Tactics: Immaculate Conception?!
Fallout Tactics fanfiction
immo - immohamena.org
rating:PG-13
I'm sorry, k? I haven't written in a while... Was in Hong Kong. Before that, there were family difficulties... Sorta
stiffled my creativity, ya know? But tons of excuses ;) Hope all y'all out there 'ppreciate this new installment.
Hopefully, I'll be on a roll and continue Beneath the Opera House or Killings... or maybe more Tactics.
I LOVE FALLOUT!
John was a tad bit worried. He had tested her for radiation poisoning, food poisoning, almost everything he
could think of. But she was still sick. In the early morning, she was emptying whatever she had ingested the night
before, behind a large rock.
"Augh... kill me..." The moan was almost comical, if it wasn't for the fact that the woman's sickness really
worried the rest of the team. They were concerned for their fearless leader, and even though Ice didn't want to
admit it, the loner of the group was worried also. Ice alternated from staying away for days at a time to becoming
another Florence Nightingale, constantly stuck to Lex like a burr.
"We'll go back to camp." John frowned. There was just one thing that John hadn't tested her on... but no.
She couldn't be.
Mother was looking at Lex with an odd, confused look on her face. When John had questioned her about it, the
deathclaw gave him the best bewildered look a deathclaw could muster, and shifted her wide shoulders in a shrug.
"I know! But... do not understand! Not possible!"
It was night-time, and Lex was sitting by the fire, a blanket draped over her shoulders. It was a warm
night, and she was sweating. But Ice wouldn't hear any of it, and sat there, making sure Lex didn't try to throw off
the blanket.
"Honestly, I'm feeling fine!" Lex tried again.
Ice just glared at her. "No."
"Goddamn you to hell."
"You know this is for your own good."
"I'm great, I'm telling you!" Lex protested. The radio that sat beside the general crackled, and Stevie's
voice came through.
"Lex?"
" 'Scuse me for a sec." Lex picked up the radio. "Right here, Stevie, over."
Ice bit her lower lip, a dark frown on her lips. She stood up and left the ring of light cast by the fire,
and strode out into the darkness. Lex didn't even notice.
"How are you doing? Over."
Lex grinned at the staticky voice. The two had started on their relationship when they were back at camp,
and had, after much fighting, deliberated that it would be better if Stevie stayed out of Lex's squad and continued
in her own squad. It was better for Stevie's career.
"I'm doing fine," Lex lied. "Glad to hear your voice. When will you get into camp? Over."
"I'll be there by tomorrow morning. I'm making my team drive through the night. Over."
Lex could hear a collective groan in the background. She grinned. "Slavedriver. Over."
"You know it." Then quietly, "I miss you. Over."
"I'll see you soon." Lex promised. "We'll talk then. Let your team take a five, you're going to work them to
death, over."
"Gotcha, Lexy. I'll see you tomorrow. Over."
"I'll probably swing in at round twelve hundred, over."
"Love you. Over."
No matter how many times Stevie said it, Lex got a tiny shiver down her back. Almost in a whisper, she said
what Stevie needed to hear. "Love you too. Over."
There was radio silence now. Lex felt that inexplicable urge to pick up the radio and page Stevie again. But
she resisted.
That didn't stop Stevie. A series of long and short beeps shook Lex out of her reverie. The same combination
of long and short beeps was repeated over and over again, and Lex listened, feeling that warm glow that only someone
in love feels.
Over and over, for a few moments, the night was filled with 'I love you's in morse code.
"Hey," Stevie greeted her ex-squad. She was flanked by her own squad. Compared to Mother, the deathclaw
Stevie had as a teammate was a small fry, but still big in relation to the humans. Mother and the other deathclaw
grunted together companionably. They had been part of the same brood. Different batch of eggs, but same brood.
Ice regarded Stevie coolly. "Yes?"
Stevie felt slightly stung by the cold way Ice greeted her.
"Ice." Stevie looked around cautiously. There was only Mother, Cookie and Ice hanging around the cafeteria.
"Where's Lex?"
"General Lexandria?" Ice shrugged her shoulders. "That's on a purely need to know basis, Knight Commander."
Stevie could feel her ire raise. "Well, I need to know. Just give me a simple answer."
"Ice," Cookie lumbered up, a warning tone in her voice. Ice gave Stevie a defiant look, then stalked off.
"What was up her ass?" Stevie muttered.
"She's... been upset." Cookie said carefully. "Lex has been sick for quite a while. Soon as she checked in
with Dekker, John hauled her ass off to the infirmary."
"What's wrong with her?" Stevie was alarmed. "What happened?!"
"Morning sickness." Mother paused in her conversation with the other deathclaw to say. "Lex carrying egg."
It took a few minutes for this information to sink in. Then, in a tone of voice that made everyone in the
cafeteria stare at her, she shouted out a loud, "WHAT?!"
Then Stevie was out like a flash, running towards the infirmary.
"You shouldn't have told her that." Cookie tsked.
"Its only right." Mother shrugged. "Stevie and Lex are mates."
"They aren't." Cookie corrected.
"Are too." Mother growled. "Last time in camp, they do it. I smell it. I know."
Cookie was a bit hesitant to challenge that. Mother was rarely wrong when her nose came into play. And it
would make sense, cuz that's when Lex and Stevie started acting civil to each other again...
"Why wouldn't she tell us?" Cookie demanded.
"Don't ask, don't tell." Mother repeated the motto on relationships. Not just homosexual ones, like in the
past. But on ALL relationships within the Brotherhood. Romantic relationships were frowned upon in the camp.
"You stupid?" Mother raised an eyebrow. "You not hear, not see?"
"Well..." Cookie had been too preoccupied with Lex's sudden sickness to concentrate on Lex's romantic life.
Cookie wandered off to ponder this, while Mother resumed her conversation with the other deathclaw.
-Humans. Dumb as a brick.- Mother grunted.
-They just refuse to see the obvious.-
"Well, seems that the tests came back positive." The doctor raised an eyebrow at Lex, who was looking
decidedly ill. It wasn't because of the morning sickness, though. "Congratulations general, you're pregnant."
"That's... just not possible..." Lex opened and closed her mouth. Than shut it completely, turning a nice
shade of puke-green. "I... I can't be pregnant."
"That's what happens when you have unprotected sex," John wagged a finger at Lex.
"But... I... I can't be pregnant." Lex stammered. "I haven't had sex with a man for... more than a
year..."
"That's impossible." The infirmary doctor scoffed. "What are you trying to say? This is an Immaculate
Conception?"
"There's... I can't be pregnant." Lex hissed.
"But you're sexually active."
"Yes, but--"
The door to the infirmary swished open, and Stevie stormed through, furious. She walked right up to Lex, and
folded her arms, the look on her face made Lex almost quiver in fear.
"So. Whose baby is it?"
"I've been trying to find the right time to tell you guys." Lex looked at John apologetically. "Um... Stevie
and I are in a relationship." The general turned to the infirmary doctor. "This is the woman I've been screwing."
Lex got a slap to the back of her head for that, while John looked on with a raised eyebrow. "I'm not
surprised at all."
"Well, I don't have the right package to make you pregnant." Stevie's lower lip was quivering. "So I want to
know who the lucky father is."
Lex held up her hands in defeat. "I swear to god I have not had sex with anyone in the past year besides
you."
"And I don't believe you." Stevie turned on her heels and strode out of the infirmary.
"Baby, I--" The automatic doors sliding shut behind Stevie cut off what Lex was going to say. The flustered
General looked to the doctors desperately. "How da hell did this happen to me?"
"You know how these things happen, General Lexandria." The doctor picked up a clipboard. "As of right now,
I'm going to recommend that you be taken off active duty. Your child is doing quite well, but you need to take care
of yourself better."
The Future of the Wasteland, or simply called, The Child Act, stated that the mother bearing the child was
to be taken off active duty the instance that its found that she is carrying a life in her womb. The Brotherhood was
made to protect the future, the child, from the howling post-nuclear wasteland and all the dangers that could harm
this new life. The world was in serious need of re-populating, and abortion was illegal.
"I don't know where this came from!" Lex pointed to her stomach, near hysterical.
"Nurse, I'm going to need 10ccs of valium for the general." The doctor ignored Lex completely.
"John, John!" Lex tugged the medic to her. "You KNOW I couldn't be pregnant. Tell the doctor this is all
just one big mistake! And I need to explain this to Stevie before she kicks my ass to the curb."
"There's no mistake." John shook his head. "You're pregnant, Lex. Congratulations."
"This isn't GOOD!" Lex shook John a little now. "This is NOT good! I don't need this right now and--why are
you sticking a needle into me?!"
"Don't worry John, we got this handled." The doctor smiled, while several orderlies came over to strap Lex
down onto her cot. "Could you send this over to Dekker? He wanted to send her out to the wastes again, one last
mission that's related to all the ones she's pulled recently. To Cheyenne Mountain. He'll have to find a replacement
for her."
"I can take the bloody mission!" Lex screamed from the cot. "Maybe I'll lose the fucking kid while I'm at
it, fuck! Send in the turrets, the robots and the scurrybots! Fucking H. Christ!"
The infirmary was quiet. Everyone was asleep, and the doctor on duty was at his desk checking through some
papers. The nurse was keeping a close eye on a knight who was in critical condition. It was past visiting hours, but
Ice was there, sitting beside Lex's bed.
"So I heard you got knocked up." Ice said softly to the unconscious general. "Stevie is damned pissed at
you, you know that? And so am I."
"St-Stevie?" Lex jolted out of sleep when Ice touched her brow.
The aloof woman rolled her eyes, but bit her tongue to stop from uttering a scathing comment.
"Ice." The general recognized her teammate. "You doing alright?"
"I should be asking you that." Ice joked. "So, getting pregnant, huh? Who's the father?"
"No father!" Lex sighed, irritated. "I swear to god."
"There's no god in this god-forsaken place." Ice poured a glass of water for Lex, helped her friend sit up
and take a sip of the water.
"Hey, Ice?"
"Yes?"
Lex licked her lips. "Could you do me a favour?"
Ice looked wary.
"Tell Stevie there's only her. This kid... if its anyone's, its hers. I haven't been fooling around." Lex
pleaded. "Get her to understand. You can be real persuasive."
Ice bit her lip. She wanted to help her friend... wanted to so bad...
"I'll... I'll do that for you, Lex. But you have to do something for me."
"What is it?"
Ice wanted to know. She licked her lips, nervous.
"Could you... would you kiss me?"
Lex blinked, shocked at the request. The look on her face, and Ice already knew the answer before it came
out. "I.. I can't, Ice. Ice, I like you a lot but--"
"I know, I know." Ice cut her off. "In the hummer, I encouraged you to go out with Stevie. I'm not going to
ask you... for a commitment. I just, I want to know."
"Know what?"
"I just want to pretend for one moment that you love me." Ice knew she sounded pathetic. But the only person
she really warmed up to was Lex. And she had to know, wanted to know. Needed this one moment. That kiss to build a
dream on.
"Just this once." Lex blushed, making a decision. It would be an experience. She loved Stevie, but Ice had
appeal too.
What? Can't a girl fantasize?
Lex leaned forward, cupping one side of Ice's face with a calloused hand.
Stevie closed her eyes, squeezed them tight, felt lips brush shyly against her own, press firmly. Wind-
weathered hands caressed her throat.
That shortness of breath.
Her heart skipping a beat.
The euphoria.
All so corny. But it was all so real, so what comfortably exciting.
"Stop." Ice blinked away tears, moved away. "Stop, please."
"Did I hurt you?" Lex caught Ice's hand. "Ice?"
"No. I'm okay." Ice smiled warmly at her general. Her general. "I'll talk to Stevie."
"Ice." Lex used her 'general-face'. "What's wrong."
"Nothing!" Ice laughed, suddenly feeling that pull in her chest. This was what it felt to attach yourself to
someone. And be so close yet so fucking far away from them. "I'm fine, Lex."
"I don't believe that."
Ice smiled at her friend. "You believe whatever the hell you want, general. You're paranoid."
"I'm so not!" Lex argued hotly.
"Whatever." Ice rolled her eyes. Then her mouth softened into a smile. "Thanks."
With that, the sniper made her exit.
Fallout Tactics fanfiction
immo - immohamena.org
rating:PG-13
I'm sorry, k? I haven't written in a while... Was in Hong Kong. Before that, there were family difficulties... Sorta
stiffled my creativity, ya know? But tons of excuses ;) Hope all y'all out there 'ppreciate this new installment.
Hopefully, I'll be on a roll and continue Beneath the Opera House or Killings... or maybe more Tactics.
I LOVE FALLOUT!
John was a tad bit worried. He had tested her for radiation poisoning, food poisoning, almost everything he
could think of. But she was still sick. In the early morning, she was emptying whatever she had ingested the night
before, behind a large rock.
"Augh... kill me..." The moan was almost comical, if it wasn't for the fact that the woman's sickness really
worried the rest of the team. They were concerned for their fearless leader, and even though Ice didn't want to
admit it, the loner of the group was worried also. Ice alternated from staying away for days at a time to becoming
another Florence Nightingale, constantly stuck to Lex like a burr.
"We'll go back to camp." John frowned. There was just one thing that John hadn't tested her on... but no.
She couldn't be.
Mother was looking at Lex with an odd, confused look on her face. When John had questioned her about it, the
deathclaw gave him the best bewildered look a deathclaw could muster, and shifted her wide shoulders in a shrug.
"I know! But... do not understand! Not possible!"
It was night-time, and Lex was sitting by the fire, a blanket draped over her shoulders. It was a warm
night, and she was sweating. But Ice wouldn't hear any of it, and sat there, making sure Lex didn't try to throw off
the blanket.
"Honestly, I'm feeling fine!" Lex tried again.
Ice just glared at her. "No."
"Goddamn you to hell."
"You know this is for your own good."
"I'm great, I'm telling you!" Lex protested. The radio that sat beside the general crackled, and Stevie's
voice came through.
"Lex?"
" 'Scuse me for a sec." Lex picked up the radio. "Right here, Stevie, over."
Ice bit her lower lip, a dark frown on her lips. She stood up and left the ring of light cast by the fire,
and strode out into the darkness. Lex didn't even notice.
"How are you doing? Over."
Lex grinned at the staticky voice. The two had started on their relationship when they were back at camp,
and had, after much fighting, deliberated that it would be better if Stevie stayed out of Lex's squad and continued
in her own squad. It was better for Stevie's career.
"I'm doing fine," Lex lied. "Glad to hear your voice. When will you get into camp? Over."
"I'll be there by tomorrow morning. I'm making my team drive through the night. Over."
Lex could hear a collective groan in the background. She grinned. "Slavedriver. Over."
"You know it." Then quietly, "I miss you. Over."
"I'll see you soon." Lex promised. "We'll talk then. Let your team take a five, you're going to work them to
death, over."
"Gotcha, Lexy. I'll see you tomorrow. Over."
"I'll probably swing in at round twelve hundred, over."
"Love you. Over."
No matter how many times Stevie said it, Lex got a tiny shiver down her back. Almost in a whisper, she said
what Stevie needed to hear. "Love you too. Over."
There was radio silence now. Lex felt that inexplicable urge to pick up the radio and page Stevie again. But
she resisted.
That didn't stop Stevie. A series of long and short beeps shook Lex out of her reverie. The same combination
of long and short beeps was repeated over and over again, and Lex listened, feeling that warm glow that only someone
in love feels.
Over and over, for a few moments, the night was filled with 'I love you's in morse code.
"Hey," Stevie greeted her ex-squad. She was flanked by her own squad. Compared to Mother, the deathclaw
Stevie had as a teammate was a small fry, but still big in relation to the humans. Mother and the other deathclaw
grunted together companionably. They had been part of the same brood. Different batch of eggs, but same brood.
Ice regarded Stevie coolly. "Yes?"
Stevie felt slightly stung by the cold way Ice greeted her.
"Ice." Stevie looked around cautiously. There was only Mother, Cookie and Ice hanging around the cafeteria.
"Where's Lex?"
"General Lexandria?" Ice shrugged her shoulders. "That's on a purely need to know basis, Knight Commander."
Stevie could feel her ire raise. "Well, I need to know. Just give me a simple answer."
"Ice," Cookie lumbered up, a warning tone in her voice. Ice gave Stevie a defiant look, then stalked off.
"What was up her ass?" Stevie muttered.
"She's... been upset." Cookie said carefully. "Lex has been sick for quite a while. Soon as she checked in
with Dekker, John hauled her ass off to the infirmary."
"What's wrong with her?" Stevie was alarmed. "What happened?!"
"Morning sickness." Mother paused in her conversation with the other deathclaw to say. "Lex carrying egg."
It took a few minutes for this information to sink in. Then, in a tone of voice that made everyone in the
cafeteria stare at her, she shouted out a loud, "WHAT?!"
Then Stevie was out like a flash, running towards the infirmary.
"You shouldn't have told her that." Cookie tsked.
"Its only right." Mother shrugged. "Stevie and Lex are mates."
"They aren't." Cookie corrected.
"Are too." Mother growled. "Last time in camp, they do it. I smell it. I know."
Cookie was a bit hesitant to challenge that. Mother was rarely wrong when her nose came into play. And it
would make sense, cuz that's when Lex and Stevie started acting civil to each other again...
"Why wouldn't she tell us?" Cookie demanded.
"Don't ask, don't tell." Mother repeated the motto on relationships. Not just homosexual ones, like in the
past. But on ALL relationships within the Brotherhood. Romantic relationships were frowned upon in the camp.
"You stupid?" Mother raised an eyebrow. "You not hear, not see?"
"Well..." Cookie had been too preoccupied with Lex's sudden sickness to concentrate on Lex's romantic life.
Cookie wandered off to ponder this, while Mother resumed her conversation with the other deathclaw.
-Humans. Dumb as a brick.- Mother grunted.
-They just refuse to see the obvious.-
"Well, seems that the tests came back positive." The doctor raised an eyebrow at Lex, who was looking
decidedly ill. It wasn't because of the morning sickness, though. "Congratulations general, you're pregnant."
"That's... just not possible..." Lex opened and closed her mouth. Than shut it completely, turning a nice
shade of puke-green. "I... I can't be pregnant."
"That's what happens when you have unprotected sex," John wagged a finger at Lex.
"But... I... I can't be pregnant." Lex stammered. "I haven't had sex with a man for... more than a
year..."
"That's impossible." The infirmary doctor scoffed. "What are you trying to say? This is an Immaculate
Conception?"
"There's... I can't be pregnant." Lex hissed.
"But you're sexually active."
"Yes, but--"
The door to the infirmary swished open, and Stevie stormed through, furious. She walked right up to Lex, and
folded her arms, the look on her face made Lex almost quiver in fear.
"So. Whose baby is it?"
"I've been trying to find the right time to tell you guys." Lex looked at John apologetically. "Um... Stevie
and I are in a relationship." The general turned to the infirmary doctor. "This is the woman I've been screwing."
Lex got a slap to the back of her head for that, while John looked on with a raised eyebrow. "I'm not
surprised at all."
"Well, I don't have the right package to make you pregnant." Stevie's lower lip was quivering. "So I want to
know who the lucky father is."
Lex held up her hands in defeat. "I swear to god I have not had sex with anyone in the past year besides
you."
"And I don't believe you." Stevie turned on her heels and strode out of the infirmary.
"Baby, I--" The automatic doors sliding shut behind Stevie cut off what Lex was going to say. The flustered
General looked to the doctors desperately. "How da hell did this happen to me?"
"You know how these things happen, General Lexandria." The doctor picked up a clipboard. "As of right now,
I'm going to recommend that you be taken off active duty. Your child is doing quite well, but you need to take care
of yourself better."
The Future of the Wasteland, or simply called, The Child Act, stated that the mother bearing the child was
to be taken off active duty the instance that its found that she is carrying a life in her womb. The Brotherhood was
made to protect the future, the child, from the howling post-nuclear wasteland and all the dangers that could harm
this new life. The world was in serious need of re-populating, and abortion was illegal.
"I don't know where this came from!" Lex pointed to her stomach, near hysterical.
"Nurse, I'm going to need 10ccs of valium for the general." The doctor ignored Lex completely.
"John, John!" Lex tugged the medic to her. "You KNOW I couldn't be pregnant. Tell the doctor this is all
just one big mistake! And I need to explain this to Stevie before she kicks my ass to the curb."
"There's no mistake." John shook his head. "You're pregnant, Lex. Congratulations."
"This isn't GOOD!" Lex shook John a little now. "This is NOT good! I don't need this right now and--why are
you sticking a needle into me?!"
"Don't worry John, we got this handled." The doctor smiled, while several orderlies came over to strap Lex
down onto her cot. "Could you send this over to Dekker? He wanted to send her out to the wastes again, one last
mission that's related to all the ones she's pulled recently. To Cheyenne Mountain. He'll have to find a replacement
for her."
"I can take the bloody mission!" Lex screamed from the cot. "Maybe I'll lose the fucking kid while I'm at
it, fuck! Send in the turrets, the robots and the scurrybots! Fucking H. Christ!"
The infirmary was quiet. Everyone was asleep, and the doctor on duty was at his desk checking through some
papers. The nurse was keeping a close eye on a knight who was in critical condition. It was past visiting hours, but
Ice was there, sitting beside Lex's bed.
"So I heard you got knocked up." Ice said softly to the unconscious general. "Stevie is damned pissed at
you, you know that? And so am I."
"St-Stevie?" Lex jolted out of sleep when Ice touched her brow.
The aloof woman rolled her eyes, but bit her tongue to stop from uttering a scathing comment.
"Ice." The general recognized her teammate. "You doing alright?"
"I should be asking you that." Ice joked. "So, getting pregnant, huh? Who's the father?"
"No father!" Lex sighed, irritated. "I swear to god."
"There's no god in this god-forsaken place." Ice poured a glass of water for Lex, helped her friend sit up
and take a sip of the water.
"Hey, Ice?"
"Yes?"
Lex licked her lips. "Could you do me a favour?"
Ice looked wary.
"Tell Stevie there's only her. This kid... if its anyone's, its hers. I haven't been fooling around." Lex
pleaded. "Get her to understand. You can be real persuasive."
Ice bit her lip. She wanted to help her friend... wanted to so bad...
"I'll... I'll do that for you, Lex. But you have to do something for me."
"What is it?"
Ice wanted to know. She licked her lips, nervous.
"Could you... would you kiss me?"
Lex blinked, shocked at the request. The look on her face, and Ice already knew the answer before it came
out. "I.. I can't, Ice. Ice, I like you a lot but--"
"I know, I know." Ice cut her off. "In the hummer, I encouraged you to go out with Stevie. I'm not going to
ask you... for a commitment. I just, I want to know."
"Know what?"
"I just want to pretend for one moment that you love me." Ice knew she sounded pathetic. But the only person
she really warmed up to was Lex. And she had to know, wanted to know. Needed this one moment. That kiss to build a
dream on.
"Just this once." Lex blushed, making a decision. It would be an experience. She loved Stevie, but Ice had
appeal too.
What? Can't a girl fantasize?
Lex leaned forward, cupping one side of Ice's face with a calloused hand.
Stevie closed her eyes, squeezed them tight, felt lips brush shyly against her own, press firmly. Wind-
weathered hands caressed her throat.
That shortness of breath.
Her heart skipping a beat.
The euphoria.
All so corny. But it was all so real, so what comfortably exciting.
"Stop." Ice blinked away tears, moved away. "Stop, please."
"Did I hurt you?" Lex caught Ice's hand. "Ice?"
"No. I'm okay." Ice smiled warmly at her general. Her general. "I'll talk to Stevie."
"Ice." Lex used her 'general-face'. "What's wrong."
"Nothing!" Ice laughed, suddenly feeling that pull in her chest. This was what it felt to attach yourself to
someone. And be so close yet so fucking far away from them. "I'm fine, Lex."
"I don't believe that."
Ice smiled at her friend. "You believe whatever the hell you want, general. You're paranoid."
"I'm so not!" Lex argued hotly.
"Whatever." Ice rolled her eyes. Then her mouth softened into a smile. "Thanks."
With that, the sniper made her exit.