Nov. 27th, 2006 05:19 am
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Ah, temptation. It got Adam and Eve kicked out of the Garden of Eden, and it keeps Dad and me – that is, private dicks – rolling in green. You see, in a town like Neptune, where rich men are aplenty, the gold-digging women are far aplenty-er.

The infidelity rate is high. But come on, how's a guy supposed to resist? These nubile young things are practically begging for it, with their taut young bodies and their silicone... well, you get the picture. And when the first generation of trophy wives storms into Dad's office, skin sagging just a bit around the eyes, insisting that we catch their cheating husbands in the act - well, that's where we come in.

Dad doesn't go out of his way to ease their minds - what, and lose a fee? Are you crazy? He takes the case and sends me out for recon. I stake the guy out, or he does, and we look to catch the money shot. And if we catch him violating his prenup, then he's out of a lot of money. And the funny thing is, he probably could have saved it all just by hiring us first.

What I've noticed in this business, and what bothers me most, is that if the man of the house has a mistress on the side than eight times out of ten his wife is screwing the poolboy, or the driver, or - to relive a particularly disturbing example - her stepson's best friend. It's just a fact. Prenuptial agreements are supposed to be a safeguard for everybody involved, but these people? They don't care about anybody but themselves.

They always give into temptation without caring who they hurt. The people they've sworn to love forever, their kids. My mom did it, too. I don't know if there's anybody who's really safe from being controlled exclusively by their id, and it's a really terrifying thought.

There is a bright side, though. One small, shining bright side, which depresses me nonetheless.

Dad will never be out of a job. Which means that neither will I.

Like I said. A depressing bright side, but a bright side nonetheless.
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I've had a couple of close calls. More than a couple, really. I guess you could call it a few, which is just a little too close for comfort. It’s like, once you survive a psychotic movie star, once you just miss a bus crash, once you don’t get killed by the gun-wielding wannabe mobsters, once the deeply disturbed teenager doesn’t manage to push you off a roof, what’s next? How much more can you possibly survive before your number is going to just be up already?

So far I’ve been lucky – if that’s the word you want to use. People have been at the right place at the right time, but somehow I don’t think that my dad’s always going to be around to save me. Neither is Logan. And while I’m capable of many things, I’ve learned the hard way that PI skills and a taser generally aren’t the tools required to extract one safely from a life or death situation.

Lilly died because she was a little too careless about some things but she was still – I almost died for practically the same reason that she did. She stole the tapes that Aaron Echolls had made of the two of them having sex and refused to give them back. Lilly had a smart and sassy mouth. When I found them it was exactly the same deal, only my death would’ve been much worse than Lilly’s. You think a little bit of congealed blood on the side of your head is bad?

Imagine being barbequed alive.

God, nobody I haunted would’ve been happy to see me.

These days I feel like I’m walking around with a gun between my shoulder blades, just waiting for somebody to pull the trigger. Maybe that’s why I can’t just get back to my old self. There’s that soft, gooey center just bubbling down inside of me but I keep quashing it down and pushing people away.

I imagine Lilly, wherever she is, happy and free. Whenever I dream about her the blood is gone, and she’s out of that stupid pep squad uniform. She’s Lilly again, which means that we can all move on down here.

It won’t be for too long, though. I have a feeling I’ll be joining her soon enough.
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Title: Natural Conclusions
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Character: Veronica Mars
Pairing: Veronica/Logan
Prompt: "Ah, summer, what power you have to make us suffer and like it." ~Russel Baker
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 343
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Rob Thomas. Not that Rob Thomas - the other one.

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