Disclaimer: I don't own anything except for the plot. Veronica Mars and all the other characters belong to Rob Thomas. He's the Man.

Dick was driving so fast he expected that the sheriff would stop him any minute. Wait! This was neptune after all. The sheriff's department was just a bunch of idiots. It would be like a miracle if they caught him. How many times had he and the gang done something illegal and the idiots nearly stood by? Too often.

Dick had to stop thinking about this. It was neither the time nor the place to contemplate about the sherrif department. He was on a quest. Yeah, he was on a mission just like he was inside of one of his games. The hero had to save the chick. That was what he was about to do. Well, he hoped that there was no need in saving someone but who knew? Why was Mac there anyway? She was either on the roof of the hotel or in the hotelroom Cassidy had rented that day. The latter was bullshit. No, she wouldn't go there. He knew it. It was like he had gone psychic like that dude in this tv show so many chicks were talking about at the moment. He had heard some talking at the mall the day he had rented the DvDs for his and Macs date.

Their date. That had been one of the best days of his life. Not that he would admit that a day where barely anything happened was one of them.

Mac was sitting close to him, one hand on the couch nearly touching his, the other at her mouth. She was biting her nails like she was scared of the movie. They were watching some horror movie which was the best type if you wanted a reason to be close to each other without being obtrusive. This was Dicks chance. He could try to act like nothing and casually take her hand in his. But this was way easier to say than to do. He was actually nervous. What if she didn't want him to? What if it was just a coincidence that her hand was lying so damn near his. His hand was getting sweaty. Fuck! He couldn't possibly hold her hand now if his own was like a fucking wet towel. Why the hell was he so damn nervous about this? It wasn't that he wanted to propose to her or something like that just hold her hand. Come on! You're Dick Casablancas. You had probably more girlfriends than she had read books. Well, maybe not that many but that is so not the point.He felt like he was some twelve year old boy having his first date.Get a hold of yourself dude. Just fucking do it!He was finally about to take it when he realized that he still hadn't done anything about his sweaty hands. This was not something he would do but Cassidy. He had even told her that one day about it. At the ridiculous carnival. He would never forget this day. Not because Cassidy finally somehow stood up to him and embarrassed him like he had never done it before but because it was the first day he really noticed her. Not only saw her but noticed her. Although he wouldn't have admitted it then 'cause he couldn't even really admit it now, but it was the first day he saw something different in her. She wasn't like all the other girls he knew and he liked that. But at that point she had still been the geek-girlfriend of his baby brother. Now, it was completely different. He was on a date with her.

It was about time to make a move. Dick tried to dry his hand on his jeans, hoping that Mac didn't notice. He was happy to see that she didn't because she was too wrapped up in the movie. It wasn't even the scariest movie he had seen like that one with the three dudes going into that forest and vanishing one after the other while filming it. That had scared the hell out of him but this was just some minor horror movie twelve year olds secretly watched.You had felt like one of them just seconds ago, remember? Anyway Mac was looking like she was really scared. So he finally made his move and slipped his hand over hers. She didn't stiffen or something which he thought must be a good sign. So he started to stroke her hand in circles with his thumb in what he meant to be a soothing motion.

That went on some minutes until he realized that Mac was pretty close to him. When had that happened? Minutes ago there was at least a foot between them and now there were merely some inches. What the hell? It was then that he noticed her slightly shifting near him so he did the only thing he could think of. He put his arm around her as casually as he could. Dick was surprised when she even put her head on his shoulder but enjoyed it nevertheless.

He secretly took in her scent. He felt like the happiest person in the world if he could stay like that forever. He was totally content right at this moment.

They must have stayed in that position for a long time because he didn't realize that the movie was over when Mac shifted in his arms. Not that he was really watching it anyway. She was getting out of his embrace to change the disc and Dick swore that he saw a blush on her cheeks. He maybe hadn't been the only one who had been nervous.

"Now that we've seen the movie you chose I believe that it is now my time to choose the next one."

Dick was startled when he heard a knock on his window. He was already at the Grand and someone stood beside his car. He had managed to get here without really watching were he went. He had been so wrapped up in the memory.

For maybe a second he had thought that it was Mac, how impossible that would have been, but it wasn't her. It was some random dude who was looking at him in confusion. Why did he have that effect so often on other people lately? He must have looked like some idiot to this guy.

"Go away!"

Fortunately he did as he was told and Dick was left alone. Not so good. Had he been in a hurry just minutes ago, he was now in this stupor again. The time when he couldn't stop his mind from thinking so much. What if he was too late? What if she didn't want to see him? What if he'd be the reason she'd do something stupid if he just showed up? What if she wasn't there? What if she had just lost her phone at the hotel and was already somewhere else? Dick was scared. Really scared. But there was no point in contemplating so he finally got out of his car and went in.

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Mac didn't knew what she was doing here. This was just like one of these times when she thought too much about everything and made herself believe things which led her in these situations no sane person would get into. Like the one with Dick. She knew that she had been completely insane as she yelled at him. She had had no right being angry at him.

And the situation she was in right at the moment wasn't that good either. She was standing on the roof of the hotel were her ex-boyfriend, slash murderer, slash rapist, slash psychotic had committed suicide and turned her world upside down. And not the good upside down like she had felt sometimes with Dick. The really bad one.

Pictures started in her head, like some kind of movie. She could nearly see Veronica, her face in a tortured expression because Cassidy had just blew up the plane her father was supposedly in, staring in disgust at him. Could see Logan storming onto the roof to rescue her. Could see Veronica pointing the gun at Cassidy after their fight. And last but not least Cassidy standing on the edge of the roof saying "That's what I thought" and stepping into that place were no one could follow him.

It was times like these that Mac regretted asking Veronica about all the details. After she had told her more or less what had happened she just wanted to know everything. Even if it had been very painful for Veronica, she just had to knew it at that moment. It had helped her to accept that this wasn't just a bad joke or a dream. That this really was her life. But that fact hadn't helped to erase all of the memories she didn't have for herself but that kept forming in her mind like they were hers. Like they belonged there. Like she was supposed to be in them. Just like now.

Mac stepped toward the place she thought he must have breathed his last breath before falling into darkness. She wanted to see the last things he had probably seen in his life. No scratch that. She didn't knew what she wanted there just that she had to be there. To lock it all up somewhere deep hidden in her mind and finally move on. Maybe not like she had hoped she could but at least in some way. Somehow. Anyhow. Just doing it. If she wouldn't do it soon she would never be able to do it. She had to take that one last step.

Dick was standing in front of the door which would lead him to the roof. He only had to take that one last step, but he was afraid to do it. He was afraid of the things he might see or not see if he took it. Taking all his courage he opened the door and was greeted with the sight he had feared the most.

Okay, I know you probably all hate me now but let me explain. I wanted to write more. I really wanted to write the talk they would have on the roof but I had some kind of a writers block and I couldn't write more. I had this written for maybe three days and waited for some ideas but none came. So Im posting it like this and hope that there will be more soon. I am truly sorry. But I hope you enjoy it as it is now.

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