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Filling The Void – Ch. 8: LoVe found

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As I sit and watch Pride and Prejudice at Logan's with him, Duncan and Meg, and Wallace and Jackie, I can't help but think that this could easily be a triple date. However Logan and I are on opposite sides of the room and are definitely not into each other. I mean, he's Logan, jackass extraordinaire. How could I ever like him? And that day on the cliff, he wasn't going to kiss me. Right? Oh my god, was he going to kiss me? Luckily Wallace strikes up a conversation and leads me away from my strange thoughts.

"I realize I'm not a nineteenth-century British woman, but I just don't get that Colin Firth thing."

"I think it's less him they're after, and more the mansion with the matching swans." Duncan replies.

"No, it's him." Jackie states, "Last year I dated this actor, big mistake by the way, but he did this play in London, and he was at the after-party. I'm no nineteenth-century British woman either, but (with an English accent) if Mr. Darcy would have asked, he would not have needed swans."

Jackie carries on with her 'fabulous' stories, much to the amusement and admiration of Wallace, Duncan, and Meg. I, however, am getting quite irritated with Jackie's bragging about her non-stop lifestyle and politely excused myself to use the bathroom.

I didn't actually go there. I made a pit stop at the kitchen and went to open the fridge, but as I could still hear Jackie's words from the living room, I decided to bang my head against it instead.

I muttered under my breath as I hit the fridge. "Stupid" (hit) "Frickin" (hit) "Jackie" (hit) "and her" (hit) "stupid" (hit) "fucking" (hit) "life"

I hadn't even realized that Logan had walked in to the kitchen until he spoke, "Yeah, everytime that girl opens her mouth I just want to repeatedly hit my head until I die."

I look over at him, embarrassed, and all he does is smirk. After a little staring contest I regain my composure and start talking. "Seriously though, how can they listen to her talk about how she got kicked out of prep school or went to Paris for her birthday and not want to shoot themselves?"

"I don't know." Logan says honestly as he reaches to open the fridge. As he moves closer, our bodies are touching, and I feel my cheeks heating up. Quickly I back away and go to the pantry, hiding my blushing face from his view. "Want a skist?" He asks, with his head in the fridge.

"Y – Yeah." I stammer, and silently curse myself. Why is he having this effect on me?!?

I search the pantry and finally find a bag of chips. After grabbing them I brush past him quickly and almost jog into the living room. I can feel his smirk from behind me.

As I seat myself once again, I try to focus on the movie. But suddenly there's a skist in front of my face and I look up to see Logan staring down at me with raised eyebrows. I mutter a 'thanks' and reach for it, but my fingers brush his as I grab it. I try to ignore the spark that shoots through me and look to the side, but then I see Meg's amused face with raised eyebrows at the situation. I probably look like a deer-in-headlights but I just open my soda and take a long drink out of it. By the time I'm done everyone's seated and has their eyes focused on the screen.

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After we get through the first half, everyone starts to leave, Wallace and Jackie first, and then Duncan and Meg. I'm almost to the door when something catches my eye. This wall is lined with movie posters from Aaron's many films. There's titles like 'Hard Ball', 'Crimson Dawn', and 'Fierce Instinct'. But the one that gives me chills is 'The Long Haul'. I must have walked down this hall hundreds of times when Logan and I were friends. I search my brain as I try to remember what Aaron wrote to Curly on that picture. "All those years… still on… The Long Haul." 'The Long Haul', it's not a macho expression, it's a movie. The 1982 thriller that introduced a young action star named Aaron Echolls, featuring a signature stunt where a truck is sent veering over a bridge, a stunt supervised and performed by David 'Curly' Moran.

"What are you looking at?" Logan asks as he walks into the room, now eating an apple.

I continue to look at the poster, and I feel a tear slide down my cheek. "Hey, Veronica, are you all right?"

I turn to look at him with tears in my eyes and I see concern written all over his face. "It was me." I choke out.

"What? Veronica what are you…" Logan is clearly confused.

"The bus crash. It was meant for me. They all died because of me." I start to cry and then I feel Logan's arms surrounding me in a tight hug. Logan isn't sure what this is about and stares confused at the movie poster.

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I wake up and look at the clock to find that it's three in the morning and that I'm wrapped in someone's arms. I turn my head to the left and see Logan's sleeping face. I smile as I see the peaceful look he has, and the slight smile that graces his lips. Sighing contently, I rest my head back on his shoulder and go back to sleep.

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Logan POV

The ringing of my phone wakes me up. I quickly drag it out of pocket, hoping that it doesn't wake Veronica. But it only makes her stir for a moment, then snuggle further into my chest.

"Hello" I answer, yawning.

Duncan is on the phone and starts rambling, "Logan, you've gotta help me. Veronica didn't come home last night. Sometimes she comes home late, so I went to sleep, but then this morning I looked into her room and she's not there. Her phone is turned off too. I don't-"

"Dude, calm down. Everything's fine. Veronica's at my house. We, uh, watched another movie and then fell asleep." I quickly think of the lie, figuring Veronica wouldn't want Duncan to know of her breakdown.

"Did you two do anything? Did you take advantage of my sister!" Duncan yells accusingly at me.

"What? No! We didn't do anything. How could you think that I would do such a thing!"

Duncan sighs in relief. "Sorry, man. I've just been really protective of her lately. I mean, I know she can take care of herself. I just – I don't want to lose her."

"Don't worry about it, DK. When she wakes up I'll tell her to go back to the suite."

"All right. Talk to ya later."

After hanging up the phone I slip it back into my pocket then look down to find Veronica still sleeping. Smiling to myself, I lean down and kiss her on the head. Wait, did I just kiss her? What has gotten into me!

Shocked at what I did, I quickly maneuver myself off the couch without disturbing Veronica. I went into the kitchen and proceeded to make a pot of coffee, however my thoughts remained on Veronica the whole time.

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Veronica POV

I wake up in the morning and look at the clock again to find that it's now nine. I look around the living room and don't see Logan, so I decide to go looking for him. The smell of coffee brings me to the kitchen, where I see Logan drinking a cup of it and eating a poptart.

"Hey." I say shyly, remembering the position we were in not too long ago.

He drops his poptart onto the plate and looks at me, startled. "Um, hi."

"So… did you save any coffee for me?"

"Oh, uh, yeah. It's over there, on the counter. Actually, you sit down, I'll get you a cup."

I smile as I take a seat at the breakfast bar. "Hmm… aren't you chivalrous."

He chuckles as he grabs a mug and pours some coffee into it. "Only for you, Ronnie."

There's silence as he brings the cup over and sets it in front of me. We drink our coffee in the uncomfortable silence until we finish. "I, um, should probably get home."

"Oh, yeah. Duncan called, he was worried."

"Oh, I guess my phone was off." I look at my shoes. What is going on? When have we ever been awkward and uncomfortable with each other? "I'd, uh, better get going."

"Yeah. I'll walk you to the door."

Logan and I then slowly walk to his front door side by side. We reach it, and then he opens it wide and leans on the wall. "So, I'll see you Monday?" He asks me, his confidence beginning to surface.

"Yeah." I say, then look up into his eyes. Big mistake. His brown eyes are so warm and kind, I feel like I'm drowning in a melted Hershey's bar. "Thanks for, um, last night."

"No problem." Then he smiles that ridiculous half smile, half smirk of his, and my stomach flutters a bit.

After staring at his mouth for what I'm sure was too long to be normal, I make up my mind and lean in to kiss him on the cheek. But I missed. And I kissed the corner of his mouth instead. We both were wide eyed, and I shook my head, turning to leave out the door. But he grabbed my wrist and pulled me close to him and then captured my mouth with his. We engaged in a passionate kiss that seemed to last a lifetime and a second, and made my heart skip a few beats. We then pulled away and looked at each other, wondering what we were doing.

I walked backwards a bit, and then dashed to my car. As I unlocked it, I looked back to see Logan leaning in the doorway, staring at me with a heated gaze. I gulped and then got in and drove.

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I reached the hotel in record time, and was in a trance as I got in the elevator and walked to the suite. I walked in and didn't even notice Duncan and Meg cuddling on the couch, Duncan's hand splayed over Meg's stomach, until I heard "You're alive!"

"Huh?" I turned, confused, to see Duncan grinning as he got up and walked towards me.

"Hey, everything okay?"

"What? Oh, uh, yeah. Everything's fine."

"All right, if you say so. But Meg and I need to talk to you about something."

I raised my eyebrows. "If it's that she's pregnant, I already know."

"No, she told me that. But Meg's going to move in with us."

"Move in, as in here? This suite?"

"Yeah." Duncan replied happily.

"Oh, okay. Cool." I was definitely surprised.

"But, um… we were wondering, and I talked to Dad, too, if maybe you would want to move into your own suite? There's one just down the hall that's almost as nice."

I smirked, "So you're kicking me out."

"No, no. That's not what we're doing. I mean, it's just, with the baby, and I, uh –"

"Duncan," I stopped my brother's rambling with a smile, "I'm joking. Actually this works out quite nicely. 'Cus no offense or anything, but I really didn't want to be living with a baby. All that crying and wining and dirty diapers. Not for me. Although I'd be happy to play the role of Auntie Veronica."

Duncan looked relieved. "Great. And Dad said he'll pay for your room too, so don't worry about it. We're actually going out to dinner tomorrow night, and he wants you to come."

"Oh, I don't know." I said, not really wanting to go to this dinner.

"It's a family thing, it'll be fun."

"Well, I'm not really fam-"

"Veronica, come on," Duncan pleaded, "Just go, for Meg and I?"

I looked between their pouting faces and gave in. "Fine, you win."

"Perfect. There's a dress and shoes for you on your bed."

"What? How does whoever bought that know my size."

I see Duncan and Meg looking rather sheepish. "No idea." He said.

I roll my eyes and trudge my way into the bedroom.

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After declaring the saddening news of the situation with Casablancas stock to Mr. Pope, I head to Java the Hut to find out who Miss Kendall is having an affair with.

I see Cassidy seated at a table as I walk in and we wave. Grabbing a seat next to him I pull out my laptop and he plugs in the Ipod. We wait as the photos load and then he tells me that I have customers.

Walking over I am quite surprised when I see Jackie and some random guy who is definitely NOT Wallace. "Oh, hey, Veronica." Jackie says happily.

"Hey, Jackie… and… Random Dude." I say with a bite in my voice.

"Dave, this is Veronica, the girl I was a total bi-atch to. We'll just take that table over there. You look pretty busy."

"Yeah." I say, trying to suppress my anger. You look pretty busy yourself. Too busy for Wallace, definitely too busy for me.

I head back to where Cassidy is but I slow as I see the look of disgust on his face. "Cassidy, what's wrong?"

"This is disgusting. I mean, I've known him for a long time."

"Who?" I ask, but then he swivels the laptop so I can see the picture of Kendall taking off her shirt and John Enbom unzipping his pants.

"Eww." I agree, scrunching up my nose.

"I have to show my dad." Cassidy says, unplugging the Ipod and running to the door.

"Wait!" I yell, but either he doesn't hear me or he just ignores me.

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Duncan, Meg, and I are lounging on the couch, eating a pizza, and watching the news when a report comes up about Mr. Casablancas and his real-estate fraud. Duncan and Meg are both shocked, but I just smile to myself, and grab another slice.

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So lame ending, I know. But I wanted to get this posted AND finish with this episode.

Since I really liked the kiss from 1.18, I used it for mine. It was just so cute, and I hope you guys liked it.

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