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We have a small time skip here. Enjoy!

Six months later.

Her arm draped over her girlfriend's shoulder, Vi opened the door to Sinful Succulence, the scent of freshly baked cookies and bread overflowing in the bakery. Spotting her friend in the kitchen, Vi let go of Caitlyn and moved towards the Fallen Angel who, as usual, was busy working unnecessary hours with too many cookies to sell.

"Morgana, when are you going to take a break?" The officer sat on a stool in the kitchen, overlooking her friend's hectic work.

The purple haired mage was kneading the dough and without looking up from her work, she let out with a complete lack of emotion, "When my sister comes back home."

Six months had passed since Kayle had decided to stay in the Celestial World. Some significant changes had taken place in Valoran during this time. Leblanc and Mordekaiser were both sentenced to prison for five years. They were banned from participating in matches for three of those five years, however LeBlanc had not so subtly been able to convince them to shorten that time. As such, the Deceiver was able to go back to participating in matches, with wonderful use of her manipulation, in less than 2 months after her sentencing.

Elise had been sentenced for one year with a six month ban, while Evelynn, who was found to be conspiring with Mordekaiser was sentenced to four years. No one truly understand the reasoning for the lengths. Was it just for show? Morgana had loudly commented, after hearing the news, that if what Mordekaiser and LeBlanc had done was committed by anyone other than a champion, they would be in prison for life or executed.

Meanwhile, Ashe and Tryndamere were able to maintain a relatively decent friendship as the Queen ruled without him, Katarina by her side. When news arose of their separation, some tribes attempted to overthrow Ashe. Whispers began that Sejuani had found the perfect opportunity to get rid of the Frost Archer. However, Tryndamere was successful in convincing her to stand down. Whether those two were truly in love or if it was Sejuani's way of getting to the throne, no champion knew for sure. But, whatever the case was, Tryndamere had been able to convince her to stop, so that must have meant something.

Ahri and Miss Fortune began a proper relationship, with no more lies or manipulations. The way they swooned over each other made most people uncomfortable. There were lovebirds and then there were these two. Though Ahri was still peeved at what Nidalee had done, Sarah had been able to calm the tension between the two, and they were slowly beginning to get their friendship back. Of course, Ahri had made it explicitly clear that she would never completely forgive Nidalee, but would make an effort to befriend her once more.

Vi and Caitlyn were in paradise. Well, as much as those two could be with Vi's 'punch first, ask questions while punching' attitude and Caitlyn's 'by the book' methods. Though they would occasionally butt heads while at work, the Sherriff and her officer were very clearly in love. At times, it would frustrate Caitlyn, because Vi would unnecessarily worry over her, sometimes jeopardizing work, but the Sherriff didn't hold it against the younger woman. How could she, when she too did the same thing?

Zyra was fuming when it came to Elise. She couldn't believe the Spider Queen would have done something as stupid as what she had, but none the less, she was still head over heels in love with the woman, as such, decided to date her, even while the other was imprisoned. A very similar thing applied to Lux and Leblanc, however the former wasn't angry. She was disappointed and upset that her lover would do such a thing. Seeing Lux disappointed in her hurt her more than if the younger woman were pissed off. The Lady of Luminosity agreed to give the Deceiver one more chance. Though she was upset, her feelings never wavered, which made her wonder for a brief instance if the dark mage had cast a spell on her. One glance at her lover however, had proved it to be false. LeBlanc was like a lost puppy without Lux and the blonde's heart swelled with love at the thought of how much the Deceiver needed her.

The happiest couple however were Nidalee and Soraka. So much so that no one wanted to spend time with them. Much like Ahri and Miss Fortune, they were way too in love. They also never fought. It was unnerving to some, and while cute to others, a bit of a turn off. They were constantly over each other, head over heels in love, unable to let the other go. Though their friends were happy for them, hanging out with the two made things a bit too awkward for everyone around them. Not like the two actually noticed, being too entranced by the other. But they were happy, and everyone knew that that was all that mattered.

While romance had been blossoming in Valoran however, one mage had lost both her lover and one of her closest friends. Pantheon had stopped being Morgana's friend. Though at first, the Fallen Angel had challenged him, claiming that he didn't want to be her friend anymore because she didn't feel for him the same way he did for her, she was quickly shot down by a blood-boiling Pantheon who had raised his voice at her for the very first time. Stomping his foot in frustration and anger, he had made it completely clear to her that the reason he no longer wanted to be her friend was because of what she was doing to herself. No matter how much Pantheon and Vi had attempted to help Morgana out of her dump, it seemed as though she kept regressing and had no intention of moving on, or putting Kayle in the corner of her mind, only temporarily. Pantheon was fed up. He was sick and tired of seeing the woman he had feelings for slowly destroy herself, so he left.

Vi expected Morgana to wake up when she'd lost one of her few friends, but when she noticed the lack of actual care, that was when she understood that Morgana was too far off gone in her own world.

Now, as they stood in the bakery's kitchen, Vi wondered what would become of her friend if Kayle didn't show up soon.

"Morgana," the Sherriff spoke up. "Please stop this. You need to take care of yourself. You're letting yourself go, and this is very clearly unhealthy for you!"

The Fallen Angel made no indication that she'd heard or acknowledged the other woman's repeated speech.

"Morgie, c'mon," Vi moved off the stool and walked to her friend. "You've baked enough to last twenty centuries," she placed her hand on Morgana's, attempting to stop her from kneading more dough, only for it to be flung away.

"Shut up and get lost, ingrates. Neither of you are in any position to say anything to me. You have each other. Who the hell do I have?"

Something ticked in Vi, as her veins threatened to pop. She knew this Morgana very well. It was the one she had met when she first joined the league herself. Arrogant, rude, with a superiority complex to 'filthy humans' as she'd put it. But she also knew that it was a wall. A wall she had once been able to break down, but she wondered now if it was worth it anymore. As though knowing what her girlfriend was thinking, Caitlyn wrapped her arms around one of Vi's, and shook her head. She didn't want Vi to abandon her friendship with Morgana, like Pantheon had.

Thankful for having Caitlyn next to her, Vi calmed down and turned around from the Fallen Angel. "You can come talk to me when you remember that there are still people who care about you." As they left the bakery, neither heard the quiet sobs emanating from the kitchen.

Morgana slumped down to the floor, her hands covered in dough and flour, as she whimpered, "I don't want anyone to care about me. They'll just end up leaving like Kayle did." Wiping her hands on her apron, she got up and turned off the oven. Walking into her office, she grabbed the chef poro Pantheon had given her as a birthday present, sat on the edge of the couch, and cried.

She missed Kayle.

As happy as she was with Nidalee, Soraka could never forget that she'd basically left Kayle in the hall of sorrows, so she'd occasionally ask Bard to take her up there as a quick check up. The last time she'd seen Kayle, the Judicator had been chasing after a star that kept slipping from her fingers. Kayle had claimed that that was the one, and Soraka knew that if anyone could catch the star, it would probably be Kayle. So, she had returned with the expectation that the woman would be cheerful, having found what she was looking for.

What she hadn't expected however was stepping into a pool of blood with Kayle laying on the ground on her back.

"Soraka, Bard," the clearly exhausted angel nodded.

"Kayle! What the hell happened to you?!" The Starchild ran towards her friend, ready to heal her.

Something was different about the blonde woman. The aura she would give out as the Judicator was gone. When Soraka placed her hand on the other woman's forehead in an attempt to figure out where she had been injured, she felt something odd. Though Kayle was still very clearly immortal...She felt more, human. That's when Soraka noticed it. Kayle had been holding something in her palm. Clutching it, not allowing it to fly away.

"You caught it?"

Kayle smiled, "I caught it," as she lifted herself up, causing Soraka's eyes to widen.

"Your back. Kayle, your back! What the hell did you do?!"

"I caught it," the exhausted woman repeated with another smile.