Well, this is it. The final chapter in our reunion tale. Sorry if our method of posting was confusing. We appreciate all the reviews and those who favorited this tale. I hope you like the way we finished it.

This final chapter was written almost entirely by BewitchingRedhead36. I mainly only added some stuff to a few of the LoVe moments. I've written and read so many post season 3 tales that I can't imagine the movie to be much better than what we've already come up with! ;) For me, the movie will definitely single the end of my VM fanfiction writing. However, we hope it's at least as fun, romantic, and sexy as our story! Enjoy!

Epilogue

***EM Squared Enterprises, 4 months later***

Logan said good-bye and hung up the phone. He rose from his desk at EM Squared Enterprises and walked the short distance to Mac's office.

"So, the caterers just called. They'll be here tomorrow to start setting up the tables at 6 PM sharp. You'll be around to let them in, right? I doubt I'll be back in time," Logan said. He leaned up against the door frame, waiting for her to respond. She seemed distracted.

"Oh. Uh, yeah, sure. Right. I said I would," Mac muttered back, not even looking up at him. She was busy reading an email. Logan was just background noise. However, she did hear enough of what he said to get the general gist of his request.

"They also said they were out of rabbit food, and every dish they served would have bacon in it, even the desserts," Logan smirked. He loved messing with her about her peculiar eating habits. He had no idea how Dick, an even bigger carnivore than he, which was saying a lot, put up with all the wheat grass and sprouts she called a meal. Besides, if anything would get her attention, that would.

"What? Oh, that's hilarious! Sorry. I did actually hear you. Caterers. Six sharp. I need to let them in, blah blah, yada yada yada. I was just reading an email from Lauren," Mac explained. "My sister," she added softly.

"Yeah, I know who Lauren is," Logan reminded her. He walked all the way into her large office and sank down into one of the twin chairs across from her desk. He adjusted the position of the chair a couple inches to the left, so he had a better view of her face. She had three large monitors and a laptop competing for real estate on her oversized desk. They had christened her office Mission Control.

"I know you do. I just like saying that," Mac confessed. "Ryan is my brother, that hasn't changed, of course, but, well, it's different with Lauren. For one thing, she and I are so alike."

"Yes, it's almost like you're linked genetically," Logan smirked. Then he turned serious and added, "She's a cool kid."

"Yeah, she is!" Mac agreed enthusiastically. "Speaking of my crazy blended family, Lauren and Ryan are driving down together for tomorrow's anniversary shindig."

"Hoe-down," Logan corrected.

"Move on. That idea got shot down a long time ago," Mac said, wadding up a piece of paper and throwing it at him.

"Like a date?"

"No!" Mac shouted. Then she continued in a softer tone, "That would be weird even for Neptune. They're practically brother and sister now. It's cute, they've gotten really close these days. I think Ryan is enjoying having someone to narc on about practically everything I ever did my entire life. Anyway, I think this party will have a big turn out. Wallace, Weevil and Allison, if she doesn't have the baby first, and so on."

"Good. But anyway, not to change the topic, I still think we need to make cowboy boots mandatory and make it a hoe-down," he said with a wink.

"Right, because that fits our business model so well," Mac said sarcastically. She turned serious, "It's good seeing you. I've missed our daily chats. Skyping isn't the same. How's life in L.A.?"

"Reaching its sell-by-date, actually," he said with satisfaction.

"What does that mean?" Mac inquired, cocking her head.

"Ronnie got the call last night. She got the job at the San Diego County DA's office."

"Yay!" Mac yelled in excitement. "That's wonderful news! It didn't seem take you long at all to move there, so I guess it won't be much work moving back."

"True. Veronica finally realized her life in L.A. is truly over. It was never really her kind of place anyway—too many pretentious people. She was trying to recreate a life with Joshua, and just ended up losing bits of herself. L.A. might not have been the disease, but it was a symptom," Logan explained.

"Joshua? Who? Oh, the tool, as Dick calls him. I actually forgot his real name," Mac teased.

"Speaking of Dick, when are you guys going to officially shack up? I like the convenience of being able to make one call and reach both of my best friends."

"So, let me get this straight, I need to make a major life decision just to convenience you?"

"Uh, yeah," Logan said smiling charmingly.

"It's only been four months."

"So? When it's right, it's right. Veronica and I have only been dating for four months, too, and I know she's the only one for me. She always has been, and always will be."

"This time," Mac corrected. "You've only been dating four months this time. Dick and I don't have the history the two of you have."

Logan flashed her a look of skepticism.

"Well, romantic history, at least," she amended. "We do have history, I guess. A history of dislike, then tolerance, and now, whatever the hell this is. I like him a lot. I like him a lot in spite of himself." Mac grinned back at Logan's smirk. "However, I don't really want to slap a label on it."

Logan thought Mac flashed him a meaningful look as she said that but quickly dismissed it as his imagination.

"We defy definition," she continued. Just then her cell phone rang, trilling the Star Wars theme.

Logan shook his head as he did every time he heard it. Nerd, he mouthed.

Aww, you love me, Mac mouthed back, then she glanced down at the screen and made a dismissive gesture to Logan. She click the button and held the phone to her ear. "Hey, baby. Were your ears burning?" she said into the phone.

"Speaking of defying definition," Logan muttered. He waved bye and headed back down the hall to his own office.

***The next day, EM Squared Enterprises corporate Headquarters***

Veronica grabbed a plate from the stack on a rolling cart and then went over the massive conference table which had been transformed into a buffet for the evening. It looked almost a mile long. Her stomach was growling, and everything looked delicious. As she moved along the table filling her plate, she briefly flashed back to the launch party Logan and Mac had thrown five years ago for EM Squared Enterprises. She couldn't believe all that had changed in five short years. Of course the change in her relationship with Logan was at the forefront of her thoughts. Everything had changed; she had changed as had Logan. However, in the same vein, nothing had changed. They had picked up right where things had left off. The hurt between them had not just faded out into nothing, but they had been able to move beyond it very quickly.

Of course, Veronica mused to herself, it was easy to fall back in love with someone when you had never actually quit loving them to begin with. At the launch party, there had been this big chasm looming between them, both wanting to say so much. Yet, at the same time, they were both afraid to. They had hurt each other too many times with their words. Then their ten year reunion weekend happened. Those years that loomed between fell away, and in the course of forty-eight hours, they realized something-they belonged together.

Veronica shook herself out of her reverie and started walking across the room towards a grouping of tables set up on the other side of the lobby of EM Squared Enterprises headquarters. Suddenly, Dick Casablancas put himself in the middle of her forward trajectory.

"Is there any food left for the rest of us?" Dick said grinning at her full plate of food. "I've never been able to figure out where the hell you put it all," he continued.

"I found a great exercise program. It's called kicking the ass of those stupid enough to annoy me. Fortunately, it's kept me in great shape through the years," Veronica deadpanned.

"Well, obviously your lifestyle agrees with you," Dick said, admiring her still trim figure. "I'll catch you later. I'm headed toward the buffet myself. I'll pick amongst your leftovers. Later, Mars." Dick was so happy with Mac that it was rare for Veronica to get under his skin like she used to.

Veronica went over to the table occupied by Wallace, Mac, Weevil and a hugely pregnant Allison. She took the seat to Mac's left. "I've said it once, I'll say it again, you and Logan certainly know how to throw a party."

"We here at EM Squared Enterprises know how to throw a classy shindig. What can I say? Are the caterers earning their pay?" Mac said.

Veronica assured the hostess they were, and then talk turned to Allison's pregnancy.

"Are you sure there aren't twins in there?" Wallace inquired. Weevil tried to hide his laughter from his wife. He wasn't very successful at it, though, because she gave him a swat on the arm loud enough to echo.

"Six ultrasounds do not lie," Allison said firmly.

"Unless one of the babies was hiding behind the other," Mac started explaining. She shut up quickly, though, when she saw the look of horror on Allison's face. "No, never mind! Ultrasound technology is very reliable these days."

Dick came back just in time to hear his girlfriend stop herself from another educational lecture. He smirked to himself as he set down one plate of vegan appetizers in front of Mac, and another plate filled with an assortment of more carnivorous treats in front of the empty chair to Mac's right. Then he sat down.

"Thanks, babe," Mac said. She grabbed a soy cheese stuffed mushroom and popped it in her mouth. Ever since the reunion weekend four months ago, she and Dick had been spending almost every weekend together, with the occasional mid-week dinner as well. She was pretty sure she'd never laughed as hard or as often with anyone else as she had with Dick. From the start of whatever the hell this was, Dick had such an unique, amusing way of looking at the world, and it seemed to be catching. She had meant what she had told Logan the previous day. She wasn't sure she was ready to slap a label quite yet, but Dick was certainly a welcome addition to her life. Sometimes it was amazing to think the drunk guy who stood in front of her door freshman year at Hearst, his voice full of pain, anger, guilt and a little tinge of hatred as he told her she was just his brother's beard, was the same guy who had supported her as her own life started to crack and fissure, while her baby switching secret came out into the open during their High School Reunion weekend four short months ago. He had held her hand through the entire awkward "lunch" meeting at the Sinclairs. He was the one who encouraged her to reach out and get to know Lauren as first a friend, and now as a sister.

"You did good. All my favorites are here," Mac continued, giving him a pleased smile.

"You're training me well," Dick smirked. He laughed at Veronica's eye roll. "Oh, Ronnie, since we're talking about dude's being whipped, where's your better half?"

"I haven't seen him. I don't think he's here yet. Surprisingly, he had the leash I implanted surgically removed last week. He didn't like it, for some reason," Veronica retorted.

"I'm taking Dick in next week for his chip implant," Mac added, giving Dick a wink.

"Eli assured me it was relatively painless," Allison teased.

Not wanting to be left out, Wallace tried to claim it was Jocelyn on the short leash in his family, but his sister quickly corrected that falsehood.

"I know Jocelyn, remember, bro? You're lucky you have so much slack on that chain, otherwise we'd be sending video of this shindig to Chicago," Veronica chimed in.

As Veronica and their friends were chatting over their plates of food, Logan walked into the building and looked around. The party was in full-swing. He patted the pocket of his tuxedo jacket nervously. He was a little overdressed for the party, though everyone was dressed in cocktail attire. However, he knew Veronica loved him in a tux. The only thing marring his otherwise James Bond-esque couture, was the black cowboy hat perched on his head; it was his subtle rebellion peaking through. Logan threaded his way through the mingling crowd, only stopping his progression towards his friends' table to greet a few more prominent EM Squared Enterprises' clients and associates. Once he felt he'd satisfied his role of host, he continued his trek. As he arrived at the table, he leaned down to lay a chaste kiss on Veronica's cheek.

"Looking lovely, m'lady," he whispered in her ear, laying a possessive hand on her bare shoulder. He loved the purple off-shoulder dress she'd picked especially for the party.

"You clean up quite nicely yourself," she replied back, softly. "Though I can think of one part of your attire that could use some work."

"Hey, Echolls, what did you do with the horse?" Dick said with a mischievous grin overtaking his face.

"What?" Logan asked confused.

"Well, I'm assuming you mugged a cowboy on your way here, so I just wondered where you parked the horse?"

"Funny. I'm surprised no one else got the memo about the EM Squared Enterprises' hoe-down. I think I have to fire my business partner," Logan teased. He grabbed and empty chair from a neighboring table and pushed it between Veronica and Wallace.

"Excellent idea. You have my blessing. Good luck programming the sites yourself," Mac said confidently, smiling arrogantly.

The friends continued to tease and banter with each other as everyone finished eating. Then they all started dispersing from the table, mingling with the other party goers.

Mac was chatting with Allison when she looked up and saw Lauren and Ryan walk in. She excused herself and caught up them at the bar.

"Welcome. So glad you both were able to come. Ryan knows this place well. Maybe he can give you a tour later," Mac said as she hugged them both.

"I wouldn't have missed it. First, I learned I had another sister. Then come to find out she's like a computer programming genius on her way to web wide domination. This was one invitation I could not refuse," Lauren said as she smiled proudly at Mac. "I actually need to find an internship next semester," she added shyly, looking at the ground as she said it. "Maybe..."

"Of course," Mac jumped in. "I need a new lackey anyway. Email me your resume next week, and I'll put in a good word with HR, who happens to be Logan." That sounded like the perfect way to her to spend even more time with Lauren, truly getting to know the girl, woman really, who shared the same DNA. She'd missed out on almost twenty-two years of getting to know Lauren. She didn't want to miss another second if she didn't have to.

"Lackey? That would be my title?"

"Well, Girl Friday takes up a little too much space on the business cards," Mac explained with a mischievous grin.

"How about assistant?" Lauren suggested.

"Oh, alright," Mac relented, pretending to be put out.

Meanwhile, Dick stood across the room chatting with Logan. He was focusing mostly on what Logan was saying, but he also watched Mackie's animated conversation with Lauren and Ryan. Even in his wildest dreams, he'd never imagined the reality of being with Mac would surpass those fantasies he been having of her for years. It wasn't just the bedroom he was referring to either-though she also kept him more than satisfied carnally-she was kind, funny, and wicked smart. He enjoyed being kept on his toes, and she pushed him to achieve more. The first San Diego location of Cho's Pizza was two weeks away from opening, and Corny—from high school—had just accepted the managerial job. The weirdo was one year clean and deserved a second chance. After all, Dick had gotten more than one redo in his own life. He felt it was his duty to pay it forward. Now, if he could only borrow Ronnie's vast skills of persuasion to convince the dude to lose his mountain man beard, it would be perfect. His ruminations were interrupted by Logan talking about horses.

"I was just joking about the cowboy mugging," Dick clarified.

"I know that, jackass," Logan said. "If you were paying more attention to me, and less to your woman over there, you'd know I was talking about this piece of property I found. It's only twenty minutes from downtown San Diego, yet with it's twenty-five acres, it feels a million miles removed from everything. I can't think of a better place to start building a new life with the only woman I can imagine settling down with."

"Okay, I get that, but what the hell does it have to do with horses?" Dick asked in confusion.

"I did a little shopping today while Mac dealt with last minute party details," Logan confessed.

"You bought a house without consulting the boss?" Dick was shocked.

"No. I just had a contract drawn up. It's land, not a house. We'd build a house we'd plan together. Of course, it's all contingent on Veronica signing the contract for the purchase. I did buy a horse, though. And one more little purchase I'll tell you about later." Logan looked proud of himself.

Veronica had noticed Allison just standing there after Mac had excused herself to go greet her siblings. Allison looked uncomfortable, her big baby belly sticking out. She motioned to Allison to join her and Wallace. They were still sitting at the table catching up on post-reunion life. Wallace had just been promoted to Engineering Manager and was explaining to her his new duties. Veronica was trying to hide the fact she didn't understand a third of what Wallace was saying. She was relieved when Allison sat down and started asking Wallace for tips on baby care. Veronica still didn't have much to add to that conversation either, but it gave her time to study Logan. She couldn't believe he'd come in that cowboy hat, though. Then again, not much he did should surprise her!

Suddenly, Logan gave a cat call to get everyone's attention. He took off his ridiculous cowboy hat and hung it on the back of a chair. He looked around the room and smiled warmly at all his guests. He winked at Keith, the only one who knew what he was about to do.

"I'd like to thank everyone for coming to celebrate the five year anniversary of EM Squared Enterprises. Each and everyone of you have been instrumental in our success. I have been blessed to have the best business partner I could ask for." Logan motioned over toward Mac's direction. "However, it has made me realize how much my personal life was lacking. Then four months ago, I made the decision to attend my ten year high school reunion. I reconnected with the most beautiful, amazing, talented, witty woman I have ever been blessed to know. The list of people who know every facet of my personality and have not run away screaming is a very short list indeed. Ronnie holds the most important spot." He stopped, and motioned for Veronica to join him.

Flushing, Veronica muttered to Wallace and Allison that she'd be right back. She joined Logan, not wanting to believe her suspicion about what he was up to. Or more accurately, not wanting to be disappointed if she was wrong. Marriage had always seemed an alien concept to her, something normal people wanted, but not her. Then four months ago, she'd had that dream about brown eyed smirking babies, and she'd begun to think maybe, just maybe, with the right person (Logan), it wouldn't be such an alien thing after all.

"Veronica Mars, everyone here knows how much I love you. However, I wanted all our friends to be here when I asked you a very important question." He got down on one knee.

Veronica's hand flew to her mouth. Her eyes widened in surprise. He was really doing it! Her heart raced as the man she loved looked at her with such utter devotion.

He smiled at her and said, "It may seem too soon, but I've loved you since I was seventeen. No matter how much we fought or how many times we broke up, that never changed. There is no one else I want by my side the rest of my life. Will you do me the great honor and privilege of being my wife?" He took the ring box out of his pocket, flipped up the lid and took it out.

Veronica tilted her head and gazed down at him, for once her heart was in her eyes. She had always thought that when this moment came she'd be unprepared to answer him. It seemed doubts had plagued her for so long when it came to him and their relationship. Now, however, when she looked at the beautiful brown eyes she knew better than her own, she realized she had no doubts. None at all. She didn't hesitate in her reply. "Yes," she said more clearly than she thought was possible. "Yes, I would love to marry you!" Logan's smile grew even wider as he gently slid the ring on her left hand. It was a two carat marquise cut certified conflict-free diamond with a platinum band. He got to his feet and drew her into his arms for a very enthusiastic kiss that had all their friends clapping and whistling.

When they broke apart, Logan gave her a teasing grin and said, "I have a lot of witnesses! There's no backing out now!"

Instead of laughing, Veronica surprised him by reaching up and putting her hand on his cheek. "I can't wait to be your wife," she said softly.

Logan felt his throat closing up a bit at her surprising assurance. The piece of fear he'd had in the back of his mind finally dissolved. "God, I love you so much!" he told her, his voice choking with emotion.

Veronica's eyes filled with happy tears. "I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone. Thank you for not giving up on us," she told him, wiping the tears that spilled down her cheeks.

Logan kissed away the tears and then once more captured her lips for a kiss. The cat calls forced him to finally pull away, grinning down at her. She grinned back, and then they turned to accept the congratulations from their guests.

The first few minutes after the proposal were a blur for both Logan and Veronica. Their friends all gathered around congratulating them and volleying questions at them from all directions. Logan described the picturesque twenty-five acres he'd discovered and his ideas of having them build their dream house on it. Then he described the dappled gray horse he'd bought. Logan acted like he was telling the entire group, but he spoke only to Veronica.

Everyone laughed at Veronica's excited exclamation, "You bought me a pony?!" Her dad was standing next to her. She reached out and squeezed his hand excitedly. "Daddy, did you hear what he just said?" Keith grinned at her, knowing a pony had been a joke and a childhood wish of hers. One he'd never been able to give her.

"Yes, bobcat, I bought you a pony," Logan said, laughing at her excitement.

"He bought me a pony!" she exclaimed joyously to her dad, whose eyes misted a bit to see his little girl so happy.

Eventually, things settled down, and everyone grouped off again. Logan had asked Keith's permission the previous day and had been so relieved when he was quickly given it. They both knew though it was only a figure head move. Veronica didn't need anyone's blessing; she lived her life as she saw fit.

The Mars' warmly embraced Veronica and Logan as they whispered their congratulations. Then they broke away, and Keith started giving the couple marriage tips. Alicia frequently cut in to correct her husband, however. Veronica mock glared at her dad when he suddenly looked Logan in the eye and said, "Whose your new daddy?" The men then each shuddered and decided they'd never talk of that again. Alicia and Veronica just laughed at their silly guys. When Wallace came up to join the group and share his own brand of marital advice though, Logan and Veronica excused themselves to continue on their way to visiting with other party goers.

About twenty minutes into being an engaged woman, Veronica found her way to the bar and asked for a glass of Shiraz. She took a sip of the wine and looked around contently. Her glance once again landed on the big rock on her hand. She knew, however, it wasn't nearly as big as Logan wanted to buy her, but he knew it was as big as she'd accept. By conservative estimate, she thought this was the hundredth time her eyes had locked on the rock. She was still getting used to the weight on her finger. Veronica wasn't big on jewelery except the locket Lilly had given her shortly before she was murdered. Lilly. Veronica shut her eyes tightly against the unexpected rush of pain thoughts of her best friend still brought her. When she thought of what Lilly would've said about the news though, she couldn't help but smile. Lilly would've said with her trademark smirk, "I always knew if anyone could tame that boy, it would be you, Mars."

"Afraid it'll vaporize if you don't check to make sure it's still there?" Mac said, coming up to her and interrupting her guilt tinged ruminations about Lilly.

"What?"

"That giant rock on your finger. You keep looking down at it as though you're afraid it was just a figment of your imagination," Mac clarified. She ordered a glass of Cabernet Saugvignon.

They took their wine and headed over to an available table to the left of the makeshift bar. Mac found herself seeking out Dick. She honed in on him and Logan chatting over by the large fountain in the entry way-Logan's main contribution to their office environment.

"Just trying to get used to my new accessory," Veronica explained. "I was thinking about Lilly."

"Of course you were. This is a such a monumentally big day for you."

"Yes, it is. I miss her terribly still, and I probably always will. However, I am so lucky to have so many amazing friends in my life," Veronica rushed on to explain.

Mac didn't say anything. She just reached over and squeezed her friends' hand. "Ouch!" she said as she broke contact with Veronica.

"What?"

"Your rock just impaled me. It could be a deadly weapon," Mac teased.

"Funny," Veronica said dryly.

After Mac exhausted her ring jokes, the talk turned to wedding plans.

"Well, being that I've been engaged for all of thirty minutes now, I can't say we've finalized our plans yet."

"I bet Dick is already lobbying for Vegas," Mac guessed.

Just then the sound of Dick's booming voice carried over to them. "It's Vegas, dude! What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas! Everyone knows that!"

Veronica and Mac exchanged a glance and started laughing.

"Told you," Mac said gloating. She playfully stuck out her tongue.

"That's a sign right there," Veronica replied thoughtfully.

"Of an impending apocalypse?"

"Of coupledom. You've been spending so much time together; you start to know the other person so well, and you know how they think," Veronica explained. "You're getting serious now."

"No, we're just having fun. A lot of fun. I really like him. However, we're still in the having fun stage." Mac argued.

"What did you do last weekend?"

"We went up to Santa Barbara for the weekend."

"How about the weekend before that?"

"I helped Dick scout locations for the new San Diego location of Cho's Pizza." Mac said.

"Thanks for proving my point," Veronica said with smug satisfaction.

"What point?" Mac said confused.

"For two people supposedly just having fun, you and Dick spend an awful lot of time together. You're even doing serious things together. That seems pretty serious to me. You, my dear, are a couple," Veronica said triumphantly. "Hey, Dick!" she shouted.

"Yes, Ronnie?" Dick hollered back.

"Do you love Mac?" Veronica asked.

However, instead of shouting his reply Dick crossed over to their table, Logan trailing behind. He stood in front of Mac's chair and glanced briefly at Veronica, giving her a are you crazy look before staring deeply in those blue eyes he loved so much. "Of course I do! Why wouldn't I?" he asked in puzzlement at the question.

"See? Told you!" Veronica said gloating once again. She loved to be right.

"Oh," Mac answered back after what seemed like a long minute. Finally, she draped her arms around Dick, leaned towards him, and kissed him deeply. Once again the whole room faded into the background, and Dick was all she saw and tasted. Slowly, reluctantly, they both pulled away. "I love you, too," she whispered. Mac wasn't surprised at all to discover she meant every word. Dick grinned happily at her.

Logan exchanged a happy glance with his fiancee, and it occurred to him this anniversary party for his beloved company was really turning out to be a night of new beginnings.

"Oh my God! Her water broke!" Weevil yelled, cutting into Logan's musings. It was obvious Weevil was in a panic.

Logan grinned at Veronica. "Can we throw a party or what?" he said to Veronica.

She laughed and threw her arms around his neck. "You most definitely can!" she agreed. She gave him a quick hug.

Veronica took his hand and moved toward Weevil, who was beginning to look faint. Dick was yelling for a mop while Wallace was telling Weevil it would serve him right if it was twins. Veronica laughed softly. Their life together would never be dull.

The End...(For real!)

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