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Take Me to the Stacks, You Animal...
Logan and Veronica 
Wednesday, Oct. 21, 09 - 11:00 pm
[buffy] get home before dark
Cuteness abounds. (Under the cut)

He felt so stupid. Veronica probably thought he was a complete idiot now, as opposed to only the part-idiot he knew she thought he was before. He stretched his legs out on the couch and sighed. He felt like something was ending. A door was closing inside his mind. He recalled the phrase ‘when one door closes, another door opens’ and contemplated making it his inspirational voicemail message of the day for tomorrow. There was a knock at the door and he sighed once again, swinging his legs off the sofa and mumbling to himself that it was about time room service showed up. He’d ordered those pork chops twenty minutes ago. As he made his way to the door, there was another knock, this time harsher and more pronounced. “Alright, alright I’m coming already.” Room service were getting so pushy these days, anyone would think he wasn’t paying seven hundred dollars a night for this room. He opened the door. “It’s about ti-”. He froze. “Veronica.”

“Logan.” Silence filled the gaping hole between them.

“Okay, uh if you came over to get your shirt back I don’t know if that’s going to happen because that little girl-the one with me in the elevator, really liked it and she took it home and-”

“I still love you.”

Logan stood there shocked. Had he just heard her right?

“I’m sorry that I pushed you away but I needed to think. I mean, you slept with Madison Sinclair. Queen of all evil and also the girl that ultimately caused me to get raped.”

Logan looked down. He wasn’t even sure why he did it. He told her he never wanted to hurt her, only protect her. But then he went and did this... For the second time that night he cursed himself for being so stupid.

“I was so mad at you, you know that? I couldn’t believe you’d done that and I didn’t think I could ever get over it.” She stopped and took a breath. Logan was still staring at his shoes. She continued. “But then I listened to your message.” Logan looked up. “I know you’re sorry for what you did and I know that you’d never intentionally do anything to hurt me. It’ll take time for me to fully trust you again but…I still love you Logan. I don’t think I could ever stop, it’s like a curse.”

“A curse?” Logan raised an eyebrow.

“Okay, a really good curse.” She replied smiling and taking a step toward him.

“Veronica, trust me if there was anything in the world I could take back it would be that, it really does make me ill to think about it and I left straight afterwards. I don‘t even know why I did it. I’m so, so sorry and I promise I will do anything it takes for you to trust me again, whatever I need to do I’ll do it, I-”

“Will you just shut up and kiss me already?” She said breathlessly, wrapping her arms around his neck.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in and hungrily attacked her mouth with his. God he’d missed this. It had been what, a week? He couldn’t survive without her for one week. Well, she was Veronica Mars. And she loved him.

Thursday, Oct. 22, 09 - 3:19 am (UTC)
Thanks! I know what you mean. I pretty much can't read a fanfic if the grammar and punctuation is bad. It just bugs me too much! Thanks for the tip, heading over there right now.
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