Wandering back into the living room, Keith placed his coffee cup down on the table before lowering himself down into his easy chair with a groan.

"You still haven't called my trainer," Logan chided him, stretching his arm behind Veronica on the sofa.

"Trainer, schmainer." Keith scoffed, waving his hand dismissively at Logan. "I'm too old for six-pack abs anyhow."

Veronica frowned, looking over the edge of her coffee cup. Normally she drank decaf at this late hour, but the idea of having enough energy for another round of sex before bed was too good to pass up.

"I told you, he could help you with your back – give you some simple exercises to strengthen your muscles." Logan returned, chuckling. "Although there are some seniors Iron Man competitions out there that you may want to check out..."

"I'm still spry enough to track down the bad guys – that's all that matters." Keith smiled, glancing between Veronica and Logan.

"Speaking of which, Dad...Logan tells me that you were the one who found the evidence against Duncan and Jake." Veronica began, leaning towards Keith. "Care to give me an 'anonymous' quote for my article?"

Pursing his lips, Keith hummed in that discontented way that Veronica remembered from her childhood. "So that's why you came out here to interview Logan? It wasn't really about being the youngest Mayor in California?"

Coughing, Veronica averted her eyes from Logan's. "No. It was more about how he became the youngest Mayor in California. He already told me that you were the investigator, but since we are related, there's a conflict so..."

Rolling his eyes, Keith kicked his feet up to rest on the coffee table. "...so if I stay anonymous, no one knows I was involved."

Veronica bit her lip, her nose scrunching up. "Yeah. Kind of."

"Then ask your question, Ms. Big-shot Reporter, and if I like it, I'll give you a quote." Keith grumbled.

She knew that her dad hated when she played fast and loose with the rules – even though she knew he did the same thing. Her head ran through a mental card catalogue of questions before coming on the one that she felt would give her the best response for her story.

"Why did you take this case?"

Exhaling, Keith's eyes met Veronica's – hard and serious. "I took this case because I feel that people should know the truth about the politicians they elect. This brought to light some serious ethical questions about Duncan Kane and I'm glad that they were uncovered before he was potentially the Mayor of Neptune."

Her eyes narrowing, Veronica nodded, glancing over her shoulder towards Logan before looking back to her day.

"That's a very quotable answer – thank you Dad. Now, will you tell me the real reason you took this case?"

"Glad I haven't lost my touch when it comes to talking to the press." Keith's eyebrow arched at his daughter, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "I did it because the Kane family already held too much power in this city. If Duncan became Mayor then they would have held all the cards – they could have done whatever they wanted – appropriated land in low-income neighbourhoods for corporations to build on, gone after people that disagreed with Jake's vision for Neptune – pretty much anything where them and their rich friends benefitted and the middle-class and poor people of the city would have been tossed to the side."

The corner of Veronica's mouth twitched into a crooked smile. "Why Dad...who'd have thought you were a socialist anarchist. Up with people, down with the corporation."

Scratching the top of his bald head, Keith chuckled. "I'm for anything that helps the common man...and woman..you should know that about me by now."

Jerking her thumb at Logan, Veronica clicked the side of her mouth. "And what about this millionaire over here?"

"What about him?" Keith laughed, dropping his feet back to the ground and moving forward to pick up his coffee mug. "He's been serving meals at the soup kitchen every Sunday since you left – that's how we ran into each other again – I went to volunteer the first Thanksgiving you decided not to come home for the holiday. Logan also sits on the boards of several charities – Big Brothers and Sisters, the Neptune Sexual Assault Centre, The Boys and Girls Club. Or did you miss that in your research, Veronica?"

Veronica bit her lip, her eyes dropping to focus on her coffee cup. She had to admit that when she got her assignment, she was sidetracked by the photos of Logan – the first ones she allowed herself to see in years – and may have skipped over some of the fact, knowing she would fill them in later when she wrote her story.

"I...knew...I just...you know...didn't make that the focus of my research."

Dropping his hand to Veronica's lower back, Logan shimmied closer to her on the couch. "That's okay – we'll have plenty of time to reacquaint ourselves with each other in the next little while."

"Logan is not the boy I remember," Keith stated quietly. "He's grown into one honourable, trustworthy young man – someone I'm proud to have cast my vote for in the last election. And I hope that you two do spend some time getting to know each other again, now that you have put the foolishness of your teenage years far behind you both."

A warm pink flowed over Logan's face as he nodded, making eye contact with her father. "Thank you, sir."

Glancing between the two men, Veronica's heart swelled with emotion. She still knew who Logan was, deep down in his soul – the person he showed himself to be with her all those years ago. That boy with the keen sense of justice - the protector, the fighter, the lover – had grown to focus all those wonderful parts of his personality to find a place where he could take that strength of character and let it shine.

Grasping his hand, Veronica caught his gaze, holding it for a second, overwhelmed by her emotions. "I'm sorry I didn't come looking for you on my own. I'm sorry I waited this long."

Squeezing her hand, Logan kissed her forehead, smiling back at her. "Bygones. You're here now...that's what matters."

"Well...I'm going for a refill and to grab dessert. If you'll both excuse me..." Rising from his seat, Keith nodded at them both as he moved past the couch, disappearing back into the kitchen.

Cupping Veronica's face in his hands, Logan kissed her gently, holding his lips to hers as a rush of warmth spread over her body. Grasping his shoulders, Veronica pulled herself closer to his body, keeping herself connected to him. When they finally parted a bashful smile crossed her lips.

"I want to know everything, Logan. Every moment that I missed of your life – I want to go back to the hotel with you tonight and stay up all night learning all about everything I wasn't here for."

Pulling her into his embrace, Logan kissed the top of her head as she snuggled against his chest, her head pressing against his heart.

"I want that too." He whispered. "I want that more than anything."

Closing her eyes, Veronica exhaled, for the first time in what felt like forever.