I was falling further into the abyss as the fake cemetery faded into nothingness. In this world, it felt like I was falling for hours with no end. I looked around for anything of interest or importance.

Above, below, left, right, it just doesn't matter. There was only darkness here.

I closed my eyes and waited until I hit the bottom… if there was one.

…

…

…

I hit solid ground and dies where I 'landed'. I jolted up, gasping for air. I looked around where I was and was relieved that I was here… with Lena at Gibraltar. I lifted my hand and wiped away the little sweat on my forehead.

I look at her, sleeping so soundly. At least she doesn't have what I've got. At least she isn't haunted by the demons inside. I close my eyes and take a mount to regain my composure. Trying to calm my breathing and my hastily beating heart.

I'm here… not there with that bastard. No matter how many times I've killed him, he just keeps coming back. I could send a dozen fat man's at him and he will be back… like always. I'm rather surprised he didn't try to torture me with something or someone. He just taunted me, trying to belittle me. I won't break. I need to be strong and this will pass.

I look back to Lena before getting up from the bed. I walk to lena's bathroom and start to fill up the sink with hot water. Once it was filled I cup some water in my hands and splashed my face. The water was refreshing and soothing to my skyrocketing nerves.

I looked up at the mirror, fogged up from the steam. I looked closer into the image and noticed that I was wearing something dark. I looked down at my shirt and saw the white shirt I always wear. I looked back up before I reluctantly start to wipe the fog off the mirror.

Now I could see what I was wearing in the reflection, it was a leather jacket. A very familiar leather jacket. My breathing seized as I look at him. This is something entirely new. Never have any of my nightmares or doubts appear like this.

He stops mimicking me and waves with a sinister grin on his face. I immediately splash some more hot water on my face and look back up to see him gone. I take another moment to breathe before unplugging the sink and letting the water drain.

I walk back out grab my things being my duster, hat and boots. I take extra care to be quiet to not wake Lena. I step outside and walk to the edge, the area where Lena and I go to be alone. I sit down and rub my eyes. Im seeing things that aren't real, I'm hallucinating… right?

I saw him in my reflection, the dreams are getting worse. To the point where I'm seeing things in real life. To be honest… I'm a little spooked. This has never happened no matter what food I ate, drinks I had or any poison or venom I've been exposed to. This is something new.

He is gone… for however long he wants to be. This might be a one time thing. I certainly hope so because if I have to deal with him day and night I might just lose my mind.

Wait…

Is he here to make me go crazy? Is he here to make me look insane? Is that why he is there in my dreams and now starting to appear in real life? Maybe I could talk to Mercy and ask her to perform a psychiatric evaluation? We could see how bad it is.

But how would Lena take it? How would she feel if I was crazy? Would she support me? Would she turn me away? No… I can't tell her, soon but not now.

I sit and look out into the sea. The still hasn't risen so it is still early in the morning right now. I might as well go and work on the dropship while I'm up. It will help keep my mind off this.

I take a moment before I get up and walk to the docking bay, ready to do something productive.

Hours latter

I remove the damaged armor plate and begin to take out the shrapnel from the ship. I start to reconnect the damaged wires and fix anything out of the ordinary. I grab a new armor plate and attach it where the damaged one was. Once I was finished with that, I finished the entire left side of the dropship in the span of a few hours I would have to guess.

I grab a clean cloth and begin to wipe away all of the dirt, grime and other things attached to the skin. I looked at the what once was white cloth is now gray, almost black from the dirty substances.

I walked over and sat down, leaning my back against the ships newly repaired side. It has been a long morning. I pull up my pip-boy and take out a sunset sarsaparilla. I take the bottle cap off and slowly drink it, I've earned this.

"Courier."

I tiredly looked up and who I saw made me want to throw my bottle. It was Hana.

She came in and walked over to the suspended mech in the bay. I did not respond to what she said. I looked down at the bottle in my hands. I now wish I had grabbed something stronger.

I chugged the rest of my drink before putting it in the my inventory for me to deal with latter. I got up and started to get back to work, grabbing my tools and equipment to the other side of the ship. I start to remove yet another shredded armor plate and start to fix some of the internal mechanisms.

"I'm sorry."

I stopped and turned around. She looked like she was doing something with the mech that was no doubtfully her's. "Come again?"

She turned around to face me. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for how I acted yesterday. It was unprofessional and it was downright uncalled for."

I picked up a new armor plate and attach it to where the damaged one was. "Now that's something we can agree on."

I start to remove another damaged plate as she kept going. "Yes my uh… advances were rather straightforward and wrong. You were freaking ripped and very handsome. I just had to make sure it wasn't fake."

I scoff as I continue to work. I don't think this is an apology but rather an excuse to save herself. "Anything else you want to add to that or is that it? I've got a lot of work to do and I don't need any more bullshit today."

(sigh) "I'm sorry for bothering you…"

I fixed some more wires before I stopped. I hate it when I am too nice for my own good, but it's just who I am. I look back at her, now she is working on the mech. I look back at my work before I grudgingly spoke. "I accept your apology."

She stopped what she was doing and to say she went off like a light was an understatement. She ran up to me and hugged me as hard as she could. "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!"

I stood there for a moment. "Could you do me a favor?"

"Hmmmm?"

"Could you let go please? Your hands are a little too close to somewhere you are not allowed to touch. Not if Lena had anything to say at least."

She quickly let go and blushed a little out of embarrassment. "Whoops, got a little carried away there."

I back up a little and nod. "Yeah just please be a little more mindful of where your hands are going next time?"

She nods. "Of course."

I nod before turning back to work on the dropship some more. Some more mechanisms there and some loose or torn wires here and done. Another piece down, a dozen more to go plus the right side engines and hover units to work on too.

She rested herself against the ship as I worked. I know she apologised and 'sort of' made up for what she did but I'm still a little uncomfortable with her being near me. She was looking at what I was doing. "So, what are you doing?"

I reconnected some more wires and had to replace a few entirely. "Just fixing the dropship after Winston broke it trying to help South Korea's defence against the reactivated omics there. Also getting you as well."

I saw a jagged piece of the armor plating sticking out. I reached down and started to pull it out. It was loose but very firm in there. I started to wiggle and pull. It was getting looser and looser until it came out. Tearing the shit out of my hands. "Ah! Ow fuck."

I step back for a moment and look at the damage. The cuts and gashed ran acrossed my left hand finger tips. My right hand was cut along my fingers and part of my palm. Blood was running everywhere. Off my fingertips, down my arms, making a mess on the floor that I will have to clean up latter. Hana rushed from her spot over to me. "Courier, are you alright?"

I grabbed one of the clean cloths and put pressure on my cuts. "I'm fine. Ive dealt with worse than this."

She looked at all of the blood coming from me. "Are you sure? You are bleeding everywhere!"

I nod before wrapping my hands with the cloth and pulling up my pip-boy. I take out a stimpack and inject it in my bandaged hand. A wave of relief comes over to me as the pain and bleeding subsided. Good because I almost stained another shirt with blood.

The cuts on my pip-boy gloved hand healed as well. I looked over at Hana as she looked at my hands and the used syringe in curiosity. "What is that?"

I put the needled away for me to deal with latter. "It's a stimpack, it heals nearly any kind of wound."

I use the clean cloth to wipe away any blood that was on my arms. After I did that, I got back to work. Hana looked at the blood stained cloth. "I bet doctors would kill for those stimpacks."

I shrug. "I might tell Mercy how to make them when the time is right. She seemed quite content with my cybernetics when we met but telling her about my stimpacks might break her. For now I am going to keep them to myself unless anyone needs them during a fight."

Before anyone could say anything else, there was a buzzing sound. I start to look around for the source until Hana pulled out a small rectangular device. The buzzing stopped after she started to tap it repeatedly with her fingers.

After a minute or two, she notices my confused face. "Whats with the face?"

I point to the rectangle device in her hands. "What is that and why was it buzzing?"

She looked confused and surprised. "What? Have you never seen a smart phone?"

I cock my head to the side. "Smart...phone?"

She facepalms. "JFC, does Tracer not teach you anything?"

I give her a deadpan stare. "What am I supposed to be learning?"

She gestures to the device in her hands. "Technology, current events, things like that."

I continue to work on the ship. "I've learned a little about this world like the omnic crisis, Blackwatch, Overwatch and something about a guy named Mondatta. I've also watched a few movies too but other than that, that's all I know."

She gives me a sceptic look. "What kind of movies?"

I take a moment to think back to the titles. "Star Wars episode four and Titanic."

She scoffs. "I don't know why she would bother with Star Wars when Star Trek is clearly better."

I pull out an unusually large piece of shrapnel from a small entry hole. "What the hell is Star Trek?"

I fix some more wires before looking back at Hana. Her eye was twitching a little. I think I hit a nerve just now. "Now are you alright? You keep your face like that and it will freeze."

She rests a hand on her forehead. "I really need to talk to Tracer about bringing you up to speed."

I chuckle a little. "Good luck with that. She trust you as far as she could throw you."

She rubs the back of her neck. "Yeah, I guess you're right…"

I put a new armor plate where the damaged one was. "Don't freak out about it. Im sure it will pass and she will forgive you. I mean I did and I was the…"

She gave a sad smile "Victim."

I shake my head. "No, nothing as harsh as victim."

She starts tapping on her device again before putting it away. "Tracer would say something different."

I nod. "Everyone is entitled to their own opinions. She isn't any different."

"What were you doing just then? On the rectangular device I mean."

She looks at me quizzically before understanding. "Oh, I was just tweeting some of my followers on Twitter."

"Twitter?"

She shakes her head. "I don't even know why I bother telling you these things when you don't even know what I'm talking about."

I touch up a little on the spot I was just working on, I get up and look at the progress I've done in the past few hours. The outside of the ship was almost done but there was still some internal things that need to be fixed.

"There you are."

Hana and I turned around to see Lena just now walking in the docking bay. I wave to her as she starts to run to where I am standing. She blinked into my arms and holds me in a bone crushing hug. I just laugh and hug her back. "Morning Lena, sorry I wasn't there when you woke up."

She hums before she looks up and gives me a peck on the lips. "It's alright love."

I let go and walk to the dropship. "So, what do you think? Time well spent huh?"

She looks at dropship in surprise. (whistle) "Holy moly, the ship is almost fixed."

I lean against the ship. "Not quite, there are still a few spots that are need to be worked on and there is still some internal problems that are needed to be fixed. We also need to repaint it too."

She walks over to the ship and feels the smooth surface of the new armor plates. "Yeah, white and grey are poor colors for a beauty like her. She needs some personality."

I nod and look between Lena and Hana. "So, what now? I'm planning on taking a break for now. I might go get something to eat, might go do some training later."

For the first time since she walked in here, she finally noticed Hana. She gave her a cold stare. "Oh, it's you."

Hana took a breath for a second. "Yeah, sorry about earlier."

I clasp my hands together. "Well, you two need to straighten some things out so I am going to go."

I start walk away from the two but before I leave, I stick my head in the door. "No killing each other while I'm away. Bye love, bye Hana."

(Tracer's pov)

I watch as he leaves the door when I got here so soon. I guess he thought it was appropriate for Hana and I to be alone if we were to try and 'get along'.

I want to yell at her, cuss her out and call her every bad word I can think of. I mean she practically molested Courier, who does that? She has no right to touch him, he is mine and mine alone! No exceptions, no substitutes, no nothing!

Why am I acting so… possessive over him. I love him and I want nothing bad to happen to him. I want him all to myself and what she did yesterday threatened that. Courier left us alone for a reason, to get along so that we wouldn't want to kill each other at the first sign of trouble. No matter how small that trouble was.

I look over to the girl to my right. Well here goes nothing…

"So Hana, about yesterday…"

(Courier's pov)

It feels good to finally be able to sit back and relax, thinking that everything is going to be ok. I left Lena and Hana alone together so they could not kill each other. Winston, Reinhardt, McCree and Mercy are who knows where and me… well I'm just relaxing in a reclined chair I found in the firing range. Simply eating and drinking some well earned food and water.

"Hey Courier!"

I nearly crushed the plastic bottle in my hands as I am bothered when I specifically came here to relax. Being the good person that I am, I turn behind me to see who called me.

I turn around and see Mercy running towards me with a clipboard in hand. It is also good to mention that she has a slight scowl on her face. I guess I pissed her off somehow? I tip my hat. "Doctor."

She stands right next to my chair with a stern look on her face. "Courier, you have some explaining to do."

I take a sip of my water. "Explain what?"

She flips the clipboard around to show me multiple pictures of my x-rays. Very evident that you could see my prosthetics and my implants. Also a few shards of the bullet that entered my head too. Doc Mitchell said he only got most of it out, not all of it. I look down at the x-ray before looking up. "Nice picture."

She points to the various objects inside my body. "What are all of these? You have multiple foreign objects inside your body and you have no spine. How did they get there and why have you not come to see me about the bullet shards inside your head?"

I shrug. "Those are my prosthetics and my implants. They make me better in almost every way so I could do a better job at not dying. They weren't cheap but after all the years of wandering the wastes, you stack up quite a bit."

She gives me a small look of disbelief. "You and me are going to the medbay to get a closer look at these 'prosthetics and implants'. You also need to go through a proper medical test so I can treat you better the next time you get hurt."

I finish my water and food. "Alright. I wasn't doing anything anyways."

Ten minutes latter

Right now, I'm currently sitting on one of the hospital beds in the room. Mercy is performing the usual test a normal doctor in the wasteland would do. Checking temperature, blood pressure, eye sight, the usual stuff.

After checking my eyes light sensitivity. She pulls out a stethoscope. "Alright, I need you to lift up your shirt please."

I grab the hem and pull it up, revealing my abdomen and some of my pectoral region. Her face paled when she saw all of the scars and faded skin. "First time seeing them?"

She puts the cold stethoscope on my chest. "Second actually, I just don't like seeing people in pain."

I take deep breaths a usual for this test. "I'm not in any pain now."

She moves the stethoscope around my chest. "They must have hurt."

She moves onto my back region. "They did, some more than others."

She moves the stethoscope one more time, listening deeply. "I'm sorry, if I made you feel uncomfortable."

I pull my shirt back down as she writes something on her clipboard. "I'm going to tell you the same thing I told Lena."

She finishes writing and looks at me. "And what's that?"

I look down to the long jagged scar running down my forearm. "Every scar tells a tale. They are here to remind me where I've been, What I've done. They are here so I don't forget."

She nods before looking at her clipboard. "Alright, we have a few more test and you can go and run back to Lena."

I nod as she walks over to one of the locked cabinets and pulls out a vial with an IV tube connected to it. "Alright, we need to check your blood type. We wouldn't want to accidentally poison you now would we?"

I hum in approval as she sticks the IV tube in my arm and blood starts to fill up the vial. Once its fill, she grabs some gauze and puts in over the wound. She grabs a little bit of medical tape and tapes the gauze to the wound to stop the bleeding. "Alright, I want to a cat scan and a few more x-rays on your implants and prosthetics."

I nod and get up from my seat on the bed and follow her to one of the locked doors in the room. Once I stepped in, she stepped through another door in the room with the cat scan. She walked over to one of the doors with a see through window but before she stepped out, she stuck her head back in the room. "I'm going to need you to strip your clothes."

I take my hat and duster off. "How bare?"

"Down to your boxers or briefs. There are gowns in the cabinet to the right if you are uncomfortable with that."

I nod and take off my shirt, boots, pants, and my bullet necklace. Leaving me only with my boxers and pip-boy

"You Also need to take off your pip-boy please."

I stop and look down at the device on my arm before looking back at the mirror. "Alright, if you look away."

She nods and turns around. "Alright, let me know when your done."

I start to unlatch some of the locks on my pip-boy and slip my hand out of the glove. Since this is only the MK3 pip-boy, it has more than one lock and is a lot more heavier. I set my pip-boy with the rest of my clothing. For the first time in a long time, I could see the rest of my left forearm. It was pale, paler than the rest of my arm. I look back to Mercy. "Alright, you can turn around now."

She turns around. "Alright, now could you lay on the bed. These test will be over shortly."

I nod and lay down on the bed. As soon as I got comfortable, the bed started to slide into the cat scan. The machine was humming as it did its work. After a few minutes of laying there, the bed started to extend back out. While she wasn't looking, I grabbed my pip-boy and put it back on. I then divert my attention to the screen in the back of the room she was in.

I could see various pictures of my bones, body structure, every implant, every prosthetic, everything on the inside of my body. Mercy had a mixed look, mostly composed of giddiness and surprise. She looks to me. "Your biology is different."

I put my pants back on. "How so?"

"Your bones are denser, far denser than any normal person. It would take a large amount of force to break your bones. Your body has also grown onto your prosthetics and implants in such an unusual way. Some kind of tissue has grown around the connections between you and the machines."

I put my shirt back on. "How can you see that? I thought it only shows my x-rays and other things. Not a direct map of my body."

"It actually does map your body because it can see what your body is doing. Your body is acting like your heart and spine were never cut out and it's working at a far more productive level than it should be for a normal person."

Must be my heart. It is probably the antitoxins and other things in my bloodstream. It makes me impervious to any poison and venom in the wasteland. My spine, I don't know what that actually does besides making me stronger and more resistant around the torso area. It doesn't mean my ribs or sternum can't be broken but it does make me more resilient.

I put my boot and duster back on. "So, what now?"

She starts typing something on the computer in the room. "You are free to go back to doing what you were doing before. Unless there is something else you might need from me?."

I put my hat on. "Well, there is one more thing but we can talk about it latter."

She nods. "Of course. Come by again whenever you're ready."

I smile and wave as I walk out of the room. I just hope that Lena and Hana haven't killed each other.

Five minutes latter

I walk into the door and see Lena and Hana actually having a civil conversation. Guess I really lucked out.

They haven't noticed me so I snuck up behind the both of them. "Hey."

They both practically jumped out of their skin when I spoke. The looked a little pissed while I was just laughing my ass off. Lena hit my arm. "It was not funny! You scared the shit out of me you bloke!"

I keep laughing for a little bit as she blushes from embarrassment. I eventually stop and wrap arms around her. "Sorry I scared you. It was just too good to pass up."

(sigh) "I forgive you, but don't think I won't get you back for it."

I kiss her cheek and let go. "I can live that."

I look between Hana and Lena. "So, are we all good here? No more hard feelings and no more wanting slit each other's throats in their sleep?"

They shake their heads. "Naw love, were all good. Just a misunderstanding but we got that all sorted out."

Hana nods. "Yeah, it took a little while but we have reached an understanding."

I nod in approval. "Good, now to the matter at hand. Does anyone want to go shooting with me?"

They both looked at each other before immediately raising their hands. "That's what I thought."

I walk out the door as Lena and Hana follow me to the firing range. I press a button to talk to Athena. "Hey Athena."

"Yes Courier?"

Could you please set up the targets after we shoot them?"

"Yes I can, is there anything else?"

"Nope, thanks for asking though."

I look in front of us and I can see a variety of targets lining up, ready for us to demolish them.

I pull out my All-American and look to Lena. "Ready to start off where we were last time?"

She nods and takes the rifle, checking the magazine to see if it's loaded before shouldering it. She aims down the sights. "I'm ready when you are."

I press a button and start sending targets out for her to shoot. "Fire when ready."

She hits the gun's safety switch and soon enough, she was firing shots off left and right. Some of them missed and some of them hit but this isn't about accuracy but getting a feel for the weapon. Once she was out, she handed me the rifle. I eject the mag and put it in my inventory for latter use. "Alright, how do you feel about shooting it?"

She shrugs. "It was fun but my accuracy wasn't very good."

I pull out a fresh mag. "That's alright, this was about getting a feel for the weapon. I'm not going to give you a gun and expect you to have perfect accuracy the first time."

I put the in and pull the receiver back. I hit the safety switch and hand the rifle back to her. "Now try and hit more of the shots if you can."

She starts shooting again and this time she was more accurate. She hit ninteen out of the twenty four shots on the targets. She hands me the rifle back. "Great job Lena, you are getting better after every try. Maybe you will be a better shot than me one day."

She blushes a little. "Thanks but there is no way I could be a better shot than you."

I cross my arms. "That is debatable."

Hana taps my shoulder to get my attention. "Yeah Hana?"

"Can I try shooting some of your guns?"

I nod. "Alright but go grab whatever firearm you normally use, I need to see what weapons you would be more comfortable with."

She nods and leaves to get whatever weapon or weapons she uses. I look back to Lena and hand her the rifle and a fresh magazine. "You saw me load it right?"

She nods and takes them both. She ejects the empty magazine and puts the new one in. She reaches to the side of the rifle and pulls the receiver back, loading it. She shoulders the rifle again. "Alright, knock em dead."

She nods and aims in again. She fires of shots faster and more accurately, hitting twenty one of the twenty four shots. From the looks of things, she is hitting the second and third ring of the target which is good for a beginner.

I hear footsteps behind me and I turn around to see Hana walking behind me with a handgun. "I'm back, did I miss anything?"

"No, not really. You should have seen Lena's shooting though. She almost hit all of the shots on the targets."

I point to the gun in Her hands. "You mind handing it over to me? I need to see where you would be starting at because It would be a shame to give you a gun and have it break your arms due to recoil."

She nods and hands it to me. "Alright, just please be gentle with it. I modified it myself."

It was different from most I have seen but not entirely uncommon. It was small, lightweight, but most of all it was pink with a animal logo on it with a keychain attached to the bottom. The sights look functional.

I raise the gun up and start to fire at the targets, hitting each of the heads dead in the middle. I continue to fire until the gun stops shooting, guess I used up all of the ammo.

I hand her back the gun. "Alright, your weapon has around the kick of a 9mm handgun."

She nods. "Yeah, I only have it for a last resort weapon if my mech is destroyed or too damaged to keep going."

I pull up my pip-boy. "Have you shot anything other than your pistol?"

She nods again. "Ive shot rifles, shotguns and PDW's. I'm not really meant to be outside my mech on the battlefield so the Korean army only taught me CQC weapons."

I pull out Vance's submachine gun. "Alright, but were are to change that soon so you are familiar with all types of firearms. You never know when the situation demands it."

I put the gun on safety and hand it to her carefully. "Alright, knock yourself out but don't break my gun. There aren't any spares around here."

I look to Lena who has been waiting patiently. I pull out my survivalist rifle. "For waiting patiently, you get to fire my survivalist rifle."

She claps enthusiastically, practically bouncing in place. "This is going to be fun."

I chuckle at her enthusiasm. "Not as fun as you think."

I pull back the receiver and grab the bullet that came out. "This is a 12.7mm, as you can see this a big bullet. When the enemy see a bullet like this, I can guarantee you that they will shit a chicken."

I hand her the bullet to inspect. I turn around to Hana who was looking for something on the gun. "You can fire anytime you like."

"I can't find the safety switch."

I point to the switch above the trigger guard. "Its right above the trigger guard. Down means safety, up means no safety."

She nods and begins to fire short controlled burst from the automatic weapon. I look back to Lena and she hands me the bullet. She has an uncertain look on her face. "You all right Lena?"

She rubs her arm nervously. "I don't know if I should shoot it. It looks like it might hurt if I do."

I pull out the magazine and put the bullet back in. I do the same thing for the rifle. "Don't worry so much. It will shoot like a dream once you get the hang of it."

The uncertain look still remains. I shake my head and laugh. "Alright, how about a demonstration then?"

She vigorously nods. I get in firing position and look to Hana. "Hey, you might want to pay attention for a moment."

She puts the gun on the stand in front of us. "Ok, I ran out of ammo anyways."

I start firing off shot after shot, managing the recoil and acquiring each target as the recoil meets my body. Once I'm out of ammo, I rest the rifle on my side. "Did you two see what I did?"

Neither one said anything so I continued. "I used the recoil to acquire each target. Since the 12.7mm has more recoil compared to the 5.56 or 3.08, I could use the push to aim at the next target. This is only useful against lightly armored enemies because a bullet caliber this size will rip right through almost anything."

Hana raised her hand. "Yes Hana?"

"So you shouldn't use your little 'technique' on more heavily armored opponents?"

I shrug. "You can but I wouldn't recommend it. They could survive the first shot so that means you need to keep shooting. It will bruise your shoulder if you keep shooting in the same spot continuously, it will especially won't help if there are more than one of the same opponent with the same armor that could resist the 12.7mm."

They nod to each other before lena raises her hand. "Yeah Lena?"

"Who gets to shoot first?"

I put a hand to my chin and scratch it. "I'm thinking of a number between one and three."

I look at Lena. "Two."

I then look at Hana. "Three."

I reload the rifle and hand it over to Hana. "Sorry Lena, number was three."

She grumbled something incoherent at Hana as she smiles deviously. She shoulders the rifle and gets in firing position. She starts to 'attempt' to mimic the same technique I used.

I walk over to Lena and hug her from behind. She was still a little angry that Hana got to go first. I kissed her cheek as her face got flushed. "Don't worry Lena, you get to shoot something cooler if you'd like."

"Depends, what is it?"

I put my head on her shoulder. "A grenade launcher."

I could see a little bit of the smile on her face. "Cooooooool."

I chuckle. "If you think that's cool then you should see some of the other stuff I have."

She hums. "Sounds dangerous, it's going to be fun."

"You bet it will."

I look at Hana to see she just finished shooting, guess she hurt her shoulder a little since she was rubbing her probably tender shoulder. She hands me the rifle as I look at the targets she shot. She hit each of them but her accuracy was starting to slouch a little on the last four targets. "You did good but your accuracy was starting to lack a little bit on the last four. Did you hurt your shoulder?"

She nods as she keeps rubbing her sore shoulder. "Yeah, your gun has a hell of a kick. Pwns noobs but man does it hurt latter."

I nod and reload the rifle before handing it to Lena. "Alright, now it's your turn."

She nods and gets in position, I give her a quick thumbs up and she smiles confidently. She starts to fire at each of the new targets. I could tell that the recoil was having an effect on her but she was holding strong. Once she was out she rested the rifle next to Vance's submachine gun. She turns around and looks to me. "So, did I do good?"

I noded. "Yeah, you did. You hit eight out of the ten with good accuracy."

She smiles but then cringes, rubbing her hurt shoulder.

I grab the guns and put them back in my inventory. I take a moment to look at the time and I see that it's 9:43 PM. It feels like such a short day but a lot of time already went by. I put my pip-boy away. "Its starting to getting late guys, do you want to keep going or we going to call it quits tonight?"

Hana points back to the dorms. "I'm going to call it quits for tonight. See you two latter."

I wave to her as she leaves. "See you latter Hana."

Lena waves too. "See ya love!"

She leaves and that just leaves me and Lena here.

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"Can we shoot the grenade launcher now?"

I pull up my pip-boy. "Pump or single?"

She makes a small shrug. "Either ones fine."

I pull out Thump-Thump and a normal pump grenade launcher. "Alright, ready to learn explosives?"

"Are you certified?"

I make a mock scoff. "I'm a self certified demolitions expert, I take my job Very seriously."

She giggles. "I bet you do love."

I pull out a few 40mm grenades and stack them on the table in front of us. "Let's blow some stuff up."

Lena couldn't have been anymore happy to oblige.

There we freaking go! I got another chapter done and I am sorry it has been taking so long. I have been busy dealing with life and the cards it deals me. But hey, I got another chapter done. I also appreciate "A fan" and "Another fan" for being good supporters just as everyone else. You are all great and patient with me.

Also, this story isn't dead until it's finished or until I say it's dead. I can't always work on a new chapter every single day but I do what I can when I can. As always, I'm open to new Ideas to add to the story so feel free to say something in the comments.

Remember to comment and review so I can do a better job at writing. -Paladin Leroy

P.S. Who should be recruited next?