VMars Fic: Going Somewhere 5/5

[awritinglilypea]

Title: Going Somewhere
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: The disclaimer can be found in my profile. To put it simply don't own, don't sue.
Summary: Veronica has had a lot to think about lately, and when she runs into Weevil one day in the hallway she finds she has a lot more to think about, like why she can't stop watching him no matter what he does.

Author’s note: Thank you to everyone whose read this and enjoyed it thus far. I don’t know how much more there is to write, as their story in this saga at least is almost over. That of course, does not mean I won’t continue it in another way. Now without further ado, enjoy.

            Weevil could count on one hand the number of times he’d been so nervous that his knees shook, and this was one of those times. He’d been to Veronica’s house plenty of times, but this would be his first time picking her up for a date. He was wearing his best pair of jeans, which just meant that they weren’t oil stained and torn at the knees, he also wore a black button up shirt and his usual leather coat his one hand shoved deep in the pocket while his other clutched a bouquet of orchids. He still couldn’t figure out if Veronica would laugh when he gave them to her or not. Finally taking a deep breath he raised his hand to knock on the door, surprised when it swung open.

            Keith Mars couldn’t help but smile, Eli Navarro had certainly come a long way from the thug he’d been at age thirteen. Sure he was still one of the first people called in if there was a gang related crime but almost ninety percent of the time he had nothing to do with it. As for the ten percent, well no one was perfect. “How are you doing Eli?” He asked warmly, feeling nothing but affection towards the young man.

            “I’m doing alright sir,” Eli stepped inside the door, closing it behind him he fidgeted slightly, feeling like it was a little too much. “How are you?
He finally managed to ask, running a hand over the top of his head. “Everything went okay with that guy who chased V?” He wanted to rip that man limb from limb and as he thought about what could have happened to Veronica his hands clenched into fists.

            “We caught him, which makes me feel…completely and utterly…happy, even though my first instinct as a father was to  beat him within an inch of his life,” Keith responded, smiling just the slightest bit as he saw understanding flare in Eli’s eyes. “I was quite surprised to come home and find that Veronica has a date with you tonight though.”

            Eli took a deep breath and held both hands up, “Look sir, I know how you feel about me, and I know what you think about me. You made that perfectly clear when V and I were in high school, and I know I let you down when I was supposed to be helping you out. If this is going to step on any toes…” He was shocked when Keith Mars cut him off mid sentence.

            “Eli, if I had a problem with you dating my daughter I wouldn’t even have opened the door,” Keith clapped him on the shoulder. “I wouldn’t have mentioned anything to you the other night if I didn’t think in some way that you and Veronica belonged together. Of course, if you do something stupid, or hurt her in any way,” He left the threat hanging, the look in his eyes speaking for itself.

            “I wouldn’t. Veronica makes me want to be something more, she makes me wanna go somewhere other than where I’ve been in the past,” Eli told him confidently, feeling much more at ease now that they were having this conversation.

            Veronica walked into the living room, and seeing her father and Weevil exchanging looks stopped, watching the two of them, feeling heat rise in her when she got a good look at her date. How had she never realized how hot he was, the pull between them suddenly felt so damn strong that all she wanted to do was drag him out of the house and have her way with him. But no, they were going slowly, carefully because he didn’t want her to get hurt, or run scared. It was sweet, nice to have someone who was so considerate. Logan had tried, but in the end it had always been about him.

            “Now are you two playing nice?” She asked, stepping forward. When she saw the look on Weevil’s face she knew she’d definitely picked the right outfit, a pair of knee high leather boots, a black almost school girl looking shirt, a silk and lace camisole with a fitted black leather jacket over the top.

            Eli swallowed heavily; walking over to her he kissed her on the cheek. “Of course we are,” He murmured, hating the telling in the hoarseness of his voice as he spoke. She just looked so damn good, good enough to eat. He didn’t need these thoughts in his head right now, not with her father standing mere feet away. “Are you ready to go?” He extended his arm to her as he’d seen men do in the movies, hoping that she wouldn’t mind. She was a different kind of girl than he was used to, more independent, more confident and just plain more.

            Veronica looked at him, almost in surprise before she took his arm, “Most definitely.” She responded softly, squeezing his arm slightly. “Everything okay between you two?” She questioned, locking eyes with her father she was surprised to see he looked happy. She knew he and Eli had a better understanding of each other but hadn’t realized it had progressed to outright acceptance.

            Keith nodded his head and kissed the top of Veronica’s head, “Everything’s fine. You two go out and have fun and I’ll sit here and watch the Humphrey Bogart marathon with Backup.”

            Seeming reluctant Veronica nodded, smiling somewhat, “I know how much Backup loves his Bogart. He’s a real fan of film noire. I’ll see you later then dad,” She turned to Weevil, arching an eyebrow. “Lead on.”

            Weevil stifled a smile as he led her out of the house, closing the door behind him he immediately relaxed, feeling much better when he was out of the range of her father’s eyes. “Are you nervous Veronica?” He asked, deliberately using her name.

            “No not at all,” Veronica lied, but inside she was terrified, she didn’t want to…she did want to go out with him, and maybe that’s what scared her, the way he made her feel. “Maybe a little,” She admitted, shrugging her shoulders.

            “You don’t need to be nervous around me, I’m still the same Weevil I’ve always been,” He told her; tucking a finger under her chin he kissed her softly on the lips, the touch barely there. “Except now I get to do that, and it’s nice.” He smirked; licking his own lips he could taste her strawberry flavoured lip gloss.

            “I’m sure it is,” Veronica was embarrassed at how breathy her voice sounded when she replied to him. She wasn’t that kind of girl.

            Weevil held her hand, leading her down the steps to his once again borrowed car he gestured for her to get in after opening the door for her. “You’ll have fun tonight, I promise.” He told her sincerely before closing the door and getting in.

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            Veronica looked around when they arrived at their destination, having been curious for awhile as they’d driven all the way to San Diego but she hadn’t questioned despite wanting to, because the need to have him believe she trusted him was even more. “A drive in theatre? I didn’t know these still existed, I’ve never been.”

            “I know, I mentioned it to your dad when I ran into him the other day. He was real confused about why I was asking, but it gave me this idea,” Weevil pulled into a spot close to the screen after paying for their tickets and hooked the wire up to his antenna. “Would you like to go get something to eat?” He asked.

            “What is there?” Veronica asked, already getting out of the car she was shocked when he again offered her arm. Weevil had never really seemed like the chivalrous type…although he had helped her out of many tough spots which she supposed would make him chivalrous.

            Weevil shut the door behind her and led her to the snack bar, “Almost anything you can imagine. They have the best egg rolls here.” He informed her, resisting the urge to pull her close and kiss her.

            Veronica looked at him incredulously, “Egg rolls?” She arched an eyebrow, the tone of voice suggesting that she didn’t believe him for a second.

            “Yes egg rolls, and French fries, pizza, popcorn, candy.” Weevil responded, opening the door of the snack bar for her he rested his hand on her lower back, able to feel the heat of her skin against the palm of his hand and all of a sudden he wasn’t sure how he was going to survive the night.

            Smiling Veronica looked up at him, into his eyes. “Some of my favourite foods. Thank you for this Weevil,” She squeezed his arm lightly, getting into line with him she piled up on food. “What movie are we here to see anyway?” She questioned, curiously.

            “You’ll see,” Weevil pulled out some money and paid for their food, carrying the tray back to the car he noticed that it was almost dark enough to start the movie. “Do you want to sit in the car or in front of it in lawn chairs?” He asked her, already reaching for the blanket in the backseat.

            “In the car I think,” Veronica decided, putting the tray on the dashboard she was glad it was reasonably flat and picked up her egg roll, taking a big bite she chewed then swallowed, well aware of Weevil’s eyes on her during every movement. “This is really good, thank you for bringing me here.”

            “It’s not problem at all, I wanted to do something original,” Weevil responded, taking a pull from his straw he picked up his own food and began eating as the previews began playing on the screen. Soon after the beginning of the movie began playing, a young girl reciting a poem from a book dressed in a long white dress.

            Veronica gasped softly, recognizing the movie immediately, “Weevil is this Labyrinth?” She asked, reaching over to grip his arm in excitement, it had been one of her favourite movies when she was younger, he couldn’t know that though could he?

            Weevil nodded his head, “I remember when we were kids, your dad mentioning that you watched the movie over and over again. When I found out they were showing it here I figured that it would be the perfect idea for a first date,” He could feel his cheeks flush as she looked at him in amazement.

            Moving the food and blanket out of the way Veronica slid over to the middle of the seat, tucking herself into Weevil’s side she rested her head on his chest once he lifted his arm and kissed his cheek. “This is perfect, thank you Eli.”

            “Anytime,” Weevil responded, a genuine smile crossing his face as he did so. They watched the movie in relative silence, and he couldn’t help but be amused when she hid during certain parts, especially when the fiery’s began throwing each other’s heads around and went after Sarah’s. When the movie ended and intermission began Weevil turned to her, “Do you need to go to the bathroom because now would be a good time to do so?”

            Veronica shook her head and shifted so that she could crawl into his lap, “No.”

            “V, what do you think you’re doing right now?” Weevil asked his voice hoarse. He couldn’t believe she was here like this, curling into him, sitting on his lap. It was his dream come true.

            “Thanking you,” Veronica kissed him on the lips almost feverishly; nipping at his bottom lip she ghosted her tongue across it, soothing the slight sting. She could feel the strength in his arms as he wrapped them around him, yet he was so gentle with her, his left hand splayed across her lower back, covering it.

            Weevil let out a soft groan and returned the kiss, plundering her mouth with his tongue. Her body felt so solid yet tiny against his, as though he could break her with the slightest bit of force, her skin was warm against his hand and he could feel himself begin to harden in his jeans, hoping she wouldn’t feel it and get scared.

            Veronica felt him, grinding her hips down she mewled against his lips. It felt so good, so completely encompassing. It was heady and irresistible, even the slightest touch from Weevil intoxicating her, making her want more.

            Pulling back Weevil breathed heavily, “Veronica we’re taking this slow,” He reminded her, his voice somewhat forceful.

            Dropping her head onto his shoulder Veronica pressed her face into his neck and nodded, “You’re right,” She slipped out of his lap and seeing people heading back to their cars realized that intermission must be ending soon. “What’s the next movie?” She asked when she was settled against his side again.

            “The Outsiders,” Weevil’s lips quirked up into an amused smile, remembering when they’d had their encounter on the beach for what had been supposed to be the tape exchange.

            Veronica tilted her head back and laughed, deeply amused. “Which greaser would you be Weevil? Sodapop?” She poked him in the side gently, finding his choice of movies fantastic.

            “Nah, I figure I’d be like Dallas Winston,” Weevil responded, having thought about it a lot when he was younger.

            Smile fading Veronica shook her head, moving closer to him. “You wouldn’t end up like that, even if you’d stayed in the PCH you wouldn’t have ended up like that. You’re gonna go somewhere Weevil, just like Ponyboy was going places.”

            “Are you telling me to stay gold Veronica?” Weevil questioned, arching an eyebrow.

            Veronica smiled at him and leaning up kissed him softly on the lips. “I’m telling you that I’m going to be your gold, that I’ll be the one to keep you from going down in a blaze of glory. You don’t need to be a greaser anymore Weevil, you’ve got me.”

            “Do I get to keep you?” Weevil asked returning the kiss.

            Nodding Veronica ran one finger along the lines of his cheekbone, “Yeah, I think you should. I mean I need someone to keep me out of trouble.”

            Weevil nodded, “That sounds like a full time job. Do I get danger pay?”

            “No but you’ll be rewarded in the best manner I can think of,” Veronica replied smartly.

            “I like the sound of that."

Comments

[levincolter.livejournal.com]

This is so sweet! Such a great date chapter! I love your descriptions! You put words together so wonderfully. And your characters are so vivid that I don't even need a visual to imagine them. You're a remarkable writer, sweetheart! I can't wait to read more of your stories! :)

Much love!

[awritinglilypea.livejournal.com]

You are by far my greatest supporter and I adore you for it. I still say everyone needs to watch Veronica Mars regardless of how vividly the characters are depicted here.

I am currently working on ch. 2 of Blind Date and a fic especially for you while you are sick.

I am in the library and I look over and someone put a painting of Teague Sparrow, Captain Jack's dad on the wall. It is gorgeous. I just thought you oughta here about my school a bit. Anywho I'm heading to Tim Horton's and then class so I'll talk to you later.

I tried to send you a get well soon card to your oneedge account and it didn't work so I'll have to send it to your yahoo.

Much love to you,
Ashley

[kaotic-princez.livejournal.com]

Outsiders!!! I love that movie! Just had to throw that out there lol

This was a great chapter. I could picture Veronica and Weevil sitting there at the drive-in enoying the movies and having that conversation.

You are a awesome writer and I love reading your works of fiction

[awritinglilypea.livejournal.com]

I don't love the movie as much as the book.

I'm glad you enjoyed it, -hugs- THank you!