*Vance and y/n head out to search for clues and discover more than they expected...*

                             Vance's POV

Y/n and I sit in silence for a while, it wasn't an awkward silence though. I fucking hate those.

I decide to break it and say "So. That was intense, yeah?" She stares back at me silently agreeing with her eyes. "wanna get a pop at the grab-n-go?" "Yea sure" she says, "cool. Maybe we can figure out what the fuck just happened" I start the car and turn on the radio.

                                -Timeskip-

We get there and I hop out and walk to the other side where y/n is, "allow me, your highness" I say in a British accent. She rolls her eyes and hops out right next to me. We walk in and I greet Bill, the cashier of the grab n go. We talk for a minute as I re-up my rothmans supply. I see y/n browsing the snack aisle as the familiar chime of bells rings through the store, letting us know another customer is walking inside. I turn to the door and my stomach begins to turn. I'm not sure why, I just have a bad feeling about this guy. Instinctively I walk away from the checkout counter and toward the snack aisle where y/n is. Before I can make my way to her, the man stands in my way. He stares at me and then turns his head to look at her. His eyes shift like this a few more times before he decides to abandon his post in front of me to move toward y/n. I feel the temperature of my body start to rise at the way he clearly feels entitled to her attention and personal space. Then, he speaks and there is no turning back. I'm seeing red. It was something along the lines of "why hello there pretty thing. Ain't you scared of him? I'll show u a nice time, I promise you that princess".

-Timeskip-
                                (Y/n's pov)

I stood there in shock looking at the man on the ground smashed up and bloody, I turn to vance who's out of breath with blood all over his knuckles. "Vance-" I got no answer from him as I heard police sirens, and police men walking in to take vance into the car, vance was staring at me as they were pulling him away, everyone in the grab-n-go was silent. I slowly started to follow the police as vance was fighting the grip of the policemen. Vance always hated them.
Right before they managed to get a grip on his wrists to handcuff his hands behind his back, Vance reached into his front jeans pocket and pulled out his keys and tossed them in my direction. That was the only time in the last 20 minutes of this fucking shit show that I could actually see him and not just a blank stare behind his eyes. I stood there, honestly still in shock, as they drove away trying to process what the fuck just happened. Why did he fight for me like that? I thought. I walked towards Vance's car and felt eyes on me. I took out Vance's car key and put it in the ignition. Starting to drive to my house waiting for the phone call to come pick up vance.

I sat on the couch in my house thinking about Vance. Did he like me? I mean we do act like a couple, I thought.

A few minutes later I hear the phone ring. It must be Vance calling from the police station for a ride.
"What's the damage" I answer lightheartedly. "He's not pressing any charges so could you just come get me and spare me the lecture. I've had a long night". "On my way" I said and hung up. I guess he deserves a break tonight. I'll question him in the morning.