I'M BACK! This isn't a super eventful chapter, but I really enjoyed writing the conversation between Dick and Logan. REVIEW, SEND MESSAGES, WHATEVER! I am so happy that people have responded to this story and I am pleased that I will be continuing it after a long hiatus.

"Earth to Dick," Logan said as he approached his unresponsive friend Dick. Dick had been like this for over a week now. Granted, Dick had slowed down his drinking a little bit and Logan hadn't seen him in spend a whole day in bed for a while, but still. Dick had this weird distant look in his eyes. Dick never was one to be deep in thought, but it seemed like lately Dick rarely was outside of his own mind.

He moved closer to Dick, who was on the balcony and looking in the direction of Mac's apartment. "Got a green light in your eyes, there, Gatsby?" Logan figured it was finally time to address the elephant in the room. He tried to give Dick some space and leave it alone. Dick had always tried to be cool when Veronica and him were on the outs. But Logan had had enough.

"What?" Dick said with a jolt.

Logan shrugged. He loved Dick, but approaching serious topics with him wasn't his favorite thing to do. Usually, Logan and Dick used each other as a form of escapism-partying, surfing, going to Mexico. "Nothing, man. It's just that...you and Mac. If you like her, you know, all you gotta do is tell her. But you have to really tell her, dude. You don't exactly have the best track record...but I can tell that with her, it's different. But she won't know that if you don't say anything."

"What makes you think I like Mac?"

"Well, let's see the checklist". Logan pretended to unwrap a scroll. "You took care of her when she was drunk and slept with her in bed all night and you weren't bothered by the lack of sex. Check. You talked to her about Cassidy. Check. You specifically said to Veronica that you wouldn't hurt her, that you couldn't hurt her. Check. Oh, and you've been miserable and have been standing on this balcony, giving her the Daisy Buchanan treatment ever since the last time she was here Check." Logan dramatically rolled up the imaginary scroll.

"She doesn't want me."

"I beg to differ, Dick."

"Well, she wants me. She told me. But I don't think she gets it, man."

"Wait, what?"

"She tried to kiss me that night. I backed away."

"Why, dude? Why?"

"Man, it was like...I don't know. It felt like a pity kiss, even though she was telling me the opposite. But then after I stopped it she got all upset about how 'no Casablancas could ever want her' or some shit."

Logan felt a sense of doom. "Dick, man. You screwed it up. Big time."

"I know."

"No, I don't think you do."

"What the hell do you mean?"

Logan winced. It wasn't easy going back to this night and he hated that he had to tell Dick this story. "Nobody bothered to tell you the whole story. About that night. Cassidy led us to believe he murdered Mac. They were in a hotel room, as you know before everything happened. Veronica told me that Mac and himwere finally going to...you know. I don't know what happened, man. He saw that text from Veronica and that's when he went to the roof. After it was done...we remembered Mac and found her in a hotel room, naked, with only a shower curtain to cover herself. It was one of the worst things I ever saw, man. I never thought it was my place to tell anyone and I never imagined that you could care for her, and I thought she would have told you by now".

Dick was stunned. "They didn't actually have sex though, right? I mean she told me it had only been Bronson, Max, and Weevil."

"Wait. Weevil? What the actual fuck?"

"Forget I ever told you that. She'll kill me, dude. Just don't. Don't tell Veronica either. Back to the main story, bro. Her and Cassidy...did they? Did she lie to me? I would understand why but-"

"I don't know. I don't think so...I don't think Cassidy could do it, man. I think that's why she said that. About no Casablancas wanting her. She loved him...and he couldn't you know-"

"Oh my god, dude". Dick stepped away from the balcony and headed towards the kitchen. When Dick found out about the abuse that Cassidy suffered, he never realized the true impact that it must have had on Cassidy. Dick couldn't bear to think about it, but this sudden revelation was forcing him to. Dick had this romantic notion in his mind that even though Cassidy was a murderer, a rapist, and a victim of horrible abuse...that he had found some sense of normalcy and love within his short lived relationship with Mac. This notion was now crushed and Dick couldn't take it.

"Man, are you alright?" Logan was extremely concerned for his friend. Dick was raiding the liquor cabinet and promptly started drinking. "Slow down, Dick."

"I just can't take this anymore, man." Dick plopped down on the bar stool. He was shaking so much that the bottle he held in his hand clanged against the countertop again and again. Logan sat across from him. "The only thing that has been keeping me together man is the idea that Cassidy had some sort of happiness in his life. I thought that Mac…" Dick trailed off.

"I think he did, Dick." This was probably the most serious conversations Dick and Logan had ever had."I think he tried, at least. But he couldn't. You can't blame yourself for that Dick. That was his fault." In Logan's mind, the name of Cassidy's abuser didn't deserve to be ever uttered again. Just like he never wanted to think of his father's name again across the dozens of movies posters in their house. Logan and Dick had a lot of similarities, especially in the morbid sense, and that's why Logan would always be by Dick's side.

"What's wrong with me dude?"

"Nothing man. It's hard. Being related to a murderer"

Dick sighed. "Not that. How can I be so hung up over a girl? We barely even know eachother and I'm Dick Casablancas-who hasn't banged a wannabe model in...shit. I don't even know how long it's been".

'Dick. Newsflash. It's called growing up. Even the best of us do it. Veronica made me want to grow up and be a man. Maybe it's the same for you and Mac".

Dick chuckled. "I just can't believe we're having this conversation dude. Can you believe it? Me and Mac?"

"Weirder things have happened". Logan said happily, thinking of Veronica and their first kiss. "Hey man, are you gonna be alright? Veronica wants to come over."

"Sure, whatever dude. I'm gonna go to bed". Dick said, looking at the clock. It was ten o'clock, a time he would usually call the beginning of the night. He'd just had enough though for one night. He knew his mind would spin for a while before sleep captured him, so he figured he'd give Veronica and Logan the space he needed. Dick recognized the irony of his consideration, but brushed it off. Everything that use to define Dick Casablancas was being being rewritten.

Logan greeted Veronica at the door.

"Another booty call, Logan? I'm absolutely honored" Veronica strolled into the room with her usual confidence. Being with Logan again made Veronica feel at ease and secretly she considered him to be her muse. Solving crime was so much easier for Veronica when she had a gorgeous boy to come home to that she absolutely loved.

"Booty call? I'm hurt. Truly hurt". Logan put his hand on his heart. "I like to call it a 'love' call. Get it?"

"Because we're in love?"

"Yes, but no. It's our names combined. Logan and Veronica equals love"

"That's the cheesiest thing I've ever heard." Veronica grabbed Logan by the collar and kissed him hard.

"Shall we?" Logan gestured to his bedroom.

"We shall".

"That was great, sugarpuss"

"I'll never get sweetie? Will I?"

"You're much too feisty for that name, Veronica. Though maybe if you do me this tiny little favor..."

"Favor?"

"Help me get Dick and Mac together."

Veronica cringed. "Logan.."

"What? Veronica. You know there's potential there. And they already like each other. You know it."

"Do I? I''ve only seen them be civil to each other one time. It seems like like going from one extreme to another".

Logan grinned. "Exactly! It's epic. Remember when we first got together? Ah, nostalgia."

"That was different."

"How? Dick's just as good as a person as I am. And Mac is almost level with you on the awesome, smart, and hot scale. It could totally work out."

"Why are you so hung up on this? I just...can't do it."

"Dick likes her. He just doesn't know how to do it."

"Do what? What do you mean?"

"Mac..tried to get him to sleep with her. She kissed him, while in bed. Dick told her 'no' even though he wanted to. He doesn't think he's worth it. They had been talking about..you know. And everything. He couldn't fathom why she would want to be with him"

"Neither can I"

"Veronica. He's my best friend. I know he's been terrible and all. But I need him."

"I'll try. But how can you be sure he's what Mac needs?"

"I'm sure you can investigate that on your own, Miss PI. If I can see it, you should be able to."

"Fine. I'll check into it. Whatever, I'll have a little faith in you." Veronica said. This was going to be a big challenge, even for me.