Expanding East

A/N - Apologies. This is the correct chapter.

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"I'll keep in contact. If this turns into what I expect it to, you might need to send people east to help us carry back the supplies we'll find. Unless it's been ransacked, but considering the protection everything would have had…"

"We'll keep an ear out, Nate. Don't worry."

"Keep me informed of progress here or if you receive any new information. Particularly anything from the east. Southern expansion is paused for now. Probably for the best until our lines are secured. And I also want to sit down with Danse and the Brotherhood, ensure we're not going to trip over each other and cause each other problems."

"Foresee any problems with the Brotherhood?"

"I think Danse agrees with what we're doing. But if the Brotherhood turn up in force, I don't know what they will want when they get here. Will they want control? If they do… I'll worry about it if or when it happens. Right now, I'll focus on the Minutemen and what we're doing."

Our little group departed no more than a few minutes later. I was in power armour. Preston and the scouts had managed to find and return other suits of armour. One had been found near Tenpines Bluff. Another had been found south of Concord along the abandoned rail line. In addition to the one we'd found at ration stockpile, we now had five suits of armour. Even better news was the fact our scavengers had found quite a few fusion core's, so although the one in my armour would last a long time to come, we could use the cores for other function if necessary. I would leave that to Sturges and the people working for him.

"You'll keep us safe, Blue," Piper insisted as we began our journey east, "I mean, not only are you in armour, but Sturges has made sure you're now armed to the teeth."

"That's putting it mildly," Haylen stated with a giggle, "Think even members of the Brotherhood would be jealous of what you're wielding right now."

The missile launcher was now resting on my back. All I needed to do was press a button for it to move onto my shoulder and I could aim without needing to hold it. Four missiles would be ready to fire. I would need someone to help load new missiles after I'd fired all four, so that meant no solo missions, unless I only planned on firing four missiles. Otherwise, my armour was covered in weapons and ammunition. Assault rifle was at hand as always, but I had a shotgun at my thigh, and now had a rifle with scope at my other thigh. I'd never been much of a sniper, but was probably a better shot than most. My scores while serving had always been high.

The walk to Concord then towards the highway to the east didn't take all that long, simply because we'd walked the roads plenty of times, and they were clear of anything that might have caused us a problem. It was only when passing underneath the highway and with Covenant to our south that we were entering territory not under our protection.

We skirted Malden to the south, ensuring we didn't just go strolling through the centre. I knew we'd likely have to go through and clear every building eventually, but for the moment, that would be something to organise later. The one building that still had my interest was the hospital. Even after all this time, I was confident there'd be plenty of supplies within that the Minutemen could use.

At another crossroads, we turned south, aware that the training yard would be over the rise to our east. But before we arrived there, we'd been told that a small farm was located near the yard that was rather exposed, and would perhaps wish to want Minuteman protection. I sensed some nerves upon our approach, particularly as I was dressed in power armour, and I guess Nick always set nerves jangling if they didn't know who he was. But as we approached without any weapons in hand, the pair of farmers approached us, one carrying a simple pipe weapon, no doubt aware they would barely dent my armour, but it made them feel better.

"Who are you?"

"Major Nathan Shepard. Commonwealth Minutemen. We're in the area and have been told about your farm here."

"The Minutemen? We've heard stories about them being reformed but we didn't know you were in the area."

I looked around and could see plenty of problems with the place they'd chosen for their farm. "There only the two of you here?" They both nodded. "Have any problems?"

One stepped forward and started pointing. "We have a few. The old training yard there? Full of ghouls. They mostly leave us alone, but the occasional stray decides to come wandering this way looking for food. If more come this way, I'm not sure we could stop them." He then turned and walked to the other end of the farm, so I followed him as he pointed to the satellite array in the distance. "Ghouls are one problem. What's there is another. Super mutants. They've raided our farm more than once. Thankfully they just take what they can steal then go away. One day, though, they're going to come looking for us."

"Need some help?"

"If you're offering, we're not going to look in a gift horse in the mouth."

"Despite the exposed position, there does look to be plenty of land here. Ever thought about expanding your farm?"

He shrugged. "There's only two of us here, two pairs of hands."

"For now. If you were to join us, we can offer protection and settlers. We would have to create defences, but if you were to expand the farm, it would provide plenty of food for both yourselves and the Commonwealth. I'll be honest, we headed here to see what the training yard had to offer." I gestured with my head. "But the mutants are a problem?"

"Worse than the ghouls. You clear out those mutants, and then do whatever it is you want in the yard, our farm will be secure, and I can guarantee we'll happily work with the Minutemen. Been a long time since we heard any news about you."

"We've been rebuilding. A slow process but the aim is to have the Commonwealth under our banner in one regard or another by the end." Turning back to my colleagues, I knew we had another problem to resolve. "Okay, before with clear the training yard, we'll head towards that satellite array and deal with that first."

As it had taken us all day to walk there, we were not going to head out immediately. Thankfully, they had a campsite set up, as they did receive regular caravans, so after lighting the campfire, they were able to provide a few sleeping bags. No tents, so we'd be sleeping out under the stars, but nights were not particularly cold anyway, and I'd certainly experienced worse conditions. At least we weren't taking constant shellfire.

Nick stayed awake all night almost as usual by now, waking us as the sun rose. We had rations for breakfast, asking if the farmers wanted anything, but they kept food hidden inside their shack that didn't draw attention from the mutants whenever they decided to raid. Checking everyone was ready to do it all again, as memories of the water plant no doubt lingered, we headed off with the sun still rising.

There were four satellites and three of them were still standing. In fact, they looked in rather good condition considering they wouldn't have had any maintenance since the bombs dropped. But it was also obvious that a group of super mutants had made their home, Nick able to see them from a distance, while I had my binoculars out, able to pick out where they were.

"Well, good time to test out this missile launcher system," I said, "We'll get closer but those wooden structures are no doubt flimsy and could even house a mutant. But if we can draw them closer, better for us, but they have the height, so if they're smart, they'll draw us in first."

They were not smart, as four of them rushed towards us, one armed with what looked like a sledgehammer, the other three at least wielding firearms, though of the pipe variety that barely caused a dent in my armour, though my colleagues did have to approach with caution. As for Curie, she seemed to enjoy being bait, floating around to draw their fire, firing her laser in return, but taking their attention and leaving them as almost easy pickings for us.

A couple of mutants showed a modicum of sense by remaining in their higher position. One was armed with one hell of a rifle, the crack echoing in the silence whenever weapons cooled for a moment. Finding where he was, situated in one of the dishes high above us, I put the new missile launcher to good use.

Once the launcher was on my shoulder, I pressed another button that allowed me to aim where I would be firing. The mutant was on the edge of one of the dishes. He wasn't firing wildly, each shot taken with care, but he didn't seem to recognise the missile launcher aimed back at him. At least, he probably didn't until it was too late.

Pressing the trigger, the missile flew far quicker than the mutant no doubt anticipated. He disappeared the blast, and it was no surprise the entire dish groaned after the missile impacted. I was worried the whole thing was going to come down on us, but somehow, despite it makes plenty of noise, the dish stayed upright for the moment. Pressing the button to place it on my back, I took the shotgun from my thigh and resolved to finish the rest up close.

In the end, there were only two more mutants to deal with. I wouldn't say both were hiding, but they certainly didn't seem to run towards us without a care like the others had done earlier. It was only when walking up one of the steel walkways and approaching a wood staircase that I knew I couldn't go any further. I called Piper and Haylen towards me. Figuring there wouldn't be any booby traps, I asked them to check whatever the mutants had built.

It didn't take long for Haylen to grab my attention, asking me to join her up in one of the wooden shacks. No way I could climb it in my power armour, so I stepped out of it before climbing somewhat carefully. It wasn't the heights that concerned me, it was the fact it was the rather flimsy construction done by mutants who didn't seem to be the brightest bunch.

But I made it up into the shack where Haylen was currently kneeling over a decayed human corpse. Kneeling next to her, it wasn't hard to figure out she was a little upset, particularly as she placed an item in my hand.

"Tags," she whispered, "Brotherhood tags."

"Holy shit," I murmured, "Anyone you know?"

"No. But I've heard Danse mention a Brotherhood mission from a couple of years back that disappeared. He had the list of names of those who came to the Commonwealth. One of the first expeditions we sent. The name of the tags matches one of the names on his list. Faris. Scribe of the Brotherhood."

"I'm assuming he'll want to know about this."

"Of course. And if Faris is here, he'll want to find the others. It was a small team, just like ours. Once they were considered missing in action, there were calls for a rescue mission, but considering the Commonwealth is a long way from the Capital Wasteland, and we simply didn't or don't have the resources to send a rescue mission."

Just like the water plant, the mutants were surprisingly stocked with plenty of ammunition and a few weapons that might have been worth taking. But as always, most of the weaponry was of poor quality and we left much of it behind. Returning to the farm, we told them they should now be safe from the mutants as they were dead, and the presence of dead mutants should prevent anyone else perhaps thinking it wise to base themselves there.

"Sanctuary, this is Nate. Do I have a copy?"

"We read you, Nate. What's the situation?" Sturges asked.

"We've made contact with the farm. Cleared out a nearby satellite array of super mutants, so the farm should be safe for the moment. But this place is going to need a lot of work. Completely exposed with enemies able to approach from any direction. Going to need turrets, guard posts. I'm thinking walls surrounding it if possible. But plenty of land capable of crops. And they're willing to accept our assistance."

"Are you hitting the training yard tomorrow, Nate?" Preston asked.

"Affirmative. We'll bunk here tonight, investigate the yard tomorrow. If it's as supplied as I assume, you may need to send a cart or two so we can ship it all back before allocating resources to other farms. I'll report in once we're done tomorrow and we can establish a plan."

"Copy that, Nate. We'll wait until your next message. Sanctuary out."

Gathered around the campfire later that evening, the two farmers joining us, they asked plenty of questions as word of what the Minutemen had been up to had been spreading thanks to the caravans that journeyed the Commonwealth. It certainly explained why a few settlers and civilians showed up at our farm every week. The farmers admitted they had considered abandoning the farm more than once due to the presence of mutants nearby, and apparently there was a raider camp further away, and then there was the ghoul presence. But with all the blood, sweat and tears they'd put into getting the farm up and running, they simply didn't want to walk away from it without a fight.

I assured them they could now consider themselves under the protection of the Minutemen.

The next morning, we shared breakfast with the farmers before I gathered my companions together to agree what to do when it came to dealing with the training yard, which was only across the road, and would likely only take a couple of minutes to walk to. Having been told there would likely be ghouls, I said we'd approach as usual but, if necessary, I would draw them towards me as ghouls wouldn't cause too many problems to someone in power armour.

What I didn't expect were the turrets on the roof, which opened fire when we walked too close to the building, forcing us into cover behind the wreckage of a couple of cars. Though I would have liked keeping the turrets, sometimes that just wasn't possible. "Piper, sprint left to cover behind that car. Haylen, spring right that way. I'd send Nick or Curie, but turrets fire based on biometrics. Might not recognise Nick or Curie as a threat."

"And what are you going to do?"

"Put a few bullets into it."

Counting down from five, the two women psyched themselves up before they just sprinted in opposite directions. The turret lifted its barrel to open fire, just long enough for me to stand up, aim and open up with my rifle. Half a dozen bullets worked nicely, the turret blowing up, bits of steel flying into the air as there was a brief fire before there was silence once again.

Gathering before the door leading inside, I repeated that I would take the lead, but if they saw anything non-human coming towards us, they could open fire without hesitation. There might only be a few ghouls or the place could be infested with them. All that mattered was gaining access to the armoury, and in the back of my mind, was perhaps finding information about what happened that final day before the bombs dropped.

As expected, inside was a mess. Whether it was due to being ransacked or simply two centuries of neglect, it was probably a bit of both. But it didn't take long to meet a pack of feral ghouls. I'd been told by a few people that you could sneak up past them, but that wasn't the idea. They came charging towards me, my shotgun blasting them backwards once they were in range. Heard other weapons firing behind me, but it was simply to help cover.

Once I shouted the area was clear, we checked each room, and made a startling discovery. Another body, again wearing the uniform of the Brotherhood. I glanced at Haylen and gestured for her to step forward. She again took hold of the tags and found a holotape this time. I was able to slot it into my armour and play it for her.

"Knight Tara Astlin. Brotherhood of Steel Recon Team 429-Alpha. Serial number 3431. It's been three hours since I set my distress pulser. There's been no word from the Paladin or Faris. Their objective was a satellite array on the coast. They may be out of range. My orders were to hold this position at all costs. The entire site has been overrun. The door won't last much longer. Paladin Brandis, sir. It's been an honour, sir."

Haylen sighed. "I need to get in contact with Paladin Danse, Nate. He'll want to know about this. And I know the name Paladin Brandis. I wonder if he's still alive."

"Soon as we're done here, we can return to the police station and report in if you need to."

"Thanks."

Investigating the rest of the building, there wasn't all that much around. Found a few bits and pieces we could carry back, but I figured this was the administration section. I knew there was a barracks that was likely the other part of the building. The barracks section was filled with even more ghouls. Couple of tougher bastards in there, including one that glowed green and seemed to emit radiation. Piper and Haylen stayed well out of range, Nick and Curie stepping forward, as even my Geiger counter started to spike as it approached.

Once it was dead, Curie was very interested in it, using her robotic arms to take small pieces, suggesting she'd like to run experiments on them later. I didn't think there was much point myself, but if it made her happy, that was fair enough. With the ghouls taken care of, we searched the barracks, but again there was little worth salvaging. Hadn't found any information regarding the last day before the bombs, which was disappointing but somewhat expected. I'd need to visit some sort of army base to possibly find what I wanted.

We did find the password that would open the armoury, which was the whole point of this exercise, so after a last sweep of the building, find a couple of hidden ghouls that needed putting down, we exited out the rear and approached the armoury. Just as I was about to open the door, Piper called out for me to stop.

"Look, Blue. The wire. Think that means something?"

Following the wire, it led to a separate smaller building. Inside the building was a sentry bot. That… was bad news. "Shit," I muttered, "Ever seen one of these things before?" Everyone shook their head. "Obviously we used robots in the army, and these sentry bots packed a hell of a punch. But considering we've already come across more than one robot that had gone a bit haywire, and after two centuries…"

"Should we take cover, Blue?"

Turning around, I noticed the scaffolding and wooden walkways. "Yes. Climb there up to the roof and take cover behind the barricades. I'll enter the armoury, have a quick look at what's in there, then I'll have to come out we'll have to deal with the sentry bot, if it wakes up and decides to go on the attack."

Once they were in position, I opened the door to the armoury and knew immediately that we'd hit the jackpot. It wasn't just the weapons against the wall and piles of ammunition boxes. There was also power armour, and it was definitely a better version than the one I currently used. There were a couple more ghouls that required killing, before I took a deep breath by the door before heading outside.

Gunfire erupted as soon as I burst out the door, swinging my rifle around to check where the sentry bot was. It was firing at my companions up on the roof, but as son as it sensed my presence, it spun around and opened fire. Not even my armour could prevent the bullets so I ran as quickly as I could to the scaffolding, climbing up on the roof to join the others.

"Spread out, take position behind a barricade. Draw its attention but don't get shot."

"And what are you doing, Blue?"

I gestured to my back. "Guess I'll use the remaining missiles."

As my companions spread out, the occasional pot shot to grab the sentry bots attention, Haylen helped load in four missiles before slapping my back, shouting that it was ready. Shouting at Nick to grab its attention, he stood up and waved his hat, immediately ducking down as gunfire raked the barricade in front of him. That's when I stood up, carefully aimed at the sentry bot. It turned towards me and I definitely grinned as I fired immediately.

The missile hit it centre mass. The explosion was enormous, almost ear-splitting as I lowered the launcher and definitely looked at the burning machinery with smug satisfaction hidden by my helmet. My companions walked towards me as I stored the launcher back in its position. "I thought that would be more difficult," Haylen admitted.

"To be honest, think I just hit it in the right spot. I'd seen sentry bots have missiles rain down on them and the bastards would just keep on rolling along. But hit one in the right spot, and you get that."

Heading back downstairs, I threw open the door into the armoury and heard the gasps of surprise and delight as they took in what they could see. As they started to take inventory of what we'd found, I immediately got in contact with Sanctuary, reporting in that we'd definitely hit the jackpot, and that Preston should send people to us immediately.

"I'll have half a dozen Minutemen on the road at dawn tomorrow morning, Nate."

"Good. We've got weapons, ammunition and power armour. Send someone capable of using it, as they can take the one I'm using now. The armour I've found is… good, Preston. It's really fucking good. And with all these weapons, we can now arm our people properly."

"Even better for when we finally make our move south."

"Exactly. Once our people arrive, I will be heading with Haylen back to Cambridge. We made a discovery or two here in regards to the Brotherhood of Steel. Haylen will need to return some items that we found. Might end up involved in something myself if they make the request."

"And the others?"

"They can either return with our people to Sanctuary or return home, but I think they'll return to the former."

There were assault and combat rifles, shotguns, pistols, machine guns, more ammunition types than I could count, mines and grenades, and there was also a powerful fifty calibre sniper rifle taking pride of place on the wall. I picked it up, looking it over. Apart from a little dust, it was in almost perfect condition.

Leaving everything where it was for the time being, we eventually returned to the farm once night began to fall. Gathering by the campfire, the two farmers had heard all the shooting, so they knew we'd taken care of the ghouls. If the building hadn't been in such a state of disrepair, I would have suggested trying to fix it, particularly the barracks, and perhaps using that as a safe and secure place to reside. The farmers were happy in their shack for the time being, at least.

When it came to sleeping that night, Haylen had kept a brave face the past two days after finding the bodies of her colleagues, but as I lying down to get some sleep, she found her way into my sleeping back so I could hold her. I gave her some words of comfort, which she appreciated.

"I didn't know them. It's just sad that they died so far away and alone," she murmured into my chest. I just kissed her forehead, earning a slight grin in return. Snuggling into me, all she wanted after that was my arms wrapped tightly around her as we drifted off to sleep.

The next day was spent continuing to catalogue everything in the armoury, while I also slipped into the power armour to give it a test run. Definitely a newer version than the one I'd taken from the roof in Concord, or the few others we'd found dotted around the Commonwealth. The power armour I used was known at T-45 armour, one of the most basic and plentiful used in the army. This new armour must be at least the T-60. No idea why it would have been left at the training yard but I wasn't going to complain.

"Test run, Blue?"

"Yeah. Think I'll use this for the moment. Get used to it, though I'll have to ask Sturges and his people to make the same little changes that are on my old armour."

"Looks different. The design of it, at least."

"Definitely different. I'll have to get used to the subtle changes, but power armour is power armour."

Six Minutemen arrived by mid-afternoon, stating they had marched from the moment the sun started to appear over the horizon until they arrived. Escorting them over to the armoury, they certainly understood why I'd asked for their help, thankfully they had brought along plenty of bags they could carry the equipment back, while one of them had been trained in how to use power armour, so they could take mine back with them.

Piper and Nick said they would head back to Sanctuary first, taking Curie with them, while Haylen and I would return to Cambridge the next morning. The bridge leading to Bunker Hill wasn't far away to the south, and heading west through Cambridge wouldn't be too much of a problem, figuring the Brotherhood would have slowly but surely eliminated any ghouls and raiders that might have been hanging about.

Haylen and I started out the next morning, Piper ensuring I received a long hug from her before leaving her with Nick and Curie, and a couple of whispered suggestions certainly had me chuckling. What amused me was the fact the suggestions did not involve her. Haylen didn't hear, but after feeling upset about what we'd found, she certainly strolled along by my side with a slight grin on her face. So I had to tease her about that, and hearing her giggle again reassured me she was feeling better about things.

Walking through Cambridge was far less hazardous than my first visit after waking up. Haylen walked along with any fear herself, though we carried weapons, just in case we did run into a small group of ghouls, or a group of raiders that hadn't been dealt with. But despite hearing plenty of gunfire echoing around as usual, we made it to the police station having not stopped since leaving the others behind.

Haylen had kept in touch with Danse but obviously didn't expect us to come strolling through the front door of the police station. I was used to now seeing him out of his power armour, and after shaking hands, he obviously wondered as to why we were at the police station. He then looked at Haylen, as did I, and her face obviously told him what we were there for.

Ending up in his converted office, sat around a desk, each of us with a cigarette in hand, Haylen explained what we had found. She handed over the holotapes while we listened to the two holotapes she had taken from the bodies. Danse listened in silence before he finally sighed.

"I knew Knight Astlin. She was one hell of a soldier." He then looked at me. "I know the fall-back position. There's an old bunker far to the north of our position here, near Lake Quannapowitt. If Brandis is still alive, he would have made his way there. But I'm left wondering what took the reconnaissance team out. You've seen the hardware we have to deal with any threats, so despite the fact they would have only been a small team…"

"Considering what you've faced in your isolation, the same likely happened to them."

"You've only found two bodies. In addition to Brandis, there should have been at least two more by their side. Once we're reinforced here, we'll have to see if we can find them too. But if anyone could find their way to the bunker, it would be Brandis." He paused, looking away and thinking. "Hell, it's been three years. Wonder how he's managed to survive this long."

"Tell you what, if I find myself in the area, I'll see if I can find him," I offered.

Danse nodded immediately. "Make sure Haylen is with you. No doubt he'll trust someone from the Brotherhood more than a civilian. Or a Minuteman. But if you can find him, it will certainly be something we'd like report back to base. And if at least one soldier survived…" He looked at Haylen. "Do you wish to continue your work alongside Nate, Scribe?"

"Yes, sir."

"Very well. As before, just keep in contact so we know that you're safe and well. Wil you be bunking here tonight?"

"Yes, sir. We'll return north tomorrow, Nate?"

"That's the plan."

Danse stood up and escorted us towards a room where there were a couple of beds, and more importantly, a door. "You can use this room for tonight. Just keep the noise down." Haylen definitely blushed next to me. I had a little chuckle as he simply turned and closed the door.

I watched her walk to the door, ensure it was locked, before she turned and walked back towards me, a cheeky grin on her face, and a look in her eyes that I already knew well. Leaning down to kiss her, I guess she didn't want to waste any time. Thinking about it, I hadn't been intimate with anyone for a few nights by now, so I was definitely eager at the same time.

What did surprise me was she seemed rather eager to get my trousers and underwear pulled down, as she dropped to her knees as soon as my cock feel free, feeling her fingers wrap around the base as she wasted no time sliding her tongue along my shaft. She teased me for all of thirty seconds before she looked up, smiled, then slowly lowered her lips around my cock.

I felt my head roll back as I groaned loudly. Couldn't help it. Then I looked back down to see Haylen looking up at me, her eyes filled with desire and eagerness to please. I couldn't help grin, running my fingers through her red hair, which just made her smile, or as much as she could considering her lips were wrapped around my shaft.

Groaned a couple more times which caused her to remove her mouth for a moment, her hand continuing to stroke me as she grinned. "Enjoying it, Nate?"

"Uh-huh."

"Know I don't do this often, but been thinking about it for a couple of days now."

"Keep going then…"

She did just that, her head soon bobbing up and down rather quickly, and I certainly felt my orgasm approaching. When I felt it getting close, I warned her but she simply looked up and seemed to grin again, and I guess she wasn't that worried this time. I let her keep control, simply stroking the back of her head the entire time, which she appreciated. Warning her I was very close, she simply looked up and waited until I came.

It was one hell of an orgasm, and she seemed rather pleased with herself once I was done, sitting back on her knees with a smile on her face, and a little cum dribbling down her chin. She wiped that off with a finger and sucked it clean.

"Well, I think we definitely both enjoyed that, Nate."

She found herself naked and thrown gently back onto the bed within a couple of minutes so I could return the favour. Normally I would have given her body plenty of attention, but when I pulled away her panties, they were rather wet. And then she told me very plainly what she wanted. My mouth, her pussy, was how she put it.

Within a couple of minutes, she was covering her mouth with one of her hands to cover her loud moans and cries, her body writhing as I wasted no time using all the tricks I could think of to make her cum hard as quickly as possible. And she knew I'd keep going until she asked me to stop. As always, it was a mixture of my mouth and fingers, eventually finding that particular spot that helped her orgasm, letting her know how much I enjoyed her taste, and how much I wanted to fuck her later.

She enjoyed a couple of orgasms, watching her back arch at quite an angle the second time, using both hands to cover her mouth she wanted to cry out so loudly. Realising she needed me to stop, I moved my mouth away, leaving soft kisses back up her body until our eyes met again. A broad grin formed on her face before I was dragged down for one hell of a kiss.

The rest of the night was spent making love. When we stopped to break, generally after we'd both cum, she admitted that finding fellow Brotherhood members had hit her harder than she expected, which was why she needed my company that night back east. I assured her, if she needed that sort of support, if I was around, I'd always be willing to give it. I knew it wasn't easy. I could have gone into everything I'd seen and experienced in Alaska, but it wasn't about me. I listened and simply understood.

Checking the time of my Pip-Boy later, I amused us both when I told her it was getting rather late. As she was busy riding me at that moment, she leaned forward and left a soft kiss on my lips. "I cum again, you cum again, then we sleep," she whispered.

She was snuggling into me again around ten minutes later, giggling away again that she was going to cause herself an injury if she didn't contain her excitement at times. While I might have agreed, seeing the look of pleasure on her face as she bounced up and down on me hard and fast was something I would never tire of seeing, and I let her know that. That earned one of those grins that lit up her face, turning me onto my side so she could spoon back against me.

Danse didn't wake us the next morning, slowly waking up together, Haylen sliding on top of me without a word. Not a bad way to start another day, a beautiful young woman enjoying herself by riding your cock to orgasm. After dressing, we headed out for breakfast. If anyone heard us, they didn't let on, Danse simply joining us as we prepared to leave, wishing us good luck, but also to report in if we found ourselves heading north.

"What will we do once we get to Sanctuary?" she asked.

"I have a few ideas but, for the moment, it's a case of taking stock then we'll decide what to do next. But with what the Minutemen now have at their disposal, what we need to do now is get people trained and ready to fight."