A/N: Complete rewrite of this story. I have found it is very very hard to write in first person and this story was kinds blah so I figured I would rewrite since I cannot seem to come up with ideas for my other stories.

Veri sat at the bar in Underworld tracing her fingers over her pipboy as she scanned the map trying her best to figure out a quicker way back to Galaxy News, she hated taking the subways her pipboy light just was not bright enough to be now their wandering in the dark. She sighed as she pushed her short auburn hair from her face and behind her ears. Dogmeat whined at her feet as he stared at the food on her plate licking his lips. She glanced between her arms giving him a smile as she slipped him a piece of meat. She looked around the bar for someone who looked like a traveler someone who she could maybe pay to help take her back to Galaxy News and maybe even back to her home in Megaton. She stopped on the ghoul in the back of the bar cleaning his gun. He glanced catching Veri eyeing him; she flashed him a quick smile only to receive a groan and an eye roll.

"Ignore him sweetheart he is like that with everyone."

Veri looked up to see Carol smiling down at her. "I'm just looking for an extra hand I guess you could say. I hate going through the metro by myself." Dogmeat huffed giving her arm a nudge. "Oh stop you always run off and leave me to wander in the darkness by myself." She laughed giving the dogs head a scratch.

"You could buy him."

Veri looked up to see the bartender standing in front of her.

"Buy him?" she raised her eyebrow as she turned the stool back to the counter to face him.

"I own him." The ghoul pulled a contract from his jacket and handed it to Veri.

"This… This is a contract of his services?"

"You could say that." He chuckled.

"Excuse me but I didn't catch your name."

"Ahzrukhal." The ghoul held his hand out.

"Veronica." Veri shook it. "So this…" She glanced down at the paper searching for the man's name. "Charon? He is a slave?"

"You could say that I guess if you wish to call him that."

"But that is what he is. You do not pay him I am sure."

"He is bound to that contract he will work for whoever holds that piece of paper."

Veri looked down at her paper and then back behind her at Charon who was carefully piecing his gun back together. "And you will sell me this?" She tapped the piece of paper in front of her.

"2,000 caps."

"What? That is quite a lot of caps. Drop it down to a thousand and I will tell everyone I meet in wasteland that I highly recommend your bar." She kept eye contact with ghoul as he thought over her offer. "I do meet a lot of people; actually I am heading over to Galaxy News maybe I could ask a favor of Three Dog."

"Fine a thousand. But no less."

"Deal." Veri dug into pocket pulling the caps out and spilling them onto the counter.

Carol looked at the contract and back to Veri as she sat down.

"I am not going to force him to escort me with this contract." She whispered looking over at Carol. "I will give him a choice probably something he has never had."

Carol smiled as Veri slide off the barstool taking the contract with her. She walked towards Charon a smile spread across her face as he glanced up at her.

"Talk to Ahzrukhal."

"Actually…"

Charon groaned and looked back up her. "Talk… to…"

"Iboughtyourcontract!" Veri hurried through his pause before he spoke again.

"You bought my contract?"

She nodded holding the piece of paper out to him.

"So I work for you now?" he pushed himself out of the chair and picked up gun.

She nodded again watching his motions.

He smiled and pulled Veri aside. "Wait here."

"Okay?" she raised her eyebrow in confusion as she watched him walk past her. It happened so quick all Veri could do was stand there in shock, her eyes wide and mouth open. She covered her mouth as Ahzrukhal fell backwards to the ground. She stared at Charon as he put the gun onto his back and walked towards her.

"You killed him!" She looked up at him her hand still tightly covering her mouth.

"Are you ready?"

"Why'd you?" Veri shook her head in disbelief.

"Are we going to stand her all day?" Charon groaned. He sighed when she did not answer turning to sit back into the chair behind her.

She sat down in the chair across from him still watching as the other ghouls gathered around the body. "You shot him."

"I killed him."

"Why…"

"He was an asshole and treated me as if I were his mutt."

"I…" She bit down on her lip as she looked back over at Charon who was calmly watching her.

"Are you ready?"

Veri nodded slowly standing up and returning to the bar where her pack was still laying at the foot of the barstool where she had sat. She followed behind Charon as he led her out of Underworld stopping outside the main doors.

"Where are we going?"

She pulled her arm and looked down at her pipboy. "We need to go through the stations… I need to get to Galaxy News radio." She glanced over her shoulder at Underworld as she followed Charon to the Metro.