'I missed you,' Veronica whispered resting on her elbow.
'Yeah, me too, you forget how good cable TV is when your over there," Logan half-smiled.
'You've got to be kidding? That's what our tryst means to you, good cable and a bucket of popcorn on your lap while watching Vincent Vega shake his tail feather?' She mocked exasperated.
'Okay, so there are other perks too,' He leant in and planted a kiss on her cheek.
'See was that so hard?'
'Anyone would think you've been pining?' He was laying on his side facing her, a crisp breeze flowing in from the ocean, as they laid in his dimly lit room.
'Pining? That is not a word that's in the Mars family vocabulary,'
'Maybe it should be,'
'You say pining, I say, a momentary aberration,'
They were suddenly quiet for a moment.
'You think you'll stick around?' He asked after a beat, catching her completely off guard.
Of course I am staying, I'd sooner fight King Kong, than go back to New York.
'Veronica?'
'Of course,' She rested her hand softly on his bare chest, 'What ever would I do without the entire JAG crew at my beck and call?' She quipped.
'I was worried, you know,' He blinked rapidly, frantic even. He looked up at the ceiling; but Veronica's eyes were still completely fixed on him.
'What would you need to worry about? Nicholas Spark's has already got our story in the works for his latest best seller. We're on fire, baby, he even promised us writing credit,' She snuggled into his side.
'I was worried that I'd get back and you'd be gone. You know, back to New York and it would be like it was before. You'd leave me some Dear John. I don't-I don't want to screw this up this time.' He laced his fingers into hers.
'Logan,' She sat up, bringing her face closed to his, 'This long distance thing… it's tough; but I am not going anywhere. You don't have to worry, I am the Butch Cassidy of Neptune, the picture of cool, calm and collected,'
'And with the perfect quips to boot,' He smiled broadly reassured by her word and she tenderly kissed his lips. She could feel his hands running through her flaxen hair.
She looked out onto the hazy, luminous twilight of an early morning. She could already see people beginning to flock to the sands, mostly surfers, trailed by groups of impressionable, young bimbos. Each giggling away at their chosen man-crush, fully unaware of their own tawdriness, and high school-esque desperation. She smirked at the thought.
'Do you think your mom will be acquitted?'
Way to stay out the deep end, Logan.
'I have no clue, her lawyer says, she's got a chance. I mean, she had no idea what he was doing, it had never even occurred to her until I came by that day. Tanner manipulated her, he scammed hundreds of thousands dollars from the Find Aurora Fund, he wanted to profit from Hayley's disappearance as well - Surely that counts for something,'
It has to.
'What about Hunter? What'll we do if she's jailed?'
'I promised him, he wouldn't be alone, I have to keep my promise,' She rested her head against the headboard, 'I can't-I can't let him end up in foster care, Logan, I just can't,"
'No, I know, trust me I know better than anyone about the ties that bind" She thought she saw him a grimace as if thoughts of his family were sweeping through his mind, 'But where's he going to sleep? I'll be deployed again and I doubt you want Dick doing his Big Daddy impression. What does your dad think?'
Yeah, Veronica, what does your dad think?