We all end up leaving a few days after I talked to dad. Travis comes with us, even though Cain doesn't seem too happy about it. To be honest, Cain and I have hardly spoken. We sleep in the same room, and live in the same house. We're around one another for a good part of the day, but I don't think anything more than a few sentences between us has been said. Probably, because there isn't much more to say.

"We could go to New Vegas?"

Cain mutters, looking at the crudely drawn map in his hand. It's only a map of the Capital Wasteland, so I have no idea where he got the New Vegas idea from.

"Why'd you want to do that? We're Easterners. Besides mom says that place is way dull."

Cain looks at me, and sighs. I sigh too, and light a cigarette. Mom did say that, though. She said New Vegas was like pre-war, albeit she's never been pre-war. But still.

"You talked to mom about it?"

I huff and puff on my cigarette, and give Cain a sideways glance. Travis is too busy looking around at everything. He's not from Megaton, but he says it's been a while since he's left.

"Yeah before we left. Last night, I mean. I asked and she said it was lawful when she was there. Lots of fun, with gambling and whatnot, but she said it was this whole 'fight for power' incident and she didn't like it much. I guess there's strict laws in some places. And lots of gangs. Seems overpopulated."
"You're talking like you've been there. You've hardly been into the Wasteland, Diz."

"Yeah but I like it out here better. Less people, ya know?"

Cain shrugs and gets back to reading his map while we continue on aimlessly. At least we're heading to the city. Even though it's early, the sky looks threatening. It'll probably rain later, so we should find some form of shelter. On the horizon, the monument looks over everyone. It's kind of mocking to me. I can't figure why. The ruins of the city still stand, and I can see broken buildings off in the distance. I've never seen anything relevant to pre-war, but, I'd still say this was more beautiful than anything.

Sighing, I ash my cigarette and listen to the silence between the three of us. Before we left, Cain expressed his feelings to dad on Travis coming with us. Dad didn't have anything much to say, except that it was something he had to deal with. It took a lot for me to walk away from my mom and dad, believe it or not. After talking with dad, I realized how glorified my mind had made their adventures. When, in reality, it was probably very hard and painful. A measure of pain that I don't think I could ever think to feel. Although I don't know it all, I still have a deeper respect for mom. And for dad. And for the relationship they have. If anything, I still envy them. Because, I really hope, Cain and I can have that kind of happy future.

Looking over at him, I see that he's put his map away. We have no destination. We're just walking. Walking into our own adventure, in the hopes we stumble over something to do. Other than that, there's nothing. Mom said last night, there's plenty of people in the city for us to run into, and many places to explore. I know she's right, it's just finding the people that's the hard part.

"You haven't danced in a while, Dizzy."

I hear Cain say, and I turn my head to the side a bit.

"Yeah well, there's nothing to dance for, I guess. Haven't felt the need to."

"You dance?"

Cain and I look over at Travis, and I nod.

"Yeah I like to dance. I mean, sometimes. I just haven't in a long time. Not something you really start doing in the middle of Megaton."

"You should show me sometime."

I shrug. I don't know what I hope to gain from Travis anymore. He was fun at first, and a welcomed distraction. But, after hearing dad's words, I'm more determined to get Cain to overcome his issues. Travis, really, seems more like an annoyance than anything. Cain hates him.

"Do you even have a gun?"

Cain asks him, and Travis pulls out a small pistol. This doesn't please Cain, but it suffices. He nods and drops the argument.

"I wish Zack came along…"

Cain mutters, and I shake my head. Before leaving, Cain asked Zack if he wanted to come along. But Zack said no, because he'd already gone, and found his place was alongside his dad. Really, Gob and Zack have a very close relationship. Zack even has a close relationship with my parents, too. I think his lack of a mother made him extra close to Gob, but I don't think Gob minds. He gets to teach Zack how to build, invent, and fix things. I like Gob. As far as I know, he's my uncle, and he and dad and mom go decades back. Centuries if you're talking about just him and dad.

"You have Travis to talk to, you know, since my company isn't your cup of tea lately."

I say to Cain, particularly snide since we've been on edge for a few days. He looks over at me, and I try my best to keep eye contact.

"I could say the same about you, Dizzy."

"Let's not argue guys, okay?"

Travis pipes up, trying to stifle an argument as more dark clouds begin to cover the Wasteland.

"Why don't you keep your nose out of personal business?"

Cain says, and I figure I should lay low on this one.

"How is it personal? You're talking right next to me."

"No one asked your opinion. Remember the only reason you're here is because of her. That's all."

"Look buddy, you may scare a lot of people around Megaton, but you don't scare me."

Cain walks over and tries to intimidate Travis with his height. It doesn't work, because Travis is stupid and just folds his arms in front of his chest. They bicker and banter back and forth, their yelling growing louder to nearby travelers, but softer to me as I continue to walk away. Eventually, they'll figure out I'm not sticking around and stop their stupidity.

"It's going to rain, guys. We should probably find some shelter."

I call back to them. It's then they realize I've been walking on, and like predicted, leave their argument behind to catch up to me. Cain reaches me first, and looks up to the sky.

"Grayditch is closest."

"What? You memorize the map or something?"

"Look, it's the closest place, we can almost see it from here. You know how dangerous it is during rain when we're outside of Megaton."

"I sure am going to miss the grass there."

Grass is soft, and the dirt out here is really hard and painful to walk on, almost. But Cain is right. Out here there's a big risks for landslides and sinkholes during the rain. Plus, we don't know if another big storm will blow through. Lest we relive the events of a few weeks ago.