Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Veronica Mars. Otherwise there wouldn't have been a need for all of the marshmallows that were sent. )

Author's Note: This is my first fanfic. I'm not the best at writing, but I had this idea and thought I'd go for it. I would greatly appreciate it if you could review my story and give me some feedback. Tell me if you think I should continue or if I should give up writing because I suck. Please be honest.

Duncan and Veronica were never together the night of Shelly's party. Therefore Veronica does not know how raped her, and Duncan and Meg are still together. Logan and Veronica never kissed at the Camelot, they never dated. So Logan wasn't on the bridge and Felix wasn't murdered. The paternity test results were different, and Keith Mars never survived the fire.

Filling the void - Ch. 2: Revealing the truth

After hearing the loud crash Logan and I ran out the door. The image that greeted us was extremely unexpected. Duncan was on top of his – I guess I might have to say "our" – father. He was screaming loudly and throwing punch after punch. As much as I don't really like Jake Kane, I knew that he didn't stand a chance against Duncan when he had one of his 'episodes'. So I ran over to Duncan and tried to push him off. "Duncan! STOP!" I yelled. But then to my surprise Duncan turned and the last thing I remember I saw two hands coming towards me and then everything went black.

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Slowly I blinked open my eyes and looked around to see where I was. But instead of seeing what I feared, the plain white walls of a hospital room, I was relieved to find myself in my bedroom. My head was pounding madly. I reached up and touched my forehead and felt a large bump with a little feeling of dried blood.

I then saw Logan walking over to me hurriedly, concern in his eyes. Wow this is a first, Logan Echolls actually cares about someone other than himself.

"So… what happened?" I asked, my voice a hoarse whisper. I definitely didn't mean to sound like that in front of him. I'm Veronica Mars, I'm tougher than tough.

"That's not important now Ronnie," he said soothingly, "We'll talk about it later. For now just rest."

"Just don't leave, okay?" I blurted out before I could realize what I was saying. But before I could take it all back, my world went black once again.

Early next morning I woke up, a strong arm laying across my stomach. I screamed. No, this couldn't have happened to me again, not again. Please tell me it didn't happen again!

I was shocked when I saw Logan jump up. "Ronnie, are you okay?"

"Oh um, yeah, I'm fine, sorry, uh, just a bad nightmare." I lied, my heartbeat finally back to normal.

We sat there for a couple minutes, just staring off into space. I was about to get up when Logan finally broke the silence.

"I suppose you want to know what happened last night?" I nodded. "Well after we heard the crash we ran out. Duncan was on top of Jake and you tried to push him off. But then Duncan just shoved you back and you hit your head on the end table. And then Duncan just collapsed to the floor. Mr. Kane took Duncan to his room and left and I took care of you."

"Thanks." I said sincerely, a weak smile spreading across my face.

"Where's Duncan?" I asked suddenly.

"Why do you want to know where he is, he is the one that caused you to hit your head."

"I just really need to talk to him okay?"

"Fine. But I don't know where he is. He's probably in his room or something."

We walked out of the room and found Duncan relaxing on the couch watching MAD TV. He turned and looked at me, then Logan, and then me again. Finally he glared into Logan's eyes and shouted, "What the hell were you doing staying in Veronica's room last night!"

I then felt Logan's hands on my shoulders, pushing me behind him. "I think it was carrying her to her bed and making the bleeding from her head stop after you shoved her last night when she tried to get you off your father. I stayed with her because she was scared – scared of you!" Logan screamed back.

I then stepped in front of Logan and looked into Duncan's shocked face and saw his eyes wander to the bump on my forehead. "Duncan, why aren't you taking your medication?" I calmly asked. Duncan gulped.

"What medication?" Logan asked, still staring at Duncan, his hands gripping my shoulders protectively. "What medication?" Logan asked more firmly.

I sighed. "Duncan has type 4 epilepsy. What you saw last night was one of his episodes. Sometimes he just blacks out and well that happens," I explained, "Usually when he's not taking his medication."

"Logan, can you leave the room for a sec?" Duncan asked.

"NO! I am NOT leaving you alone with her!"

"Logan please, he's not going to hurt me. Plus if it makes you feel better I'll go get Mr. Sparky."

"Fine. But you have two minutes. That's it!" He replied as he stormed out of the room.

"Duncan, you need to take your medication." I said calmly.

He looked at Veronica sadly, and then started talking. "How about if you tell me what happened the night of Shelly Pomeroy's party, then I'll promise to take my meds. You can even watch me take them every day."

My mouth gaped open in shock. "How do you know that something happened that night?" I asked firmly.

"I know you Veronica. After that night you changed. You cut your hair, got different clothes, and a brand new attitude. And I knew it wasn't because of Lilly's death. It was because of something else."

"Well I'm not going to tell you. It's personal information. And what you're doing is not fair. You're basically blackmailing me in a sense. Except this blackmail will cause more than a hurt reputation. I mean, are you serious? Why do you care so much anyways?"

"Because Veronica, I'm your, I'm your – brother. You can tell me anything. I know you better than anyone else."

I sighed. While I really didn't want to tell him, it would be good to get this off my chest. And he was right. He knows me the best – well after what happened. But I decided that maybe by telling someone I might be able to move past it, to forget all about the pain it had caused me. However I didn't know that I'd be telling two people, as Logan had opened my bedroom door a crack and was listening intently to our conversation. "The night of Shelly's party, I was… I was…" tears started to fill my eyes. I took a shaky breath, closed my eyes, and looked up into Duncan's caring ones, "I was raped."

"WHAT?!?" Duncan and Logan yelled at the same time. I turned to look at Logan coming towards me.

"I thought you were supposed to stay in there."

"Technically I was in the room. You never said I couldn't leave the door open a crack and listen to what you were saying."

"Well I'm glad that my problems are now everyone's business." I said, tears rolling down my face. Running into my room I jumped on my bed and buried my face in my pillow.

I then felt someone sit down on the side of my bed. I looked up to see Duncan staring back at me. "Look Veronica, it's going to be okay. I'm here for you, you know that, right?"

"Yeah. Thanks." I said as I sat up and wiped the tears from my face. Duncan gathered me into a hug and once again the tears started to fall. After a few minutes Duncan let go of me and wiped the remaining tears from my face. I looked up to see Logan standing in the doorway.

"What is he still doing here?" I was mad. Not only did he know that Duncan's my brother, but he knows that I was raped, and he just saw me bawl my eyes out.

"HE wanted to tell you that HE is going to do whatever it takes to find out who did this to you. HE promises."

I stifled a laugh at Logan talking in third person. But then I realized what he said. "Why would you possibly want to do that?"

"Because Ronnie, I want us to be friends again. I truly am sorry for all of the things I did to you. And since I know sorry isn't going to cut it, I thought that maybe by finding this out it could sort of help to, amend things, or something."

I looked at him in a state of disbelief. I guess we had been tolerating each other lately, but I thought he had just been getting bored with taunting me. At first I thought he was pulling a trick, but then I looked into his eyes and saw how honest, caring, and serious they were. There may have even been a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

"Umm… okay. Uh, thanks Logan." He nodded and then left the room.

"Veronica, I am so sorry for what I did to you. I truly didn't mean it. And just like I promised you can watch me take my pills tomorrow morning, okay?" He turned to leave but before he could get out the door I questioned him.

"Hey, Duncan, do you remember what got you so mad?"

The look in his eyes as he looked at me told me he remembered something. "You can tell me Duncan, I'm your sister."

But he just turned around, hung his head and softly shut the door behind him.