5.

"Oh dear…" Caitlyn sat up, grasping her spinning head, "Where am I?" She looked around her, relief flooding her heart as she realized that she was safe and sound in her hotel room. Vi snored loudly in the corner. She quickly got up, the blankets falling to the floor. Where was Will? Her eyes narrowed, as she quickly made her way to Vi and said roughly "Wake up, Vi!" Vi woke up with a start, breathing "Jayce?!"

"Err… no…" Caitlyn paused awkwardly, before asking what happened last night.

"Oh…" Vi rubbed her eyes, "That guy brought you back here when you were drunk outta your mind." She smiled faintly at her partner, who groaned and said "What?! That doesn't make sense! How could I have gotten-ow!" There was a piercing pain in her head.

"Ah, a hangover." Vi nodded sagely, "Nothing some more beer can't fix. Let me get you a glass."

"No!" Caitlyn held her hand up, "Where is Will?"

"Probably back at his motel?"

"We have a case to get to!" Caitlyn said anxiously, "I have no time for a hang-"She groaned again, sitting down and holding her dizzying head. Vi sat down beside her, saying "Maybe you should stay in today…"

Caitlyn's bloodshot eyes looked out to Constance Tower outside the hotel window, "No, definitely not."

She picked up her phone, dialing Liza's number.

"Hello, Liza, will you have time to meet with us today?"

"Of course," Liza replied, "I'm at the museum right now."

"Alright… we will be there shortly."

Caitlyn hung up, the wooziness returning. Shaking her head, she got up and with furious resilience, went to go brush her teeth and wash her face.

The two headed towards the Small Museum.

Part Two

1.

"Are you… okay?" Liza asked, "Do you want some water?"

Caitlyn shook her head roughly, "No! I'm fine."

After a moment's pause, she continued and said "So, what made you want to start the museum in the first place? Let's not beat around the bush…" Her tired eyes glanced around the displays, "The exhibits here are rather…mundane."

Liza chuckled, "Well…Doran's Sock isn't really all that interesting, but there are people who like these short of things, especially children. Will used to come here all the time as a child, when my parents managed this museum twenty years ago."

"Mmm." Caitlyn clutched her head, feeling like Liza was speaking in Zaunite.

Thankfully, the lighting in the back office was dim and helped to alleviate Caitlyn's headache.

"Caitlyn!" Vi cried, causing the other girl to jump and cringe. "Ow…" Caitlyn sighed, "What is it Vi?"

"They have Heart of Straw here! It's like heart of gold but cooler!"

"…Anyway," Caitlyn said, sternly ignoring Vi's noise in the background, "What would you say about Will's character?"

"Will's character?" Liza's eyes widened, "Well… he's a good man…"

"I see." That's what they all say, Caitlyn thought. Perhaps these two were in cahoots together.

"You do know that C has not struck for years now. It's a surprise that he struck again… and at such a… humble…place, no less." Caitlyn's eyes again transfixed on the Doran's Sock exhibit.

"Mmm," Liza shrugged, "People are surprising."

"I see. Are you sure Will left the night before the sword was stolen?"

Liza paused, and laughed, "Are you suggesting that Will stole the sword?"

Caitlyn was silent.

"Oh no," Liza shook her head, "No, no no… Will is a good man."

"Mmm." Caitlyn slumped over her chair with a sigh.

The door opened with a small ring. They turned over to see Will, in a dark red shirt and jeans. He looked refreshed, with dark circles under his attractive black eyes. They met Caitlyn's blood-shot ones, and she looked away with a twinge of embarrassment and suspicion.

What does a yellow card mean? Caitlyn frowned. She deduced from it that he was going to strike at the guild hall again, but the security there had been amped up ever since the last robbery… which Caitlyn had filed to solve. She gripped the sides of the desk tightly.

"Feeling better?"

She jumped at the feel of his breath against her neck, "Don't do that!" Her hand flew to her head, gripping it tightly as the pain pulsed.

"Sorry." Will chuckled, filling a plastic cup with water and bringing it over to Caitlyn, who received it tiredly.

He sat in the chair beside her, and with a quiet smile asked if she was feeling better. "Urghh… it'll pass…" Caitlyn sighed, her fingers on her temples. They waited for a beat.

"If I'm right," Caitlyn confided, "C will strike again at guild hall… but I don't know how he would dare step foot in there again. There are twice as many guards and security systems in place now."

"He'd find a way." Liza said.

Caitlyn's sharp eyes flew to meet Liza's. Liza became a little nervous.

"Yes," Will said, "He's notorious for being tricky. The articles make him sound like some kind of monster."

Caitlyn looked away, staring down into the clear water in her cup. "I think we should continue this tomorrow…" She said. "Need some rest?" Will's voice was dark. Caitlyn's eyes blurred, "Yes…" She stood up quickly, calling Vi's name. Vi walked back into the room like a panting puppy dog, "Yeah?"

"Let's go home- I mean, back to the hotel..."

"Alright!"

As the two exited the museum, a figure watched them from afar. Graves sat on the bench, his face shielded by a newspaper as he watched his archenemy's new friends climb into a taxi that drove away into the distance. His sources told him that Twisted Fate was in Demacia this time, frequenting the old sleazy places they used to peruse together. Graves stood up, hungry for revenge.