Chapter 11: When God closes a door he occasionally closes a window as well.
Episode Guide: A frame job tests Logan and Veronica's new relationship, a counselling session gives absolution. Logan finds a new friend and a dear one.
Logan's POV
I blink a few times taking in the sight of Veronica's darkened bedroom. A few open case files lay open on her desk along with the crime stoppers tip tape she successfully flirted out of the evidence locker. My bloody shirt is folded beside a glass of water but the little homey touch does little to quell the sense of foreboding I feel when I realize the bed is missing a certain blonde detective. I can hear her clanging around the kitchen attempting to be quiet and probably figuring out a plan to let me down easy. The door creaks open and I shut my eyes as she tiptoes in desperate to maintain the illusion of our relationship for another few minutes. Instead of the awkward encounter I image she is peppering my jaw line with light kisses causing me to grunt in a mix of appreciation and annoyance at being woken.
"Wake up sleepyhead" She whispers after landing a kiss by my ear. I pull her on to me and bury my head into her hair in a show of disagreement. "I made pancakes."
"Hm I thought I smelt something burning." Her eyes hold no regret or anything else but adoration and a little disgruntlement that I insulted her cooking, To be fair I have good reason.
Flashback
Lilly and I were fighting Duncan had skipped the party due to some early morning model UN thing and I had spent the better part of the night puking my guts out as Veronica rubbed my back. After somewhat of a fight I surrendered my keys and allowed her to take me back to home since her parents were celebrating their anniversary in Canada. She had dumped me unceremoniously on the couch force fed me some water then stomped off to bed not bothering to hide her agitation. Another person I had pissed off. Needless to say this wasn't a pretty morning after.
"Morning" Veronica says quietly from the door. She sits beside my shoulder on the couch handing me some Advil and a glass of water. "How are you feeling?" She asks tenderly pushing the locks of hair off my forehead. I guess the night mellowed her out she is extremely less pissed. I just groan in response and cover my eyes to make a point. "I made pancakes if your up for them" her voice is still carefully lowered to not agitate my hangover and I want to sleep on that couch forever.
"Sorry about last night." I reply softly looking at the bucket of puke by the couch with disgust. She seems to be hesitating with something then finally looks me in the eye with a kind of determination.
"Are you ok" Unable to look at the unbridled compassion in her eyes I look away. "I mean I know it's been a rough week for you with Lilly being, well a raging bitch actually."
"Ms Mars did you just insult Lilly Kane and swear in the same sentence? The apocalypse must be coming."
"Drop the act Logan." She says with a kind of anger I never heard in her voice before and I look on amused. "Jesus Logan you tried to drink your weight in over-priced vodka, so much that even Dick was trying to get you to slow down. Then you try in drive? You wouldn't have made it a block before you killed yourself and/or someone else." Her little face is scrunched up in anger and I would have left if I wasn't scared she'd hit me. Her face softens again and she reluctantly takes my hand. "I'm sorry that you're upset Logan, really I am. If I could make it stop hurting believe me I would but I can't. More importantly you can't let Lilly being a bitch be your reason for drunken joy-riding." She's getting worked up with her little tirade and I quip back if I wasn't struck dumb by her sincerity. "Duncan, Lilly and I, if we lost you Logan…" She trails off blinking back tears and I immediately feel horrible at causing her so much fear. I reach up and wipe away a fallen tear.
"I'm sorry." I whisper out surprised by the emotion in my own voice.
BEEP BEEP BEEP the fire alarm causes my hangover to increase ten-fold and I immediately cover my head with her pillow
"Oh my god the pancakes!"
End flashback
We eat the breakfast in companionable silence both lost in our own thoughts. Me concerned about facing school for the first day since my father stabbing and Veronica fretting that she won't be able to eat the last pancake. She kisses me goodbye in a very housewifey way as I jump in to the Xterra and head back to my house to grab some fresh clothes for school. This is not how I imagined the day ending when I left for Veronica's before.
flashback
Too say that my father had been unhappy about my bedside expose would have been the under-statement of the century. To top it off my mother had been more passive than usual not even making eye contact when I brought the belt and a fresh back of cigarettes in to the study. No matter how many times I heard him rant about what a disappointment I was and how I would be the downfall of the family each word still stung more than the crash of the belt that accompanied it. He mentioned that my mother's unhappiness and lack of devotion to the marriage was my fault and I had hit him back in a moment of rage. Surprisingly this didn't do much to anger my father who seemed to know that the understanding that I could be capable of domestic violence would do more damage than a fresh broken nose. That didn't stop him from popping me hard in the face and shoving me in to a bookcase as if I were a rag doll.
Furious I storm out of the study in to the Xterra and drive aimlessly through Neptune not bothering to wipe the blood of my face. The sharp pang of my shoulder began to take up more and more of my mind and I am suddenly parked in Veronica's complex staring at her lit apartment.
I stand outside her door for ages. I am not scared she'll push me way or hurt me. She proved her ability to keep her mouth shut long ago but the thought of her seeing the worst of my father's work worries me. My shoulder screams in protest as I continue shivering in the night cold wondering if Veronica would ever look at me the same after this. Reluctantly I knock on the door.
"Logan?" Her face jumps between bewilderment, concern and horror as she puts the pieces together. "Oh my god Logan come in you're shaking like a leaf." She says before carefully wrapping a blanket around my shoulders. No turning back now.
end flashback
Deep down I may have expected the genuine concern and her ability to find some way to fix the popped shoulder. Having her snuggle in bed with me as she traced the fading bruise on my eye then being kissed awake for a pancake breakfast were extras that made my father's 'punishment' a miracle.
Still feeling deeply contended with the way the night turned out I flick on the radio as I pull in to the parking lot.
"If you're breathing you've heard about Aaron Echolls getting ginsued at his own Christmas Party."
"Explain to me why a man married to Lynn Echolls needs to bang the friggin help!"
Apparently this day is going to be shitty after all. Luke bangs on my window and flick him a fake smile then walk in to school determined not to let the gossip mongers of Neptune High see my apprehension. I round the corner to my locker and hear a very distinct voice yelling in to the crowd that is surrounding it.
"You think someone's Dad getting stabbed is funny?2" Veronica pulls down what are inevitability tabloid pictures from my locker. Duncan stands beside her, too diplomatic to start raging at the crowd but is threatening their social standings with the Kane glare. "Or is it the adultery thing because last time I checked it wasn't so funny when it was your father Ashley!" Ashley goes beat red and leaves causing the group to follow fearing their own family secrets getting spilled. Unnoticed by both Duncan and Veronica who are busy peeling off pictures Hector has flatted one of the ones Veronica crumbled and threw to the ground. He looks it over then sees me and smiles appreciatively.
"In my humble opinion, your mom's way hotter." Duncan tries to grab my arms but it's too late.
"Shut the hell up." I say landing a punch and causing my shoulder to squeal in agony.
"Bad idea son." Hector throws me against a locker and is about to throw a punch but is thrown off by Duncan who steps in between us and is alternately trying to pull us apart and land a punch or two of his own. Duncan doesn't fight much but when he does he hits true and he is more than making up for my lack-luster fighting caused by my father's late night activities. A gym teacher breaks it off and hauls Hector and I away leaving Duncan since he came up in Duncan's moment of attempted seperation. Regret immediately washes over me as Veronica watches with a look of horror on her face. Like father like son I think miserably.
Veronica's POV
I want so badly to run after my beat up boyfriend who is now even more in pained and upset than before. Knowing that will only make the situation worse I walk over to Duncan instead.
"You ok their Rocky?" My ex-boyfriend isn't exactly known for his fighting abilities leaving most physical altercations to Logan and usually recommending Dick or Luke for back-up. Push comes to shove though Duncan would never let anyone throw a punch at Logan without at least attempting to pull them off his best friend. That is the kind of loyalty I'm counting on to ease the whole I'm-dating-your-best-friend-speech I intend to have with him while he helps me uncover the late night mystery caller.
"Why did Logan have a black eye and why couldn't he get a decent punch in?" Duncan is picking up way too much playing PI with me.
"I don't know. It's Logan he gets in fights." Duncan doesn't seem convinced though because although Logan has a reputation as a fighter he doesn't usually leave the scene with wounds himself. If he does it's usually gossip that would have made itself to Duncan by now. "Remember I am bugging the sessions so don't say anything you don't want me to hear" I say quickly trying to get Duncan's mind off Logan's black eye.
I catch Logan's eye in Chemistry but he pretends to be taking notes. When he whizzes by me wordlessly on the way to English than pulls Dick and Be-Cassidy in to the A/V room unstealthily as I walk towards them. Finally I slap an out of order sign on the bathroom and send Logan a text demanding his presence. He shows up minutes later looking like the only reason he came was because he's too defeated to keep avoiding me.
"Hi"
"Hey" He replies smirking a little than scuffing his feet. I jerk my head telling him to come over to where I'm sitting on the counter and he walks over reluctantly.
"You have been avoiding me." I say in a playful tone planting a chaste kiss on his lips to prove that I am not mad just confused.
"Here is thought I was being sneaky"
"I think it was the shit guys there she is before pulling Dick and Cassidy into the A/V room that gave you away." I say looping my arms around his neck. "What's going on?" Logan signs then steps out my embrace pacing anxiously.
"Just everything last night, and the tabloids and this thing with Duncan and my shoulder hurts." Logan says sighing and looking up to the ceiling, Logan doesn't usually complain and it's clear from his awkward smile he doesn't want me to think he's whining. I don't. "Plus I don't want you to think I'm like my father." Ah, now that makes more sense. He drops his eyes and doesn't lift them when I grab his hand and pull him closer.
"Logan you are nothing like your father." I wrap my arms around his neck and he leans his forehead on mine soaking up the words. He may not believe me now but if I say it enough times maybe he will. "This is for your shoulder" I hand him a sling and a bottle of painkillers and a tiny smile begins to play at his lips. "The rest of the stuff isn't stupid. It's been a shitty day." I pull him to a hug and he releases a shaky breath and rests his head on my shoulder. We stay like that for a moment, until my found rings taking us both out of our moment of comfort.
Logan's POV
She looks at me apologetically, playing with my fingers as she pick up the phone.
"Hey Mac I'm kind of in the middle.."She trails off her look of reproach turning to one of concern. "Do you know who framed you?" Uh-oh. I didn't know Mac well but Veronica assured me that her funky side-kick was definite friend material and we had developed a sort of semi-friendship based on her surplus of computer expertise and my poor computer science grade. "Ok I'll be there as soon as I can. Ask for Cliff McCormick and try not to aggitate Lamb."
"What's going on?" I ask suddenly worried for my computer buddy. "Did she hack in to Clemmons email again?"
"Someone framed Mac for making fake Ids " Veronica says not bothering to hide the confusion on her face.
"Mac? Like our Mac? Mac who has probably had one raspberry cooler her entire life and that's because I told her I would set Madison on her if she didn't?" Veronica smiles a little at the memory of me trying to cheer Mac up with raspberry coolers at Madison's.
"Yeah." She starts gathering her stuff then shakes the sling at me pointedly glaring at me until I put it on. "Ok I've gotta take care of this. Are you going to be ok?" She asks leaning in for a gently kiss. Personally I want nothing more than to stay in the bathroom with Veronica as she attempts to kiss away all the problems in the world. Unfortunatly my motives aren't exactly pure and my fondness for the bright haired computer geek makes me conceed.
"Go on. Free Mac before I have to do a project on my own." I gasp in not-truly-mock horror and kiss my little, blonde girlfriend goodbye.
"I'm taping the counciling sessions today so don't say anything you don't want Duncan and I to hear." I nod and she leaves to go rid the world of injustice.
Veronica's POV
"Howdy Rick." I say angrily shoving the junior into the wall as Mac watched on menacingly.
"Does she know you?" I point at Mac without breaking eye contact with him. "Didn't think so. So why did you say she sold you a fake ID?" Rick looks like he is about to wet himself and I subtly flash my tazor to hurry the process along.
"It's what they told me to say?"
"Who's they?" Mac demands making bunny ears around 'they'.
"NO. No way. They're everywhere they will destroy me."
"We'll destroy you worse." I threaten again pissed that this weasely guy has torn me away from my boyfriend when he so obviously needed a little support to get through the day. My unbridled rage mixed with Mac's not too subtle glares cause Rick to spill about the secret club called the Triton's and the fact that there member list includes Duncan. So if I follow Duncan I'll get the Tritons.
Taking a break from Mac's case I call Duncan and Logan over to listen to the recordings. We agreed it was better for all of us to listen to it together to 'clear the air' as Duncan put it. We were also relying on Logan to be out Lilly relationship expert since Duncan and I didn't know as much as we thought we did. Both Logan and Duncan look tense as I pull up to my apartment and lead them inside with the CD. Without much preamble I press play. My own voice rings back to me from a quarter of the way through the session when I finally planted the bugged stapler.
"What do you want me to say? That I miss her, that it still hurts when people try to mold her in to some girl she is so clearly not? Do you really need a grant to figure that out?" I really need to work on controlling my temper.
"I just want to understand how you expect to move on?"
"What is it with you professionals and moving on? Lilly's death changed my life there is no 'moving on'" Unhappy with the continued slights at her career choice Ms. James changes the subject.
"How did Lilly's death affect the relationships in your life?"
"Been listening to the teacher's lounge gossip again?"
"I noticed that your relationships with both Logan and Duncan as well at the other kids you use to hang out with seemed to disintergrate."
"You could say that."
"How did that make you feel?"
"Look it was a hard time for all of us. Logan lashed out because he was hurting and the only thing he felt sure of was that my father and I were wrong. Duncan just lost his sister and there was some other unresolved stuff with us that just made pretending I didn't exst easier for him. But it's done now."
"So just bygones it's all the same again?"
"No, it's better." I blush feircly at the admission and Duncan stares at me intently and Logan tries to hide the smile creeping on his lips. I fast-forward to Duncan. Duncan is even more evasive than I am which is impress as I manage to spent most of the time talking about Logan and Duncan's feelings. He delivers a tastefully sweet yet not overly-sentimental story about Lilly's facial expression before stating he has somewhere else to be. Ever the politician. I fast-forward again until I hear Logan's voice crackle through the radio.
"Thanks for coming in Logan."
"Thanks for getting me out of a calculus test Becky"
"It's Ms. James please." Can the lady not get a simply defense mechanism?
"So the week Lilly and I broke up would have been our 2nd anniversary. We were together since senior year."
"Off and on?"
"Yeah off and on" Logan sounds a little resigned.
"And at the time you were?"
"Off" The vehemence in Logan's voice obviously shocks Mrs James because he continues on softer. "Permenanently."
"What happened"
"Her story: I kissed another girl. Truth: it's easier to have sex with the pool boy when you don't have a boyfriend."
"When we talked immediately after Lilly's death it sounded like you blamed Veronica for what happened. Do you still feel that way." My stomach churns with dread as Logan seems to carefully conisder his answer.
"I used to think that it was Veronica's fault for telling Lilly about me kissing another girl and for the video being leaked. It was easier than the truth I guess."
"What's the truth Logan"
"That I would have told Duncan if I had seen her with another guy, Really it's my fault for kissing Yolanda in the first place. If I had than Lilly wouldn't have been alone that day. I would have been there."
It shouldn't surprise me that out of all the recordings Logan's holds the sound of unshed tears and guilt. He was naturally demonstrative and had too many emotions to keep them all fully surpressed. The guilt thing was a common thread amongst us. I still wake up wondering what would have happened if I made Lilly tell me her secret before she cut out from the car wash. I'm sure Duncan lies in bed some nights wondering what would have happened if he happened stopped to talk to the coach after soccer practise. Our difference from Logan was that we had people to quell our guilt. My father spent countless hours telling me there was nothing I should be sorry about and I'm sure Celeste did the same with Duncan. Who had for Logan? Lynn might have but Logan wouldn't have taken her slurred reassurances as anything more than drunken ramblings.
"It's not your fault." Duncan's voice being thick with emotion is a rarity at best and the sound causes both Logan and I to look at him with surprise. Logan looks down and I realise why Lilly had been such a sore topic for him and Duncan. When Logan saw Duncan's pain he saw someone he let down. He felt he was the cause of his best friend's heartache and therefore steered clear of all discussion in fear of increasing his guilt.
"If I hadn't kissed Yolanda…" Logan trails off miserably and Duncan shakes his head.
"Then yeah maybe you would have been there. Or maybe she would have blown you off again, maybe you would have ran out to get chips and come back to find her dead, maybe Dick and Beaver would have convinced you to go to Mexico anyways." Duncan struggles to hold back the outward show of grief and I simply watch the scene unfold knowing that Duncan is the only one who can give Logan absolution as far as Lilly goes. "It's not your fault." They do some kind of man-hug thing and I assume that means all is well in guy language and I pretend not to notice when they pull back and dawn matching tear tracks.
"Wow it's like watching a Lifetime movie in here." I fumble around for Weevils recording and look at Logan reluctantly before playing it.
"Logan maybe you don't want to hear this."
"I seen Sex in the City re-runs Mars I think I can handle it." Logan says indignantly. Right now is not a good time to bruise my boyfriend's ego.
Weevil feigns ignorance at the beginning and I'm glad Logan doesn't get the same flicker of hope Duncan gets in his eyes because Ms James pulls out an incriminating letter.
"You tore my heart out. You can act like what we had together meant nothing to you, but you can't stop me from loving you. For the rest of your life, wherever you go, I'll always be there, just out of sight, in the shadows." Logan is livid and Duncan shakes his head grimly.
"I don't remember ccing you on that" Weevil says taken aback by the councillors recitation of the letter.
"Lilly wanted to be transferred out of your gym class. She was having trouble with a boy.She gave me these as proof." Well that's creepy. "Look Eli I didn't call you in to embarrass you I wanted to give you a chance to talk about what made you right these things" Weevil gives a resigned sigh.
"Her and Logan had just broken up. And uh, Lilly-Lilly swore to me that she'd never go back to him but then…one day that punk snaps his fingers and…all of a sudden it's like, like, we don't even know each other any more. And…she was someone I could have loved, you know? And she felt it too, I know she did" I look across at Logan who simply looks resigned. The fact that Lilly proclaimed she loved him will do nothing to calm him now. Instead, images of a probably post-coital Lilly whispering to Weevil that Logan no longer mattered to her would take the place of her confessions of love. Another person had dismissed his presence and swept him under the rug.
Logan's POV
Duncan leaves shortly after still trying to get images of a biker dating his princess sister out of his head. I sit on the couch and Veronica curls up beside me throwing her legs over my lap. I play with her hair thoughtfully and she quietly waits for me to speak content to sit silently in my arms until I work through Lilly's dismissal of our
turbulent, but be no means loveless, relationship.
"Do you think Lilly loved Weevil?" Talking about ex's is bad form especially in new relationships but since when have Veronica and I ever been normal.
"I don't know." She says softly turning to looking in my eyes. "Lilly never talked to me about Weevil." She's already told me this but she also knows that extra reassurance doesn't hurt. "You're handling this a lot better than I thought you would." It's hard to be mad at Weevil when I'm so busy trying to figure out how Lilly could say she love me than basically tell Weevil she'd never go near me again.
"Yeah well after the stuff she told Weevil it kind of makes you wonder…"
"But she chose you didn't she? She chose you." She holds my eye contact firmly trying to drive the point home with a stare. Veronica was different from Lilly in so many ways. Where Lilly was self-important and entitled Veronica was a giver unconsciously placing other peoples needs parallel or above her own. As much as she tried to harden herself and strip away her natural caring, trusting nature her love, when she decided to give it, was all encompassing and that was the most dangerous thing about her.
"You're not Lilly." I say after a few moments of silence.
"Brilliant deduction Logan." She says moving out of my arms, narrowing her eyes slightly.
"No I meant - I didn't want you to think you were second choice or that I was just replacing Lilly." She softens and rewards my recovery with a heated kiss.
"Neither are you." She says with a soft smile. Her face turns a little more serious when I don't respond and she somehow manages to pick up that her placing me ahead of Duncan means way more than my comment about Lilly. She pulls back a bit study my face wrapping her arms around my neck. "You're not second choice either. You get that right?" There are something Veronica doesn't need to know about and the verbal abuse that corresponds with his physical is definitely one of them. I nod and kiss her again thinking that there just might be a time when I truly believe it. The kiss instantly passionate and after a few minutes we break apart gasping for air.
"I'm not going to sleep with you." Veronica blurts out before blushing red. "Not yet anyways." Something closely akin to fear is in her eyes and it causes me to stifle the urge to laugh. As much as a may have called Veronica a slut I never once actually believed it. I brush a strand of hair away from her flushed face and smile down gently remembering I'm not with Lilly or any other of the girls who would open their legs at the drop of a hat.
"I'm not going to pressure you." I spent the rest of the night realizing that Veronica Mars is better than sex.
Veronica's POV
"Yo FloJo slow your ass down." I turn around to see Wallace following to my car in the business of the day I had nearly forgot he was accompanying me on my stake-out. There is something exceptionally seedy about following around an old boyfriend. Duncan never believed the stalking rumours and we had a great many laughs at the apparent lengths I'd go to get him back. "I am so glad bitter, abrasive blondes aren't my type." Wallace says sliding in the passenger seat. "3 days and you two are already fighting!" Apparently Logan doesn't have the same sense of humour as Duncan and I. "You going to tell me why Rich boy botched our chemistry experiment because he was giving you the evil eye?" My best friend and my boyfriend starting to get along is about as unsettling as my best friend and my ex-boyfriend getting along. Logan and Wallace may not be as buddy-buddy as Wallace and Duncan but Wallace has definitely developed a soft spot for Logan over the past few weeks.
"He's pissed because I'm tailing Duncan and I don't want to tell him we're dating yet." I say exasperated by my boyfriends petulance. I suddenly understand Lilly's aggravation at his jealous streak. He's so frustrating part of me wants to jump Duncan just to piss him off.
"Why don't you want to tell Duncan you're dating." Wallace is so not playing for team Echolls!
"Because I need to weasel information out of him and he'll be more accommodating if he isn't thinking up new ways to kill me." No one seems to believe me. When I explained this to Mac she just raised her eyebrows. It was Logan who had told Mac, over a failed computer science project, that we were dating and she apparently has been promoted from tutor to confidant in Logan's world as she asked for the inside scoop of the big fight. Wallace surprisingly leaves it at that and all boyfriend talk is abandoned.
If I wanted Duncan before his rendition of sweet chariot is enough to make we want to crawl back in to Logan's arms. His gibberish response to all my questions makes me even more aggravated and I sit in a booth plotting the demise of all the men in my life (expect for my father and Wallace of course). I try again with Duncan trying the aggressive tacit of bringing up Tim's coma. Duncan shakes his head, speaks more gibberish and gives me a look saying I should know him better. I sink back in to the booth and re-evaluate the Tritons. So far 6 guys have sung karaoke in falsetto. Since they only indicted 6 members this leaves no rooms for anyone else. I also can't imagine calm, collected Duncan leaving Tim to die in a bar because he was too scared to deal with it. Duncan and Tim were on the soccer team together and although they weren't exceptionally close they got along nicely and I knew that Duncan had visited Tim in the hospital once or twice. Maybe it wasn't the Triton's after-all.
"Hey Logan." I say carefully neutral as he picks up the phone.
"Hi." I do my best to ignore the cool greeting and moved on.
"So I'm think that the Tritons angle is a diversion. I was wondering who made your fake ID." Logan laughs bitterly on the other line.
"Are you serious? You think I framed Mac?! Mac is my friend how could you --"
"Logan, I don't think you did it. I think who ever gave you your fake ID might have." I say cutting him off abruptly. Logan seems a little taken aback and embarrassed by assumption.
"Locker 110. You put 250 in and then you get a fake ID by the end of the day." He says making an obvious effort to be calm.
"Secret locker. That's cool." I say attempting to level with him. A little giggle from his end clues me into something, "Logan are you drunk?" Silence "It's 3pm on a Wednesday afternoon!"
"Yeah well I had a crappy day something to do with my girlfriend tailing her ex-boyfriend and refusing to tell said ex-boyfriend we are dating." He has more bite than usual and I'm sure I can thank the whiskey.
"Get over it Logan it's for a god-damn case."
"Right out of all the club members you had to follow Duncan."
"Duncan is the only one of these guys who won't step over my corpse for free gum, something I can thank you for by the way, and if he finds out I'm tailing him he'll give me my very expensive bug back."
"Right well if Duncan is so perfect why don't you just jump in to his pants then I hear you have a history of doing that." Oh we want to play dirty.
"Fine maybe I will then I won't have to deal with my angry-drunk of a boyfriend." Calling him an angry drunk is enough to imply he is like his father and even though that's not what I intended I immediately regret it the moment after. "Call me when you're sober Logan, or at least capable of rational thought." I slam the phone down and Wallace just raises his eyebrows from across the booth
"Remind me to never piss you off." I scowl at him then return to Mac's case. Mac was his friend too shouldn't he be glad I'm doing everything in my power to clear her name!
Trying to shake off the bad feeling I get when I ignore another one of Logan's calls I go to the sheriffs office with the evidence from the locker to clear Mac. Turns out Rick was still sore with Mac over the purity test scandal and thought staining her permanent record was a good way to get her back.
I'm still fuming at Logan when I settle into my car to head home. Impatiently I flick on the radio ready to distract myself from thoughts of killing my boyfriend.
Traffic on the Coronado bridge is backed up due to delays caused be a possible jumper. Guess who the car belongs to? Lynn Echolls! That's right folks billionaire actress and renowned philanthropist is said to have jumped off the Coronado Bridge about half an hour ago.
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