car in the parking lot of the Burger Stop and took a Taxi to a neighboring Frank Meyer to buy a pair of new trunks and sandals, then directed the cabby to the Taco Hut.

Veronica was sitting at an outside picnic table near the store with a small drink cup. "Riding in style, as always." She observed without moving when he stepped out of the cab.

"Hey- do you have you have your phone on you?" He asked and she gave him a sideways look. Logan could tell right then and there that she had figured out pretty much what he was up to.

"No, but I have a phone. Why the cab, Sydney Bristow?"

"Just get in." He answered with a smirk and the two of them were off for a dip in the pool at the exact fitness center that Veronica had pictured Kendall in so many months ago.

Veronica waited until the both of them were stripped and changed, then in the pool before asking, "So, what? You think the Feds are after you like white on rice because you smuggled Duncan across the border?"

Logan decided to ignore this.

Veronica stilled herself completely from where she was waving her arms slowly over the top of the water. "Ok, most of that was supposed to be a joke."

"Has he talked to you yet?" Logan asked, looking around the pool, mainly to avoid the look of Veronica in her two-piece... he figured she'd done that just to spite him.

"Duncan?" She asked, moving slightly so that she was back in his line of vision, and he nodded. "No. There are traces everywhere; everyone thinks I had something to do with this. Why would he call me? Why would he call anyone?"

"He was supposed to get a phone number to you."

Veronica once again stilled and looked off into space. "Phone number?" She mumbled before looking back to Logan.

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-sigh- ok. This is finally getting where I need it to get lol. I can assure you all, that though Daddy-kins seems a little OOC, I think it's time for him to reach the end of his rope with Veronica. Not that I want her to get locked up or anything! But I think he's VERY patient with her lately, especially in Donut Run. So I make him explode a little.

And now let's all take a moment to imagine Logan in the pool. Aaaand done.

TBC and LET ME KNOW HOW IT'S GOING!