When they got to hidden valley, a sand storm hit, but Veronica informed everyone that is was just the brotherhood's DERVISH camouflaging system. Veronica knew what had to be done, she didn't like it, having a past with her family in the brotherhood she knew this betrayal would be the end of her if anyone found out. Still she knew that if they wanted to find out more about Rachael and where Father Elijah was hiding, Six had to hack into the Elder's computer, so the team had to met Elder McNamara and let Six hack into his computer.

She still felt the need to cover her face and hide, a pair of sunglasses and hooded shawl did the trick. So the plan was simple, Veronica, Arcade, and Boone would talk with the Elder and Six would use a Stealth boy to sneak into the Elder's room. Six was the last person you would think to be sneaky; Rachael might have a

better chance, but they had Six, she was the only one who could hack in the high tech computer code and do it fast. It was not hard sneaking by thanks to the Stealth boy, but the lock picking took time, after 4 bobby pins and one lock pick magazine, she was in. She was quick at looking at the files and any information she found on Rachael and Father Elijah was quickly downloaded into her pipboy, who would have thought this huge weight on her arm would have been more helpful then she thought it would be. She met the team outside of the bunker, Six was breathing heavy as she pulled off her scarf, "Easy as shooting gecko's in a ditch." She smiled at Veronica who did not look so happy. "We got out of there with no one the wiser, beside it's not like I left a trace or anything." She joked as they made their way to Sloan to spend the night.

They made camp and ate at the mess hall, Six talked about how she came

down here and learn to make the Wasteland Omelet that she, some time

ago had made for them. "Who would have thought that those giant deathclaws would make such yummy eggs!" Six joked as she stuffed her face with cram and beans. They like this side of Six, the happy-go-lucky Six, It was still hard for them to see her as the ball breaking Rachael, but there was still know way for the team to hide their fear for her. A glare of fear would shine in Arcade's eye each time she would grab at him, even if it it was to pat him on the shoulder, Six acted like she didn't notice it, but she heard about what Rachael did to his doctor friend and she understood. Of course not at all liking it, but she hoped that she could find a way to make it up to him.

The dinner was had just as fast as it was made, the only thing keeping the team from disposing was Six's great humor, but as midnight came around the group left Six to read the files on her pipboy:

The Mother, scribe Herd was deeply "attached" to Father Elijah, when

she was viewed as being pregnant; she was to be married to another. They raised her and never

informed her of her real father, until her 18th birthday.

Miss Rachal Herd was institutionalized at age 16 and was released 6 months

later. A small team of paladins found Rachael Herd's

body along with her unborn baby just two weeks after her 19th

Birthday, she was reportedly beaten and crushed from the waist down,

Father Elijah had the body shipped to him where he reportedly cremated

the body. There were few reports that some Brotherhood members had

seen Rachael Herd walking about a local town, but all were reports

ordered to ignored.

Six took a deep breath, Oh god, she was going to be a mother. A rush of terror filled Six's body, A mother? Though Six never thought about family, becoming a mother, marring or anything, she felt as if she just lost her child. There was more, a picture of her. Six looked at it; it looked just like her, the

deep blue eyes, the short nose, the thick lips and round face. Just

she had shorter hair. Even had that mole on her cheek.

"God..." Six said under her breath as she bit down on her lip, making

the blood drip from her lips, as she cried to herself. Just then, Mister perfect timing comes in to

check on her.

"You okay?"

"No." She looked up to him, as he sat down on the chair next to her. She gave him a deep kiss, while her tears filled her eyes, the kiss started soft and ended roughly. Moving on to his lap hoping to her the right reaction she was hoping to get, his body wanting hers.

He removed his mouth from hers, "What's wrong."

"Shut up." She moved back up to kiss him more, but he didn't kiss her back, she noticed his discomfort and tried to get him into the mood, but failed. Only to have him push her away, almost causing her to fall toward the table, behind her.

"You shouldn't hide you feelings... not from me." He clinched his jaw and licked his lips. "You're bleeding." Her blood was steely, metallic and tart. She got off him and didn't wipe the tears away from her face. The tears cleaned the dirt from her cheeks, she licked her lips and walked out and she didn't know how to handle her feelings.

"And what? This is coming from mister anti fucking social?" She looked down at him, fist clenched and her eyes dark and angry. "What the fuck, you want to know every god damn things about me, and yet, I know shit about you."

"You know shit about me... you know about what happened to my wife, hell you even know about Bitter springs, that's hell of a lot more then anyone else dose."

"Fine... you're right." She began walking to the door feeling all but loved, "don't waste your god damn time trying to figure me out." she slammed the door behind her like a child, which Boone had realized that she was a child in every way. If Six was born the day that Benny shot Rachael, that would only make her a year old. She didn't know how to cope with things, life in the wasteland was hard enough, but Six was born into this world not understanding anything and was pushed into adulthood, but she in some ways was lucky in the way that the other person living in her body, knew almost everything she needed to live in this world. Or at least know how to kick ass.

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The door to the mess hall opened and Boone lifted his head to see Six walk in, but it wasn't Six it was Rachael, he noticed the glowing eyes, the tall walk, and the emotionless face. Her strides were

strong and powerful, she didn't drag her feet like Six did. She stayed silent as she just walked to the other side of the table, turned a chair around and sat on it. She pulled out a pack of cigarettes, pinched

one out and placed the pack on the table between them, motioning him to have one.

"Six doesn't smoke."

"I do" she spat at him and lighted the cigarette. "Don't worry I won't tell her." She smirked and motioned at him to take one, again, he did this time. He took a deep breath as he breathed in the smoke, he

enjoyed it as he blow it out of his nose.

"I thought you only came out when she needed you." Boone said as the smoke left his mouth.

"She does." He waited for her to continue as she breathed in the smoke. "Fucking goody-goody, won't smoke, she is so god damn... refreshing."

"So why the fuck are you here?"

"Don't be so touchy." She put her hands up in fake surrender. "Let me fucking enjoy my smoke. She is too busy fucking shaking in my body that she needs to kill the stress with... this." She looked at the

sweet cigarette in her hand as she breathed deep.

"So." She finally said after a few good minutes of enjoying her cigarette. "She is very much like me, hell she is fucking me, just..." She thought of a word to call her "..Naive. We get angry the same way

and we like the same kind of guys." She Smirk at him "when we get angry, we either want to shot or fuck something." She leaned her head back and blew out a cloud of smoke out, she crushed the cigarette on the table and grabbed another one. "You were just there at the right place and right time." She lit the cigarette and kept a smirk and a keen eye on him.

"You also have to know that, that the information in this pipboy is not intently true. With daddy being the Elder, he had his way on a lot of things, he controlled what went into the final files." She stood up with the

cigarette still in her mouth as she turned the chair and sat back down on it. "The only files you can really trust are the Doctor's report. Daddy didn't have his finger up the doctors ass like he had on everyone else." she moved her dusty boots on the table as she rested her legs. "It's hard to read, but it is a simple story." She lean back on her chair.

"I am guessing you are going to tell me." he put out his cigarette and reached for another one.

"Will since you asked so fucking nicely, then I might as well." she gave a big toothy grin, "When mother

found out what the drugs were, the ones father was giving her; a mixture of pre-war drugs, knew to enhance the brain pattern, strength, almost the same stuff they used to make the super soldiers, which are

knew today as super mutants. FEV or something. She gave him an ultimatum. As you already

know. Mother moved on fast, meeting a paladin that had a fond attraction to her and they married, before the baby was born. Once the baby was born, the baby being me, there was some complications, the

baby's heart stopped, but then." she smirked for a dramatic pause, "The baby came back, with an even stronger heart. They ran tests trying to figure out what was going on with the baby, and they found

many unknown substances. Daddy hid everything from the doctors. At age 3 she was super smart, la-de-fucking-da, all that shit you can read in this pipboy. But I know you are wondering how I know about it, when I was just a baby. It is simple, daddy told me, not only told me, he kept a journal, I read it that is how I fucking know." She gave Boone a flirty look, "I like the word fucking, I like the action fucking, I like a whole lot of fucking." she smiled and lean back, sitting on the two back legs of the chair.

"So why is this information so important?" Shrugging off her attempt

to flirt with him.

"Now that is a real question. The drugs he gave me, as a baby, made Six. Some how the drugs effected me so much, not only into the smart ass you know and love, but also that there was another person living

in me." She shock the long line of ash from her cigarette. "They left me in a nice padded cell for 6 lonely months. The drugs, the tests, everything made me crazy, I could barely get cut, my skin was too

thick, only my nails were the only thing that could cut though the skin. So I spend six months digging holes into my body, trying to find a way to get Six out of me, until I found a way to control her. I

don't even remember how I did it, But I did. I didn't need to try and cut her out of my body, I had pushed her out of my brain. So they let me out." she crushed her cigarette on the table and grabbed another

one, she looked to Boone who had stop smoking. "Then I rebelled, like any fucking teenager would. I met a Khan, a great guy or so I thought, both of own families forbid dating out of the 'clan'. I skipped

missions to go off with him. He knocked me up. We got married and we both planned on leaving our own clans. Then the fucking idiot told his family about us, so they watched for me. When I went out for my final

mission, the fucking Khans attacked, killing everyone, or so they thought. I lost my baby; I lost my fucking bones in my legs, as I told you before. I was only in a coma." she sat up and removed her legs

from the table. "Daddy found me, hid me and fixed me. He didn't save the baby... He didn't want to." She rested her elbows on the table. "We would have had a fucking kick ass baby, half fucking brotherhood, half

fucking khan, all kick ass" She smiled to herself just thinking about it.

"So..." Boone was interested in the story but disliked how roundabout she was getting.

"So daddy gave me new bones, better bones, metal bones. While I was still in the coma, I remember waking up a month later, looking for my baby. I didn't even realize that something about my legs where

different. I could use them, I could feel with them, but there was something off about them. By that time we were in Nevada, I never heard anything from the Khan boy, fucking Cahance, he was a stuck up piece of shit." She looked down at the table to the crush cigarettes. "Your enjoying my story or should I just stopped?" He was interested, he found it to be more fun than reading it from a small screen, he motioned her to go on. "Daddy had his perigee follow him to Nevada; he was interested in Helios One. He

hired some dirt bag to beat me and watch over me, I never got to see this fucking face. He was lucky I never saw or he would be dead by now, he said it was a way to make me strong. They broke my bones and

repaired them. They beat me with a sledged hammer, just to replace my spine. I cried for them to stop, they didn't." Rachael rubbed her cheek where Six's tears had cleaned her dirty face. "I never wanted

anyone to see me cry again, but Six, she always cries." her thumb rubbed her cheek and Boone watched as she blinked any moistness from her eyes. "I decided to run away, after they felled my body with

implants, I stabbed my nails into that dirt bag's face, while daddy was away, I had to break out. I had to run way in the middle in the Mojave, I was lucky to make it out alive, with no weapons, no fucking

clothing, nothing."

"Naked?"

"Yeah I was lucky I only got lost out there for a fucking day. I guess the beatings did help. I had fucking sand in my toes, have you ever run bare foot in the Mojave, of course not. I would brake

Radscorpion's stingers off, with my bare hands, mind you, and eat their raw meat just to survive, that day in the waste. When I made it to a main road I was lucky to find some NCR soldiers. They took me to

their camp. Just fucking image a naked chick, covered in Radscorpion blood and scars, you don't see that shit every day. They gave me food and water, clothing and a small hand gun, then they sent me off." she

stood up and grabbed a beer from another table, she broke the top off with the side of the table and sat back down, this time closer to Boone. "I am in debt to those bastards for every god damn thing they did for me... I left and got a Courier job. It was only about a year of traveling, that I got this order to send a

chip to New Vegas, it seemed easy enough. Until I got shot in the head, I should have just fucking ripped though the ropes they tried me with, but I was already weak from the beating they gave me. Still

something in that bullet, it made me weak, but it made Six strong. I stayed back and watched as Six took over, she was weak, she didn't know how to use this body, she almost died, before I first kicked in, I snapped the damn powder ganger's neck, so fast that they didn't have time to reload." she smirked to herself and took a swig of the beer. "I let Six take over, I was done with my life, it was time for

hers."

"So then, why don't you want her to know about this?" Boone watched her drink.

"It's part of the past and I want her to let it stay there." she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Still you are trying to bring it into the present, by having her kill her father." Boone was right, Rachael knew it.

"So then, what the fuck, do you think I should I do?"

"Let her go." Rachael was leaning on the table still looking at Boone say these words.

"And you think that once she learns everything from that pipboy there, she won't want to kill him herself?" She drank the last of the beer and put it on the table then she slid on to the table, on all fours and

got un-comfortably close to him.

"I guess I could talk her out of it." at this point she was close enough to feel her breath, but moving back was enough for her to laugh and enjoy scaring him.

"Like hell, if you found out that this was your life, you would just give up on killing the person who did this to you. I fucking doubt it." Boone was at a loss for words, they both had valued points and still neither of them wanted to stand down. She crawled close to him, hoping he would flinch back from her, but he didn't. He knew she was doing all this to scare him and he wasn't interested in entertaining her

by showing her fear.

Rachael broke the silence, after she sniffed the air. "The sun should be coming up in a few hours, I need to get some rest, you should too, I have a feeling Six might wake you up for a morning fuck." She stood

up and didn't even care about the mess she made, then Boone stood up and followed her out the door. She stopped right at the door way and he almost bumped into her, she looked over her shoulder to look at him.

"See wasn't that easier than putting up all this trouble of tying me up." She looked him up and down, "Not that I am saying you shouldn't tie me up, but I hope my mouth won't be doing much talking." She

smirked and made her way to the tent.