Janice and Silent Sara Chapter 6: On the Road

Sara's eyes opened as she rises from the bed. The dimly lit room showed Janice still sleeping. Sara smiled mischievously as she laid close to Janice's side. She then gently blew into Janice's ear. Janice moaned as she rubbed her ear. Sara grinned as she got closer and blew again. Janice rose up, put her finger into the ear and vigorously wiggled it.

"Dang it Sara I'm up!" protested Janice.

Janice's eyes adjusted to the light of the second-floor museum of Papa Blue's building. The room was lit by a light up poster of a Nuka Cola ad. The ad had a woman in a spacesuit holding a blaster.

Janice watched as Sara goes up to the poster, pulls out her pistol, and mimics the woman's pose while smiling at Janice. Janice sits up, puts on her boots, and smiles as she passes Sara.

"C'mon let's get moving," said Janice laughing at Sara.

They exit the building and stopped next to Papa Blue. The sky was still a little overcast from yesterday's rain. He turns around and smiles as Janice and Sara approached.

"Ah, here they are! We were waiting for you, two lovely ladies. May I introduce you to your Chief Medic, Curie." Papa says as he motions behind them.

The duo turns around and sees a slender short-haired brunette walk past them and stand next to Papa. She smiles and nods at the pair.

"And now our transport," Papa says as he turns and motioned toward his right.

A Brahmin was seen pulling a cart on four solid wooden wheels. The cart had a canopy over bench seats with cushions. The contraption was controlled by a man with sunglasses on.

"Deacon! Have you any trouble with the kids?" laughed Papa.

"No more than the escorts, " replied Deacon.

As he finished speaking, two sentry bots roll up. Janice looks over to Papa, astonished at the sight.

"When you are the Papa, you get benefits," smiles Papa Blue. "Now let's load your gear.

"This seems a bit excessive don't you think," asked Janice.

"I know of no raider group who would tangle with Me, two sentry bots, Deacon, and you two." laughed Papa.

They were soon on the road. The weather wasn't too hot or cold with the occasional cloud. A light breeze blew in causing the canopy wave a little. The two sentry bots went ahead of the cart clearing out old wreckage if possible. The rocking motion of the cart caused Sara to stretch out and rest her head on Janice's lap. Curie sits with her legs crossed across the cart from them. Papa was sitting g near the front making jokes with Deacon who was directing the Brahmin.

As the cart rocked, Sara's hair falls to the wayside revealing a sizeable scar on her neck. Curie notices the scar and looks at Janice. Janice places Sara's hair the way it was. Curie looks bewildered at Janice.

"She doesn't like people to talk about it," Janice said.

Suddenly Deacon stopped the cart. Papa looks towards the front of the cart and then gets out. He walks to the edge of the bridge where the sentry bots stood. He crossed his arms and smiled.

There in the middle of the bridge stood a woman in a black overcoat, with her arms crossed, wearing sunglasses, and black hair in a tightly drawn ponytail. Papa slowly walked to the woman. On her back was a sword of Chinese origin in a scabbard secured by a strap.

"How can we help you?" he asked.

"Are you the one starting an outpost in Diamond City?" she asked.

"Kill her Papa, she is a courser!" Deacon yelled as he got off the cart.

All the occupants exited the cart. They lined up next to Decon to watch the scene. Papa looked back and just waved smiling at them.

"Yes I am, why do you ask?" Papa asked.

"I wish to join it, your outpost," she replied.

"Why?" Papa asked.

"I need a purpose," she replied.

"Don't listen to her! She will kill us the first chance she gets," warned Deacon.

"I don't think he is too convinced," said Papa

The woman in black scowed and started towards Deacon. She unsheathed her sword, stuck it in the ground. She removed her overcoat and threw it to the ground. She pulled a pistol out, removed the clip, ejected the bullet, caught the bullet in the air, tossed the bullet at Deacon, who caught it. She tossed Deacon the empty gun. Deacon quickly loaded the lone bullet and pointed the gun at the woman. She grabbed the barrel of the gun and placed it on her forehead.

"Now end it! Take me out of my misery! Do it!" she demanded," I have nothing since the Institute isn,t around anymore!"

Deacon uncharacteristically hesitated. He didn't want to shoot an unarmed enemy. He must be getting soft he thought.

She snatched the pistol from Deacon and turned around.

"I'll do it myself then," she said as she placed the gun to her head.

The gun flies from her hand as an ax hits the gun. The woman turns around just in time to see Sara's hand.

SLAP*

The woman stumbled a little.

SLAP*

This time she falls back on the ground, looking up at an angry Sara.

Sara motioned for Janice to come beside her. Sara then moved back her hair back revealing her scar and tapped Janice. She motioned to Janice by pointing to the scar then she pointed to the woman. Janice took a moment, then nodded that she understood what Sara wanted. Janice then squatted to eye level to the woman.

"You think you got it bad? Sara here once had a family, but they were ambushed by a group of raiders. They killed her father right off but they took her and her mother as prisoners. They raped them, killed her mother, stabbed Sara's throat because she wouldn't stop screaming. If it wasn't for a Brotherhood patrol coming by, she would be dead too. She cants talk, or make any sound at all. She cant let anybody close to her except me and a select few. But through all that, she endures! She refuses to give in to the temptation of kissing a bullet! I thought coursers were made of sterner stuff." Janice scolded.

Janice stood up.

"If you want to join us I have no problem with that, but you have to give us something to prove yourself," Janice said.

The woman got up from the ground, went up to Sara and whispered in her ear. She turned to the others.

"I just gave her my deactivation code which she should write down for you," she said.

Sara went to the sword, picked it up, picked up the pistol clip, then the pistol also, and shoved them to the woman's chest causing her to stumble back. Sara then pointed to the cart. Papa picked up the overcoat and tosses it over the bridge.

"Dez won't like this," lamented Deacon.

"Then don't tell her," said Papa Blue, smiling.

"We can't call her courser, I think we shall call her Kim," suggested Janice.

"Yes, I like that, I think it suits me," said the newly-named Kim.

"Ok on to Diamond City!" shouted Papa Blue as he sat down in the cart.