Chapter 11:

*Thump* the heavy sound of Yang's foot crashing against Ruby's door vibrated through the walls of the small hallway. *Thump, crack* When the door finally began to give in on the second kick she gave a relieved sigh followed by a frustrated groan. "Why the hell did I help Ruby re-enforced the door?" *Thump, Crack* "Like seriously what the hell do they need it for?" *Thump, CRACK* with a one final kick the door gave in and broke down hinges and all.

Yang regretted stepping into Ruby's apartment the second she broke the door down. The scene before her made her sick to her stomach, she found Ruby in her room covered in blood, there was a tied up girl on the floor that held an almost scary resemblance to Ruby and what she presumed was a dead body on Ruby's bed. Yang couldn't believe her eyes. Somehow, in one way or another, Blake's body had ended up on Ruby's bed. Yang could faintly hear Weiss calling for backup in the background as she stood there in shock.

When backup arrived in the form of her uncle and another unit she went into auto-pilot, she was forced to book her sister and untie the Ruby look alike to take her in for questioning. The fear in that girl's eyes would be something she would never forget.

When they arrived to the station Ruby refused to talk. She didn't say one word no matter who attempted to interrogate her. She would just sit on the cold metal chair with her arms wrapped around her legs as she rocked herself back and forth. They had been forced to take her clothes into evidence and give her a Vale P.D. issue t-shirt and sweats with the Vale P.D. logo on both, making her look like one small grey ball in baggy clothes.

After several hours all they eventually managed to drag out of her was a single whisper of "I did it… I killed her" barely loud enough to be picked up by the mic but it had been enough for Qrow to pile the entirety of the Smiling Killer charges on her after he practically forced her to sign a confession he had written up before hand. It didn't matter to him that the Ruby look alike had said it had been Blake the whole time, her involvement would never see the light of day.

When they had dragged Ruby to a temporary cell Yang sat on the floor outside of her cell for what felt like hours. They sat in silence until Yang grew tired of staring at her near catatonic sister, she stood and just before she walked away she turned to Ruby and whispered "Why'd you do it Rubes?" Ruby continued to rock herself just as she did in the interrogation room.

Ruby could hear the broken sound that vaguely sounded like the sister she knew but she could not trust anything anymore. Her voice had been stolen from her. Her smile had been stolen by the killer she had formally called the love of her life. She could not trust the illusions all around her. Nothing was real and nothing could make her forget. Her eyes still burned with images of the first Blake's death and mixed the death of second. She questioned if she really killed Blake and only answer she got were more questions in the form of her sister's voice. She knew it wasn't real. She knew that she couldn't trust the one person she had left. No, nothing was real and to her it felt like a dream.

Ruby curled deeper into her ball and refused to shed anymore tears than she had already shed. She knew nothing was real and nothing was to be trusted. The occasional skitter of a mouse running through the cells. Fake. The creaking of the bench she sat. Fake. The frequent sound of sister's screams as she questioned her reasoning as to why she killed Blake…Fake. Ruby knew nothing was real and that she should not trust anything anymore.

Tears traveled down Yang's face as continued to question Ruby, "Ruby please just talk to me… Please tell me why you did it. I have to know." The room began to feel too small as Yang's knees buckled and gave. She dropped to the floor like a stone, barely feeling the pain shoot through her. "Please Ruby please talk to me…" she whispered.

Yang did not hear the Weiss' soft footsteps as she slowly walked up to the place of which Yang had not moved from for an hour. Weiss knelled in from of Yang and said "Yang you need to get up."

"It's my fault…" she rasped.

Weiss placed her hands on both sides of her face and forced Yang to look her in the eyes. "Yang… it's not your fault and you know it. Ruby made her own decisions and there was nothing you could do about it." Yang stared into Weiss' clear blue eyes in disbelief. Tears still streaming down her face.

"But-"

"No, buts Yang. It's not your fault and that's final." Weiss stood and held out her hand for Yang to take. "Come on let's get you off this dirty floor and I'll make some hot chocolate when I get you home."

Yang stared at Weiss' hand for a few moments before slowly reaching up to grab it and allow Weiss to pull her up. Yang refused to let go her hand until they reached Weiss's car and even then she only let go to get into the car and buckle up before Yang grabbed Weiss' hand and held it. Preventing Weiss for turning the car on.

"Yang you're going to have to let go of my hand at some point to let me drive." Yang shook her head and as she absent mindedly played with Weiss' hand. "Yang, it gonna be okay." Yang lifted Weiss' hand to her cheek and nuzzled her hand before turning to place a kiss on the palm of her hand.

"I'm sorry Weiss." She whispered. "I'm sorry you have to deal with me. I'm sorry you have to see me like this. I don't want you to see me like this. I-"

"Yang, stop it. You don't have to be sorry for anything. I care about you and I don't care what sides if see I l-… I like them all." Yang gave her a small smile of which Weiss reciprocated.

"I like all your sides too Weiss."

Weiss chuckled and gave her a wink, "I know you do. Now give me my hand back so that I can take us home."

Yang smiled as she watched Weiss drive them home, but couldn't stop the thoughts of Ruby cold and alone in that cell, from running across her mind.

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Author's note:

Oh gosh I finally finished this. I have been so busy with work writing hasn't really been an easy thing to do. I hope ya'll liked the chapter it has been a long time in the making. Just one more chapter left and I hope ya'll are ready for the finale. Take it away Shadow.

Don't tell me what to do… I'll only deal a small napalm strike to these people. shouldn't be much longer. then you people can crei all you want at the ending. In fact I encourage crying… it makes the cookies I'll bake with your tears the sweeter.