Title: You Must Be the Great And Powerful Veronica Mars

Author: Jigsawjazzz

Rating: T (some mature language, possible recreational drug use)

Spoilers: Entire Series

Disclaimer: Rob Thomas is the man, the creator. I am not worth, but I try. This is just too much fun, right?

AN: This fic is a follow up to My Life-Changing Weekend With Logan Echolls (which is still being written. Part Two, Chapter One has been posted). While the first fic (when Logan is unexpectedly reunited with someone from his distant past) is set a few months before the much anticipated ten year reunion of the '06 graduating class of Neptune High, 'the Great and Powerful Veronica Mars takes place about two weeks after the reunion. Although Logan and Veronica have reconciled as friends and promised to try to put as much of their tempestuous and rocky romance behind them once and for all, neither is ready to even think about giving it another try. They are both still dealing with the pain and anguish their last break up brought them and have agreed to try to learn to be friends first without tearing each other apart.

Unbeknownst to almost everyone, especially Logan and Veronica, Lizzy has been "keeping tabs" on both of them, as well as the people they care about most, for years. With the help of a few key people, Lizzy has been in the background, quietly trying to guide Logan and Veronica back to each other, convinced that Logan will only truly be happy with Veronica in his life. For Lizzy, Logan's happiness is her top priority. But she knows it must be his decision to take that step once again, and cannot be forced.

Future fics will detail how Lizzy gave Dick a helping hand when his drinking and other destructive behaviors threatened to exact the ultimate toll, the state of affairs between Mac and Dick, an exciting business deal that will involve the entire Neptune Community, Eli Navarro in particular, and much, much more. Clearly my story will be doled out non-linearly. It's going to be epic, just fyi. You should read em and review em all. Just sayin.

YOU MUST BE THE GREAT AND POWERFUL VERONICA MARS

Chapter One

So Logan was with her. Naturally. Far from making me angry or sad or freaked out, I was relieved. I had seen this day coming for a very, very long time. Now it was almost time for me to bring the others up to speed. There was only one thing I had to take care of first. I contacted my co-conspirators to let them know the time was nigh. I had warned both of them that the big reveal was imminent a few days earlier and to prepare themselves. Although they were worried that they might not be granted any more days on this earth once the great and powerful Veronica Mars knew all, I promised them it would all work out okay. Plus I bribed each of them handsomely.

And now…showtime. Approaching the Penthouse Suite of The Neptune Grande, I admit, there were a few proverbial butterflies fluttering around somewhere in the vicinity of my mid-section. But I was more than ready to do and say what had to be said and done. I had been for some time. Taking a deep breath, I raised my hand to knock on the door. There was a short wait and then the door swung open to reveal the petite spitfire that was Veronica Mars.

I was not expected of course. Veronica looked at me, her features a mask of polite inquiry, barely concealing her annoyance at the intrusion. I could not help but smile at her. Even though we had never been formally introduced, I knew a lot about her. I had waited a long time to say the following, "You must be the great and powerful Veronica Mars."

Confusion (and a little consternation) crossed her face. Eyebrows raised, she said, 'I'm sorry, do I…" her voice trailed off.

"No we've never met." I held out my hand. "I'm Lizzy."

At the same moment, Logan's head appeared in the little entryway, his eyes like saucers. "Lizzy!" Veronica looked at him as he stepped forward. "What are you doing here?"

Knowing that I had thrown him for a loop showing up without warning, I barreled on as if he had not spoken. "Elizabeth Carmichael. Lizzy to my friends. I do hope we can be friends. I mean, I sure don't want you as an enemy. Am I right?" Grinning broadly, I grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously. Boldly, I stepped through the door and walked over to where Logan stood like a deer in headlights. Even more boldly, I stretched up on my tippy toes and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "Breath Logan, this is not the end of life as you know it." To emphasize my words, I thumped him twice on the chest.

Turning back to Veronica, who stood watching us, her eyes beginning to narrow, I declared, "I know you must wondering who I am and what the hell I'm doing here."

Clearly not too pleased by my presence, she said, "Well, now that you mention it…"

"Don't worry, all will be revealed in due course." There was a knock on the still open door. The hotel manager was standing in the doorway. "Ah, Mr. Davidson, perfect timing, as always. Are we all set?"

"They're just coming up now Miss Carmichael."

"Excellent. I knew I could count on you."

Logan had found his voice despite the glare emanating from the pixie by the doorway. "Lizzy, how did you know where to find me?"

Grinning at him, I shot back, "Well, I didn't do anything crazy like track your cell phone." This, predictably, did not go over well. "Too soon?" Ignoring the death rays shooting at me from a pair of blue eye slits, I persisted. "Sorry, I couldn't resist." To Veronica I said, "I'm sorry. I'll stop."

I took a step back in her direction. "Seriously, all joking aside, it is truly my great pleasure to finally meet you Veronica Mars. I have been looking forward to this for a very long time. I've heard soooooo much about you." She shot Logan a loaded look. Glancing at him, I noticed how pale he'd become. "Not from Logan of course. No, I've been well briefed by my spies. They'll be here a little later."

Turning, I said, "But to answer your question Logan, I've been keeping tabs on you since that night on The Coronado Bridge." He could not respond, only stare at me, flabbergasted. "That's right," I reasserted with a quiet but undeniable self-righteousness as I stared him down. "You scared the hell out of me that night. After that, I wasn't taking any more chances." I gave him a few more seconds to let that sink in. Shrugging, I added casually, "Anyway, that's how I knew you were here with the lovely and terrifying Veronica Mars."

Several room service carts loaded with all sorts of goodies both savory and sweet arrived. Speechlessly, the dynamic duo watched as Davidson oversaw the dispatching of said carts as I explained. "I hope you don't mind. I took the liberty of ordering a few treats for us. This may take a while and I am famished."

Logan and Veronica followed me to the central living room. "What do you mean, spies?" Logan followed up her question immediately with one of his own. "What do you mean, kept tabs on me?"

I regarded them both, gratified. I held up one finger in the universal "hang on for one second" gesture as the room service staff filed out of the suite. Turning to Mr. Davidson, I shook his hand and thanked him warmly. "Please give your most excellent staff my thanks." I removed an envelope from my back pocket and handed it to him. As I walked with him to the door, I added, "Do please make sure Chef Tobias knows how grateful I am." Mr. Davidson insisted we call him personally if we needed anything else.

As the suite door closed, I took a breath before returning to the now twin glares of confused annoyance. "Who's hungry?"

Logan took the lead. "Lizzy, what the fuck?"

Nodding, I walked over to the smorgasbord. "I hardly know where to begin."

Veronica, who was not amused, walked over right into my personal space. "Try," she growled menacingly.

I slipped away from her. She was kinda scary, I admit. "I know, who am kidding, right? I mean, have you seen this roast? If there's one thing in this world I cannot resist, it's Chef Tobias' Yankee Pot Roast." I snatched a fork and scooped up a large bite of the tender, juicy beef. Savoring it, I motioned to Logan. "Mmmmm, mmmm! Logan, buddy, you gotta try this! Yankee Pot Roast is your favorite, right?"

In spite of himself, he was beginning to relax. I saw the start of a smile, quickly squashed as Veronica shot him a look. "Now Veronica," I said coyly, "don't get jealous. I have it on good authority that you are particularly fond of Lobster Thermidore," I added as I removed the cover from a huge platter replete with two huge lobsters.

Stepping over to the buffet, Logan remarked, "There's enough food here for an army." IO looked at him, waiting for the shoe to drop. He looked at me searchingly, now even more suspicious." "Lizzy, what did you do?"

Enigmatically I answered, "So many things."