AN: I know it's been a while and believe me I'd like nothing more than to upload more chapter's but as I said before I'm having… Technical difficulties so I'm using a friend's computer for the time being but as soon as mine is fix I will be back to uploading like crazy.

The sun was beginning to set on the Mojave Wasteland as the Courier walked along the road. Behind him he could hear another set of footsteps and behind those he could hear another. Annoyed he finally decided to turn and face his 'followers'.

"Care to explain why the hell you're following me?" he asked.

Amata stopped and caught her breath, she had been following the Courier for quite a while after he had left the vault and at the pace he was going she practically had to jog just to keep up.

"Damn… I thought… you'd never stop." She said between breaths.

"Well seeing as how I'm some deplorable 'monster' I figured I should just continue on my way. Besides I thought you wanted me to leave you alone? Well you're stupid wish is granted." The Courier said.

"Okay look, maybe I jumped the gun a bit back there." Amata shyly admitted.

"You could've jumped Hoover Damn." The Courier muttered.

"What's that?" Amata asked still a bit winded.

The Courier pinched the bridge of his nose attempting to fight off a headache, he had forgotten Amata wasn't from these parts so of course she wouldn't know what Hoover Damn was.

"It's a large construct the NCR took over a few years back." Veronica answered as she joined them.

"Great, now that you're here you can tell me why the hell you're following me too." The Courier asked.

"I'm not following you dipshit, I'm following her." Veronica countered nodding her head toward Amata.

"Wait, why are you following me?" Amata asked slightly confused.

"I decided to join you in the simple fact that I don't want 'HIM' to do anything to you. No telling what he might do with you two alone." Veronica answered staring the Courier in the eye.

"Well you two can keep each other company and leave me alone." The Courier said as he turned to leave.

"Wait, can I at least say thank you?" Amata asked hoping it would stop him, and it did. It was yet another thing that was new to the Courier. With a heavy sigh he turned around to face her.

"Well, I'm waiting." The Courier stated.

"Oh, um… Thank you?" Was all Amata could come up with on the spot.

"…Bittersweet, needs a bit more work. Now if you're done wasting my time…" he turned to leave again.

"See? He can't even accept a simple thank you. Why you even bother is beyond me!" Veronica told her.

"I just feel wrong leaving things like they are." Amata admitted.

"Trust me that asshole couldn't care less about how you feel." Veronica assured her.

"But then why did he save me?" Amata asked.

"You was probably just in his way." Veronica guessed.

"No, that can't be all to it." Amata countered.

"Look I'm not going to stand here and listen to you trying to defend this son of a bitch, He's not worth it! It would only be a matter of time till he betrays you." Veronica stated.

"I just-"

"Enough, Amata. Veronica is stuck in her ways, can't you see that?" the Courier asked as he began to walk back towards them.

"At least my ways don't involve mass murder!" Veronica snapped.

"You don't even know half of the story!" the Courier countered.

"I know that they're gone because of you and that's enough!" Veronica spat.

"Well let me fill you in on all the details." The Courier said as he inched closer to Veronica's face.

Amata could only look on as the event was unfolding before her and for the first time she felt that she should stay out of it.

"Your precious Brotherhood of Steel, was a pain in both the NCR and Mr. House's backside. Huddled away in their tiny bunker believing they had a chance to beat the NCR army and Mr. House. You and I both know that wasn't the case and that it wasn't going to end well for them no matter who won the Battle at Hoover Dam. Hell I'm pretty sure the Legion would've latched each and every single man, woman, and child to the cross if they had managed to win. So guess who they hired to solve this little problem, I'm sure you already know the answer." The Courier mockingly asked.

"You." Veronica growled.

"That's right, ME! The Brotherhood pissed off the wrong group of people so they hired me, Both the NCR and Mr. House, but here's the twist! I didn't want to do it!" the Courier told her.

"That's a lie." Veronica countered.

"Is it? You was with me around that time, think back, think real hard. Why was it that you had to wait outside the room, out of hearing range. Think about how much we did together… Remember the dress? Now here's the good part! You tell me you were thinking about leaving the Brotherhood! You knew that their situation couldn't end well, you wanted to help people but the Codex of the Brotherhood wouldn't necessarily allow that now would it?" the Courier mocked.

"The sharing of technology is strictly forbidden with any who have not taken the Oath for it can be misused as was before." Veronica quoted.

"And it was that same ideal that got them in the situation that they were in. You wanted to join the Followers of the Apocalypse because you saw all the good they were doing with the knowledge they knew." The Courier continued.

"They helped any and all who came to them for it." Veronica said remembering them.

"That's right, how fair was it for the Brotherhood of Steel to come in wielding Laser rifles and power armor while the Followers only had books and pencils. You know what they did, you were there…we were there too little too late." The Courier said in an almost hushed tone, Amata could see the life drain from Veronica's face as she began remembering.

"THEY ASHED A DEFENSLESS FOLLOWER RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!" the Courier snapped, shaking Veronica to her core.

"BUT THAT WASN'T THE WORST OF IT! THEY THEN SET THEIR SIGHTS ON YOU, THESE PEOPLE YOU CALLED YOUR SISTER AND BROTHERS! THEY WANTED YOU DEAD!" The Courier yelled raising his voice to the point it echoed across the Mojave Wasteland.

"S-stop, please." Veronica asked her voice almost breaking, she didn't want to remember the ashes that covered her that day.

"No, you see your head is as thick as that damn armor you wear." The Courier spat as he continued. "After I dealt with those fuckers and making sure you were somewhere safe, I paid the Brotherhood of Steel a visit. Oh it was not easy, I'll give them that. Three codes? To activate a self-destruct sequence? Well I figured it'd be easier than having to systematically slaughter. Every. Single. One of them, but you. You were the exception, if I can save just one then maybe I can live with myself for another day… You know if it'll make you feel better go ahead and punch me. I won't retaliate, hell part of me kind thinks I at least deserve that so go ahead, and be done with it." The Courier extended his chin to give her a clear shot.

Amata looked on not even realizing she was holding her breath, as she watch Veronica eye the Courier's chin, in the next second Veronica hit him with a left cross flooring the Courier. Amata noticed that Veronica's Powerfist was on her right hand which would've easily caved in the Courier's head.

"What you've done… can't be forgiven but neither can the Brotherhood's action either. So I shall dedicate my life to atone for what they've done." Veronica remarked.

"Well if you like, you can help me find someone." Amata offered.

"I'd like that." Veronica smiled.

"Does anyone care about the guy on the ground?" the Courier asked rubbing his jaw.

"No." they both laughed.

AN: Alright! I know it's been a while so I decided to upload two chapters. Even though this is the 12 chapter both chapters take place at the same time. (Just in case there was any confusion.)