Impatient

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After Rat Saw God (season 2)

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Part Three

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Veronica was sipping coffee, sitting on the beach. It was Saturday morning, early, no one had risen, and the sun had barely peaked out from behind the horizon. Twisting her feet in the sand, she sighed and closed her eyes as she slumped back onto the cool sand.

Last night had been frustrating, and exciting. She had told Duncan, that she didn't love him, and she couldn't see herself ever loving him again. His anger and confusion were satisfying, but as soon as she was gone from his sight, she had felt a little guilty, but only a little.

Life was too short, especially with the kind of years she had been having, nearly getting killed, threats, you know, girl stuff.

She heard the faint crunch of tires on gravel, but couldn't bring herself to get up. She was emotionally and physically exhausted. Running for an hour before collapsing into bed was hardly a good idea.

Two days, two entire days since she had seen him, and it was bugging her that it had been so long. She hadn't heard the footsteps, but she did notice the lack of sunlight on her face. She opened her eyes, and she was staring right into Clarence Weidman's. He saw her surprised look and a grin played upon his features, Veronica rolled her eyes and rose up on her arms, tilting her head back to stare at the man.

She pursed her lips lightly and narrowed her eyes, "Hi."

Clarence held back the snort, "Ms. Mars."

Veronica stuck her tongue out at him, "Cut the crap, Clarence. We both know, that we don't do the small talk shtick."

Clarence quirked an eyebrow, "What is this?"

Veronica closed her eyes and sighed inwardly, "This? I'm sitting on the beach, and then somebody decides to interrupt my morning…I don't know."

"That makes two of us," he sat down beside her, stretching out.

"What do we do?"

Clarence answered in a resigned tone, "Nothing. You're seeing Duncan."

Veronica shook her head lightly, "No, I'm not."

"You're not?"

"I did some thinking the other day. Turns out, I don't see anything in the future that has to do with Duncan. I told him as much last night."

"Now, you're regretting it, and lying on a beach."

Veronica smirked, "Wow, some deduction skills. Wrong, I don't regret it, by far, I feel happy. Almost care free, if it weren't for all the shit that's happened this year."

Clarence laughed, "You're the one person I've never been able to figure out. Even when Lily was alive, I couldn't make out who you were."

Veronica rolled onto her side and smiled roguishly, "Does that give me cart blanche to do what I want?"

He only gave her a funny look.

"So, what do we do know?"

He smiled slowly, "See where this goes I suppose, we have to investigate all avenues, right?"

Veronica shrugged, "Okay. But I was kind of asking about breakfast."

Clarence and Veronica cracked up, they laid lying on the beach in comfortable silence for some time, only rising when Veronica's stomach demanded to be fed.

The End!

Yeah, I know, that took me forever. I really want to try to finish all my short stories to I can focus on the longer ones. Please review, I love to know what you think. Seriously, it takes like thirty seconds. Please?