Chapter 3
You follow Scoobs and Shaggy outside, with Logan trailing beside you. The backyard is a literal swamp. Your boots squish in more mud and internally you cringe. These damn boots are ruined.
There is a patch of dry mud and with it berry bushes. “Like, we found them over here, y/n.” Shaggy said.
“Yeah, like they were already on the ground, so we didn’t have to pick any.” Scooby stated. You narrow your eyes at them, “You’re telling me that you picked up berries out of the mud and put them into that sandwich? Which I took a bite of?” You gag and wish you had water.
Scooby and Shaggy shrug apologetically. “Look at this,” Logan says, “the bush looks disrupted like there was something here.” He reaches into the bush and pulls out a weapon, an axe. The murder weapon.
After placing the murder weapon into a crime scene bag and catching up with Fred, Daphne, Velma, Thad, and Jeremiah; you all decide to call it a day.
As you’re heading to the car, Logan waves and says, “I’m sure we’ll see you soon, but if not, we're in town for a few days. Come stop by the Monte Hotel. It’s just down the road.” You smirk and say, “Well, now I’m sure we’ll see more of each other, as we’re also staying there.”
“Hey y/n! Are you coming?” Fred asks. You see the back open. Damn, Fred still hasn’t put seats in the back. It’s an empty space and with his driving, you--along with Scooby and Shaggy--are about to get thrown about.
Logan must have noticed your face, as he asks, “Care to join us? Since we’re going to the same place and all?” You nod and tell the gang you’ll see them later. They look disappointed but understand.
Logan and Thad’s car is a huge van. The back of the van features computers, chairs--thank god for chairs!--and tons of equipment. They seem to be geared for more than crime scenes.
“Damn, this looks like a fully equipped van for war. NYPD must have their hands full of cash.”
Thad turns around, chewing on gum, “Actually, we got all this from Tony Stark. You know, Ironman?”
You roll your eyes. “Of course, Tony would gift this to you.”
“You know him?” Thad asks, curious. He turns away from the road for a second and we hit a huge pothole. I almost fell out of my seat.
“Watch the road!” Logan yells. “I am!” Thad says. You laugh at their interaction. They act like they’re brothers or something.
“Uh, yeah I know Tony. I was telling Logan, we met a few times. I know him enough that he doesn’t give his equipment to just anybody. You two must be close.”
Thad nods, driving over another huge pothole (this time he was actually looking at the road). You come to the conclusion that he’s not a good driver.
“We are! Tony was a real...how do you say?...pain in the ass when I first met him. He called me Shakespeare because of my accent. How ridiculous! I didn’t even know who Shakespeare was. But I do now...and it’s both a compliment and an insult. You studied English, so you must know of him! He seems admired and hated? I’m not too sure--”
Logan interrupts, “Anyway, y/n. How long will you be in town?” You glance over at Logan. His eyes pierce yours.
“I have to leave in two days. Classes start again next week, so I want to be back in the city and get acclimated to the teaching life again.” As you finish, you notice that you finally arrive back at the hotel.
Logan helps you out of the van. You don’t need help, but you’re not going to say no to him. As your hand grazes his, you feel a jolt of electricity straight to your core. Fuck.
The gang arrived at the same time. The only thing about the gang is that sometimes you’re the odd woman out. Daphne and Velma share a room, then Fredy; Shaggy; and Scooby share a room. Plus, their on another floor as you. There’s only two floors, but still.
As you make your way to your room, you see Thad and Logan following. Then you notice that your room is directly across from theirs. Logan smirks in a knowing way. “What a coincidence.” he says.
Oh, what a nice coincidence indeed.