(Song for this scene The Fray – Look After You)

Logan wasn't sure how long they had lay cuddled together on the bed in his hotel room in the Neptune Galaxy Resort Hotel but he was grateful to whatever deity had answered his prayers, Veronica was nestled against his chest having a quick nap, the dizzy spell she had taken when she'd first entered the room had taken a lot out of her and he was still too drunk to drive her anywhere to get checked out so they'd just laid down on the bed for a little while, her petite body curled up beside him. He just hoped she was still her when she woke up again.

She was here, and she was safe.

He was worried; this dizzy spell of hers had taken him by surprise. He'd been prepared for her to tear him a new one when he had opened that door, for her fury and a reckoning. He hadn't envisioned she would fall into his arms again declaring that she loved him. He had been so wrong about everything…

Lilly… Abel Koontz… Keith Mars… all of it.

Please don't let this be temporary… he thought as he looked at the petite blond in front of him, he would die if he had to go through that again. There was still so much they had to talk about, the investigation, the evidence… how they were going to proceed.

"You smell good" she whispered as she roused a little, her sapphire blue eyes blinking a few times before they focused and her arms hugged him tighter.

"How much do you remember?" Logan asked quietly as he cupped her face.

"I'm not sure, some of it's still a little muddled" Veronica admitted, rubbing her eyes sleepily, it was still a little bit of a jumble in her head. The anger she had felt initially at the theft of the diary, of their argument earlier had mostly subsided, overpowered by the recent surge of recovered memories. She knew there were still pieces missing, but this feeling was overwhelming… the sense of belonging with him. It seemed surreal now that she had asked him for space while they had been in the library earlier.

How could she have ever thought that they had been a mistake?

She just knew that when she saw him looking so upset tonight that she had felt the need to comfort him, to curl up into his lap and cradle him closer to her. She couldn't stop her hands from wanting to trace every outline of his skin, to taste his lips on hers…

"I remember Homecoming… I remember going back to your house…" she rasped as her eyes blazed into his, desire curling around in her belly. "I remember you touching me…" she sighed as she pushed him backwards against the mattress. They had a hot, intense sexual chemistry and it was drawing them together again as she devoured him with her eyes.

"Veronica…" Logan gulped. "This isn't a good idea…" as she straddled him.

Wasn't this what had gotten them into this situation the first time around?

"I can't help it… I feel like I'm on fire…" she whispered as she leaned forwards and kissed him. "I really want you… God... the things you did to me with that tongue…"

They should call Dr Sorrell... he should take her to get checked out… but he was too tipsy to drive…

His toffee-coloured eyes looked up at her helplessly as her hands ran under his shirt as he felt her grind against him. He had spent the last three days aching for her, thoughts of their night together, of her sheathed tightly around him… but they couldn't.

"Veronica… we can't…" he gasped as she nibbled on the sensitive spot on his ear.

"I know… but if you think that means we aren't going to make out then you are sorely mistaken Echolls" she purred as she playfully squeezed his nipples.

"Hey!" he protested as he grabbed her hips and rolled them over. He still didn't know what had triggered her recent memories and he wasn't going to risk losing her again this soon.

"If you wanted to be on top you just had to say so…" she joked as she buried her fingers in his hair as she kissed along his jaw.

God would she stop writhing beneath him?

"We still don't know what triggered your memories… or how this works…" he breathed as he tried to resist the urge to slide his hands down her body. "Can you remember when it started?" he asked softly. She lay back against the pillow and looked up at him thoughtfully for a moment.

"A little bit after you kissed me in the library? And again at my dad's office… there was this couple… the Hartnett's?" she told him.

"From our date?" he asked after a moment and Veronica nodded.

"The lady… Mage? She had this umm jasmine perfume?" she answered as she played with the buttons on his shirt.

Would she stop mentally undressing him like that?

"Her perfume?" he prompted and she nodded again.

"When you hugged me… your aftershave… it sparked something and I felt very lightheaded and then it was like I was back there… in your room the night of Homecoming and we were…" she admitted shyly as she blushed. "and all I can't think about is how you must have felt that morning… I'm so sorry… I didn't mean to hurt you…" she whispered, comforting and sexy as she kissed him softly and he wrapped his arms around her.

"I really hope this isn't one of those fugue states… because I can't lose you again…" his brown eyes were welling with tears. He had almost come undone…

"Well according to Dr Holtz… the second kind of memory loss is usually temporary… the first probably wouldn't have resolved itself if it wasn't for you" she explained as she cupped his face.

"You know… there wasn't a day that I didn't miss you… since that day in the library when we fought…" he admitted. "Even when I was being a jackass… especially when I was being a jackass.."

"Even when everyone else was a stranger… my heart knew you weren't" she told him as she undid a few of his buttons. "So… the first time I kissed you… that was in the girl's bathroom?" she asked absently.

"Yeah.." he answered, his hands on her waist. "You.. uh… just grabbed me out of nowhere and umm.. will you stop?" he scolded as he grabbed her wrists and interlocked his fingers with hers, pressing her hands into the mattress beside her head.

"And the second time?" she asked innocently as she tucked her calves behind his knees and pulled him closer, sending heat through him in erotic, torturous waves.

"I kissed you outside the library…" he sighed. He was stiff against her thigh and he knew she was aware of it. She was looking at him like she wanted to rip his clothes off again, her blue eyes so pale they had an extraordinary luminescence. He wanted nothing more than to allow her to explore him as she wanted, let their bodies melt together until she moaned his name the way she had a few nights ago. He'd memorised every inch of her skin, how much this particular woman had enjoyed the feel of his touch, he wanted her touch now.

"And then we made out in the back of your car?" she added as she gazed at his lips and back up at his eyes until he gave in and his mouth collided with hers. Her blonde hair spilled around the pillow like liquid gold, her hips wriggling unconsciously in a silent invitation.

Their kisses were passionate, molten and consuming, he was fighting his body for control as their gazes tangled for a few breathless seconds, he wanted to strip her naked and press their bodies together until they had sated this irrepressible desire flowing between them, to take his time to tame the wanton, needy creature curled beneath him on his bed. Raw need tore through him; his length throbbed to be closer to her. He trailed a searing kiss along her neck, his lips travelling down her throat as he slid a hand up under her shirt to cup her breast, encouraged by the mewling cry she made as he captured her hardened nipple in his fingers.

"I'm famished" she gasped as her heart pounded and her pulse raced and he paused, looking down at her laboured breathing as she trembled under his touch. Something in her eyes urged him on, begged him to continue his explorations, to undress her and plunge himself deep inside her like they both wanted.

He wanted to possess her… to feel her clamp around him and have her cry out in pleasure again…

"Do you want to get room service?" his voice was rough as he removed his hand from her breast and raised himself off of her until he was lying on the bed beside her. She nodded wordlessly and lay on her back panting, he was so turned on.

"I'm going to need a minute…" he confessed as he stared into her blue eyes as she studied his face.

She's going to be the death of me…