Song for this scene: Picture This– Never Change.

Deputy's Briar and Owens showed up about fifteen minutes after Keith Mars had left and took Dick Casablanca's with them to the Sheriff's Department, Logan had barely spoken as Veronica had picked up her computer and started to review the pictures from the Real Estate catalogue from their FBLA pamphlets and compared them to the hotel properties that were in the surveillance pictures from her three days following Kendall. He watched as she flicked through the images, trying to understand what she could possibly be thinking?

"Veronica…" he said finally breaking the silence as he put the ice pack back onto the kitchen counter.

"I am not going anywhere…" she told him firmly.

"I can't be the reason you fight with your dad" he pleaded.

"You aren't" she sighed as she looked up from the screen and smiled a little. "This is my choice… it's about time that him and Wallace and Duncan started listening to me instead of trying to make my decisions for me" she declared.

"Dick told you?" Logan sighed.

"About Duncan's little tirade? Yea he mentioned it" she confirmed as she walked over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Maybe he has a point Veronica… I'm no good for you" he said quietly.

"Then don't think of it like that.. I am good for you.. I love you Logan Echolls. I am not leaving you" she promised.

"How can you stay with me?" he asked. He still had to push against his ribs so make sure the pain would convince him the last few days had been real.

"Well… you do have this very talented way of pinning me down.." she flirted as she moved his hands to her breasts.

"You trying to tell me you are only with me for my body?" he teased, as he felt her nipples hard against the soft coral fabric.

"You have no idea how important you are to me, and I have no idea how to explain it to you" she whispered as she tugged on his belt. Logan felt his pulse quicken, someone who saw how messy, how hard to handle and moody he could be, how much of a train wreck his life was and stayed? That was love. It was the kind of love he had always craved.

To hell with Keith Mars and Duncan Kane. Logan was going to keep her, she was his he thought possessively as he stood up from his seat and spun her so she was facing the counter, her back to him.

"I think I have an idea" he murmured as he ran his hands along her thighs and up under the dress grabbing hold of her panties and pulling them down over her ass. He rubbed a finger against her clitoris and held her against him while he played with her, she gasped in surprise and he kissed her neck, she was pinned between him and the counter top. He felt like he was possessed. "I love you Veronica" he confessed. "I wouldn't know how to walk away from this now if I tried"

There it was the truth that haunted them both. She traced her fingers along his arm and turned her head to look into his brown eyes. Her lips brushed against his and she whimpered a little when he slid his finger inside her.. "Are you ever not so wet around me?" he sighed next to her ear, his breath was hot against her neck.

"I've had to take a lot of cold showers…" she confessed, her breathing was heavy and she gripped the counter top, she could feel her toes curling. "Christ Logan…." She swore as he spread her legs a little and rubbed her clitoris again.

"So you think about me a lot?" he smiled, kissing her cheek. It was amusing to him how easily she could be interrogated when he teased her like this; usually it was her tormenting him with random left field questions.

"Yes…" Veronica admitted.

"I'm going to confess Veronica.. the thought of you naked and pining away for me in the shower… it makes me little disappointed you never came over…" Logan teased, kissing her neck, he felt her begin to twitch around his fingers. "I've wanted you for so long…" he sighed as she cried out, throwing her head back against his shoulder. If she wasn't leaving… it meant he would be able to wake up with her tomorrow morning.

If she'd known what she had been missing… she thought as she bent over the counter, a little dizzy from the explosion of sensations between her legs.

"Logan…?" she gasped as he took his hands away for a moment, she heard him unbuckling his jeans and then his hands gripped her hips and he delved himself into her, filling her, he was so large in this position and she had to step up onto the wooden bar on the chair beside her to stop him from lifting her off the floor completely.

"Sorry Sugarpuss, I couldn't wait this time" he groaned as he held her against him and began to thrust eagerly. She panted helplessly, pinned between his thrusts as he pounded into her and the cool marble kitchen counter top. Were they so deliriously starving for each other now they couldn't even stop to take their clothes off anymore? Her petite body clenched around him and he inhaled sharply, he kissed her neck, his hands gripping her inner thighs, propping her up a little.

Yes.. he really was a selfish bastard. Logan would sell his soul for this.

Her warm wet body gripping his shaft while she moaned his name, sweat running down her back as her heart raced as he fucked her. Hot, passionate, crazy wild sex, of course… but it was more than that.

She was his home… if home was where the heart is.. his belonged to her. She could ask anything of him and he would break himself to do it. He remembered the day he first looked into her eyes outside the Camelott when she had kissed him shyly and he had felt his entire world flip. The best relationships often start unexpectedly his grandfather had told him once. Falling in love with her had been beyond his control.

He gasped as he felt her body begin to spasm around him, he lost count of the amount of times he had watched her orgasm but it never ceased to be gratifying. Thank god he had no staff here.. they could be as loud as they wanted. What he had with her… he didn't ever want with anyone else. He grew very still as he came deep inside her, his head resting against her shoulder and she continued her little aftershocks and he pulled away from her, helping to pick her up onto the seat beside them.

They both breathed heavily.

"That was intense.." she told him shakily as he looked at her flushed cheeks, running his hand through his hair and nodded in agreement.

"You are pretty much, basically, kind of, sorta always on my mind" He confessed.

"Wearing knee socks…" she teased.

"Particularly at Christmas… do you remember last year before the Poker game.. when your dad had you working at the mall in that Elf uniform?" Logan admitted as he pulled up his trousers and stepped closer to her.

"You remember that?" Veronica asked incredulously. The Neptune Mall had been convinced that some of the seasonal Christmas staff had been secretly shoplifting things from the parent's shopping bags when the kids went in to visit Santa, and Veronica had been sent in undercover in a ridiculously revealing Elf outfit complete with candy cane style red and white stockings. Logan had been dating that Bimbo Kayla at the time and they had taken her little brother to the Mall to see Santa, he had also "accidentally" poured his ice water over her costume and left her soaking wet for almost an hour while she stood in the line trying to get the money shot.

"I should have been throwing that ice drink over myself… I think I have a picture of you dressed like that somewhere in my old phone.." he admitted.

"Logan!" she scolded and gave him a playful slap on the shoulder.

"What? It's not my fault you are so hot… and that I've always been a little crazy for you" he confessed. Even when he had tried his best to hate her.

"Or that you are such a festive perv?" she grinned.

"I am… but what do you say we continue this in my room? It's been a long day.. I've missed you" he said cupping her face and kissing her.

"You… are such.. a Ho.. Ho… Ho…" she said in between his kisses as he picked her up and carried her towards his bedroom.

*****Have a good holiday folks. I'm going to give this story a wee break until after boxing day… thought I'd leave it on a little high note for the festive season*****