"What are you doing here?" Logan croaked as he began to pace the cell, never taking his eyes off his father. There were no places to hide i cell.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here son?" Aaron Echolls retorted.

"Isn't this where they put accused murderers?" he said wearily, this couldn't be happening… "why are you here?" he repeated. Logan had to fight to resist the urge to try and claw the walls for a way out. If his father was here…. Where was Veronica? Logan needed to see her now more than ever.

"I guess our Sheriff has a soft spot for family… seems this is what it takes to get a visit out of you huh?" Aaron answered as he approached Logan slowly.

"Yeah… I just needed a little bit of time… you know to process how you tried to murder my girlfriend after you bashed the other ones head in…?" Logan accused him, doing his best to stay five feet away from his father at all time. Logan had filled out a lot this summer, his shoulders were broader and he had been working out a lot more but there are monsters that even time and growth can't help you shake the fear of. They shared the same DNA but something in Aaron Echolls coding had gone seriously wrong, he had come out twisted and angry. There was no light in this man in front of him, his soul was an abyss and it pulled everything good and pure into its wake and destroyed it.

"Logan… I did make some mistakes… but I never killed Lilly Kane" Aaron declared firmly, giving his best Oscar worthy performance yet, the words were lies of course. Logan had been to the hospital with Veronica to visit Keith Mars as he recovered from that night of the fire; he had seen the scars on the man's arms he had gotten when he had pulled his daughter from the flames. He hadn't seen the tapes personally, but it had been bad enough to bring the force of the Neptune Sheriff's department down on one of the most influential figures in their community. Duncan had seen those tapes, Logan had heard Veronica screaming for help in her sleep sometimes in the weeks after his father's arrest when she had fallen asleep against his chest while they were watching movies at his house. Part of the problem of your bogey man being an A List Movie Star, is he would show up on commercials, in films and magazines every place you went. Logan had done his best to avoid seeing him… but there was no escape here.

"Oh… so you just screwed my girlfriend and taped it for your home collection?" Logan spat at him.

"I don't expect forgiveness Logan… but you have no idea what really happened that day… if you would just let me explain…" Aaron implored him, those dark brown eyes stalked Logan around the room as he continued to move away from him, he sounded so reasonable... so sure of his own truth. He genuinely believed the lies he was telling Logan.

"So what… you tried to kill Veronica to maintain your innocence?" Logan demanded. He felt sick… his father was trying to manipulate him, trying to twist the truth the way he always did. It was never abuse… something Logan had done was always the reason for the beatings… he had always brought it on himself… What had he ever done that was so wrong to deserve to be trapped in here with this monster?

"I-I just snapped…. I lost it… I tried to calm her down… I tried to talk to her… but she ran from me and I just…" Aaron explained, his tone was smooth, the words poured from him like whiskey. He shook his head when he realised that Logan wasn't buying into his lies. "You don't have to believe me… but you will see… I have faith that the real killer will be caught Logan…" he promised, putting his hand on Logan's shoulder and squeezing down hard. "You will see" he assured him.

Logan shrugged him off and moved to the other side of the cell away from him.

"Let me help you Logan…. I'll make some calls.. I'll get you a team of lawyers… the best… we have to stick together son" Aaron told him.

"I am not your son…." Logan told him coldly. "You lost the right to help me when you ruined my life…" his voice was breaking now. He was losing control. Images of Lilly's crime scene video were replaying on a loop now in his head… he heard the sound of Veronica's sleeping voice begging for help. He didn't belong in this place he was nothing like this evil bastard who poured out lies like it was honey.

"You will always be my Son, Logan. We are blood…" Aaron corrected. They may have been blood, but Logan was absolutely nothing like his father. He could never have done something like this. The fact that people thought it of him scarred more deeply than he would ever admit to himself. He hadn't been responsible for killing Felix Toomes, but he was being punished for it anyway.

"Kid, you ready to Shawshank your way out of here?" Cliff McCormack asked as he stood at the doors of the cell, holding the paperwork.

"I can go?" Logan repeated in shock.

"Within the city limits yes… you will be fitted with an ankle monitor and you have to surrender your passport and driver's license" Cliff explained.

"Done" Logan agreed, stepping away from his dad and waiting by the door eagerly.

"I still advise you to get yourself a real lawyer" Cliff McCormack told him, regarding the two men carefully. There weren't many people around who didn't know the history of the Echolls family saga, but the adoring public didn't know about Logan's nightmares.

"I don't know… you are doing pretty good so far" he thanked. Logan couldn't climb out of the cell quick enough; he barely even stopped to look over his shoulder as he followed Cliff to the interrogation room to have his monitor fitted.

"I'll be home soon Son" Aaron called after him.

Logan felt his heart racing as he lifted his belongings from the tray and grabbed for his phone… 3 missed calls and 2 texts from Veronica. He braced himself for the worst… closing his eyes he dialled his voicemail and heard her voice.

"Hey baby.. I really have to talk to you… it's important! Please call me back" she sounded panicked. Did she know where he was being taken?

"Logan… this is really really important… please call me" she asked again in the second voicemail, what could have been so urgent?

He flicked his phone menu to read her messages.

"I'm at your place.. where are you? V"

"I'm heading to my dad's office… can you stop by?"

He almost crumpled to the floor in relief, she was ok… and she wanted to talk to him. He needed to see her. To touch her, to check she was ok, the panic in his chest wouldn't settle until he was holding her.

"Hello?" a soft female voice answered.

"Veronica?" he sobbed, the sound of her voice warmed him.

"Logan! Where have you been?" she gasped, she sounded worried.

"I'll tell you when you get here… I'm at our lovely Sheriff's Department… can you come get me?" he begged. They had taken his driver's license and he was now fitted with a mobile tracker, part of the conditions of his release was the surrender of all modes of transport which may aid an escape attempt.

"I'll be right there…" she promised.