Throughout the months, Albert and Amata were very happy, even when going through the occasional taunting from the Tunnel Snakes when they saw them holding hands, though they both knew that it was just out of jealousy that they were happy together.

Albert and Amata were used to it, though; Al had always been bullied and shunned throughout his life by most of the vault, since he was the 'teacher's pet' as a result of being so intelligent and sophisticated from an early age. Amata had always been bullied also, for the simple reason of being the Overseer's daughter, though not to the same extent as Albert had.

However, several adults in the vault were always nice towards the two kids; James, Jonas Palmer, his grandmother Lucy Palmer, Officer Gomez, Stanley Armstrong, and Beatrice Armstrong. Beatrice was Old Stanley's middle-aged daughter, who had an adoptive son; Steve Armstrong. Along with Beatrice, Stanley had two other daughters; Gloria Mack and Mary Kendall.

Gloria Mack was the wife of Allen Mack, who were the parents of Officer Stevie Mack, Wally Mack, and Susie Mack. Mary Kendall was the wife of Officer John Kendall, who were the parents of Christine and Monica Kendall.

Anyway, as the months went on, Albert had become pretty sick of being rather skinny and weak, so he had decided to do ten sit-ups every morning in his bedroom, and ten push-ups every afternoon. As time went on, he upped the ante to now doing twenty sit-ups and push-ups, which then gradually became thirty, then forty, then fifty sit-ups and push-ups per day.

To then add even more challenge, he requested that Amata sit on his back as he did fifty push-ups. Amata was already greatly impressed by her boyfriend's strong will and strong physique, but this request astonished her, especially when he actually physically managed to do it. As she sat there, slowly moving up and down as she sat on his back, she had a very impressed smirk on her lips.

As the months went on, Albert had lost all his puppy fat, and had now significantly increased his muscle-mass, which people had easily noticed with his broad shoulders. On the morning of Tuesday 13th July, 2275, it was Albert's seventeenth birthday, but he had been so caught-up in his sit-ups that he hadn't even realised. The only things ever on his mind were Amata and exercise.

Albert got up off the floor and went to take a quick shower. After his five-minute shower, he dressed in white boxers, a white t-shirt, white socks, and a usual blue Vault 101 jumpsuit. He applied his black boots and his Pip-Boy, and left for school. As Al walked on his way, nothing out of the ordinary, he got inside the classroom, when he was immediately greeted by his classmates and teacher.

"Surprise!" They all shouted (except for Butch and Wally), making Al's head frantically jolt his head upright with wide eyes. As the class began to laugh in joy and light hysterics, and Amata walked to Al and kissed him on the cheek, they noticed that he had his hand over his chest and was sweating, a panicked look in his eyes.

As the class piped down, Susie Mack spoke up. "Is he all right?" She asked casually.

"You okay, Al?" Amata asked him gently, rubbing his arm. Al just looked up as he panted, a slightly annoyed look on his face, before giving a grin as he looked at his girlfriend and classmates.

"Hey, you just surprised me, is all!" He said reassuringly. After a bit, they had all settled down and taken their seats. As Al still continued to perspire from shock, he took off the top part of his jumpsuit and tied the sleeves around his waist, as some of his classmates had already done, due to the summer heat.

Al never really did this often when outside his home, as he almost-never found a need to, so it surprised his peers when they saw his toned, lean figure as he now just wore a t-shirt on his upper body. This especially caught the attention of Christine Kendall and Susie Mack, not to mention Amata, who was seated directly behind him. However, since Al was seated at the front, nobody had really noticed his still-worried expression, except for Susie, who sat at the front parallel to him.

Al quickly got a bottle of water from his front pocket and took a quick chug, before putting it back. A while later, class was dismissed for lunch. "Okay, kids, since you all did so well on the assignment, and since all current criteria has been met, you can have the rest of the day off!" Said Mr. Brotch. "Even you. Mr. DeLoria…" He added, looking at Butch, which just earned him an eye-roll.

As the class got up, Wally went to Al and roughly patted his shoulder with a grin. "Nice goin', birthday boy - early leave on your account!" He said in a victorious tone, before leaving with his two friends.

Amata then walked out the door beside Al. "Hun, are you okay? You look pale." She pointed out, concerned. "We didn't scare you THAT much, did we?" She asked sarcastically, chuckling lightly.

"Uh… I… uh…" He responded, looking vacant as he walked.

"Babe, you should cut back on the work-out schedule - you've done your job." She said, looking worried.

"Yeah." He agreed. "I'll… I just gotta get back home."

"Want me to come with?" Asked Amata, looking up at him with an expectant smile.

"You don't have to." He replied, giving a weak smile.

"But, I wanna make sure you're all right." She said, to which Al gave a light huff and nodded with a smile. A few minutes later, they were at Al's room. "Get some sleep, hun." Said Amata, kissing Al's cheek. Amata walked hesitantly to the diner, where everybody else was; Butch, Paul, Wally, Susie, Christine, Monica, Jonas, Jonas' grandma Lucy, Old Stanley, and Andy (Vault 101's Mister Handy, who tended the diner) - continued to chatter amongst themselves, eating lunch and chilling with their friends and elders.

Amata, Christine, Monica, and Susie had decided to play Truth or Dare, so Amata dared Susie to ask Freddie out, which made her blush. Amata, Christine, and Monica watched from a distance as Susie attempted to flirt with Freddie, after finding out that she actually had a crush on him as a kid, which is why she always called him 'Freddie the Freak'.

"Heeey, Freddie, whatcha doin' later?" She asked with a grin and her hands behind her back.

Less than three weeks later, it was now Amata's seventeenth birthday, and she knew exactly what she wanted as her gift from her boyfriend. At around 6pm, Albert and Amata were having sex on his bed, having a great time, when they both climaxed at the same time, each having their first orgasm of the day.

As Al was on-top of Amata, he shot his load inside her pussy, whilst she sprayed her juices all around his cock. After a short while, Al collapsed onto the bed, by Amata's left side as usual. "Happy… birthday…" Al said with a grin as he panted. Amata just responded with a smile, before leaning into him and giving him a kiss. "Round two?" He then suggested.

"Actually…" Amata began. "I want something different for my birthday…"

"Go on." Said Al, smiling expectantly.

"It's… Well… Uh, nevermind - it's dumb." She said hopelessly.

"Try me, babe." He said, smirking playfully. "It's YOUR birthday; whatever you want." He added, gently playing with her long brown locks.

"Um… Anal?" She said quietly. Al just stopped and looked at her for a few seconds.

"You… Ya want anal sex?" He asked.

"I know, it's stupid, just forget I said-" Amata was cut-off by Al's lips pressing onto hers. After a small French-kiss, he pulled away from her.

"I thought you'd never ask." He said in a relieved tone, before smacking his lips onto hers once more. After they pulled away again, he took her by the shoulders, turned her body so that she was facing the foot of the bed, and gently laid her down. Amata's face, arms, shins, and knees were now on the mattress, with her ass pointed right upwards.

Al slowly spat on her tight anus whilst he jerked himself off, getting his cock to its full girth again. Al couldn't believe how beautiful Amata was; he just spent a minute rubbing her ass-cheeks and her back, licking and kissing her pussy and asshole, before eventually planting a few kisses on each of her ass-cheeks… Amata loved every second of this.

At this point, Al spat on Amata's asshole again, and on his dick, before pressing the tip on her tight entrance. "You ready, baby?" He asked from behind her.

"Yep." She said, sounding a bit nervous.

"Okay, here we go…" He said, just as he started gently pushing the tip of his cock into Amata's ass.

This made Amata give a high-pitched squeal. "AH!"

"I'm sorry, baby…" Al said softly.

"NO… it's okay… Just go further…" She assured him. "I might scream, but… don't stop until it's all in."

"Okay, honey, if you're sure." He said. "I'll try an' be gentle."

"I know you will…" Said Amata. "You always are." After some time of slowly sliding his hard cock into Amata's tight anus, Al had now buried his whole shaft inside her, as her ass cheeks were now touching his abdominal area. "Ffffffuuuuuck…" Amata marvelled at this new sensation, now unable to really speak.

"Okay, honey. It's in. Whenever you're ready, gorgeous." Said Al. After a full thirty seconds of adjustment, Amata spoke up.

"I'm ready… I know you'll be gentle." She said softly.

"Okay… Here we go…" Al said softly, just before sliding his cock out of Amata's butt. Just as the tip reached the lips of Amata's anus, Al slowly pushed into her asshole again, then pulling back, and repeating. Al got into a slow rhythm of sliding his cock in and out of Amata's asshole, and both parties were already in Heaven. After a couple of minutes, Amata made a simple request.

"B… Babe… Please speed up…" She said quietly to her boyfriend. "Ooooh, so good…" She whispered to herself. To this, Al gladly picked up the pace a bit, not losing the slightest bit of enjoyment from it; Amata only grew to love it more. After another minute or so, Al sped up some more, now slapping his testicles onto Amata's pussy-lips.

"I'm not gonna stop until you cum, young lady." Said Al, reaching under and fiddling with Amata's pussy as he fucked her ass.

"AH, fuck! Yes! Yes, YES!" Amata was now completely sex-crazed, and didn't want Al to stop or slow down for anything. "More! Faster!" Al obeyed his mistress, and fucked her ass with force, not stopping until she squirted all over his fingers, whilst smacking her right ass-cheek with his right hand, making it turn slightly red. Amata screamed as she came and, shortly afterwards, Al pulled his cock out of her.

Amata then pushed herself up with her hands and looked back at Al. She quickly turned around and shoved her tongue inside his mouth. After a short make-out session, Amata spoke. "Lay down, sexy." Al did as she said, resting the back of his head on the pillow, before she grabbed his hard cock and slowly spat all over it, then rubbed her saliva all over his shaft as she softly jerked his cock for a few seconds. "I'm NOT stopping until you cum HARD…" Amata said softly as she climbed on her boyfriend.

Once Amata was on-top of her boyfriend, squatting over his cock with her feet on the mattress, she reached underneath herself and grabbed hold of his cock to position it at her back entrance, before slowly impaling herself on his moist, rigid cock, neither of them regretting a single moment of it. With Al's entire length now fully penetrated within Amata's inner walls once more. As Amata squatted over of the love of her life, after several minutes of slow, passionate anal love-making, she was eventually riding his cock with a frenzic, sex-crazed fury.

She repeatedly impaled herself on his rock-hard shaft, rapidly bouncing herself up and down as he looked up at her in awe, unable to comprehend how sexy she was, with her long hair wildly flailing about, and her perfect, soft tits bouncing up and down, making a slapping sound each time. At this moment, Al lost all self-control; he grabbed both of Amata's tits and slammed his hips upwards each time she bounced back down, ensuring that - with each slam - his cock was deeper inside her than it'd ever been, and would ever be.

As Al did this, he moaned loudly with the pleasure that he got from this, and Amata was almost-screaming from the intense sexual gratification. After another minute of this, Al grunted loudly as he came HARD into Amata's tight, now-red anus. This made Amata squirt cum from her pussy all over Al's chest and abdomen, making her practically scream in the process.

After they were both finished cumming like crazy, Amata gradually pulled slightly upwards and forwards, making Al's cock slide out of her asshole. As Amata's cum leaked from her pussy, Al's own cum flowed heavily from her asshole, just as she collapsed forwards and onto Al's cum-soaked chest. They both held each other close for a long time, getting their breath back, before Al whispered into Amata's ear.

"Happy birthday, sweetie." He said softly. After several more minutes of just laying there on the bed, embracing each other, the young couple got up and had a shower. After the blissful fifteen-minute shower, during which they rinsed, touched, and kissed each other, the couple got back into bed and went to sleep together.

Some time later, on Tuesday 3rd August, 2275, it had been exactly one year since Albert and Amata had begun dating. During lunch, instead of eating at the diner, they both jogged hand-in-hand towards Al's place, whereupon they had a few snacks with some Nuka-Cola.

After taking off their boots, Pip-Boys, and jumpsuits, Amata lay on the bed and moved her panties to the side of her pussy, whilst Al sprung his cock out from his boxers and got on top of her facing the other direction, creating a reverse-69 position. They sucked each other dry like this for ten whole minutes, before they got up to change position. Amata stood on the floor and bent herself over the bed, then Al spread her panties aside and fucked her from behind.

As Amata grabbed the bed sheets as Albert ploughed her pussy until he came inside her, she felt not a single inch of regret, unlike the several inches of cock she could feel inside her cunt. After cumming hard together, the couple got their breaths back and quickly got dressed again, before jogging back to their class/jobs.

At the end of the day, they were back at Al's place, fucking each other silly; they just couldn't get enough of one-another. The past 365 days had been the best time of their entire lives, and they regretted none of it, not even the arguments that they'd had along the way; it only made them grow closer and stronger.

Two years and fourteen days later, on the morning of Friday 17th August, 2277, at 9:04am, Albert was wearing a white t-shirt, white boxers, white socks, and the bottom part of his jumpsuit as pants. He was sleeping peacefully in bed, when Amata hurriedly shook him and frantically told him to wake up.

"Wake up! Come on, wake up!" She said to her boyfriend, who was now waking up. "Come on! You've GOT to wake up!" She hurried, as Al gradually pulled the covers off him, sat up, and eventually stood to face Amata.

"Amata…? I was sleeping." Al grunted groggily.

"No! You've GOT to get up, RIGHT now! If my father's men catch you here, I don't know WHAT will happen!" She shouted.

"Huh? What's wrong, Amata?" He asked, now more awake.

"You've GOT to get out of here. Your dad is gone, and my father's men are looking for you!" She explained.

"I've never seen you so scared, Amata. What's happened?" He asked, fully-applying his jumpsuit and zipping it up.

"It's Jonas! They killed him! My father's men. They took him, and… Oh my god, you have to leave NOW." She said as her boyfriend quickly grabbed his Pip-Boy and applied it to his left wrist.

"What?! Okay, I'm listening now. What happened to Jonas?" He asked.

"I'm sorry… He's dead." Amata answered bluntly. "They-They beat him… They just wouldn't stop… and my father ordered them to do it… I snuck out to warn you as soon as they were gone."

"What the hell is going on?" He asked.

"My father's men think Jonas helped your dad escape. They caught him and brought him to my dad's office and they… Oh my god…" Amata sounded horrified, and she was.

"Why didn't you say they were killing people? Let's get out of here!" He suggested.

"That's what I've been TRYING to tell you!" She exclaimed.

"Amata… you need to tell me who killed Jonas. They won't get away with this." Said Al.

"I don't know! Some of my father's men? Look; that doesn't matter right now. You need to worry about getting out of here alive! Revenge will HAVE to wait." She said. "I came here to help you. If you still want my help, we'd better get going." Amata then began to tear-up a bit.

"Oh my god… Are you okay?" He asked his distraught girlfriend.

"Yeah… Don't worry about me…" She answered softly. "I'm just sorry you had to find out like this… I know Jonas was your friend…" She said in a sad tone. "But, we've got to go now. My father's men will be here any minute."

"So, they killed Jonas, and I'm next. Is that it?" Al asked.

"Yeah, it's lucky I got here ahead of them, but we can't stand here talking; you've GOT to get out of here." She hurried.

"If your father killed Jonas, I'm gonna make him pay." Al said sincerely.

"You don't understand; it's your dad, he's left the vault! They think Jonas helped him! And they think you're part of it! You know how paranoid my father is anyway! This has pushed him right over the edge! You can worry about revenge later. Right now, you've GOT to get away before security gets here." Amata explained further.

"So, Mr. Paranoid had finally gone over the edge?" Al remarked about the Overseer.

"Goddamn it! Stop making jokes, and listen to me! Jonas is DEAD. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?! My father ordered the guards to do it!" She said. "And now, they're coming here to do the same thing to you, this is… NOT a joke! You NEED to get out of here!"

"I've heard enough. I'm gonna make 'em pay." Said Al, now furious.

"Don't be an idiot!" Said Amata. "What're you gonna do, fight the whole security force by yourself? No. I've thought about it. There's only one way; you HAVE to follow your dad. You have to leave the vault." She added.

"Good for dad. About time someone stood up to the Overseer. N-No offense..." Said Al.

"You don't understand! Your dad somehow opened the main door and left the vault. My father… I've NEVER seen him so angry! Listen to me; if the guards find you, they'll kill you!" Amata responded.

Al smirked, still not fully-awake. "Big deal; your dad's mad at my dad. What's that gotta do with me? It's pretty usual stuff."

"Aren't you listening? Your dad is gone! From the vault! He opened the min door and left!" She recapped. "My father has completely flipped out; I've NEVER seen him like this. He ordered the guards to beat Jonas. To death! And now, they're looking for you!"

"Whaddya mean… My dad is… gone?" He asked.

"He's left the vault!" She answered. "I dunno HOW, but he's gone, and my father… he's kind of gone crazy."

"Dad couldn't have really left the vault… That's impossible." Said Al, astonished.

"I thought so, too. But… it's true. He's gone, and Jonas is dead, and now they're looking for YOU." She said, shocked herself.

"Even still, how did you get here first?" Al inquired.

"OH, so you don't trust me, now? Thanks a lot." Amata grimaced. "You think it was easy for me to get here? With the radroaches and security all over the place?" She asked, irritated.

"Sorry, Amata... I do trust you… It's just a lot to take in…" Al said softly, with sad eyes.

"I understand… I-It must be rough… waking up, suddenly to find your dad gone, and everything turned upside-down." She responded softly. "Listen; it may not be any of my business, but... didn't your dad tell you anything about his plans?" She asked gently. "I'm sorry I asked, an-and I'm not just saying that - I shouldn't have pried." She apologised.

"It's okay, baby. But, no. I had NO idea that he was planning to leave…" He responded gently.

"OH, I'm sorry… I'm sure he had his reasons… Maybe Jonas was supposed to explain everything to you?" Said Amata.

"You're the Overseer's daughter; can't you fix this?" Al asked his girlfriend.

"Not this time." She answered directly. "My father, he's not listening to anybody. If he even finds out that I've been helping you... But, that doesn't matter; I can take care of myself. It's YOU he's looking for. And… I have a plan. I know how to get you out of the vault, well… I-I think it'll work." She said calmly, before speaking up a bit. "I don't have time to explain everything; you're just gonna HAVE to trust me this time."

"Babe, you KNOW that I trust you." Said Al.

"Thanks, hun… Listen; there's a secret tunnel that leads directly from my father's office, to the exit. You'll have to hack the computer in his office to open it." Amata then handed him a box of bobby pins. "Use these to get into his office… That's how I always get in."

"Baby, what makes you think that this 'tunnel' won't be guarded? It could be a trap." He pointed out, pocketing the bobby pins.

"We don't have time for this! Trust me; security doesn't know about the tunnel. Just my father… and me." She explained.

"Hun, that sounds awfully complicated. Why can't I just get out the normal way?" He suggested.

"My father's not stupid; he's sealed the door to the exit to prevent anyone else from escaping. The tunnel is the only way out! You're just gonna HAVE to trust me."

"Sounds like a good plan. Let's get outta here." He said as he put on his boots.

"OH- one more thing? I stole my father's pistol. I hope you won't need it, but you'd better take it just in case." She said, pulling out a 10mm pistol from the inside of her jumpsuit.

"Nice. This'll come in handy if I run into any of your father's goons." He said with an evil smile, taking the gun into his hand.

"I hope you're joking." She said. "Even with that pistol, I don't think you'll win a fight against the whole security force."

"No, you keep it. You may need it more than I do." Said Al, looking out for Amata over his own safety.

"Well... okay. I guess it may come in handy if I run into any radroaches." Amata agreed, taking the pistol back, knowing perfectly well that she was much less capable than her boyfriend. "Okay, I'll try to meet you at the exit. Watch out for security." Immediately after saying this, Al frantically put his arms around Amata's waist, pulled her right towards him, and kissed her, to which Amata enthusiastically and passionately kissed back. After a few seconds, they pulled apart. "Good luck!" She said as she left.

Al went to his desk and picked up his BB gun, along with a small box of BB bullets. He then went to his dresser and took his red baseball cap from it - the one that Old Stanley got him for his tenth birthday. He put the cap on his head, loaded his BB gun with all the ammo he had (fifty rounds), and walked to his door.

Just before leaving, he took a quick glimpse at a picture of him and his dad, which was taken in front of the makeshift shooting range on his tenth birthday. Leaving his baseball bat on his desk with his ball and glove, he left his room and shut the door. As Albert entered the hallway, he heard a male voice.

"There he is, hold it right there!" Officer John Kendall shouted to Al, fully-equipped with security armour, a security helmet, and a security baton drawn. Al looked over to find that he was fighting off a few radroaches, but Officer Kendall struggled to fight-off the roaches, eventually leading to them biting into him. "NO!" He exclaimed, before they tore him halfway apart. Al didn't even want to mercy-kill the bastard.

After Al shot the roaches, he walked down the hallway, where he found Butch running around a corner, still wearing his usual brown leather jacket with a green snake on the back that formed a large 'S'. These bomber jackets were worn by Butch, Wally, and Paul over their jumpsuits since age sixteen, when they first formed their 'gang'. Anyway, the two 19-year-old boys Albert and Butch came face-to-face with each other.

"You gotta help me! My mom's trapped in there with the radroaches!" Butch begged.

"Sorry, Butch. I've got my own problems to deal with." Al informed the older bully.

"Please… I know I've always been a jerk towards ya. I know it! But, ya can't walk away and let her die! Just because I was an asshole!"

"Butch… asking ME for help… If only you knew what 'irony' meant…" Al smirked coldly.

"Yeah, I'm askin' you… so what? Look… I'm sorry for the way I've always treated you. You know I never meant any of it, right? But, it's my MOM… You can't leave her in there with the radroaches…"

"Why do you need MY help, anyway? Afraid of a few radroaches?"

"Well… yeah, so I hate radroaches. So what? I tried to go back in to help her, I swear I did! But, I just can't do it! So, I'm begging you, please, help her! I don't know what I'd do without my mom!"

"Actually, I CAN leave her for the radroaches. Just watch me."

"No, please! I'll do anything! You can join the Tunnel Snakes! I'll be your best friend forever! You gotta help her!

"Fuck off. I'm not gonna help you."

"Please! I'm begging you!"

"Begging… I like that. Let's hear some more begging."

"Okay, sure! Uhh, you can join the Tunnel Snakes! I'll be your best friend forever! Whatever you want, just save my mom!"

"Butchie! Help me! AAAGH!" Ellen DeLoria screamed from her bedroom just around the corner.

Al rolled his eyes. "All right, I'll help. But, I'm doin' this for your mom, not for you." He said.

"Sure, I-I don't care why. Just get her out of there!"

Butch ran to the entrance of his living quarters, but hung back as Al rushed in and opened the door to the bedroom, where a drunk Ellen was being attacked by three radroaches. After quickly dispatching them with his BB gun, Al was approached by Butch.

"We did it! My mom's gonna be okay! You're the BEST friend I've ever had, man! Hey! I know it isn't much… but I want ya to have my Tunnel Snakes jacket! Go ahead, take it." Butch exclaimed with glee, before taking off his jacket and handed it to Al, who put it on and zipped it up, very much liking it, and also admiring its protective leather.

Butch cheered as he went to sit on the couch with his mother. "You're the best, man! The BEST! Everything's gonna be okay now, thanks to you!" He said to Al.

Al then headed to the diner, where he found several roaches by a corpse. After shooting the radroaches dead, he examined the corpse, which turned out to be the body of Agnes Taylor, the elderly wife of Officer Taylor. After leaving, Al headed to the door that led to the Reactor Level, but it was locked. With no other option, he went upstairs to the Atrium. After ascending the stairs, he turned right, where he immediately found another officer.