Try to review this quickly, see if the idea interests you. I know that it is kind of vague. I will post another chapter within the next day or two, but I just wanted to get this little teaser out because it was on my mind and it is kind of late right now. Anyway, have fun.

Disclaimer: The bitches at the CW who do not deserve this show own everything.

Here is the first official chapter. Just a little note. Yes, there was a bus crash, but no Cassidy had nothing to do with it, and I may never talk about the crash again. I got a couple questions about that.

Redemption

Sex, Drugs, and Violence

Aaron Echolls hadn't tasted the crisp outside air in almost a year. A refreshing feeling it was as he walked out of the courthouse and into the pictures of the adoring press and his fans stationed outside. It was like a seen out of a movie, one of his movies to be exact. You know, the one where Aaron plays a father wrongly accused of murder and is finally acquitted at the end.

"Mr. Echolls, how does it feel to be free," one of the members of the press asked as he strolled towards the cameras.

Aaron spoke his planned response, "It feels wonderful. It is a sad state when you are falsely accused or a crime, especially murder. But days like this make you remember how great this nation can be. I love this country and my fans for sticking by me. Even though many people close to me didn't believe in me, American always has. Thank you and God bless."

What a great act. It was worth an academy award for that one.

"Hey Steve, it's Aaron, I'm not guilty!" Aaron exclaimed to his new agent.

What you thought being in jail would keep Aaron Echolls out of the business? Yea right, it's about time for the new and improved Aaron Echolls story. The acquittal adds a great finish to an already stellar screenplay. Looking at his blackberry, he could see that calls had already come in from Universal and Touchstone, probably about the story of a life time.

"Yea Steve, make meetings for tomorrow. Oh and book me a room at the Neptune Grand. What? I know my son is staying there too. Logan will forgive me, trust me. Just get me Penthouse, okay? Thanks Steve, and invite a bunch of people, its time for a party!"

Aaron hung up his phone, got into the limo and headed towards his new home at the Neptune Grand.

"Hey, boy! Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?" Veronica said as she walked in the door. Backup ran up to her, wagging his tail, happy to see Veronica.

Veronica picked up the remote that was on the table and turned on the TV. She wasn't surprised by what she saw. Every channel seemed to be talking about Aaron Echolls. He just didn't understand how everybody still could think of him as a saint. How could they all be so blind to what he had done?

"What are you doing Veronica?"

"Dad?"

"Turn that crap off hunny, I have something that will hopefully cheer you up."

"What is it?" Veronica asked, looking to see what was in the bag.

"Sundae Night?" Keith responded, taking the vanilla ice cream, syrup, and sprinkles out of the bag.

"Sorry Dad, not really in the mood tonight, I think I'm going to go to sleep."

"But it's only five o'clock?" Keith said, looking at his watch, "Are you sure you're going to be alright?"

"I'll be fine. Night dad."

Veronica turned around and walked into her bedroom. She took her cell phone out of her bag and saw that there was a new message….from Logan? Veronica flipped open the phone to see what it said

"Hey Veronica….Um…I'm gonna take care of this. Don't worry; it will all be over soon. I'll be seeing you around….End of new message. To erase this message—

Veronica hit seven and erased the message. What was Logan thinking about doing? She couldn't sit there and try to find out, so instead she decided to take action for herself and check out just what Logan was talking about.

Aaron Echoll's party was winding down. It was two O'clock by now and most of his friends had left, leaving only a couple, one of who was a very nice looking female. Aaron finished off his scotch and staggered over to her side.

"Hello my dear, how are things tonight?"

"Wow…hi Mr. Echolls." The girl said nervously to herself. She had been invited by one of her girlfriends to this party who was Aaron's publicist. She didn't really think she would get to meet Aaron Echolls. He was so dreamy, so beautiful, and not a murderer too!

"Would you like to join me for the after party in the other room?" Aaron asked, taking her hands into his.

"After party?"

"You'll see. Alright everybody! It was very nice of you to come tonight. I thank all of you for support." He spoke, basically booting the rest of his guests out of his room. After the last partier was gone, his eyes refocused on this woman as he led her into the bedroom.

"What's your name my dear?"

"Crystal." She answered nervously.

"Crystal, do you know what it's like to not be intimate with somebody for over a year?"

"No?"

"Well…neither will I after today."

Aaron moved towards the door and shut it. He put his hands to his shirt, unbuttoned it, and took position on the bed.

"Crystal, you will never forget this."

Logan lay on his bed, thinking about his plan. This was really the firs time he could do this since the loud noises on the floor above him had stopped. What was worst was that the reason he could concentrate, was the same reason he was this sad. Logan knew his father was upstairs celebrating, probably banging every woman in sight.

He got up out of bed to pour himself a drink, some of the whiskey he stole from the liquor store on his way over to his room. As he poured himself a drink, there was a knock at the door.

"Blondie, what on Earth are you doing here?"

"I came to check on you Logan, see how you were doing." Veronica said, genuinely concerned about Logan and the voice mail she had received. But she wasn't gonna let him know she had read it yet. Veronica wanted to see what she could find out on her own, because she figured correctly that Logan would tell her nothing.

"How nice, my very own guardian angel." Logan shot back sarcastically.

"I see today hasn't mellowed you at all. Same old Jackass."

"Tough words from such a small girl."

"So what you drinking?" Veronica asked, peering into his glass.

"Nothing, wanna try?"

"Sure."

Logan poured her whiskey, and watched her drink up. He wasn't surprised at her reaction. Veronica wasn't what one would call a big or experienced drinker. She was more of a wine cooler gal, and even two or three of those would make her feel it.

As expected, after two drinks, she started to feel the effects, and the feeling of Logan's leg rubbing up against her as he sat down next to her on the couch.

"You look nice today."

"Well aren't you sweet." Veronica slurred.

"Why are you looking at me that way?" Veronica asked.

"What way?" He responded.

"Like you want me or something."

Logan paused, thinking of the right word to say.

"Maybe because I do." Logan said as he closed the distance between the two, brushing his lips to hers. Veronica didn't respond at first to his lips on hers, but eventually, she did, pushing back to him. She felt Logan's tongue on her lips and opened them to let him into her mouth. They kissed like that for five minutes until Logan pulled back.

"I missed you Veronica."

"I missed you too."

The door creaked open and a man walked in. He wasn't supposed to be there, but there was something that needed to be taken care of. The man heard moaning in the bedroom and walked towards it. He took his gun out of his pocket, and put the silencer on top. Walking slowly towards the bedroom door, the man put a mask over his face and gloves on his hands as he heard the moaning stop.

When he finally opened the door, there was only a naked woman on the bed. He had no idea who she was. This beautiful naked woman was passed out on the bed, sound asleep.

The man walked over and kneeled down to make sure she was still asleep when…

"BANG"

The man fell to the floor…he was dead.

Crystal woke up suddenly.

"Aaron, what happen—

But before she could finish

"BANG"

She was dead too.

Aaron didn't want to shoot her, but he couldn't have a witness seeing him murder somebody.

Aaron reached into the dead man's pocket and took out his ID and read the name

"Clarence Weidman"

Sorry for the delay, then again, with only two reviews, I guess I shouldn't be sorry. Hopefully you can read and review now more easily, with a better idea of what is happening after this chapter.