After the war Caitlyn had been overloaded with responsibilities. Being Commander and Sheriff it was her job to help restore Piltover to it's former glory as the city of progress, and Violet being her newly wedded wife was eager to help, as she started learning to build and help with her fists instead of fighting with them. Caitlyn was grateful for the help, but still had so much to do.

She had to help with funding, arresting + finding the remaining Noxian war criminals, Commander duties, Council meetings as Head of house Kiramman, taking care of herself + her wife, rebuilding, etc, etc. Luckily the Kiramman Manor wasn't harmed in the war, but she had to hire two times the maids she already had which wasn't hard because of all the Zaun refugee's they had pouring in.

And when she married she was delighted to find that all of her mother's gorgeous blue diamond jewelry was left for her, making it her prized, most worn possessions (Besides her wedding ring of course.)

Caitlyn approached the manor with a weary sigh, exhausted from a long day of work. She put her fingers on the Kiramman sigil, whispering a silent prayer before opening the door, which wasn't hard since she'd gotten used to living with one eye nowadays.

"Violet, doll, are you here?" She gently shouted throughout the house. When Violet wasn't in the manor, at all, she became irate. She knew where Vi was.

She got in her car, turning on the police sirens and driving recklessly into Zaun, specifically the Zaun Live Sports Stadium. There was her wife, In the middle of a fucking pitfight, people chanting for her as she was beating a Zaunite to a pulp, some ogled her, watching as she downed beer and beat the guy up shamelessly, others held up signs that wrote "i want to have sex with you!" and even more vulgar things.