A/N: A short chapter, but I thought this story file was lost and just found it on an old USB! Thank you past me for having the foresight to back these files up - I heart you! So, as a celebration of "Yay, I didn't lose the story!" I feel compelled by paranoia to get what I have up here asap. I hope you guys enjoy & thanks for hanging in. I will finish this, I swear it! :)

Disclaimer: Characters are not mine, never were. ;)

... Now ... where were we ... After breakfast, I believe?

***Shared POV***

"We should probably get back to Neptune. I'm a little surprised that your father hasn't shown up yet with Search & Rescue." Logan smirks from where he's sitting on the corner on the bed.

Matching his smirk, Veronica pulls her cardigan on. "I called last night, told him to keep the hound dogs on their leashes."

Logan nods, grinning "Good to know. I can stop worrying that he's going to burst in here at any moment with guns ablazin'." His smile falters slightly, "Trina's probably told 'Daddy Dearest' that she saw me here by now." He comments dryly, pulling his cellphone out of his pocket to check his missed calls.

At the mention of Trina and his father, Veronica tenses a little, but Logan's too busy with the phone to notice.

"Logan. About Trina ..." Veronica starts slowly, wanting to choose her words carefully, but she sees his body tense just at the mention of Trina's name and knows that there is no careful way to approach this with him.

"There's nothing about Trina worth mentioning, so let's just forget we even saw her." Logan cuts in, clearly wanting to drop the subject.

"Logan." Veronica starts again determined. "What she said last night ..."

"She said a lot of things and none of it matters." Logan grinds out forcefully.

Of course Veronica would put all the pieces together after witnessing his showdown with Trina in the lobby. Logan figured as much, but had hoped to avoid getting into it with her today. Actually, he'd rather not get into it at all, but knew with Veronica that was too much to hope for.

He also did not want to ruin what had been a surprisingly pleasant morning hanging out with Veronica. Which, given the circumstances that brought them to this hotel room, was some sort of miracle all on it's own.

"Leave it alone, Veronica." He shoves his phone angrily back into his pocket and finally looks up at her, meeting her eyes.

Veronica's surprised to see that beneath his demand and obvious annoyance, there lies a silent plea. For her to, just this once, let it go because maybe today's not the best day to force him into a conversation about how much of an award winning bastard his father is.

She can see herself answering him with a simple , definite shake of her head while telling him she can't, won't leave it alone. She almost does, but he takes a step toward her, moving just shy of an arms length.

"Please?" Logan adds not able to control the break in his voice.

Veronica nods slowly, conceding. She reaches forward to gently grasp Logan's forearm, taking a small step and into his personal space.

"Okay. Today I'll leave it alone." She says quietly and looks up at him concerned, "But, I just want you to know ... that I know and I'm ..." Veronica's voice catches and she takes a quick breath, forging ahead despite the tears she can feel prickling her eyes. "I'm sorry that I didn't see it until now. If it ever happens again ... Well ... you're not alone."

Somewhere along the way, Veronica's hand had slid down and was now grasping Logan's hand instead of his forearm. He's speechless for a moment as Veronica's words bounce around inside his head. At how sincere she is.

"And I have a tazer." she adds with a little smile, giving his hand a quick squeeze before letting go and moving away to get her bag.

TBC

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