Impulsive
Disclaimer: All Veronica Mars characters belong to Rob Thomas and UPN/CW. Doesn't in any way shape or form belong to me
A/N: I started this before the Season 2 finale but I included the information from it in this story
Veronica stepped out of the Airport doors. Who knew the hassle of not getting on a flight theses days? She took out her phone and was relieved to see she had a signal again. She called her Dad's cell first.
You've reached Keith Mars, I'm not available please leave a message after the tone. If this is Veronica, Honey I left a message on your cell.
Veronica called her voice mail and pushed the code to listen to her messages.
I'm sorry about New York, I'll make it up to you and I'll explain everything when I see you, which won't be for a few days. I want you to stay with Wallace or if you must stay with Logan. I don't want you alone right now. Do the old man a favor though honey, lie and tell me you stayed in Duncan's room when you were at the Grand. I love you and I'll call you soon. I wouldn't have done this without a good reason.
She saved the message and went on to the second one.
Hi babe, you'll probably be staring at the New York skyline when you get this. I dropped you off not 30 minutes ago and I already miss you. Call me when you get in to let me know you're safe.
Veronica smiled as she heard the frustration in Logan's voice. She hailed a cab and told the driver to get her to the Neptune Grand. She also hit a speed dial she had never erased from her phone.
"I didn't think they let you use you cell phone on a plane these days."
"They don't. Are you at the Grand?"
"Yeah, Why?"
"You want a roommate for the next few days at least?"
"Veronica where are you?"
"In a cab, on my way to the hotel. Dad had to bail and he doesn't want me staying alone. So can I stay with you?"
"I'll meet you downstairs."
"Okay, I should be there in about twenty minutes."
"Veronica, is everything okay?"
"I'll tell you more when I get there."
"Okay, I'll see you in a few minutes."
"See ya."
Logan was pacing back in forth in front of the Neptune Grand, when Veronica's taxi pulled up. He opened the door for her and helped her get her bags out. Veronica had her hand in her bag, presumably to get her wallet. Logan took a peek at the meter and seeing the fare took a fifty from his wallet and gave it to the driver.
"Keep the change." Logan said as he grabbed Veronica's luggage with one hand, and used his other to wrap his arm around her. "Come on you can tell me more when we get upstairs."
Veronica just nodded. "I'm sorry if I messed up your plans today." She said as they walked through the lobby and got in the elevator.
Logan hugged her close, and pushed the button to the penthouse. "I didn't have any plans except to go through some real estate listings, meet with the lawyers, and start packing up my stuff."
"Do you think Aaron cut you out of his will?"
"He could have, but I'm not worried." Logan said as the elevator opened on the top floor.
"Why not?" Veronica asked as she walked to the door of the suite.
Logan opened the door and ushered Veronica inside. "My mother left me money in a money market account plus, her possessions and her art collection in the house. After the house burned down I found out she had taken out separate insurance policy on her belongings, and she had paid for a full year in advance. When the house burned down, all that money was put into the money market account to gain interest. Bea-Cassidy talked me into investing some of my money in his real estate thing with Kendall. It went through the roof when incorporation fell through. I now have close to six million dollars. Even if Aaron left me nothing I'm good to go for a few years."
"Six million dollars? I can't even imagine that kind of money." She said as she sat on the sofa.
"And Aaron's lawyers were trying to say you went out with me for my money." Logan said as he sat beside her on the sofa.
Veronica curled into his side. "Absolutely. When is my Hope Diamond arriving again?"
"Couple of days."
"You know I'm kidding right?"
"It never crossed my mind. Come on shut that mind off for awhile."
Veronica closed her eyes and before she realized it she was fast asleep at eleven o'clock in the morning. When she opened her eyes she wasn't in the living room, she was in Logan's bedroom. She was also not wearing her own clothes but one of Logan's t-shirts. She heard some talking in the next room, looking at her watch she saw it was after two o'clock in the afternoon, her stomach was telling her she was very hungry.
Veronica went to the bathroom to freshen up. When she went back to the bedroom she saw her clothes laid on a chair, and decided the shirt covered everything she had. She opened the door to see Logan sitting on the couch with Cliff and another man in a suit. They all turned as she walked out of the bedroom.
"Hi babe," said Logan as he got up to take a better look at her. "You look like you're feeling better. You want something to eat? I could get you take out from Luigi's, manicotti?"
"Sounds good. Hi Cliff, Hi strange lawyer I've never met before."
"Jeff Truman, Miss Mars, it's a pleasure."
"I'll let you gentlemen get back to your business. Logan where is the rest of my stuff?"
"I put your bags in Duncan's old room. I'll call Luigi's now. It'll probably be about a half hour to forty five minutes."
"That long?"
"Are you forgetting how much I have to order so I actually get some food?"
"You think you're so funny."
"Actually Miss Mars you're in the will as well so you could listen to what it says."
"Aaron put me in his will? What If she never sees my son again I'll give her some money. When was this will made?"
"He was signing it when he got the call that Logan had been arrested for Lilly's murder."
"He didn't change it."
"No, he did have an appointment to update it this past Monday, however since he's deceased."
"He never updated it. Well let's have it. What did Daddy dearest leave me?"
"You should know that he gave you and Trina identical amounts. You each get forty nine percent of his money. You two share equally in the royalties from any of his films, action figures etc."
"So in other words, I'm still filthy rich."
"Yes you are, to the tune of about 55 million dollars, each after any fees are paid."
"I think I can live quite comfortable on that."
"Miss. Mars, this is for you. " Truman said as he handed her an envelope. "The contents of the letter are for your eyes only, and it's never been opened. You also get the remaining two percent of his estate."
"That's it he just gave me money and this letter."
"I believe he said, the letter would explain everything."
"Okay, is that it?"
"Once the estate taxes have been paid you'll receive your money. Aaron had everything in a living trust, so nothing goes through probate. Logan I'll let you know when everything is settled. I assume you want the money going into the money market account you took over when your mother died?"
"That's fine. So how much money is Veronica getting? I only ask because she'll have to come up with tuition for college. I don't care how much she got."
"It'll be about two million dollars."
"I have two million dollars?"
"You do now Miss Mars. I'll be in touch."
"Yeah Cliff here always knows how to reach me."
Cliff hadn't moved from his spot on the couch. He waited until Truman had left. "V, I'm going to give you a piece of advice. Don't turn this money down. I know it comes from a piece of slime, but you'll be set possibly for life. Your dad will be relieved."
"Cliff."
"Just don't make any decisions about the money until after you've talked to him. I'll see myself out. Logan call me if you need me, which I hope will be for something as easy as this."
"Cliff wait!"
"Yes?"
"Are you representing Weevil?"
"Yes."
"Then we'll need to talk soon. And I need you to get me in to see him. Not today, but soon."
"I'll call you in a few days."
"Bye Cliff thanks for everything."
"You're welcome kid, take care of her."
"I plan to."
Logan walked Cliff to the door, and when he came back he saw Veronica reading the letter with tears running down her face. "Veronica what does he say?"
"That he did it. He admits to the whole thing. Logan why did he do this. He writes this admitting what he did, and then leaves me almost 2 million dollars. He must have been insane."
"I don't care. I have plenty of money; you even have plenty of money. It means you don't have settle Veronica."
"What are you talking about?"
"You can go to Stanford now; it doesn't have to be Hearst."
"I don't know."
"Veronica, you've wanted Stanford since forever, nothing is holding you back."
"I'm not so sure about that. I'm not going to think about it today. You have some 'splainin to do."
"I do?"
"Yes you do. Care to tell me how I got out of my clothes and into both your bed and your t-shirt."
"Is that my t-shirt? It looks much better on you."
"Logan."
"Okay, there you were asleep, drooling on me and snoring I might add. When I realized you probably weren't to o comfortable. So I pick you up all Clark Gable style, that you aren't even awake to appreciate, and place you on my bed. So I remove your hoodie, socks, and shoes. Then it occurs to me that you can't really get comfortable in a denim skirt, so I find one of my t-shirt that will cover all points of interest quite nicely, and take of your skirt and t-shirt to replace it with mine. I then cover you up and leave the room so you can get your much needed rest."
Veronica looked at Logan, who was standing there with a smile that said butter wouldn't melt in his mouth. "So how long did you rehearse that, because I know you didn't just come up with it?"
"About an hour. How mad are you?"
"Depends on how much you peeked and if you copped yourself a couple of feels." Veronica said watching Logan's face closely. "Why Mr. Echolls, I do believe you're blushing."
"I am not. I'm a normal, horny, teenage guy, who finally got to see you with most of your clothes off. Of course I peeked. But, the only feels I copped were when I took your clothes off and put the t-shirt on."
Veronica saw the look in his eyes and realized what he thought, that she thought. "Logan, I'm not upset. I wasn't accusing you, I was just teasing you." She walked over and put her hand on his face and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"I'm sorry shades of last year."
"Well I certainly accused you of a lot of stuff last year. But, we're starting over right?"
"Yeah, now get dressed."
"Why you don't like my ensemble?"
"I love the ensemble; I'd love to take the ensemble right off of you. However there are a couple of properties I want to look at on our way to Luigi's. Haven't called the order in yet."
"Give me five minutes." Veronica said as she ran into the other bedroom and unzipped her suitcase. She grabbed the one pair of shorts she had decided to pack and whipping off Logan's t-shirt pulled a hot pink tank over her head. She quickly slid the shorts up her legs and fastened them. Veronica found a pair of flip flops and slid them on.
"I'm ready." She announced.
"With fifteen seconds to spare."
"You think you're funny, let's go."