A/N: Here's chapter 15!

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"You want me to stay?" Chloe asked.

"Yeah," Emily said. "I want to be with you, mom. But I can't leave here. It's safe. We have food and water and protection. My friends are here."

"There's a whole world out there, Emily. I know it might seem scary, but you don't really want to spend the rest of your life down here, do you?" Chloe asked.

"Do you really think it's safe to be out there?" Emily asked.

Chloe thought. She thought about being attacked twice by dogs within hours of leaving the vault. She thought about killing ghouls on their first night away from Sanctuary. She thought about Beca, and the bullet wound in her shoulder. Dragging her backwards from the endless streams of raiders.

And then she thought about the Minutemen who came to their rescue. She thought of Dr. Sun, saving Beca's life for free. She thought of Nick, dropping everything to help her. And Dr. Amari. And, of course, Beca herself.

"It's not entirely safe," Chloe said. "But that doesn't mean you should hide away from it." She looked at Beca now. "There are a lot of good people out there."

Beca tried to give her a smile, but she wasn't sure if she managed it. Chloe had already turned back to face Emily, so didn't see it slip from her face.

Beca was beginning to feel sick. She really needed a stimpak, or at least some water, but their supplies had been taken. She moved away from the guards and took a seat on the floor, her back against the wall.

"You okay, kid?" Nick asked quietly, sitting beside her.

"Fine," Beca lied. "Those two have a lot to talk about so I figured I should make myself comfortable."

"Ah ha," Nick said. "And this has nothing to do with the blood soaking through your bandage?"

"I'm fine, Nick," she said. "And even if I wasn't, there's not a lot I can do about it, is there?"

Chloe and Emily were still talking, oblivious to everyone else.

"I'm sorry, mom, but I just can't leave," Emily said. "I don't want to go outside, and Jesse said I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to."

"Of course you don't have to," Chloe said. "I'm not going to force you to do anything. I just hoped that you'd want to come back home with me and Beca."

"You could stay here," Emily said. "Both of you. I'm sure Jesse wouldn't mind." She turned to look at him.

"I don't see how that would be a problem," he said. "She could join the guards." He nodded towards Beca. "She looks tough."

"You really want me to stay?" Chloe asked.

"I really do," Emily said. "I've just gotten you back, I don't want to lose you."

"Beca, what do you think?" Chloe asked her. She couldn't deny that the idea of being safe inside here was appealing.

"Chloe," Beca said, struggling to her feet, "I can't stay here." She felt awful as she watched the smile drop from Chloe's face. "I have a family back at Sanctuary. I can't abandon them. I'm sorry."

"We should talk," Chloe said, feeling her heart sink like a stone.

"Yeah," Beca said, feeling just as devastated. She'd imagined bringing Chloe and her daughter back to Sanctuary. She'd imagined them living happily together, continuing to rebuild their community. She'd imagined them, maybe, being together together. Being a couple. A family.

They left the room, still being closely watched by guards.

"Beca, I know last night I said that I wanted to be more than friends, but..." Chloe trailed off.

"She's your daughter," Beca said, finishing her sentence. "She comes first. But I don't think either of you are as safe here as you think you are. I don't trust Jesse, or all these guards. They might be working for him, but I know raiders when I see them."

"I don't like him either, but he's looked after her so far. She's been safe for, what, fifteen years? I was out of the vault for fifteen minutes and I was attacked," Chloe said. She reached out and almost touched the bloodied bandage on Beca's shoulder. "Look what happened to you up there. Look what happened to you time and again."

"I'd still rather be out there," Beca said, shaking her head. "If I'm gonna die, I wanna be able to at least see the sky."

"Becs, I can't leave her," Chloe said, tears shining in her eyes.

Beca nodded and tried to swallow the lump in her throat. "I can't leave my family either. I wanted..." She shook her head again. "It doesn't matter."

"Tell me," Chloe said.

"I wanted you to be a part of that family. Emily too," she said. "But I get it. If Emily can't leave, then you should stay with her."

Chloe looked at her, while Beca stared at the ground. She was blinking rapidly, trying to hold back tears, as she ran a hand through her hair.

Chloe cupped her face in her hands, and kissed her.

Beca kissed back for a few seconds before pulling away, tears running down her cheeks now.

"I'll never see you again, will I?" She asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"I... I don't know," Chloe said.

"I don't want out first kiss to be our last one," Beca said. "Better not to do it at all."

"Beca..."

"I'm sorry, Chlo'," she said, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. "But I... you know..."

"You what, Beca?" Chloe asked, crying herself now.

"Don't make me say it," Beca said. "Not now that I have to leave you. I can't say it, now. And I can't kiss you. Because if I kiss you, then I'll never be able to leave."

"The don't leave," Chloe said, gripping Beca's hands in her own.

"I have to," Beca said, pulling them away.

She moved past her, heading for the door.

"That thing you can't say," Chloe said, stopping her. "Well, I can't say it either. I want to, but I can't."

A second later, Beca was kissing her. Her hands were in Chloe's hair, and Chloe's hands were on Beca's waist, pulling her closer.

"Please come with me," Beca whispered, their foreheads pressed together.

"I can't," Chloe said back.

"It's getting late," Nick's voice said from behind them. "If you're coming with me, then we have to leave now."

Beca closed her eyes for a second, trying to hold onto this final moment with Chloe.

She felt sick.

When they'd woken up together that morning, her arm still wrapped around Chloe's shoulder, she never imagined that she'd have to say goodbye to her the same day.

She thought they had all the time in the world together. It hadn't even occurred to her that Emily would want to stay where she was.

She shook her head slightly.

She'd been stupid to allow herself to dream about a happily-ever-after with Chloe. You don't get those kinds of endings in the wasteland. You do what you have to do to survive, and eventually you die. Preferably with a gun in your hand.

"I'm coming, Nick," Beca said, opening her eyes but not looking at Chloe as she moved away from her.

Chloe, Emily, and Jesse walked up the stairs to the entrance with them, along with a couple of guards.

At Emily's insistence, Jesse gave back their weapons and supplies, but made sure the guards kept their guns trained on them so they didn't try anything.

Both Beca and Chloe were struggling to keep their tears at bay as they said their final goodbye.

"I'm sorry I'm breaking you guys up," Emily said, looking between them. "You seem like really good friends."

Beca gave her a smile before patting her on the shoulder.

"Just remember that you and your mom are welcome at my place anytime," she said. She looked at Chloe. "Take care of each other."

Chloe nodded and pulled Beca into a final hug.

"Stay safe," she said.

"You too," Beca replied.

They broke apart and Beca handed Chloe the flare gun.

"If you ever change your mind," she said, her hand still on Chloe's, "fire this, and the Minutemen will help you get back to Sanctuary."

"Thank you," Chloe said, taking the flare gun from her, knowing she would probably never use it.

Beca lifted her backpack onto her back and picked up her bat.

Chloe turned to Nick. "Thank you for everything, Nick."

"My pleasure," he said. "Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on her."

"Please do," Chloe said.

And then the door swung open, and Beca and Nick were gone.

Just like that.

"Mom? Are you okay?" Emily asked.

Chloe nodded, because she didn't trust her voice. The group made their way back downstairs.

Away from Beca.

"Ready to go, kid?" Nick asked.

Beca had taken a stimpak from the backpack and stuck it in her arm.

"Yeah," she said, sighing with relief as the pain began ebbing away. "Let's go home."

As they walked away from the subway station, Dogmeat ran up to them, followed by a few members of the Minutemen.

"Everything okay ma'am?" One of them asked.

"Fine," Beca said, crouching down to stroke Dogmeat.

"Would you fellas mind escorting us back to Sanctuary?" Nick asked, knowing they could move more safely and quickly with the Minutemen with them.

"Of course," one of them said, helping Beca stand.

"Nick, you don't need to come back with me," Beca said. "We an walk you back to Diamond City."

"Diamond City will be fine without me for a few more days," Nick said, waving her off. "I want to see this settlement of yours. I've heard some good things."