First League of Legends fic ever! Besides my one crossover of course. I'm not really an avid player of the game, but I absolutely enjoy reading the lore. What's more, I ship Caitlyn and Vi so hard I couldn't just NOT write a story about them.

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It became hard to breathe.

Her chest felt tight, as if someone or something had stabbed her through the chest was forcing its hand through the wound, gripping her heart and lungs.

It wasn't the first time and once it came Vi effortlessly maneuvered her way out of her lover's arms, through the darkness of the bedroom and into the lavatory. Quickly lifting up the toilet seat, she vomited. While the darkness prevented her from seeing the contents, she could feel the familiar taste of liquid iron making its way up her throat and down her tongue.

Once she had finished she turned away and rested her back on the toilet, trying to regain lost oxygen. Her chest still felt tight but not as tight as before, allowing her to breathe a little more comfortably. Slowly getting back up and making her way to the door, Vi closed it as slowly and quietly as she could. Caitlyn already had enough troubles to deal with on a daily basis. Knowing about this would only make things worse for her. Finally turning on the lights, she immediately squinted as white suddenly illuminated the room. Giving herself a few more seconds to adjust, Vi made her way back to the toilet to observe the contents.

"Oh dear…" she sighed.

The water was the reddest that it had ever been during the years when she had first started experiencing the symptoms. If it was this bad already, then she was probably closer than she thought.

Why? Why had it come to this? There were so many things she wanted to do. So many things she had to do. She wanted to continue being the enforcer. To continue doing the right thing and bring justice. She didn't want to leave Caitlyn behind. Why did it have to happen now when she had so much to care for and not sooner when she didn't? At this rate, she'd give herself about a few hours before her chest started acting up again. No longer willing to think, the enforcer immediately sat down on the hard, marble ground and closed her eyes, trying to force herself back to sleep.

Sure enough, after a few hours, her chest tightened again, forcing the enforcer out of her slumber and back to the toilet. Her chest heaved more violently, this time making it harder for her to keep quiet. Each time she'd vomit until her body could take it no longer. Once she had regained her breath, she would vomit again, further reddening the water until it looked like there was no water left. Only blood.

It was during one of her resting periods that Vi finally heard knocking on the other side of the door.

"Vi?! Vi?!" Caitlyn cried, as she repeatedly knocked on the door.

The sheriff's voice sounded shaky and full of worry. Not a good sign. She had to think of some excuse, but what?

Mustering what strength she had left, Vi stood up and flushed the toilet before making her way to the sink so she could rinse her bloody mouth. As she rinsed, she could hear Caitlyn's voice becoming more panicked and what sounded like knocking then turned to pounding.

"Vi, please! Let me in!"

Slowly, the enforcer opened the door, only to find herself tackled to the ground by her crying lover.

"Vi, you're here! Oh Vi...Vi!" the sheriff cried, tightening her hold over the enforcer. A little bewildered, Vi returned her lover's embrace, rubbing circles on her back as she whispered words of comfort into Caitlyn's ears.

"Of course I'm here, cupcake. I'll always be here." she whispered.

Vi grabbed hold of her lover's arms and slowly pushed her away so they could see eye-to-eye. Upon closer inspection Vi could see sweat completely covering Caitlyn's forehead, her eyes were red as if she had just finished crying and her nightgown was a wrinkled mess, one of her straps hanging from her shoulder. The enforcer smiled as she wiped away the trail of tears from her lover's face and re-positioned the strap back to her shoulder before kissing her lover's cheek.

Being Piltover's sheriff was tough. Some crimes involved notorious criminals who somehow managed to evade the police force's grasp. Others involved organized crimes with many occurring at the same time, forcing the police to split up their forces. More often than not, it was a combination of both. When things didn't go well, it was on the sheriff to make things right. Combine that with being a daughter of rich parents full of ridiculous expectations, it was no surprise Caitlyn would eventually break down from all the pressure. As such it was Vi who, when not punching people or objects, served as her mental and emotional support. As (surprisingly) the older one between the two, it was Vi who gave Caitlyn the words she needed to hear to keep going. To keep being the best sheriff she could be. To give her all the love and comfort she needed.

"Will you tell me what happened?" the enforcer asked, rubbing her hands over Caitlyn's.

For a few seconds there was silence, as if Caitlyn was contemplating whether or not to say what she wanted.

"I know Ekko wants you to return and I...I dreamed you had left me to go back to Zaun. When I woke up you were gone. I called out to you but you didn't answer back. I thought…" Caitlyn sniffled. "I thought you had left me…"

While saddened by being the cause of her lover's tears, Vi inwardly sighed in relief. Thank goodness she didn't hear her vomiting.

"Oh cupcake," she whispered, bringing her lover back into her arms and stroking her dark blue locks. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise. Piltover's done more for me than Zaun ever did. I'm home now."

She could hear a faint "Thank you" from her lover as she returned to crying into her chest. Vi smiled in content as she continued embracing her lover. She knew she wasn't the greatest enforcer of the law. If anything, it caused one of Caitlyn's biggest headaches as the sheriff would always have to go out of her way to pay for the collateral damage she caused, so she was glad she could be useful for something else and not cause her lover any trouble.

They stayed in the same position for a few minutes in each other's embrace until Vi remembered the reason for her stay in the bathroom.

"Let's get you back to bed now, cupcake." Vi said, slowly standing up with the sheriff.

"Come with me?" Caitlyn whispered, unwilling to let go of Vi's hand.

"In a moment…" Vi whispered, hurriedly leading the sheriff back to their bed. She could feel it returning. She had to get Caitlyn back to bed before it happened.

Unfortunately Caitlyn stood still, noticing Vi's hurry.

"Vi, what's wrong?" she asked, latching onto her lover.

Before Vi could push her away, she felt her chest tighten again.

Oh no.

Forcing herself away from her lover's grasp, Vi rushed back to the toilet once again to vomit.

"Vi?! What's wrong?! Vi?!" Caitlyn called out, but Vi was too busy emptying herself of blood to reply. Each vomit being more violent than the last, she could feel the sheriff's horror as she watched Vi redden the water.

She began to grow tired. She was seeing stars. The entire world looked and felt like it was rotating. No longer having the strength to stand, Vi collapsed.

Her vision began to darken as she felt Caitlyn's tears fall to her cheeks.

I'm sorry cupcake, I didn't want you to know.

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