Title: Great Expectations (my apologies to Dickens)
Word Count: 489
Characters: Logan, Veronica
Spoilers: Up to 2×03
Summary: Deleted scene from Cheatty Cheatty Bang Bang, occurs between Veronica slamming the door and noticing the movie poster. Written for fotada as a result of her drabble request.
A/N: No betas around to beat it into shape so, you know, throw fruit at me or something if you see something in there.
“It’s not polite to slam doors, Veronica. Didn’t your mother ever teach you that?” She had stopped in the middle of the hallway at his words but hadn’t turned around. He affected a look of faux dismay anyway and added, “Oh, I guess not. Not enough time in between cocktails.”
Veronica hissed as her hands curled into fists at her side and she shot back, “You don’t always have to have the last word, Logan. Didn’t your mother teach you that?” She winced when she realized what she’d said. She turned to look at him but, for once, couldn’t read the look on his face.
“I thought you knew better, V.”
“That was Daddy’s job.” He turned and strode back into his room, giving her a full view of his back and the scars marring it. Veronica winced and put a hand to her forehead briefly. Taking a deep breath she started after him.
“I didn’t mean—,“ she stumbled backwards as Logan suddenly appeared in front of her again, towel still wrapped around his waist but now with a t-shirt covering his chest.
Logan caught her upper arms to steady her, “Geez, if you were that eager to get back into my arms, you just had to ask” His taunting tone warned that she shouldn’t. Veronica’s face tightened. She stepped back, brushing his hands off.
“You’re an ass.”
He laughed at that, “Seriously? ‘You’re an ass.’ That’s the best you can do?” He crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head at her, “I’m disappointed in you, Mars. I expected better.”
“Sucks when people don’t live up to expectations, doesn’t it?”
“Is that what this is really about? Me failing, yet again, to meet your expectations?”
Veronica sighed, “No. You’ll never get it, will you? It’s never been about that, Logan.”
“What then, Veronica? Why do you keep showing up to lecture me about the error of my ways?”
Frustrated that she was going to have to answer, she glared at him, “Because I care, ok? You’re my friend and I can’t stand idly by while you self-destruct.” He was staring at her intently now and she stared right back as she added, “Besides, your other ‘friends’ seem to be enjoying the show too much to say anything.” His eyes flickered at that but he didn’t say anything. The hall got quiet as Veronica fought the urge to squirm under his intense gaze. She was about to lose the battle when he finally spoke.
“Thanks.” His voice sounded husky. She started to nod but stopped and narrowed her eyes when he continued with, “but, in case you haven’t noticed, the destruction isn’t all self-inflected. And stop talking shit about my friends. At least Dick didn’t drop me like a hot potato over the summer unlike two ‘friends’ I know.” He broke off as Veronica turned on her heel and stomped down the hall, “Leaving so soon?”
“Soon? Ha. This, Logan, is me, storming out.”