New AN: Wow, you guys are so wonderful. :) I'm glad that you have given this story a chance, even if you aren't fans of the supernatural to begin with. And no, Ronnie wasn't turned into a vampire by Aaron, but the "rules" will be explained further in a couple chapters. I love the characters of the show, so I'm glad that I have been able to do them justice so far in this story. :D

I hate to be the bringer of bad news, but this story has an extremely high likelyhood of not being updated for the next month. I'm going to Spain (and at the end, Paris) for a study-abroad trip, so I doubt I'll have the time or energy to update. Sorry guys! I'll post up to chapter 16 though. And don't worry, I have every intention of finishing this story.

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Out of the corner her eye she noticed Logan approaching, gaze fixed on her. She slammed the locker shut and started heading in the opposite direction. She looked back: he was still following. She sped up, making a beeline towards the bathroom, her safe haven. He wouldn't dare follow her, would he?

The door swung open. Apparently, he would. Ignoring the cries of shock from the other girls, he confidently strode forward. Never taking his eyes off Veronica, he smirked at her frozen form. "Leave. Now," he commanded. After a moments reluctance, the others did so. Finally the two were alone.

"Ronnie."

"Logan," she replied slowly. Great. Just great.

His gaze swept over her, taking in her flustered look and increased breathe. Leaning back on to the counter, he casually spoke.

"So, how've you been?"

"Great. I have to get to class," she reseoned as she attempted to make a subtle escape. Logan quickly positioned himself in front of the door.

"Ouch! That hurt," he reprimanded her playfully, one hand over his heart.

Veronica opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't think up a single witty retort, or even form a simple sentence. He noticed her distress and his smile slowly faded.

"Veronica Mars, speechless? I never thought I'd see the day. What's wrong?"

She regained some of her composure. "Nothing. Things are just great. Now, I really do need to get to class."

"Nope. You aren't going anywhere until you tell me what's bothering you."

"Just one thing, or do you want a list?" she snapped impatiently. Under normal circumstances she would have been touched by his genuine concern, but the situation was far from ordinary. She was trapped in an enclosed area with her sort of ex-boyfriend...who just happened to be a vampire. She sadly smiled to herself that the events of a single night had once again impacted her life so profoundly.

"Ronnie."

"Don't Logan. Not now. I can't pretend that things didn't happen the way they did. I mean, I tried to kill your father."

"But you didn't. I did."

Talk about an uncomfortable moment. She bitterly laughed, then randomly threw out a question that she had been morbidly curious about. "So, how come...they can't die by bullets, but splinters kill?" As soon as it was out, she wished she had just kept her inquisitive to herself.

"They? Aren't you forgetting that I'm one too?"

"Like I could. Though I've tried, it's a bit hard to ignore that little fact."

"Why? There's nothing wrong with what I am," he responded defensively. "I don't see why you're making this into a big deal. We've been through worse."

"Really?" she asked in disbelief. "I just found out that the creatures of my nightmares actually exist. My dad and I were almost murdered by something that should only be a part of a horror story!"

"Is that what you think I am, Ronnie?" he asked quietly. "A monster?" All traces of emotion disappeared from his face as he stared at the motionless girl before him. Veronica knew he was hurt but she couldn't help him. Not this time. After a pause, his eyes flashed, then he turned and stalked out. She flinched as the door slammed shut behind him.

That went well.

TBC