DISCLAIMERING DISCLAIMER OF DISCLAIM: I don't own fallout...If I did charon would love you, Moriarty wouldnt be such a dick, and Jericho...well...let's just say that after what he did to Jenny...he wouldn't ever be able to try it again.....
Ch. 1. More Trouble
Lillianara, that had been the name given to the small babe that was presented with her father before the Overseer of Vault 101. The Overseer looked down at the child, her tuft of white hair sticking up from the dingy cloth she was wrapped in. He looked back up at the man before him.
He realised they both had similiar situations. They both had daughters they would have to raise alone, as both of their wives had died giving birth. They both worried about what the future would hold for their children. They both also knew that this child had almost no chance of surviving out in the wastes.
"Alright," said the Oversser, finally, "but you must understand we need a doctor, not a scientist. If I suspect any funny business I'll throw you both back out to the wastes."
"Of course," said the man, "Thankyou so much."
"If you will be working for me I will need to know your name," said the overseer.
"Oh, yes! It's James," said the man, "Jame Peplowsky."
"Peplowsky, eh? Sounds Russian."
"It is, sir. My Great Great Great Grandparents."
"Ah. And the little one- What did you call her?" asked the Overseer.
"Lillianara."
"That's a bit of a mouthful."
"Lolli," said James, "For short, Her Uncle Colin decided to call her Lolli."
"Hmmm...Wel, I hope yo two will adjust well"
"I'm sure we will sir," Sad James. He was then lead away to his assigned living quarters.
The overseer turnedaway to look out the window of his office.
'Lolli, eh?' he thought to himself, ' WHy do I get the feeling that girl is going to be more trouble than she's worth?' He shook the thoughts away and returned to his desk to work.