Chance
Chapter 7: Invitation
A couple of days went by before the group returned to the main park. As they entered, the four found that the BoS were still hanging around the area. Many of the raiders within the park seemed to either ignore their being around, or looked to be actively trying to get them to leave.
Roulette ignored the Brotherhood members, making her way to the building they had all started out in. The young woman seemed to be much more tense, saying little on the matter. As they group entered the building, they found that little had changed. The suit of power armor belonging to Roulette's sister was no longer in the corner, leaving the space a bit more open. On one of the work benches sat a pad of paper with a handwritten note. The script was a bit coarse-looking but it was still legible.
"Who could've left a note here?" Cherry questioned, as Roulette went to investigate it herself.
"I think I've got an idea of who," Roulette answered, reading over the message. The girl shook her head, before wordlessly crumpling the page into a ball and tossing it aside.
MacCready looked on, equal parts confused and sure of what had been left on the page. Despite this, he asked anyways, "What did it say?"
"Nothing you should be concerned about, Mac," Roulette stated.
"Hey, you and I've been traveling together for over a week, and now you've pulled me into this mess. Don't tell me I couldn't be concerned about something that obviously messes with you when I'm here right by your side," MacCready told the blue-eyed teen he'd been traveling with.
Roulette let out a sigh before responding. "It was from my sister," she stated. "Said she was sent back to report to the Elder and wanted me to go and meet with the two of them. I can only imagine why."
"What're you going to do?" Gage chimed in.
"I don't know. I was planning on heading back to Goodneighbor now that these tallies have healed up. I have no clue if I'll actually stop by or not, I doubt I'd be able to take that much BoS bull."
"Well, maybe they just want to talk and make amends?" Cherry suggested.
"The Elder wouldn't want to just make amends. Maxson probably wants me back with the Brotherhood. I've got no intention of rejoining those bastards, and my sister wouldn't have tried to keep me from leaving if she actually gave one about what I believe."
"I think you should go, Rou. Humor them just this once. They might just want some answers."
Gage nodded, "You did leave pretty quickly, without giving any real reason."
MacCready and Cherry nodded in agreement. All three believed that the Brotherhood, as much as they hated to admit it, deserved some answers. For all any of them new, Roulette's only family was with the BoS, and they would want to at least know that she was still alive and fairly well.
"You guys would make one really annoying conscience, you know?" Roulette muttered. "I'll think about it, but I'm not making any promises."
"That's all we could ask from you, Rou," MacCready told her, mimicking Cherry's use of the blue-eyes girl's nickname.
"If you ever call me that again, I swear, I'll punch you, Mayor," Roulette jokingly threatened, deciding to mimic Cherry's use of the young man's former title.
"Don't… Don't call me that," MacCready told her, fumbling a bit in his short moment of surprise and mild confusion.
"If you want to get that meeting over with, you should probably get going, it'll start getting dark soon," Gage stated.
With a nod, Roulette shrugged her bag on over her shoulders, and MacCready followed suit. "You know I won't be gone too long, you guys. Besides, you can always come by Goodneighbor, sometime," she called offered over her shoulder as she and MacCready left. With that, the pair set out on their way.
The pair made their way back towards Goodneighbor, and were mostly silent for the majority of their journey, preoccupied by their own thoughts. On the second day of their trip back, Roulette finally spoke up.
"I'm going to take a detour, Mac. You can keep going on to Goodneighbor if you want, but I'm going to stop by the old airport," she stated.
"I'll stick with you, Roulette. Been with you this far, I've got your back," MacCready told her, offering a friendly grin.
Roulette nodded, returning his smile, and they set off towards the airport. MacCready kept just a couple of steps behind the girl, comfortable to let her lead him. It satisfied the ex-Gunner in a way, to see that his young companion had accepted the invitation to reunite with what could be her only family. On the other hand, though, Roulette had only this on her mind; figuring out what the hell her sister could want.