Ladies and gentleman, another chap! Sorry it took me so long!

Blake rubbed her temples. Working night shifts was exhausting as hell, and it had been a long one. She let out a sigh, and stared back down at the papers on her desk.

The file held the information, mugshot, and warrant of Raven Avianna Branwen, born January 3rd, cycle 675, arrested on the evening of March 23rd, cycle 701. Questioned by Weiss Schnee of the Vale Police Department. Five previous arrests. Two previous incarcerations.

July 27th, cycle 688. Arrested on the charge of carrying a concealed weapon. Probation.

November 14th, cycle 689. Arrested on the charge of carrying an illegal substance. Prison, thirty days.

December 26th, cycle 689. Arrested on the charge of assault. Prison, six months.

Blake let out a whistle. It was a wonder the woman still had a source of income.

"Hey Blake." A whisper interrupted her thoughts.

Blake looked up to see Yang leaning over her, two steaming mugs of coffee in her hand.

"Boiling hot, just how you like it." Yang winked.

"Thanks."

"Your shift is over, you know that, right?"

Blake glanced over at the clock. The arrows pointed to 1:50 AM. "Shit." Yang frowned, concerned.

"You're overworking yourself." She stated. It wasn't a question. It was plain fact. Blake had dark circles under her eyes, her hair was matted and her makeup was smudged.

Blake rolled her eyes. "Who doesn't?"

"Good question. Try Ruby, Weiss, Coco, Jaune, and oh, I dunno, just about everyone else who has intelligence?" Yang shot back.

"Then why is Jaune on that list?" Blake grinned playfully. "Hmm? Tell me, Yang, or else."

"Or else what?"

"Next time you spend the night, you'll sleep on the couch."

Yang gasped in mock surprise. "Oh, will I?"

"Mmm-hmm." Blake winked. "What's it gonna be?"

"I love it when you're feisty." Yang wrapped her arms around Blake and embraced her in a deep, passionate kiss.

"Only for you, Yang." Blake planted a kiss on Yang's neck. The blonde moaned in pleasure.

Officer Goodwitch's voice filtered through the door. "Are you alright in there?"

The two looked at each other in fear. "Maybe we should take this somewhere else?"

The next morning…

Ruby hopped into her car, She jammed in the keys, turned on the radio, and drove onto the highway.

Claude De Blanca's nasal voice filled the red Chevrolet.

"In recent news, Raven Branwen, the woman accused of murdering Summer Rose, has been declared fit to stand trial, if specific conditions are followed. The second suspect, Pyrrha Nikos, has been declared fit, with no conditions. If you have any information, please call the Beacon Tipline at 1-800-123-4567, or message the VPD at . In other crime-related news, Ahsoka Tano has been found innocent of the bombing on Temple Street High School…"

Ruby veered into the parking lot, scanning her card, and parking in a space close enough to the entrance. She opened the car door, and jumped out, grabbing her workbag, and locking her door.

Blake, Yang… I wonder how she's coping? I gotta visit Uncle Qrow tonight… Hope I can get some answers.

A ringtone interrupted her thoughts. Casey Lee Williams' new hit, I Burn.

Speak of the devil.

She answered the phone.

"Ruby Rose here."

"Hey sis!" Yang said cheerfully. Ruby could hear Blake on the other end, probably berating Yang for leaving her clothes on the floor again. It was a problem that Ruby could relate to.

"Hi Yang," Ruby greeted. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, Rubes. Blake explained it all to me. Not like I'd want to talk to that bitch anyway, after what she did to our family." Yang's tone turned angrier than Ruby had ever heard it, which was saying something.

"Yang…"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. Have you talked to Uncle Qrow?"

"No. Why? I saw him last weekend though."

"Mind having him over for dinner tonight?"

"Of course not!"

"Okay if Weiss and Winter come?"

"Ruby has a girlfriend!" Yang singsonged.

"Yang!"

"Sorry. Love ya sis."

"Alrighty, then I gotta go, and, just saying, you're late. Love ya too." Ruby hung up, and walked into the station, scanning her ID card in the door. The security guard waved, and Ruby waved back, grinning from ear to ear.

She trotted down the hall at a brisk pace, bumping into none other than Winter Schnee in the process. The woman snarled, and opened her mouth to scold Ruby for her mishap, but stopped when she realized she was talking to her sister's girlfriend.

"You must be Ruby." Winter greeted.

"That I am." Ruby answered.

"Come with me. I have information with me about this case of yours. She set off down the hall, leaving Ruby to follow.

Winter turned a corner into an empty conference room. Ruby followed suit. Inside, manila-coloured files were spread across the table, along with bags marked 'Evidence' and photos.

Winter took a seat, and Ruby did the same. She pushed a folder toward Ruby. She opened it, gasping when she saw its contents. Sure, it was in French, but the girl in the picture was unmistakeable.

Pyrrha Nikos: Petite Criminelle

Pyrrha Nikos: Little Criminal

Par Peter Mansbridge

A picture of the red-haired suspect stared up at Ruby.

Winter interrupted her reading. "You need not read further. Ms. Nikos committed crimes outside the country before coming here. Violent crimes. Theft. Attempted murder. All charges were dropped. No lawyers, just dropped. We don't know why this is, but rest assured we will find out. And press charges." Winter rose from her seat, staring Ruby down with an icy glare. "That will be all. I'll see you tonight."

"Thanks."

"Don't mention it."

Later that day…

"You done with the chicken?" Ruby called across the kitchen. In answer, Yang pulled a roast bird out of the oven.

"Yup." Yang set it down on the counter, and went to check on Blake, who was setting out silverware on the dining room table.

"You finished?"

"Yeah." Blake straightened the fork, eyes narrowing.

"OCD, Blake, OCD."

"Shut up."

Yang stuck her tongue out at her Faunus lover. "You're no fun."

Blake chose to ignore the comment, instead asking "Did you hide all the alcohol?"

"Yes, Blakey Dearest"

Blake mentally cringed at the nickname. "In a good spot this time?"

"Is your dresser good enough?"

"I think so."

Just like that, the doorbell rang. Yang could hear voices bickering on the other side.

"Ruby! People! Door!"

"Got it!"

Winter, Weiss and Qrow made their way in.

Winter had a bloody nose, Qrow looked like his eye was going to be blacker than the author's soul the next morning, and Weiss was plain grumpy.

Weiss spoke up. "We carpooled."

Yang poked her head out of the dining room.

"I can see that." She said jokingly.

Ruby offered Winter a tissue. The white-haired woman accepted it and went to the bathroom to clean up her face. Weiss ran after

Once the Schnee sisters had gone, the sisters rounded on their uncle. "What the hell?" Yang whisper-yelled.

"That's your future niece-in-law!" Ruby hissed, throwing her hands up in the air. "Why did you do that?"

"She provoked you." Blake said from the corner of the had slipped in, unnoticed by the trio. "The window was open, and we're on the second floor. Winter said something about your sister and you yelled at her and slapped her, then she punched you back, and you got her nose. I don't entirely agree with you, but I think she got what she deserved."

Qrow stared at Blake, eyes skimming over her bow. "You seem reasonably informed. Why were you watching us?"

"Ruby said you two have some beef." Blake shrugged. "I figured, well, why not see if I could wheedle anything out of you."

"Why did you let them ask me here?"

"You covered for her, didn't you?"

A/N: CLIFFHANGER! I hope this wasn't too confusing! Also, would you readers prefer having longer chapters, but waiting longer for an update, or the regular 700-900 words on a weekly schedule?

Leave a review and tell me!

Next time on: Skeletons in the Closet:

-We find out whether Blake knows more then she should.

-And how Blake knows it.

-What Pyrrha's skeletons in the closet are.

-A little more on Raven and Summer's relationship.

-A little more on what Qrow did that night.