Greetings All, this is a story that will be written from Caitlyn's perspective but still third person. This story will follow Vi and Caitlyn as their relationship grows from mere acquaintances, to friends, to possibly more.


Chapter One: The beginning

There were only two cases that the Sheriff of Piltover has ever left open. One being the mysterious case of the thief C. That cunning artifact snatcher has dodged her one too many times, somehow managed to best Caitlyn's bullets, forcing the ravishing beauty to miss every shot she's aimed at the figure. The other being a rather difficult case, but not like C at all. This case left Caitlyn frequently puzzled, scanning it over again to figure out just who this girl was.

It was a typical Thursday night, and running close to midnight. The Sheriff was sitting at her desk, both case folders sprayed out in front of her on the desk; however the C case was pushed slightly under the one she was studying painstakingly. This case wasn't necessarily about a criminal, but more a vigilante trying to right her previous wrongs. The vigilant went by the alias of Vi. Now from what Caitlyn has found on this woman she knows that Vi grew up on the outskirts of Piltover, or at least that's where she allegedly grew up. There is still some question to Caitlyn if the pinkette actually grew up in slums or in Zaun, when Vi was asked she kind of just shrugged and said "dunno." Then again she had been drinking when she was asked this by one of Caitlyn's lead investigators who had gone undercover to learn more about the woman.

There were definite blanks on this woman's life. Caitlyn did not like having blanks on any of her cases, but for some reason the pieces weren't fitting together correctly. Vi had confessed to being a part of a Zaun gang, but would give no information on the gang. Her words were exactly "You can ask whatever ya want about me, I don't give a shit what you know about me. I may be a deserter, but I'm no sellout." There was a strong sense of loyalty, and justice within this Robin Hood-esque woman. Steal from those that stole in the first place.

Caitlyn runs her free hand through her long midnight hair, her brows furrowing as she reads through once more. It had been a while now since Caitlyn had been studying this case, and every time she comes to the same verdict. This woman should not be arrested. Vi is honestly just doing what she knows, and what she thinks is right. She has a high sense of loyalty, honor, and skill that could be incredibly viable to Piltover. She's just using her abilities in a fashion that is less than helpful to the city.

Mulling it over a while Caitlyn comes to the realization of what she should do. She needed to get the woman off the streets that's for sure, but she has too much talent to rot away in a jail cell. What if she could reform the vigilante? Turn her into an elite enforcer, and not only would the brute force be able to help the city, but maybe just maybe it could help her finally catch C. The midnight haired woman presses her tongue against her teeth making a loud clicking sound. She'd have to go on a whim here, without backup, and just take a chance hunting this woman down.

In Vi's file listed is a bar that Vi apparently frequents in the lower end of Piltover called the "Metal Lion." If Caitlyn would have any luck in finding this woman it would be there.

Placing the files down neatly she goes about sorting everything back into the correct folder, and then gently places them in her desk drawer. The dark haired woman stands and stretches, gently brushing off any sort of crumb or dust that could be on her white shirt, and tan riding pants. For once the officer wasn't in her Institution mandated dress code, instead she opted for something more appropriate for the winter weather. She shrugs on her blazer, and places her paperboy cap on her head before heading out of the office making sure everything was locked behind her.


The trip to the pub wasn't that far of a trek. She had taken her sleek black regulation car so the journey only lasted a few minutes. Stepping out of her warm car, and into the cold air she takes a moment to look over the pub. For being in the lower part of the city it didn't look run down. In fact the pub looked quite well taken care of, and shockingly enough busy. Caitlyn walked toward the door and gently pushed it open. At first glance she could tell she stood out like a sore thumb. Most of the patrons in the bar were men from the low end, and a few women here and there; however they were mostly prostitutes.

Needless to say it wasn't hard to spot Vi. The pinkette was currently chugging "Graggy ice" in her right hand, and arm wrestling the biggest guy in the pub with her left. She was winning. After a rather triumphant celebration for defeating the man that sat in front of her, she promptly moves over to the bar and orders another Graggy.

Caitlyn moved up beside the pinkette ordering a "Long Island Iced Tea." Vi had heard her accent, which is what Caitlyn wanted. Now she had the pinkette's attention. Vi was staring clear at Caitlyn, looking the woman over and raising a brow before wolf whistling. "Well damn, and uptown girl. Looking for a bit of rough?" she asks purring drunkenly at the mysterious babe.

"Actually no, I was looking for you." Caitlyn chimes before turning to the bartender and asking him to get Vi a water instead of Graggy Ice. He nodded in understanding and places a water in front of the pinkette.

"Watcha want with me, doll?" The pinkette finally lowers her brows and looks at her seriously. "If this is about a job I can't help you. I'm out of that business." She says taking a sip of her water, making a face. Understanding that this very much was NOT her order.

Caitlyn stirs her long island before taking a sip, and sighing. "No no it has nothing to do with that. I was just, curious about you." She decides to play along with Vi's flirtatious games at least until the woman sobered up a bit for Caitlyn to talk to her seriously. The pinkette looks relieved by that, and scoots closer to Caitlyn, a wolfish grin lighting up her features.

"So you are a lady looking for a tramp then." She erupts in a whole hearted laughter. "I could be that tramp if you want. For as long as you want. Ladies like you, they don't come in here a lot." Even though Vi was flirting and playfully teasing the Sheriff, she wasn't trying to touch or get too close to her.


They talk for around two hours, Vi constantly flirting, desperately trying to get Caitlyn to agree to go on a date with her. While Caitlyn calmly continued to turn her down, waiting for the pinkette to sober up. Getting close to 2:30 Vi finally was as sober as can be.

"Last call" the bartender chimes.

"I should get home." Caitlyn says sliding off the bar stool, Vi following in suit. "It's dangerous for a lady like you to walk home this late." Vi beams. "Let me at least walk you to uptown. It'll be safer for you there." Caitlyn nods in agreement, and the pair leaves the bar together.

"Vi, I feel the need to tell you that I am in fact the Sheriff of Piltover, and can walk myself home." Caitlyn says, deciding to reveal who she was. The second of silence that followed afterward was spent with Caitlyn hoping the other woman wouldn't run.

"… I know. But I was hoping we could leave all of that shit out of the way, and I could actually you know talk to someone like they are a genuine human being." She says looking down at Caitlyn. "Why bring it up now though? Were you waiting for me to drop my guard? That's not going to happen. If you want to arrest me, you'll have to catch me. It's not as easy as it sounds, princess."

Caitlyn shakes her head. "No, I'm not here to arrest you. I wouldn't have come alone and talked to you for so long if I were." Caitlyn pauses in her steps making Vi turn to look at her. "I actually sought you out to invite you to be a part of the Piltover Police Department, specifically under my command as my deputy." She says her face very stern.

Vi looks at her, quiet for a second before grinning like a fool. "You serious? You're serious! HA!" with that Vi begins to cackle, pointing at the Sheriff and laughing up a storm. "You're offering me a way off the streets, to not be chased by the popo anymore AND I get to beat people up as a job?" She snorts and gently pushes Caitlyn playfully. Well I suppose it was supposed to be gently, in fact she actually pushed Caitlyn back by quite a bit, and left a rather large red mark.

"Who would say no to that?" The pinkette said between laughter. "Sure sheriff, I'll do it." She turns her grin to Caitlyn again.

Caitlyn was to say the least very surprised by the response. She had honestly thought the other would say no in a heartbeat, and yet here was Vi laughing her agreement out. "V-Very well then. I expect you to swing by the station around noon tomorrow, and we can get you all set up and approved to join the force."

"I'll be there princess."