Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

AN: Logan and Veronica, together through the school year. This story is told from Logan's POV, AU, sequel to "Kiss" and "Date".

AN2: Sorry for the lateness. Thanks to LoVeGrl for the beta. Only three chapters left of this story.

Chapter 5

Remembering
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Another sunny lunch break in quad of Neptune High in the presence of my girlfriend. God, I don't think I'll ever get used to that. Veronica Mars. My girlfriend. It was such a short time between realising that I liked her and actually getting to kiss her. Damn, that girl can kiss.

After that first date in the Hut, we were kind of… awkward. I took her to my place, and she sat silently on my bed while I changed into sweats and a tee. I offered her some clothes that were too small and she happily took them. Ten minutes later, she was back in my room. In the meantime, I had gone down and get a Coke for myself and a Skist for her.

And then it seemed like we had always been together. That our lips were always meant to meet. That we snarked and joked together, while being honest and true. All our friends said that it was a good thing that we finally realised the truth.

A loud cheer shakes me from my thoughts. Lilly has just sauntered into the quad, hanging off Vandergraff's arm, one of her hands unseen. His eyes are glazed over. And someone, Caz I think, wolf whistles. Veronica grabs my hand, and laughs heartily.

I lean over and kiss her cheek. "I wonder were her hand is." The pair finally reaches the table. Not enough space for one person to sit down, I lift Ronnie and place her on my lap. Troy takes the empty seat. Lilly plants herself on his lap.

"Everyone psyched about the dance?" Lilly asks, pushing Troy's hands playfully away.

Mac and Cassidy are too busy whispering and giggling at each other, so they don't here the question. DK and Meg are nodding in agreement with her statement. Meanwhile, I'm kissing Veronica's neck and my hands are getting tangled in her hair. My Ronnie's having a hard time with any kind of thinking.

Veronica jumps off me and takes a grab of my hand. "Um, Logan? I need to get something from my car, can you give me a hand?"

"Your car is in shop, Ronica." Lilly smirks. Ronnie blushes. I chuckle. Veronica drags me away as she turns a darker shade of red.

"Red satin, Veronica Mars, red satin!" Lilly shouts after us.

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Veronica lies on top of me. Her hands are pulling my shirt off. My hands are stroking the small of her back. She finally gets my shirt off and throws it to the front. I lean up and nip at her neck. Her eyes roll up and she sighs. I find her pulse point, and suck it. She gasps quietly, opening her mouth and I kiss her hard.

She runs her hands through my hair as she sucks in my tongue. She pulls back and sighs happily.

"Feeling better?" I ask. She strokes my naked chest unawares of doing it herself. I capture her lips in a chaste kiss. "Thanks for getting me out trouble last night. Dad's actually letting me have a party tonight. Everyone's invited. Mom's calling your dad this afternoon to invite him over. And, best of all, dad's in LA, will be for at least eight days."

Again, she strokes my naked chest. Thank God the X-terra has tinted windows. I place a kiss at the corner of her mouth and pull her down onto me for a close hug.

"I love you." I whisper, kissing her hair.

"I love you too." She replies. Her voice isn't as loud as usual. I pull her up and look at her.

"What's wrong, baby?"

"Nothing,"

"Once more, with less feeling please."

"It's just, I don't, I feel kind of bad."

"Why?"

"'Cause here I am all happy and in love, while my dad is alone. And today being the anniversary of mom's death, I feel like I should be grieving. But I'm not."

"That just means that you've moved on. I mean, do you still feel sad every time you think of your mom?"

I push a loose piece of hair behind her ear. I kiss her mouth chastely. Veronica nods.

"Well then, be sad. But don't feel so upset that you've come to terms. You have already mourned. And your dad isn't alone. Isn't he getting close to Wallace's mom?"

"Well, he tries to hide it, but yeah, he is."

"So, you can still be sad about her death, but get too lost in your thoughts. Your mother loved you, and you loved her. She knew it. So don't feel so bad."

I smile up at her and finally she smiles again.

"So, will your dad still want me to come over if my mom gets him to come to the after-party?"

"Fingers crossed it's a no. One disastrous meal with the folks is enough for one week." I smirk as she places her hands on my face. "Now, weren't we in the middle of something?" She asks, teasingly, before capturing my lips in a kiss.

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At 8.30, I pull up to her house. In my opinion, I think I look hot, but the nerves kick in, as they usually do when I'm about to enter Veronica's house. Her dad still kind of scares me. I think it's because he keeps mentioning his arsenal.

I pop two mints in my mouth, check my hair in the rear view mirror, and leave the SUV. I rap on the door twice, rock back on the sole's of my feet, waiting for Veronica, hopefully, to open the door.

I hear barking and whimpering and scratching at the door. The door opens and Veronica enters my sight. She is wearing a white blouse, opened over a red top and tight, faded blue jeans. Her hair is pulled back in a tight pony tale.

I swallow the mints, almost choking, and gasp for air. "Hey." I say, my voice croaking.

"Hiya." She replies. She comes over and gives me a kiss. I pull back and look around.

"Where's your dad?"

"He went to your place. Decided he would be better suited to help out your mom than sitting here watching us kiss and using all his might in stopping himself from shooting you."

"That's good." I say and kiss her more heartily. "So, ready to get the frak out of here?" I ask.

"'Frak'?"

"I watched a Battlestar Galactica Marathon this evening."

Veronica rolls her eyes and laughs. "I am so glad no one knows you're a nerd."

"Actually, the term you're looking for is geek. And I am not!"

Veronica tilts her head. "So, tell me, what does 'frak' mean?

I look to the floor. "It's the swear word of the future." I mumble. I glance up and see her smirking. "Okay, fine, I admit it, I'm a geek."

"Yeah," she says, kissing my cheek, "but you're my geek."

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We arrive at the cemetery at nine. Mrs. Mars's grave is near the back of the land. It is a nicely kept site, what with Ronnie and Mr. Mars taking care of it every other week. Before leaving the house, Veronica grabbed a bunch of flowers and a picture of me and her. This is the first anniversary that me and Veronica have been together for.

"Dad already came by this morning." She clarifies when we reach the plot to find a framed photo of Veronica and her father placed on top of the tombstone. Veronica kneels down and pulls me down beside her.

"Hey mom." She says, placing the flowers on the grave. She uses her now free hand to trace her moms name on the headstone. She breathes in deeply. I interlock our fingers and squeeze her hand. She looks at me and smiles.

"Mom, I have news. Me and Logan… we're dating. Almost three months now. And he's made me so happy." She squeezes my hand again before speaking again. "I miss you." She whispers. She places the picture beside the one of her and her father, and then uses that hand to wipe her tears away.

We stay there for a few moments more before Veronica stands up and hugs me.

"Thanks Logan… for being here with me."

"I love you, Veronica. What matters to you, matters to me."

She smiles up at me and we head back to the X-terra. It's time to dance the night away.