Summary: Roman Torchwick has nothing. He lost his job under false circumstances, his only family died, and his wife divorced him all within the span of three months. Coming to the conclusion that nothing in his life is worth living for, he decides to end it. Only to be rescued at the very last minute.

Roman then finds himself in the care of his divorce lawyer, Ruby Rose, and her military vet husband, Qrow. At first, Roman wants nothing to do with the small family. But as time goes on and he finds himself bonding with them and their three year old son, Phoenix, he begins to believe his life is worth living. While Ruby and Qrow find themselves wanting to be the ones to give him the love he deserves.

Prologue

How can it be so bright outside without the sun?

That was one of the thoughts Roman was using to distract himself from his other thoughts. The more painful and even darker ones that refuse to leave him alone. He stares outside his apartment window while laying on his couch, a nearly empty bottle of liquor in his hand. He was surrounded in darkness, but the slider door let in a large amount of light. Several things were scattered about on his coffee table. A laptop with his bank account's recent amount displayed on the screen, an empty bottle of the same alcoholic beverage that was in his hand, his scroll that was going off every other minute now instead of every other hour, endless amount of papers of every kind, and an empty bottle of pills.

Roman Torchwick sighed softly as he felt the affects of the medicine starting to take hold. Ever since the death of his little sister, he found himself unable to fall asleep, so his doctor prescribed him some sleeping pills. He was only to take two, but he had swallowed his entire three months supply. Ninety pills washed down with some Spiced Rose Liquor, his favorite drink. He had read that the medicine he was on worked twice as fast with alcohol. So he made sure to drink as much of it as he had. Just so all the pills would be affected.

It wouldn't be long now.

He could feel his heart slow, the dark living room swirled into one big blur. Soon he'd be with his family again. His mother who had died from cancer when he was ten. His father and stepmother who were killed by a drunk driver while coming home from a date night when he was seventeen. His baby sister, who was six when their parents died, who he raised even though he was little more than a child himself, who he loved more than anything in the world, killed by yet another careless driver that ran a red light. He had missed them all, and was now ready to see them again.

Sure, they might be a little upset at him for ending his own life, but there was just nothing for him in it. Aside from his family being dead, he had lost his job. He had worked at a high quality restaurant, as the main chief, and made over $20 an hour. The reason he was fired? They believed he had stolen from them. Over 1,000 cash was taken out of registers over night, and they blamed him because he was the last one to leave. It was a fair accusation, he assumed. But even though he had proved it wasn't him, they still fired him because they didn't know who else to blame. At least they didn't press charges, but he still hadn't been able to find another job since, and that was three months ago.

Then there was his divorce. Two years ago he had married his girlfriend he had been with since freshman college. Cinder had been an amazing person, smart, funny, beautiful. She seemed like the ideal girl for him. Until about last year, when she met another man. He had been older, then both of them, but was also rich. Very rich. He turned her head faster than Roman could ask what happened. She divorced him even faster. Their papers were finalized two months ago.

Tears slowly started to form in Roman's emerald eyes as he remembered his sister's accident. He had been at a meeting with his divorce lawyer when he had gotten the phone call. It was the hospital saying his sister had been admitted in critical condition. His lawyer had taken him there, but he hardly remembered the drive. When they had arrived, she was in a coma. The doctors told him the chances of her waking up were slim. He barely remembered his lawyer giving him her support. He had stayed at the hospital until the very end. When the doctors told him nothing was changing and he had to make the gut retching decision to pull her off the life support. His sister, his sweet baby sister, the last thing he cared about in his horrible existence, was pronounced dead. That was just this month.

Now he was here.

Using the last of his strength to lift the bottle to his lips, he downed the last swallows of the sweet and spiced liquid. It was the last thing he remembered before his eyes fell shut and he slumped over with a dead weight thud. The now empty bottle fell from his hand to the floor.

Then everything went dark...

Notes: Welcome to a new story! I'm giving the one shots a break and trying out more lengthy stories. I have recently gotten into the RubyXQrow ship (don't ask how, I have no idea!) which I understand is an uncomfortable ship for many, but it actually helped with the start of this story. I also really like the RomanXQrow ship, so I've decided to put them all together, to see what would happen. And this is the result: this story and creating my newest ship Spiced Rose Liquor.

For this story, it will be a modern AU. Qrow isn't Ruby's uncle in anyway and is only ten years older than her rather than twenty or more like in the show. So hopefully that'll make this story readable for some. If not, then don't read. If it does, then as always, enjoy the ride!

Updates may be slow, but I do plan to see this through till the end.