AN: Own nothing let's continue part two of this chapter! Separating it as putting the two together would be too consuming for my brain. Anyways, I'd suggest choosing the 1946 version of Gene Autry's Classic when the OST part hits.

(OST- Back in The Saddle Again. 1:44/2:44) "I'm~ Back in The Saddle Again..-' BANG/BOOM-CLACK CLICK/ZAP" The view suddenly gets coated with blood as a Convict's head is popped clean off from Fred's 'War Crime.' "Out where a friend is a friend~" before turning around and stabs another convict and pulls the trigger mince-meeting another convict.

"Where the longhorn cattle Feed~ BANG!-CLICK BANG!-CLICK on the lowly gypsum weeds, I'm Back in the Saddle Again-' 'WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU SINGING, DAD!?" Fred yelled out to him in the chaos, headshotting a convict melee-rushing behind The Courier's back with his Carbine. 'I LOVE THIS SONG DAMNIT, DON'T INTERRUPT ME!' He yelled as the singing continued in the chaos. "Ridin' the range once more, BANG! BANG! BANG!, Totin' my old .44! BANG!"

Fred decided to not question it any further and called out to ED-E for a quick dash to the deputy. "Well. Never thought this'll be how I'd be rescued but thank ya kindly kid." Beagle smirked. "ED-E Think you can zap the knots away?' *Eyebot affirmative Beeps* 'Thanks. Stay here mister Beagle. Gonna go find out if the rest of them a-"

Before he can finish speaking, the door kicks wide open as a corpse comes flying into the room knocking ED-E to the floor. "WHOOPI TI BANG! YI BANG! YO!~ BANG! ROCKIN TO AND FRO BANG! BACK IN THE SADDLE, AGAIN RELOADS, WHOOPI TI BANG! YI! BANG! YAY!~ BANG! I GO MY OWN WAY, BACK IN TH' SADDLE AGAIN!~" Six laughing at the handiwork he did turns around to see a knocked-out eyebot, pissed off Fred, and still tied up Beagle. "What? Was it the singing?" He asked, pulling out his Sequoia and blew a limping Convict's head off.

Few minutes later….

"Well. That was quite the rescue I must 'dmit but I 'ppreciate ya two all the same." Deputy Beagle said as the three (and eye-bot) stepped back into the Mojave sunlight.

"Always here to lend a helping hand Mr. Beagle. But my Dad has a few questions fo-' 'Questions? I'd be willing to answer them if you can find us a new Sheriff." Beagle said, interrupting Fred's reply. Seeing this, Six takes over.

"Deal. First off. I know you've run into some khans recently. Care to explain where they went off to? And second off, ya ever run into anyone that looks like this?" Six replied as he pulled out a photo of Mystery Incorporated. After a few moments of silence, Beagle replied.

"Now the first one, yes.. My memory is much clearer now that I am free from my bondage." He paused, recollecting the encounter. "I was sku- er, performing recon, gathering information on some of the Powder Gangers, when some great Khans arrived with your friend in the suit. They were talking about some delivery they took from a courier, I assume that was you. They said they'd be heading through Nipton to Novac to meet a contact there."

Six looked at his son and the repaired ED-E before replying, "Guess we're going up that way' then… And the second part?' Beagle sighed "'fraid that's far beyond my comprehension- wait a minute." He paused just remembering a small tad-bit. "I did spot one of yer kid's friends. They're held up at the ol' Nipton rest stop." Fred, hearing enough, decides to barge in. "What'd they look like!? Are they o'-' Simmer down kid! I didn't spot much… Only saw a glimpse of purple and nothin' more."

For the first time since arriving, Fred started to mentally jump in joy. "Daphne's close! Holy Shit she's ok!" Without a second of thinking he starts bolting towards I-15 while the other three look back in Confusion and in six's case, concern. "Shit! FRED! SLOW DOWN THAT'S JACKAL AND VIPER TERRITORY!" Six yelled as he grabbed his Brush-Gun and started chasing after the love-struck jock with ED-E Following suit.

Beagle, hurt and tired from everything murmurs to himself on what the hell he just witnessed.

Few miles up the road.

Location: Nipton Pit Stop

Time: Several hours of cleaning the local Jackal population at Nevada-California Highway Patrol station later.

It was approaching sundown along a small pit-stop just outside of a burning Nipton. On the outside it was crawling with Ten-or-more cannibals named Jackals. One of the many tribes somehow still kicking from Vault 15.

Inside however is a girl around Fred's age hiding from those freaks. Her purple dress is covered in a few scratches but still relatively intact and in the Girl's hand was a small 9mm unmodified Browning Hi-Power. She was softly crying to her-self, wanting her 'brave Freddie' to be in her arms and whi-

BANG! "THEY KILLED HI-" Her crying stops as she hears loud gunshots from outside yet again. Probably the jackals killing another Caravan or Nipton escapee. However what followed was something that made her ears pry up in hope. "Fred.' one voice started 'Mind explaining on what in the fuck made you run like Usain Bolt to this random pitstop? There's probably nothing in there anyway-"

"NOTHING IN THERE!?" Another yelled, all too familiar to her as the pitstop's door's lock suddenly breaks. "She has to be in here. A hundred-percent." The second voice comes into view of her. It- "Fred, wait!" The owner of the first one started to walk in too, causing her to shiver at the man's mask.

She grabs her 9mm and slowly starts to move. "Fred, she ain't here.' The 'man' said, 'All I s- OW!" He starts to yell in slight anger at being hit with another around. She was about to fire again before the man pulled out a large unfamiliar rifle at her.

It was rather old and had a charging handle on one side and a twenty round box magazine. It was a god damn M1918. Angered, Six started slamming a full clip in a circle form around the source, deafening the assailant's ears.. As the last round leaves, he starts speaking.

"ALRIGHT YOU GOT THREE SECONDS TO COME OUT! ONE! T-" finally the attacker comes into view and grapples Six, "DON'T YOU DARE HURT MY FRED YOU FUCKING PE-"

"DAPHNE! STOP HE'S NOT PERICLES!" Fred yells and pulls Daphne back in fri- "OH NO FREDDIE! I AM NOT.. BElieving… Jeepers!" She stopped and slowly turned to face him. While She can recognize his blonde hair, the lovable face, and orange ascot trimmed to become a Bandanna, everything else was foreign.

Slowly, she reached out towards Fred's face. "F- Freddie~" she whispered, small tears escaping her eyes, "Y- YOU'RE ALIVE!~" Without Warning she knocked him to the floor and kissed him as if He returned from a World War. She pulls back and out of left field slap him on the face. "THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR LEAVING ME SURROUNDED BY CANNIBALS IN THE DESE-"

"It's a wasteland." Six interrupted the two's… rather confusing reunion. "I'll explain later at a camp I set up with ED-E and just for the record. I ain't whatever the fuck a… Pericles is." He sneered, stabbing another Stimpak into his shoulder to numb the 9mm pain.

"Y- You're not? JEEPERS! WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FACE!?" She screamed as Six removed his helmet to take a sip of Scotch. "He got shot in the head, Daphne… I think it's best we talk about it with my actual dad later..." Fred replied, trying to help her up only to be pushed away as she screams in confusion again.

"WAIT HOLD ON. ACTUAL DAD? SHOT IN THE HEAD!?" She frantically said, only to get a nod from the two men while they head towards an encampment Six set up.

AN: Listen, I'm a man of culture. And when I see a canon couple separated I tend to focus on reuniting them first. That and Fred x Daphne carries the shit out of the show alongside the Shaggy memes.

NO. I don't count the Velma Circle Jerk. The amount of fucking porn addicts RUINED her like holy shit it ain't funny.

Oh yeah the song and pitstop stuff..

Based that on how I play New Vegas. Sometimes I go out of my way to sing out loud some of the songs playing on the Radio (mostly modded in ones that fit the game as well but we'll get to that in the next chapter.)

Spifferino's Nipton Pit Stop was the basis for Daphne's makeshift 'fortress.' The Jackals' cannibalistic nature is something I pried off of lore and Classic Fallout inspired Jackals rework by Kepii and of course Mojave Raiders on top of it.

I'd highly recommend checking out Spifferino's work. They make really good QOL location overhauls.