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Chapter 7- Recovery (Part 1)

Ron could barely move his body as he trudged across the Wasteland. The girl he just rescued that is now on his back is only adding to the huge amount of weight he has on his body now. Worst part about the walk back is that its pitch black now. Ron couldn't see anything that was 3 feet in front of him. Ron's only hope of making it back to Middleton was his trusty (and dangerous) Pip-Boy. Accessing its map system, Ron slowly made it back to the front gate of Middleton.

"Finally," Ron panted. Even though he couldn't see the gate, the noisy nonsense that came from the guard robot made it clear that Middleton was right in front of him.

"One touch, that's what Cicero said." Ron leaned to touch the gate with his fingers, but as he did he fell over. The robot felt the fingers barely touch the gate and sent the message to the sheriff's house. Within a few minutes, Cicero opened the gate and went there.

"Now who the hell is it!?" Cicero yelled as he rubbed his eyes. "It's fucking 2 o' clock." Not hearing an answer, Cicero looked down to see Ron lying on his stomach, knocked out with a girl on his back. "Well how about that, the clumsy kid made it back." He looked towards the girl. "And with a cute girl no less."

Cicero grabbed both bodies and slung each across each of his shoulders with relative ease. Walking to a small nearby building, Cicero knocked on the door and waited patiently. A few moments later, a black man wearing a white shirt and brown pants came out.

"What the hell do you want Amaral?" The man asked in a pissed of voice.

"Got some people here that can use your help." Cicero replied.

The man very quickly looked at Ron and the girl to find that both were in dire need of medical attention. He then turned back to the sheriff/mayor.

"They got any caps on them?" He asked coolly.

Cicero raised an eyebrow at that. "Man, are caps all you think about everyday? Sooner or later, your gonna drain all the caps out of all our pockets. Not even Montgomery Fiske would have enough money to suit your needs. Don't worry, I got it covered."

"Well good, because that little crack you said is gonna cost you 100 extra caps." The man went inside the small building and gestured for Cicero to come in. "Just set the kids on two of the beds in the other room, I'll tend to their injuries after you pay me."

Cicero rolled his eyes and went in. He paid the man and made sure to take the caps off Ron's body just in case the bastard got any ideas. Cicero left and made his way back to his house.

"You better live a long life Ron, or else you just made me waste 1400 caps for nothing."

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The Next Day

"HEY! WAKE UP IDIOT!"

"WAHHHH!" Ron tossed up his sheets in surprise at the loud voice. Looking up, he saw that a black man was standing in front of the bed he was in with an anger scowl on his face.

"Who are you?" Ron asked.

"I'm the guy who saved your fucking life." The man replied. "Now get up, I only allow my patients a day MAX in my clinic." Ron nodded and got up to find that he was wearing nothing but his boxers. Quickly covering himself in embarrassment, Ron asked, "Where did you put my jumpsuit mister…"

"Church," the man answered. "And your jumpsuit is in that cabinet over there. You won't find any weapons or anything on it though. Cicero came by earlier and took it." Church pointed to the cabinet in the far corner of the room. Ron nodded and asked Church if he could have some time to get his stuff in place. Church just grunted and left to the other room.

As Ron got his jumpsuit on, he took notice that quite a few patients are also in the room. Some stared at him with glaring eyes, visibly annoyed about Church's outburst. Some looked as if it was their last day on Earth, some groaned in pain while others lay very still on their makeshift beds.

"God, these people all look like they're all in pretty bad shape," Ron thought to himself. "I better get out before I contract some kind of disease or something." Ron quickly apologized for the scene earlier and left the room.

As Ron left the patients' quarters, he entered Church's office. It was very small and compact. It comprised mostly of a single desk and two chairs that were next to the door. Church was busy typing something into his computer to notice Ron was there, so Ron left to Middleton.

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As Ron set foot outside, he immediately hears the bustling noise of Middleton. Ron took a few steps out and saw what Middleton was like on a daily basis, a loud and nonstop moving town. There were people moving up and down the old metal ramps, some walking at their own leisure, while some were almost sprinting. Looking towards the large bomb, Ron noticed that the same few people he saw yesterday that were worshipping it was there yet again, only this time there were others with them. They were chanting and bowing at the bomb, thinking it was some kind of prophet or messiah. Ron's attention was diverted to Moriarty's bar by a loud noise coming from it. Ron looked to find that some guy just broke a window there and was thrown out by a very pissed off Gob.

"Oh right!" Ron thought. "I still have to ask Moriarty about my dad." Ron took off and was about to start ascending the ramp as he heard a familiar voice.

"Hey kid!" Ron turned to the direction of the voice and saw Cicero sitting by what seemed to be a counter. "Come over here and have a seat!"

Ron obeyed and took an empty seat next to Cicero. As soon as Ron sat down, he was confronted by a young woman that was wearing a puffy yellow jacket with a white shirt beneath it and a pair of dusty jeans.

"What will it be kid?" Ron raised his brow at the question, but Cicero quickly answered for him. "He'll have a nice cold Nuka-Cola Jenny." Jenny nodded and disappeared into the small house behind her. Ron turned back to Cicero and said, "So this is some kind of bar?" Cicero nodded and said, "Yeah, this is the Brass Lantern. It's the only place that serves food besides Moriarty's bar." The mention of Moriarty reminded Ron about his dad and what happened to him. Cicero noticed Ron's sudden sullen face at the mention of Moriarty.

"Still missing dear ol' dad huh?" Cicero asked. Ron just nodded and kept his sullen face. Jenny took this time to return outside with the cold beverage and gave it to Ron. Ron gave her a 'Thanks' and Cicero gave her a few Caps. Ron wasted no time in opening the bottle. The cap twisted off with a hiss as the bubbles raced to the surface. Ron took a large swig and drank a third of the bottle. Cicero just chuckled at Ron. Clearly, Ron hasn't had a good drink in a while.

"How is it?"

Ron responded with a burp and a large smile afterwards. Cicero's chuckle turned into a large laugh at the sight. Ron himself laughed just as loud. After the laughter died down Ron asked Cicero, "Do you still have my stuff?"

Cicero nodded and pointed towards far away building. "Yeah, it's safely put in my house over there. I'll give it back to you when you decide to leave." Ron nodded in thanks. But then another question popped into Ron's mind.

"What happened to that girl?"

Cicero asked, "You mean the one that you brought back here last night?"

Ron nodded and replied, "Yeah, did she already leave or something?" Cicero put his hand to chin and thought for a while. Finally, Cicero said, "Well, she woke up some time ago from what Church said. He then told me that she just left the clinic after she said thanks. But I still have her weapons in my house, so I don't think she left Middleton for good."

Ron nodded and went back to drinking his Cola. The two sat in silence until Ron finished the bottle. Thanking Cicero once again, Ron discarded the bottle and headed towards The Craterside Supply. Upon entering the store, Ron noticed that there were a lot more stuff in the store than yesterday (and by stuff I mean the most random stuff that Ron had ever seen). Pieces of junk were littered all over the floor and the smell of burning chemicals were stronger than ever. Hope herself was busy staring at a test tube that was sitting on top of a Bunsen Burner.

"Hey Hope."

Hope turned around, startled by the sudden voice. Seeing that it was Ron, she loosened up and gave her customer a big smile. Ron gave Hope a big smile of his own in return. Hope's features suddenly turned into panic.

"Oh my goodness Ron! I heard that you were in Church's clinic last night after returning. Nothing too bad happened to you out there right?" Hope asked frantically as she gave Ron a hug. Ron was shocked at Hope's actions. Ron then tried to pry Hope of himself while answering her question.

"No Hope… I'm fine… now please let go of me." Ron finally got Hope to let go and she quickly apologized.

"Well, I have the food and meds from that Smarty Mart." Ron reached behind him in attempt to grab his bag, which wasn't there. Ron just then realized that he didn't get his stuff back from Cicero.

"Oh damnit. Sorry Hope, I don't exactly have the stuff with me right now. It's with Cicero right now." Ron explained. "I'll go get it for you if you want…"

"No it's fine Ron." Hope said.

Ron was dumbfounded by Hope's reply. "But I went through all that trouble to get all that for you." Hope giggled at Ron's obliviousness. "Is that what I asked you to do yesterday?" Ron nodded his head, indicating 'yes'. Hope giggled again and said, "You silly goose! I only sent you to that Smarty Mart to see if there any medicine or food stored there. It's for the scavenging chapter in my guide."

"But… but what about all the food and meds that I did find there?" Ron stammered.

"Well, all I wanted was a simple answer. You could keep all the stuff you found, I don't need it." Hope replied as she wrote on her notepad. Ron took a deep breath and sighed.

"What a stupid girl. Of course there's food and medicine in a store that size. Anyone could just look at that place and know that there's supplies in there." Hope looked up and saw the look that Ron was giving her.

Hope just 'hmphed' and return back to her writing. "Don't give me that look. I know what you're thinking. And no, I'm not stupid." Just then a loud BANG was heard in the room. Hope shrieked and jumped a bit, while Ron screamed and hid behind the front counter. Seeing that the everything was fine, Hope examined the room to find that it was only a beaker that was boiling for too long on the Bunsen Burner. Ron poked his head up from the counter and asked, "Is it okay?"

Hope giggled at seeing Ron's cowardly, yet cute face and told him everything was okay. Ron stood up and saw source of the noise. Turing back to Hope, Ron could've chose this time to make a smart remark, but chose not to.

"Not to sound like a prude, but how much are you paying me for that shopping trip?" Ron asked.

"Well, seeing as how you almost died there, I suppose 200 Caps will be enough." Hope walked to one of the lockers and took from it a large bumpy bag. She unraveled the knot on it and the bag opened like a treasure chest. Hundreds and hundreds of Caps were inside the bag. Hope quickly counted out the Caps and handed them to Ron, who put them in his bag of Caps that he got from Gob the day before. Ron gave his thanks to Hope, left the store, and headed towards Moriarty's Saloon.

Going into the foul bar, Ron found it to be surprisingly empty. The only person who was there was Gob behind the counter and a rather shady looking man sitting at said counter, drinking something.

"Well, look what we have here." Gob said. "Looks like the Vault kid made it alive after all." Ron raised a brow at that. "What? You know about what happened last night?"

Gob looked at Ron incredulously. "Are you fucking kidding me kid? Everyone knows about what happened, No one paid much attention though. Everyone here just considered you a lucky son of a bitch and moved on to other topics."

Ron didn't know whether to be happy or mad at the people here. But he quickly dismissed the issue and told Gob why he was here. "I need to talk to Moriarty again. Is he here right now?" Gob let out a huge sigh. "Unfortunately so, the bastard won't even move 30 feet away from this place he loves it so much. I'll get him for you." Gob turned and walked back into the building. After a few seconds, Ron could hear Gob shouting at Moriarty to get out. A few more seconds later, Moriarty came out from the back.

"Hey, so the Vault lad did survive," said Moriarty. "So, you have the Caps or not? Cause if not, you can piss off." Just like last time, Ron resisted the urge to talk back to the asshole. He took the Caps from his small bag (I'll just refer to it as the Cap Bag from now on) and handed them to Moriarty. A large smile was plastered on Moriarty's face as he stuffed the Caps into his pocket.

"Okay, so what to you need from ol' Moriarty?"

"I need to know where my father went after he came by Middleton." Ron replied.

"Let me guess, he's a big chubby man with glasses and hair that's as golden as yours?" Ron nodded. "Thought so. Yeah, the man did come by here not too long ago. He stayed for a while before leaving. He kept talking about the Galaxy News Radio."

"A radio station huh? Why in the world would my dad go to a place like that?" Ron thoughts were interrupted by Moriarty when he said, "Well, is that all you need?" Ron nodded.

"Good. Now, either buy somethin' to drink or piss off." And with that, Moriarty left and so left Ron's patience for this place.

Author's Notes: Not much to say about this chapter. I kinda hurried this one out. Mostly because I'm going on vacation in July and I don't want people bugging me about the new chapter. I'll do Kim's intro and start Ron's next quest after I come back.

I'll see you guys later. Bye!