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more creepy duncan in this fic. you will also find out where duncan took her. this chapter occurs while they logan and the others are searching for veronica.

I don't own Veronica Mars.

Love can be a very dangerous thing.

Even in a normal situation it has the ability to spin out of control. But when the situation is abnormal… That's where the real problems start.

Because in an abnormal situation, that love that once seemed so harmless and innocent can morph into something much worse.

That is when love becomes obsession.

And obsession, can be treacherous.

Duncan Kane had moved from love to obsession in only a few short months after leaving Veronica Mars behind.

You might wonder how I know this. Well I've known Duncan for years and the few times I spoke to him during his time in Australia I was able to identify the change within him.

It was sad really, at one time he had been a very kind and gentle person, but now he was the exact opposite.

He could be cruel and unforgiving, a force not to be reckoned with.

When he arrived at my home with his daughter I hadn't known what to expect, I hadn't even known he had returned to Neptune.

He asked to me to watch after her, keep her safe while he sorted things out.

I knew what he really meant by that. I knew it had something to do with the infamous Veronica Mars.

And even though I knew what he was capable of I didn't try to stop him. Because to be honest, I was afraid of him. I was afraid of the monster he had turned into. So I gladly took Lilly off of his hands and promised I would keep her safe and I intend to do just that.

But I didn't tell him that I intended to keep her safe from him as well, I had no intention of returning her to his custody.

I won't tell you how I found out about Veronica's abduction. I found out because someone wasn't aware that they were being watched and that I would end up with knowledge of the incident. So it's not their fault and I refuse to incriminate them.

And I won't try to explain my reasons for not coming forward with the information I possessed about Duncan's daughter's where about either. I will return her to her rightful home when the time is right. But I had no knowledge of his current location so nothing I could offer would be of any consequence.

All that mattered was that they recovered Veronica, because Duncan's obsession had put her in danger.

And the thing about obsession is that the obsessed party is unpredictable. There's no way to judge how they will react to even the smallest comment or action.

So I sat there with his daughter and prayed for a resolution and for Veronica's safety.

Because if Veronica Mars wasn't careful she might make a grave mistake.

If she hadn't already.

Duncan

Duncan had heard her wake up a few hours earlier, he'd hear her footsteps and the sound of the sink running.

But he hadn't gone to see her.

He needed to wait.

He didn't want to of course, he was more than ready to go to her so they could begin finding their way back to each other. But he knew that she would still be mad, she needed time to adjust to the situation.

He hoped that she would realize things on her own, that he would walk into the room and she would jump into his arms ready to begin their life together.

But Duncan wasn't stupid, he knew it probably wouldn't be that easy. It would happen eventually of course, but he needed to be patient, so he left her alone.

He sat in the large family room and just listened to her movements upstairs.

He was quite proud of himself actually.

When he had acquired the home so many years before he had never thought that it would become quite so useful, in fact he had almost forgotten about its existence.

When Duncan was sixteen and his sister Lilly was seventeen they had gone on a short road trip to Mexico, just the two of them, kind of a sibling bonding excursion. In truth, Logan had been on location with his father and Veronica was on a family vacation, so they had been forced to go alone.

They had come across the estate on their journey home.

Lilly had always loved old mansions. She had never really been a fan of the newer streamlined ones that populated the 09er district of Neptune. Duncan had always found that funny, it was the only traditional thing Lilly had ever really been in to.

He didn't know why they had decided to stop when they saw the for sale sign. He guessed they just thought it was something fun to do, they hadn't expected to fall in love with it.

Luckily for them one of the advantages to being a Kane was the money. Their parents had always allowed them to make extravagant purchases without much intrusion, so they had large expansive bank accounts that their parents didn't bother to pay attention to. The house needed a lot of work but the price was very low so Lilly and Duncan bought it.

Now obviously they weren't 18 but its amazing what you can get away with when you a billionaire's child. They paid for it out right and had their mother's name put on the deed. The Kane's owned multiple properties, everything from warehouses to office buildings to houses, so what was one more, their parents would never even notice. They intended to put Lilly's name on the deed when she turned 18.

They would joke about moving in there after they both graduated, bringing Veronica and Logan with them, just one big happy family. They never did tell Veronica and Logan about the house, they never got the chance to because their happily ever after, never happened. Lilly had begun to realize that she didn't love Logan, Celeste told Duncan that Veronica was his sister and he ended things with her and then Lilly died and Logan focused his remorse on ruining Veronica's life.

So after awhile Duncan basically forgot about the house.

Then he got back together with Veronica and things started to change for him, he began to dream about a life with her again and the house came back into his mind. He'd been paying for a caretaker to fix up the place for years, so it was in great shape. He began to furnish it little by little and he changed the name on the deed. Not to Lilly's like they had always planned, or his, another name that would make more sense, a name that would help hide the estate from anyone looking into the Kane's.

Duncan had only ever told one person about its existance and it wasn't intentional.

During his senior year when he was with Veronica and he had somewhat resurrected his relationship with Logan, he had gone down to Mexico with a group of his friends. It was one of the few times he had actually agreed to go and Veronica hadn't been to happy about it at the time. Mostly, he had believed, because Logan and Dick were among the friends. Duncan had been running late because he had gone to pick up Beaver, Dick had left him behind so Duncan had taken pity on him.

But on the way down to Mexico they got a flat tire and they were only a couple miles away from the house, so they had walked to it. When they got there the caretaker had driven them back to the car and helped them fix the flat.

Beaver hadn't asked many questions and Duncan had offered very little information about the house, just the general stuff, neither brought it up again. That was one of the things he had always liked about Beaver. He never asked questions, never butted into other peoples lives really, well at least that was what he'd thought back then.

A few months after Duncan had arrived in Australia, Beaver had called him, he was interested in buying the estate from Duncan. Apparently Beaver had formed his own land trust company and wanted to add the estate to his properties. Duncan declined, he just wasn't ready to give up on his dream of making it a home with Veronica by his side and Beaver didn't push him which he'd appreciated.

So when Duncan needed a place to take Veronica, he knew exactly where to go. The deed was in no way traceable to the Kane's and the only other people who knew about the estate were dead.

So Duncan was very proud of himself. Because even if he wouldn't be able to make a life with Veronica in this home, they would at least be able to begin their life there.

But he wasn't just proud of himself.

No, he truly believed that wherever his sister was at that moment, that she was proud of him too.

Veronica

I still didn't know what time it was, or what day. All I knew for sure was that it was dark outside and that I had been awake for about 2 hours, or at least that was my best estimation.

After I'd had my epiphany of anger I'd left the bathroom and started to search the room, there wasn't much to find.

There were various clothing items in one of the dressers that I recognized as my own, apparently Duncan had thought ahead. I pulled out a pair of sweats and a t shirt and changed out of the less than suitable pajamas he had chosen for me. I knew he would be coming to see me soon and I wanted to make sure he had as little to gawk at as possible.

I was still angry as hell, so I spent my time trying to think of ways to get out of my situation. I knew I had to be careful, I still didn't know what Duncan was actually capable of and I didn't want to take a chance by saying or doing the wrong thing, so I decided the best option was to be as calm as possible in the beginning and try to convince him to let me go. I hated to use the phrase 'kill him with kindness,' but that was my initial game plan.

But I'm nothing if not a smart girl, so I was aware that my first plan of action would most likely be unsuccessful. I'd seen the way he had looked at me and I knew he wasn't going to give up without a fight, that was one of the things that I will admit worried me.

I may be small, but I am mighty, but regardless of how mighty I can be, I knew I wouldn't be much up against Duncan. He wasn't a big guy, but when you add the rage and the fact that he had at least 80 pounds on me, and me without my tazer, it made him a very viable contender.

I honestly wasn't sure I would make it away intact if push came to shove, so I had to hope that things wouldn't get that far.

I also knew that if given the chance, I needed to run. Even though I had no knowledge of my whereabouts, I would be safer out in the elements than in would be in there, especially if I tried to escape. I knew he wouldn't be happy about it and it would probably send him into a rage, so if I got the chance I would have to go and just hope I could evade him until daylight or until Logan found me.

Logan. God I missed him.

Although escape scenarios had been on the forefront, he had never been far from my thoughts. It was like he was a residual soundtrack on my brain, his face and his voice just kept repeating in my mind. It was helping to keep me sane.

I knew he would find me, that I was sure of. I just didn't know when or how, or what condition I would be in when he did. But I knew he would find me and that was what mattered.

I spent a lot of time wondering how he was feeling or what he was thinking during that time. But the main thing I thought of when I had Logan on my mind was that I was happy I had finally told him how I felt. I was bound and determined to make it out of there and make a life with him, but I'm nothing if not realistic and I knew that there was a chance that I wouldn't. So the fact that I had laid all my cards out on the table for him to see gave me some solace.

He would never wonder if I truly loved him, never wonder what it would have felt or sounded like to hear me say I loved him and he would never wonder if I would have spent the rest of my life with him.

I thanked god for that in that moment because just as those thoughts entered my mind, Duncan Kane walked into the room.

Duncan

He had given her two hours.

Two hours to adjust to her surroundings and to be ready and he wasn't willing to wait anymore, so he went upstairs to the master bedroom, unlocked the door and stepped inside.

When he entered the room he didn't see her at first, she wasn't on the bed or by the window. He finally found her sitting in one of the large chairs in the corner to his right. She didn't look angry or upset, she didn't seem to have any expression at all actually and Duncan didn't know whether to take that as a good or a bad sign.

But what Duncan did notice was that she hadn't yelled at him and she hadn't tried to run. These were both good things, it would make things easier, Duncan didn't want to have to think about what he would have to do if she attempted to get away.

As Duncan stood there looking at her he noticed that the bruise on her face had gotten substantially worse and he felt a small twinge of guilt. Nothing notable of course, but it was there, if for no other reason than for damaging that beautiful face.

Duncan also noticed that she had changed. She had removed the slinky pajamas he had dressed her in and put on sweats and a tee. That bothered him, he had chosen those for her specifically for the moment. But he didn't yell at her he simply asked her why as he started towards her. "Why did you change baby? Weren't you comfortable enough?"

He noticed her jump a little when he started to move, but he paid no mind and continued on his way. She finally answered him after a long pause. "I didn't feel it was appropriate Duncan. That outfit was a little too revealing for my taste."

She had said it without feeling, but that didn't concern him. Like he had said before, he knew she would be angry, he just had to try and be patient. When he had finally reached her, he took a seat in the chair right across from her.

She still hadn't smiled or shown any emotion at all. This was a trait very normal for the 'new' Veronica, the Veronica that he loved but didn't long for like the 'old' Veronica. The 'old' Veronica would have never been so emotionless, she would have been receptive to his advances. But this was one of the things that Duncan had been reminding himself of, he couldn't approach her as the 'old' Veronica, he needed to remember that she had changed.

Of course once this was all over he would help her change back to the way she had been. She would be his soul mate again, not this emotionless creature that was so convinced she wasn't in love with him anymore.

She spoke to him which caught him off guard. "Why did you do this Duncan? Why did you kidnap me?"

"I didn't kidnap you baby, I saved you."

"You saved me?" She was trying to hide the incredulous tone in her voice but Duncan noticed it right away.

"Yes, I saved you. I saved you from making the biggest mistake of your life, from throwing away what we have, what we are going to have. I. Saved. You. Have you forgotten, that 'true love stories never have endings'?" He was trying to stay calm but her attitude had swayed him slightly.

"Duncan." Her voice had reverted back to calm and emotionless. "Our love story did end, it ended years ago. It ended when you broke up with me the first time. We are not going to have anything together. I don't love you Duncan. I'm sorry, but I never will."

She was wrong.

He knew she was wrong, she just needed to remember what it was like. So he stood up and he walked towards her, she immediately tensed as she realized what he was doing and when he got to her he leaned over, grabbed her face and whispered. "You do love me. You've just forgotten."

And then he kissed her.

Veronica

When he walked in the door and didn't see me at first I'd hoped he would turn around and walk right back out. But of course, no such luck.

When he finally saw me he just stared at me for a few seconds and then walked over and took a seat in the other chair. I felt sick. I wasn't ready for this, no matter how much I'd prepared myself it wasn't enough.

When he asked me why I changed he'd called me baby and I swear I nearly puked in my mouth. But I was able to stay emotionless and cold, I just told him that they weren't appropriate and too revealing.

He didn't look happy, I'm not stupid, I know why he chose them. He was probably hoping for a reunion between us and the outfit would have completed his delusions.

I moved on from his question and asked him why he kidnapped me and when he answered me I couldn't hide my contempt. He actually had the nerve to tell me he was saving me. From myself for gods sake! He brought up the fortune cookie and said that I was throwing away our love or some bullshit. I was starting to get mad and I needed to calm down so I just sat there for a second and regained my composure.

I told him I didn't love him, that our story had ended before Lilly had died, that I would never love him, and I apologized.

And then he stood up and started to walk in my direction and I immediately froze. I didn't know what to expect, he didn't look mad, but he didn't look happy either.

So I just sat there and when he got to me he whispered in my ear that I did love him, that I'd just forgotten and then he kissed me.

And then I did something unbelievably stupid.

The minute his lips touch mine, I smacked him right across the face.

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