What is LoVe?: Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more…Season 2 doesn't have nearly enough LoVe. So I've re-written it! AU, LoVe all the way. Begins with Episode 2.01.
AN: After watching the Season 3 Premiere last night, I remembered how angry I was when there wasn't enough LoVe in Season 2. So I'm rewriting it, because I can't get enough of them. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars.
Chapter 1- "Normal is the Watchword"
"Normal. That's the watchword. Sounds good, doesn't it? Senior year begins tomorrow and all appears hunky dory. Best friend? Check. Boyfriend? Check. Lilly's killer behind bars? Check".
Veronica recalled her words as she stared down at the bus debris floating in the ocean. Tears poured down her face as Duncan hugged her.
She heard sirens as an ambulance and several police cars pulled up. Right behind them were the news crews, their cameras ready to record the crash.
Veronica felt Duncan pull her away from the cliff side. She let him push her into the limo with the other crying survivors. A police officer opened the door and told them he would get their statements later.
As the limo pulled away, Veronica stared as the different news channels stood at the edge of the cliffs, reporting on the disaster unfolding below them. Duncan pulled Veronica's head into his chest and she let out a sob.
Veronica's phone started to ring, and she saw that her father was calling.
"Dad," she answered, "Dad…it's ok…I'm ok…Yes…I'll…I'll explain later…Duncan's fine...I…"
Her voice broke and she began to cry again. Duncan took the phone from her and finished her conversation with Keith. He switched off her phone and pulled her back into his embrace.
When the limo arrived back at the school, Keith was there waiting. He grabbed Veronica from Duncan and pulled her into a tight hug. Keith said a few words to Duncan and then put Veronica in the car, driving her home.
Logan was whistling as he pulled up to his house. He unlocked the door and went straight to the kitchen to make a sandwich. He switched on the television as he opened the fridge. He wasn't paying much attention until he heard the reporter talking about Neptune High. He looked up frowning and froze when he saw what was on the television.
He walked slowly to the sofa and sat down, staring at the screen. A Neptune High bus on its way back from a fieldtrip to Shark Stadium had run off a cliff. Everyone inside was presumed dead.
"Veronica," whispered Logan as he stared at the debris floating in the water. His hand was shaking as he grabbed his phone from his pocket and dialed her number.
"Please pick up, Veronica come on. Tell me you weren't on that bus," he muttered.
Her phone went straight to voicemail, 'Hi it's Veronica. Leave a message'.
Logan slumped against the sofa, shutting his phone. He stared at the television in disbelief, and tears began to build in his eyes. He looked up at the mantle, seeing the water urn his father had created for his mother.
He was filled with rage as he stood up, grabbing the urn and throwing it at the wall. It broke and pieces of glass flew everywhere, the water left a mark on the wall.
"Goddamnit!" he yelled as he sunk to the floor, head in his hands.
Suddenly his phone began to vibrate in his pocket. He took it out, hoping, and saw that it was Dick.
He was about to ignore the call when he realized that Dick was supposed to be on the bus. Along with Beaver. And Duncan.
He answered the phone quickly, "Dick?"
"Logan. Dude. You will not believe what just happened," said Dick in a stunned voice.
"It's all over the news. How…what…were you on the bus?"
"Dude if I was on the bus I'd be dead. And why is your voice all shaky?" asked Dick.
"Dick. Focus. How are you alive? Is anyone else?"
"There was a rank smell on the bus so a bunch of us took a limo. Me and the Beav, this new hot chick, oh Duncan too, and…"
Logan took a shaky breath, "And Veronica?"
"Ronnie? She's ok. Got a ride with that biker, Weevil".
Logan closed his eyes in relief and then realized that Dick was still talking to him.
"Logan, dude. Are you alright man?"
"I'm fine Dick. Just thinking of planning a…Life is Short Party. At my place," improvised Logan.
"Sweet. Well I gotta go. Dad's like freaking out because he thought we were on the bus. I'll check ya later".
Logan hung up the phone and ran his fingers through his hair. His friends might have been on that bus and all he could think of was Veronica.
"She's safe," he mumbled to himself as he shut off the television.
The next day at school, reporters were gathered at every door interviewing anyone they could. Veronica pushed her way past them and headed to her locker. She shut her locker and turned back into the hallway, ramming straight into someone.
She looked up to see Logan looking down at her, a funny look on his face.
"Move," she ordered.
Logan saluted her and backed away muttering, "Good to see you're still the Indestructible Veronica Mars".
Veronica paused and glanced back at him, noticing a worried look in his eyes. She sighed and forced a smile on her face, "Unsinkable Veronica Mars to you".
As she turned away, a smirk worked its way onto Logan's face.