Drunk Logan

by obsessedlikeneverb4

This is a S1 LoVe fic. There aren't enough out there. There are a total of 47 chapters. Mix a drunk Logan with a ticked off Veronica and what do you get?

27. Chapter 27

Drunk Logan
Chapter 27

A/N: Okay, apparently chapter 26 got the blood pumping, if the amount of reviews I got is any indication. Let's keep that heart rate up, shall we? Remember, I love you all and appreciate the reviews more than you know. I hope you enjoy this chapter. This week's updates should still come each day, but the timing of them might be a little messy. We are supposed to be getting temperatures into the 90's and 100's. Now, to some that may not be a big deal. I, however, live in a region of the U.S. that rarely sees those type of temps. Therefore, few have air conditioners. We have one in our master bedroom, but the rest of the house will be scorching. I will not be home a lot as I will be seeking out cool places to take my children. Anyway, thanks again.

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The phone rang and Logan answered it quickly, hoping that Veronica would be on the other end.

"Logan, it's Keith. Have you heard anything from Veronica again?" He was hoping that Veronica had called the boy and let her know that she was alright.

"No, nothing. Any luck with the tracker?" Logan had been going about 90 mph since hitting the highway, hoping that he would be able to close the distance between him and Veronica.

"Well, they stopped a little bit ago. They've been there for a while, but I don't know if it's a pit stop or if they are going to keep moving. Hopefully he didn't get rid of the phone. I'm about an hour to the East of their current location and my border patrol contact said that they passed through the border about two hours ago."

"I wasn't able to reach him in time for them to stop the car. Between me talking to him and him relaying the message to all of his agents, we just missed them. He looked through the video surveillance they have, though. He said that she looked fine, she wasn't hurt. Lamb is still working with the Mexican police to coordinate something, but this is Lamb. I don't want to rely on him alone. Where are you?" He asked, hoping the boy was closer than he was.

"I'm just pulling up to the border. I don't know how fast he was driving, but I'm going to get there as fast as possible. I'll call you for more specific directions when I get a little closer. Call me if they start moving again, okay?"

"Sounds good. Hey, Logan, thank you." Keith couldn't express how much gratitude he had for this high school rich kid who seemed to be sacrificing so much for Veronica. There was a time when he thought that no one in Neptune would be kind to the Mars', let alone sacrifice anything for them.

Yet, here was this spoiled rich teenage boy. By definition he should have been at his most selfish, and Keith had witnessed many of the boy's selfish, juvenile acts over the years. Over the last couple of weeks, though, the he had acted like more of a man than most of the men Keith knew. He had definitely earned Keith's trust and respect. As odd as it sounded, the ex-Sheriff, who was used to working with highly trained professionals over the years, was relying heavily on Logan for help in saving Veronica.

"Mr. Mars, there is no need for that. No disrespect, but I'd be here whether you wanted it or not." Logan was absolutely serious. There was nothing that could pull him away from searching for Veronica.

"I know. That is why I'm thanking you. I'll talk to you later. Call me in about a half an hour."

"Will do. Later." Logan hung up and passed through the border easily.

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They pulled up in front of a small, beautiful church. Troy came around the car and opened her door for her again, helping her out. He continued to hold her hand, then put his other hand on the small of her back, guiding her into the church.

In the foyer of the church was a priest. He had been waiting for them and shook Troy's hand, then Veronica's. He was smiling and asked Troy if they were ready. Veronica wondered what Troy must have told this kind-looking man. He didn't seem to know what was truly happening.

'Maybe I can signal him or something,' Veronica thought as she looked around the church trying to find an escape. 'Of course, I don't have any transportation, any money or identification, my cell phone is still at the villa and I'm dressed in a wedding gown. Exactly where do I think I'm going?'

The three of them walked to the front of the church and the priest turned to face them. Troy and Veronica were facing each other, still holding hands.

"Let us pray." The priest and Troy closed their eyes and bowed their heads. Veronica looked at them and then quickly began looking around the chapel, trying to find anything that would save her. Just as she was considering using one of the candelabra's to hit Troy over the head, the priest ended the prayer and began the ceremony.

It was the quickest catholic wedding ceremony she'd ever attended. The Catholic wedding's she'd been to had always been drawn out and consisted of a lot of ritual. Veronica wasn't sure if the Mexican Catholics were just different or if Troy had requested a shorter ceremony. It's not like either of them were religious anyway.

It seemed like she was in a dream state, although, it definitely was not a dream. She was shocked at the events taking place. From the moment Troy kidnaped her from the school, she had been in a state of disbelief. She knew that these things were happening. She had been kidnaped and driven to Mexico by Troy. She'd been taken to their new home and undressed by her "fiancé" and she was, in fact, marrying him. All of these things had happened, but she just couldn't grasp that it was all real.

'Of course,' she thought to herself as Troy slipped the most beautiful wedding set she'd ever seen onto her finger. He had planned out all of the details and this was reality to him, why wouldn't he have a real ring for her.
When he handed her his matching band, she put it on his finger with robotic like movements. She didn't even question it, she did it because that is what came next in this screwed up nightmare she was living.

"You may now kiss the bride."

She blanched when Troy's lips covered hers, remembering the last kiss they'd had. It was when he'd attacked her behind the school. He kissed her roughly and then pushed her against the wall. She remembered his words clearly, 'I'll be seeing you around, Veronica.'

She shuttered at the reality of his words and a single tear fell down her cheek. Troy pulled back and looked into her eyes. He smiled and wiped away the tear.

"I know, sweet baby. It's been such a long time coming. I'm so happy. Let's sign the certificate and make this thing official! Then, we can get back to the villa and celebrate our love."

Troy was watching over her as she signed the marriage certificate. She couldn't not sign it and she couldn't make any obvious marks, so she signed it.

"Veronica E. Mars," Troy stated as he read it.

'Obviously he didn't think that learning my middle name was an important part to stalking me or he'd know that "E" isn't my middle initial.'

She wasn't trying to send any signals, she knew it was unlikely that anyone would ever see the document. They would have to be looking for a marriage certificate in order to stumble across it and who would think that Troy would let them continue using their real names.

It was kind of ingenious. In his mind, there was no reason that they should change their names. They were in love and they had moved to Mexico to get married and start their lives together. It might actually work in his favor, though, because who would be looking for them under their real names? Everyone would expect them to be using aliases.

She didn't want to sign her real name, though. That would just give further consent to the sham of a union. And the 'E?' It was silly, really. It was just a reminder she wanted to keep with her.

Troy thanked the priest and then walked Veronica to the car, talking excitedly the whole time. He referred to her as Mrs. Vandergraff and she almost fainted.

"Oh, baby. You're probably so hot in this wedding dress. We'll get you home and out of these clothes soon."

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When they arrived back at the villa, Troy stopped her at the front door and picked her up to carry her across the threshold. He was smiling at her the entire time. He was the picture of the romantic newlywed husband. He continued to carry her toward the bedroom and she began to panic. She was thinking of any excuse she could use to keep them away from that room.

"Uh, Troy, I'm really hungry. Shouldn't we eat something first. We haven't eaten since we've been on the road." She really was hungry, but her true motivation was time. Whatever she could do to avoid the inevitable, she would.

"You're right, baby." He said as he entered the bedroom with her. "I knew we'd need something so I arranged for a special wedding night dinner for us. The food should be here in about 20 minutes. In the meantime, I'm going to prepare a nice, relaxing bath for you." He kissed her forehead.

"Oh, and I have a surprise for you."

"A surprise?" 'What like my mother bound and gagged in the bathroom, waiting to congratulate me?' She didn't want any part of Troy's freaky surprises.

"Yes, a surprise. I know that you didn't have much time to shop for our honeymoon, so I picked up some things for you." When he set her down in the bathroom, he brought her attention to an outfit that was hanging on the back of the door. It was a white silk corset with a sheer cover. It had attached garters that would hold up the white thigh-high nylons that were laying on a shelf. Next to them were a pair of white silk thong panties and four-inch high heels.

She swallowed audibly as she stared at the material, which under different circumstances, she would have admired. She would have thought it was the perfect mixture of purity and sexiness. It was something she could see wearing on her wedding night.

Unfortunately, this was not a different circumstance. She was expected to display herself for Troy in the lingerie. She noticed Troy looking at her expectantly.

"I-I'm speechless. It, it's beautiful." She wasn't lying. It was beautiful.

"I knew you'd love it." He started the bath for her. She watched as he added a blend of lily-scented bath beads and bubbles. He completed the set up by adding live lilies to the water and lighting several candles that he had placed around the bathroom. He kissed her softly and looked into her eyes.

"I'll be right out here setting up and I'll bring your food in when it arrives." He left and Veronica wondered what he meant by 'setting up.' 'What's he setting up, now?'

She was happy that she had a moment to herself and the first thing she did was move toward the window. Unfortunately, it was sealed shut. The only way she would be able to get out of it was to break it. With Troy in the adjoining room, that wasn't an option. He would be in the bathroom too quickly for her to make an escape and it would limit her ability to escape at a later time.

As much as she wanted to get away from him, she had to be smart and use patience. She had to make sure she had a good chance going unnoticed by him or, not only would he stop her from leaving, he would punish her for it. He wouldn't extend her the freedom of bathing by herself again, if he knew that she was a flight risk.
She undressed and got into the tub, thinking of what was to come. If the situation hadn't been so serious, she would have laughed. She had spent the last ten months of her life thinking she'd been raped. She found out that wasn't true...just in time to be raped anyway. And, this time she would be fully aware of what was happening to her and she'd have to remember it.

She didn't know what was worse. The months she'd spent wondering what happened to her at Shelly's party or being able to remember every word, every touch, every last detail about such an awful experience.

She knew one thing, though. She wasn't going to make it easy on Troy. She would try everything she could to delay any intimacy with him. If that didn't work, she didn't know what she would do. It wasn't in her nature to just 'roll over and take it' in a manner of speaking. Her first choice would be to fight back with everything she had. The question was, was that the smart thing to do. She knew from their last encounter just how strong and vicious he could be. Would fighting back make it worse for her? The probability was that he would overpower her and would rape her anyway. Unless she could figure out some way to completely catch him off guard and knock him out in some way, would it be worth it? Her stomach turned at the thoughts of what lie ahead. Her choices of getting into a physical confrontation with him and maybe being raped more violently; or giving into him in hopes of gaining his trust and ensuring her future escape, were not appealing options.

She had long given up on any white knight rushing to her aid. If she'd had any hope left after they passed the border, it vanished the moment the priest said, 'I pronounce you husband and wife.' She looked down at the gorgeous ring on her finger. She desperately wished for different circumstances.

Not that she would normally choose to get married at seventeen, but if she had to, she wished Logan were the one waiting for her in the bedroom. The whole day would have been so wonderful. The details that went into the wedding and honeymoon had taken thoughtfulness and planning. She could handle giving her virginity, in essence, to Logan. He may not be in love with her, but she knew he cared for her and would take care of her.

She didn't really know what to expect from Troy, but she knew the violent side of him. Logan would never physically hurt her.

Not that it mattered, none of it mattered. She wasn't in other circumstances. Troy was her husband and he was waiting for her in the bedroom.

She was pulled out her thoughts by the knock on the door. She quickly checked to make sure the bubbles covered her as the door opened and Troy popped his head in. He pushed the door fully open and rolled in a cart of food.

"Wah-lah! For my bride tonight, we have all of your favorites. We have your favorite Thai food dishes which, by the way, are not easy to get in Mexico. Anything for my baby. Then, we have a little Tillamook Mudslide ice cream with all toppings you love so much." He placed the plate on the side of the tub and then began to eat his own food.

"How's your bath, baby?" Veronica was sure that he'd called her 'baby' for the millionth time. If she never heard that word again, it'd be too soon.
"Nice." This was her chance, though. She yawned really big. "You know, it's been such a big day, with traveling and the wedding, that I'm just so exhausted. Maybe we should just sleep tonight." She had to tread very carefully so that he didn't see her true intentions and get angry.

"We could, it has been a long day." He paused for a moment and her optimism resurfaced. "Of course, even as tired as I am, I still desire you. I can't wait to be with you, can you? Are you so tired that you don't want me?"

"That's not what I was saying. I just thought that our first time together would be better if we weren't so tired." 'Please, please, give this to me.'

"Don't you worry about that, baby. You could never disappoint me. Now, eat up, it'll give you energy." He smiled and waggled his eyebrows at her.

She had been hungry earlier, but lost her appetite and became nauseous. She picked at the food a little, hoping he wouldn't notice. It didn't seem to phase him at all.

For having stalked her for years and knowing as much about her as he did, he wasn't very observant of her true feelings. Every time she was scared or upset about something, he only seemed to misconstrue the signals. She wondered if that was because he'd spent so much time creating what she should be in his mind, and not learning about who she really was. Sure, details about the food she liked, tastes in clothing, favorite smells. Those are textbook things about her. They don't show a true understanding of who she is.

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Logan called Keith again and was informed that the signal had not moved and they planned to meet up at the town limits. At the rate Logan was moving, it would still take about 30 minutes.

He wondered momentarily about what it was that had kept them in one spot for so long. He quickly pushed those thoughts out of his mind when they became too much. He had learned a lot from Keith over the last few days about staying focused on the problem. They needed to get to Veronica and thinking of all the things that Troy could be doing to her would not help him get there any faster.

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When Troy was done eating, he put both of their plates back on the cart and started to leave.

"I know you're enjoying your bath, baby, but hurry up okay? You wouldn't want to keep your husband waiting too long, would you?" He called over his shoulder.

"Okay, it might take a while for me to get into that beautiful outfit, though." She smiled as sweetly as she could.

"Well, then better get started, huh?" He stopped and turned around, grabbing a towel off of the rack. He unfolded it and held it up for her to get out of the tub.

"Oh, that's alright. I still have to rinse off the bubbles." She didn't want to get out of the bath tub in front of him and knew that she'd pushed him a little too far. She started to drain the tub so he would know she was serious. She was walking a fine line and needed to make sure she kept him happy, but not too happy.

He seemed satisfied with her answer and left the bathroom with the cart. She rinsed off, stepped out of the tub and dried herself. She got dressed slowly, not only because she was dreading going into the bedroom, but because it was a complicated outfit. There had to have been a good 20 hooks on the corset. Then, she got the thigh-highs connected after a lot of twisting into odd angles to fasten the ones in the back, only to figure out that she'd not put the thong on first. She had to unfasten the thigh-highs, put the thong on, then redo the thigh-highs. She felt like she had gotten such a workout that she needed another shower.

Veronica put on the sheer cover hoping for at least a minimal amount of coverage. She finished the look with the 4-inch heels and turned to appraise herself in the full-length mirror on the back of the door. It fit her perfectly and she looked amazing. She just stood there staring at herself wishing she were somewhere else.

'Just a couple of months ago, I was sure I'd never get married. Now, here I am, the seventeen-year old wife of a psychotic stalker. This is not how I saw my life going.'

She was still going to look for an opportunity to catch Troy unaware and knock him out with something, but she wasn't very optimistic about that possibility.

She tried to convince herself that this was just sex and that it wasn't a big deal. She wasn't like Lilly, though, who looked at sex purely as physical enjoyment. Veronica had thought of her virginity as something sacred and something that she would give to the man she loved. She had never vowed to wait until marriage, but she hadn't ruled it out either.

'This isn't your virginity, though, Veronica. That was taken...or given away a long time ago. This is just sex. You can do this.' Then, she had an idea of how she could get through sex with Troy.

'Maybe if I just keep my eyes shut and think of Logan the whole time, I can get through this without being sick.'

She was taken from her thoughts by the knock at the door and fully expected to see Troy's head pop in again. This time, he called out to her first.

"I'm coming in, are you ready?" She knew there was no more stalling.

"Yes, but go sit on the bed. I'll come out to you." 'Logan, Logan, Logan.'

"Sounds great, baby." She heard him walk over and bounce onto the bed. "I'm ready whenever you are!" He sing-songed.
'Wonderful. He's just full of excitement, isn't he?'

She opened the door slowly and saw the candle-lit room and heard the soft music playing. Her eyes landed on Troy, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, leaning back on his hands. The moment she stepped through the door and he saw her, he was in awe of her beauty. He sat up straight without saying a word.

Veronica could see his breathing increase and by the look of his boxers, he was already excited. His eyes were transfixed on her body as he rose from the bed and closed the gap between them.

"Oh, baby, you're gorgeous," he whispered in her ear. He caressed her face and put a hand under her chin, angling her face toward his. His lips descended on her softly and she began to shake.

Troy pulled back from her and slowly slipped the sheer cover off of each shoulder, kissing them as he bared them. The garment dropped to the floor and she swallowed hard. The amount of protection the thin piece of material had afforded her, had been shed. She felt naked in front of him as his gaze roamed her body. She was on display as he slowly circled her. He stopped when he got behind her and moved her hair out of the way as he bent to kiss her neck and nibble on her ear.

His hands began to roam across her body. He had one wrapped around her and caressing her breast and the other wrapped around her waist. He was pulling her toward him and his erection was pressing into her as he guided her toward the bed.

When they reached the bed he turned her around and gently pushed her to lay on her back. She closed her eyes as he ran his hands up her legs and followed that pattern with his lips. He kissed up to her stomach and each of her breasts.

'Logan, Logan, Logan, Logan...' she was chanting his name continually in her head. Her heart was beating so hard, she thought it was going to burst out of her chest. Her breathing had shallowed to the point she thought she'd pass out and she was sweating. Her mouth had dried so severely that she was having trouble swallowing.

Troy licked up her neck and started working on her ear, his hands again roaming her body and his knee spreading her legs.

'Logan, Logan, Logan, Logan...' she wasn't sure she could do it. Her skin was crawling and as much as she was trying, she was battling herself. Her body was rigid and her fists were clenched at her sides.

'Logan! Logan! Logan!' She was screaming his name in her mind, hoping to drown out Troy's seduction.

"WHAT! WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?" Troy screamed at her as her eyes flew open in time to see the fire reflected back in his.

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unlovedgirl: Welcome! I haven't heard from you before, but it's nice to have you! Thank you so much for your kind words. I hope you continue to enjoy the story as much as I have loved writing it.

XXspuffster101XX: Why, thank you. Thank you very much. And, welcome. It's nice to hear from you and I really appreciate your detailed comments. I really like to hear what readers are thinking about. It helps me know whether I'm getting across what I want. Ok, let me put your heart to rest a little. Everything will be okay in the end. I know that's not very comforting...especially after this chapter, but trust me. Stick with me and we'll be okay. Believe me, my heart was pounding when I was writing these chapters. I kind of know what you're going through, even though I knew where the story was headed. Anyway, thanks again. I hope you keep reading and enjoying. And, yes, if Logan and Veronica had listened to me, they wouldn't have gone and assumed all the wrong things. Unfortunately, they have minds of their own and I have NO control over what they do. What can I say:-)

RBDFAN: How about now?

2honest4myowngood: Thank you. Uh oh! No rescue here.

09nerLoVer: Oh no! He's not looking so nice now.

SaraLyleth: You know, I've spent a lot of time thinking about Veronica during this time. Although, I know that V is normally real tough, she is generally real tough in isolated incidents. In my fic, she's had more to deal with physically and emotionally in a shorter amount of time than she ever did in canon. Everyone has their breaking point...but I honestly don't believe that she's all that broken. I think that her fight has been dissolved a little by all that she's been through and the fact that she sees herself in a situation with no rescue. She is at her lowest point and all she has to rely on is herself (so she thinks). Although she seems weak, she is staying strong enough to think through her actions. Had she refused Troy to this point, what would he have done to her? In canon, there are very few times when she actually rescues herself. Her father, Wallace and Logan have come to her rescue countless times...especially with the more serious situations. Then, I look at times when she has broken down emotionally...the shower after she found out about Logan bringing GHB to Shelley's, S1 finale when she was scared and in the freezer, S1 finale when she was scared for her father, S2 finale on the roof and again the next morning before she knows her dad is alive, etc. So, although, I know she's tough, I also know that her kick-ass self facade falters from time to time. I don't know.

I do appreciate what you are saying. I can't tell you how much I thought about all of this while I was writing it. I was nervous about getting too far away from her character and I do work in later chapters to try to restore some of her harder self...to a point. Anyway, if ch 26 was hard for you to take, ch. 27 probably didn't do you real good either. Stick with me, ch. 28 will be better for you. AND, I know that I probably WAY overanswered your comment about her, but it's more of all of the things that went through my brain while writing the story. Just ignore me, I get on a roll and can't shut myself up. (And, you wondered why this was a 46 ch, so far, fic) I just can't shut myself up. :-)

I'm glad you could really picture the Logan scene. I try to write and describe scene the way I see them in my head, I'm glad it worked for you. Thanks, I really do love hearing all of your thoughts!!

IluvVM: well, looks like you're still in a holding pattern...wait for it...

hulahula551: WELCOME! I don't believe I've heard from you before. So...how did it live up to your expectations? Thanks for the kind comments. Hang in there, we know that the calvary is on its way, we just don't know when they're going to get there.

LoVeNaleyJamLiterati: Ah, welcome back! Well, although I don't watch the OC, I'll take your word for it. Let's hope Logan and Keith hurry up...things aren't looking too great.

shetlandlace: okay, keep waiting just a bit longer. We know they're coming, but when?

lagurlroks: Ok, so how was that for freaky? Is your skin crawling yet. Because, you know, this treatment won't stop until your skin is crawling. Ready to cry 'Uncle' yet:-)

Sagebeth: Well then, you must REALLY be in love now! lol

VMLoVeR87: You are so very welcome, thank you! And, the psycho continues...

ShmexyShmexyHinny: Ok, I think that could be an understatement. Not sure, though. lol

RedBrick: thank you so much. I hope you do enjoy. We've got lots more to come!

musicismylife08: hehehehehehe, okay, I REALLY did not intend to take so long to update. I've been away from the computer. I swear it's not my fault and all hit men should be sent in search of my husband, not me. It's always his fault, right?

xosummerxo: well, so I explained the boarder patrol thing, but a lot of people asked about it. I'm not sure if this is a good enough explanation for it. Hope so. Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Literati and naley forever: Well, I really hope that I have conveyed V's thinking when it comes to escaping. I think she's trying to play it smart. Thanks for the review!

Lorelei Candice Black: You have painted quite the picture. That would be cool!

Sofy2409: Don't worry too much about V's room. That will be dealt with a little later and I think you'll appreciate it. I hope that the explanation of the border worked for you. I just couldn't have V's adventure cut short. Thank you so much for all of your kind words! I really appreciate them and I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

Adja: Yes, see...I agree with you with the whole boy/girl muscles issue. That is why I wrote V the way I did through this. I will take a look at you lj. Thanks:-)

LoVeElle: Yea! Logan knows he's loved. I always LoVe that!! Okay, okay, okay. So, this chapter probably did not do great for your heart condition. Stick with me...we know the calvary is on its way...eventually. And, yes. I believe that your heart will have the opportunity to beat faster for the right reasons...soon.

AJzkitten69: How creepy is he now??? Hehehehehehe