November 20th 2277

Charon

We are in Rivet City when I see him. Anna yells "Butch" and throws herself at him. There's a small part of me that should feel jealousy instead I am reeling inside. The tattoo on my back stings almost as a reminder but it is probably just my own psychological doing.

"Charon this is Butch. He's a bit of an ass but he's a friend."

Now I have a name to a face that has haunted me. We've already met.


December 25th 2277

Anna

It is the first Christmas outside of the vault and we are currently in Rivet City consuming a large amount of alcohol. Charon's arm is flung around the back of my chair and I watch with a smirk as he takes a large unhealthy draw of his cigarette.

"You smoke too much !" I laugh playfully and smack his arm.

"Here comes the doctors daughter !" Butch slurs.

Charon sneers drunkingly.

"Recent habit " he laughs. He is such a terrible liar.

"Sure it is."

I stumble to the Muddy Rudder bar ordering another round. A whiskey, a vodka and a scotch.

"Oh Christmas Tree ! Oh burnt out Christmas tree !" Butch sings from across the room. "How your nuke shines so brightly."

Charon lets out a bellowing laugh and slaps the table. I smirk at the view of past and present. I am glad the both of them get along, to an extent. Both have witty comebacks albeit Butch's are louder than Charon's.

I take a early swig of my Scotch as I walk back and grin. Life in the wasteland isn't too bad. Even fun can be found in the darkest of places.


March 7th 2278

Charon

I am furious. I am shaking. I am worried. Anna lies beneath me, she isn't breathing or moving. The brotherhood work quickly around her. I watch in horror as my hand heals simply by touching her, the amount of radiation she has in her is ungodly.

I almost lost her at Raven Rock, I am not losing her again.

I start the chest compressions. I hardly think as the numbers count up in my head. I know I see Anna in the past, which hasn't been for her yet but it doesn't change the fact her heart isn't beating under my hands.

A scribe tastes the water a few feet away and shouts to the crowd that it is fresh, safe.

Fuck the water.

Fuck the purifier.


March 21st 2278

Anna

I am in incredible pain. I can hear deep breathing near me and I concentrate on the noise as I am brought to consciousness. I open my eyes painfully to the bright light. I recognise that I am in the citadel.

Charon sits by the side of my bed, his head is in his folded arms. I slowly stroke his face as he wakes.

"Hi" I mouth. I don't particularly feel like trying to speak.

"Anna !" The sound sends a twist to my stomach, he says my name with such relief that I know I must have been very close to death. "What were you thinking ?" I am not being scolded. Charon's voice is laced with concern. "You should have got me or Fawkes."

"There wasn't enough time" I croak. My mouth is so dry. Charon stands to get my a glass of water which I sip with reverence.

"It's clean" I whisper.

Charon kissed my forehead "because of you."


June 3rd 2278

Charon

"You are going to be the death of me woman."

We are getting fired at by the Enclave, yet again. Anna decided it was appropriate to deal with the rest of the Enclave at the Brotherhoods request.

"Don't say that !" She chides.

The roar of an Enclave trained deathclaw silences us and Anna squeezes my hand.

"Scared ?"

She shakes her head her eyes filled with awe.

"We should get a pet deathclaw."

"No."


June 8th 2278

Charon

When the Enclave are defeated and their base torn apart eventually we make it home. Anna falls quickly into my arms as I lead her to our bed.

I always cherish moments like this, when we are both just happy to be alive and appreciate the fact we have each other. Anna gives a throaty moan as I thrust into her and my teeth graze at her neck.

"More Charon" she breaths and I smirk. I would give this woman everything till I had nothing left.


July 13th 2278

Anna

I am woken up by a pleasurable surge. Charon leans over my stomach licking my hip bone and pulling my legs apart before giving clit a quick flick.

"Happy Birthday love."

I laugh breathlessly as Charon continues to give me pleasurable undivided attention.

"Mmhmm I should have more birthdays."

My hips bucks and Charon gives my thigh a squeeze. I feel a ticklish breath as Charon laughs.

"Charon ?"

"Mmmmm ?"

"Are you sure you don't know when your birthday is."

"Positive." He gives my thigh a gentle bite "I was never told it. Never celebrated it."

"Maybe everyday should be your birthday."

I give a mocking wink as Charon grins up at me.

"If you can keep up Smoothskin."


November 8th 2278

Charon

The Geck enhanced by the purifier has made the land across DC safe and growing. Farming is now a possibility. Metal contraptions are attached to Brahmin who work on the land around Megaton revealing the dark healthy soil.

Seeds, created by the scientists at Rivet City, are placed into the ground and we wait the results.


January 5th 2279

"Anna ! Look vegetables. You love vegetables."

Anna snorts.

"What are you talking about ?"

I smile as I remember Anna's cafeteria tent dilemma and wonder how long it is until the day comes for her.

I look at her as she holds my hand and grins up at me. This small woman has managed to capture me and change the image of the Wasteland.

We owe her everything.

"I love you."

She stands on tip toes to kiss my cheek "I love you more big guy."


April 19th 2279

I am slowly brought out of sleep as warm fingers softly stroke my bare back. I feel as Anna nestles herself into me and I drowsily lift my hand to play with her hair.

The best I can managed is a mumbled "morning."

"Hello sleepy" she smiles at me and yet again I wonder what I have done to deserve such a smile. Anna presses herself against me and I can feel the heat radiate from each of her curves giving my morning wood an excited twitch.

"You can't be ready for more."

Admittedly even I am sore from last night and I can only imagine Anna to be after her thoroughly impressive gymnastic worthy display. She laughs sweetly as she squeezes my arm.

"Not a chance I want to walk today."

I groan as I let my muscles stretch out on the bed and my stomach gives an insistent rumble. Rolling away from Anna I begin to get ready suddenly desperate for something full of substance. I fling yesterday's clothes at Anna with a practice aim as it hits her face.

"Get ready we will go to Gobs for breakfast."

"Pancakes ! Syrup ! Cereal !" Anna sings as she slips her blouse over her filled breasts, complete with bruised sucked on skin.

"Mirelurk."

I smirk at the loud groan of disgust I hear behind me and suddenly she cuts off. For a second my stomach twists as I believe her to be hurt or in danger. I turn quickly to assess her.

"Turn around."

She says it with such a demand I turn without a thought. I can feel her make her way towards me and her fingers stroke figures my shoulder. The tattoo.

"There is numbers on your back !"