Recon(cile)

(Predictions/wants/whatever written right before arc III comes out since we all think that library scene from the teaser is going to be THE scene.)

I feel so clever for this title cause 'recon' means exploration 😏 and reconcile means something like forgiving/reuniting! Both of which Caitlyn and Vi will be doing in this short fic.

Let me know if you find any mistakes, I edited this at 3:30 am.

Cover made by me!

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Vi can't believe she's back here again. She never thought she would be. The library of the Kiramman mansion. More functional as a war room equipped with a conclusion board these days.

Vi stares at Caitlyn's back as she stands in front of said board, pondering over their plans against Ambessa and Noxus.

Vi lets out a sigh, "Shouldn't you take a break? Staring at that board for hours won't do us any good."

Caitlyn turns to look over her shoulder, clearly agitated. A loose strand of hair out of her ponytail falls in front of her face. "Do you have any better ideas?"

Vi shrugs and runs a hand over her face, "It's the middle of the night, cupcake. I'm exhausted and so are you. We won't get anything done like this."

Caitlyn's heart flutters at the familiar nickname but she doesn't let it show. She knows Vi is right. They both had been through so much it was a miracle they're still functioning.

"I can't go to sleep knowing what's to come. What's coming for us." Caitlyn turns back to the board and looks over her notes, her eyes land on Jinx's wanted poster she never took down.

Vi scoffs behind her, "Yeah, whose fault is that?" she mumbles under her breath, barely loud enough for Caitlyn to hear, but she does.

Caitlyn whips her body back around, now fully facing Vi, "I'm trying to fix this."

Vi glares daggers at the taller woman, "Yeah now, but how long were you sidled up with that self-serving war pig?" She's raising her voice now, standing upright from leaning back against the sofa in front of the fireplace.

Vi's chest heaves and turns red. Her face is scrunched up in anger and she's right on the edge of blowing up. It was bound to happen after all those months of keeping it bottled up inside her. Her only release being knocking Undercity scum out in the pit or being so badly beating up herself that she couldn't walk for days without getting dizzy.

She'd always hoped there was a point where she'd be able to yell at Caitlyn, let her emotions out. Vi always expected it would make her feel better but now in that moment, she realizes it doesn't. She hates the feeling of yelling at Caitlyn but she can't make herself stop until all the dark slick oil bubbling up inside her comes flowing out.

She's allowed to feel hurt and for once in her life, she's showing it.

Caitlyn stares at Vi, arms crossed over her chest. A crease forms between her eyebrows. She says nothing and Vi takes that as a sign to keep going.

Vi takes a step closer to the taller woman, "She oinked poison in your ear and you just ATE IT!"

Vi's words come out louder than she expects. She sees Caitlyn flinch.

Her insides are fighting her, trying to force her to apologize to Caitlyn when the door to the room flings open.

"Cait?" a blur of orange hastily enters the room but stops in her tracks once she sees Vi, looking her up and down.