"This kind of injury involves many regions of the brain, including the frontal, temporal and parietal lobes. Damage or disease in these areas can result in varying degrees of memory loss" Dr Angelica Sorrell explained quietly as they sat in her third floor office of the Neptune Sacred Heart Hospital in the Neurology Department.

"So do we know what's caused it?" Keith asked cautiously as he looped his hand around Veronica's, but she felt more like she was holding her father's hand rather than him holding hers. He was the one that was waiting to get news if he was going to get back something he had lost.

Veronica didn't remember any of it… so had she really lost anything?

"Your daughter suffered from what we like to refer to as a non-epileptic seizure, thankfully there is no family history of epilepsy. A better name for them is 'functional seizures', usually these on their own do not cause any real long lasting damage, but coupled with the head trauma as seen here to the parietal lobes and the recent swelling, which thankfully has reduced significantly, we have to be on the lookout for other secondary symptoms like abnormal electrical discharges or blood pressure in order to prevent this from happening again" Dr Sorrell informed him and Veronica watched as the worry of another seizure occurring made him tighten his grip on her hand.

"And what about the memories.. will I be getting anything back?" Veronica asked quickly.

"We will be sending you to a specialist. My colleague Dr Jeremiah Holtz is a specialist in neurological issues, Dementia and Alzheimer's for instance. People with more-severe forms of amnesia may require direct assistance from family, friends or professional caregivers. You are incredibly lucky" she assured them. Keith Mars started to sob quietly. "I know it doesn't feel that way right now, but I have seen patients who had to be confined to wheelchairs after seizures like this, or suffered severe hearing loss" Dr Sorrell added.

"Good time to do the lottery then huh?" Veronica smiled as she held her father's hand tighter.

"Mr Echolls" Ms James said in surprise as she returned from her lunch. "This is the second time I have seen you outside my office voluntarily in about two weeks… would you like to come inside?" she said as she held the door open.

Logan nodded and picked up his belongings and followed her inside, setting his bag down onto the floor beside his chair.

"How can I help you Logan?" Ms James said as she sat down at her desk opposite him.

"I don't know Becky… I'm not even sure what I'm still doing here…" he admitted quietly.

"It's Ms James… now do mean in my office… or at the school?" Ms James asked carefully.

"Both" he sighed. Living in general…

"Last time you were here, you were very upset" she observed.

"Yeah" he replied but he wasn't looking at her.

"You said it's like she's abandoned you again… and she's the only one who knew what you were going through" Ms James prompted him. "You never told me who She is… are you ready to talk about that some more?"

"It's not Lilly if that's what you are thinking" Logan told her.

"Veronica Mars… of course…" Ms James sighed. "It seems like her recent medical issues have affected you in quite a profound way…"

"It's like she's dead too" Logan sobbed and he watched as the counsellors hazel eyes softened in sympathy. "I spoke to her again today… and there's just nothing…"

"What's happening to the Mars family is unfortunate Logan… but Veronica is still here" she reassured him.

"Not the Veronica I knew… the one who remembers…" he sniffed.

"Not the one who knew Lilly" Ms James nodded slowly in understanding.

"I mean… even when I was mad at her… at least she was still there… there was still someone…" Logan explained.

"Someone who understood what you were going through" Ms James said as she passed him a tissue.

"Yeah… and now it's like she's screwing with me all over again…" Logan told her.

"Why would you say that?" Ms James probed.

"Because she wasn't around the first time I needed her… and now she's not around at all…" he said blowing his nose.

"You feel like her injury has made her abandon you?" the school counsellor said softly.

"It's like losing another piece of Lilly all over again" Logan lamented.

"There is still the possibility that her memories could be recovered…" Ms James comforted him.

"Veronica was my friend too… and when I look at her now… there's just this stranger" he said dismissively, shaking his head.

He'd never felt more alone…

"How do you think she must be feeling?" Ms James asked carefully. "I know you are worried that you have lost another piece of Lilly, Logan…"

"She remembers me…" Logan admitted finally.

"Veronica?" Ms James said in surprise.

"Not all the history… I mean… she couldn't have picked me out of a line up until I told her who I was… but she remembers something" he explained.

"And this upsets you?" she probed.

"If she was going to remember something… couldn't it have been something important?" Logan asked.

Like Lilly…

"Have you considered that for Veronica… maybe she did remember something that she thought was important?" Ms James replied.

Logan slumped back in his chair frustrated and didn't reply.

If I'd ever been important to Veronica… then surely we still would have been friends?

Wallace slid into the seat opposite Veronica at the Mars dinner table and picked up a bread roll.

"I love this Gumbo Mr Mars" he smiled.

"It's one of Veronica's favourites" Keith said politely as he put down the pot and handed Veronica her bowl.

"If it wasn't before, it definitely is now" she joked. "I still think you are taking liberties… there's no way that I never dipped my fries into a milkshake" she accused him as she picked up the tabasco sauce and put a few drops into her food.

"It never ceases to surprise me how you do that…" Keith breathed slowly.

"Hmm?" Wallace said as he gave her father a puzzled expression.

"Preferences… even with no memories… it seems she still doesn't think my cooking can go uncorrected" he laughed.

"This.." she said pointing at the pot on the stove. "is like baby food… I need's me some spice!"

"Game time is up in fifteen" Wallace reminded them.

"I still doubt I was ever really that into basketball…" Veronica said raising an eyebrow.

"Then maybe let's teach you some new habits Supafly" he winked.