Broken in Two

Author's note: I'll try to upload once a week, it'll all depend on what kind of response I get to the story. Please review, and tell me anything (good or bad) so I'll know if to continue or not.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Veronica Mars, cause if I did, Piz wouldn't even exist.

Summary: This is pre-series, takes place right after Shelley's party, and deals with everything that happened after that. This is my take on things.

To say that what Weevil saw that morning, cruzing down that particular road in the 09 district, was unusual during the weekends would be a complete and utter lie

To say that what Weevil saw that morning, cruising down that particular road in the 09 district, was unusual on a weekend would be a complete and utter lie. Young girls, with disheveled hair and smeared makeup. But this specific girl made him instantly turn his engine off. She didn't even notice, she just kept on walking.

Damn you Lilly. If it wasn't for you I wouldn't feel obligated to do this, hell I wouldn't even be in this neighborhood to begin with.

"Yo! You need a ride?"

Did she just flinch? Damn, it's like she didn't even know I was here. But that's hard to believe with this engine.

"Um, are you talking to me?"

"Yeah, do you see anyone else on this street in need of one?" He shot back.

"Um, no, I guess not." She looked around, as if she wasn't sure where she was. Or not sure of where she was going.

"Hop on, I'll take you home."

When she walked closer, Weevil couldn't help but wonder if her appearance was due to just another drunken night at some rich kid's house. She looked devastated. As if she just now realized that her so called perfect world had crumbled. As if something was missing. And then it dawned on him.

"Hey, you alright? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?"

She looked up fast, too fast, and as soon as she met his eyes he knew.

"Maybe the sheriff?" She whispered.

"Naw, that won't do you any good. That low-life won't help you now. I'll take you to the hospital. Hold on tight."

He thought he heard her whisper 'ok' but it was so discrete that he might as well have imagined it. The ride to the hospital was one of the longest ones he's ever had to make. She barely held on, as if she was afraid to. He could only think of what she would have done now, had she been here. She probably would have kicked somebody's ass. And I intend to, if I ever find out who did this.

"I'll wait right here, take your time. I'll just wait right here. You be alright?"

"Yeah, I think so." It was obvious that she had all sorts of demons fighting inside of her.

Veronica walked slowly towards the nurse behind the counter and asked if she could see a doctor. The nurse took in her appearance with worry creasing her forehead.

"If you could just fill these forms out, I'll make sure a doctor will be with you soon."

"Ok."

How did this happen to me? How could they not stop this? I was just going to show them that I didn't need them, that I was fine on my own. I wish I hadn't. If I hadn't gone… I would take all kinds of backstabbing and whispers instead of this, I'd take anything instead of this. Who could've...?

"Miss Mars?"

A tall, blond woman stood just by her chair. She looks friendly, but what if she isn't? Maybe she's just pretending like the rest of them? They all just seem to be pretending these days. How was she ever going to trust a smile again in her life?

"Yes, that's me."

"Ok, if you just come with me I'll help you with whatever concern you may have." She sounds sincere. But they usually do.

"What can I help you with Miss Mars? Veronica is it? Did something happen to you?"

"Yeah." She flinched as soon as she heard the sound of her own voice.

It doesn't sound like me. Have I always sounded this weak, this vulnerable? Please say this isn't happening to me.

"Veronica, I need you to tell me what happened. I need you to tell me in as much detail as you can, so that I can determine what I can do to help you."

What can I really tell her? Where am I supposed to start? When I was five and met Lilly for the first time? Or when she died? I don't know how this happened. I don't know how or why. It wasn't just last night. It started way before that.

"I went to a party. Last night."

"What happened at the party? Did you know the people there?"

"Yeah. I used to… I remember getting there. And I remember someone giving me a drink. And then I can't remember anything until I woke up this morning. It wasn't my bed, and my panties were on the floor. My dress was torn. I bought this dress with Lilly. She said it brought out my innocence."

Oh, god. It hurts, it hurts so bad. I can't breathe, I really can't breathe.

The doctor hesitated for a minute but then she put her arms around Veronica. Screw the sacred Doctor-patient honor code. She's broken and alone. She's a little girl, and she's already broken and alone.

"Ok, Veronica, I'm going to have to draw some blood to see if you've been exposed to any drugs. And also to make sure that you haven't been exposed to any STD. I'm afraid we're going to have to do a pelvic exam also. Have you had one before? If not, you don't have anything to worry about. It'll be over soon."

"Ok."

It felt like forever waiting for her out there, he was starting to wonder if she'd snuck out back but then there she was. And her appearance hadn't changed at all. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all, but what else could he have done? He couldn't leave her to the wolves. Or in this town, the Lamb.

"Home?" She just nodded. He had seen it a lot from where he came from, but to see that kind of despair and loss in her eyes was worse. She used to be innocent. 'Used to' being the watchword.

She hopped off and just stood there for a while looking up at her house, as if she wasn't ready. He was just about to speed off when she turned and looked him straight in the eye.

"Hey, Eli. Um, I mean, Weevil?"

"Yeah" He couldn't help but smirk at that.

"I, um, I mean, thanks."

"Anytime, V. Anytime, remember that."

"Ok." And before he could blink she was already inside.

Yeah, anytime. As soon as they try to pick on her again, I'll show 'em. And I'll show her that there are still some people in this town that keep their promises.

She closed the front door as silently as she could and thanked God when no one was downstairs to see her. She crept up the stairs, and ran into her room when she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror at the end of the hall.

That isn't me. That's someone else. It isn't me.

She chose to focus on the large amount of boxes piled everywhere instead. They were less than a week away from moving from the house where she grew up. If the lack of memories from last night weren't sufficient in informing her that her life was changing and would never be the same, then the boxes did a hell of a job. She barely made it inside her room, and under the covers, before her dad knocked on her door.

"Veronica, honey, I know last night was a real shindig but don't you think it's time you got out of bed? It's past noon you know."

"Yeah, dad, I'll get up in just a minute."

"Are you alright, sweetie, you don't sound so good?"

"I'm fine, just got in a little later than usual that's all."

"Ok, well I'm off to the office to try and get some work in. Hopefully we'll be able to get this show on the road sometime soon."

"Ok daddy, I might stop by later."

"Ok. I love you."

"Yeah, love you."

As soon as the door slammed she let out a sob that she wasn't even aware she was holding in. The world was spinning so fast and she didn't know what to do to hold on. She didn't know where to turn, or who she was supposed to be.

How did this happen? Oh, god. Lilly, I need you. What if the tests come back positive for something? What then? How can they demand that I keep myself in one piece for four days? Four days of not knowing is just as bad as eternity. I've gone one hour and I already want to crawl under the covers and never come back out.

Veronica instantly felt like there was someone watching her, someone who wasn't supposed to be there. She peered out from underneath the covers, and that's when she heard that all too familiar voice.

"Veronica Mars, get out of bed!"

"Lilly?! What are you doing here? I thought…"

"Well, you thought wrong. Cause here I am. Did you really think this world would get rid of me that easily?"

"No, I…"

"Exactly, now get out of bed."

"But Lilly, I was… Someone… I can't."

"Veronica, you have to. You have to, or they've won. You're fabulous Veronica Mars; don't let them tell you otherwise. Now get up, for me. I'm right here beside you. I always will be. We're BFFs remember?"

Veronica blinked, just once, and then Lilly was gone.

"Lilly? Where'd you go?"

And with that she got out of bed.

Lilly's right, I can't let them win.

After driving around town aimlessly for quite some time, Weevil knew exactly what to do to set his plan in motion. He needed his men to back him on this one, not that he couldn't take out those white little rich boys on his own. Naw, he needed eyes everywhere, and last time he checked he could only be in so many places at once. That is if you don't ask the Lamb in town, cause in that case he'd be everywhere. Driving fast down the most rundown streets of Neptune, he soon spotted the person he was looking for.

"Yo, Felix! Wait up!"

"Weevil, what's up?"

"I need you to do me a favor man. You know that girl Veronica right?"

"The new 09-pariah, ha, yeah man everybody knows her."

"Yeah, well from now on she's our protegido."

"Dude, why? Since when have we protected rich, little white girls against their own?"

"Since I said so! You know what she meant to Lilly, and if Lilly was still here she'd have both our asses for not doing anything sooner. So spread the word, but keep your mouth shut about why."

"Yeah, hombre, you've got it."

"Thanks man, I knew I could count on you. See you later man."

"Yeah, dude, later."

I'm taking charge Lilly, don't worry, I'm taking charge. I'll have your girl protected in no time. If only you were here to see it, you'd be proud chica. Ha, naw, you'd probably laugh and tell me I've gone soft. Well, I always did have a thing for tiny blonde ones.