Dinner at the Echolls family house was usually a solo affair, except for the days that his father wanted to boast about his latest project or talk about the newest press worthy event he was planning. Logan sat quietly eating the linguini that Nadia Alonso the families personal chef had dutifully prepared for him instead of the Bouillabaisse that his mother and father were having. Thankfully his adopted sister Trina was still in Santa Monaco, California working on a small role for an independent Lions Gate Entertainment project, it was a straight to DVD affair but at least it got her out of the house.

"How was school son?" Aaron Echolls enquired as he smiled at Logan.

"Informative" Logan retorted. "The whiteboards were remarkable."

"Well I've booked our rooms for the San Diego Whale Watching Exhibition Cruise, so we leave Thursday next week" Lynn announced and Logan looked at his mother, he'd forgotten about the trip.

"The Homecoming dance is next Friday" he replied quietly.

"Since when do you care about school functions?" his father asked as he sipped his wine, frowning.

"I-I usually don't but…" Logan sputtered as his pulse quickened.

"But?" Aaron insisted, suspicion clear in his tone.

"How silly of me! Of course sweetheart… if you have a date, that's great!" Lynn smiled her brown eyes widened in surprise, she seemed genuinely pleased by the news.

"Do you?" his father asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah… it's just a friend but… I was going to go…" he said shyly.

"Who is the lucky girl?" his mother asked as she sipped on her wine.

"Veronica" Logan admitted and he felt his skin tingle at the memory of her laying beneath him earlier.

"Oh honey! That's wonderful… I am so happy you two are friends again" Lynn smiled happily

"Yeah, it's been a long time" Logan agreed.

"Well... just don't have to get driven home in the back of a police car like last time" Aaron warned him.

"Don't worry… Mr Mars is big on responsibility… he will be expecting her home at a decent hour" Logan told him.

"Smart man" his father sighed before he poured himself another glass.

Logan stared at the two of them quietly eating their meals in silence, his parents had been happy for almost twenty years… then they met each other.

Sleep didn't come easily that night, he kept feeling the ghost of Veronica's lips touching his, the taste of her in his mouth, he had the scent of her perfume on his shirt, their little make out session earlier had left an imprint in his mind that wasn't going away. He ached wanting to feel her body beneath him, to have those slim legs wrapped around him.

He was playing with fire and he knew it, Duncan would find out about their date soon… was he getting Veronica back only to lose his best friend?

Since when did he have so much trouble keeping his hands off of her?

He wasn't mad at her anymore and part of him felt like a limb was missing when she wasn't there even though it seemed even this newer version of Veronica still had a tendency to have them bite each other's heads off on occasion.

There's a fine line between love and hate.

The thought that he might be falling for her twisted like a knot in his gut… how could he be doing this to Lilly? He still had to finish that memorial tribute video... Wasn't it bad enough he had failed to protect her? Now he was fooling around with her best friend?

Dear Diary,

First of all… Indian food followed by almost two pints of ice-cream is a terrible idea. The files I managed to get out of dad's office about the Lilly Kane case seem to have filled in a lot of the timeline, according to the police records, the Kane's all have alibi's for the time of the murder… so does Logan, which is a relief, it would certainly make homecoming a bit awkward.

I'm pretty sure locking lips with your best friends murderer breaks the Girl Code that Meg keeps mentioning. Which would be bad… since we can't seem to keep our hands off of each other. He looks at me with those eyes and I feel like I am going to come undone, there's these shivers up and down my spine. It feels electric.

I've managed to sort of work my way around those systems Daisy was showing me, background checks etc, insurance information… I'm not sure what it's going to be useful for but it seems I'm starting to pick up little bits like muscle memory or something. I have my next session with Dr Holtz tomorrow afternoon for some more RMT. Fun times but maybe I can ask about how I knew about that heater thing earlier?

Weevil Navarro is also mentioned… but I don't know why unless he was considered a person of interest? Dad still isn't home and I have been studying up on this whole witness interrogation stuff… seems people tend to remember things of significance, like where they were when JFK was shot and things like that… so maybe tomorrow I can use this fountain dedication to ask some questions about the day Lilly Kane was murdered and compare notes with what the police records tell me?

I still don't know why someone like Abel Koontz would confess to something he didn't do… it makes no sense!

Veronica opened up her laptop and started to google common reasons that people would lie… Sex, Power and Money seemed to be pretty popular. He wasn't getting any sexy time in the big house… at least not the kind a lifelong heterosexual guy would want, and death row was not going to make you very powerful… which left Money, but what good was all that money if you weren't going to be around to spend it? The anonymous tip led law enforcement to search the home of Abel Koontz, an ex-employee of Kane Software, but the reward money was never collected. No one was that good a person.

She wanted to believe that Keith Mars was right… to have faith that there was more to this obsession that seemed to have consumed her life before she'd lost her memories, but so far, she hadn't found any evidence to prove that Lilly's death was anything more than what they said.

Start at the source… that seemed to be the way to go… when you tied yourself in knots… go back to the beginning… and this all began with Lilly Kane.

Veronica opened up the Private Eye systems on her computer and imputed her details and began to cross off everything on her small list of information she already had as it appeared on the screen. Then she found it, unpaid parking tickets and a moving violation in Lilly Kane's name dated October 3rd… the day she had died.

How had these not been in her father's files?

But of course… why would they be? Who was going to run an insurance check on a dead girl after her alleged murderer had confessed?

How could she get a copy of that ticket?