The Piltovian Mafia (Arcane fan fiction)

☆Unexpected☆

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Vi had decided to pick Powder up from school because Ekko had caught some kinda cold. He and Benzo had to stay away from the bar for a couple of days, more in fear of Caitlyn getting sick than anyone else living there.

"Vi, can we stop by Jericho's?" Powder asked, closing the passenger door of the truck.

"You know I can't say no to that," Vi said, shifting gears and driving off, "Caitlyn doesn't like the smell of it anyway."

"You mean your babies don't like the smell of it."

As the truck stopped at a read light, Powder's phone began blowing up with text messages as Vi's began to ring, "All it says is for you to answer the phone," Powder told her. She handed her sister the phone on speaker as the light turned green.

"Hello?" Vi answered. It was Vander.

"Vi, you need to come to the hospital right now," he told her, "Caitlyn's in labor."

Vi slammed on breaks. The car behind her honked at her then went around, "Which one?"

"Which one do you think, child? The furthest or the closest? You know she won't go to Piltover right now."

"Hey, Vander? Now's not the time to be a smart ass!" She then hung up and put the phone in the cup holder, "You don't mind going on a little field trip, do ya, Pow?"

"What? No!" Powder exclaimed, "These are your babies we're talking about, just drive."

There was a loud screech from the truck tires as Vi made a U-Turn, taking the quickest route to Zaun's hospital.

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The light and the nurse's face was all a blur in Caitlyn's eyes. Suddenly, a blob of pink hair came into her view, "Hey, Cait," Vi said in a relived tone. Caitlyn felt her hand grab onto hers.

The shooter began to squint her eyes in pain, "Vi, I don't think I can do this," she said.

"Yes, you can," Vi assured her, "Just listen to me, Cait. You're gonna get through this, okay? I know it's painful, you just have to breathe."

A shock of pain shot up Caitlyn's spine, causing the woman to yelp, "Please!" She cried. She felt the nurse's hand wipe the sweat off her forehead.

"You're gonna be alright, honey, okay?" The nurse told her. Her hand then went to wipe the painful tears away.

A more painful shock came this time, causing Caitlyn to scream. She felt more and more pain as the first baby came closer to the outside world. The woman felt herself grow weaker and weaker as a smaller cry filled the room.

"Jane, she's gonna need a C-Section for the second one!" The doctor shouted, handing the first baby to one of the other nurses.

"What does that mean?" Vi asked him.

"She's not gonna be able to push it out on her own. We'll have to get it out surgically."

The nurse holding the baby spoke, "This one's a boy," she said.

Vi looked down at her weak fiancé, "Cait, stay with me," she begged, cupping her face, "Please."

"She's gonna be fine," the nurse said, placing a hand on Vi's shoulder, "She's just a little weak right now. It's normal for her to pass out due to the stress."

Suddenly, a curtain was put up, blocking Vi from seeing anything past Caitlyn's waist, "Hey, what are you doing?" She asked the doctor.

"You can't watch this, we've had too many co-parents pass out over this," the doctor told her.