I watched as they put the twerp in cuffs. It was amusing to watch her squirm. But something didn't feel right about catching her so...easily. Especially with the weapons at her disposal. Well, guess it doesn't matter. As the police droids struggled to shove her into the car (she was suprisingly strong for such a twig of a person) she looked me in the eyes with manical glee, that soon disappeared as the robots finally managed to get her in the car.

"Hey Caitlyn."

"Hello, Vi," she paused for a moment, "You looked quite agitated while you were trying to subdue her, when usually you enjoy causing physical pain."

"Your point being?" I responded bitterly, remembering that un-fond memory.

"What did she do to you Vi?"

"Nuffin," just let it be Cupcake, just let it be. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow at me and put her hands on her hips. "Maaaaybeeeeeeeeee sumfin." Caitlyn raised the other brow in a manner that said 'You've got to be kidding me, Vi.' "Yeah, she said something."

"Well, what did she do?" Oh cupcake, you are sooooooo nosy. "I don't remember..." Just quit while you're still ahead Cait. "Okay I remember, but I don't have to tell you nothin', I am obligated to my privacy," I stated in a rather defensive manner, puffing out my chest and standing a little taller, even though I already beat Caitlyn in the game of height. It's not an actual game, just thought I would clear that up for you guys.

"No, Vi, you are obligated to food, medical attention, clothing, and shelter. Privacy, however, is a privelage." Did you really just Alcatraz me Cait? (hey author's note here: pretend Runeterra has an Alcatraz too.)

"Doesn't matter, you can't make me say anything Cait."

Caitlyn was staring at my quite hostily now. Wow, did i just say 'quite'...I've only spent like a couple months on the force with Cait...she has a quite fast acting effect on me, I suppose. I said 'quite' again. And 'I suppose' in a very formal manner. Woah.

"Caitlyn I am going to tell you this in a way you can understand. She did it to me, therefore it's my business, not yours, and you could torture me and I still wouldn't tell you."

"Vi, I know what I know what she did," she responded with venom...and a little...jealousy? I blushed a bit. Well this is in no way embarrasing. Oh wait, it freaking is.

Then why are you asking me Cait? Why? Oh wait. I know. She's manipulative and a know-it-all and she is nosy and, as she would say it, 'quite concerned'. Concerned my ass. She's something alright but not concerned. No ones ever been concerned for me.

"Then maybe you should butt-out cupcake."

"Butt-out? Butt-out? Vi you are my partner, It is my job, nay, my responisbility to be concerned for you." Dammit Cait, stop caring. "Well maybe I don't wanna be your partner anymore," I blurted out...do I still wanna be her partner?

"Vi do you realize you are either my partner, or in jail."

Fuck you Caitlyn. Fuck. You.

"Well if you are really my friend...maybe you would make an exception..but no, you're just a freaking bossy bitch that could never has time for friends or love. I'd prefer jail over you. Maybe someone will make me their bitch there. Better than being yours." So not the smartest thing but it mean can't get anyworse right? I really hope no one decides to make me their bitch...but if they do I can just handle it the hard way-or in my opinion, fun way. Break their face.

Caitlyn's eyes watered a bit at this and showed, for a split-second, her eyes looked hurt, and then soon followed by gleaming with hatred.

"Drones 107 and 109, pursue officer-no, former officer-Vi."

There 'eyes' went from slightly showing a neutral greyish-blue to glowing a dangerous red, they were preparing to attack, and I didn't have my gauntlents. Might as well try doe. As they came to restrain me I punched one right in the 'neck' where it was unprotected wires and gears. It's head popped right off and started to sizzle. No way the twerp would allow them to subdue her that easily...-I ducked right into time to miss the fist of one of the androids and popped back up grabbing it's fist before it could retract it and flipping the-realllly heavy-robot over on the ground and putting my foot on a mess of exposed wires and gears and grinding my heel into it until it stopped twitchting. Two down...I looked at the remaining drones at Caitlyns disposal...only like...1..2...3...4-fuck this, there's a lot more to go.


A/N

Greetings, my oh-so appreciated readers, I am working hard to revive some chapters. Input through reviews and pm'ing is, and will be, much appreciated. So basically, I tried to slightly fix the formatting and hopefully expanded on the feelings somewhat, it doesn't make sense now, but read on and what happened might make slightly more sense, I just need to edit the chapter that explains all this as well...And trust me, I am determined to find a way to make this chapter more realistic.