Clandestine (4/11)
Clandestine (4/11)
Chapter title: Letters
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Lamb's death was faked. When the truth is revealed Veronica goes to see him and a secret relationship is formed.
Characters/Pairing: Veronica/Lamb
Spoilers: entire series but AU from 3X14
Word Count: 3462
Disclaimer: I don't own Veronica Mars
This story is based on a fic request from Sweetpea2100!
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I’d thought the first letter was a joke, so much so that I tossed it in the garbage and didn’t think anything of it.
All it said was; ‘You’re gonna pay.’
I figured it was from a high school kid I’d arrested for underage drinking or possession of paraphernalia. No big deal.
A week later it was the same thing with the second. Same words, same unmarked envelope, same San Diego post mark.
So like the first, I ripped it up and tossed it.
But two days after the second one arrived I got a third and this one was a little different. ‘I blame you. You’ll pay for what you did.’
I spent half a day sitting at my desk trying to decide what to do and who it could be from. And I’d be lying if I said I didn’t wonder if it came from Duncan Kane. That would make sense for many reasons, Lilly’s murder investigation, the kidnapping case and above all else Veronica. But if it was about Veronica that opened up a lot more possibilities, Echolls, Piznarski, Navarro, even that Gant kid that called her every time he came home for a visit. But that didn’t make sense, I hadn’t taken her from any of them so I couldn’t be blamed and none of them knew about us, of that I was positive, mainly because they were all somewhat nice to me now and if they knew, that would not be the case. And Duncan Kane was out because he was still in Australia and I knew where he was at all times. Yes I do have some secrets of my own thank you very much, and I couldn’t exactly risk him getting caught and Veronica going to jail could I? No.
So that left me with either my past, or a case, and either of those were logical options. It could be a former foster brother or sister, hell even parent, I was at a few where the parents divorced while I was living with them. But I couldn’t really remember ever having anyone say something was my fault, well more than the usual verbal abuse that is.
So cases were looking like the best bet. I spent a week trying to figure it out, going over old cases, affidavits, etc… and found nothing.
It wasn’t until the 7th letter that I got worried. It came to my house that time, I’d had the day off and it was Veronica and my 8 month anniversary. I was bringing in the groceries for the dinner I was planning to make and had the mail in my hand when the letter fell out of the stack.
I dropped the bags and just stared at it for a second. There was a bloody smudge on the seal.
I was already worried and when I opened it, it only got worse. ‘What’s important to you Mr. Lamb?’
That was the last straw, because immediately all I could think of was Veronica. My heart started to ache and I felt sick. Did this person know? Would they hurt her to get to me? Was she in danger?
Needless to say I was scared shitless and I left the food on the floor of the kitchen and ran out to my car letter in hand.
When I reached the station I ran past Sacks who looked extremely surprised to see me, went into my office, grabbed the other letters I hadn’t tossed and flew into Keith’s office.
He was on the phone and looked up at me like I’d grown a second head. I threw the letters onto his desk and his eyes widened. “Sweetie can I call you back...ok…..yeah I’ll see you tomorrow.” My heart leapt as I realized he was talking to my girl and I was so preoccupied with my worry and love for her that I didn’t hear him when he first spoke. “Don!?”
I jerked my head up. “Yeah, sorry what?”
He looked at me concern evident on his face. “Is this all of them?”
I nodded and then shook my head. “Yea….I mean no. I tossed the first two; I thought it was a prank. But they’ve been getting worse and this last one came to my house.”
“How long have you been getting them?”
“About a month.”
He took a deep breath and I prepared myself to be yelled at. But I was pleasantly surprised. “Why didn’t you come to me earlier Don? This obviously isn’t a joke, what if this person had gone after you?”
He wasn’t angry, he was worried. “I thought I could figure it out, but I haven’t gotten anywhere.”
Keith nodded and sat back in his chair pointing at the one across from his desk. I sat as well and the two of us spent the next 2 hours going over the likely subjects.
I was ready to leave and head home to see my girl when he stopped me. “Don?”
I turned, anxious to go. “You need to be careful from now on. Eyes and ears open.”
“Of course.”
And then his expression changed. “Would you have a problem with me bringing Veronica in on this? We could probably use her help.”
My heart started pounding and my brain went fuzzy. No, no, no, no, it was a terrible idea, she’d be worried and probably get herself hurt trying to help, I could risk it. “I’d really prefer you didn’t.”
Keith’s eyes grew wide and he looked a little suspicious so I continued. “She’s got a lot going on and if this guy means business I don’t think it’s a good I idea to involve her. Don’t you agree?”
He couldn’t argue with that and I hurried from his office to my car.
I made it to my house 5 minutes before she did. After a romantic dinner that we ended up making together, I thought she’d be mad but she wasn’t she actually loved helping me, we settled together on the couch to watch a movie. We made love three times that night and I tried my hardest to push the letters from my mind, but the thought of her in trouble, being hurt, kept replaying on my mind.
I hid it well, she had no idea, but that night as I held her in my arms it was extra tight. I was scared to death to let her go.
We just needed to keep it a secret a little longer, give me time to find this guy and get rid of the threat. I’d tell her all about it later, later when there was no more danger.
A month later we still hadn’t caught the suspect and were no closer either. The blood turned out to be pig’s blood, there were no fingerprints on the letters and I’d received 10 more, he’d been amping up the attack and each one was worse.
I spent most of my days in fear. For myself and for her. Because every letter mentioned what was important to me. And she was all that was important to me.
We’d been together for 9 months, and everything was better than I’d ever thought it could be. She hadn’t mentioned our clandestine relationship becoming non-clandestine in a while so I thought I was in the clear. That I still had time.
But as always, Veronica Mars is full of surprises.
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I was late coming home, I was supposed to be there at 9 but Keith and I’d found a lead and followed it. I didn’t get home until after 1AM because of it.
As always I was expecting Veronica to stop by, but I was a lot later than I usually would be and hadn’t gotten a chance to call her so I wasn’t sure if she’d have stuck around or not. When I walked into my apartment, I didn’t see her stuff by the patio door and I figured that either she wasn’t there yet or had been and gone. I was hoping it was the former, it had been a long day and all I wanted was to have her in my arms and to be inside of her.
I sighed as I walked through my apartment peeling off my uniform on the way to my bedroom and by the time I walked through the doorway I was shoe-less, shirt-less and belt-less.
And sure enough I found Veronica on my bed clothes-less. I mean wow.
She just laid there smiling as I stopped and stared for a second before walking over to the bed and running my hand up her naked thigh and between her legs. “How the fuck did I get so lucky?”
She giggled and moved into my touch, she was already wet and when she shifted my hand became covered in her arousal. “Well Deputy, I think maybe it’s because I love you, or possibly because you turn my brain to mush every time you touch me. But either way, you should just enjoy it.”
I removed my hand from her, licking my fingers clean as she watched. “Oh I plan to.” I reached down undoing my pants and letting them fall along with my boxers to the floor before covering her svelte body with mine.
I ground my erection against her, the tip of my cock slipping inside, and she closed her eyes and moaned as her legs spread wider. “Feel good baby?”
She nodded and reopened her eyes. “God yes.”
I smirked before taking her lips and when she bit my bottom lip, I knew exactly what she wanted. She just wanted me to take her; she wanted me to fuck her, hard and rough. I grabbed her breasts roughly, pinching her nipples and her body arched into my touch. “Oh god!”
I removed my tip from her and she let out a frustrated moan as I chuckled and kissed her again. “Don’t worry baby girl. I’m gonna fuck you till you can’t see straight…” Her eyes glistened and she tried to move her legs around my waist to pull me into her but I sat up on my knees and grabbed her feet. “But first I want to play.”
She let out an excited squeal as I bent her legs till her feet were up by her head and as I held them in place with my hands, I buried my face in her wetness.
She squirmed as my tongue entered her, slowly and softly. She kept trying to move, get closer, but I had her pinned down and refused to let go, I was gonna make her cum till she couldn’t cum anymore.
I used one of my arms to keep her down on the bed and brought the other to her opening as I tortured her slowly with my tongue against her clit. She came the second I shoved my first finger in her, shrieking loudly in ecstasy. “Yes, oh god!”
I smiled against her and added a second finger, all the while biting and sucking on her clit as I pushed her into another frenzy and started twisting my fingers inside her. She shuddered and came again as I bit down on her sensitive nub and my fingers found her g-spot.
I kept my fingers moving, prolonging her orgasm, and continued sucking on her over sensitized clit as I added a third finger. In no time at all she was writhing and struggling against me, begging me to fuck her. “Please Don, please. Fuck me, fuck me hard. God I need you, I need you so much!”
I smiled and curled my fingers downward and she went over the edge a 3rd time. She was breathing hard, her clit was swollen and throbbing as was her tight perfect pussy and I decided to finally give her what she wanted. I sat up, pulled her legs down and hovered over her capturing her lips, thrusting my tongue into her mouth to match the movements of my fingers and whispered in her ear. “Are you sure you’re ready for me to fuck you baby?”
She whined and arched into me. “Yes, please now!”
I pulled my hand from her, grabbed her hips and flipped her over on the bed. She instinctively pushed her ass up and towards me and I plowed into her with so much force her head hit the head board with a loud thump. She let out a loud pleasure full moan and I continued to thrust deep inside her, one hand on her hip and the other roughly massaging her breasts.
I yanked her up to me, her back flush with my chest and I drove into her, bruising her pale perfect skin with my hard thrusts and firm grip.
She moved her head and I kissed her hard, my hand holding her to me before sliding it from her hip, down her belly, until I reached her clit and pressed hard. She let out another wail. “Don!!”
“Does that feel good Mars?”
“Yes!”
I bit her earlobe and she thrust down as I thrust up and I hit her cervix making her scream. “Harder! God! Please fuck me harder!’
I took my free hand and twisted it in her hair before pushing her back down on the bed, her face in the pillow. As I pulled on her hair I fucked her harder, plowing into her, shoving my cock deeper with every thrust until we were both panting and she was screaming unintelligible gibberish and clawing at the sheets.
“God Veronica. Fuck! I love fucking you. So fucking tight.”
Her butt cheeks were red from my thrusts and jiggled with every move I made. When her walls began to contract, I pinched her clit between my fingers as I kept thrusting and she came twice in rapid succession screaming loudly. “Ahhh! Oh god! Oh god!”
And as she began to come down, with me still moving inside of her, she began to beg breathlessly. “Don, I can’t…. I can’t.”
I leaned over her kissing her back. “You can’t what Mars?”
Her chest was heaving and her legs were shaking and if I hadn’t been connected to her she wouldn't have been able to hold herself up. “Can’t cum anymore. God too much.”
I smiled and leaned over kissing her back again, pushing my dick into her further. “Yes you can baby, you’ll be ok, I’ve got you.”
And with that I pulled myself from her, flipped her over again, lifted her feet to my shoulders and penetrated her again harshly. I leaned over, stretching her legs between us and grabbed her tits, pulling on her nipples and kissing her fiercely. She was delirious with pleasure and within seconds she was convulsing around my cock, cumming harder than she had all night and I thrust twice more before yanking myself from her and cuming all over her perfect tits.
I fell back on my heels and stared at her, god, she was just fucking perfect.
She could barely keep her eyes open, she couldn’t seem to catch her breath, her hair was matted, her body was covered in sweat and I could still see how swollen her clit was. But fuck, I’d never seen her look so good and I smiled like a kid in the fucking candy store because I’d done that to her.
I continued to watch her, rubbing her legs and lower belly gently, trying to sooth her and when she finally seemed capable of intelligent thought I leaned over and kissed her. “You ok baby girl?”
She let out a satisfied moan that sounded a lot like. “Uhhhh yeah.” And then smiled as I pulled her into my arms and held her.
I got up a little while later and ran a warm bath for her. I knew that on nights like this her body ached and throbbed and her lower belly felt like it was doing cartwheels, and I knew exactly how to take care of her. That’s how close we’d gotten, I knew her, I knew her body and I knew what her body needed.
When the water was ready I walked back into the room where she was lying curled into a little ball and picked her up in my arms carrying her into the bathroom. I set her in the tub and climbed in behind her letting her relax against me.
She could stay in there for hours if I let her. But after the day I’d had, I really wanted to crawl into bed with her and hold her tight, so I only let her re-warm the water twice. I was moving to get up when her hand landed on my thigh.
“I told Mac about us.”
Oh. Fuck. Not. Good. I knew Mac wouldn’t say anything, but this was terrible timing. “Oh, uh, ok. What did she say?’
She turned her head and smiled. “That if you hurt me she'll bankrupt you in thirty seconds and have you drafted in the Marines.”
I laughed, if anybody could it was definitely her. And as happy as I was that she hadn’t done it the minute Veronica told her, I still couldn’t get rid of the worry in my mind. I couldn’t go public now, I couldn't make Veronica a target, I wouldn’t, I’d die before I got her hurt. “Um Veronica, I thought we were gonna talk about it before we told anyone.”
She stiffened a little and I wrapped my arms around her, kissed her cheek and she relaxed again. “Well, yeah, but I kind of didn’t have a choice.”
She didn’t have a choice? “Huh?”
“Well, she finally asked me why I’ve spent the majority of my nights for the past 9 months not in my own bed, she's my roommate and honestly I’m surprised she didn’t call me on it earlier. I think the only reason she didn’t is because she hasn’t been there a lot herself.”
It made sense, I just thanked god she wasn’t living with Keith anymore, but still this wasn't a good thing. I mean I wanted the world to know she was mine, but I wasn’t willing to pay for that with her life, I loved her too much to lose her.
When I didn’t respond she continued. “So I was thinking.”
I sighed and turned her in the water to face me. “You were thinking that since she handled it so well that we should just come out with our secret relationship.”
She smiled sheepishly and nodded. “I’m tired of hiding Don. I know what I want and it’s you.”
“And you have me, but I think we should wait just a little while longer. Let me butter up your dad a little.” I knew playing the Keith card would work for at least a little while. “You don’t want him removing my junk do you?”
She laughed. “No, I guess not, I am fairly fond of your so called ‘junk’. But you know that he loves you now…again….and ”
I stopped her with a kiss. “Give me a little while longer baby and I’ll tell him myself.”
She didn’t look convinced and placed her hands on my cheeks. “Is there something wrong?”
Yes! I wanted to scream it, but I didn’t, instead I plastered a cheesy grin on my face and kissed her sweetly. “Nothing baby I promise, I just want to make sure your father doesn’t kill me when he finds out so that I can enjoy you in the open. I’d like to live long enough to take you on a real date you know.”
She smiled then and slid into my lap under the water. “Ok, well if you’re sure. You can tell me you know. Anything. No worries here.”
Yeah, I knew, but I couldn’t tell her this, at least not yet. “Yeah, I know and I promise there is nothing wrong. I love you.”
She leaned against my chest and kissed my collar bone. “You too. Now how about you take me to bed and show me how much you love me.”
“I thought you'd never ask.”
I got us out of the tub and carried her to the bedroom where I proceeded to make love to her, gently and slowly, unlike the first time that night and when she fell asleep I held her too me while freaking out inside.
I had to figure it out. I had to. There was no more time and I refused to lose her.
I would fix this and then we’d be together out in the open.
It would all be ok.
But I realized early the next morning that I had been very wrong; it wasn’t ok and I was still no closer to fixing it.
In truth, it was worse, because when I got to work the next day there was a box on my desk containing a cow’s heart that had been cut in half. And this time the note read; ‘Pain like you’ve never felt before.’
To be continued……
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