Author's Note: I own nobody except OCs. It sort of sets after 2x13 but i changed it little bit. Charlie, Connor and Bass went to New Vegas for find someone but it's not Duncan, it's someone else that Bass was heard of when he was fighting there. Nothing happened between Charlie and Connor. (But i still don't know if i'm going to pair them or not, and if i'm going to pair her with someone else. I'm open to advices) And i don't think there will be Charloe (I'm sorry). The first chapters will be from Bass' point of view and it will change to the ohers as the story develops. It's my first story, i hope you like my story and your kind reviews will help me improve this story.
Bass' POV
We almost got everything we want except only one thing. We managed to get everything we want, diamonds, a few former soldiers from the former Republic but that wasn't enough, we didn't come here for only diamonds and a few soldiers. I had to find the man that eveything depended on. We couldn't stand against the Patriots with a bunch of soldiers and resources that aren't compatible with anything to defeat them. The lucky bastards had weapons, troops, medical and food supplies which made them more powerful than us and maybe the millionth time i wished to have the power i had before. I wasn't fond of having the responsability of thousands of people and waiting for my men to betray me. It was too heavy to carry on my shoulders all alone without Miles and eventually i went crazy. I had to admit that Patriots are too intelligent and cunning, not only they had troops and supplies and they also had great strategies. It was obvious that they didn't act spontaneously, everything was planned before and now put to action. They weren't fighting fairly, they put people in danger and rescued them in order to say "We are here for you", "We saved you". Eventually people believed in them and started to follow them. But that's war you can't expect from anyone to be fair. The war is a dirty thing, you have to get dirty and brutal. That was the thing i had done but it didn't end up good for me.
I laughed sarcastically when I remembered the conversation i made with my son to persuade him to come Willoughby with me. I promised him that we will rebuild the Republic from its ashes. I don't know if i really wanted to do that but there is nothing i could do rather than this. I have nothing left. No family to turn back. I destroyed the only family i considered as a family to me along with the brotherhood/friendship between Miles and me. If Miles, Rachel and Charlie heard what i offered to Connor, they wouldn't hesitate a minute to cut my throat or put a bullet in my brain. And i was pretty sure that Rachel could rip my heart out with her hands gladly. I still had Connor but he made it clear that he didn't like me and he didn't want anything to do with him except rebuilding the Republic.
A noise brought me to the present time and i turned around in order to understand where it came and what was going on. Apparently the noise came from the rock which Connor kicked with anger. Me and Charlie looked at him with anger and frustration. He was moody all the way back despite what he had done. I had to be the moody one after everything. I fought with those men to the death, the bruises from the night before were just killing me and for what? Nothing! I couldn't get what i want but he was the complaining one. I never knew that i had that much patience to not slap him in the head. As i prepared myself for a long complaint i took a deep breath. "What is it again Connor? Are you trying to get us caught now?"
Charlie threw Connor a killing glance and after she turned her gaze to the woods and started to check the area to see someone was coming after the noise they made.
"No my dear daddy, if i wanted to do something like that i would rather not to break my feet while trying instead i shot to the air. You have to admit that would be more efficient."
I didn't say anything about his attitude towards me from begining to now but that was enough. "Look kid, you are the reason we are turning back home with empty hands so if i were you i'd shut my mouth. Ok?"
"Look guys, i really wanted to stay here and listen your little heart to heart chatter in the middle of the nowhere under the nose of the bandits but it's getting dark and we have to camp. Besides there was enough stupidity today." Charlie looked like she was really pissed off with the situation.
"Stupidity?! You really think like that?" Connor don't knew when he had to back off and he started to grate on the nerves of Charlie.
"Look junior, i got that you don't like your father, believe me that i really understand why, and you didn't want to be here but that's what you got, comprehend it, get used to it and please shut up. I can't bear one more complaint." She walked into the woods to find an appropriate place to camp. I nodded with disappointment and followed Charlie.
Happily Connor didn't say anything further throughout dinner as i planned what to do tomorrow with Charlie instead he chose to look to the ground angrily. "You two sleep, i will take the watch." Charlie looked like she wanted to object, i sent her a reassuring glance and she gave away with a small nod. Connor just muttered something and turned his back to us as he laid on his bedroll.
Charlie rolled her eyes. "Goodnight Monroe."
"Night Charlotte." I took a deep breath as i leaned to a tree for spending the night.
As the first lights of the day appeared i woke them up to prepare for a long day. Connor was apparently still in the bad mood. He just walked into the woods muttering "I will be back.".
"I know he is my son but he can be so annoying sometimes." I snorted angrily.
Charlie laughed. "I think it's about the Monroes genes. He must be inherited it from you."
I sent her a not pleased glance. "Shut up, kid."
As long as we got ready we got moving. It was a rather good weather, sunny but not too hot or not too cold. It helped us to move on easily. Luckily, we didn't come across bandits and we crossed the border without any problem.
After a while we heard footsteps and hid to see who are they and where they were heading. It was only three Patriot soldiers. "I think we have to track them in order to get a scoop on what are they planning? They are possibly outnumbered and we can easily hide away in the woods." Charlie whispered as long as the men were out of the earshot.
I felt that it would not end well but she was right, it could be useful and they might get some important informations on their new strategies. I watched over where they were heading and after i made sure it was safe i waved Charlie and Connor to follow me.
I hid behind a tree and turned around to look what Connor and Chalie doing. Charlie sent me a reassuring nod and Connor was focused to the scene. In front of an abandoned cot two soldiers were standing and looked relieved to see the others. I sneaked behind a tree closer to the men for better hearing.
"Look man, we have to get going for being there before tomorrow noon. You know that it's a precious prisoner which can't put in danger." said one of the soldier who were waiting them.
I got confused. Who can be that precious prisoner? Who is it that much important? I looked to Charlie and saw that she was confused too.
"Okay, you're right, let's get going."
That's when Connor stepped on a stick and made there place shown. I swore under my breath and dragged my sword as the soldiers started to run towards us. They weren't easy targets to kill as we couldn't use gun for not dragging more Patriots after get my one out i looked around to see where the forth one but he was nowhere to see. I went to help Connor to get the soldier down. That was then i realised someone was behind my back, i turned around and plunged the sword in him. I was out of breath but that was incomparable to the feeling once the soldier fell to the ground and he saw a young woman standing there with a knife between her tied hands.
