Author's Note: We Thank you to everyone for reading and reviewing the story! we're glad you liked Never have I ever, and V's confession, and also the closeness of MaDi getting together. Also we're glad you liked drunk honest Veronica, we thought it had to happen, and possibly there will be more of that to come. It was fun to write especially Never Have I ever, which is a personal favorite. So the next few chapters will be a bit dramatic, but no worries LoVe will be alright and there will be kissage soon. Also we aren't sure the next update since I hardcore celebrate Halloween and next weekend is super busy. So there will be more soon, probs after Halloween. Also The Scarlet Letter yes Mac did thank Dick for kissing the answer everyone wants to know is in this chapter on whether V's confession will change things. Please review!

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Chapter 6: More than you could ever Know

Logan woke up exhausted. He had been up most of the night and still couldn't stop thinking about Veronica's words from the night before. The five simple words kept replaying in his head, over and over. He couldn't sleep. Nothing could distract him from the weight of Veronica's confession. He wanted to talk to her about it, but he knew Veronica well enough to know that she would run if he did. So, instead of barging in and demanding more answers, he let her words repeat in his head until they consumed him; until he could think of nothing else.

He was thankful for the distraction when Dick suggested that they go hit the slopes for the day. Everyone seemed relieved to have a plan and quickly bundled themselves up and set off. Neither Veronica nor Mac had really been snowboarding before so they chose to ski and stuck to the baby slopes while the guys took on the more challenging ones. Logan didn't mind just hanging out with Dick, he needed the time away from Veronica so he could figure out exactly what was going on.

"What do you think the girls are doing?" Dick asked as Logan slide next to him. In the distance he could make out Veronica's red hat as she fell hard on her butt. Logan bit his lip to hide a smile at how adorable she looked. He watched as she looked around to see if anyone had noticed her tumble.

"Skiing probably," he said, watching as Veronica carefully made her way over to someone whom he assumed was Mac. She was animatedly talking to a tall blonde guy so he wasn't sure if it was the computer nerd or not.

"Lets go find them. I'm starving," Dick said, gliding over to the bunny hill to find them. Logan caught his arm and nodded through the trees to where he'd seen Veronica.

"That way," Logan said, maneuvering his way through the snow and toward the little group that had formed. He felt a familiar pang of jealousy when he saw Veronica talking with a tall brunette guy. The asshole was leaning towards her and brushing snow from her shoulders. Logan could feel anger and possessiveness roar within him at the sight. Her words from the night before came drifting back to him and he scowled as he thought about how he'd broken her heart. Obviously her declaration had been a fluke. Clearly she wasn't pining for him. She didn't care at all or why would she be acting this way?

Dick and Logan came up to the little group wearing matching disgruntled expressions.

"Hey," Mac said, grinning when she noticed Dick. "Look who found me!" she exclaimed, gesturing to Dan who gave Dick a smug grin.

"This is Dan from the other night at the club," Mac added for Logan's benefit. But Logan didn't seem to hear her at all. All his attention was focused on Veronica.

Veronica had yet to notice Logan and Dick's presence, or at least she wasn't acknowledging them. Instead she kept chatting with her new, tall brunette friend.

"Want to introduce us to your new friend, Ronnie?" Logan asked with a scowl.

Veronica turned to them, "Oh yeah, Logan, Dick, this is Arnold. Arnold is from Australia."

"Hey mates," Arnold said waving at them.

Logan's scowl increased and Dick nodded at him.

"How were the big hills?" Mac asked, knowing the chilly tension in the air had nothing to do with the weather.

"Good. We're hungry though. Wanna go grab some food and then go back out?" Dick asked, still eyeing Dan with annoyance.

"That's a great idea. I'm starved. Do you want to join us?" Veronica asked, directing the question to Arnold and Dan.

"Unfortunately, we can't, but I would like to see you again. I'm having a party tomorrow you're all more than welcome to come," Dan said.

Mac and Veronica exchanged looks before nodding. "Sounds great! Text me the details," Mac said.

As soon as the words left her mouth Dick had taken her by the arm and was leading her away on the pretense of finding food. Veronica and Logan followed behind.

"He seemed chatty," Logan said, trying to keep the sour tone to a minimum.

"He was," Veronica said, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Do you like him?" Logan asked, trying to be subtle.

"Sure, I guess. He's nice," She said with a shrug.

Logan stared at her for a moment before increasing his pace and catching up to Mac and Dick. Once they arrived at the lodge they set their equipment on a rack and made their way inside. They quickly unbundled themselves from the warm coats they had on when the first blast of warm air hit them. The hostess in the little tavern told them to sit anywhere they wanted and Logan immediately went to the bar to get them drinks. Veronica, Mac, and Dick sat in a booth and perused the menu until the waitress came over.

"What can I get you guys?" she chirped.

"I'll have the veggie wrap," Mac said.

"Hamburger," Veronica said, looking over at the bar wondering where Logan had gone off too.

"Yeah, same for me," Dick said.

"And one more too. We have a fourth person still coming," Veronica said hastily.

The waitress nodded and went to go put their order in. Mac and Dick chatted happily as Veronica periodically looked over to the bar to see where Logan had gone off too.

"Where do you think Logan went?" she finally asked when the waitress came back with their food.

Dick shrugged chomping on his fries. "Probably off getting wasted. Or he met a hot blonde. You never know with him," he said pouring half the bottle of ketchup on his burger and fries.

Veronica blinked and then scooted out of the booth.

"Where are you going?" Mac asked, taking a bite of her lunch.

"Bathroom," Veronica said quickly. She did her best to appear to be casually walking around looking for the bathroom while on the hunt for Logan. As she turned the corner she stopped in her tracks at the sight before her. She felt her heart beat begin to race and a nasty feeling creep into her stomach. As she spotted Logan and the tall, skinny, redhead he was flirting with, she suddenly wasn't feeling so hungry anymore. She watched from afar as he leaned in and whispered in her ear making her giggle. He grinned at her in that particular way that always made Veronica's stomach flip. She simultaneously wanted to run over there and yank the bitch's hands off him and run home all the way back to Neptune. Instead she flipped her hair and began to walk towards the bathrooms, which of course were inconveniently behind the flirtatious couple.

"Ronnie." Logan said, seeing her approaching.

He gave her a Cheshire Cat grin that made her stomach drop and she wrapped her arms around herself on the pretense of being cold. In reality the look on his charmingly handsome face was making her heart ache. If she didn't hold herself together she was sure she'd break.

"Logan." Veronica chirped trying to sound as if she didn't care. Because obviously she didn't. At all. If she cared things would get nasty. Logan was Logan and always went after stupid bimbos when they broke up. It was his MO. It was him and one would think that it wouldn't surprise her anymore, but one would be wrong. Watching it all unfold still hurt like a knife cutting out her heart . She was powerless to stop it.

"We ordered you lunch," she said, not glancing over at the redhead.

"I'm probably not going to eat," he said, his eyes returning to the redhead who smiled seductively at him.

"Figures," Veronica said, rolling her eyes and turning to enter the bathroom. She tried her damnest not to stomp, but it was hard when all she wanted to do was go back and personally introduce the redhead to her Taser.

Whatever, she thought as she stared at herself in the mirror. She looked into her blue eyes and began her long-time mantra. You will not cry over Logan Echolls, she repeated over and over. She had done this mantra many times before, but for some reason this time it was less effective. So she locked herself into a stall and quietly cried. She wasn't sure whom she was madder at, herself or Logan.

Once she had gathered herself together, Veronica let out several deep breaths and counted to ten before reemerging into the world. She noticed Logan had left the bar, but so had the redhead. She tried hard not to think about it as she walked back to the table. She was sure she was going to lose it but her goal was to maintain some form of dignity.

When she got back to the table she was unsurprised to see Logan and the redhead back at the table with Dick and Mac. They were all laughing over something and suddenly she felt self-conscious. She bit the inside of her cheek and concentrated on the pain instead of how badly she wanted to run away and do things she swore she'd never do again. Aka cry over Logan Echolls for a second time in ten minutes.

"Where have you been, Bond?" Mac asked, smiling over at her.

"I'm actually—" Veronica began, but was cut off by someone yelling her name.

She looked behind her and was surprised to see Aussie Arnold making his way to her.

"Mates," he greeted before turning to Veronica. "I decided lunch would be really good right about now," he said, looking down at her.

Veronica tried to smile at him, but the hurt was still too fresh and all she wanted to do was go home. "That's great, but we're actually finished," she said, gesturing to all of the empty plates, except hers.

"It's no problem, maybe we could get a drink then," he said as the occupants at the table went back to their own conversation.

"That's a really nice offer, but I was actually going to go back to the cabin we're staying at. I'm not feeling too well," she said, making a sick face and turning back to the table. She noticed everyone was still talking except for Logan. He didn't seem to be listening in to her conversation, but she wouldn't put it past him.

"What's wrong?" Logan asked, eyeing her curiously.

"I think it was something I ate," she said stiffly.

"Do you want me to take you home?" Logan asked, noticing her defensive posture.

"No I can call a cab. It's still really early. I don't want to ruin your day. I can just meet you guys back at the cabin," she said, giving them a weak smile before taking a step back and moving to leave the restaurant.

"Do you want a ride?" Arnold asked.

Veronica opened her mouth to tell him she'd just take a taxi, when she noticed Logan watching them.

"I mean, I don't want to be a bother," she said, hearing a loud snort from the table. She stilled her body so she wouldn't look over at the source of it. She'd know that snort anywhere.

"It's fine. I'd be happy too. I'm pretty tired of the slopes. We've been here for days," he said. She gave him a fake smile before consenting.

"Sure," she said before turning back to the table. She felt some satisfaction when she noticed Logan's clenched jaw and Mac's raised eyebrows.

"I'll see you guys at the cabin," she said before turning and walking to the exit with Arnold close on her heels.

The rest of the day was spent goofing off in the snow. The redhead, whose name kept escaping Logan, hung out with them for about an hour before he grew bored of her. She couldn't hold is attention. She was dumb and she wasn't Veronica, both of which were excellent reasons to tell her to get lost. Once it began to get dark they returned their equipment and made their way back to the cabin.

"Do you think that we are about to walk in on Ronnie and that Australian dude doing it?" Dick asked, earning a glare from Logan.

"She wouldn't do that," Logan protested.

"I don't know. Maybe she has a freaky side. I've heard you guys have sex it's all moany and 'loooooogan, logaaaaaan.'" Dick mocked.

Logan shoved him as they entered the silent house.

"You guys are gross," Mac mumbled, going to the kitchen to grab some water and some of the last of the leftovers.

Dick laughed and joined in the kitchen as Logan went to go find Veronica. He told himself that he wanted to see how she was feeling, but in reality he wanted to talk.

He found her in the hot tube on the back deck. Her head was leaning back against the hot tube and her eyes were closed. The moon shined down on her and a thick fog of steam surrounded her. Logan felt a familiar tightening in his pants as he gazed at her face. His eyes moved down to see the top of the black bikini she had on and the curve of her breast before everything disappeared under water. He smirked and mentally captured the image before turning around and going back inside to change into the one swimsuit he'd brought with him. Neither Dick nor Mac noticed him in his bathing suit. They were too busy laughing in the kitchen. He snuck onto the deck and smiled, seeing that she hadn't moved a muscle.

"Hey." He said making her open her eyes.

She looked up at him and even in the moonlight he noticed how her eyes darkened at the sight of him. Her gaze started at his muscular caves and then worked her way up to the swim trunks that did little to hide his plentiful package. She felt herself growing warm as she took in his happy trail and well-defined abs – both of which she loved to explore when they were in bed together. She finally settled on his face and the smoldering look there, his eyes seemed to cut right through her to the center of her soul.

Her breath hitched as their eyes connected and she swore she'd never seen anyone as beautiful as Logan.

"Want some company?" he asked, already stepping into the hot tub.

She bit her lip as she watched him shiver from the heated water. She clenched her thighs together as he came closer.

"Sure," she said, cringing at how screechy and high the word came out.

He smirked as she cleared her throat.

"So how was the rest of your day?" he asked nonchalantly.

She looked away, thinking about how Arnold had dropped her off and fished for an invite inside. She blew him off and went into the cabin, needing to be alone to work her frustration out. And maybe she cried a little too.

"Good," she said vaguely. "Yours?" she asked, flickering her eyes over to him.

"Good." He copied her vagueness and they both relaxed into the water. Or at least Logan relaxed; Veronica was extremely tense.

"Nice. You found the hot tub," Dick said from the back door. He turned to Mac and nudged her. "Wanna get in?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. She grinned and nodded. They disappeared for a bit before coming back with towels and their swimsuits on. Veronica begrudgingly moved closer to Logan and Mac and Dick slid in across from them.

"How're you feeling?" Mac asked Veronica.

She shrugged and tilted her head back to look at the stars. "Ok," she said, hoping her posture didn't betray her emotional frailty.

"How was Arnold?" Dick joked, watching Logan tense at the mere mention of the Aussie's name.

"He was nice," Veronica said, maintaining the vagueness.

"Did he have a big—" Dick began.

"Dick!" Logan snarled, effectively cutting him off.

Dick shrugged and turned to Mac. "You were awesome out on the slopes. You're a really fast learner," he said, smiling at her.

She blushed and shrugged. "Thanks! It was a lot of fun. It was a great idea."

It was silent for a few minutes before Veronica turned to Logan with a blank expression.

"So where's your friend? I figured you'd want to bring her home," she said, trying to keep her tone light.

"Where's your friend?" Logan countered.

She felt her eyes narrowing as she stared him down. She turned away and looked at the Mac and Dick, a tense smile on her face. "So should we make a bet to see how many girls Logan can sleep with before New Years? I know how much he likes his bimbos. Dick, I bet you'd win; you aren't really the monogamous type either. So how many girls can a guy sleep with in less than a week?" Veronica said. She really had intended to have the whole thing come off as a joke, but it sounded malicious even to her own ears.

"Wow, Veronica, could you turn any greener?" Logan snarled.

"It's not my fault you only go for bimbos. They sure do seem to tally up when we break up," she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. She knew she was lashing out, but even with the voice in her head telling her to back off, she just couldn't bring herself to stop the words from unleashing.

"As opposed to how you deal with everything? By going for vanilla guys like Duncan and probably Piz too once we get back. Go ahead and show them the edited Veronica. You turn her on for everyone else, but I'm not fooled. In reality you're just as fucked up as I am. Face it, Ronnie, I'm the best you ever had and it kills you that I can go out and have great sex while you have to settle for cuddling with boring guys," Logan spat.

She stared at him for a moment feeling as if she'd just stepped back in time. This hate; the anger and the vindictive words always cut through her and made her feel like she was sixteen again and having an all out battle with Logan on the Quad.

"Fuck you," she said before getting out of the hot tub charging into the house. Logan sat there for a moment not knowing whether or not he should go after her. He looked over at Dick and Mac who were looking everywhere, but at him.

He opened his mouth to say something when suddenly Veronica came back out onto the deck. She had a towel wrapped around her body, but her facial expression was livid.

"Why are you such a jackass? I put myself out there for you and then you leave me to go flirt with some – some red-head bimbo slut!" she yelled.

"You were the one flirting with that damn Australian! Fluttering you're eyes at him and practically falling at his feet. Why do you go after the most boring God awful men!"

"I went after you!"

"You never went after me! All you do is push me away and run! Did you ever even love me? Was last night's revelation some sick twisted joke? You say I'm a jackass, well you're acting like a complete bitch!"

Veronica opened her mouth to retort when Dick suddenly stood up in the hot tub and began to make a big T with his arms.

"Time out! Time the fuck out! You two need to leave. Mac and I have really enjoyed our day and we would appreciate ending it on a good note. So please, dudes, take your argument and your negativity inside," he said looking between them.

Mac nodded from her silent position in the hot tub.

Logan looked at Dick and then Veronica. He rolled his eyes and hoped out of the hot tub before walking into the house. Veronica followed him feeling like a kid who just got sent to the principal's office. The two of them sat at the dining room table wrapped in their own towels. Logan sat on the end of the table while the Veronica sat at the other end.

They stared at each other waiting for the first one to break. Veronica knew it would be Logan, but she also remembered her words from Christmas Eve night. She had to step outside her comfort level and meet him half way.

"Logan…" she trailed off and took a deep breath. "Logan, I'm worried about you," she said trying to be quiet.

He let out a bark of laughter and sat back in his seat with his hands behind his head. "You're worried about me? That's incredible, Veronica. What do I do that's so worrisome? Do I go after serial rapists, go into bars owned by the mob, or take on men twice my size?" he mocked.

She glared and crossed her arms over her chest in defense as if she could ward off his anger. "I'm worried you're going to get sucked back into this cycle you get into after we break up."

"What cycle?"

"The one where you drink yourself into a stupor by day sleep with bimbos and use them by night. It's not healthy. When we break up—"

"When we break up you freeze everyone out and then go for some nice and normal guy. Some guy who won't make you think too much or feel too much. Some guy who will never challenge you. What's the difference? I sleep with bimbos and you decide to pretend to be something you aren't." he snarled.

She gritted her teeth and stood up, taking a step closer to him. "That's not how it is—"

"What happened to wanting to change? All you do Veronica is give me these words – these false words and then you go back to doing the same thing. Accusing me of raping you and then saying you trust me, then blaming me for killing Lilly. Not trusting me about Mexico. You don't trust me! And you never will because you have these walls up! If only you could let me in we would be able to communicate, but all you do is shut me out." He paused and shook his head an ironic smile on his lips. "God, you can't even tell me you love me without me pushing you to answer," he whispered, staring at her with such an intensity it made her stomach turn to butterflies.

She opened her mouth and then closed it not knowing what to say. Her first thought was to deny it, but she couldn't even at this point because she knew he was right. "I'm sorry." She finally whispered hating her self for the tremor in her voice.

"Yeah, me too," he mumbled, raking a hand through his hair. "I mean I thought we actually got somewhere on Christmas Eve. And then last night you told me you were – you were heartbroken." He finished off softly. He stared at her for a moment and she seemed unable to break the contact. He saw the same look in her eyes that he had seen during Alterna-Prom. He gulped and looked away, unable to continue looking at her when everything she did hurt him so badly. God, he was fucked up. He loved her so much and yet she always found a way to hurt him. He didn't think it was intentional, but still it hurt. And yet he still loved her. He wondered if he would ever stop or they would continue this awful cycle of hurting one another.

"I was drunk." She said biting the inside of her cheek so hard she drew blood. "I don't remember what I said." She added before turning and going up the stairs. Logan watched after her wondering if this was how she felt after Alterna-Prom. He went to the liquor cabinet and grabbed a bottle before going upstairs to his own room.

"They are impossible," Dick said, sitting back down in the hot tub and wrapping an arm around Mac.

Mac raised an eyebrow at the gesture and gave him a pointed look. He either chose to ignore it or didn't notice because he left his arm there.

"What are you doing?" she finally asked, looking pointedly at the arm around her.

"Warming you up," he said with a gleeful expression.

She smiled slightly. "I think the hot tub is doing that."

"Maybe, but I'm warmer," He said, wiggling his eyebrows at her.

She laughed and shook her head, but she didn't ask him to remove his arm either. Instead she cuddled up into his side and they looked up at the stars together.

"What do you think about what Ronnie said?" he asked after a few minutes of silence.

Mac sighed, "Which part?"

"The monogamy part. I mean about me."

Mac was silent for awhile, "I'm not sure. I mean you have slept with a lot of girls, but I mean that's – that's none of my business. I'm going to guess you were monogamous with Madison." She said quietly.

"I was. Mostly," he said with a shrug.

She stayed quiet waiting for him to go on.

"I mean, Madison though…I wasn't so into being monogamous with her. She wasn't the best girlfriend," he added sheepishly.

Mac let a burst of laughter through her lips and shook her head, "You don't say."

"No, dude, you have to understand, Madison's kinda – well she is a bitch and it sucked being her boyfriend," Dick said, trying to get Mac to understand.

"Ok," Mac said, pulling away from him slightly and looking up at him.

"What I'm trying to say is that…I'm not really into the whole monogamous thing because of how everything went down with Madison. I mean we're only young once," he said.

"We are," she agreed, not knowing exactly where Dick was going with this.

They stared at each other for a moment before Dick broke the silence.

"So…we're cool?" he asked, wanting to know if she got what he was trying to say.

"Sure?" she said frowning. She wasn't exactly sure what she was agreeing to, but she thought it might have something to do with agreeing that she didn't want a monogamous relationship with Dick. Which wasn't the case because well she wasn't really into sleeping with everyone and their mother like some people were. But on the other hand she figured she didn't even know what Dick was really into. Maybe they had to explore whatever it was that was between them before she decided if she even wanted to date him, let alone be monogamous. She figured she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

"Cool," he said with a nod, looking back up at the stars.

She leaned back against him and let her head rest on his shoulder before pointing out a few constellations to him that she remembered from years ago. She was surprised to learn he knew where the Big Dipper was and Sirius.

"So I have a confession," he said after awhile.

She was starting to get pruny, but she didn't mind. Hanging out with Dick was by far not the worst thing she could be doing.

"What?" she asked, smiling at the nervous look on his face.

"This is the best Christmas I've ever had," he said, anxiously looking away from her.

She grinned widely and moved closer to him, "Really?"

"Yeah I mean, the ones we had when we were younger were just…I don't know fake I guess. Dad would give us checks and mom would call for a five minute conversation. It just…it was always just Beaver and I and now—" he stopped, needing to take a breath before he continued. "Now it's just me and you – you made it a lot better so thanks for coming, and just…being you," he finished off feeling lame for sounding like such a girl.

Her grin widened and she felt an unfamiliar warmth in her chest at his words. "I didn't do anything Dick," she protested.

"Mac, you did everything. You were here and well you're the only sanity in this insanity." He said gesturing back to the house where they heard a door slam.

"That is true, but—"

"This could've been a really awful Christmas – the worst one yet - and you being here it makes it so much better." He said looking into her deep blue eyes.

She felt a blush rise to her cheeks and she opened her mouth to comfort him, but instead his soft lips landed on hers. At first she froze, not knowing what to do. But then she kissed him back enjoying the sweet sensation too much not to do anything. His lips moved against hers and she felt the velvety sensation of his tongue prodding the seam of her lips. She allowed him access and their tongues became entangled, much like their bodies were. It was totally unlike the mistletoe kiss they had shared. This one was passionate and demanding. It was scary and the start of something new - Mac could feel it in her bones. She let out a soft noise when Dick pulled away. They both were breathing heavily, but before Mac could catch her breath Dick's head dipped back down to capture her lips again. She curled her hands into his silky blonde hair and pulled him closer. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her onto his lap. When he felt the tell tale signs of his excitement he reluctantly pulled away.

"What?" she breathed, leaning back down to kiss him again.

He grimaced and cleared his throat, feeling self-conscious. The feeling was totally new to Dick.

"Just – uh you're a virgin so I think, I mean – we uh," he stuttered before gesturing to his lap.

She blushed and moved out of his lap. "Sorry," she said sheepishly.

He chuckled, "Don't be." He moved in for another kiss and they became entangled in one another once again. When breathing became an issue they broke apart and unwillingly they removed themselves from the hot tub. Together they went back inside and hesitantly said 'goodnight' to the other. Each went to bed with a large smile on their face and hope for the next day.

(A/N: So what did you think? Please review! Next up is a party, MaDi, and LoVe!)