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Fic: Point A to Point B, (Logan/Veronica), PG-13, 2/2
Author: jacedesbff
Pairing/Character: Logan/Veronica pre-series
Word Count: 2000+
Rating: PG-13 for fluffy kissing
Summary: The rest of the background behind Veronica’s dream in “Not Pictured”.
Spoilers: Veronica’s dream in “Not Pictured”, 2x22. Knowledge of the rest of Seasons 1 and 2 to be on the safe side.
Disclaimer: Ah, a moment from Rob Thomas that didn’t suck. Characters still not mine. Not making money on them; no money to take.
Previous chapter: Part 1

A/N: First of all, in the first part I failed to thank my beta, candlewaxdreams--how can I stand the shame?! As she also beta’d this one, I’d better get busy thanking her a thousand times over!! : - )

Thank you so much to everyone who said they wanted the sequel—boy, was I silly to think that no one wanted happy fluff! : - ) Several people have asked if this would be a WIP, but these two chapters were all I envisioned. Enjoy and leave feedback, pretty please with sugar on top!

Logan looked down at the beautiful girl asleep in the crook of his arm. Had they really only been going out for a week? As he reached down to place a silent kiss on Veronica’s forehead, a wave of contentment washed over Logan.

It was interesting. The American public idolized his father. Given the fact that his mother had never remarried, the press liked to propagate the idea that Lynn had never gotten over her husband’s death, that Aaron was the love of her life, and that no one else would ever compare. Logan, on the other hand, had always had the idea that the truth was something a bit different.

His mother had never said anything outright, but Logan had gotten the impression over the years that Lynn stayed single because she didn’t want to endure marriage again. Whenever he asked his mom about his dad, she gave him fairly generic answers and Logan had finally come to the conclusion that as close as he and his mother were, the Internet was going to give him more information about Aaron than she would.

Nevertheless, his mother had raised him to believe in true love and in the short time that he and Veronica had been together, Logan could see an added lightness in his mom. It was as though seeing her son loving someone and being loved in return had given her life an added measure of peace and happiness. Add that to the list of reasons that Logan intended on never letting Veronica go. He would do anything for his mother, and if he and Veronica made his mother happy, well, there you go. Of course, it didn’t hurt that he was madly in love with his girlfriend.

Logan smiled, and Veronica stirred against him.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” he said softly as Veronica turned sleep-heavy eyes up to him.

“Hey,” she murmured.

He leaned down to kiss her, and the light touch deepened; Veronica’s arms slid up the curves of Logan’s body. By the time they pulled away, Veronica was lying on the couch and Logan was halfway on top of her. Logan nuzzled Veronica’s nose with his and his girlfriend sighed happily.

“I want to wake up like that all the time,” she said softly.

Logan smiled lazily in response.

“Is it okay…” Veronica paused and Logan sensed a subtle shift in her demeanor, even as her left hand gently trailed up and down his arm. He smiled at her encouragingly. There wasn’t anything she could say that would bother him.

“Is it okay that I’m not ready to have sex yet?” A dull flush crept over Veronica’s features.

Logan resettled himself so that he was lying fully on the couch and Veronica was facing him, touching her reassuringly as he did so.

“Veronica,” he said tenderly, “I will never ask you to do anything that you’re not ready to do. You will never disappoint me, and I will always love you.”

A tear slipped down Veronica’s cheek and she hastily wiped it away.

“There’s one other thing you should know,” said Logan with another kiss to his girlfriend’s temple.

“What’s that?” she asked softly.

“I’m a virgin.”

Veronica’s breath caught in her throat. She didn’t know what to say. Not that she had thought Logan was a man-slut or anything, but...a virgin? Really?

Logan smiled at the expression on Veronica’s face. “It’s not that I haven’t had opportunities,” he explained in an uncomplicated tone, “but I want my first time to be with someone I love. Everyone I’ve dated…they wanted to be able to say they were with Logan Echolls, and I want to be loved for me, not for my name.” He brushed a hair out of Veronica’s eyes. “What can I say? I’m a romantic.”

Tears were freely streaming down Veronica’s face.

In a choked voice, she managed to whisper, “I love you so much. I don’t ever want anything but you.”

“Then it’s a good thing you have me,” Logan murmured as his lips met hers.


Homecoming was amazing. Duncan and Meg, Lilly and Corey, and Logan and Veronica all told their parents they were going to the dance and then had a limo party instead. If Lilly was slightly disappointed at the relative conservatism of her limo-buddies she didn’t let on, rather she did her usual spectacular job of livening up the party.

The greatest shock of the evening came while they were all walking on the beach playing “I Have Never” and everyone learned that Logan had never had sex.

“Dude, are you kidding?” Duncan asked as Logan wiped his mouth off with the back of his hand, having just taken a swig out of the champagne bottle.

“What can I say? I have taste,” answered Logan as he reached down to press a quick kiss on Veronica’s lips. His girlfriend sported a huge smile and shrugged innocently at everyone while looping her arm through Logan’s.

“Wait a minute—did you know, Veronica?!” demanded Lilly. Veronica just smiled bigger and put her head on Logan’s shoulder as they kept walking.

“Bad boys are so much more fun,” huffed Lilly as Corey lifted her hair and kissed the back of her neck.

“Just keep thinking that,” sang Veronica in a lilting voice as she did a cute little hop that landed her in front of Logan, who picked her up for another kiss, swinging her around as he did so.

Meg laughed as Duncan took her hand in his and the six of them continued down the beach.


Of course there was a parental welcoming party for them when the limo finally pulled into the Kane estate shortly after dawn. Meg’s parents whisked her away with barely a backward glance, while Keith and Lynn each gave their children looks that clearly said “we’ll discuss this when we get in the car”. Lilly, of course, had to be the rebel and planted a huge kiss on Corey before heading inside the house.

As Logan and Veronica were herded into their respective cars by their parents, they gave each other one last glance. No words passed between them—none were needed. A perfect night summed up in one perfect glance.


High school is an interesting place. Logan and Veronica were so incredibly perfect for each other and so happy together that most of their peers desperately wanted to hate them. Interestingly, though, while a few succeeded, the majority of the students at Neptune simply couldn’t bring themselves to do it. Logan and Veronica were just too…nice.

The exact opposite of snobby ‘09ers, if you needed help with your homework, Veronica was the first to volunteer, if you needed a ride somewhere, Logan was always willing to let you hop in. The night of Shelley Pomeroy’s end-of-the-year party, the two of them spent the first part of the night slow dancing on the pool deck and the second half driving home drunk rich kids.

Yeah, hating the two of them was pretty hard. Not that Veronica would have noticed if they had.

While Logan was fairly aware of the world around him, Veronica’s worldview primarily encompassed those nearest and dearest to her. She wasn’t oblivious to the world around her, she simply didn’t see any reason to worry about that over which she had no control.

She accepted it as her solemn responsibility to love the people around her and to be the best person that she could be. And nothing made her happier than seeing Logan smile. Which made the day she found a copy of Sex for Dummies in his dresser drawer very entertaining.

“Logan, what’s this?”

It didn’t occur to Veronica to keep it a secret that she had found the book. It wasn’t in her nature.

Coming out of his bathroom, Logan turned slightly pink, but took the sight of his girlfriend sitting on the edge of his bed reading the back of a sex manual in relatively good stride.

“I wanted to be prepared,” he answered, doing his best to sound nonchalant. “For whatever comes up.” He cleared his throat. “It’s not just about sex, you know. It talks about…” he paused as he tried to figure out how to phrase things to his very naïve girlfriend, “…every aspect of sexual relations.”

Yeah...good way to put it, Echolls.

“Like oral sex?” asked Veronica innocently.

Logan managed not to choke, but still unable to get any words out, he nodded.

“Are there pictures?” inquired Veronica as she started flipping through the book, still not having looked up at her boyfriend.

“Uh-huh,” Logan got out, trying to figure out where this conversation was headed. He would never push Veronica to do anything she didn’t want to do, but he was a teenage boy, and he was desperately in love with his girlfriend.

Veronica finally shut the book and looked at Logan.

“Can I borrow this?”

There was no doubt in Logan’s mind that Veronica had no idea what a turn-on her innocent question was.

“Go right ahead,” he assured her, crossing to sit next to her on the bed. He took a deep breath and put his hand on hers. “There’s no pressure. You know that, right?”

Veronica smiled. “Of course. I’m just curious.” She reached down to pick her backpack up off of the floor. “Did you say you had Algebra homework?”

Logan blinked, taken aback by the abrupt subject change from sex to math.

He coughed.

“Yeah.” He got up and took his books out of his backpack. He loved his girlfriend, but sometimes she was seriously clueless as to the effect that she had on him.


By the time Logan and Veronica made love to each other the night of their junior prom, the forthright guide to sex that Veronica had chanced upon had ensured that the two of them were comfortable enough with each other’s bodies that their first time was much more enjoyable and much less uncomfortable than the first times of most of their peers.

“Mmmmm…” Veronica murmured, her foot lazily moving up and down Logan’s leg, “that was very, very nice.”

“Nice?” Logan asked with a grin and a kiss to his girlfriend’s forehead.

Veronica smothered a giggle in his chest, hiding her red face.

Knowing what she was trying to say, Logan pulled Veronica into his tight embrace.

“I love you, Veronica Mars.”

“I love you even more, Logan Echolls.”


Life seemed a bit calmer after Lilly went away to college, and their senior year passed uneventfully comparative to the years Duncan’s sister had been present, and before anyone knew it, it was the time to graduate.

To his parents’ great delight, Duncan was headed to Harvard School of Business. Meg was headed in the same direction, although not to the same school, having been accepted to Boston College.

Logan and Veronica, on the other hand, had chosen to stay in Neptune and would be attending Hearst College together. While they were each planning on living on campus freshman year, they had already made plans to move in together by sophomore year.

Graduation day was perfect. There were some standard snafus, such as the graduation gown mix up with Wallace Fennell, a student Veronica had never heard of, and the ritual teasing from Dick and Duncan, but none of that did anything but add to Veronica’s memories of Neptune High.

Everyone who loved them was in the audience when Logan and Veronica walked across the stage—-Lilly, Lynn, Keith and Lianne, all of their friends. As Veronica took her diploma from the principal, she looked out over the crowd and was reminded how truly lucky she was to have so much love in her life.

Late that night, after everyone had staggered home or to friends’ houses, Logan and Veronica, both still sober, drove back to his house. Seeing how tired his girlfriend was, Logan scooped her up in his arms and carried her to his bedroom. Her parents weren’t expecting her home that night, and Lynn has promised the Mars that no funny business would take place under her roof.

Lying down next to her after kicking his shoes off, Logan put his arms around the girl he loved, enfolding her in his embrace. Contentment began chasing them both off to sleep.

“You ready for the next 50 years?” he whispered into her ear.

“Only if they’re with you,” she murmured back.



( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jun. 6th, 2009 10:20 am (UTC)
"Veronica," he said tenderly, "I will never ask you to do anything that you're not ready to do. You will never disappoint me, and I will always love you."
Where can one find a guy that will say things like that (and really mean them) in the real world? Is there a list somewhere around here? *looks around* If there is, please sign me up for one :D

The part where Veronica finds a copy of Sex for Dummies in Logan's bedroom was really funny. This entire fic was lovely! Thank you for writing it!
Jun. 3rd, 2011 10:01 am (UTC)
Oh I loved the ending! Still a little sad that she never met Wallace though
Jun. 4th, 2011 02:58 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! And I LOVE your icon!!! :D
Jun. 4th, 2011 03:12 am (UTC)
Thank you! I'm a huge Spuffy fan. It's the only other fandom I'll read besides LoVe.
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