I do not own or will ever own anything by Bethesda Softworks or by Obsidian and Fallout New Vegas. This is just about a regular soldiers journey through New Vegas and the NCR.

The spelling and grammar are poor at best, I know this, believe me I know. So if you can still read this then I thank you, if you can't... well stop reading.

Chapter 24

A Day Off

"Are you sure this is going to work?" Asked Jennifer using some duct tape to cover a small hole in the wire.

"What was that!" He shouted back poking his head around the door frame from garage part they were turning into a kitchen/storage area.

"I said, are you sure this is going to work?" She asked again, this time putting her hands on hips of her merc adventure armor.

Chuckling, he stepped around the L shape counter with a small grease stain on his merc grunt armor. "Of course it will...I hope."

Rolling her eyes, Mrs. Walker began to check the breaker box one more time. Making sure all the connections were properly wired together, before they would plug them into their 2 oversize fission batteries and have electricity inside the gas station.

It has been 2 months since their brief assault on Fortification Hill and where they lost their former STF teammate Patrica Evans. With the arrival of Caesar's Legion official recognized by New Vegas and NCR, they spent most of their time gathering intelligence on their enemy. Unfortunately, with the army's attention focused across the river, it allowed the local gangs like Fiends, Great Khans, and Vipers a chance to break out and cause trouble again everyone. In response to this increase raider activity, the Northern California Republic started bringing even more troopers inside New Vegas. With most of them barely having 2 weeks of basic training before they are shipped out.

"Damn...I forgot how hot the August can be. Hey sweetheart, you want some water?" He asked already heading back into the kitchen and opening their repaired Nuka cola refrigerator that was hooked up to it's own small fission battery.

Putting the screwdriver and duct tape back into the tool box, Jen walked across the room and took a seat at the L shaped counter they turned into a dinning room table with 4 bar stools. At the far right end was an pre-war cash register that didn't work, but still Tristan wanted to keep as he said it looked cool.

"Cheers,"he said as they both raised their purified water bottles up in the air drinking deeply from them.

Leaning up against the counter opposite of her, Tristan gave her a bright smile. "What's got you so happy?"

"Just thinking that's all."

"About what?"

"Well for starters...you, my sister, friends, you, Hawke, our dream home, you. Did I mention you at all? Cause I feel like that kinda important."

Shaking her head with an amused look on her face, Jen placed her hand on his forearm. "Your such a smart ass."

"I know, but you love my smart ass. Although, I hope you also love other things on my body besides my ass,"he added with a grin on his face causing her to grin back at him.

"All kidding aside...are you really okay with us turning this gas station into our future home?"

Taking another sip from his water, Tristan reached out and took his hand in hers. "Of course my love. I told you that night when I asked you to marry me that we could do whatever you wanted with it. If you want to build your dream home, then that's what we are going to do."

Smiling back at him, she pulled his face down and gave him a kiss. "With that being said, I do have some ideas."

Standing up, she beckoned him to come around the counter and join her inside the heart of the room. Walking behind her Tristan wrapped his arms around her waist. "So what are you thinking?"

"I am thinking about having a game room in that corner with a card table and slot machine. The left side we will be our work area. With a work bench, reloading station, a few gun cabinets and a place to hang out gear,"she said pointing to the three shelves they had already dragged in from outside.

Turning slightly Jen found herself looking at the couch, Sunset Sarsaparilla lamp, wooden bookcase, and small coffee table they managed to scrounge around Novac. "Well obviously this will be our living room."

"Yeah, what else?" He asked setting his chin on her collar.

"Perhaps see if we can find some good footlockers, recliners, and maybe we build a fire place."

"Sounds good so far."

Turning around, the faced the back end of the gas station. In the right corner was the garage they were turning into kitchen. On the far left side was the Men and women bathroom which they were in the process of fixing with new pipes so they could actual have running water. In the middle of the back was a hallway that lead to a office, janitor closet and a large supply area that.

"I think we turn that supply area into our master bedroom. With 2 dressers, a work desk, computer, and plenty of places to hang our gear, weapons and junk,"she said wrapping her arms around his.

"What about that office?"

Grinning, she leaned back and stared up into his eyes. "Well isn't that oblivious...for our future children. Will have to get plenty of toys for them. Maybe even set up a baseball field, or basket ball court in our front yard for them."

"It all sounds so wonderful. I just hope we can afford it.

Smiling up at him, Jen wrapped her arms around his neck. "Well in the meantime, we still have our apartment and that game room. So even it takes us another 5 years to complete the reinventions, it will be worth it."

Grinning back down at her, Tristan leaned down and kissed her with passion. Feeling his tongue on her lips she opened her mouth and deepened the kiss letting him taste her. Having her body pressed up against him, she could feel his erection poking her firmly in the the stomach. Grabbing his hands, she placed them on her ass encouraging him to squeeze it.

"I want you so bad"she managed to say between the heated kisses he was giving her neck.

Giving her ass another squeeze, Jen moaned out again feeling him pressed his penis against her aching core. Jumping up, she wrapped her thighs around his waist digging grinding herself even harder onto his clothed shaft.

"God... your driving me crazy."

"That's the point,"she said before pulling him back into a firely kiss.

Carrying them over to their couch Tristan spun around and sat down. Now straddling his waist, Jennifer reached down and grabbed the helm of his white shirt and easily tossed it aside. Running her hands along side his muscular chest, she leaned down and sucked on the right side of his neck.

Without warning, Mrs Lieutenant Walker felt her blue-gray top fly open. Taking her lips away from him for only a second, she shrugged off the garment and went back to kissing him once more.

Pulling away after another series of intense and heated kisses, Jen stared into his lust filled eyes. "I want you right now!"

"Yes ma'am."

Hopping off him, she unstrapped her boots quickly kicking them off her feet along with her socks. Pulling down her black fishnets that hugged her thighs, she looked to see him standing naked in front of her.

"Allow me,"he added reaching under her mini skirt and pulled down her black panties, letting her step out of them.

Right when Jennifer was about to pull down her skirt Tristan put his hands on top of hers. "No, leave it on."

Giving him a curious look, Jen simply shook her head at him before allowing him to take them back over the couch once more.

"My turn my love,"she replied climbing on top of him with a mischievous smile on her face.

Grabbing a hold of his manhood, she slowly started lowering herself on top. The moment the head of his shaft slipped past her folds, both of them moaned out in pleasure. Steadying herself by placing her hands on his shoulders, she lowered herself the rest of the way finally hilting herself.

"God...no matter how many times we do this, it still feelings amazing!"

Opening his eyes, Tristan reached out and placed his hands on her breasts. "Tell me about it assassin."

Breathing hard, Jennifer leaned down and kissed him full on the lips. Not wasting any more time, Jen lifted herself up to the point he almost spilled out of her, before plunging back down once more. Repeating this process, she started a slow but steady rhythm for their love making. It was then she felt him knead her breasts even firmer while giving her nipples a gently tug making her excitement level increase.

"You feel so fucking good,"he said closing his eyes once more.

"How about now?" She asked suddenly increasing her speed by rolling her hips even more allowing his penis to reach even farther inside her womb.

"Oh,"was all he could managed to say in return feeling her walls grip him for dear life.

Suddenly, Tristan took his hands off her breasts. Just when Jennifer wanted to complain, she felt him place his hands on her hips. This allowed him to help guide her movements, letting her focus on riding him without the fear of losing her balance.

"Tristan!" She said calling out his name, feeling herself getting closer and closer to her orgasm.

Suddenly, Jen felt him start thrusting up into her as she leaned in and wrapped her arms around his back. "Right there, right there. Oh god...don't...stop...Tristan!"

Tristan responded by going into overdrive and pounded away into her dripping core. The way she was laying on top of him allowed him to reach deep inside hitting that special spot inside her. It was then she felt his penis beginning to swell inside her, and felt him lose his perfect tempo of his thrusts.

"I am close Jen!"

"Inside me...release it inside me!"

"But what if you get pregnant?" He asked knowing that she hadn't taken any birth control pills this morning.

"It's okay, trust me my love!" She said leaning down and kissing him with passion.

Without giving him a second chance to think about what she said, Jen clapped down onto him, feeling her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.

Squeezing him for dear life, she felt him thrust up into her two more times before burying his manhood as far as he could go inside her. A second later, she felt him jerk inside her with the first spurt of his cum hit the back of her womb. A series of spurts erupted from his penis painting the walls of her womb white with his hot cum as she felt her womb bulge a little from amount of semen he had pumped into her.

Breathing hard, she rested her head on his shoulder. "That felt so good."

"Tell me about it."

Opening her eyes, she spotted his blue eyes staring into her own light blue eyes. "Jen, are you really okay if you get pregnant?"

Sighing heavily, she gave him an irritated look. "I told you it was okay. As Cass would say, will deal with that shit another day. I just wanted us to make love the old fashion way, without any protection. And will deal with the consequences if they come up. Besides...I think it's a little too late now."

Nodding his head, he grinned back at her."Now that...is true."

8 hours later Tristan and Jennifer were back inside their apartment getting ready for dinner and quite evening. Mr. Walker was busy preparing their dinner while Mrs. Walker was sitting on the couch reading a pre-war book called War of the Worlds. Meanwhile, Hawke had his head in Jen's lap as she absentmindedly petted her golden brown hair.

"What page are you on?" He asked opening the oven to check on their baked potatoes and Bighorner steaks.

"86."

"What's it about?"

"An alien invasion of Earth set during the 1900's."

"Wow...that's not something you normally read,"he said closing the oven and gave the boiling maize a quick stir.

Turning the page, Jennifer shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe not. But it was a wedding gift from your sister. And I promised her a would read it."

Chuckling, Tristan smiled at his wife before making his way back into their living room/bedroom. Looking down at the dinning room table he picked up his custom auto pistol and placed it on the night stand next to their bed. Even though they felt safe inside their home and in Novac, it was never wise to be far from a gun in the Mojave wasteland. That was also why they had one of Jen's 10mm SMG tucked behind the bed's dashboard along with a level action shotgun hidden behind a trashcan inside the bathroom.

"How much longer?" She asked closing her book and put it on top of their small book case next to the couch.

Looking down at his watch, he ran a hand through his goatee. "No more than 10 minutes I would think."

"Good, cause I am getting hungry. Right girl,"she said to Hawke, causing the dog to bark back at her.

By now Hawke had ground twice as big as before, but with only being 3 months old she was still considered a puppy. Looking to his right, he spotted the lasted photo they had put up. In it, was Tristan Jennifer, Daniel, and his girlfriend Andrea all sitting on a couch. All of them were laughing for Hawke had just jumped onto their laps right before the picture was taken.

"Hey, did you move that assault carbine into the gun closet?" She asked snapping him out of his day dream.

"I think so,"he added walking over to their new gun cabinet they had ordered through Cassidy Caravans.

Made of metal and wood, the reinforced gun closet cost them about 500 caps. But the price wasn't even the real issue, it was getting it here. As it took almost a month to get it from the Hub to New Vegas because of how bulky it was. Standing 8 feet tall it came with numbers gun racks on the inside with pistol and SMG holders on the right door panel and an small melee weapon holders on the left. At the bottom was two large ammo storage contains, capable of holding a thousand rounds of ammunition. Towards the top was a built in gun and spare part sliding drawers.

Opening the doors, Tristan looked inside the gun cabinet. "Okay, we got two hunting rifles, anti-material rifle, Bozar sniper rifle, Marksmen carbine, assault carbine, and Pat's hunting shotgun."

Closing the doors, he could see the somber look on his wife's face. "I wish she was still alive."

"Me too sweetheart, me too,"he added heading back into the kitchen to turn off the stove and pull out there food.

In Patrica Evan's will, she left Tristan her hunting shotgun and Jen her Bowie knives. Having watched over Dan since he was a kid she left him almost all of her money and assets including her original pair of authority sun glass. The rest of her money was donated to a ranger fund that helped the families of dead rangers.

"At least they did give her veteran status...granted it was posthumously. But in the records it will show she achieved that goal."

Standing up, Hawke gave Jen a soft whine at the lost of attention. "Do you know what happen to her Star of Sierra Madre Medal?"

"I think Daniel said something about giving it to his father. To be honest, I really didn't ask him about it."

"Fair enough,"she said walking into the kitchen and started grabbing the silverware they would need for tonight's dinner.

Setting it on the table, Tristan watched his wife put the food on their plates making sure to put some food inside Hawke's doggie bowl.

"What?" She asked with a curious look on her face noticing he had his eyes fixed on her.

"Nothing my love. I was just thinking how good you look in those blue jeans."

Rolling her eyes at him, Jen sat down at the table waiting for him to join her. Wearing a pair of pre-war blue jeans, black Victorian long sleeve blouse, and pre-war white dress shoes, Tristan couldn't believe someone as beautiful as her would even want to be with him.

"Are you going to stare at me all night, or are we going to eat?"

Grinning back at his wife, he made his way over and sat opposite of her. Tristan had on a pair of pre-war relaxed wear khaki pants, long sleeve light blue flannel shirt that was unbuttoned, with a white under shirt to go along with his brown pre-war shoes.

"So...how does it tastes?" He asked watching her take her first bite of the bighorner steak

Swallowing the meat, she gave him a smile. "As you know I don't eat a lot of meat...but I will admit it does taste good. I can't help but notice it has a slight spicy flavor to it."

Taking a spoon full of his baked potato, he gave her a small wink. "Your taste buds serve you well. These steaks came from Sunny Smiles in Goodsprings. A little thank you for stopping that group of cazador from killing her dog Cheyenne."

Quickly finishing off his food, Tristan could see that Jen had stopped eating and was instead pushing around her boiled maize. This was strange, for she was like him when it came to her food and didn't play with it unless something was on her mind.

"Sweetheart?" He asked drawling her attention away from her food and back up to him.

"Yeah,"she added grabbing a spoon food of maize and putting it her mouth, trying to hide her apprehension.

"You don't have to humor me,"he said with warm smile on his face,"something's bothering you.

Sighing heavily, Jennifer nodded her head. "I guess I can't fool you."

"After three years I like to think not my assassin."

"It's just...Tristan what are doing?"

"I am not sure I fallow Jen. I thought we are enjoying a good meal,"he replied with a worried look on his face.

It was then Mrs. lieutenant Walker shook her head at him. "No, the meal is wonderful. I mean all of this,"she said holding her arms above pointing to all of their personal belongs.

Running a hand through his short brown hair, Tristan was even more confused than before."Um...I am still not fallowing you here."

"Just, forget about then."

Tristan could see that his wife was getting frustrated with him. But he was one to never back down from anything, so he wasn't going to let this be.

"Look...I am not trying to be a smart ass here. Your just not making a whole lot of sense right now?"

Taking a few deep breaths, he could see she was trying calm herself down. "I am sorry about that. I guess I am not a lot of sense."

"It's okay darling. I'll listen to whatever you have to say."

Nodding her head, Tristan made sure stare deeply into her light blue eyes. "I think what I am trying to say is...we should be doing more."

"More, like how?"

"Like instead of sitting around in our fancy pre-war clothes admire all of our personal belongs, we should be out there doing more to stop Caesar from advancing into New Vegas. I seen and lived through what happens when the Legion takes over. I know you sick and tired of the greed and self centered view of the NCR, but compared to the Caesar...there saints. Here, you have choice. And while that might not seem like a big deal to you, to someone who gets that taken away...it means everything,"she said trailing off with a troubled look on her face.

Tristan could see she was waiting on him to say something, like he always did. But this time it was things were different. She was speaking from personal experience, as he could tell this one was hitting home for his wife. Having her own family be torn apart by Caesar, not to mention everything they did her during her training as a Legion spy.

"I understand sweetheart."

"You do?"

"Of course I do. I haven't forgot anything you told me about what they did to you. You know better than anyone what Caesar's Legion will do if they defeat the NCR here. I don't think even Mr. House is aware of the threat he faces on the other side of Colorado. But your forgetting something very important my love."

"What's that?"She asked hanging on his every word.

Take a deep, Mr. lieutenant Walker reached out and took a hold of his wife's hand."If we don't spent some time for ourselves, then all we have is war and death. Our lives are shaped by battle already, and while I believe neither of us is ready to walk away from that fight yet...we can't let that be what defines us. It's important that we enjoy the small amount of down time we actually get together. As you never know when our last day could be together."

Looking down at there hands, Jennifer brought her gaze back up at his eyes. "How can you be so sure?"

"Because it's my choice. And because I want more than battle and fighting in my life. Maybe it's a little selfish to think I will live that long, but I won't give up on that dream of a normal life. But I also know in order to achieve that, I will have to fight for it. I think after everything we have done, we deserve a chance for happiness...even if it's just for one day,"he finished explaining to her and gave her a hand a gentle squeeze.

Staring down at their hands for a few seconds, Jennifer finally raised her head up to look at him. Slowly a smile started to spread across her face, making him smile back at her.

"Okay, you made your point my husband. You always know what to say in order to cheer me up?"

"It's a gift my love, it's a gift."

Giving him a sheepish look, Tristan started laughing causing her to laugh as well. "You know sometimes you think too much. Jen...I love you. And I would do anything for you. I have known you for 3 years and in that time I never once doubt you. I trust you with my life and there isn't another person I would want watching my back."

Suddenly Hawke gave them a quick series of barks. "Of course I haven't forgot about you girl,"he said scratching the dog under the chin, making Hawke lean into his touch.

Looking back up, he could see Jennifer grinning back at them before she started eating her food once more. Tristan didn't know how long they had, but for the moment, he was perfectly content in his life.

A/N: This is my second fallout story, the first one was called Dragon Knights so hopefully if you liked that you will like this one. I will try to get new chapters out every 2 weeks or earlier. If you want to review or offer help I am always willing to listen. I can take criticism too, I promise.