Veronica meets her past REDONE

Setting: Taking place five years after High School and Veronica works as a junior officer at the FBI, specializing in undercover work. And the time has come for Neptune Highs 5 year reunion…

Summary: Veronica five years after High School. About to attend a high school reunion and there she will finally have closure and not only in her loVe life.

A/N: Hi again. I'm struggling with two stories at the moment and can't seem to get them the way I want. That means that I always concentrate on something else as I battle the demons so to speak. This is a remake of my very first VM story published. I almost cringe every time I read it seeing all the spelling errors and the outline of the text...lol. So I'm doing this every time I am on a dead end on the other stories, I won't update regularly. For those who would rather keep the original I promise I'll keep it up – this is the more detailed version, with maybe one or two new twists along the way. Thoughts are in italics.

So without further ado, enjoy!

Chapter 1: Arriving

The music pored loudly out of the speakers, glitter and tons of balloons hung all around the first-class ballroom the reunion organizers had rented for the evening.

People were slowly arriving for the event of the year and looked extremely happy to be there too.

Not everyone felt that way though – one person in particular felt the exact opposite.

Veronica Mars.

The blonde girl, nay woman had just entered the building hesitantly, but the ballroom doors were wide open and she had already caught a glimpse of the room.

"Well mars, you better put your invisible guard up –just in case" Veronica thought to herself, "there's no going back now".

A few yards away from her an ordinary table stood decorated in a ridiculously large amount of green and yellow tulle, the school colours and Veronica suppressed her need to whisper mockingly as one of the old jocks hi fived another at the sight of their old colours, "go pirates."

Veronica eventually beat her childish impulse down and returned her attention to the table. Behind it sat Mandy, the girl Veronica had once helped find her dog Chester. The braces were long gone and her shoulder long dark hair was a bit more fashionable, but none the less Geek was written all over her kind face.

"Nice to know some things haven't changed."

At that moment Mandy was talking eagerly to another old "friend" of Veronicas, Kimmi who had been eternal runner up to the deceased Meg Manning.

Veronica sighed internally when her thoughts turned to the dead girl, who died so unjust at the hands of Cassidy Cassablancas. "Don't go down that road now," Veronica mutely advised herself and then forcibly shook off the bad memories.

As she stood hidden in shadow - watching Mandy give Kimmi a nametag and point to the ballroom door with a loud giggle, Veronica sighed again. These last few months had been hard on her and she really didn't want to spend one of her few days off on this. "It's necessary, people depend on you, girly girl so suck it up!" Veronica chastised herself.

More people were poring through the entrance doors, thankfully not noticing Veronica's hiding spot in the dark corner and she couldn't really believe she was there. Veronica Mars at a reunion party, what was that all about?

A lot had happened in these five years since High School. A year ago her time at Hearst would have been over, but faith wanted it otherwise.

Veronica thought to herself when her feet didn't seem to want to do her bidding:" What's the matter, a Mars has never run away from a fight, get in there!"

She straightened up and reluctantly walked out from the shadow hiding her.

Mandy's brown green eyes lit up with a glimpse of pure idolization at the sight of Veronica. Apparently she too remembered Veronica's role in the whole Chester affair.

"Veronica!" She yelled out, pushing through the line of waiting classmates – totally oblivious to their pained outbursts after they'd gotten back on their feet and flung herself around the much smaller woman.

"Oh, I'm so glad you could come tonight! I have made such great surprises for tonight! You won't believe it! I can't believe you're actually here, you're gonna love tonight I promise!"

Without taking in much of a breath Mandy continued with pure glee:" Uh and Chester is now a daddy and I have his puppy, I named her Lester!" Mandy showed every sign of wanting to go into picture mode and Veronica said with an apologetic smile:" I'm really happy for you Mandy, but I just need my nametag and then I have to meet someone inside."

"Please don't let her see through my lie," Veronica desperately thought – her patience for innocent people hadn't exactly increased over the years, "I don't wanna risk hurting her feelings!"

Luckily Mandy just smiled even more brightly, forgetting – fortunately- about the pictures and grabbed Veronicas arm and pulled her to the table with all the nametags (once again shoving unsuspecting victims out of her way).

All the way through the crowd Mandy kept talking as fast always:" Like you need a nametag anyway; no one could forget your name. You have helped every one of us at one time or another, I owe you so much. Here we go, you look great by the way – love it all," Mandy said while she gently placed the nametag upon Veronica's tight black dress.

Veronica smiled briefly again and hurried inside. It wasn't that she didn't like Mandy, she just hardly ever interacted with people who adored her so obviously and it made her uncomfortable, only one could get away with it and sadly that person wasn't here.

"I hope he's gonna be here," Veronica muttered. "I also really hope this night doesn't end in bloodshed..." she added mentally and finally entered the ballroom.

A/N2: I hope new readers enjoyed and that the old ones won't kill me for attempting this. Please Review in any case! I promise that I will lengthen the old chapters with more details so it won't be all the same all the time.

And for the one and only time:

The VM universe doesn't belong to me, only Rob. I just play around and make no money what so ever!

Ditte Mai