Sam wakes him up, which is strange, crawling into the bed he and Veronica share, her stuffed squirrel tucked carefully under one arm. When he opens his eyes, he registers the early morning sunlight slanting through the windows first, then the fact that the empty place beside him in bed is cold and, finally, that Sam is looking at him with something
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At first, she was happy to see Mathias and Samantha approaching, since it meant she got to see them sooner than she had expected. Zoe clearly agreed, since she started hollering "Ni hao!" and bouncing in her stroller the second she saw them. Also clear was that she knew the group was incomplete, because after a moment, she calmed down and had a question. "Vee?"
River could see by Mathias' face that she wasn't going to like the answer to the baby's query, but she really hoped that for once she could just be wrong.
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Wordlessly, he forces himself to look up and he shakes his head at River. It's all he can do at the moment, because for the first time in a very long time, he feels completely out of control of his emotions. If he opens his mouth, he doesn't know what will come out, whether it will be the right words or the wrong ones or sounds that aren't even words at all.
"We've looked everywhere," he says finally, his voice coming out in a strange sort of croak.
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She shook her head, and wanted to tell Mathias that he was wrong. Wrong wrong wrong, but she couldn't form even that one simple word. She couldn't even say that Veronica would never leave them, wouldn't leave Sammy or her, when they'd lost so much already. It wasn't something that people were wrong about, ever.
Still, she had to ask. Veronica Mars deserved at least one well-formed question, even if River could only manage to ask it in one word.
"Everywhere?"
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In his arms, Sam drops her head to his shoulder and he knows she understands what they're talking about. It's awful, because he loves this little girl, would never have imagined his life this way, but loves her anyway, and he has no idea what to say to her now.
"I... don't know what to do."
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Lucy wouldn't claim that prescience or any kind of island magic could give her such foresight, but looking at Mathias and Sam as they caught sight of each other, she knew, a cold sense of inevitability settling in the pit of her stomach. It wasn't that she was psychic; it was just that three and a half years of living in this place had trained her to be used to it, to recognize the signs, to not be too hopeful for an alternative. She had to ask, had to be sure, but there wasn't really a doubt in her mind that Veronica was gone. In a way, it made sense. The calm was going to have to break eventually. She just, however naïvely, had never really expected this.
"Hey, you two," she said lightly, as evenly as she could. To her credit, she managed to keep her expression mostly schooled (an impressive feat for her), but her eyes were wide, serious, inquiring without her wanting to ask outright. There was no need to make it worse.
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"Hi," he answers finally, looking back down at the boardwalk for a moment. It's much easier than looking at Lucy.
"We've been looking for Veronica all morning," he says, knowing it might be enough to answer her question.
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It didn't make it any less fucking difficult.
"No sign of her?" she guessed, quiet, resolute, and didn't wait for an answer before she continued. "Does anyone else know yet?"
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"I think Sam knew first," he says, hitching her a little higher on his hip. "She woke me up this morning. She always wakes Veronica first."
As much as he wants to keep looking and keep hoping, he's weary already. He can't let himself continue to hope, not when he knows the disappointment following will be completely crushing.
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