Mercy had a rare chance to take walk while off duty from the clinic when she heard faint screams. She asked the sniper who was screaming bloody murder. "Marcus, who's yowling like a cat being drowned? Because if there's someone who needs medical attention, then I guess I'll get my doctor's bag. And after sending a pigeon to Nellis about an attack from the legion, I need to relax a bit."

He replied. "To be honest with you Ma'am, it's just some legion idiot wanting to speak with you." She nodded and said. "Thank you Marcus," who than nodded and she talked with her for several moments. And learned of the attack on Nellis and she told her the truth. "We found out about the attack you sorry bitch before anyone else knew about it and sent a pigeon to Nellis Air Force base to warn them of it. And they beat the bastards back to the Colorado River. So you better get on back and tell them what I had just told you alright?"

The legionary nodded and said, "Right, uh I'll just be going then. Be safe out there in the Mojave Desert Ma'am." And promptly left the area without further problems of any kind. And after sending the pigeon after learning of it, the Boomers sent their fast flying bird back home saying that they had won the fight against the bastards who dared to attack them by daybreak.

Mercy muttered under her breath saying," Damn girl, you better watch with whom you give your services to. Because you don;t even know if it's some dumbass Fiends who would have you wanted as a ransom to the Legion for whatever the fucking chems that they have wanted."

When she heard Bitteroot laughing before he asked her. "So, Mercy, are you talking to yourself again? It's always amusing watching you try and win an argument with yourself. Oh,and by the way, we're going to the old bottling factory where they dealt with the sassperilla bottles and all that shit, just to clear the damned thing out at about 3:00 this afternoon. Love, what's wrong?"

Mercy sighed as she rubbed the back of her neck before asking." Am I really crazy Bitterroot? I mean, I know that the legion might be trying for the Dam again, but I'm truly doubting that they would, not long after their defeat at my mother's hands over nineteen years ago."

He smiled as he answered her question. "Mercy, you sure as hell are NOT fucking crazy about the whole thing with the Legion, even with that bastard Vulpes holding them back from trying to retake the Dam, we'll stop them once again if it should happen."

And, well, they had gotten through the hell of the factory when they just opted to get right down to fucking business and they cleared the whole damned place out with quite a bit of ease. They settled down for the night when bells went off in his head. And he also knew that this was the woman that he wanted to spend the rest of his days with until death took him when it was time of course.

When she leaned into him and asked quietly. "Why are we really here? Is it because you might want to get me on my back? But, if not Bitterroot, than we'll take it nice and slow and easy. And well, I'll follow where you lead. And not because of what your father did to you either."

He had often given her plenty of chances to leave their young and budding relationship but she never truly did. He stated fiercely. "That son of a bitch wanted me to become gay when he was fucking me when I was young, but I didn't. Mama raised me right and when she first saw you Mercy, the day we had first met as children. And well, she knew that you would be the one to bring me out of my shell and let me work at it on my own but you always had let me know that you were there when I needed you the most."

Mercy nodded in understanding as she removed first her beret, and then her over armor. Because she was starting to get warm when he kissed her with love and passion thrown into it. And so, they both fully stripped to do the deed. Ever since they were beginning to step out together just over a year ago. And with God as their witness, they shifted together until his seed flood her womb and she became pregnant because of it.