Clandestine (1/?)
Chapter title: Foreword/The Problem with Clandestine
Rating: PG-13 for this part. up to NC-17 for the rest
Summary: Lamb's death was faked. When the truth is revealed Veronica goes to see him and a secret relationship is formed.

Characters/Pairing: Veronica/Lamb, Keith
Spoilers: entire series but AU from 3x14
Word Count: 634
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars, Romeo and Juliet, Lancelot and Guinevere, Heloise and Abelard, Paris and Helen, Marc Antony and Cleopatra or Tristan and Isolde.

This story is based on a fic request from Sweetpea2100!

A/N: I am posting both the foreword and prologue today for this!

Clandestine.

Clandestine is defined as: needing to be concealed, usually because it is illegal or unauthorized; secret.

And more often than not, it's followed by one of two words; affair or romance.

So the best way to describe it is by saying that it is a relationship held by two people in secret, who cannot otherwise be together. And in my humble opinion doomed from the start, but like I said, that's only my opinion.

Or in the words of my daughter at the ripe old age of 8, "two stupid people who care way too much about what other people think." As if it's not common knowledge, my daughter is and always has been anything but typical for her age group.

And this seemed to be a conversation we had often since many of the world's most well known and loved couples were involved in said relationships. To name a few; Romeo and Juliet, Lancelot and Guinevere, Heloise and Abelard, Paris and Helen, and Marc Antony and Cleopatra.

Back in her younger days before the world turned her into the cynical and jaded young woman I still love beyond words, she used to love it when I read to her about them. She'd make fun of them sure, but I could always tell that she delighted in the romantic aspect of the tales.

It came down to something simple for her. They were about two people who loved each other more than anyone or anything else and refused to set that love aside. It's a love that I believe she spent the majority of her teen years, whether she will admit it or not, looking for.

Her favorite story was that of Tristan and Isolde. There are so many versions of their romance available and I think I read them all, but there was one that she by far favored.

In one of the more poetic versions of the story, two trees, one hazel and one honeysuckle, sprout from the graves of the young lovers. The branches of the trees intertwine so that they can never be parted. And even though King Mark makes 3 attempts to cut them apart, each time they grow back and join again.

Its funny when I look back now, because I should have seen it, should have understood why that story spoke to her so much, but then I'm not even sure she knew until she was older.

But those two trees, symbols of two people whose love was so strong it could not be parted even in death. Well it mirrors the connection between my daughter and one man in particular, no matter what, they always ended up back at the beginning with each other and nothing not even hate, or greed, or cruelty could erase their love.

And although I should have seen it, I'm happy I didn't. Because it would have caused me nothing but pain.

Because the main problem with clandestine romances is that once again more often than not, it ends with blood, for one, or both of them.

Thanks for Reading! Review Please!

And enjoy chapter 2 which is up now as well!!