Title: Call Me What You Like
Summary: AU Heroes/VM crossover. After Angela fires her, Elle decides on a new way to make money. But in Neptune she meets five men who have one thing in common: They all call her Veronica.
Characters/Pairings: Elle/Jake Kane, Elle/Logan Echolls, Elle/Vinnie Van Lowe, Elle/Cliff McCormack, Elle/Sheriff Don Lamb, mentions Veronica, HRG, Keith, Thompson/Candace and a few more
Rating: R (softcore smut, nothing graphic)
Spoilers: 3x02 of Heroes, General Veronica Mars spoilers
Word Count: Disclaimer: Heroes nor Veronica Mars are owned by me, but by NBC and Rob Thomas. I'm simply borrowing these characters for non-profit entertainment.
A/N: Takes place after an AU S3 of Veronica Mars

Logan:

Logan Echolls had thought he had to have been hallucinating when he saw Elle inside the lobby of the Neptune Grand. She was just walking through on her way to the bar and he made a beeline straight for her. He almost knocked a few people down in the process but he couldn't care, not when he thought Veronica was back in town.

Elle was sipping her newly arrived fruity blue concoction up at the bar when she saw the wide-eyed, twenty-something-year-old man gaping at her.

"Veronica? Why didn't you call me?" he asked, unable to believe Veronica would just sneak back into town without giving him at least some kind of head's up that she was thinking about coming back home. Maybe they hadn't still been together when she left, but he liked to think they were still close friends.

Elle looked to him, wondering if he was really talking to her. "Excuse me?"

"Why didn't you call me?"

" I don't know you." He was looking at her like he actually did know her, she had to admit. Really, it was kind of creepy since she couldn't remember ever seeing him before be it at The Company or here in Neptune.

"Is this a joke, Veronica?"

Veronica. There was that name again. She had missed it the first time he called her that, but she heard it clear as day now. Whoever this girl was it appeared she was quite popular, Elle figured. "I'm Elle, but you can call me what you like," she told him with a smile.

Logan looked her over again. Another undercover assignment? No. She did have a few, incredible subtle though they were, differences from his former girlfriend. A different sort of mischievous glint in her blue eyes, a twinge of innocence Veronica hadn't had in years and apparently an even stronger straightening iron to her hair… It was hard to imagine, but she really might not be Veronica after all. Still, he missed her and maybe sitting down and having a drink with this Elle might be better then going back up to his room alone.

"I'm Logan," he told her finally. Adding with a smirk, "And you can call me Logan. So, what are ya havin'?"

She saw him indicate to her drink and nearly smirked. "If you're about to offer to buy me a drink, I should tell you it might be more then you can afford."

He gave her a half-smile in acknowledgment. Figured. The woman looked this much like Veronica and was a hooker. Just his luck. "I can afford it," he assured her. And just because he could didn't mean he wanted to have to, but he missed Veronica that much. Paying for a look-alike's services just might happen sooner than he had ever imagined.

Elle couldn't claim to mind the penthouse treatment at the Neptune Grand. And it was impressive that he actually lived there. He paid her for the whole night and he held her, which may have surprised him more than her, he couldn't stop saying how much he missed her, how much he missed having her there beside him and his hands never seemed to leave her body even when she finally did fall asleep.

When morning came Elle simply got up, pulled her clothes back on and took her money. Though she did leave Logan with a smile when she realized he had been watching her.

She hadn't expected to get picked up last night, on what she had decided would be her night off, but she had been glad these guys who liked this Veronica woman were willing to pay so well for the fantasy she didn't even have to work to give them.