Title: You'll find beauty in the toughest of places
Author: moonie
Pairing/Character:Veronica, Weevil, Logan
Word Count: 762 (I think)
Rating: G
Summary: Weevil goes to Veronica for help.

"Got a bill here for… Miss Sally's ballroom dance school?" Wallace looked to Veronica with a smirk.

"Don't ask," she grabbed it with a grin. "That goes in the 'cover' pile."

"So how is filing a 'privileged look into the PI world?"

"There are many levels to get through, young Fennel. It's not all car chases and damsels in distress," she shook her head.

"Do I get badges?"

"I can make you some."

"Cool," he nodded as they got back to work. He picked up another bill and snickered.

"Alright," she snatched it away with a roll of her eyes.

A moment later, the door opened and in walked Weevil. The look on his face expressed something so unlike what they had come to expect, that both Veronica and Wallace stood.

"Can we talk?" he addressed Veronica, indicating the private office.

"Keep at this?" she turned to Wallace before guiding Weevil aside.

"Yeah," Wallace nodded. Once in the office, Veronica closed the door and turned to Weevil.

"What's up?"

"I… I have to ask for a favor." Seeing clearly that this wasn't time for jokes, Veronica asked, "What do you need?"

"My niece is missing."

"What?"

"I don't want to take this to the cops. They don't have the best track record, you know?"

"Well are you sure? She could be at a friend's, or…"

"She's not."

"When's the last time you saw her?"

"This morning, I dropped her off at school. She didn't get on the bus back."

"Okay. I'll call my father, and…"

"No way. He'll call Lamb and those guys."

"He won't, not if I ask him not to."

"What makes you so sure he won't do it anyway?"

"Look… I know you don't trust people much, and in this town I don't blame you… But you can trust my dad." She waited a moment, and finally he nodded. "Okay… I'll have to bring Wallace into this too, we could need him."

"Whatever you say." Veronica went to open the door and signal Wallace in before heading for the phone.

Twenty minutes later, Keith Mars entered the office to find the three of them there.

"Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. Got those pictures?" he asked his daughter.

"Yeah," she handed him one of the copies they'd made.

"Okay, I'll take the school and surroundings. Wallace, you have the list of locations to check out?" Keith asked him. He nodded, showing the sheet they'd had Weevil write out.

"And we'll take the neighborhood," Veronica indicated Weevil.

"Let's go," Keith agreed after a moment.

As the search wore on, Veronica and Weevil got to talking. The silence only brought worry into the mix at increasing levels.

"It'll be dark soon," Weevil looked up to the sky.

"We'll find her," Veronica tried to reassure him. It wasn't a regular thing to see him worried like this. It was odd, but also made her even more concerned.

A moment later, Veronica's phone rang. She quickly picked up.

"Dad?"

"Not really." She closed her eyes.

"Logan. What is it? I'm kind of busy."

"Right, I won't keep you. I'll just go back to this little girl who bears a striking resemblance to the one in the pictures your father was showing around and tell her…"

"Wait, back it up," she asked Logan, stopping Weevil at the same time.

"Yeah, found her wandering about aimlessly. Took her to my place."

"Okay, hang tight," she hung up. "She's at Logan's." Off the confused look he gave her she went on. "Yeah, we'll figure it out there."

"Let's go." They hurried off, Veronica calling the others off.

When they got to Logan's, they found the girl sitting by the television with some cookies, Logan at her side. When she saw her uncle, she jumped up to hug him.

"What happened? Where'd you go?"

"I got lost…" she spoke in a small voice.

"She was freaked, got her in here with the cookie/cartoon combo. She got over it," Logan shrugged. Weevil stood straight as he looked up to him. His gaze was focused, and the words halted at his face, hard to vocalize. "You should get her home. I'm sure people are waiting for you." Weevil took his niece's hand and they left.

"Thanks," Veronica spoke as they were left alone. Logan nodded. "Well I should get home."

"Right," he continued to nod.

A moment's pause later, she turned and walked off. He watched her go, then finally closed the door.