A/N –FINALLY! I've had this written for a few days, butit wouldn't let me upload.I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter. Thanks everyone who reviewed. I expect lots
Disclaimer – I don't own them, Rob Thomas does though.
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In 30 seconds everyone flashed through my mind. My relationship with Duncan. Lilly's Death, My Mom and Logan. The one thing that hit me most was that I couldn't tell anyone how I felt about them. I thought I was going to die; bullets were being shot at me. I didn't know if I'd been hit, I was too much in shock to realize anything. It wasn't until I felt Logan on top of me that I realized that I was okay. He had jumped in front of a bullet for me.
"And you wanted me to stay in the car." Logan whispered as he got up and grabbed Veronica in what seemed like a second.
Logan ran for the door and the bullets kept coming. "Fuck." He got hit, for me?
His one arm fell to his side and she fell onto her feet. "Are you okay?" He took a while to answer; he looked like he was in pain. "I've had worse, just keep running towards the car." He's always trying to act strong.
They got the car and Veronica hopped into the drivers seat. Logan opened the door with the arm that wasn't hurt and hopped into the front passengers seat. "Drive!" he yelled. You can hear the pain in his voice.
The ride home was quiet; there was nothing to say. What do you say to someone who just saved your life? Veronica looked over to see him, his face was filled with pain and the arm of his shirt was filled with blood. I have to say something.
"Thanks." Wow creative, thanks.
Logan didn't reply he was in too much pain to talk. He nodded and tried to force a smile.
Veronica pulled into the Hospital "Let's get you looked at."
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"You didn't have to bring me here." I can look after myself, just like she insists she can look after herself.
"Logan you're bleeding and hurt, I think I did." Logan tried his best to look like he was fine. "Why can't you just accept that you need help?"
"Why can't you?" The look on her face makes me regret saying that. I hate it when she's upset, especially if it's my doing.
Veronica walked him up to the front desk and she put his hand into his front pocket to take out his wallet.
"Oh Veronica, playing frisky in front of this nice nurse." Logan managed to get out as he smiled.
"Funny how you manage to say the stupid things, but you can't reply to Thanks." What was I supposed to say? Your welcome was an option, but I don't go with the obvious replies.
Veronica pulled his health card out of his wallet and began filling out the papers. When she finished she took a seat next to him in the waiting area.
"Want me to call Laura?" Oh, I forgot she still thinks I'm dating Laura.
"Nah." I'd rather be spending the time with you.
"Okay." Veronica secretly smiled to herself.
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While Logan went into the room with the doctor, Veronica decided to work on the case.
So Maria, what are your motives? You obviously wanted me to get hurt, but why? Are you working with someone that has an issue with me, or did I do something to you. What about Bobby, was that whole story a fake too?
Veronica logged onto her laptop and searched for Maria's files in her database. She looked around her files for anything that could help the case, but nothing was interesting. She was about to give up when she found a link to a newspaper article. The article talked about a group of students that secretly sold drugs thorough a house an hour east of Neptune. There wasn't much detail but the article did mention names. 'Emaria Nuvalia' was the only one that stuck out. Emaria Nuvalia, E.N. and of course it's Maria. Her name is actually Emaria; Maria is just easier to say. So Maria, what did you do with Bobby, and what do I have to do with any of it.
Veronica stopped researching when she heard Logan coming out of the room. "Your boyfriend is as good as new."
"He's not…" Veronica stopped. Why bother explaining, this guy is never going to see us again. "He's not going to be in pain is he?" She said instead.
"He may feel some pain, but I've given him a prescription for painkillers."
"Thanks Doctor." Logan said as he walked towards the elevator door.
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Veronica drove Logan to his house and helped him up to the suite. "You take good care of yourself, no heavy drinking and hardcore action." Veronica laughed at her own petty joke. "You can call me if you need anything."
"Aren't you being little miss helpful." Logan smiled.
"Alright, I'm going to get going." Veronica looked over to Logan to see that his smile had faded. "What?"
"I don't want to stay here alone, with my arm and everything." Logan asked, with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Logan, Duncan's in there and I don't know it would be weird." Veronica replied sincerely.
"Weird because of Duncan, or weird because it's me?" Logan questioned.
"Both." At least she's telling the truth. "Plus, you won't be alone because Duncan is there."
"Yeah I guess." I'd rather spend the night with you.
Veronica could see the sadness in his eyes. She couldn't understand why he wanted her to stay with him. "You could spend the night at my house, my dad is off chasing bail jumpers." She could then see the transition from sadness to happiness in his eyes.
"Let's hit the road."
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"Are you hungry or thirsty or anything?" Veronica asked as she sat him down on the couch.
He shook his head no. They were tired and he was in pain, they were eager to get to sleep.
"My bed is more comfortable, you can sleep there and I'll sleep on the couch." Veronica smiled as she got herself a drink from the fridge.
"I'm fine on the couch." Logan said, laying down.
"Are you sure, with your arm the bed might be a bit better." Veronica said, sitting in the armchair next to the couch.
"Yeah."
After a few minutes his eyes began to feel heavy and he fell asleep. Veronica propped his head up with a pillow and covered him with a blanket. She sat on the chair and fell asleep while watching a movie.
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The next morning Logan woke up before Veronica. He saw her sleeping on the armchair. That must be uncomfortable. He laughed at how awkward she looked sitting sleeping in the big chair.
He got his good arm and propped her back up and he lifted her with his knee and his bad arm. Ouch, this kills.
Veronica's eyes opened. "What are you doing?" She looked at the pain in his face. He didn't reply to her. "Logan your arm!"
He put her onto the couch and sat down next to her. "You looked uncomfortable."
She didn't know how to reply. "Do you want breakfast?"
"No, I think I'm going to head out."
"Okay, remember to take your painkillers every-"
"6 hours with a full stomach." He finished the sentence.
She walked him to the door and they stood outside staring at each other for a minute. She remembered all the things that had happened in the past few days. He had saved her, protected her and no matter how much pain he was in, tried to make her feel comfortable.
As she stared into his beautiful brown eyes, she didn't know how to feel. He had always been there for her, to save her, to comfort her and to make her smile.
Without thinking, she leaned up and she kissed him.
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