Chris laid down in his cell. The inside of it consisted of a "bed", and decent toilet, and walls made of concrete. He stared at the ceiling, ignoring the pain all over his body from his encounter with the torturer a few days before. He wouldn't stay here, not for long anyway. He was going to escape, he just had to figure out how. He sat up and looked into the hallway outside of his cell.

It looked like a dungeon, and probably was. Almost all concrete with cells carved into the walls with metal bars keep the prisoners from escaping. He sighed, this wasn't going to be easy.

Present

Chris opened the door to Jinx's apartment, a bag of food on his back. She was lying down, back asleep even though they had woke up about a half an hour ago. He smiled at the sight of her. She was curled up in the middle of the bed, her shirt pulled up; revealing her toned stomach and the very bottom of her lacy bra.

It had been almost two weeks since she had been shot. They were getting low on food (turns out it was stolen some at a time) and they were both getting more bored by the day. Luckily though her wound was healing fast. She could already walk around with just a small limp.

He set the bag down on the table and gently walked over to Jinx. He poked her face a couple of times, she twitched but didn't wake up. He sighed and grabbed her thigh, somewhere he'd discovered is a sensitive spot for her. She immediately woke up and slapped my hand. "Perv." She muttered, slamming back against her bed, eyes still opened. "What do you want pretty boy?" She groaned.

"I brought food." He said. At the word food she sat up immediately and swung her legs around the side of the bed.

"Fuck yeah!" She stood up in a rush, ignoring her bad leg. She hugged Chris quickly. "You're the best!" She smiled widely and rushed over to the kitchen to inspect the bag. She brought everything out of it. Beef jerky and a couple of apples.

She turned to him with a pouting expression. "Seriously?" She wined.

"Sorry, that's all we have right now. I might go get more food today if I can."

She perked up. "Take me with you!" She shouted in excitement.

"You sure?" He looked at her leg. "You're a lot better but you're still not in mint condition."

"I hate mint." She stated and stood up, jumping up and down. "See? I can manage. There's like, no pain anymore I promise."

He was still hesitant. "I don't know Jinx, it's dangerous."

She pouted at him, then grew a grin. He didn't trust that grin.

He stalked towards him and leaned into his ear. "Please? Won't you let me go?" Her breath brushed against his ear, making him almost shiver. She put her hand high up on his thigh. "Pleeaassee?" She asked seductively, nearly moaning into his ear.

He shrank back from her and put his hands up in defeat. "Fine, fine! You can come with me."

A huge smile appeared on her face and she wrapped her arms around his neck to hug him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She walked back to the table. "It's so fucking boring around here!" She groaned. "I'm gonna die if I don't do something at least a little exciting."

"Yeah, I know what you mean..." Chris said, knowing all too well about being stuck somewhere dull and boring.

They made their way to the workshop and found clothes they could wear to try and blend in. They wanted to get as much food as possible, and to do that they needed to get rid of Piltover's finest. While Chris was looking over the plan and trying to figure out some backup plans, Jinx was setting up small explosions around the city to keep the cops busy. Once the button was pressed, the explosions were about a minutes apart and there were ten of them. Ten minutes to get the food and get out.

After everything was set up Chris entered the store with Jinx by his side. Jinx had a hood up, her red eyes practically glowing from behind the black. Chris, however, wasn't worried of someone knowing who he was and was dressed as normally as he could be. They explored the store and identified what food they wanted to grab. Chris pulled a gun from one of his back holsters and shot at the ceiling to get everyone's attention.

"Alright, look. We're gonna take some food if you don't mind." Everyone in the building turned to him, he pointed the gun around at all of them. "Get in the back room until I say otherwise." He started herding them all into a small room in the back of the store where they couldn't interrupt him or Jinx.

He turned to Jinx. "Hit it." She took the hood down and flashed an excited smile. She pressed the button and we heard a soft explosive sound in the distance. They quickly grabbed whatever the could, putting the food into their large backpacks they had brought. By the time their bags were full there had been five explosions. Five minutes.

"Let's get out of here!" He shouted, grabbing Jinx by the hand. She didn't argue, just followed giggling her head off. He pointed the gun at anyone in his way, warning them to get out of the way. They ran into an alley to catch their breath, they were right on schedule.

Before they could start running again something crashed onto the ground in front of them, a man.

"They call me the defender of Piltover." The man spoke in a cocky voice. Chris realized before long who it was, Jayce.

"Fuck." He said under his breath. This was not part of the plan. He took his backpack off, as did Jinx. They kicked the bags away from them and braced themselves.

Jayce grinned at them and shot a ball of energy at them, Chris jumped over it and Jinx dodged to the side. They both rushed forward and Jayce switched his cannon to a hammer, getting ready for close combat. Chris rushed at him, sliding on his knees to go under the swing of his hammer. He popped up to uppercut him, delivering the blow and follow up knee to the stomach. Chris jumped away as Jayce recovered, ready to swing again. Jayce advanced towards Chris, about to make contact with his hammer when Jinx landed a shot with her zap gun right on Jayce's chest. Chris tackled him to the ground a punched him in the face until he knew Jayce wasn't getting up for a while.

He grabbed Jinx's hand again and rushed towards their route home but were interrupted again.

"Hello loves." A accented voice greeted from behind them.

Jinx turned to glare at her but Chris didn't face her. He didn't want to look at her this close up.

"Get the fuck out of here Hat Lady!" Jinx shot her zap gun again and Cait swiftly dodged it, advancing towards Jinx. Jinx lost her balance and Cait wound up her arm, ready to deliver a right hook across Jinx's face; but the hit didn't land. Chris had jumped in front of Jinx and grabbed Cait's fist, stopping the punch. He stared into Cait's eyes, his eyes full of hate.

Cait's jaw dropped. "C?"

At the sound of nickname he twisted Cait's armed and punched her dead in the nose. She recovered fast enough to block his next punch and deliver a counter jab to his side. They repeatedly threw blows at each other, both of them blocking every attack.

Chris dashed forward, hitting her in the chest with his shoulder. "Burn in hell." He said in a monotone voice as he followed up with hard punch to the jaw with enough force to make her fall.

"See you there, old friend." She muttered bitterly as he walked away from her. He grabbed their bags, gave Jinx hers and rushed off with her to get home, this time uninterrupted.

When they arrived at the apartments Chris' mood was brightened. He was home now, with Jinx and nowhere near Caitlyn. They threw the bags onto the table and looked at all the food they got, happily sorting it and eating just a bit. Though their eyes were adjusted to the dark, Chris decided to light the candles spread around the apartment.

"I'm gonna bring most of that stuff to the workshop in the morning, alright?"

"Yeah, don't think I'd really like rotten meat all that much." She called from the kitchen, she stored what she could in the cupboards so they didn't have to run to the warehouse too often. Chris took whatever meat that needed to be refrigerated and salted it to keep it fresh until morning.

They both finished their tasks and laid down and on the bed, relaxed.

"That was pretty crazy." Chris breathed.

"Yeah, almost as crazy as I am."

Chris turned to her and smiled. "Not sure that's possible."

She grinned, learning to take a joke sometimes.

"I feel like we should celebrate or something." She said looking at him with pleading eyes.

"What did you have in mind?" He asked, genuinely confused.

All she did was smile and bite her lip.

Hope you enjoyed, the next chapter will just be a lemon so skip it if you'd like. The chapter after the lemon will give some insight on the whole Cait and Chris thing I promise. Also I know her leg wouldn't have healed that fast IRL but whatever.

-Lance