Veronica got out of the car with her Dad clutching the small box of Daisy's things from the office as she walked towards the small off-campus Hearst student housing her friend had shared with her roommate Cadence and her roommate's girlfriend Becca.

It was a small ground floor apartment in the 04 area code of Neptune, about a half hours ride from the college and two blocks from the Neptune Family Planning Free Clinic where Becca worked in the evenings.

"You sure you are okay to do this honey?" her father asked gently.

"Yeah.." she replied, her voice was hoarse and her eyes were still red from the hours of crying. Shortly after she'd found that email from Daisy, she had come completely undone in Logan's arms. Her father hadn't said anything about coming home at such a late hour and finding her curled up in her boyfriend's arms, he'd been too pre-occupied with going through the case files of the recent burglary case that he was working on.

Veronica couldn't be 100% sure that it was those Abel Koontz files that had gotten Daisy killed, but they hadn't been with the evidence found at the crime scene when she'd been…

She inhaled sharply and tried to fight back the urge to curl up into the foetal position again.

That was part of the reason she had volunteered to help her father today to clear out her desk at the Mars Investigations Office and at Cliff's legal firm, so she could see if there had been any trace of them. There wasn't, and as she watched the older Mars wrestle with the undeniable guilt they were both feeling, she knew she couldn't tell him now. He'd definitely make her stop… and now she couldn't. She owed it to both Lilly and now Daisy to bring whoever did this to justice.

It had to have been the Kane's.

It was the only thing that made sense, why hadn't she considered this before? It was an oversight that had cost Daisy her life. They would have to be so much more careful now.

Her father had refused to give her any updates on exactly what had gone down with Lamb at the Sheriff's department, or to share any information, and Cliff had been even more reluctant to divulge any details.

She walked up the small steps behind Keith Mars and were greeted by a short dark haired girl in a floral dress.

"Thank you" Cadence sobbed, as she took the small box of things from Veronica.

"Is there anything else we can do?" Keith asked.

"No… I'm going to Fed-ex the last of her things to her aunt in San Diego, she doesn't really have much other family here in Neptune" Becca explained.

"Well.. send me the bill" Keith told them, handing them his invoicing address.

"Oh you don't have to…." Cadence protested.

"I insist…" Keith told her firmly.

"The funeral is probably going to be on Thursday, next week… after the coroner releases her…. I think it's probably going to take place down in Weller, near her Grandmother's old house" Nadia, on of Daisy's the previous housemates explained. Her boyfriend, a taller Hispanic man wearing a leather jacket, rubbed her shoulders.

"Mateo" Keith said reaching out his hand. "It's been a long time"

"Sheriff" he smiled politely and shook her Dads hand.

"I see you still got your bike" Keith pointed as he hinted at the motorcycle parked around the side.

"Yeah… still runs, although, I don't get out as much as I used to" he said quietly. "Daisy was helping me restore part of the engine block"

"There's a scrap yard, out on 7th and Oak Hill, they should be able to help you finish" Veronica said quietly. Weevil's Uncle's place.

"Can I get you some tea… or something?" Cadence offered.

"No thank you, I am fine… but I was hoping to ask you some questions…" Keith said as he took the housemates aside and started to try and fill in a timeline of Daisy's movements over the last few days. She didn't know what had happened down at the Sheriff's station, but her father was incensed when he had come home, he was determined to solve this case.

Veronica took the opportunity to have a small tour of the house, it was nothing like she had expected a student house to look. She stopped near the door of what was Daisy's bedroom, she'd never been to her house, but everything about the small room screamed single career woman. Her lab coat hung over the back of her small office desk, it was all modern clean lines, her furniture was functional and there were no sentimental Knick knacks or family photos in the room. It smelled of vanilla and lavender, a small Venus fly trap sat on the window.

The only things out of place apart from the leather bound brown journal with case notes beside a small old cassette tape recorder sitting on the computer table were the wardrobe was open, and some of the t-shirts were thrown onto the bed, her training shoes sat discarded by the door, and her iPod sat by on the edge of her bed, almost like it was just waiting for her to come back and put the headphones back on and jam out to the music.

Everything just paused, waiting eerily for the dark haired girl with an instantaneous cheeky smile to come back in and fill it full of life. Being in this room made her feel jittery… there was a vacuum here now. Just like in Lilly's room. Previously occupied spaces… just empty. Void of something vital.

Veronica looked at the clothes in the closet and noticed the petite motorcycle jacket. She recognised it from her freshmen year, the senior girls who dated guys in the PCHers used to wear them.

"Gustavio gave her that" Mateo explained as he stood in the doorway.

"The Reaper" Veronica said quietly. Daisy's dead boyfriend. Felix Toome's older brother, the guy who'd went missing.

"Yeah… I think he's the reason she got into… all this" he said hinting at the book shelves full of scientific forensic's textbooks and the small microscope on the desk. The brown leather journal. Her Gustavio investigation…

"You knew him" Veronica observed.

"Yeah… he was a friend of mine… me and Daze… we came up together" Mateo explained. "Her and Gus.. they were true Ride or Die"

"Mateo… Marissa is here" Becca called from the living room.

"Excuse me" he smiled solemnly as he went into the next room.

"I still can't believe she's gone…" Nadia remarked as she stood in the doorway. "I never should have moved out…" she sighed.

"You can't blame yourself" Veronica comforted.

"I don't… I blame this fucking town…" she swore angrily as she brushed away hot tears. "Daisy had something for you…" Nadia said changing the subject. Handing over a small digital recording device and a book. "It's from her first year… some Professor at Hearst… he's a profiler… I think she thought this was something you'd be interested in…"

Veronica took the small package with the new digital recorder, a handmade label stuck to it.

For when you need a little reminder…

"Thank you" Veronica said quietly.

"I think it was meant to be a leaving present… she had Finals coming up, and with you being nearly back to yourself… I reckon she thought that her internship with your dad would be over soon" Nadia continued before Becca called her into the next room.

"Veronica… sweetheart.. you okay to go?" Keith asked as he stuck his head in the door.

Veronica looked down at the brown leather case file and cassette tape recorder and picked them up, putting it behind the ones that Nadia had given her as Marissa Toomes came into the room and Cadence started to open up some of the drawers for them to begin packing away Daisy's things to send to her aunts.

"Yeah… I got everything I need" Veronica replied, before slipping them into her black leather bag.

Veronica and her father would find out what happened to her friend she promised herself as she climbed into the passenger seat of her fathers car.

And then she'd finish what Daisy started.

For anybody missing Daisy... there's an Alternate Ending Season 1 Finale short story I wrote featuring Daisy and Norris Clayton... if you wanna get to know a wee bit more about her background and add a bit more depth to this chapter. It's Called Just Another Flower