A/N: Hey sorry it took a while to get the next chapter up but school started this week so forgive me if I'm slow posting. I know this chapter seems a little pointless but it's just to show how things have progressed and the next one will explain a bit more about before she went to Logan's in the last chapter. Hope that wasn't too confusing, remember that reviews are my motivation lol. Thanks, Ange.

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Veronica walked through the halls of Neptune high on Monday morning; her bag that was usually held over her shoulder clutched in front of her stomach as she made her way to her locker.

As she twisted the combination on the lock and placed her books in the locker she heard the callous voice of Dick Casablancas wafting through the air behind her. "I think its just plain sad," he was commenting loudly as he passed her, "I mean, you know, Duncan having to take his kid and run all the way to god only knows where just to escape Veronica."

She bit her lip and grabbed another book, placing it in her bag and willing herself not to cry because of Dick Casablancas. As Dick continued on his spiel about Duncan to his brother and his friends and Veronica stood facing the inside wall of her locker Wallace back from basketball practice spun around and came to her rescue.

"Yeah it really is weird that Duncan saved his daughter from an abusive family, my only wonder is who came and took your dad from the disappointment that is the Casablancas brothers," Dick stepped forward as Wallace finished and Beaver grabbed his arm, just as he was about to punch Wallace's face in Logan stepped in from around the corner and shoved Dick squarely in the chest.

"I thought I told you before Dick; leave my girlfriend and her basketball player alone," Logan moved towards him again but Dick back tracked around the corner with his brother. "Hey man thanks," he mumbled nodding to Wallace, "Veronica are you ok?"

She nodded to the inside of her locker, still biting her lip and listening to every exchange even though she hadn't once turned around. For the fourth time she placed her algebra book in her locker and placed her advanced sciences book in her bag. As she began to make the switch again she felt arms around her waist spinning her around, before she even knew what she was doing she was crying into Logan's chest.

"Don't listen to Dick," he soothed as Wallace looked on with worry, "you know he's always talking crap anyway, just bite back with your usual remarks. The ones that until recently were reserved for me." He smiled down at her as he finished this and she tweaked the corner of her mouth up in response.

Her usual remarks were all distant and dead memories. These days she was either crying her eyes out or wandering around with a giant clown-like smile plastered on her face that nothing could really remove. Pregnancy could be a bitch.

"Veronica, do you wanna tell me what's goin' on?" Wallace asked as Logan made his way to his next class after a quick kiss on the forehead, "'cause I'm kind of confused. You know, I feel like I'm missing something." He paused a minute at the door to Veronica's classroom and she faltered for an explanation.

"You know, whatever," he said quietly, "I'll just wait until you're ready so that I don't get lied to this time." He turned and walked towards his own class, and as Veronica watched him go she thought about how she was going to fix this. This time there was no easy way out. There was no other way than to tell him the truth; something she wasn't quite sure she was ready for.