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Insisting on Love by hiddeneloise

Picks up a few weeks after the events of the last episode of the show. The roller-coaster that is Logan and Veronica. Sometimes you need to get off the ride and stop spinning in order to appreciate the high.

Originally posted 12/27/2007 by hiddeneloise

This story is now on AO3: X

Chapter 27 is live!

Time, Make It Go Faster Or Just Rewind

AO3 || FFN

Preview:

The day was a blur. Logan had been supportive, staying by her side, trying to make her laugh. Even Wallace seemed to know something was wrong. But what was she supposed to do? She’d spent a lot of time hiding her feelings, plastering them away behind anger and sarcasm. Now that plaster was failing.

Was it Logan? Was it her decision to figure out what really happened to her, finally? And more, would she have been ready to ask the hard questions without one of her oldest friends there to support her?

She loved Wallace. He put the best in BFF. But he wasn’t Logan. There were things he didn’t know. Things she didn’t want him to know. Like Lianne and her drinking. Like how sometimes when she thought back on who she was before Lilly died, she didn’t always like that person.

Some truths hurt, Veronica.

Life As We Know It

Oliviet

Summary:

After a disastrous first date, the only things Veronica and Logan have in common are mutual dislike and their love for their goddaughter, Sophie. When they unexpectedly become her caretakers, Logan and Veronica have to put aside their differences and learn to work together for the sake of the child. Juggling competing career and social commitments, Logan and Veronica look for common ground while living under the same roof.

(And yes I stole the movie summary for my story summary because really it says it all without me needing to. I own nothing!)

Notes:

I know what you're thinking, ANOTHER WIP?? Yes, yes indeed. I have not abandoned White Tulip or Jealousy, Jealousy and I will update and finish all three of these stories, I promise!

I was tagged by @elliebear75l ! Thanks for the fun! Here’s my list:

Legally Blonde AU

Unspeakable Love Chapter 4

LoVeLi

10 Things AU/I Want You To Want Me

Multiverse (co-write with @cubbiegirl)

The Maiden

Hey Jealousy

Veronica fights the urge to tug the hemline of the too-short skirt, and crosses her arms to try and cover her bare midriff. If somebody told her two months ago that she would be wearing a Neptune High cheerleading outfit, her hair high in a ponytail, she would have laughed in their face. And then punched them. Not necessarily in that order.

As Veronica and Lilly walk towards the field, she surveys the group of girls in matching green and yellow outfits. At her old school, she went out of her way to avoid these types of girls. And now, she had to be this type of girl.

#15 - “Trembling Hands”

FFN II AO3

Summary: The bomb goes off in Veronica's car with slightly different results.  ---

Close Call

Glass bit into her skin as the explosion from the street created enough pressure to rocket her back. She landed hard against the bed, her mind holding onto the final moment she’d seen Logan smiling up at her from the street. He’d been getting into the car to move it. Her car that Epner had been in just hours before. The bomb had to have been in there.

Veronica was out the door and halfway down to the street before she realized that she had picked herself up off the bed. She darted between the buildings and felt her low heels slip on sand-sprinkled concrete, nearly sending her crashing to her knees. She caught herself and made it to the alley behind their apartment building without going all the way down, though, and slammed to a stop there.

The blue Hyundai was the first thing she saw. Flames poured out of it, the windows shattered, and parts of the car were already melting in the heat. Somewhere between the screaming thoughts that Logan has been in the car, her brain noted that the driver door was handling open. Blown open, maybe, but the angle was funny. Like it had been open when the bomb went off.

“The car just exploded,” a voice said behind her and she turned, finding the officer that had been just shy of writing them a parking ticket standing there. He looked dazed, like he’d been tossed back too, but he was on his feet. He motioned vaguely. “He got out to answer me and it just…”

“Logan.”  His name left her on a breath as she whipped around to where the officer had motioned. Logan was lying on his side with his back to her and, if the dent in the garage door was anything to go by, the explosion had thrown him into it. He’d crumpled to the street like a rag doll where he now lay far too still. Relief and panic warred against each other as she took in the tattered remains of his suit jacket and the blooded matted into his shortly cropped hair, but as she inched closer she could also see the subtle movement caused by what looked like shallow breaths he was pulling in.

He was alive, but he needed help.

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