A/N: Just a short little one-shot drabble I thought I'd write involving the male soul survivor and Cait. Based off my romance of her in my actual playthrough. Taking place during her sidequest: 'Benign Intervention'. Enjoy!

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Walking, walking, walking. It seems as though thats all Jack and Cait have been doing for days now. Just a few days ago Cait had finally opened up and confessed on her chem addictions, it's not like it really suprised him. Cait always had that look in her eye that he saw in every addict, that twitch, the rapid blinking he'd see over his shoulder or out of the corner of his eye. He knew Cait needed help, and he was willing to go to any end to do so.

The sun had finally set and the blazing tempatures of the wasteland were finally beginning to cool down. They were both tired, and with the distance they've made, they should be to vault 95 by tomorrow afternoon.

"How about we find someplace to take shelter for the night? It's getting late and you never know what we could encounter this time of night." Jack said from over his shoulder

"Fine by me, 'long as we make good distance by tomorrow. " Cait said in her usual irish accent

"I think there's an abandoned shack just up ahead. Might be able to take shelter there for the night, c'mon." Jack said as he led Cait on

Inside the shelter there wasnt much, just an old table, complete with a ham radio, chair, and skeleton of whoever was occupying it before them, though it did have two queen sized mattresses and a small supply of purified water.

"It's damn impressive that we found all this 'ere." said Cait

"Well, you do have that irish luck." Jack said with a smirk

"Hmm, I suppose you're right."

Later that evening the two went about their respective choirs. As Cait cleaned her shotgun and Jack bandaged up some of the burns he took from the raider with a laser rifle he got into a scuffle with. Cait eventually peeked up from her gun and took a deep breath.

"Jack..mind if I..ask ye somethin'?"

"Of course Cait, ask away." Jack said as he looked up from his pip-boy

Jack's warm welcomings always made Cait feel a little more comfortable. He was about the only person Cait actually considered 'friend'.

"It's just that..all me life everyones either shown me every form of abuse possible, or turned there damn backs on me. The abuse my parents showed me, those fuckin' raiders they sold me out to..the things they did to me.."

Cait felt her eyes begin to swell as her voice shook, she brought her knees up to her chest and hid her face away, she never wanted anyone to see her this weak.

Jack got up from where he was sitting and kneeled down infront of Cait, resting his hand on her shoulder "Cait, I know it hurts to feel betrayed like that, especially by those you loved and tried to make love you, how do you think I felt when I lost Nora? With Shaun, I don't know if he's alive or.."

Cait looked up to see Jack locked up in his own words, in turn she made him open the wounds he had too, she felt awful for making the only man whos ever cared for her think about the nightmare he's in.

"Oh my God, Jack I'm sorry, I didn't mean for you to..."

"It's alright, Cait. It's not your fault."

Cait looked down at the floor "It's just that..what if what we've been searching for isn't there, what if I don't get clean, what if I spiral more and more downward and I just become this..this- junkie!"

Just then, Jack took Cait's hand in his own "Then we'll find another way. You're a fighter, Cait. I know you'll get through this one way or another. I have faith in you."

As their green eyes locked together, the whole world seemed to stop for a few seconds, this man, this stranger, has shown her more kindness and compassion in the past month then she has seen in her entire life. She stared into eyes that said 'I'm here for you, you can count on me, I'm with you every step of the way'

All these thoughts in just a few short moments had overwhelmed her, she didn't realize it, but in reality there were tears streaming down her face.

She threw herself into Jack, wrapping her arms around him and burying her face into his shoulder and letting it all out: her concerns, her past, everything that had ever hurt her on the inside was coming out. Jack responded by wrapping his arms around her and quietly comforting her while he ran his fingers through her messy red hair. Neither of them wanted to lose the other's embrace.

Eventually they both settled down and said goodnight as they both took a seperate bed. Though thoughts dashed through both their minds and would keep them from sleeping anytime soon. Cait knew there would be challenges ahead, but she knew she wouldn't be alone with Jack at her side.

Just then Jack got up from his bed and made his way over to the redhead laying across from him, he got into bed next to her as he wrapped his arms around Cait's waist, with his face close to Cait's hair.

"Can't sleep?" Cait said softly

"No, but it sounded like you couldn't either."

Cait smiled, she didn't fight his embrace, in truth, it had been what she had been needing for a long time. It had been what she'd been wanting from Jack for awhile.

Jack placed a kiss on Cait's head as he leaned his head on hers, the warmth of each other's body slowly lulling them to sleep.

Jack was right, Cait's luck was finally starting to catch up to her.