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Prompt #549 – Texas Rangers – One Change (10) – slashluv18 – Veronica Mars
Title: One Change (10)
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Prompts: #549 – Texas Rangers
Warnings: None
Pairings/Characters: Logan/Veronica
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,801
Summary: Logan always screws up.
Logan watched her the same way he watched the Texas Rangers. Complete focus. He knew he should approach her, but Veronica was the one that ran away after the kiss. Shouldn't she be the one to make the next move?
Then again, if history repeated itself, Veronica would keep running away until she was forced to face the truth. That was what Veronica did. She ran when she was scared. She was the very definition of that Newton law he learned about in science.
What was it again? An object in motion stayed in motion unless acted upon by an unbalanced force. Or something like that. Well, if Veronica was the object, then Logan was the unbalanced force, and he would have to stop her from running away from him. From them.
Across the quad, Veronica finally met his gaze. There was steel determination in her eyes.
He swallowed, wondering what that could mean for him. It couldn't possibly be good. Logan forced himself to not straighten when she marched over to him.
"You know Mrs. Narvarro isn't guilty of credit card theft, don't you?"
Logan shrugged. "I didn't have her arrested."
"Really? So you don't have a problem with the whole Narvarro family?"
"I have a problem with Weevil. I've actually always kind of liked Mrs. Narvarro and wouldn't have set the cops on her. You know how nice she has always been to me. You know I have a soft spot for her. Why would I send the cops after her? All I know is someone took the credit card and charged it and it's connected to her name. I don't know anything more than that."
Veronica searched his gaze. "I'm going to find out the truth behind this whole thing."
Logan grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, uncaring of all of the eyes focused on the two of them. "I hope you do, and I kind of hope it is Weevil setting up his poor grandmother."
She rolled her eyes and yanked her hand out of Logan's grasp. "Bye."
She turned her back on him, but his voice stopped her in her tracks. "You know we're going to have to talk, right? I'm not going to let you pretend the kiss didn't happen."
She still faced away from him, but she answered, "Fine, but not until after I know the truth behind the credit card."
Logan nodded even though she couldn't see it. That was fair. He could wait because knowing Veronica like he did, the case would be solved within a week.
And then they could talk about the two of them and the possibilities Logan was sure were open now.
Veronica smiled happily. Wallace would get her Weevil's attendance records for her, and hopefully that would prove there was no way he could have used the stolen credit card to make the purchases. Hopefully. Because despite Logan's wishes, Veronica didn't want Weevil to be guilty. It wasn't a bad idea to have the leader of a biker gang on her side when she needed help, and she really wanted to keep that ally.
She walked into the journalism classroom. Part of her was happy to be assigned to journalism because she enjoyed photography, and it would be nice to take pictures of things other than cheating husbands or wives. It might even be fun.
When Veronica was noticed by Ms. Dent, she introduced herself to the teacher. When Caitlin interrupted about the student poll, Veronica listened with half an ear and did her best to not openly mock the dim-witted blonde.
"I was hoping I could maybe take pictures," Veronica said when Caitlin was gone. Then she proceeded to wow Ms. Dent with her camera experience.
Ms. Dent smiled at Veronica's enthusiasm. "I have your first assignment. Are you free after school tomorrow?"
Veronica shrugged. "I guess."
Ms. Dent nodded. "We're doing a feature on Bodie Chang. You know him?"
Veronica nodded. "Surfer. Up until 20 minutes ago, I was in study hall with him."
"That's the guy. So he's winning all these competitions. He's got another one up at Gold Coast. Let me introduce you to the guy who's doing the story."
Ms. Dent led her to the end of the classroom, to another of the cubicles. She leaned over the partition. "Duncan Kane, this is Veronica."
Veronica's eyes widened and she noticed Logan next to him.
Logan glared, obviously unhappy with what he knew was about to happen.
And just like Logan suspected, Ms. Dent continued, "Veronica's going to be taking pictures tomorrow and I arranged for you to ride with Bodie's parents."
"No, I'll drive," Duncan opposed.
Ms. Dent smiled. "Great, maybe Veronica can—"
"I can drive to," Veronica quickly put in. She did not want to be stuck in a car alone with Duncan.
Logan turned his back on the three of them and with the way his shoulders were hunched, she knew he was going in defensive mode.
That couldn't be good.
He couldn't actually blame her for being paired with Duncan, could he? It was a school assignment. How could this possibly be Veronica's fault?
And he didn't think she wanted to work with Duncan, right? Whatever she had once felt for her former boyfriend was gone. Logan knew that, right? He had to know that. He couldn't think she still had feelings for Duncan. He just couldn't.
Ms. Dent looked at them oddly. "Okay. Oil crisis be damned.""
Veronica looked towards the doorway and saw Wallace standing there. He held up the attendance records.
At lunch, Veronica went through the records. She knew that half of the purchases were online orders. There were some made on school days, and they were made during fourth period. And during fourth period, Weevil had Auto Shop. So how could you make online orders?
That gave her a place to start at least, and she did her best to ignore Wallace's snarkiness about helping a guy that duck-taped him to a flagpole.
A hand on the table startled the two of them. Veronica looked up and somehow, she wasn't all that surprised to see Logan.
Veronica started before Logan could. "If you're here to tell me that you don't like the idea of me working with Duncan, don't even bother. I didn't ask to be put on the assignment with him, but since I have, I'm going to do it and do the best job I can. And nothing, especially your jealousy, is going to stop me."
Logan's eyes narrowed. "I guess you're hoping to get your fairytale reunion, huh? Why am I not surprised? Well, don't mind me. Maybe I'll go see if Caitlin is still available."
Veronica shuddered as something in her stomach flipped unpleasantly at the very idea of him going to Caitlin. She watched him walk away and was left wondering if they'd ever get this relationship thing right.
"Veronica, you okay?" Wallace tentatively asked.
She shook her head to dispel the bad thoughts. "Fine. I have work to do, and I can't worry about Logan and what he might do with that skank."
She turned her attention back to the papers in front of her. She knew there was no internet connection in Auto Shop. And there was no way for him to slip out unnoticed seven times without getting caught.
So, if Weevil didn't do it, who was the culprit?
That was the million dollar question.
It didn't matter though because after school, she found out the Mrs. Narvarro was released because Weevil confessed to the crime.
The next day, Logan was still angry at the thought of her and Duncan spending any type of quality time together.
So, while Veronica sat at a computer, Logan lounged next to Caitlin and talked loudly to her, hoping to get a rise out of the blonde he was actually interested in. "No, seriously, how difficult is it to find good help these days?"
Caitlin giggled and Logan found it grating on his nerves, but he still forced a smile as she answered, "What are you going to do about your housekeeper situation?"
Logan shrugged. "We had to let her go. If you can't trust your domestics, you don't feel safe in your own home."
Caitlin laid a fake sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "I won't miss her. She was totally rude to me every time I was over there."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Veronica stiffen at that. Caitlin might have been to the mansion, but it was always in a group and no matter how many times she pushed for it, he never allowed her to stay when everyone else left. Veronica didn't know that, and it pleased him that she thought the wrong thing, even if a tiny part of him felt guilty for hurting her.
Veronica wasn't going to stay quiet for long, though. "Did you guys know that 90% of all identity theft is committed by relatives of the victim? That's an interesting fact. At least I think so."
Caitlin glared. "But you know what? No one cares what you think Veronica Mars. Not anymore. Not since you stabbed all your friends in the back."
Veronica looked over her shoulder and glared. "You seem to care a bit about what I think."
Logan smirked meanly. "Tell the truth Veronica. Did you just sign up for newspaper so you could be around Duncan?" It might have come out mocking, but it was a serious question, one Logan desperately wanted the answer to.
Veronica sadly shook her head. "Logan, you know that's not true. Or at least I thought you did, but I guess I was wrong. Every time I think we get one step closer to fixing things, you do something that makes me reconsider everything I know, and we take two steps back. I'm not sure it's worth the back and forth anymore. It's just so exhausting. Anyways, I had been thinking to make my fourth period government class because I wanted to spend time with you Logan, but I think I've changed my mind."
She faced the computer again, and not only was he confused, but Logan felt as if he had been splashed with a bucket of ice cold water.
Caitlin flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder and whipped Logan in the face. "We've got computer lab fourth period."
Veronica nodded. "Good to know."
And Logan got it. The last part was about the Narvarro case, but the first part was pure truth. He really was a screw up. After all, he kept messing things up with Veronica. Every single time he had a chance, he did something that made Veronica question her sanity for giving it to him.
When would he ever learn?
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Prompts: #549 – Texas Rangers
Warnings: None
Pairings/Characters: Logan/Veronica
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,801
Summary: Logan always screws up.
Logan watched her the same way he watched the Texas Rangers. Complete focus. He knew he should approach her, but Veronica was the one that ran away after the kiss. Shouldn't she be the one to make the next move?
Then again, if history repeated itself, Veronica would keep running away until she was forced to face the truth. That was what Veronica did. She ran when she was scared. She was the very definition of that Newton law he learned about in science.
What was it again? An object in motion stayed in motion unless acted upon by an unbalanced force. Or something like that. Well, if Veronica was the object, then Logan was the unbalanced force, and he would have to stop her from running away from him. From them.
Across the quad, Veronica finally met his gaze. There was steel determination in her eyes.
He swallowed, wondering what that could mean for him. It couldn't possibly be good. Logan forced himself to not straighten when she marched over to him.
"You know Mrs. Narvarro isn't guilty of credit card theft, don't you?"
Logan shrugged. "I didn't have her arrested."
"Really? So you don't have a problem with the whole Narvarro family?"
"I have a problem with Weevil. I've actually always kind of liked Mrs. Narvarro and wouldn't have set the cops on her. You know how nice she has always been to me. You know I have a soft spot for her. Why would I send the cops after her? All I know is someone took the credit card and charged it and it's connected to her name. I don't know anything more than that."
Veronica searched his gaze. "I'm going to find out the truth behind this whole thing."
Logan grabbed her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, uncaring of all of the eyes focused on the two of them. "I hope you do, and I kind of hope it is Weevil setting up his poor grandmother."
She rolled her eyes and yanked her hand out of Logan's grasp. "Bye."
She turned her back on him, but his voice stopped her in her tracks. "You know we're going to have to talk, right? I'm not going to let you pretend the kiss didn't happen."
She still faced away from him, but she answered, "Fine, but not until after I know the truth behind the credit card."
Logan nodded even though she couldn't see it. That was fair. He could wait because knowing Veronica like he did, the case would be solved within a week.
And then they could talk about the two of them and the possibilities Logan was sure were open now.
She walked into the journalism classroom. Part of her was happy to be assigned to journalism because she enjoyed photography, and it would be nice to take pictures of things other than cheating husbands or wives. It might even be fun.
When Veronica was noticed by Ms. Dent, she introduced herself to the teacher. When Caitlin interrupted about the student poll, Veronica listened with half an ear and did her best to not openly mock the dim-witted blonde.
"I was hoping I could maybe take pictures," Veronica said when Caitlin was gone. Then she proceeded to wow Ms. Dent with her camera experience.
Ms. Dent smiled at Veronica's enthusiasm. "I have your first assignment. Are you free after school tomorrow?"
Veronica shrugged. "I guess."
Ms. Dent nodded. "We're doing a feature on Bodie Chang. You know him?"
Veronica nodded. "Surfer. Up until 20 minutes ago, I was in study hall with him."
"That's the guy. So he's winning all these competitions. He's got another one up at Gold Coast. Let me introduce you to the guy who's doing the story."
Ms. Dent led her to the end of the classroom, to another of the cubicles. She leaned over the partition. "Duncan Kane, this is Veronica."
Veronica's eyes widened and she noticed Logan next to him.
Logan glared, obviously unhappy with what he knew was about to happen.
And just like Logan suspected, Ms. Dent continued, "Veronica's going to be taking pictures tomorrow and I arranged for you to ride with Bodie's parents."
"No, I'll drive," Duncan opposed.
Ms. Dent smiled. "Great, maybe Veronica can—"
"I can drive to," Veronica quickly put in. She did not want to be stuck in a car alone with Duncan.
Logan turned his back on the three of them and with the way his shoulders were hunched, she knew he was going in defensive mode.
That couldn't be good.
He couldn't actually blame her for being paired with Duncan, could he? It was a school assignment. How could this possibly be Veronica's fault?
And he didn't think she wanted to work with Duncan, right? Whatever she had once felt for her former boyfriend was gone. Logan knew that, right? He had to know that. He couldn't think she still had feelings for Duncan. He just couldn't.
Ms. Dent looked at them oddly. "Okay. Oil crisis be damned.""
Veronica looked towards the doorway and saw Wallace standing there. He held up the attendance records.
At lunch, Veronica went through the records. She knew that half of the purchases were online orders. There were some made on school days, and they were made during fourth period. And during fourth period, Weevil had Auto Shop. So how could you make online orders?
That gave her a place to start at least, and she did her best to ignore Wallace's snarkiness about helping a guy that duck-taped him to a flagpole.
A hand on the table startled the two of them. Veronica looked up and somehow, she wasn't all that surprised to see Logan.
Veronica started before Logan could. "If you're here to tell me that you don't like the idea of me working with Duncan, don't even bother. I didn't ask to be put on the assignment with him, but since I have, I'm going to do it and do the best job I can. And nothing, especially your jealousy, is going to stop me."
Logan's eyes narrowed. "I guess you're hoping to get your fairytale reunion, huh? Why am I not surprised? Well, don't mind me. Maybe I'll go see if Caitlin is still available."
Veronica shuddered as something in her stomach flipped unpleasantly at the very idea of him going to Caitlin. She watched him walk away and was left wondering if they'd ever get this relationship thing right.
"Veronica, you okay?" Wallace tentatively asked.
She shook her head to dispel the bad thoughts. "Fine. I have work to do, and I can't worry about Logan and what he might do with that skank."
She turned her attention back to the papers in front of her. She knew there was no internet connection in Auto Shop. And there was no way for him to slip out unnoticed seven times without getting caught.
So, if Weevil didn't do it, who was the culprit?
That was the million dollar question.
It didn't matter though because after school, she found out the Mrs. Narvarro was released because Weevil confessed to the crime.
So, while Veronica sat at a computer, Logan lounged next to Caitlin and talked loudly to her, hoping to get a rise out of the blonde he was actually interested in. "No, seriously, how difficult is it to find good help these days?"
Caitlin giggled and Logan found it grating on his nerves, but he still forced a smile as she answered, "What are you going to do about your housekeeper situation?"
Logan shrugged. "We had to let her go. If you can't trust your domestics, you don't feel safe in your own home."
Caitlin laid a fake sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "I won't miss her. She was totally rude to me every time I was over there."
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Veronica stiffen at that. Caitlin might have been to the mansion, but it was always in a group and no matter how many times she pushed for it, he never allowed her to stay when everyone else left. Veronica didn't know that, and it pleased him that she thought the wrong thing, even if a tiny part of him felt guilty for hurting her.
Veronica wasn't going to stay quiet for long, though. "Did you guys know that 90% of all identity theft is committed by relatives of the victim? That's an interesting fact. At least I think so."
Caitlin glared. "But you know what? No one cares what you think Veronica Mars. Not anymore. Not since you stabbed all your friends in the back."
Veronica looked over her shoulder and glared. "You seem to care a bit about what I think."
Logan smirked meanly. "Tell the truth Veronica. Did you just sign up for newspaper so you could be around Duncan?" It might have come out mocking, but it was a serious question, one Logan desperately wanted the answer to.
Veronica sadly shook her head. "Logan, you know that's not true. Or at least I thought you did, but I guess I was wrong. Every time I think we get one step closer to fixing things, you do something that makes me reconsider everything I know, and we take two steps back. I'm not sure it's worth the back and forth anymore. It's just so exhausting. Anyways, I had been thinking to make my fourth period government class because I wanted to spend time with you Logan, but I think I've changed my mind."
She faced the computer again, and not only was he confused, but Logan felt as if he had been splashed with a bucket of ice cold water.
Caitlin flipped her blonde hair over her shoulder and whipped Logan in the face. "We've got computer lab fourth period."
Veronica nodded. "Good to know."
And Logan got it. The last part was about the Narvarro case, but the first part was pure truth. He really was a screw up. After all, he kept messing things up with Veronica. Every single time he had a chance, he did something that made Veronica question her sanity for giving it to him.
When would he ever learn?