"We can't take these guys!" MacCready shouted as we were currently taking cover by an abandoned car.

I should have known going to Quincy was a bad idea.

"How the hell was I supposed to know there were going to be these many Gunners?!" I argued as I was running low on ammo.

In every single gun I had.

I heard a whistling sound as there was an explosion ahead of us and my eyes went wide.

"Fat man. That's new." I said as MacCready shook his head.

"We don't have the supplies to fight these guys! Let's go!" MacCready said as he grabbed my hand and we took off, heading back through the gates out of Quincy.

We ran until we were safely out of sight but I noticed how MacCready didn't let go of my hand.

"We should be out of the Gunners range now. Hopefully." MacCready told him as I let out a fake cough.

"You're still holding my hand." I said as we both looked down at our interlocked hands.

MacCready's eyes went wide as he let go of my hand and scratched the back of his neck.

"O-Oh! S-Shi-shoot!" MacCready said as he quickly put his hat down lower as I chuckled.

He was kind of cute when he got all flustered.

I chuckled as I walked ahead of him, reloading my last two bullets into my shotgun.

"Come on, tough guy. We need to gather some supplies to kick some Gunner ass." I told him as we headed off just as the sun was rising.

Funny, I enjoyed him holding my hand..