Vi didn't sleep that night. She was too excited, too worked up, too worried about what would happen. What would she wear? She was sure she had some clean clothing somewhere. Maybe a pair of jeans and a polo shirt. No, not polo, to formal. Just a t-shirt, ya. Oh gods what restaurant would she go to? What food did Caitlyn even eat? Maybe like, Yordel cuisine or something. There was a spot downtown that Vi used to go to. Ya, maybe there! It wasn't in the worst part of town, and the owner was a pretty swell lady. But what if she didn't like that food? Thoughts like this, a million miles an hour, bouncing around in her head.

Vi groaned in frustration, pulling at her hair. She looked over at the clock. Midnight. She had to do something. She swung her legs off the bed and stood up, making her way into her living room as she pulled on a dirty shirt she picked up off the floor. She ruffled her hair and scratched the shaven side of her head, thinking. At first she tired to watch some TV, but after the fifth add for Heimerdingers new and improved security system, complete with turrets, she decided there was nothing on. She made her way to the fridge, hoping there were at least a few bottles of beer to calm her nerves. She pulled her fridge open; half a gallon of mild, one egg, and some left over fast food from a week ago. Perfect.

She slammed the fridge door and started pacing. Back and forth, back and forth, from the front door to her workbench on the other side of the room, back and forth. She glanced at her watch. 12:10. "Aw come on!" she said "Fucking time. Move faster dam you!"

Eventually she sat down at her workbench and stared at her gauntlets. She had left a note for herself, scrawled in messy handwriting were the things she had thought to work on. Her right hand had a miscalibration in the thumb, which gave it about a 2 millisecond delay. The padding on the left side was starting to wear down, so replacing it would be more comfortable. Six or eight other things she had never found the time to do. Vi sighed heavily. "Fuck it" she said, cracking her knuckles and picking up her mini-welder. "Looks like an all nighter."

After what seemed like mere minutes, her phone rank. Vi reached over to the wall where it hung and answered with her typical "Vi's luxury mansion, the fuck do you want?"

"That's a strange way to pick up the phone" came the familiar voice of Caitlyn, complete with snooty accent and all. Vi dropped the tool she was working with.

"Cait" she said, trying to salvage the situation. "I wasn't expecting you to call this late-why, um why are you calling me this late? I mean don't get me wrong I like talking to you it's just like midnight and normal people are sleeping now, not that you're not normal because you're not sleeping or anything-"

Cait chuckled over the line. "Sorry dear, I hate to cut your adorable little rant short, but we've got work to do. Bank robbery uptown. Gona need you at the station, in uniform, ASAP. Got that officer?"

Vi straitened up in her seat. "Yes ma'am. I'll be there in fifteen."

"Good girl" she said. The line went dead. Did she just...flirt with Vi? 'Good girl'...that's...definitely a flirt...

Vi didn't have much time to think about it. By the time she had her gauntlets back together and was dressed, it had already been fifteen minutes. Shit. She had to speed all the way to the station (faster than she normally did) and run nearly every red light (only slightly more than she normally did), and even then, she didn't avoid the sheriff's usual 'you're late' speech. By the time she had been briefed and hitched a ride to the bank, it was well past three, and she was starting to get tired. Even the sheriff was showing it a bit. She had bags under her eyes, and her usually perfect hair was slightly frazzled, with ten or twelve strands clearly out of place. Vi noticed. Ten or twelve more than usual.

"You alright, boss?" she asked on the ride over.

She waved Vi off. "Fine, fine" she said through a yawn. "I just didn't sleep much. Too much paperwork, you know." Vi really didn't know, but she nodded like she did. "That and I'm just...excited for our date" the two of them blushed in unison and looked away from one another.

"Ya..." Vi said, rubbing the back of her neck. "ya should be...um...fun...and...good and stuff. You know?" Caitlyn giggled. Vi blushed harder.

Vi had never seen this bank before. It sat right smack dab in the middle of the gold district of Piltover, where the scientists and nobles lived. Most people stored their secrets here, Caitlyn explained, as the bank had a no questions asked policy for their boxes. The police surmised that the crooks were going after something in there. There was plenty you could steal to gain influence; family secrets, devastating inventions, wealth beyond imagining. They couldn't let the crooks get away.

The police had set up a standard cordon of the area. The bank sat atop a hill, so it was easily surrounded. It seemed to Vi as if every officer in the city had been brought in to deal with this. "Quite the turnout, huh Cupcake?" she said. "Looks like overkill if you ask me. Waaaay to many cops to deal with just one robbery."

"Don't call me that" Caitlyn said calmly. "The mayor himself requested it" she continued. "Apparently he's got something stored in there" she pointed vaguely at the bank "that he want's to stay there. Documents of some kind."

"The mayor's dirty little secret, huh?" Vi said, a wicked grin splitting her lips. "I wouldn't mind getting my hands on that. Come to think of it, I wouldn't mind getting my hands on EVERYTHING in that bank. I'm sure the Donger has a few toys that would make my fists pack a bigger punch."

Cait turned, face to face with her partner. "Don't even think about it, sweetheart" she said. There was something in her eyes and her cold tone that made Vi understand just how not funny that was to Caitlyn. "We're here to stop the bad guys." she continued, tone returning to normal. "just like we always do. So let's do it. McCloud? What's the plan."

Officer McCloud was a big monster of a man that ran the department's SWAT (special weapons and tactics) team. They usually didn't get a huge amount of work, as the normal police could handle just about anything thrown their way, but this, as Caitlyn had mentioned, was a very special operation. His team normally took on the worst of the worst, when the police were too ill-equipped or too scared to go in.

McCloud sniffed, whipped his nose, and looked down at the sheriff (he was a few feet taller). "Well" he said in his gruff, gravely voice. "They aren't going anywhere. We've got the place surrounded. I say we wait till they make a few demands, show us some of their cards. We still don't know how many there are."

"Any hostages?" Caitlyn asked.

"None that we know of" he said "all the employees have been accounted for, and they say there weren't any customers at the time of the break in. Not sure what these crooks were thinking, to be honest. There's really no way out of that vault."

Vi coughed. The two of them looked at her. "Who put you in charge again?" she asked McCloud, genuinely curious. The man bristled slightly.

"The mayor" he said shortly.

"Ah." Vi said. "Well, I don't mean to be rude, but you're kind of a fucking idiot."

Now he was pissed. McCloud puffed up his chest, his face turning red with anger. "'The hell do you think you're talking too? I've been doing this for years, little miss criminal. I know more about breaking crooks like you than you EVER will."

"Well if we just want to break them I could just use these" she said, patting her gauntlets, which lay on the hood of Caitlyns patrol car. "but we're talking about saving these rich pricks stuff, aren't we? So maybe I AM more qualified than you."

Before McCloud could start shouting, Caitlyn hushed him. "Do you have a point, Vi?" she asked sternly.

"Course I do, boss" she said "they clearly wouldn't have tried to hit the biggest bank in Piltover if they didn't have an escape rout. Did you check the sewers? Maybe one runs underneath."

"What kind of fool do you take me for?!" McCloud shouted. "'Course we checked the sewers! There are none!"

"What about decommissioned sewers. There's a whole network of unused tunnels that runs underneath the city. I used 'em all the time back in the day. Get away from stupid cops like you real easily."

"ENOUGH!" Caitlyn shouted. "Vi, are you sure?" she said sternly, shooting her the 'you had better be sure' look.

"Dam right I'm sure, Cupcake." she said, trying to make the most sure face she could. Those teal eyes burned into Vi's green ones.

"Check it" she said to McCloud, not turning away. After a moment of attempted protest, the SWAT commander stormed off, muttering angrily to himself. "We're going to have to talk about this 'Cupcake' thing, miss." she said, teeth gritted.

"After we catch these pricks, you can scream as much as you want. Over a nice dinner." Vi countered, turning away to get her gauntlets fitted. Vi didn't have to be looking to know the sheriff had smiled.

Hours passed with no news. There had in fact been a tunnel underneath the bank, which the crooks had been attempting to cut their way through. A few dozen officers with guns and harsh language had stopped that little plan, leaving the criminals sitting on their lorrals, trying to figure out what to do. Vi didn't like sitting on anything. She liked punching, running, acting. She HATED this nothing. Caitlyn didn't seem to mind. She had brought some manual on crime that some obscure Yordel had published a year or so ago. She drummed her massive fingers on the dashboard lightly, trying to kill time.

"UUUUGH!" she shouted suddenly, causing the sheriff to jump in her seat and let out a little yip of surprise. "FUCK I hate waiting like this. It's so BORING. Can't I just go in there and kick the shit out of some fools? PLEASE?"

Caitlyn sighed. "For the fifth time, no Vi. We stay put and wait for them to make a move. That's regulation."

Vi looked out at the doors of the bank. "Who the hell are these pricks anyways?" she muttered, flexing her shaking hands in her gauntlets.

McCloud knocked on the drivers side window, and Caitlyn rolled it down. "We've got a bit of a situation" he said, glancing at Vi.

"Do I get to puch people yet?" Vi asked exasperatedly, beginning to play with the seat controls.

"Looks like yes" he said, causing her to look up in confusion. "They're asking for you. By name."

The lobby of the bank was a mess. Papers littered about the floor, tile cracked and smashed along the ceiling and walls, broken glass everywhere. "Dam, you boys really did a number on this place didn't you?" Vi asked to no one in particular. "Well, I'm here. Why don't you come on out so I can kick your teeth in and we can all get on with our lives." silence. "Come on you fucks, I haven't got all day!"

"That's the Vi I remember" cam a calm, soothing voice that Vi recognized instantly. Out from behind a pillar stepped a man, about as tall as Vi, dressed in a brown leather duster and slick hat. Beneath his dusters, Vi saw the pistols she could never forget, blitz and lightning, his signature weapons. His black boots came up almost to his knees, matching the slacks he wore perfectly. "Long time no see, 'eh Vi?"

"Alphons" she said coldly, her face contorting in anger. "Just as douchey as ever I see. Still going for that fucking stupid cowboy look?"

Alphons put his hand over his heart in mock surprise. "You wound me madam" he said. "After all we went through, you greet me like that? How many years has it been?"

"Not nearly enough" she spat back. "I heard you skipped town. I looked for you, after you left me to die in that fucking mine. A boss looks after his crew, isn't that what you always said?"

"I did look after my crew, sweetheart" he said. "I looked after everyone not stupid enough to try and play hero. You think I was going to trade six of my best crooks for one little girl? You knew what you were getting into when you went back in. Don't you put that shit on me."

"As much as I would love to stand here and make small talk, my fist has an appointment with a VERY special face, so if you wouldn't mind getting to the fucking point..."

"As pleasant as always" Alphons said through a mock smile. "I was hoping to get you in here to ask for some help. You can get us out of here, right old gal?"

Vi snorted. "Sure I could" she said. "but fuck that noise. I'm not helping someone that tries to pull off the bad-boy-cowboy look that poorly."

Alphons sighed. "Oh well, we're just going to have to go with plan B then." He snapped his fingers.

Before she knew what was happening, Vi was surrounded. Faces, old and new, seemed to appear from everywhere at once, pointing guns her way. Rifles, pistols, shotguns, even a minigun which Vi recognized as Tiny-Pete's gun. "You're coming with us, one way or another" Alphons said. "and what better way to ensure our safety than by using the sheriffs little lap-dog, eh Vi?"

Vi looked around. Game time. She calculated every angle, every piece of cover, every gunman. Eight gunman including Alphons. Chain left, forward, pillar, across, right. She smiled. "Man you're a fucking moron, Alphons." she said, shaking her head. "You know I would always beat you in chess."

Before he could respond, Vi tapped a button inside her right gauntlet. Smoke erupted from it's knuckles, filling the room in seconds with a blinding white gas. The goons shouted, a few started spraying wildly, but Vi was already working. Before the smoke cleared, four of the goons were down, and Vi was moving to number five. She charged up her gauntlet, letting it loose with a cry as it propelled her across the room. Tiny-Pete screamed, dropping his gun as Vi's punch connected with his sternum and sent him flying into the wall. Gunfire erupted from all sides, spraying Vi's position, but she had moved already. She jumped from cover to cover quick as lightning, taking down two more goons with a few quick punches. Just Alphons now.

Vi spun around, her devilish grin still tearing across her face. "Time to die, fuck fa-"

The crack of a pistol cut Vi off. She stumbled back, clutching her stomach in surprise. She looked up, incredulous that he had hit. He fired again, hitting her in the chest this time. Blood erupted from the pinket, sending her stumbling back again. She fell to her knees, coughing up a glob of spittle and gore in her throat. Alphons chuckled. "You were always a hothead Vi" he said, moving closer to her.

Vi laughed, causing her to choke on the blood in her throat. She spat a glob at Alphons' feet. "I didn't see her here" Vi said through teeth gritted in pain. "You leave her to die too?"

"She flipped out when you left" he retorted. "Went totally nuts and left. Fuck if I know where she is now." he shook his head "Didn't even write did you? God's Vi, she's you're sister and you just abandoned her."

"She was better off with you" vi said, trying to stay awake. "Besides, if she had come with me, I'm not sure if I could have kept her safe. She always was a hot head like me-"

The familiar crack of a familiar rifle filled the lobby, and Alphons fell to the floor in a puff of red. Vi heard footsteps running towards her just as she fell to the side. "Vi" Caitlyn said. "Oh god's Vi?! Can you hear me?"

"Dam Cupcake" Vi said deliriously "you interrupted my conversation. I was just about to punch that stupid fucking hat off him."

"AMBULANCE!" Caitlyn screamed out the door "OFFICER DOWN! Stay with me Vi, come on now stay awake. Keep talking to me dear."

"I'm too tired Cupcake" she muttered, eyes drifting shut. She couldn't feel the holes in her body anymore. All the feeling was seeping from her body like the blood that was pooling on the floor. "He shot me, can you believe that" she muttered. "Me. He shot ME. I must be getting old or something."

Vi struggled to open her eyes. Caitlyn was staring at her, talking, but Vi couldn't hear the words. "Pretty as always Cupcake." she said, as darkness enveloped her vision, and her world went black.

MY FIRST AUTHORS NOTE! Hi all! Man i'm surprised ANYONE reads this. I kind of just started writing on a whim yesterday, and didn't really stop. To all my "long time" readers, thank you so much, and for my new ones, welcome! I hope to be bringing you many more chapters of Love and Crime in the next few days/weeks/months (so ya, Vi's not dead. Wow, shocker, i'm not killing off my main character five chapters in, what do you think this is, game of thrones?) Please review, or pm me if you have any suggestions. I always love to RP, especially LoL characters, so message me if you're interested!

Thanks for everyone who reads my stuff!

Abe