Chapter 5: Leaving On a Jet Plane.

This was it, her year had gone by so damn fast…it was a blur of solving cases for students at Hearst to Dean O'Dell's murder…not to mention her mentor being arrested for the murder of the deans wife. It had been one thing after another but it had all been softened by the fact that Weevil was there to help her pick of the pieces. Veronica was reminded daily that between her dad, Weevil and Wallace she had the some of the best male support she could ever ask for. She'd watched as her dad and Alisha got even closer making Wallace even more of a brother to her, but it was seeing her father happy that made it easier for her to know she was going to be gone for three months.

Veronica was more worried about how Weevil was going to do without her for three months…even though he insisted that he would be fine; he even promised to stay out of trouble. Which he had proven possible in the last several months minus the time he assaulted the guy who had hit her, and proving it even more last night as they threw her a going away party and he and Logan had stayed civil. Or maybe Veronica was just worried that she wasn't going to be okay without him…She spent most of her nights at his place, slept wrapped in his arms. Even now while she was a million miles away lost in her own head Weevil had his arms around her waist. "Tell me what you're thinking?" Weevil said into her ear his chin rested on her shoulder as they stood in the line-up for bag check.

"Three months is a long time." She wasn't having doubts; Veronica was more than a little excited about going away to do a summer internship with the FBI. However that didn't mean she wasn't going to miss things here. "It's going to fly by baby, and I'll be up there in July." A sigh escaped her lips as he held her a little tighter. "I'll have a surprise for you when you get home. You have to do this V, it's your dream." She nodded her head, he was right. "Wait a surprise?" Turning her body she looked at him, a questioning look in her blue eyes. "What kind of surprise?" "You'll see." Veronica huffed but relented. She had three months to get it out of him.

The line moved again and Weevil removed his arms from around her waist as he grabbed her bag and set it on the stand to be weighed; Veronica showed her ticket and passport as the sticker printed off and was attached to her bag before they took it. "Thank you for flying American Airlines, have a great flight." Came over the intercom and she smiled. "You'll be board at gate A5, thank you for choosing American Airlines." The man said as he eyed Weevil, who gave him a smirk, he was used to people looking at him for one reason or another. From the tattoos and the color of his skin, or the leather jacket that fit him perfectly and last because he was dating her and not someone in his own circle. None of it bothered him anymore.

"Come on, I'll walk you as far as I can." His hand fit in hers as she adjusted her carry on, they walked in silence till they reached her gate, she had a few minutes before she had to go or she would risk missing her flight. Standing off to the side Veronica sighed and wrapped her arms around Weevil's neck tightly as he pulled her small body tight against his. "Call me when you land." Veronica nodded, he wasn't asking her, he was telling her and for some reason that was surprisingly okay with her. "You've got extra money right?" Weevil asked pulling out his wallet to give her some cash which made Veronica laugh as she stopped him. "Yes, dad gave me extra when I begged him to let you bring me to the airport instead of going with him." Weevil nodded but he pulled out a couple of twenties anyway. "Take it." Veronica went to protest and he narrowed his eyes. "Veronica take it."

She reluctantly took the money from him, stuffing it into the pocket of her jeans. "Thank you." "You worry too much, I'll be fine." Weevil nodded his head. "I'm allowed to worry about you, and take care of you. You're my woman." He said as if she could forget, being his woman was something he made sure everyone knew that much hadn't changed. He always seemed proud that they were together, that she wanted to be with him; making him want to make sure others knew too. "And I ain't a softy." Weevil snorted softly. "You make sure those people at the FBI think that, because everyone here knows under neither that tough exterior you Veronica Mars are a marshmallow."

Veronica playfully pushed him on the shoulder. "Careful Navarro, you're going to ruin my reputation." "Oh no, we can't have that." He smirked at her and leaned down pressing a kiss to her lips, letting it linger before pulling up and hugging her tightly. "I will talk to you tonight, I love you chica." Weevil said as her flight was called. "I love you too." Veronica said as she returned his hug, letting go she pulled her boarding pass from her bag moving away from him. "I'll call you when I land." Weevil nodded his head as he watched her take a couple of steps backwards towards her gate. "Hey Eli?" "What?" He asked just watching her, his hands going into the pockets of his jeans. "I'll see you in July." Weevil nodded. "Yeah you will, and V." She did her little head tilt as she waited for him to talk. "Don't go falling for some FBI agent or something okay?"

"Not possible, didn't you hear?" Veronica said smiling. "I got a thing for tattoo covered ex-bikers turned private eye." She said it in a wannabe soprano accent that made him laugh. "And you see, I already got me a man." Veronica knew it made him breathe a little easier knowing that she wasn't going to be out looking for someone else, Veronica had what she wanted already. "I'll talk to you soon." He nodded his head and waved, Veronica could feel his eyes on her as she walked through the gate, heading off to start her internship with the FBI. This was going to be a long but exiting summer…

Weevil's P.O.V

Weevil watched her go, it was hard. But he was so fucking proud of that girl, his girl. There were times when he still couldn't figure out how he had managed to get with Veronica Mars and keep her. But he had and now his woman was off to do an internship with the FBI, shaking his head he turned and headed out of the airport, his phone was on and fully charged even though he knew she hadn't even taken off yet. Heaving a sigh he walked through the parking garage and pulled his phone from his pocket, dialing Keith's number it rang several times before someone picked up. "Everything go okay? Did Veronica make it to her plane?"

"No sir, I've kidnapped your daughter and plan to hold her hostage for the rest of her life." Weevil said smirking into the phone. "That's not funny; don't make me track your location." "It was, besides I have your daughters SUV; I'm not dumb enough to think that you haven't been tracking us this entire time." Weevil said as he unlocked the vehicle with a press of a button. Keith was silent for a moment before he spoke again. "You'll be happy to know I actually trust you with my daughter, so I have not activated the tacking device in her car." Weevil shook his head as he put the key in the ignition. "Well in that case, I left when she boarded, I told her to call me when she lands." He turned the key and started the engine. "I am heading to your place to drop off her car; do you need me to stop by the office?"

"I gave you the day off Eli." Keith said into the phone and Weevil did his best not to sigh. "I know, but I'd rather work if it's all the same to you sheriff." "It's Keith, Eli." He rolled his eyes, they both knew he went back and forth on what he called the man, but he was always going to be sheriff in Weevil's eyes. "Alright, come on by I'm sure there is something we can find for you to do. But don't think you'll be holed up in this office till July." "Course not, sir." He would be more than happy to spend half his time holed up in his car doing stake out's till July. "I'll see you soon Eli." "See yeah."

Hanging up the phone he tossed it on the passenger seat before he pulled from the parking garage and headed back towards Neptune, it was going to be a long couple of months. But he had things to keep him busy, like work and that surprise he had mentioned to Veronica…Weevil had finally saved up enough to rent a small house in the barro's. It was a little run down but that worked in his favor, he would fix it up spending money on materials rather than paying extra rent. If everything went according to plan he would have the house fixed up by the time Veronica came home at the end of August. He was hoping she'd want to move in with him…by then it would be close to their one year anniversary, and well Weevil was willing to take a risk and ask.

"If you hadn't been so stupid, this could be your third anniversary." He said out loud to himself shaking his head, he'd wasted enough time. Weevil was getting his shit together, and his life in order. He'd gotten his P.I license and was working full-time for Keith. His parole was nearly done and in another three months then he could start doing more things for Keith, maybe even help with bail jumpers. That would create a bigger cash flow which would be nice. Right now he was living comfortably and always had things he could do for extra cash. Even though he kept himself clean now, he could still do regular work at Angel's shop and he was still a damn good mechanic.

"Just got to get through till August." It was going to be a long couple of months, was already counting the days and they had barely even started. "Oh man, you've got it bad…" Weevil said to himself in the car, as he shook his head, considering that he was talking to himself. A sigh left his lips as he pulled into Veronica's apartment complex, parking her car beside his. He got out, grabbed his phone and his coffee from before locking up and moving around to his own car. Getting in he looked at his phone before shaking his head and tossing it into the extra cup holder. Veronica had been gone less than two hours and he was acting like a lovesick boy, checking his phone to see if he had a message from her yet. He made the short drive to the office, pulling into his usually parking place he sat there for a few minutes before getting out and heading inside.

Keith was walking out of his office as Weevil walked into the front office; Keith looked at him as he walked in offering him a smile. "You look like you lost your best friend Eli." Weevil shrugged. "Naw she's just off getting trained to be a bad ass FBI agent." Keith shook his head. "She'll be back before you know it." Weevil grunted, he'd been telling himself that all day. Brushing passed Keith he sat at the reception desk and opened up their neatly kept planner. "How much you want to bet that when Veronica gets back she gets pissed at how messy the planner is." Neither Keith nor he had her neat penmanship and she always seemed to remind them of it. "I'll wager a twenty that she waits a day."

Weevil shook his head. "Alright, I meant that twenty. But I give it an hour." Reaching out his hand he waited for Keith to shake it. A deal made.