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Assistant: Title: For Legal Reasons, we are in love
        Author: SunsetSharkbite SunsetSharkbite 
        Chapter: 2/15 
        Summary: It was quiet as Caitlyn and Vi both processed the information, and then very slowly Vi pointed her finger to Caitlyn, and then to herself, one eyebrow raised up to the buzzed half of her hairline. “Us. Get married.”
A new law in Piltover prevents Zaun convicts from working topside without citizenship. Luckily for Vi, all she and Caitlyn have to do is take the next step of their relationship and get married, securing Vi a place in Piltover.Only problem is, they aren’t in a relationship.
        Contents: Chapter 2: The Proposal
    

    


      
        
          
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    The clicking of typewriters, whirring of fans and hissing of pipes was the usual background noise in the Warden’s station, broken only by the sound of Caitlyn’s heels. Dressed smartly in her uniform for an expected day of deskwork, she walked briskly across the floor to her office, a folder of reports she had been working on last night tucked under one arm.“Sheriff,” a voice called to her attention, and Caitlyn slowed to a stop to see one of the younger novice officers jog up to her, giving her a quick salute. She had never enjoyed the militaristic rank treatment but the brass seemed to enjoy the ritual, so she allowed it.Caitlyn nodded that he could speak, and he quickly cleared his throat. “Ma’am, me wife’s due any day now and she’s hurt her leg something real bad last night. I’m sorry for it being so last minute, but I can’t work m’nights until she’s healed up, just in case.”Watching his expression carefully, Caitlyn thought her options over. The recruit was new, and could benefit from the training these shifts had in store to better integrate him to the team. However, a stressful situation at home could distract him, and makes the shift difficult for everyone aboard.She also had to balance being agreeable, but insisting on responsibility and self-reliance in situations such as these.“Ask around and see who you can find to replace you, report back to me before tea,” she instructed. “I’ll look at the schedule and see how we’ll manage.”He nodded and, with another quick salute, jogged off to the break room. Caitlyn watched him go for half a moment, before continuing crossing the floor.She opened the door to her office to see Vi was already seated opposite her desk, leaning the chair on its two back legs while her feet were up, leveraging her off a corner. The air smelled slightly of cigarettes - hopefully because Vi had a smoke right before coming back inside, and not because she had tried to stand by Caitlyn’s window and waft the fumes outside.“Boots,” Caitlyn said absently as she shut the door behind her. Vi swung her feet off of the desk corner, wiping at any dirt that might’ve smudged there from her heels, and then leaned back again in the chair with her legs spread wide. It was rude, mannish behaviour but Caitlyn had long given up correcting her for it. Vi always did like taking up as much space as possible.“Good morning Muffin,” Vi said in a little sing-song tone as Caitlyn circled her to take her seat at her desk; noting the named baked good sitting on napkin, waiting for her in front of a hot cup of tea, just like every morning. Vi always brought them under insistence that Caitlyn was skipping too many breakfasts.As Caitlyn sat down and began to organize the contents of the folder she carried, Vi leaned over on one elbow, still teasing. “Or should I start saying ‘Wifey’?”“You shouldn’t, because that word is horrible, and because we’re only technically fiancées right now.” Caitlyn corrected without looking up from sorting her papers. She paused, a report in her hand, and looked with curiosity over to Vi. “Have you told anyone yet?”Vi shook her head. “Nah, I was waiting for your go ahead.”“Good,” Caitlyn resumed sorting the reports while Vi waited patiently. “I’ll be filing for the process to start today, so that I’m sure will start to trickle down. We certainly don’t want to announce anything boldly, but a bit of gossip will help smooth the process. I’m expecting we’ll get a bit of pushback.”She tapped one pile of papers together to get them aligned, and then laid them flat on her desk, folding her hands on top.“I had the thought last night - we should get rings.”“Rings?” Vi blinked. Caitlyn nodded, looking at her gloved left hand, and then glancing to Vi’s wrapped ones.“Practical ones,” she noted, flexing her fingers before rolling them into a loose fist and bringing her hand up to rub her thumb along the knuckle of her ring finger. “It will help sell the ruse.”“Yeah, makes sense,” Vi nodded, looking down at her own left hand with a thoughtful pout. “You don’t want a big glitzy one? Something to show off to all the gals at the gala?”Caitlyn merely raised an eyebrow, taking a sip of tea. “You see me as the type to ‘show off’?”Vi snorted, laughing. “I dunno, you’re the one who always has to attend the fancy dinner parties, get the ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ for the bit. And I just feel like I’d spoil ya with something nice, y’know? If I was in love.”“Hmm,” Caitlyn hummed, lowering her tea cup and breaking off a small piece of the muffin Vi had brought to pop into her mouth. It was one of her favourite flavours, raspberry bran, from the popular little bakery down the street and still a little warm. She smiled as she chewed and swallowed with her fingers in front of her mouth before tilting her head to Vi.“I have no doubt you would,” she said, breaking off another piece of muffin. “But let’s stick to practical.”Vi considered it, but before she could respond the clock chimed out the morning shift’s scheduled patrol. With a dramatic sigh, Vi rocked in her chair and stomped up to her feet, tapping her fist on Caitlyn’s desk. “Well, that’s me. I’ll see you for lunch?”“I may have a meeting, but I’ll call you in if not. We should have the paperwork by the end of the day…” Caitlyn trailed off as she squinted down at a small post-note she’d written to herself, dated for today, before remembering she was speaking. “We can grab drinks if I miss lunch,” she finished saying, looking up to Vi with a nod.Thumbing at her cheek under her tattoo, Vi just nodded and shot Caitlyn a wink, placing her hands over her heart as she began to back up to the door. “I’ll think about you while I’m on patrol, Honeybuns.”Caitlyn scowled, pointing a finger. “Do not think this a chance for you to work out more ridiculous nicknames.”“Smoochy-poo,” Vi continued, laughing as she walked backwards and fumbled behind her for the handle. “Cutie-pie. My Tophat Tiddlywink.”“Could you take this a little seriously?” Caitlyn asked. Vi only winked again and closed the door after her, leaving Caitlyn to let out a loud sigh of exasperation before frowning down to her morning work. Shaking her head to clear it, she reached for her pen and notebook and began to write. It was half past ten when Caitlyn’s secretary came bustling into her office with the morning’s stack of reports and fierce apologies for her tardiness. Caitlyn, hyper focused on recent, seemingly unrelated, reports all stemming from one location of the city, didn’t look up when she entered; only held out her hand for the folders and placed them in front of her while jotting more notes down.“Has the council sent us any word this morning?” She asked, finally dragging her eyes away from the list she was writing. She blinked up to Sonyia, who shook her head. Caitlyn hummed, then decided no news was good. Jayce forewarned her this early as a favour but even normally the law enforcement got wind of new laws in advance of announcement. She had to be careful they could arrange the marriage… scheme before it was known they were aware of anything.“There’s been an increase in pickpockets over the weekend,” Sonyia did say. “Market shift reported getting more than usual considering it’s not festival season.”Caitlyn nodded, opening the reports folder to look at the mess of scrawl and loose leaf inside, lifting the first couple. While Sonyia typed up the reports in a much more organized and legible fashion, available in the second folder, Caitlyn always requested she got the original notes as well. She shuffled through a few more papers, skimming them for keywords or anything that might pop out of interest before speaking again.“Officer…” d@mn, what was his name, “Milton, I believe. Recently hired, young man scheduled for tonight. Let him know he can rearrange his duties to Sunday instead, help out the market shift with extra boots. That should give him enough time to arrange for his wife.”Sonyia nodded, scribbling the instruction down on her clipboard then looking up again, waiting for Caitlyn’s next words. Nothing in the notes was popping out to her, and Caitlyn hummed thoughtfully.“Anything else to report?”“No,” Sonyia said with a smile. “It’s been blessedly quiet.”“Were that was all our days,” Caitlyn said, flipping through a couple more notes. “Thank you, Sonyia, that’s all for this morning then unless the quiet decides to break. If you could look into any history of reports from these locations,” she held up the list she had been writing over to the young woman, looking again at the paper she had been reading before the assistant entered. “And try to have that list back to me by this afternoon.”Sonyia nodded, and was about to turn when Caitlyn remembered the other important task, and clicked her tongue to catch the girl’s attention.“Oh, and I’ll need you to send a requisition to city hall for marriage application and immigration forms.” She continued to read through the paper in her hands, before in the silence realizing she might have forgotten something else, and quickly added a “Please.”There was a beat of silence before Sonyia asked, in a confused tone. “Marriage application?”“Or whatever starting paperwork is required,” Caitlyn elaborated with an absent wave of her hand. She finally looked up, and gave her assistant a tight, awkward smile. The request was as good as admitting it, so she may as well put it plainly. “I’m getting married.”A small, nervous tightness built in Caitlyn’s chest as she waited for a response to the statement. The scheme was now out, and she’d have to test how well this would go to make sure it worked believably.Sonyia stared at her with her mouth open in a shocked ‘O’ for a couple of blinks, before, to Caitlyn’s relief, she burst into a wide grin. “Sheriff, that’s wonderful!”“Thank you—““About time too, me and the girls were wondering if Vi was ever going to ask. How did she do it? When? Oh, wait, did she ask or did you?”Vi’s name and the unexpected barrage of questions caught Caitlyn off guard, and she uncharacteristically faltered trying to respond. “I— she— you were expecting this?”“Of course, for ages. Some of the others thought that maybe you’d already gotten married in secret, honestly,” Sonyia chuckled.Caitlyn wasn’t sure what sort of expression she was making, but it cause Sonyia to quickly correct herself, a hand raised apologetically. “Not that we gossip about you, ma’am, it’s just that… well, everyone could see it. We respect your privacy, honest, we all thought you weren’t telling us in order to keep up appearances. But I think to be truthful, everyone’s been waiting for this.”Blinking, Caitlyn realized her mouth was slightly open in surprise and she closed it, clearing her throat as she processed the new information that inadvertently confirmed Jayce’s argument. “Ah.”“Sorry,” Sonyia apologized again, but she was still smiling. “It’s wonderful news, really. We all think Vi’s great, and you make each other happy. And we all prefer our boss to be happy.”Caitlyn couldn’t help the chuckle at that one, mouth pressed into a tight smile as she nodded in agreement. Sonyia looked relieved, and then eagerly leaned forward again, her clipboard clutched to her chest like they were schoolgirls gossiping in the yard.“So, would you tell me how? Oh, I bet it was so romantic.”“Romantic?” Caitlyn held back the laugh, raising an eyebrow. Her mind raced, trying to come up with a quick lie on the spot. How would a proposal go between them? She couldn’t believe she’d forgotten news like this warranted a million prying questions, had been too focused on the legal hurdles.Sonyia only hummed wistfully. “Vi tries to play tough, but we’ve all seen how she acts with you,” she said affectionately. “So, how’d she do it? Flowers? Candles? Did she set up some puzzle for you to solve with the ring as the prize. Oh! Can I see the ring?”D@mn, Caitlyn knew decoy rings were going to be important.“I left the ring at home,” she managed to say with a tight smile. “For safety reasons.”Sonyia tsk’d with disappointment but didn’t pry more. “Of course, of course,” she nodded, standing straight up with a slight flush to her cheeks. “Sorry for bothering you, ma’am, it’s just very exciting news. I’ll… I’ll get back to work.”“Please try to keep this at minimal gossip, thank you,” Caitlyn requested. The assistant nodded dutifully and turned to leave.“And Sonyia,”“Yes, Sheriff?”“Don’t forget to actually file the paperwork.”Sonyia giggled and shook her head. “Oh, I wouldn’t for the world, I’ll make sure you have them on the double! I’m so glad to be a part of this.”She left the office with brisk steps after that, and Caitlyn looked back down at the paper she had been holding. She stared at it for a good full minute before realizing she wasn’t managing to actually read the report, stuck on the words as her conversation with her assistant distracted her.They should have thought of this in advance, the little details they’d be expected to repeat over and over to make the relationship feel legitimate.With a shake of her head, Caitlyn decided to go make herself some tea to see if that would clear it. Vi strolled into the office at half-past five, carrying a takeout container in one hand and a teacup in the other. She placed both onto Caitlyn’s desk before sitting down and pulling an apple out of her jacket pocket for herself, crunching noisily into it. Silently, Caitlyn reached over her strewn papers to open the container, looking up to see the triangle slices of a club sandwich waiting for her inside. The sight and smell immediately had her realize just how hungry she was, and she glanced up at the clock.“I missed lunch again,” she realized, and Vi nodded with a mouthful of apple. With a smile of thanks, Caitlyn took a sandwich triangle and began to eat.“So, funny thing, Jarvis pulled me aside earlier,” Vi began to say, apple hovering close to her mouth while she spoke. “Shook my hand and said ‘I know we’re not supposed to say anything, but I wanted to congratulate you.’” She took a bite of her fruit and continued to speak through her mouthful. “And then later Jean came up and patted me on the back, telling me ‘nice work’. And then Sally came up, grabbed my hand, looked at my fingers, and asked how many carats you got for me.”With a knowing look, Vi tilted her head like she was working out a problem. “Wonder what that’s all was about…?”Caitlyn bit back the unsurprised laugh. She expected the gossip to start to trickle through the ranks, but apparently she underestimated the speed of this particular information. After her conversation this morning, though, maybe she shouldn’t have been surprised.“I asked Sonyia to send out for the marriage application,” she explained and Vi swallowed with a slightly nervous looking grin.“So, cat’s out of the bag eh?”Remembering the conversation with her assistant earlier, Caitlyn shook her head. “I’m not sure it was ever in. She not only wasn’t surprised, she immediately assumed it was to you.”Laughter burst from Vi and she adjusted in her seat, throwing one leg up over the other in a still-wide stance. “Really? D@mn, this is gonna be a walk in the park then.”“Actually, that does remind me.” Caitlyn polished off another triangle of sandwich and politely held her hand up to her mouth until she finished chewing to speak. “Details. We’re going to have to agree on some specifics to make sure the ruse stays believable.”“Whatcha mean?”“Who asked who. How. The sort of thing we may get asked over and over.”Vi nodded, silently mouthing an ‘o’ in understanding, before taking another bite of apple. Caitlyn used the silence to finish her sandwich, both of them eating quietly a moment until Vi leaned back and tossed the apple core into the wastebasket by the desk.“So,” she asked, leaning forward on her knees with that mischievous grin. “Who asked who?”“Well, Sonyia seemed under the impression you would, so perhaps we’ll stick with that.”A slightly shocked half-smile froze on Vi’s face, before it melted into a proud grin. She sat up a little straighter, puffing out her chest. “She did, huh?”“Seems to think you’re quite the romantic.” Caitlyn hummed, teasingly looking unimpressed.Vi winked with a click of her tongue, still grinning wide. “Alright, so,” she leaned back in her chair, throwing one arm over the back with a casual attitude. “How do I do it?”Caitlyn smiled wryly, picking up her teacup to take a slow sip. “You’re the one proposing. Shouldn’t you be telling me?”Nose scrunching up, Vi blew at some of her bangs that had fallen in front of her face. “Aww, you just want to give me more work.” She complained, drumming her fingers where her hand was resting on the back of the chair. Caitlyn raised an eyebrow.“Proposing to me is work?”“Well, I have to think up something for you to approve,” Vi said as if the interpretation were obvious. Caitlyn laughed, and Vi echoed it, leaning back and shoving her hands in her jacket pockets, one leg bouncing as she thought.“Okay,” Vi began, “I think I’d… take you some place like… No, no, I’d cook for you.”“You’d cook?”“Well I couldn’t do it somewhere public, right? If we were together on the downlow, make sense I’d have to propose where we’d have privacy. At my place, I guess.”Caitlyn raised her eyebrow and nodded in agreement. Vi clicked her tongue, still thinking.“Nothing fancy, maybe like a quiche or something. Try to throw you off guard. I figure you’d probably know the second a proposal was coming if I tried to do anything even slightly special without an occasion, so I’d have to try and be plain. Then I’d…”She trailed off again, thinking more to the soundtrack of her boot heel tapping rapidly against the office floor.“You know me well enough that you’d probably suspect it anyway, so I’d have to throw you off. Get you like… a real fancy dessert. One of those truffle things you love, with all the chocolate. Maybe set up some candles. And then… nothin’.“You’d get disappointed, and try not to act disappointed and I’d play dumb. And then maybe later we’d be doing dishes and I’d pretend to drop something, go down to pick it up. And when you look I’m there on one knee, holding the ring.”
  Caitlyn toyed with her teacup, one finger lightly pushing at the handle to spin it back and forth in a careful motion as she considered Vi’s idea. It didn’t sound unrealistic, she certainly didn’t want to bog the lie down with complicated extravagance, but it also didn’t seem like the other woman’s idea of romantic. It was simple and yet… for Vi, it didn’t seem to fit. 

  “You’re going to propose while I’m doing your dishes?”

  “Well I mean, you insist on helping me with my dishes now,” Vi snorted. “You’d probably be even more stubborn about it if we were hooking up, and I dunno,” she clicked her tongue, looking around the office with the airs of avoidance she got when a situation frustrated her. “I’m trying to think of a way that’d actually surprise you the crew would believe.”

  Caitlyn paused her motions to bring her teacup to her lips, drinking thoughtfully. It would be difficult for Vi to surprise her, truthfully. The woman was bold with her emotions, and Caitlyn knew her long enough to read her moods like a book, and she suspected in a romantic setting Vi would be even easier to read, impossible to surprise her with anything in advance. Caitlyn tried to think of a method that sounded both idealistic romantic and reasonable, should this situation be real.

  Vi finally returned her attention to her, expectantly waiting and Caitlyn lowered her cup.

  “It doesn’t have to be a planned surprise you know,” she suggested. “Maybe you just… ask.”
“What, like, throw it in conversation? ‘Nice shot Cupcake, wanna trade vows’?”Caitlyn laughed lightly, shaking her head. “Well, I’d expect if we were seeing each other… that way, we’d be sharing a bed?” She looked to Vi and Vi shifted her seat and looked away, nodding affirmatively with pink cheeks. Caitlyn continued, staring off to the side as she mused aloud. “Maybe one morning you roll over, take my hand and swear that you want to spend every morning like that, forever.”It was quiet, and Caitlyn returned her attention to Vi to see the other woman looking back to her with an expression that made Caitlyn feel oddly unbalanced. Caitlyn shrugged and sipped her tea to right herself again, avoiding Vi’s gaze. Vi blinked a couple of times, brushing her hair out of her face.“D@mn, okay,” Vi said, scratching at the back of her head. “Yeah? I guess morning breath’s kinda romantic.”“It’s more romantic than the dishes,” Caitlyn pointed out.
  Vi snorted but didn’t argue. “Oh, speaking of, I found us rings,” she swerved the conversation excitedly, jostling the hand still in her pocket. Caitlyn blinked in surprised.
“It’s been barely a day, where did you—“She was cut off by Vi pulling the rings out in her fist, a thin golden band with a red line down the centre, and a slightly thicker one with a blue gem sitting between two tiny diamonds in a swirl of an intricate pattern. She held out her other hand, motioning with her fingers expectantly before Caitlyn realized what she wanted and laid her own hand in the offered one. Vi tugged off Caitlyn’s work glove and slid the thinner ring on, grinning with pride that it fit.“There, a nice practical one for you.”Caitlyn took her hand back and looked down at the ring, admiring how well it fit for just a second before suspicion made her brow furrow. She looked up.“Vi, where did you get these rings?”A guilty look cross Vi’s face and she gave Caitlyn a sheepish smile. “Found ‘em?”As Caitlyn continued to give her a scrutinizing look Vi cleared her throat and clarified, looking at a corner of the ceiling instead of her partner. “Might’ve found them a bin in the confiscation room from a perp we booked a couple months ago.”“Darling, that still counts as stealing.”“We were locking him up, he’s not gonna miss ‘em,” Vi protested. “Figured why spend money on the plan if we don’t have to, right? And we’ll be done with ‘em way before he gets out! Just tell folks you don’t like wearing rings when it happens. Plus,” she added, cutting Caitlyn off before she could chide Vi further, “if we got rings now, people will add up the timeline. That’d look suspicious.”Caitlyn looked down at the ring again, considering the argument and then shook her head. Wearing stolen contraband wouldn’t do. “We could always say you didn’t know how to ask my ring size, so we decided to go and get rings together after you popped the question.”“Hmm. Okay. That could work,” Vi mused, distracted from really registering the tease by the ring on her finger. She tilted it this way and that, clearly enjoying how it caught the light. Caitlyn watched her, amused and a little surprised.“Did you want a big glitzy ring?” she asked.“Eh, not usually,” Vi said but she was grinning as she looked down at her hand. “But in this circumstance makes me feel a little fancy.” She raised her hand to display the ring to Caitlyn and waggled her fingers, winking. “You think I’m worth the pricey stuff.”Caitlyn pressed her mouth together in a smile. “I’m fairly sure that’s a counterfeit, dear.”Looking down at her hand again, Vi just shrugged and continued to admire her new false engagement jewelry.“Wonder if it holds up to socking a guy,” she mused.Caitlyn bit back the laugh, hiding it under a sigh. “Please don’t assault people with the symbol of our love.”Vi burst out into a laugh of her own, loud and brash that she immediately tried to quiet down with a snort. Caitlyn brought a hand up to her mouth to hide her own smile and waited for her companion to settle. Once Vi had, Caitlyn tapped on her desk with her fingers to get her attention again.“You have sparring training in the morning tomorrow, so we’ll set a reminder to go shopping at lunch before bridge patrol,” she suggested, drumming her fingers on the desk. “We can say we’re celebrating the process starting, since we’ll have the paperwork to send in by then.”“Alright. With your brains and my devilish good looks and charm, we’ll pull this off faster than you can say ‘Vi, don’t you dare’.”Vi said the last bit in the mimicry tone she always used to tease Caitlyn’s accent, earning her an unamused look in return. Chuckling, Vi stood up and stretched out an arm. “So which proposal are we using?”“I would prefer not the dishes,” Caitlyn stated firmly, though she softened when Vi looked a little disappointed her idea was being shut down. “The spontaneous option feels more suited to you,” she added gently. “Unplanned and unpredictable.”That reasoning seemed to make Vi feel better and she rolled her shoulder with a grin, tossing the longer part of her hair with mock girlishness. “It’s what you love about me, right? And I guess it does make me sound more romantic.”A bloom of warm affection had Caitlyn smiling at that, and she took another sip of tea. Vi clicked her tongue, shoving her hands into her jacket pockets again.“Alright I got a gym to hit up. I’m guessing…” she gave a knowing look to the messy piles scattered around Caitlyn’s desk, the notepad already three pages filled with what Caitlyn was writing when Vi came in. “No drinks tonight, huh?”“I’m working out a pattern,” Caitlyn admitted and immediately Vi gave her a stern look. “I promise I won’t stay too late.”“You better keep that promise, we’re engaged now,” Vi said. Then she shifted her weight, looking a little unsure and tapping the palm of one hand with the back of the other. “Hey, um, should I act different? Like, uh,” she motioned in the air while trying to come up with the words, Caitlyn watching her curiously. “Touch you more, physical stuff?”“Oh,” Caitlyn blinked, sitting back slightly in her chair. She hadn’t considered the physical affection - Vi was already a fairly physical person, often nudging, touching, wrapping an arm around Caitlyn’s shoulder or arm while they were out on patrol. Caitlyn was well used to it, to the point of barely noticing the contact, but now she was strongly aware that it could well be a reason Sonyia immediately assumed Vi when Caitlyn broke the news.She wasn’t even sure how Vi could increase things. Unless she meant like…Caitlyn shook her head, feeling her cheeks warm. “I doubt it’s necessary. Everyone’s already assumed from how we act normally, we can just maintain that.”“Alright, okay,” Vi said looking… relieved? Relaxed in any case, lightly tapping her hands together still before shoving them into her pockets. She gave a nod to Caitlyn, blowing away some errant hairs from her messy bangs and grinned. “I’ll see ya tomorrow then,” she said, motioning a partial wave with an elbow, and heading for the door. Just as she reached it, hand on the handle, Vi turned again and shot another grin Caitlyn’s way.“Sweetie bun.”“No.”With a snort, Vi left.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          I’m gonna give the gays everything they want* *Caitlyn doing paperwork and talking logistics'
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