Hey summoners! This one-shot is about my favourite pairing in the game Jayce and Caitlyn! This chapter is quite a bit longer than my Shen x Akali one, but I'll make up for it by making part 2 for Shen x Akali later on. Feel free to R,R&R (Rate, Review and Request) and I hope you enjoy! (Waddlebuff, no citrus as of yet. I haven't done that before and I think I would just be bad at it X) But if I get enough requests for it, I will consider it.)

The woman walked throughout the Institute, walking towards the Fighter quarters. She wasn't wearing her usual purple top hat, and she walked very carefully as to not wake anyone up. The woman was Caitlyn, the famous sheriff of Piltover. She was a very young woman, which surprised most she met. She was quite beautiful, with pale blue eyes that shone like ice, and long brown hair which trailed down her back and over her shoulders. Her small purple dress was quite revealing, showing off those perfect, pale legs.

She looked up at the nearby room. The plaque showed one word. Fighter. Caitlyn sighed in relief. This was the one. She slowly opened the door, and then peeked inside. No one was there. She sighed in relief again and entered the room. She made her way over to his room. She knew where it was due to her being there before. She reached the door to his room and knocked softly. No response. He couldn't still be at the lab, surely? She knocked again, a little harder than the first, with no response yet again. She then looked around quickly behind her, to see if anyone was following her, then opened the door.

As Caitlyn entered the room, she allowed herself a silent gasp. The room was a lot larger on the inside than it looked from the outside. The room was neat and tidy, with the exception of many scattered papers on the table nearby. She found the scientist and inventor sitting down at his desk, with his face resting on some blueprints for projects he'd spent all of his time working on recently. He still had his white lab coat on, and his boots still on his feet. He seemed to be sleeping, his eyes flickering occasionally and his chest moving up and down in pattern with his breathing.

Caitlyn's mouth twitched into a slight smile. He was actually sleeping. Even though she had known the inventor for many years, she hadn't really seen him sleep before. He was always too focused on his work, and shrugged off any attempts Caitlyn made for him to stop working and rest. She moved forward towards the desk, walking around behind the chair Jayce sat on, and placed her small, delicate hand on the inventor's shoulder. She shook him lightly. "Jayce?" She whispered. "Jayce?" He made no response. Caitlyn sighed heavily. "Wake up already, you brute."

His left eye shot open and he quickly pushed his upper body upwards. His eyes blazed angrily. "Who's there? Don't you dare touch my papers!" Caitlyn stepped back a few paces in shock. Jayce opened both of his eyes, and then looked towards where Caitlyn was standing. His eyes widened slightly. "Cait? What are you doing here?" He moved too quickly then, and slid off the chair, falling the floor with a gasp of surprise. He landed with a thud, many of the papers on the desk gracefully hovering down to the floor. Caitlyn giggled, and covered her mouth with her hand before moving over to help the clumsy inventor to his feet. Jayce nodded thanks then frowned at her with concern.

"Cait, what are you doing here? You shouldn't be wandering around the Institute by yourself at this hour."

Caitlyn smiled. "I can take care of myself."

Jayce rolled his eyes in their sockets. "Yes, I'm fully aware of that. So what is it then?" He suddenly grinned. "Break a nail? Cupcake recipe missing?" He then noticed her hat was not on her head. He grinned again. "Ah, so that's what it is. Well, sheriff, I haven't seen it."

"That's not what this is about and you know it!" Caitlyn snapped, then folded her arms across her chest. "This is serious, Jayce."

"You find everything serious." Jayce muttered.

"I heard that!"

"No, you didn't." Jayce responded, a little too quickly.

She sighed then continued. "About what happened in our match today..."

Jayce rolled his eyes. "Not this again."

Caitlyn looked at the tall inventor with sad eyes. "Why'd you do it?"

Jayce placed a hand on his forehead. "Look, I'm a protector, okay? It's what I do. I-"

Caitlyn interrupted him. "That's not good enough. I want a real answer."

"Woah, woah, hold on a minute. How is that not a real answer?"

"You know what happened. You didn't need to risk your life to save me then. So, why did you?"

"We don't actually die, we come back anyway. So what's the big deal?"

"Exactly. The 'big' deal is that if I did die then, I would've just come back anyway. So why did you jump in like that?"

Jayce sighed. He did remember the event. The images of that battle appeared in his mind, and began to replay the sacrifice he made...

The match was going quite well. Jayce had won top lane against Darius, surprisingly. Jayce smirked as he appeared back at the base, the magic from the summoners healing his wounds. After he was fully healed, he started back out towards the middle lane, where Caitlyn, the girl he had a crush on, but was too scared to admit it, was defending the turret against the other five members. By herself. Jayce picked up the pace, and when he finally arrived, his grip on his hammer tightened. Caitlyn was seriously wounded, blood seeping out of her injuries. His eyes widened as a ghostly spear was thrown at the sheriff, speeding through the air.

Caitlyn looked up, to see the spear heading straight for her. Her eyes widened in fear, and she closed her eyes, bracing for impact. But it never came. She slowly opened her eyes, to see the spear point right in front of her face, but not moving. She came to her senses and saw that the handsome inventor and her close friend, Jayce, had stepped in front of her, the spear impaling itself inside his chest. "Jayce?!" She shrieked. Jayce stood forward, holding his hammer in both hands. He then turned around, a fiery determination in his grey eyes. "Cait, get out of here! I'll handle them." Caitlyn's eyes widened yet again. "You can't take on all of them by yourself." Jayce's fiery determination turned to sadness. "I know, but I can try. Please, Cait... for me." He then turned, and ran towards the the enemy teams five members. With tears streaming down her face, Caitlyn ran back towards the base, leaving Jayce behind, to fight the enemy team alone.

When she made it to the base, she heard the announcer's voice in the sky. The announcer yelled in awe, "Blue Team Pentakill! Jayce defeats all members of the Red team by himself before going down! Spectacular!" The crowd roared, cheering in a massive frenzy. Caitlyn smiled as she looked up into the sky. Somehow, she knew Jayce wouldn't go down easily. With that determination in his eyes, it would take more then five champions to take him down.

Back in the real world, Caitlyn was getting impatient. "So? Are you going to answer me or what?"

Jayce looked down at the floor. "Cait... I did it not because I am a protector, but because I care for you."

Caitlyn was about to respond , but then she froze. "Wh-what?" She stammered.

"At any time, I would gladly give my life to save yours. You mean too much to me for me to let you die, under any circumstance."

"Jayce..."

"I died for you, because I love you."

Caitlyn gasped, covering her mouth with her hand. She then slowly removed it before speaking. "Really? You do?" She spoke softly.

Jayce slapped his forehead. "I shouldn't have said that, should I? I always say the stupidest things, I-"

He was interrupted by Caitlyn pressing her lips against his. Jayce was stunned. Caitlyn was... kissing him? She then pulled herself away, and glared at him with serious eyes. "Why didn't you tell me?"

Jayce sighed. "Because I was afraid to."

Caitlyn raised an eyebrow. "You? Afraid? I didn't think you knew the meaning of the word."

Jayce grinned. "Tell me about it."

Caitlyn then wrapped her arms around the large inventor and hugged him tightly to her small form. "Oh Jayce, why didn't you say something?"

Jayce lost his grin, and sighed again. "Like I said, I was too afraid to tell you. I thought that you wouldn't see my as a friend if I told you how I felt." Jayce paused, then asked in a nervous tone. "Do you... feel the same way?"

Caitlyn spoke her words into his chest. "I always have. I never thought you'd feel the same way, seeing as you flirt with nearly every female in the League."

"I'm sorry, Cait. It's just for fun, nothing more."

Caitlyn sighed in relief. "Good, because I don't share."

"Of course." Jayce looked up at the ceiling. "So, the Defender of Piltover with the Sheriff. People will talk." He told her, chuckling.

"Let them talk. It doesn't matter to me."

"If you aren't worried, then neither am I."

The two remained in each others arms, Jayce gently stroking Caitlyn's brown hair. Meanwhile, outside of his room, a certain blonde explorer and a blonde light mage were eavesdropping from behind the couch, occasionally peeking over the top to see what was happening. Both of them heard the whole conservation. Both of them were stunned by Jayce's words. This wasn't the Jayce they knew. The light mage looked to the explorer with a scowl. "Why don't you ever say anything like that to me, Ezreal?"

The explorer, named Ezreal, placed a hand over her lips. "Shut it! They'll hear us!"

"Do you think they'll find us here?" The light mage asked in a quiet voice.

"Not if you learn how to be quiet. You are almost as bad as a drunken Gragas, Lux."

She glared at him with cold eyes. "What do we do now, smart ass?"

"We can't do anything now. We have to wait until they go to sleep."

"And if they don't?"

"Please stop talking now."

"What?!" The light mage shrieked at the top of her lungs. Caitlyn's head shot up, and glanced over towards the couch, where the noise came from. It sounded... familiar. She frowned. "Did you hear that?"

"No." Jayce replied hastily, before turning her head gently and placing his lips on hers. Caitlyn quite quickly forgot about the noise, focusing her full attention on the man she loved. They spent the rest of the night laying in Jayce's bed, wrapped in each others arms. Caitlyn rested her head against Jayce's chest, sleeping with a smile on her face to the sound of his heart beat. Jayce watched her sleep for a time, before sleep overtook him.

Once they were asleep, the explorer and the light mage snuck out of the room, and once outside of the Fighter quarters Lux slapped the Arcane mage on the back of the head. Ezreal's head jerked forward upon contact, and he rubbed his head with his gloved hand. "What was that for?" He asked with irritation in his voice.

"That's for insulting me, you ass!"

"You'd better stop calling me that."

"Or what?" Lux asked, placing her hands on her hips.

Ezreal grinned. "Or I'll tell Garen that you went to Gragas' bar with Katarina without his permission again."

Lux gasped. "You wouldn't!"

"Watch me."

Lux reached forward to grab him, but he jumped free with a laugh, then started running down the hall. Lux began chasing after him. "I'll get you for this, Ezreal!" She shouted as she continued chasing him down the hallway. Ezreal laughed again as he picked up the pace. "Get back here!" Lux screamed, and she heard another short laugh in response. She growled under her breath as she started running faster. This was going to be a long night.