Disclaimer: I do not own Veronica Mars. I have Rob Thomas to thank for my obsession.
Author's Note: This is my first Veronica Mars fan fic. My best friend suggested I rent the show on DVD from Netflix about three months ago and I became utterly obsessed. I love to write but this is the first thing I've ever posted. As of right now, I don't really know where the story is going but I am a big fan of Keith and Veronica's father/daughter relationship, LoVe and MaDi [but I will not close off my mind to other pairings As for friendships, I will include a lot of Wallace, Mac and Weevil. I really appreciate comments/criticism/advice especially from all the other authors on this site. Enjoy!
Dedication: To all the amazing authors of the Veronica Mars fan fictions on this site. You inspired me to write this.
It's been three months since I've been in this airport. Three months since I ran for dear life to a place where I was no longer Veronica Mars, Sheriff Keith Mars' daughter, pixie blonde super-sleuth, or whatever derogatory name I was being called this week. I was ready to make a new identity for myself but that proved to easier said than done. At the FBI, I wasn't a super-sleuth but a coffee fetcher. I didn't help people find the answers to their loved ones dirty secrets but rather washed dirty laundry. I wanted nothing more to be back home. I never would have guessed that when I got back to Neptune, I wouldn't have changed.. but everyone else would.
I'm finally home. she thought as she gazed around the airport and took in the smell of the Pacific Ocean which radiated from the newly tanned skin of vacationers heading home. Veronica stood outside Gate 16A, waiting for one of several familiar faces to run up and give her a hug. She waited for about 15 minutes, which in Veronica's world, seemed like way too long to wait.
They couldn't have forgotten. Veronica thought to herself. Her dad called about 25 times before she left Virginia to confirm her departure and arrival times and Wallace and Mac planned on meeting her at the gate.
Something must be up. Veronica worried.
Maybe Dad had a case that needed immediate attention. Okay, Dad.. forgiven, for now. Wallace did just get back from Africa and Alicia had been bugging him to spend more time at home before he went back to school. Okay, Wallace.. forgiven, for now. Mac did enroll in extra classes over the summer, which meant this was finals week. Okay, Mac.. forgiven, for now. She reached into her pocket for her cell phone and expected her inbox to be filled with tons of excuses and I'm sorrys.
No messages. Wow. Welcome home Veronica.
Grabbing her purse and laptop case, Veronica headed through the airport toward baggage claim. After missing her suitcase twice, too preoccupied with annoyance at her so called father and friends, she scooped up her bags and headed to the nearest bench.
I'll give them another 10 minutes then I'm calling a cab. She thought, angrily.
"Veronica?" She heard a familiar face call. Veronica looked up only to see her ex-boyfriend, Stosh Piznarski.
"Piz, hi. I didn't know you were flying back from New York so soon," Veronica stood up and gave him a hug.
Awkward. She thought to herself. After their rather embarrassing online video last spring and the Logan brawl fest 07, Piz couldn't keep his feelings to himself. He told Veronica that being with her was just too hard and gave the excuse that they were planning on being in two different locations during the summer but she knew it was a lie. Veronica didn't blame him, after the look she gave Logan after he put Gorija in his place, she would have broke up with her too.
"When did you get back?" Piz inquired politely.
"About an hour ago. My dad, Wallace and Mac were supposed to meet me here," she looked around the airport, "I guess something came up."
"Oh, that sucks. Well, Wallace dropped my car off in the airport parking lot last week if you want me to give you a ride home. I'm heading that way anyway," Piz offered.
"Yeah. Thanks a lot Piz," She grabbed her bags and followed her ex to his car.
I wish I wouldn't have screwed things up so bad with Piz. Veronica thought to herself. He's a great friend.
Veronica and Piz spent the car ride talking about their summer. Piz told Veronica about the radio scene in NYC and went on for about 10 minutes about how he ran into Jennifer Garner at Starbucks and she told him to go ahead of her. Instead of boring Piz with her errand running internship, Veronica rehashed her coffee fetching summer by telling Piz about the huge case the F.B.I. had been working on involving several top government agents. After about a half an hour in the car, Piz finally pulled up to Veronica's apartment complex.
"We should do this again sometime," Veronica offered.
The least I can do to repay him is go for some coffee. I mean, if I were him, I would have walked right past me. She thought.
"Definitely," Piz agreed. "Need help with those bags?"
"Nope. I got 'em." Veronica said as she walked toward the trunk, grabbed her bags and walked toward the drivers window.
"Thanks again for the ride Piz. It means a lot to me," Veronica said as she walked toward the stairs.
"Hey Veronica," Piz called. "I really hope you and Logan find someway to make up. I mean, I didn't dig that the guy beat my face in but he really cares about you and I want you to be happy." He rolled the window up as he drove away.
Wow. I wasn't expecting to hear that.
