On the morning of Wednesday 30th June, 2280, Vault 101 had, once again, shamelessly called for Albert's help. They had a dodgy reactor, and needed supplies and such, since they were getting very little outside business on their own. During Al's second return to the vault, he spoke with the remaining inhabitants; Allen Mack, Gloria Mack, Stevie Mack, Wally Mack, Susie Mack, Christine Kendall, Herman Gomez, Pepper Gomez, Freddie Gomez, Edwin Brotch, Stanley Armstrong, and Officer Armstrong.
Since Jonas Palmer, Tom Holden, Mary Holden, Jim Wilkins, Janice Wilkins, Officer John Kendall, Mary Kendall, Monica Kendall, Beatrice Armstrong, Security Chief Paul Hannon Senior, Vikki Hannon, Paul Hannon Junior, Agnes Taylor, Floyd Lewis, and Steve Armstrong, as well as Officers Wolfe, Park, O'Brian, Richards, and Wilkins were killed some time during the Vault 101 siege a few years ago, only these few residents remained.
Old Officer Taylor and Lucy Palmer had already died of old age some time before this took place, so they were kinda lucky. Ellen DeLoria had also boozed herself to an early grave, as expected, since she had drank more and more after Butch disappeared.
Anyway, after a bit, Al decided to go to the Overseer's office to see Amata Almodovar, the love of his life, who he'd not seen in over two years. As he entered the office, he saw Amata sitting at her desk, filing documents.
"What is it now?" She asked, not looking up, having heard the door open. After getting no response, she looked up in irritation after a few seconds, when she realised just who it was that entered her office. Amata's eyes lit up as she saw her childhood sweetheart and ex-boyfriend standing in her doorway, when he began to approach her.
"You called? Again?" He rhetorically asked with a playful grin.
Amata jumped out of her chair and ran up to him. "You came back!" She exclaimed gleefully, before jumping up and wrapping her arms around his neck, and wrapping her legs around his waist. After a few seconds of the two young adults hugging tightly, they kissed each other with much vigour and passion, having missed each other dearly. After a few blissful seconds, they pulled back, before Amata stood upright to face Al.
"I'm SO happy to see you again! And not just because the vault needs your help once more." She assured him.
Al still saw the same beautiful, clean, perfect, young Hispanic girl that he'd always known. Amata, on the other hand, now saw a very muscular, rugged, and worn-looking man who looked like he'd been to hell and back, rather than the sweet, innocent, clean-shaven, lean young man that she'd known since toddlerhood. However, the one thing that remained the same about him were his eyes. Nevertheless, Amata found him just as attractive as she'd always done… In fact, even more so, in a way. Al wasn't wearing any armour; just black jeans, a black t-shirt, and steel-toe boots, so Amata could really see his impressive posture.
About an hour into this visit, after Al and Amata had mostly spent it catching up with one-another, Al was in the Reactor Chamber's control room. He was trying to sort things with the reactor's status from the terminal, when the reactor finally gave in and failed altogether, instantly killing Christine and Old Stanley in the Reactor Chamber's explosion as they tried to fix it.
Immediately after the small explosion, as the alarms went off, Al ran to the door to evacuate the residents. He got to the Reactor Chamber's entrance and saw Alphonse Almodovar. After a quick conversion on how it happened and on what to do next, he told Albert that he planned to stay in Vault 101 as it failed, and go down with his ship. The former Overseer told Al to give his love for Amata, and gave him the framed photograph of her with Alphonse, to give to her.
After pocketing the photograph as he ran past the former Overseer, Al saw a few people running to outta vault's front gate, which had luckily been left open. Gloria Mack, Wally Mack, Susie Mack, Pepper Gomez, Freddie Gomez, and Edwin Brotch were being escorted outside the vault by Officers Gomez and Armstrong. However, Al noticed that Amata was not there, so he ran back into the Atrium to look for her. Just then, with nobody else there, Allen Mack and Officer Stevie Mack then stopped Al in his tracks as they ran up to him, pistols drawn.
"Never shoulda come back here, kid!" One of them shouted. However, not planning on dying today, Al quickly drew his .44 Magnum and simply shot them both dead. Al then went back deeper into the vault, looking for Amata. However, when Al saw Andy the Mr. Handy floating through the vault's hallways as he looked for Amata, he swiftly shot and destroyed the robot and left him in the vault to perish, as revenge for accidentally killing Beatrice during the siege that happened nearly three years ago (and also for destroying Al's tenth birthday cake).
After a few moments, in one of the hallways, Al saw Amata running towards the vault's exit, so he charged in her direction. They quickly met in a brief hug, before Al swept her off her feet and carried her to the exit, with one of his arms under her knees, the other under her back. Once Al had rescued Amata, she was overwhelmed that he'd saved her so many times now, but devastated that the vault was now uninhabitable, and partially destroyed.
After a bit, Albert gave Amata the picture that Alphonse gave to him, and she gave him the photograph of Albert and James, which she had gone to pick up, which is why she was late getting out of the vault. After several more minutes of mourning, the group walked down the pathway that led to Megaton, not too far away. Al and Amata walked several yards behind the rest of the group, with Al quietly telling her about Megaton, and how it's one of the best towns in the wasteland. Eventually, they got onto the subject of their relationship, and how they'd coped in their very different lives without one-another.
"So… have you met anybody from outside the vault? Had anybody else joined you since I left for good?" Al asked Amata.
"No…" Amata replied. "Nobody wanted to come. At least, not to stay, anyway."
The group of former vault dwellers eventually came to the front gates of Megaton, with the town's scout, Stockholm, who stood with his sniper rifle on a balcony above the gate, becoming rather surprised at the fairly-large number of newcomers. Just beyond the gate, within the town itself, the Sheriff greeted them, and Al showed them to the town's Common House, just when Amata pulled Al to the side.
"Albert… is there somewhere that we can talk?" She asked him.
"Yeah, sure. I own a house here." He said.
"You have a house?" She asked, her eyes lighting up, impressed.
They arrived at Al's house in town, just up a few metal ramps that connected all the upper buildings. As they entered the small house, Amata noticed how much the interior looked like that of the vault's. She then spotted three German Shepherds - two parents and a pup - all curled up to each other on a large dog bed in the corner. Al had met the father dog, named 'Dogmeat', almost three years ago, now.
"Are they… dogs?" Amata asked, stunned, having never actually seen a dog before.
"Yeah. I've known the father dog almost three years ago, now. Not too long after I left for my dad." Al responded. "So… anyway, what did you need to talk about?" He asked Amata as he led her to his couch right there in the living room.
After sitting down, Amata looked up and gazed into Al's eyes, with a shameful expression on her pretty face, before she wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.
"I'm so sorry, honey!" She said after bursting out into tears. "I'm such a fucking horrible human being… I let you go… TWICE… all for the vault… And, now… the vault's gone…"
"It's okay, Amata. You made a tough choice that day. That's what only a born leader would be able to do." He comforted her as he held her. "You shouldn't blame yourself; it'll only tear you apart. I know I don't blame you." He then gently lifted her chin to meet her watery eyes. "And, no matter what you did, whatever you think you did wrong… I know that you did it with the best possible intentions and results... I never stopped loving you… and I never lost my trust in you…" Al gave Amata a soft smile, before she leaned in towards him, and their lips met, for the first time in far too long.
After a very long, tender kiss, Amata spoke softly. "I never stopped loving you, either… I've never loved anyone else… and I never will…" She said as she sobbed lightly. "I've never even 'been with' anyone else…" She blurted.
"You've… never had sex with anyone else?" He asked in surprise, to which Amata just looked into his eyes and lightly shook her head.
"Not even first base… I just… never got over you…" She admitted.
"I honestly thought about moving away about a year ago… but… I still wanted to stay here in Megaton… so that I could still be close to you in some way…" Albert told her.
After several minutes, they were making-out, making up for lost time, when Al's Mr. Handy robot-butler came floating down the stairs after tidying Al's small armoury.
"Ah! You've returned, master! I just finished arranging your armoury." Said the Mr. Handy.
"You have your own robot?" Amata asked Al, surprised.
"Yep. His name's Wadsworth." Said Al. "Wadsworth, you can deactivate now, thanks." He ordered.
After several more minutes of making-out and caressing each other, Amata pulled away and spoke up quietly. "Babe… You know that I love you more than anything, and I'm happier than ever to finally be with you again, but… I'm really horny, honey… Please…" She was practically begging him to make love to her.
"Say no more, gorgeous." Al said softly, before taking her upstairs to his bedroom, and shutting the door. "And, don't worry… I've got condoms." As they kissed each other deeply, they gradually undressed one-another. "Lay down…" Al said softly.
Amata gently lay down on the bed, with her head resting on her pillow, and spread her legs. "Take me…" She said quietly.
"Not just yet, beautiful… I'm gonna eat the fuck outta you first." Said Al, before reaching over and bringing his tongue to Amata's cunt-lips, making her moan at the touch.
"Ahhhhh!" She moaned, almost screaming. Al gently licked her pussy, laying a few gentle kisses on it, and began to lick and suck her lick, almost making her cum already. "AH! Fuck! Fuck!" She moaned loudly. As Al licked her pussy more vigorously, she began to spasm. "AH, baby! AHH!" She screamed as she came. Once Al was done gently licking and kissing her pussy-lips, and her thighs, he moved to his nightstand and got out a condom. He applied the condom and mounted Amata in the missionary position - the same position in which they both took each other's virginities. Al pressed the tip of his cock against Amata's pussy, ready to fuck her for the first time in years.
"I love you…" Amata said softly, to which Al kissed her on the lips and spoke very softly.
"I love you, too…" He said, before thrusting his entire length deep inside her pussy, without mercy or hesitation, making Amata scream like she hadn't done in so long.
"AHH! Ahh! AAHHH! Fucking… hell, YES!" She screamed. Al began to thrust in and out of her pussy at a moderate pace, making her moan in pure pleasure. "Ohhhhhhh… baby…" After a few more minutes, Amata came again, squirting her lovely juices all over her lover's abdomen. "FFUUUUCK! YES, baby! Yes, NHUH! AHH! Ahhhh… Uhhhh…" That was an orgasm that Amata would never forget for as long as she was alive.
Not long after, Al came inside the condom, moaning Amata's name. Once they had recovered, they just made-out for what seemed like ages, with Al's cock still buried inside Amata's cunt. Eventually, he poulled out and discarded the used condom, before gently flipping Amata onto her hands and knees, and fucking the absolute life out of her ass, giving her the long-awaited anal sex that she'd craved for years. After about five minutes of rough thrusting, Amata eventually squirted her juices a third time, all over the bed sheets. This was shortly followed by Al cumming HARD into her asshole, with both parties loving and adoring every precious second of it.
During the day that Amata was alone, without her father, without her vault, she would have had absolutely nothing and nobody if Al hadn't continued to live in Megaton, the local town near the vault… and, during the years that Al and Amata were apart, with Al in the wastes and Amata ruling the vault, hey had missed each other terribly.
The following morning, on Thursday 1st July, 2280, the young couple had awoken at roughly 8:20am. As they lay naked on the bed in each other's arms, they both looked each other in the eyes, before leaning towards each other, and pressing their lips together. They stayed kissing like this for a long time, before eventually breaking the kiss and getting up.
Amata had still never had any romantic or sexual relations whatsoever with anybody but Al; even though they had been physically separate for so long, Amata still thought of it as cheating. However, since Al had helped so many people across the wastes, and with many of them being women, he had gotten plenty of action. Despite laying so many women in his few years on the surface to try and move on from Amata, he'd think of her every single time. But, now that they had each other again, neither of them had to ever worry about that again; they had each other forever, now.
As the two young 21-year-old adults sat eating their breakfast on the dinner table in Al's house, they just kept chatting with each other. After breakfast, they got dressed in their same clothes and went down to the town's Common House, with Al bringing some of his old firearms and armour with him, along with a few extra supplies. The young man wearing black clothes, and the young lady wearing a Vault 101 jumpsuit, both walked to the Common House with the bags and boxes, as well as Dogmeat, who now had two smaller bags tied onto his back.
They greeted the rest of the former vault dwellers, who had spent the night in the Common House, had just gotten changed out of their jumpsuits and into brahmin-skin rags, and were just getting ready to leave, since Amata was no longer in-charge of them. However, as a token to show no hard feelings, Albert reached into the bags and boxes, and gave them some armour, pistols, and ammo for their travels. After also giving them the hunting rifle and assault rifle that were strapped around his back, he untied the two smaller bags that were saddled onto his dog, and gave them to the vault dwellers. One of these smaller bags contained some packed food, drinks, medicine, and the other contained many bottle caps.
"Thank you for the supplies, Al. You've always been a good kid." Herman Gomez told Al. "You not comin', Amata?" He asked her.
"No… My place is here, with Albert." She answered with a light smile. After a short bit, the group left Megaton, and headed for an unknown fate, while Al and Amata took their old vault jumpsuits back to the house in one of the gun bags.
A few weeks later, on Amata's birthday, she was turning twenty-two, and Al had already bought her a present before his own twenty-second birthday, which was very recently. They were both having morning sex in their bed, in their Megaton home, when Al spoke up as he got up.
"I know you said you didn't really need anything, but…" Al pulled a small, wide box from underneath the bed, with a ribbon tied around it. "Here. I bought this for you a while ago."
Amata looked at him in surprise as she sat up, the bed sheets falling away from her bare breasts, before she reached her hand out in anticipation and took the box from him. As she sat on the bed, she unwrapped the ribbon and took off the box's lid, revealing what was inside; a pink 1950s dress and dark-pink dress shoes. Amata just looked at the gift in awe as she lifted it in front of herself, mesmerised by the splendid beauty of ladies' pre-war fashion, never expecting to be able to rest her eyes on such a sacred antique.
"I mean… I know it's not much, hun…" Al said sheepishly. "But, I thought you deserved something nice, after all the trouble you've been in recently." He explained.
"I… love it…" Amata said quietly, before looking up at Al. "Thank you." Amata then put the gift on the bed, stood up, gently put her arms around Al, and pressed her lips against his, bringing their naked bodies together once more.
After kissing for a bit, they broke apart, still holding each other. "Let's see you try it on, gorgeous." Al said with a smile, before giving her another quick peck on the lips.
Amata took the dress and stepped into it, before stepping into the shoes, when Al came up behind her to help zip-up the dress for her. When Amata tied the red ribbon tied around the midriff area, and turned to face Al, he couldn't register how beautiful she looked in the dress. Amata had always been beautiful, but this dress showed that in a different light - one that he'd never seen before.
"You look perfect." He said, gazing at her in awe, making her blush.
After several hours, the two lovers were both walking out in the wastes with Al's pack brahmin; Al was teaching Amata how to use weapons and how to survive. Al was wearing his white t-shirt, black jeans, metal body armour, and steel-toe boots. Amata wore brown leather body armour, brown leather pants, pre-war sneakers, and Al's red baseball cap. Al had Ol' Painless in his hands, while Amata had Lincoln's Repeater in her hands. Ol' Painless was a hunting rifle that belonged to some asshole called Dave, while Lincoln's Repeater was a lever-action repeater that had apparently belonged to one of the pre-war presidents of the United States, several-hundred years ago.
After showing Amata how to shoot a real gun without too much recoil, Al made the suggestion to go back to Vault 101 for supplies, to which Amata agreed. Al had put the bag of old vault jumpsuits on his pack brahmin earlier, so he took the bag - along with an empty bag - and went into the vault, while Amata waited outside to stand guard. In the vault, some of the infrastructure was broken down, so he had to tread carefully as he went through the chambers and hallways. Al wasn't going to tell Amata, but he had found corpses of the deceased residents, and looted them of their Pip-Boys and other things to sell.
Al emptied the bag of jumpsuits into the vault's large jumpsuit-wardrobe, before looking for more supplies. Once he came back outside, he put the two full bags on the pack brahmin, before going back inside with another empty bag, shocking Amata that he had found so much stuff. After Al came back out a second time, they made their way back. Once the couple were in Megaton, Amata took the bag of provisions (canned food, drink, medicine, etc.) up to the house, while Al took all the rest of the bags off the pack brahmin, and sold all of the armour, ammo, weaponry, and Pip-Boys that he'd found, to Moira Brown, in The Craterside Supply, though Al still downloaded anything useful from the Pip-Boys before their sale.
Later on, Al took Amata back out of the city to train her some more, just outside the Super-Duper Mart, when Al had a thought. "Hey, Amata?" Said Al.
"Yeah, hun?" She responded.
"You know… it's almost the 3rd August - the same day we got together, almost six years ago, now." He told her.
"Yeah, I remember!" She said with happiness and sentiment.
"Well… you know I love you more than anything, and I wanted to make it special…" Al told her, before taking her delicately by the hand, and getting down on a knee. "Amata Almodovar…" As he said this, Amata's eyes lit up beyond belief. "Will you marry me?"
"YES!" She screamed, hugging Al with all her might, as he stood and hugged her back. "This is the best birthday EVER." She exclaimed with joy, after a long kiss.
Later on, they both went back to Megaton and had celebratory sex. The following day, they both cleared the house of all their things; armour, clothing, weaponry, ammo, and provisions. Al sold all of his standard clothes, armour, and weapons, along with all the ammo for it, to Moira. Along with the clothes, he sold her Amata's jumpsuit, since Moira liked collecting vault merchandise. After Al packed all his unique weapons and armour onto his pack brahmin, he left Megaton with his fiancé.
Not long afterwards, on the 3rd August, 2280, exactly six years after they began dating in the vault, Albert and Amata were in Rivet City - a giant boat that was safe against mutants and raiders - about to be hitched. For the ceremony, Al was wearing his Reilly's Rangers Battle Armour, whilst Amata wore the pink dress and red dress shoes that Al had bought for her. As the couple stood by each other at the altar of Saint Monica's Church, Father Clifford began.
"We are gathered here today, to witness the union of Albert and Amata, in holy matrimony." He said, before turning to face Al. "Albert. Do you take Amata for your lawful wedded wife… to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish… until death do you part?"
"I do." Al said proudly and firmly.
"Amata. Do you take Albert for your lawful wedded husband… to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish… until death do you part?"
"I do." Amata said adoringly.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife!" Father Clifford declared. "You may now kiss the bride."
Needless to say, the young couple jumped into each other's arms and immediately brought each other into a long, perfect kiss, officially sealing their relationship for the rest of their lives together. Since they'd got word that he'd be getting married, many of Al's friends were here to witness this magical moment, and they cheered and applauded as they watched on.
After the ceremony, Al swept Amata off her feet and carried her, bridal-style, to his bedroom, just down the hall. They made love with each other for the rest of the day, before just laying in bed with each other telling each other how much they love each other, and how much they missed each other, until they fell asleep in each other's arms at around midnight. The next morning, at around 11am, they got to their pack brahmin and left Rivet City behind. However, to their surprise, somebody had left them another brahmin beside their own, as a leaving gift.
Therefore, the newly-wed couple rode their new brahmin with their own brahmin following them, carrying all their stuff; a few pieces of clothing, some unique armour kits, a few unique guns, and some provisions. Later on in the day, they arrived at Tenpenny Tower - a luxurious hotel. At least, it was before the war...
"Wow, you live here, as well? You've really done very well for yourself out here, honey!" Amata commented, sounding both impressed and overjoyed.
"Yeah, I own a luxurious hotel suite here… and, since it has a king-size bed, this is where we'll spend the rest of our honeymoon…" He responded with a content smirk, to which Amata just repeatedly kissed and pecked Al's cheek and neck from behind him, until they reached the hotel's front gate.
Once their two brahmins were safely left behind the large, remote-controlled gate, they unpacked their things and took up all their baggage in one go, with Al obviously carrying more of it, since he was much more heavily-built than his wife. Once they reached their suite, Amata marvelled at how he'd had it decorated to look similarly to Vault 101's interiors, just like his old house in Megaton.
She had also spotted a bobblehead stand in the suite, just like the one in his Megaton house, but unlike that one, this stand was not empty; all the bobbleheads that Al had found and collected on his travels were on it, each resting in their correct, labelled spots on it. She also saw his collection of helpful magazines stacked in a corner. Moreover, when she walked further into the suite, she spotted an armoury, plenty more full than the one in the Megaton house; it contained many pieces of expensive-looking armours and weapons, all varying in size and material.
"You've got a lot of stuff in here, babe! How'd you get all this?" She marvelled.
"Eh, you know… A few errands here and there, and you won't go wrong." He responded vaguely. "Personally, my favourite place is the fridge." He commented. "If… you're hungry?"
Al then saw Amata face him as her eyes lit up, which made him chuckle lightly. Amata practically bolted towards the fridge, fully trusting in her companion that it would fill her needs. Specifically, her stomach. However, despite trusting in Albert more than she;d ever trusted anyone, non-stop, she still didn't expect for the fridge to be so sufficiently full of food and drink. Not only was it full, but there were so many different options; cooked meat, stew, and fresh water… along with canned pre-war goods, as well as some Nuka-Cola.
"Godfrey!" Al boomed, to which a Mr. Handy robot came floating into the front room.
"Ah! Master Albert! Good to see you back home in one piece!" He said gleefully.
"Another robot?!" Amata asked in surprise, with her mouth half-full with food.
"Godfrey, I'd like you to make us some fresh water, and then deactivate yourself for a while." Albert ordered his butler.
"Yes, sir!" Said the obedient robot, before pouring some fresh water into a few plastic bottles, which he then gave to his master. "Here you are, sir! Right - I'm off to deactivate. Wake me if you need me, master!"
After getting settled in and unpacking their weapons and armour into the armoury, the married couple then sat in bed and ate together, watching old holotapes on Al's Pip-Boy, like in the good old days...