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AN/ I'm back, ready to watch a shit storm fly, and my sinuses are no longer trying to kill me. On a different note, my car now needs brake work, an airsoft rifle build might be more expensive than originally thought, and this Thursday starts 8 days in a row at work, so, you know, fuck me, I guess. Anyways, on to the chapter!

Ozpin was beginning to regret his career path. All morning, he had to listen to Qrow shout at Jacques, with Jacques shouting right back. Looking to the other connected line, he was relieved somewhat to see that the general was also tired of the pointless arguing.

"Gentlemen, that is enough for now. Jacques, while the situation with your daughter is worrisome, it still doesn't change the fact that you technically broke international law." Ozpin stated as he filled his mug for the third time this morning.

"I never stole the damned thing, it was brought to me with no explanation other than it used previously unknown techniques of dust manipulation. Frankly, I'm more concerned with Vale's organized crime than I am international law." Jacques fired back.

"Seeing as I am representing Atlas, I feel the need to inform you that if you wish to continue down that road, the punishment will not be something you can just wave your money at, Jacques. I would advise relinquishing the stolen property to mister Branwen so that it may meet it's rightful owner." Ironwood spoke up, preventing Qrow from saying anything.

"I agree, the people you are dealing with issued a threat to you and your family, and unlike the White Fang, they can act upon it directly. The one responsible for your daughters wound went a round with Qrow and lived, she will come for you if the demand is not met." Ozpin warned.

"I don't have it with me, the glove is currently under study in one of or labs, it could be months before we're done with it." Jacques defended.

"You don't have months, you have two weeks. If it's not in my hands by the end of this week, I will take it myself, otherwise I'm content to save my time and energy watching you be brought down." Qrow threatened.

"There will be no need for violence, Qrow, step outside for a moment, please." Ozpin asked. Stepping away from the desk, Qrow disappeared into the elevator.

"Now that he is gone, may we please talk like gentlemen?" Jacques asked smugly.

"You won't gain anything from playing hardball here. I will personally have you arrested and assets frozen if you do not comply. The last thing I need is an organized crime ring getting a foothold in Atlas, a foothold you are inviting. I'm sending specialist Schnee to gather the glove and I will personally deliver it to Ozpin, any resistance will be met with force and legal action, do you understand Jacques?" James threatened. Jacques still wouldn't let up.

"Clearly you have a clear mind, Ozpin, surely you can understand the importance of this research." Jacques said, hoping to find an easy way out.

"The answer is still no, Jacques. While I don't agree with handing this off to a known criminal, the implications are clear. Not to mention, by law, it does belong to your intruder. Ironwood, I expect to see it on my desk within the next few days?" Ozpin asked, not missing the glare Jacques was giving him.

"Of course, though I expect a full explanation when I arrive." James assured.

"I would be glad to, Jacques, I hope for your sake that you comply. What happened to Weiss was getting off easy, I would hate to attend a funeral for your family." Jacques was about to hang up when a shout was heard from the elevator.

"Fuck you Schnee!" Qrow shouted, barely muffled by the metal doors. Ozpin sighed while Ironwood shook his head as Jacques disappeared from the call.

"Qrow, we need to work on your attitude towards others." Ozpin stated before draining his mug.

"Keep them away from me and it won't be an issue." Qrow grumbled before returning to the elevator. Hearing the elevator descend, Ozpin turned his attention back to the screen.

"So, Summers daughter is still alive?" Ironwood asked.

"I believe so yes, and with what little security footage was captured from the robbery, I'm more than certain." Ozpin explained.

"I need to attend to recent events, I look forward to what you have to say." Ironwood dismissed before hanging up. Left alone and with enough free time for a trip, Ozpin stood from his desk, collecting his cane.

"Ozpin, are you going somewhere?" Glynda asked as the elevator opened.

"I am Glynda, please, watch over the school for me, if any of the students need me, please have them leave a written message, I shouldn't be long." Ozpin asked, stepping into the main lobby of the tower.

"Does it have to do with the robbery?" She asked, curious.

"It does, yes. I am simply relaying a message, it shouldn't be exciting." Ozpin explained as he walked off, leaving Glynda to organize a message for the school.

*Junior's Bar*

"Listen Red, I don't have any jobs right now, nobody needs someone killed, no items need to be relocated. There is nothing to do for you right now." Junior explained, annoyed at the constant pestering.

"But Junior, I'm bored!" Ruby groaned, her slumping on the countertop.

"Isn't Neo supposed to take you clothes shopping or something?" Junior asked, trying to get the reaper away from him.

"That's this weekend, she's busy today." Ruby explained. Before Junior could say anything, one of his doormen called.

"Boss, we got a V.I.P. coming your way. It's Ozpin." He explained.

"Tell you what Red, take this, go upstairs and read it. I don't want to see you down here until you know how to mix at least three of those drinks." Junior ordered, sliding a book towards the fifteen-year-old.

"Fine, but I'm telling Roman you taught me how to mix booze." Ruby shot back with a huff. Junior watched as she disappeared upstairs. Turning his attention towards the doors, Junior watched as they slowly opened, revealing the headmaster of Beacon.

"Professor Ozpin, how can I help you?" Junior asked, thankful that the only patrons in the building were not some of his more illicit dealings.

"Afternoon Hei, I understand you have a long line of contacts, correct?" Ozpin asked as he reached the bar.

"Some not by choice, but yes." Junior responded carefully.

"Excellent, I need you to pass a message on to miss Rose, however you may need to. Tell her that no further action will be needed, her package will arrive within the week." Ozpin spoke, giving the bartender a knowing look.

"I'm afraid I don't know anyone by the name Rose, but I'll be sure to pass it along." Junior responded, avoiding the truth of his own relations with the girl.

"Splendid, now if you'll excuse me, I must ensure that one of my huntsmen doesn't try to sabotage Schnee property." Ozpin said as he turned back towards the doors. Relieved that his business was safe for another day, Junior looked up towards where Ruby was sitting. Pulling out his scroll, he quickly dialed Roman's number.

"Looks like your plan was a success. Sounds like Qrow is at his limit with the Schnee's, and from the sound of it, Ozpin will be delivering Red's prize to me." Junior explained.

"Be sure to tell her that, and please, find a job for her, I'm finding knives around the apartment again." Roman complained as he hung up. Not a moment later, Ruby appeared in front of him.

"Ozpin was just here, y'know. Say's you can expect your package by the end of the week." Junior explained.

"Oh, thank you! Did he say anything else?" Ruby asked excitedly.

"Something about someone trying to sabotage the Schnee's, would you know anything about that?" Junior asked.

"Maybe." Ruby said innocently. It was moments like this that Junior forgot that in front of him was perhaps the deadliest fifteen-year-old he had ever met. Body count aside, Junior ruffled her hair.

"So, what did you learn?" Junior asked, pulling the book towards him before placing it back under the bar.

*Patch*

Tai sighed in annoyance as he walked through the front door. Thankful Yang wasn't home to smell the alcohol permeating the air.

"Fuck the Schnee's!" He heard Qrow slur as a bottle rolled onto the floor, thankfully not shattering.

"Qrow, I'm going to start locking up your liquor if this is how you respond to bad news." Tai threatened.

"Excuse me mister hot shot, but not only did the jackass Schnee steal Summer's glove, Ozpin is going to deliver it straight to the little bitch!" Qrow shouted angrily.

"What makes you so sure that isn't Summer's daughter? Is it really that hard to believe someone actually found her and took her in?" Tai asked, annoyed.

"That's not what makes it hard to believe. Look at Summer, do you really think she could have birthed someone that has a kill count at the age of fifteen?" Qrow asked, not expecting an answer.

"And what about you? If we're going by parents, shouldn't you be beside Raven leading a bandit tribe, and not an accomplished huntsman?" Tai challenged.

"Cheap shot." Was all Qrow gave in response.

"Go for a walk, Yang doesn't need to see the mess you made, or you right now. I'm siding with Ozpin for now until I see evidence otherwise." Tai dismissed as he began picking up the empty bottles. Not bothering to speak, Qrow stumbled out the front door, a goal already in mind.

Sobering a he walked through the woods, Qrow thought back to his encounter with the girl. The white cloak was an obvious sign but meant nothing on its own. Yet there were other clues. Even with the hood up, Qrow could still make out the shape of ears on the top of her head and combined with the silver eyes he saw before his final attack, she definitely shared some traits. But the final nail was the security footage, both from the stores as well as what little from the Schnee's.

'I attacked Summer's daughter with intent to kill. And I can't even remember her name.' Qrow realized. Having lost his old scroll, Qrow knew he had no hope of finding the old pictures and messages from the woman he loved. Coming out into the clearing, Qrow steeled himself. Looking around, Qrow noticed that the plant life had changed since that night.

"Why are all of the branches bent back?" Qrow asked aloud, putting his hand on his weapon. Slowly stepping forward, Qrow prepared for an ambush. As he approached the tree line, he inspected the branches, and was confused to see no visible damage to the trees.

'I'll have to have Tai come help me clear this all out. This is going to be annoying.' Qrow thought to himself as he began trying to cut through the branches. One swipe in particular loosened a branch that had bent back, launching it forward and hitting him in the face. After that initial shock wore off, Qrow pressed on, intent on reaching his goal. Finally punching through the foliage, Qrow stared at the tombstone, grief threatening to swallow the man.

"Summer, I have a lot to apologize for." Qrow started, "I should have been there to help you that night. You should be alive, smiling as your daughter looked up to you. I can't even remember her name. Speaking of, she stole your weapon from us. Got away with it, with the help of Roman. But I know you'll never forgive me for this, but that night, when I confronted her, I attacked her. Ready to kill, not a second thought."

Silence responded to his admittance, not even the crashing of the waves could be heard.

"Only just now did I realize what I almost did. I don't even know if I can bring her home. She probably despises us now. Please, if you're watching, look out for her. I'll try to bring her in, prevent her from going further down the dark road she's on. Rest easy Summer, you deserve it more than anyone."

AN/ And that's done! We'll get more conflict next time I swear. To answer a review, volume 3 will 'happen' but it won't play out anywhere near the same way it does in canon. Also, I just realized, 3 of the 4 members of team RWBY will all have a universal background of having dealt with Ruby in some capacity. Hooray for unintended plot points! Anyways, I start 8 straight days in a row at work later today, so we'll see how willing I am to drive into oncoming traffic by the end of it. Until next time, have a great day!