The Universe's Mixer

The preparations for the official formation of the City chapter of the Justice League were set. At least, as set as they could be. Dinah still had her reservations about the person manning the Tower, but the Justice League was needed in the City. She was sure of that. And she thought the City might accept that too. After all, it could very easily have taken away the Clocktower or sent some of them home or done any number of things to get in their way.

She didn't like the idea of the City handpicking their staff either, but Jensen deserved a chance. Dinah would be watching him like a hawk until he proved himself, but for now it was time to at least see how it worked out.

The Clocktower seemed to have grown to accommodate the new team. There was now a second apartment for Jensen and there was an entire subbasement that Dinah either hadn't been aware of or hadn't existed until they'd started planning to get the band back together. The basement had more than enough room for a lab for Hank and a training facility for the rest of them.

Dinah waited in the computer room for everyone to arrive. It shouldn't take Jensen too long since he just lived downstairs at least. And she could only hope that the City allowed everyone else to make it there without much trouble.

She'd been a little busy since she'd been hit by Lindsey's truck, but she hadn't forgotten that she owed him a thank you and an apology. Now that she wasn't limping quite so much she figured it was time to get on that. Being the season it was and as in the festive spirit as she was Zee decided this would be perfect.

Shopping was easy. The hard part was tracking down where Lindsey lived. All there had been on the business card he gave her was a phone number. She had tried a few scry spells but they didn't give reliable results with a map of the City since the dang streets changed all the time. Finally she tried the internet with a reverse phone look up and thwapped herself in the head as an address came right up. "Brilliant, Zee."

She called a cab, not wanting to rely on her own navigational skills. Teleporting was right out. The cab drivers must have some sort of weird pact with the City since he didn't have any trouble getting her to the Lindsey's. She overpaid him, hey it was the holidays!, then went up to the door, gift wrapped package tucked under her arm. This was going to suck if he wasn't home!

She rang the bell then pulled her new scarf closer around her neck.

Logan didn't usually like Christmas. Christmas at the Echolls household had involved big showy parties where everything was over-the-top and everyone looked the other way while his dad had snuck off with half the female guests at the party. Then there was the actual day of, which usually involved presents (the good) and fights, generally of the particularly nasty kind that Logan preferred to repress.

Repressing was always good.

All his dislike for Christmas aside, he knew that Veronica did like Christmas. He also knew that this was her first Christmas where she didn't even have the option to celebrate with her dad. While he couldn't literally relate to missing a father, he knew how close Veronica was with her father and he knew that this time of year might be hard for her.

Which was why he was more than willing to celebrate Christmas with his girlfriend. He was doing well at Caritas, though not nearly as well as when he'd been living off the trust fund. All the same, he was doing well enough to get something nice for her.

So he showed up, right on time, at Veronica's apartment and pushed the buzzer to be let in.