Disclaimer: I am not Rob Thomas, Veronica Mars is not mine.

Author's Note: Hello all! I am back! And updating! I will be putting up two chapters. Just a warning, there is a little tension between our loving couple, but no matter what, I won't let them split up. I promise. Enjoy the drama!

Veronica made sure she was ready by 6:30, which gave her time to do some finishing touches on her makeup. When there wasn't much more she could do, she sat down and waited.

Weevil drove up to her apartment building in a Mercedes, and parked beside her car. He slipped out, and straightened his shirt, as he walked up to her door.

A soft knock on the door, and Veronica jumped up. She walked slowly to the door, and opened it, smiling widely at Weevil, who looked so handsome in a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and black jeans.

"Hey you."

"Hey yourself." Weevil leaned back and took her in. There she stood in a knee length flowing black skirt with flowers on it, and a red long-sleeved shirt. Her hair was up, showing off her neck, and her face looked so beautiful. "Geez V…you look amazing."

Veronica smiled. "You look quite good yourself. I didn't know what to wear…"

Weevil stepped forward and kissed her softly. "You look perfect." He held out his arm and when she took it, he led her down to the car.

"Jesus Weevil…where did you get this?" Veronica ran her hand along the hood of the car.

"I didn't steal it, if that's what you are thinking." Weevil walked around the other side of the car and opened her door. "My cousin just fixed it, and it needed a test drive, so I am test driving it."

Veronica smiled. "I never thought you stole it, Weevil. I just…you don't like cars, and you drive up in a Mercedes. I had to question it." She slipped into the car and ran her fingers along the leather interior.

Weevil got in the other side and smiled at her. "I know." He started the car and drove out of the parking lot, then towards their destination.

"Where are we going?" Veronica asked.

"Can't you just be surprised?" Weevil shot her a smile.

A few minutes later, and they drove up to the Neptune Grand. Veronica looked at Weevil. "Did you get us a room, because my dad isn't home…"

Weevil parked, then turned to her. "I got us a reservation at the restaurant." He smiled softly.

Veronica squeezed his hand and smiled back. "That's so sweet." She went to open her door, but Weevil shook his head. He got out and walked around the car, opening it for her. He took her hand and helped her out of the car, before closing the door and locking it. Smirking, he held out his arm and Veronica took it.

Weevil led her to the entrance and when they got to the restaurant, acted very suave as he asked for the table he reserved. As they walked to the table, Weevil ignored the looks that him and Veronica got, being together. He pulled out her chair for her and sat down. "This a nice enough place?"

"Its better than nice…Eli." Veronica smiled, take a menu from the waiter. They both ordered water, and looked through their menus.

"You know, I think I'll just get a steak or something. I am not the fancy kind of guy." Weevil shrugged, no really having a clue as to what the rest of the menu was, or was made of.

Veronica looked up at him. "If you aren't the fancy kind, how come you brought me here?" She asked, confused.

Weevil smirked sincerely. "Because to me, you are like royalty and should be treated as such. Plus, I got paid and I want to spoil you. You complaining?"

Veronica shook her head. "Not in the least." She smiled at him sweetly, falling deeper in love with him every second they were together.

She looked at him, and was amazed at just how lucky she was and how happy he could make her. The last three months with him, had been the best that she could remember, with or without a boyfriend. And now that they didn't have to hide, it felt better to be so happy in public. "You know, I think I'll have a steak too. Looks pretty good." She looked back down at her menu, while Weevil called over the waiter, giving him their orders.

There was silence between them for a few moment, neither really sure of what to saw. They looked at each other at the same time and shared a quiet moment, before they were rudely interrupted.

"Are you Eli Navarro?" The waiter asked.

Weevil nodded, looking confused.

"There is a call for you at the front desk."

"Um…ok." Weevil shrugged and got up, following the waiter to the receptionist's desk, while Veronica waited patiently.

She looked around the room, tapping her fingers on the table cloth, before Weevil came back to the table, looking a little shaken. He sat down and looked at the table, shaking his head slowly.

"What is it? What's wrong?"

Weevil looked up at her. "Felix…is dead. They just found his body on the bridge." He swallowed hard. "They also found Echolls, passed out with a knife in his hand…"

Veronica's jaw dropped. "You can't be…there is no way…Logan would never kill anyone, Weevil. He has a bad temper, but he isn't his father. He isn't a murderer."

"He was there, Hector said that Logan was on the bridge, drunk, and started some shit with the boys. They were all beating him and then they heard Felix scream and they all stepped back…and saw him dead." Weevil wiped his eyes furiously, forcing back the tears that were forming. "They looked around and found Logan, a knife in his hand."

"I…don't know what to say. I would have to talk to Logan…" Veronica reached out to touch his hand. "Its just…maybe its not what they think…

"How else could it be Veronica? Echolls had a knife and Felix was stabbed. Sounds like it's exactly what they think." Weevil growled, and Veronica looked away, knowing just how angry he was because he had used her full name.

Veronica tugged some hair behind her ear, and looked at him. "Maybe we should go, you don't seem like you want to be here anymore…"

Weevil nodded, and got up from the table, walking towards the exit without waiting for Veronica. They got into the car and the ride back to her house was quiet. Veronica was afraid to talk, and Weevil had nothing to say to her.

When he pulled into the parking lot of her apartment building, Weevil didn't turn off the car, and just sat there. He looked at Veronica, then at his hand. "I need…to go and…see the boys, figure out some things."

Veronica nodded. "Call me later or something…let me know." She leaned over and kissed his cheek, before getting out and going up to her apartment, watching him drive away.

After going inside and closing the door, she let out a deep sigh. It just didn't make sense, the whole thing didn't make sense. Logan never carried a knife, and he would never stab anyone, it wasn't his style. Yea, he had been up some people, but never used a weapon, like his father.

Her thoughts drifted to Weevil, and the pain he must be feeling. She had known the same pain when she had heard about Lily being found. Her heart had broken and her world felt like it was falling apart. Running a hand through her hair, she headed for her room and changed into her pajamas. She grabbed her cell phone and sent Weevil a text message, telling him how sorry she was and that she loved him. Setting down the phone, she flipped on the television and nearly dropped the remote when there was a knock at her door.

Opening the door, her jaw dropped at what she saw. "Oh god…Logan, are you ok?"

"I don't know what…I think…oh god Veronica I don't know what happened, but I think something bad happened." Logan's voice was shaky and is face was battered and bleeding, mixed with tears streaming down his cheeks.