Veronica Mars
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Author's Note: Thanks for all the reviews! This is the last chapter. I hope you all enjoyed it! Not much a plot, but I guess I was trying to figure out what would happen if Veronica just had to cope with something head-on for once, without the distractions of a case surrounding it. I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know and review
After the funeral Keith suggested that it might be time for Logan to head home for a few days. While Veronica and Logan were slightly annoyed at first, they both agreed a few days apart wouldn't hurt. Neither of them had been sleeping well leading to snappy arguments filled with words they didn't mean and Veronica desperately needed some time to herself to get her feet back on the ground.
The first few nights that Veronica actually got some sleep were rough. She wasn't sure which she hated more: waking up after a good dream, usually somehow including Wallace, just to realize he wasn't here anymore; or the nights she woke up gasping his name, having re-lived his death all over again. However painful, she was once again sleeping mostly through the night, which did make the days a little easier.
The other thing, which was helping a lot, was Logan's insistence that the two of them go out and "live a little" more often. They'd go to the movies, play putt-putt, go to dinner or walk on the beach as often as possible. It wasn't always easy, and there were many days when Veronica longed for Wallace's easy friendship. Not to mention the 101 things an hour, which reminded Veronica of Wallace. Logan was patient with her, and in tune to her feelings and moods, which even she knew, were hard to keep up with these days. Still, as the days went by, life slowly went back to normal.
Before Veronica knew it, a month passed by and Veronica decided to take her first trip to the graveyard since the burial. She didn't tell anyone where she was going; she wanted to have some time alone with Wallace. She missed their BFF bonding time.
There was a slight breeze but the sun beat down brightly on the newly grown grass. Veronica placed a shoebox with a small piece of paper taped to it in front of Wallace's headstone.
I miss you Wallace, and those words don't even begin to explain it. I miss sitting with you doing nothing, I miss telling you about my adventures and listening to yours. I miss your calm rationality, but most of all, I just miss my best friend. I hope wherever you are, you're happy…and surrounded by girls and basketball. Please look in on me from time to time, and keep an eye out for Lily. I think you two would get along really well. She loved to live life to the fullest…same as you. Enjoy the snicker doodles, and if you're not too much of a wuss, I taped the address of that girl whose phone number you wanted. Seeing as you can't call her, the phone number would be useless, but I'm hoping for your sake that being dead has its perks. Not that I condone this, but maybe you can "peek" in on her from time to time…if you get my drift (blegh!). Anyway, I need to go, or Dad and Logan might send out a search party. I love you BFF and I'll be back to visit soon.
And with that Veronica kissed her hand, touched it lightly to Wallace's headstone and walked off with the sun setting behind her. She felt a little better than when she came. Although Wallace was gone, Veronica realized that she would always be able to talk to him and he would always be there for her. More importantly, Veronica felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude to have known Wallace at all.
