Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars, or any of characters from that amazing show.
Author's Note: Glad you liked the first chapter. I will give you a hint: I want them to stay together too :) This chapter is about when they first kissed and such, maybe more if I decide to throw that in :P Enjoy!
The day had been a normal one. You know, Veronica hiding out in the car, trying to catch a cheating spouse for someone who had hired her services. She had been outside the house where she had tracked the man to, and had been sitting out there for an hour, when she felt something on the side of her head. Looking out her peripheral, she saw the man she had been following…and his gun.
"Why are you, and why the fuck have you been following me, then been sitting outside of my house for an hour?" The man's breath stunk of cigarettes, and his clothes reeked of pot. Veronica to smack herself: clearly, she had just stumbled upon a grow operation.
Veronica swallowed hard. "I'm Veronica Mars. Your wife hired me because she thought you were cheating on her." She glanced at him. "Clearly, she was very wrong."
The man smiled. "I would never cheat on my wife…cheating is only cheating if you get caught…" He reached out his other hand, stroking her hair. Veronica cringed away, looking around to find her purse. And she found it; sitting on the floor, on the passenger's side, with her tazer inside.
"Please…don't do this. I'll keep my mouth shut…" She felt pathetic, begging for her life. The fear was so much; she didn't even hear the roar of an approaching motorcycle.
Suddenly the man was yanked from her car, and Veronica could only hear the sound of a fist hitting flesh a few times, before silence. She bit her lip, leaning over slowly, and screamed when someone poked their head into the car. Looking at the face, Veronica sighed in relief. "Weevil…what are you doing here?" Her voice was filled with appreciation and gratitude.
Weevils laughed. "Your dad called me, when you didn't check in with him. He said that he had some suspicions about this guy…" He looked at the man on the ground. "With good reason, apparently. You alright V?"
Veronica nodded, smiling. "Yea, thanks to you. I guess I owe you bit time."
"Nah just saved your life. Dinner should make us even." He smiled his heart-melting smile, causing Veronica to laugh softly.
"Sounds good. I'll cook. Come by around 7?"
Weevil nodded, before getting back onto his bike, and driving away. Veronica took a deep breath, before driving home.
Later that night, Veronica was mixing the sauce and the spaghetti noodles, when there was a knock on her door. Licking her fingers, she walked over to the door and opened it.
Weevil stood there, a little more dressed up than he had been before. He wore a black button up shirt over a white wife beater, and dark blue jeans. "Am I late?"
Veronica shook her head, letting him in. "Nope, perfect timing actually. Just finished the spaghetti. Sorry, Veronica's Special Spaghetti." She smiled, and grabbed two pasta bowls, setting them on the table, along with cutlery. "Please sit."
Weevil sat down, watching Veronica serve out the meal into the bowls, before sitting down across from him. He looked at the two bowls, then back at Veronica. "No Sheriff, tonight?"
"Nope, he is out with Wallace's mom. Its still kinda creepy, but it makes him happy and keeps him out of my hair." Veronica smiled, grabbing her fork, before taking a bite.
Weevil took a bite as well. "Jesus V, this is really good." He took another big bite, shaking his head. "Might be competition for my abuelita's."
Veronica smiled. "Why thank you Weevil…hey…are you saying you didn't think I could cook? I'll have you know that I can also make a mean chocolate chip pancake."
Weevil laughed softly. "You know that's not what I meant."
The rest of the meal was had in silence. Halfway through, Veronica grabbed them some water, but other than that, neither spoke or moved. Once they were done, Veronica cleaned up, putting the dishes in the sink. They chatted briefly, neither really sure of what to talk about. It wasn't often that they were alone, and not talking about a case or a favour.
"Well that was amazing. I should probably get going, have to tuck in my niece." Weevil stood up, heading for the door.
Veronica walked to the door with him, opening the door for him, and leaning against the door frame." Hey, I wanted to thank you again for earlier. You really saved my tail this time, what would I do without you?" She leaned over and kissed his cheek, lingering for a moment. She couldn't seem to pull herself away.
Weevil looked at her for a moment, his pulse began to speed up. He turned his head, and closed the gap between them, kissing her softly. His hands reached up and cupped her face, while Veronica's hands slid around his waist.
The kiss seemed to last for what felt like hours, before Weevil pulled away, resting his forehead against hers, catching his breath. "I'm sorry V, I just…"
"Shhh…" Veronica shushed him, pushing him against the other side of the doorframe. She slid her arms around his waist, his hands settling on her hips, before pulling him into another kiss. This time, the kiss was more passionate and deep, neither feeling nervous anymore...
Veronica snapped back to the present, when the bell rang. Sighing she took down her sign, and walked to her locker, grabbing the books she would need for her next class. She ran her fingers lightly along the locker beside hers, knowing that it was Weevil's. He didn't use it often, it was mainly just a reason for him to be close to her; a reason that she would never fight or disagree with.
Deciding that class wasn't worth it, Veronica walked to the newspaper room, finding Mac. "Not going to class either?"
Mac shook her head. "Gotta finish this program. Did you wanna sit with me?"
Veronica nodded, sitting down. Despite herself, she couldn't stop thinking about the biker. Running her fingers, she looked at the screen. "So what is this?"