Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars or the other characters. I do own the guy I made up though lol He is totally mine.
Author's Note: This is my first Weever fic. I hope you like it. This chapter is a little short, but the next one will be longer. Enjoy!
Veronica walked into the bathroom down the hall from her locker, her unofficial "office." She looked at herself in the mirror, fixing her hair and reapplied her lip-gloss. Mainly, she was just killing time. Glancing at her watch, she smiled and put up her 'Out of Order' sign. She leaned against the wall waiting.
Five minutes later, Veronica was no longer alone. In walked the person she had been waiting for. No words were spoken as their lips collided, the man pushing Veronica into the wall behind her.
Veronica wrapped her arms around his neck, and he put his hands under her legs, lifting her up, wrapping her legs around his waist. He pulled away from the kiss, going after the soft flesh on her neck, nibbling and sucking at it.
"What…took…so long?" She panted, her head spinning.
"Had to think of some way to get way." He mumbled into her neck. "Not like I can say I'm going to go make out with Veronica Mars, in a girl's bathroom."
Veronica chuckled softly. "Aw, would it hurt your street cred, Eli?"
Weevil pulled away from her neck, looking into her eyes. "V…you know I can't stand it when you call me that." He took a deep breath, calming himself. "Coming out of your mouth, it's a big tease."
"Sorry…Eli, I mean, Weevil." Veronica purred, pulling him back into a deep kiss. She slid her tongue into his mouth, moaning at the taste.
Weevil moaned deeply in response, his sounding more like a rumble. He grabbed her ass, wishing they weren't still at school, and at a place where he could really be with her.
Veronica began to move her hips up and down against his pelvis, wish that she had worn a skirt today. Weevil ground his pelvis back, hissing into her mouth.
A knock on the door startled both of them, and they froze.
"Veronica? It's Logan. I know you're in there."
"Shit." Veronica sighed, sliding back down the ground. She looked at the door, then back at Weevil, who just nodded, knowing what the drill was. As she walked over to the door, he slipped inside the last stall.
She fixed her hair and wiped her mouth, before opening the door. "Hey Logan, step into my office." She moved aside, letting him inside.
Logan smiled, biting his lip. "How are you?"
"I'm fine Logan, and you?" Veronica looked at him, knowing full well that this wasn't a social call.
"I've been good…look, I need your help." Logan walked over and leaned against the sink. "I think my mom was having an affair."
Veronica walked over to him, placing a hand on his arm. "I'm so sorry Logan."
Logan shrugged. "Yea well, when you have a husband like Aaron Echolls, you look elsewhere to find love and affection."
"So…why do you need my help?"
"I think that she might have had a kid with this guy." Logan looked at her. "When we were going through her banks accounts and finances, her account and I found an account that even he didn't know about. It was under her maiden name, and it was joined with another person." He sighed. "It had about $75000 in there…which looks a lot like my college fund."
Veronica sighed deeply. "Wow…so you think she might have been saving away for them to go to college?"
"Yea…" Logan forced a laugh. "If she did have another kid…I want to know who they are."
"Anything else?" Veronica pulled out a notepad, jotting down the information she had already been given. "Like the guy's name, maybe? If he is the other name on the account, he might either have the kid, or know where to find them."
Logan thought for a moment, running his hand through his hair. "His name is James…James Underwood. I found a letter; I guess Mom didn't get a chance to mail it. It has his address if you want it."
Veronica nodded. "That would be great. Call me later, and I'll see what I can find out for you."
Logan smiled. "Thanks…I really appreciate this." He pulled her into a hug, kissing the side of her head. "You're a really good friend."
Weevil still hiding resisted the urge to scoff.
"No problem." Veronica pulled away, smiling. She walked him to the door, waving to him as he walked away, before closing the door again. "Coast is clear."
Weevils stepped out of the stall, clearly no longer in the same mood he was in before.
"Sorry about that." Veronica sauntered over to him, sliding her arms around his waist, moving to his neck. She ran her tongue along the tanned flesh. "Where were we…"
"I should go, get back tot eh boys." Weevil didn't move for a moment, but then stepped back, and around her, heading for the door.
Veronica's scrunched her eyebrows. "Why? Did I do something?"
Weevil shrugged. "I dunno, maybe I am tired of hiding."
"But this was your idea in the first place. You didn't want to tell the boys, and I wasn't ready to tell me friends. I thought that's what we agreed."
"Yea… but I feel like you are happier about hiding this, than I am. That you are ashamed of you 09er friends finding out." Weevil walked back over to the small blond, cupping her face. "I'm getting tired of being your dirty little secret V. I'm tired of wondering if you really do want to be with me."
Veronica touched his hand softly. "You are, and this has been a great couple of months. I'm just afraid…if we tell people, this will change."
Weevils shrugged again. "I care about you a lot V, but…I dunno if I want to do this anymore." He kissed her cheek, before walking out, leaving Veronica alone in the bathroom.
She walked over to the door, and opened it, watching him walk away, her heart hurting. It had been just over 3 months, since Weevil had kissed her.