OMG, I have to say Im amazed that I got more than 3 reviews and I hearily agree with all of you, there is just NOT enough dick/veronica out there. Anyway, you all reviewed for the next chapter and here it is. I forgot to mention what time it was when Dick gets up-its about 5:30 am. anyway, on with it.

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

Veronica POV

Many people would be surprised to see Dick like this. I mean, everyone thought of Dick as the blonde surfer dude who couldn't form a coherent sentence of more than 4 words. They didn't know it was a cover up. We knew the real Dick. When it was Duncan and me, Logan and Lilly, and Madison and Dick. We used to be the 'it' group. We stuck together and we made a front face for the 09'rs. And then it happened. Lilly was murdered, Duncan broke up with me, Logan became the jackass, Madison dumped Dick and became Miss Bitch, and Dick joined Logan and became the blonde surfer dude who couldn't form a coherent sentence of more than 4 words. Life as we knew it was gone forever. Things never went back to normal.

Dick used to soft and sweet, and he cared for Madison. A lot. Sadly it was one sided. We used to be friends, Dick and me. We could (and we would) tell each other almost everything. So when Duncan broke up with me, and I went to talk to Dick, I was shocked to see how cold (and dumb) he was acting. Like he never talked to me. Logan was the same, but Dick…he came as a shock.

After Cassidy's death, he went back to being (almost) the old Dick, the soft and sweet and sensitive one I had known before. It was hard, since I was no longer the soft and sweet and sensitive either, but I probably mentioned the fact that this wasn't the first times the dreams were happening. They weren't, not only for me. This wasn't the first time Dick had turned up at my door, but it was the first time that he went at got wasted and turned up at my door. Now we have this unspoken bond, he doesn't tell and I don't tell. Not my dad, not even Wallace. There was definitely more to Dick than everyone thought there was.

Dick POV

I opened my eyes, and shut them almost immediately. I tried to adjust to the light streaming in from the window, and slowly took in where I was. Oh god, I had landed up at the Mars' again. I looked up at Veronica. Her head was lolled to one side; one arm was around my chest and the other on my hair. My face was snuggled into her stomach. Suddenly, a wave of nausea swept over me. I slowly detangled from her arms and got up. She body fell forwards, so I lifted her legs and straightened her out so that she was lying on the couch. It was amazing that she hadn't got up throughout the whole process. It was then that I noticed her eyes; she had big bags underneath, and her skin looked pale. I could see she hadn't slept in weeks. Another wave of nausea swept over me and I almost ran to the bathroom, where I then threw up. After cleaning up, I felt the pounding in my head. Damn, I wondered where she kept the aspirin. I looked around in the bathroom cupboards and found some, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. Finally, after I took the medicine, the headache reduced. I saw a door, and I knew it was off limits but I couldn't help myself. I walked into Veronica's room. And, boy, had it changed.

The last time I had been here was with Logan, Lilly, Madison and Duncan. We were waiting for Veronica to finish up with her dad in the living room. It had looked so different back then. We were all so different back then. Right now, this room had no memories or indication of the old Veronica. No pictures, no nothing.

I heard something fall from the front. I ran out of her room, and saw it was her leg that had knocked something over. She was shivering and mumbling. I went back into her room, and grabbed the blanket and tossed it over my shoulder. The room was bare, with only a desk, a bed and a dresser with a mirror that had a few odd pictures. The room had a stark look, surprisingly like Veronica. A strange sense of guilt passed over me, and I realised that I had played a big part in Veronica becoming this way. It was partly my fault that she had a hard outer shell. I couldn't even imagine how she would've felt when I had just abandoned her. I remembered how close we used to be back in the day. She would tell me about everything, and I would tell her about everything. And one day, when Logan told me and all the other 09'rs that Veronica was no longer part of us and we were supposed to make her life hell, we just followed. We didn't question him we just followed. I looked over at the dresser, and what used to be decorated with pictures of us six was now decorated with pictures of her, Wallace and Mac. There was one picture of her and Logan, and there was a corner sticking out from the back. I pulled at the corner, and a picture came out. It was of us six this one time when we spent the entire day at the beach. We looked so happy, and Veronica had one arm around Duncan's shoulder and the other around my back. She had longer hair then, and didn't look like she had very much attitude back then. I couldn't take the rush of memories coming in my head, and I walked out to the living room. Taking the blanket off my shoulder and made my way over to the couch. I covered her up so she wouldn't feel cold anymore. I was just tucking her in on the side when a pair of arms encircled my shoulders and she turned me to face her.

"Stay with me…" she whispered. I was surprised but I didn't question it. Realising that there wasn't nearly enough place on the couch for both of us, I put my arms under her knees and her back and picked her up bridal style, blanket and all. Her arms went around my neck immediately and she looked just as shocked as I was at my own actions. I kicked the door to her bedroom open and laid her down on the bed and then climbed in with her. She looked so innocent and I was reminded of the night at Shelly's party. Wave after wave of guilt passed over me, because I knew I was the reason everything happened to her that night. I had forced Beaver to 'be a man'. I couldn't believe my idiocy. I think she was reliving the moment as well, the look on her face was enough. For a minute the tension in the room was thick enough to be cut with a knife, and I think she realised the sort of position we were in. She turned to me, leaning on her side.

"Thank you…" she whispered and then proceeded to put one hand over my stomach and snuggle up to my side, curled up like a ball. I turned so I was on my side as well, and just stared at her. Finally I relaxed and let an arm fall around her back in a protective way. She closed her eyes as did I. My mouth moved into a slight smile when I felt her relax against me and at that point I was sure that we would have a peaceful, uninterrupted sleep for the first time in quite a few weeks.

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