New chapter for the story! I hope you enjoy it! This one does have somethings in it that aren't fully explained as of this chapter, so fair warning ahead. All will be explained but in later parts of the story. But regardless I hope you like it!

Weiss stood by her car, parked a few blocks from the coffee shop. She awaited the text from Pyrrha saying that she was there or on her way. She didn't want her to walk that far if she could avoid it.

Pyrrha though seemed unperturbed with the distance as she turned the corner. "Hello, Weiss!" she said, as she flung herself down the street on her crutches.

"Hi, Pyrrha, do you need any help?" she asked.

"Not at all, I've gotten quite used to these. It's sort of fun now!" She smiled and hugged Weiss, balancing herself on her leg.

"I haven't seen you since before the accident. I'm sorry in advance if I stare," she warned nervously.

"It's no trouble at all, like I said. I've actually gotten used to it."

"How long do you have to wait for the prosthetic?"

"I'm actually debating getting one now, after it's all said and done. But enough about that, let's go!" she moved away quickly on her crutches. Weiss walked beside her, carrying Pyrrha's purse as they walked together to the coffee shop.

"It's been a while hasn't it?" Weiss asked.

"Since graduation, almost eight years by now," she said. They sat at an outdoor table as a waitress came by with menus and straws.

"How is Jaune?" Weiss asked, absent-mindedly skimming over the menu.

"He's been doing well and he's been so supportive through all of this. It's nice to see he's finally recovering as well."

"How did he take it when it happened?"

"He met me in the hospital that night and stayed through the night. Every time I needed anything he was there, I could actually see him outside of the operating room before they put me to sleep. By the time I woke up he was sitting there in the room next to me."

"Wow," Weiss said with a smile.

"In fact the day after it happened he got on one knee, he just proposed on the spot. He said he'd been planning it for a while, but this just sealed the deal for him. He wasn't going to let me go through this alone. It was an amazing feeling."

"I had heard you'd gotten married but that was it, what exactly happened?"

"Well we just eloped. We got the certificate after I got out of the hospital and he carried me into our apartment bridal style. It's been rough but it's actually smoothing out as we speak. We were thinking on our fifth anniversary we'd have a real ceremony."

"Sounds interesting," Weiss smirked thinking of Yang.

"What about you, I knew there was someone in school but what happened?"

"Well we didn't last, but we parted as friends at least. Since then I haven't been looking so there hasn't been much of a chance."

"Well at least you ended on a good note," Pyrrha said happily. The waitress returned with their drinks and the two gave their orders. "So I had heard you got hired at Beacon, which sounds exciting."

"It is actually, it's an office job but at least I do something interesting. Besides after I got out of college it was a blessing to have the job."

"How is Ozpin as a boss? I'd heard his pretty iron fist about his employees."

"He's actually not as scary as I thought. He's this very calm, very quiet man. I've gotten to meet him a few times but I've barely heard him speak because he just reads his reports and sips coffee."

"How strange, I wonder why the rumors fly like that then."

"Hard to say, but he's apparently very happy with me. From what I heard of my old manager he's the reason I got promoted last year."

"That's good to hear."

"Yeah," Weiss said. "So what about you, is it safe to assume that you aren't chasing your old career anymore?"

"You mean basketball?" she asked with a smirk. She wiggled the remaining part of her leg under the table comically. "No, but Nora told me I could kick some rear in a wheelchair league if I wanted. I'm actually looking into helping Jaune with his job."

"What does he do?"

"He works as a hire-on for different construction companies, he'll work for one company for a year or so then get transferred. I'm looking to get him a personal business, doing the same thing but for better rates."

"Sounds fun at least."

"True, but he travels a lot because of it." She shook her head a little. "That hasn't been exactly healthy for our relationship but it's always worth it when he comes home. He took on a job a few months ago where he was gone for three months solid, but he came back and paid off all of our medical bills in one go. I'm happy that he's doing well but it's still sad to see him work himself so hard."

"Well at least you'll have a great nest egg started up."

"That's actually good because Jaune and I have been talking about having a child." She grinned excitedly as the waitress brought their meals. Weiss had an exotic looking salad and water, Pyrrha had a hearty sandwich with a thick stew and coffee.

"Really, wow, time flies."

"I know, but we talked about it and we think now that things are calming down a bit it's a viable option."

"I'm sorry, I know he's probably grown and changed but all I can see is the skinny little dork I knew in high school. And that image of him trying to be a dad is scaring me a little." Weiss laughed thinking of when he tripped during an attempt to serenade Pyrrha and landed face first on his guitar.

"Well he hasn't changed completely, but he's matured a lot. I think I sort of forced him too because of the accident."

"You seem pretty calm talking about this now."

"Well it's been four years; I got over it rather quickly. But Jaune took it harder than I did I think," Pyrrha admitted.

"Yeah," Weiss continued to eat her salad but Pyrrha had grown full after half of her sandwich.

"So I had wanted to ask, how is your family? I know it was rough before graduation but I had heard it got worse."

"Well I had a falling out big enough that I left Atlas for good, and I didn't speak to my father for two years."

"I'm sorry."

"I've gotten over it," Weiss said bluntly. "I told my father that I was going to make my own decisions, and if he couldn't handle it then I would make my own way. I'd been saving up my own money for years so it shocked him when I wasn't averse to being cut off."

"You went to college here didn't you?"

"Yes, I just left everything behind. I'm not inclined to ever go back to Atlas. But you went to Patch didn't you?"

"Yes I did, it was quite fun. In fact one of my friends from Patch lives here now."

"That's good," Weiss said. "I actually talked to him last night though."

"Really?! What happened?"

"Well I found out he talked to my boss behind my back, but before I could get mad he just asked if I needed anything."

"Anything, like what?"

"Like money for 'unforeseen expenses', he was asking dad questions."

"Do you know why?"

"Apparently my boss gave him a glowing report; it caught him off guard I think. About how serious I was about what I'm doing."

"Well was it civil?"

"Yes also surprisingly. We even said I love you to each other."

"That's good!"

"Yes it is. I'm not sure if I should be happy, or skeptical. I feel like I should be wary about what's coming."

"Well he's acting like a father now right?"

"Yes, but at the same time; the tone shift is too different. It's too much of a change."

"Well you two didn't talk for two years, that's a long time to think on what happened. I'm sure you thought about it too."

Weiss looked into her glass and stared at the reflection broken by small clear pieces of ice. "Maybe not as much as I should have," she admitted quietly.

"Well then it seems your dad started the process for you, maybe it is time to forgive."

"He still has a lot to apologize for," she said with force.

"I didn't mean to imply he didn't, but at the same time I think the best thing might be to meet half-way."

Weiss stayed quiet thinking about her father and what had transpired.

"What if he doesn't want to forgive?"

"Then there's nothing you can do at that point, but the key is you did your best. Something I know that's very important to you, if I remember anything about you."

Weiss nodded.

"I'm still envious," she admitted. "You had everything then, and it seems you everything now. Even after what happened, you came out on top. I wanted that, I still do. You were always so victorious, I wanted that so desperately."

"You're working towards your victory," Pyrrha said happily. "I'm sure something in your life has already started; now it's just time to let the snowball go."

Weiss immediately thought of Ruby and Yang. "Maybe it has."

The two paid for their meals but continued to sit and talk for another hour. "Oh I had wanted to show you this; it was a picture Nora sent to me." Pyrrha flipped through her scroll quickly and Weiss soon looked at Nora holding an old hammer high above her head standing on the top of an old castle.

"Where is she?"

"I'm not sure, but she said that Ren took the picture. She tagged the picture as 'Queen of the Castle'."

"Well that's certainly a flashback," Weiss said with a smile.

"I thought you'd appreciate that."

"Well it was certainly good to see you again, Pyrrha, we'll need to do this again."

"Agreed, hopefully not eight years later."

"Yes, do you need any help back to your house?"

"If you wouldn't mind, I live nearby though."

They continued to talk as they walked to Pyrrha's apartment complex.

"Is Jaune home? I'd like to see him again too."

"Well unfortunately not, but he should be back next week if you'd like to meet up again."

"I'd like that."

The two parted ways and Weiss started walking back to her car, taking her time to really think about Pyrrha's words. She leaned against her car for a few moments still thinking, when she saw someone fall on the hood of her car.

"Are you okay?!" she asked, worried. She reached into her pocket to call the hospital when she saw them get up. They staggered around for a moment before falling to their knees. "Did you have too much to drink?" she asked. She knelt beside the man and tried to help him up but he wouldn't budge. He clung to the ground like his life depended on it. She tried to get a look at his face but to no avail, the sun was starting to set behind them making the parking lot dim. "Sir?"

He snapped his head up and Weiss' breathing stopped.

Eight.

She scrambled back but he grabbed her ankles and knocked her to the ground. Weiss fought back and got out of his hold but he was still faster. He pinned her against the wall and bared again. She wanted to scream, she wanted to plead for help. But there was nothing she could do; she was too scared to scream. His eyes were blank, his panting was feral and frantic, and he was sweating profusely. Weiss almost pitied him.

But she wouldn't let it end this way. She finally managed to scream and he held his head in obvious pain. She pushed him away and turned to her car, she got to her door but before she could open the door he tackled her. Her arm was shredded by the concrete and the smell of blood just made it worse. He had her arms pinned and she couldn't kick him away. He raised his hand to grab her head, she'd closed her eyes. She tried screaming again but no one was around.

She felt warm, it was odd. Soon there was a silence where there was her screaming. She peeled her eyes open and saw the man who had her pinned slowly turning to embers on top of her. A man stood above her holding a sword to his side and a shield hung on his back. She looked around and a woman helped raise her to her feet. Weiss saw she was talking but couldn't make out any words.

"…ou okay? Ma'am? Are you okay?" the woman asked. She was the woman who bought her the coffee on Friday.

"Yes, I'm f-fine," Weiss said. She looked as the man started cleaning up behind her. "Who are you?" she asked.

"We just stopped to help. We heard you scream, but the important thing is you're okay?" she asked.

Weiss nodded and moved against her car again, leaning against the door. The two were trying to talk quietly but Weiss could still hear them.

"Was this the one?" the man asked.

"Yes, he was way too far gone," the woman said in a sigh. "He couldn't have been older than 20."

"It's a shame, but that's the only rouge we've seen for a few weeks. They're thinning out finally."

"True."

"I'd better get back, Pyrrha's probably worried about me."

"Tell her I said hi."

Weiss snapped her head up and looked at the man starting to walk away. "J-Jaune?!" she asked. The man turned suddenly and looked back at Weiss.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Jaune Arc? Signal High School?" she asked incredulously.

The man and woman just stood and blinked.

"Yes," the man said slowly. "If that's what you think then sure."

"It'd be best if you just-," the woman tried to intercede but Weiss pushed past them.

"Pyrrha said you were traveling with family! What are you doing here?!"

"Can I ask my first question again, you know the one about who you are?" he asked.

"I'm Weiss!"

Jaune's eyes widened and his jaw hung low. "Weiss Schnee?" he asked slowly.

"Yes!"

"Ah," Jaune bit his upper lip in contemplation. "This complicates things."

"I'll take her home, I'll deal with it."

"I appreciate it. I'll get back to Pyrrha."

"Have a good night, Jaune, get some rest."

Jaune nodded and walked off, the sword disappearing in the light.

"Who are you? Why was Jaune-? Was that a-? What?" Weiss shook her head and grew more and more flustered with each failed question.

"Where do you live? I'll take you home," the woman said.

"I live alone, I-," Weiss struggled with her sentences. "It's down-."

Eight.

"I don't think I-."

"Do you want to stay with me tonight? Give you someone to talk to?"

Weiss could only nod.

"Come on, we'll take your car. Do you have your keys?"

Weiss nodded again and handed her the keys. Weiss sat in the passenger seat of her car, watching the dazing lights fly by.

"This is a really nice car," the woman marveled after a bit.

Weiss nodded again, still unable to speak. She wasn't crying, or angry, she was just scared. A lot flashed in her eyes after each thought, thoughts of her father, thoughts of her sister, thoughts of her mother, thoughts of her job, thoughts of Ruby and Yang, thoughts of those eight-.

"We're here," the woman said cheerfully.

Weiss sighed as the last image flashed in her head. She nodded and moved out of her car, she'd kept her head down trying to avoid as much eye contact as she could.

"We don't have a giant apartment, but we make it a home."

Weiss was too preoccupied with her frantic thoughts. What would her dad think? What would her family do after she'd died? Or worse what would they do if she'd turned? The woman led her down the halls as she fumbled her keys in her hands. Weiss looked up just as they stopped at the door, in the split second before the door flew open she saw the number. 687.

Wait.

"Blake!" the small voice shouted in glee. Weiss blinked in surprise as Ruby flew into Blake's torso chanting her name from joy. Weiss recognized the voice and soon saw Yang behind her.

"You're," she started. "You're Blake?" Weiss asked.

"Yes, as you heard. It's good to see you again Ruby, you seem cheerful."

"Hey, kitty-cat!" Yang said as she leaned in for a kiss, yanking off Blake's bow in one shot, revealing her Faunus cat ears. The day kept getting weirder and weirder.

"Funny," she said after kissing Yang back. "We have a guest tonight anyway, her name is-."

"Weiss?" Yang asked, her expression grew concerned just as Ruby's did when they saw her. She looked ragged after the events of the day. "What happened?"

"Is she okay?" Ruby asked.

"Yes, everything's fine, she's just going to stay with us. She had a-."

"It was a rogue," Weiss said. "Everything's fine, but it just scared me."

Ruby and Yang went wide eyed and pulled her to the couch almost violently.

"I'll make some tea for you, Ruby can you go get an extra blanket and pillow for her?" Yang asked.

"Yeah I got it!" Ruby dashed off down the hall as Weiss smiled.

"Is this what she's normally like?" Weiss asked Yang after a moment.

"Yes, it is. You have no idea how happy it makes me to see her like this again," Yang walked into the kitchen leaving Blake alone with Weiss.

"You seem to know more about me than I thought. Who are you exactly?" Blake asked.

"My name is Weiss Schnee, as you heard Jaune say. I'd just got done having lunch with Pyrrha a little bit before," she paused. "It happened."

"You know Jaune?"

"I went to high school with him and Pyrrha; I knew them before they got married, actually. Is Jaune a vampire hunter or something?"

"Yes, he is, we were pursuing the rogue that attacked you."

"Add that to the list of weird," she muttered. "So vampire hunters and vampires work together?"

"Yes we do, it's how we make sure things happen the way they're supposed to," Blake said. She shook her head and leaned forward, still uneasy with Weiss. "I'm sorry but, how did you know Yang and Ruby?"

"I just met with them yesterday, I'm Ruby's donor."

Blake's eyes widened and her gaze shot over to Yang who just nodded happily. "You're?" she asked.

"Yes, it just happened yesterday," she said. Blake fell back in her seat and just laughed into her hands. Weiss grew concerned when she started crying but Blake leapt across the table and hugged her tightly. Weiss started to hug back but Blake peeled herself off after that.

"I'm sorry," she said tearfully. "I just-," Blake kept smiling and attached herself to Yang who had just brought over her tea.

"Is everything okay?" Ruby asked. Yang nodded and winked as she took Blake to their room. Ruby shrugged and threw the blankets and three pillows on the couch. "Here you go!" Ruby said happily. Weiss couldn't help but smile at the giant smile on Ruby's face, more reminiscent of the pictures on the wall than the woman she met yesterday. She took time to appreciate the youthful beauty in Ruby's face. How different she was from just a day.

"Thank you, Ruby." Ruby nodded and moved to sit down beside Weiss. "How are you feeling?" she asked.

"I should be asking you that," she said quietly. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, nothing happened except for my arm." Weiss moved to show her the wound. Ruby's face scrunched and she stuck her tongue out. "Oh right, smell, sorry."

"That's cool!" she said. She looked closer at the rippling scratches with a smile. "It looks just like the marks from "Night of the Wolfman", when he attacked the farmer!"

"You like horror movies?" she asked.

"Yeah, I used to really like the old Dracula movies but not so much anymore," she admitted.

"I can imagine-." Weiss and Ruby were jarred when Weiss' scroll went off, she checked the number and it was Pyrrha. "I'll be right back." Weiss excused herself and walked toward the front door. "Hi, Pyrrha."

"Weiss are you okay?! Jaune told me about what happened! Are you okay?!"

"Yes, Pyrrha I'm fine. Nothing happened; Jaune and Blake stepped in before it did."

"Oh thank goodness, I'm so sorry I feel so guilty, you were walking alone and I-."

"It's okay Pyrrha; it's not your fault. I'm with Blake, Yang, and Ruby right now."

"Okay," she said through her pants.

"I understand not telling me about Jaune, just tell him thank you for me. I'm sure I'll find out when I need to. You guys just get some sleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'll be okay. You guys get some rest."

"Okay I'll talk to you later, get some sleep okay?"

"You don't need to tell me twice, good night Pyrrha."

"Good night." They hung up and Weiss walked back into the main room where Blake and Yang were waiting for her.

"I'm sorry about that, Pyrrha called. She was a bit worried."

"We understand," Yang said. "But in all seriousness are you doing okay?"

"Much better, I can't thank you enough, Blake."

"We did it as much for ourselves as we did for you, we'd been tracking that rogue for a few weeks. But glad we could help," she said. "But we actually wanted to talk to you about Ruby."

"Is everything okay? I see she's a bit more cheerful now," Weiss said.

"More than a bit," Yang said with an ever-growing smile. "She surprised me today with breakfast, she's been singing these silly songs to herself all day, she's." Yang moved to wipe away some tears but Blake beat her to it. "It's been so good for the both of us."

"I can imagine."

"Please, make yourself at home, help yourself and please try to get some sleep. Don't be afraid to ask if you need anything."

"I appreciate it. I'm going to be leaving early in the morning to get ready for work."

"What time do you work I could probably drop you off?" Blake asked.

"I work a nine-to-five job but I'll need to leave earlier to get to my house and change. I'll probably leave about seven in the morning."

"Okay, well please get some rest, have a good night," Yang drug Blake off in a hurry.

"Sorry," Blake mouthed out as she walked with her. "Good night!" she called out.

"Good night." Weiss sat drinking her tea as the hours crawled on. She was feeling much better since the incident but her mind hadn't stopped whirling about since. She gripped her scroll tightly as she struggled with the thoughts, and her breathing slowed and quickened unpredictably.

"Are you okay?" Ruby asked, jolting Weiss out of her daze. "You seem, off," she said.

"I've been thinking since what happened, weird things."

"Wanna talk about it?"

"It's getting late; you should probably get some sleep."

"Don't really need to sleep anymore," she pointed out.

"Fair point." Weiss sighed and played with her scroll as she thought. "I kind of wish I had your family. Yang seems like a better sister than mine ever was."

"You have a sister?"

"One older one, kind of a pain, she wasn't around a lot."

"Why not?"

"Winter got a scholarship into the Atlas Military Academy from an early age. She didn't go to public school like I did, so she spent a lot of her years in the military."

"What did she do?"

"She says she worked on aircraft carriers when she's around civilians or strangers but we know she was actually involved with a few other parties."

"Like what?"

"The only one I can say is that she oversaw operations of a spec ops team a few years ago."

"Cool," Ruby said with a little grin.

"I agree."

"So what about the rest of your family?"

"Well the person who inspired me the most was my grandmother, she was the head of the family after my grandfather died. She ran the family well, but she put a lot of things in motion that other family members didn't agree with. Before she died she told me that she wanted me to lead the family like she did. Not trying to keep our family relevant, but leading them in doing what was right."

"Why isn't your sister going to run the family, since she's older?"

"Winter gave up her stake at that claim a few years ago, she didn't want it." Weiss thought of that day when she told her father, in a quite exuberant fashion. "It doesn't help that she's dating a man who's almost ten years her senior."

"How old is she?"

"She's eight years older than me."

"How old are you?" Ruby asked carefully.

"I'm 26; I'll turn 27 in December, so she's 35."

"Really? Wow, you look young."

"I thank you," Weiss said in an exasperated chuckle. "I don't feel very young anymore." They sat silently for a few more moments.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," Weiss said.

"Why did you thank me when you said you'd do this?" Ruby asked. Weiss smiled.

"Because you called me out on my act," she said. "I'd used the 'It's been a long week' excuse too much. In reality I didn't really know how bad other people could have it. I was too absorbed in my own problems to really think about that."

"Well you haven't had it easy, at least from what I'm hearing."

"But in the end someone will always have it worse; hearing about your situation put mine in perspective. And if I can still help people then I'm going to do it. It's what my grandmother wanted."

"Cool," Ruby sighed and looked toward the piano again. Weiss followed and smiled.

"Do you still play?" she asked.

"Not for a long time."

"Why not, I bet you'd be really good."

"Maybe but," Ruby hesitated and cradled herself again like she did before. "I don't think I can."

"Well from what I hear you're really good, why don't you play me something?" she asked.

Ruby grew visibly uncomfortable but shrugged. "Don't expect a miracle."

XXX

Blake and Yang lay in bed intertwined with each other, happily enjoying each other's company.

"So was Weiss the big surprise you told me about?" Blake asked.

Yang nodded against her shoulders, still slightly teary-eyed about the whole thing. "You saw her when you got home, how long has it been?"

"Three years," she said happily. "It's the best gift I've gotten in a long time."

"Same here, I-."

They both paused when they heard something from the living room. They made themselves decent and snuck out to follow the strange sounds. It sounded like the high keys on a keyboard. Maybe Weiss was dinking around on the piano.

"It's better than I thought it'd be," Ruby admitted. The song was quiet to start; it was still late at night.

"Well it'll get better I hope," Weiss said. The older girls turned the corner and went wide eyed in shock.

Ruby was playing.

She sat at the piano with Weiss beside her, playing a song she'd played more than three years ago. They could see her fingers moving around the keys, and the smile Ruby had. Like a bird opening its wings for the first time in years. Her smile kept getting bigger as she kept playing. Soon the song started getting more complicated and more intense. Weiss helped her quiet down but Ruby was enjoying herself too much. She ended the song in a flourish and laughed quietly with Weiss.

Yang and Blake quietly sneaked back into their room and looked at each other in shock. "She was-."

"Yes, she was." Blake kissed Yang happily. "Best homecoming gift ever."

XXX

Weiss woke up the next morning at 6:45, a couple minutes before her alarm was supposed to go off. She got off the couch in a groaning stretch and moved her hands along her arm. It was stiff more than sore but still uncomfortable. She looked over to the couch where Ruby was sleeping peacefully and snoring loudly. Weiss laughed to herself and got ready to leave, by the time she'd left Ruby had only moved a few inches. The majority of her car ride was spent simply re-listening to the song Ruby played on the piano the night before in her head. She finally got home and saw the message on her machine.

"Hey little sis!"

Weiss just chuckled as she continued getting ready for work.

"So I heard about you talking to dad, sounded like you worked a little bit out! Maybe you actually took my advice!"

"Don't hold your breath, Winter," she muttered.

"Anyway, I wanted to let you know that I'm going to be in Vale sometime next month," Weiss paused. She was actually coming to see her? I'm meeting my boyfriend there and I wanted to swing by."

"There it is," she said.

"Just wanted to know your schedule so I could try and plan some things for us to do! It's been a few years hasn't it."

"Just about four years now."

"Well call me when you get a chance! Talk to ya later sis!"

"Sure, why not?" Weiss went back out the door ready for her day.

XXX

"Miss Schnee? What happened to your arm?" Glynda asked. Weiss looked at the bandages and chuckled.

"Went to have lunch with a friend, tripped on my own two feet and skidded on cement, apart from that it was lovely." Weiss smiled and moved into her office ready to begin her day.

The paperwork and emails went by quicker than normal, but there was a bit more since she skipped out on Friday. She'd been tempted to try listening to music again but she couldn't find anything that struck her interest. She sighed and sipped at her coffee as she scanned over the new emails.

"Miss Weiss?" Glynda called through the phone.

"Yes Glynda?"

"You have a call on line two, it's Mr. Ozpin."

Weiss physically stopped dead for a moment. "T-thank you, Glynda." She looked down at the glowing button for a few seconds before nervously receiving the call. "Hello, sir."

"Hello, Miss Schnee," Ozpin greeted. "I trust this isn't a bad time?"

"No, not at all, I have some time."

"I'd hoped to have a meeting today, sometime around 5:00, it wouldn't be a long meeting but I wanted to make sure you had time."

"Yes sir, I do. Shall I meet you in your office?"

"No need, I'll be down near that floor anyway. 5:00 then?"

"Yes sir."

"See you then."

The dial tone echoed in the room as Weiss sat nervously in her chair.

"Is everything alright, Miss Schnee?"

"Yes Glynda, everything's fine. Thank you," Weiss said. She continued to work as the hour hand crept its way toward the five. Glynda came in to say her good-byes for the day as she left. Weiss sat in her chair watching the clock more and more intensely, until the knock came.

"Come in," she called.

Ozpin walked into the room, the only sounds he made was the dull thud from the cane he carried. A tall and gaunt man, grey hair and tired eyes, stood before her. Far from the rumors of an iron fisted boss, more akin to a weary eyed teacher.

"Good afternoon Miss Schnee,"

"To you as well, Mr. Ozpin," she said. They shook hands and took their seats individually. "Glynda has already gone home other wise I'd offer you a coffee, I'm afraid I'm not that good at it."

"I understand completely," he admitted.

"May I ask what this meeting is about?" she asked.

"I've been paying attention to a few of the executives over this past year. And among them you've done the best quality of work in your field."

"Sir I'm not an executive," she said. "I'm not even a manager, I'm just an associate."

"Not yet, as I said you've done the best quality of work. And though that impressed me, it wasn't as impressive as your lack of experience in this field."

"Sir?" she asked hesitantly.

"Most who do your job spend four years just getting experience to do this job. In the one year you've been in this position, however, you've surpassed those with the experience. And for that I have only one more question."

"And that is?"

"I want to promote you to a Vice president position," he said frankly. Weiss' eyes widened and her train of thought derailed. "Your workload would increase substantially, as would your pay. You're responsibilities would also increase if you choose to accept. Therefore my question is: Do you think you're ready for this?"

"I, um," she tried to respond.

"You don't need to answer me right now. I understand this is a big leap for you from where you are now. I'd suggest you take the time to get things in order."

"I understand," she said again.

"I want you to know Miss Schnee that this was not a decision I made lightly, you have proven to be someone valuable not just to my business, but to me as a person. I've come to rely heavily on your decisions and your insights. I would not have offered you this position if I didn't think you were ready, but I don't know you as well as some of my other employees. So I trust your opinion on this more than anyone else's."

"Yes sir."

Ozpin stood to leave as Weiss continued to think about the meeting.

"You're father actually called me not too long ago, to ask how you were doing," he said at the door. Weiss looked up at him as he smiled. "I gave my honest report. How did he take it?"

"Hard to say, honestly." Weiss thought of her fathers comments and shook her head.

"I see. Well have a good afternoon Miss Schnee."

"You as well sir."

Weiss sat back in her chair and pondered what she'd just gone through; spending the remainder of her day thinking about what Ozpin asked her and what she said to her father.

"Do you think you're ready?"

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Thanks again for reading, this story is super fun to write, and it's a good break from what I usually upload. As always reviews are appreciated, even if you just say it's good, or that you like it and I'm always happy when people like it.

Thanks again for reading, and I'll see you next time.