A/N: Hey guys, here's the latest chapter.

I struggled to get going with this one, and it almost feels a bit pointless because I'm not even sure people are still reading at this point.

But I've started now, so I'll carry. I'd really appreciate some reviews, just so I know if I'm doing good or not.

I do not own Pitch Perfect or Fallout or any of their characters

They walked in silence through the city, Dogmeat walking slightly ahead of them, his body low to the ground. Beca kept her eyes peeled for the graffiti that would let them know that they were getting close to Diamond City.

They were making good progress when Beca halted them. She pointed up ahead and Chloe saw a gang of super-mutants. They were all patrolling just outside what looked like an old church. Fires lit in old barrels served as makeshift torches, and nets filled with blood, bones and flesh hung from old streetlamps. Several mutant-dogs were also patrolling.

They were truly terrifying creatures.

"What do we do?" Chloe asked, whispering.

"We find another route," Beca replied, her voice just as quiet. "Come on."

She lead them through a serious of dark alleyways until they reached another street which seemed more deserted. Keeping to the shadows, the pair carried on towards Diamond City.

Beca was nervous as hell. The detour had added time to their journey, and she just wanted to get them to safety.

It didn't take long for them to run into another problem.

Raiders.

A whole gang of them had blocked off the street. Wooden walls had been erected between the buildings that lined the street, so that the only way to continue down it, was to go through their hideout. They were hidden in an alleyway as Beca looked at the map on her pip-boy to see if there was another street they could use.

"Fuck," Beca whispered as she realised their was no other way.

"Can't we just go back?" Chloe asked.

"According to the map, we either have to go through here, or go past those super-mutants. There are two other streets but one is completely blocked off by a collapsed building, and the other has what used to be the freeway on top of it. So it comes down to super-mutants vs raiders, and we stand a much better chance of survival if we take on the raiders," Beca said, her voice shaking slightly. "We'll just have to fight our way through."

"Beca, I don't like this," Chloe said. "There has to be another way."

"I don't like it either," Beca said, feeling more afraid than she had done in a long time. "But it's our only option."

"So what, we just storm in there?" Chloe asked.

"No," Beca said, trying to think of a strategy. "We should try and kill as many as we can from outside the hideout. Try and draw them out. Then once they're dead, just run through. They're usually pretty small, and then one we're out the other side, we should be close enough to Diamond City that the security will protect us."

"Okay," Chloe said, clenching her gun in her hand. "If you're sure."

"I'm not sure," Beca said. "But we don't have much of a choice."

"I'll follow your lead," Chloe said. "Just tell me what to do."

Beca reached into her bag and handed her a frag grenade, taking one for herself.

"Do you know how to use this?" Beca asked, checking her gun was full off ammo.

"Pull the pin and throw?" Chloe asked.

"Bingo," Beca said. "Try and aim it so it goes over their wall. Hopefully it will take out one or two of them. With any luck it should draw out some of the others, and I'll throw mine. After that, we just keep shooting. Once you've thrown your grenade, get back into the alley, okay?"

Chloe nodded and the pair moved more into the street.

Chloe held her breath before she threw the grenade as far as she could. It clipped the side of the building and then landed in the hideout.

There was a few seconds of silence before the explosion.

Beca didn't hesitate in throwing hers so it landed just at the entrance of the hideout. The door swung open just before the second explosion.

Chloe had to stifle a scream as bits of raider flew everywhere.

"Shh," Beca said, looking down the sights of her gun, waiting for the next wave to appear.

The crack of a gun sounded and something hit the wall just beside her head.

Beca pushed them both to the ground and then scanned the area where the shot had come from.

Time seemed to slow down as she spotted the raider at the window of one of the buildings, looking down the sights of his own gun. Before he could fire again, Beca shot at him, hitting him in the head.

The final three raiders came out of the hideout. Two shooting, the other brandishing a baseball bat with razor blades stuck into the wood.

Dogmeat started attacking, and Beca and Chloe started shooting.

It was over quickly.

Chloe turned to Beca, shaking from adrenaline but smiling. She had taken a hit from the bat which had hurt, but thanks to the leather armor Beca had given her, it hadn't done any real damage.

Beca had already taken a stimpak from her bag and jammed it into her own arm, wincing as she injected herself.

"Beca?" Chloe asked, worried. Beca had paled and had a sheen of sweat on her forehead.

"Are you okay?" Beca asked, gingerly touching her own shoulder.

"I'm fine," Chloe said, moving towards Beca "Are you?"

Beca withdrew her hand from her shoulder, which was now coated in blood. It had seeped through her shirt and was now running down her arm. She'd been shot.

"Shit," Beca said. "Help me get this off." Chloe helped Beca remove the armor from her right arm. She ripped off her sleeve and handed it to Chloe, who tied it tightly around the wound. "We need to keep moving," she said.

"Beca, you're hurt-"

"I'm fine, Chloe," she said, cutting Chloe off, her voice strained. "The sooner we get there, the sooner I can get help."

Chloe didn't like it, but nodded anyway, picking up Beca's bag and putting it on her back.

Beca began walking towards what was left of the hideout before she swayed slightly. The stimpak had helped to an extent but she was still bleeding heavily.

Chloe grabbed her arm, steadying her.

"What do I do?" She asked, taking Beca's uninjured arm and draping it over her shoulder.

"Just keep going," Beca said, closing her eyes for a second.

They began moving through the hideout, but not fast enough.

Soon, Dogmeat was barking again, and the air was full of the sound of shouting and gunfire.

Chloe pushed them behind a concrete barrier and the pair shielded themselves against the spray of bullets.

Their backs were pressed against the barrier, both breathing heavily, too scared to move.

Beca's eyes were shut and her jaw was clenched as she forced herself to take steadying breaths. Her hand was gripping her injured shoulder. The makeshift bandage was already soaked in blood.

"Chloe," Beca said, her voice strained. "You have to run, okay?"

"What?" Chloe asked, moving slightly out of their cover to fire at the oncoming raiders.

"We're so close to Diamond City. If you run, you'll make it," she said. Chloe looked at her. She wasn't in a good way.

"What about you?" Chloe asked.

"Just... Don't worry about me," Beca said, opening her eyes as she tried to focus. "I'll be right behind you."

"I'm not leaving you," Chloe said, firing over the barrier again.

"Chloe, you need to find your kid," Beca said. "You can't do that if you die here with me."

"I'll use the flare gun," Chloe said, reaching to take it from Beca's holster. "Call for help."

"No," Beca said, her hand closing around her wrist. "You'll just attract attention. Please, Chloe. Just get out of here."

"They already know we're here Beca," Chloe said. The grip around her wrist had relaxed, and Chloe took that as a sign that Beca agreed with her. She took the flare gun and fired it into the air. Soon they were bathed in red light. "Someone will come for us."

Beca didn't answer.