But He Stopped Pt 2

I Don't Mean To Frustrate

The snow around me had melted leaving a weird circular patch of dead grass. My leathers had become somewhat damp from the moisture, making them chafe uncomfortably against my armor. I looked at Rosie again, rolling my eyes and sighing. Not only was she shivering, but a thin layer of snow had begun to accumulate. She wasn't producing enough heat to melt it off anymore and there wasn't more than a light sprinkle of flakes coming down. I cleared my throat, earning a cross glare. She'd been working on screwing in the last parts of a turret for about five minutes now. The screws kept falling out of her shaking hands.

"Dammit." She muttered as another one dropped into the snow. "I am almost done."

"I can help you know." I watched with a raised brow as she searched for the screw in the snow; her fingers were too red and her hands too white.

"I can do it!" She protested, teeth clenched.

I felt eyes on me. I looked back into Sanctuary. Preston was in his house, glaring through the window. I didn't understand why the man hated me so much and I didn't pretend to care. I smiled and flipped him the bird, turning my attention back to Rosie when she cursed. I sighed again, dropping my arms to my sides dramatically.

"I'm going to help clear out the Super carcasses."

She nodded without giving any indication she had actually heard me. "Whatever, Hancock."

I growled, stalking away towards Sturges and MacCready.

"If it isn't my favorite Zombie." Sturges smiled, sweat had stained the band of his beanie a deep grey and he'd shed his heavy jacket and gloves.

MacCready just nodded, focused on the task at hand. A few body parts lay around and I moved to collect them, "What brings all of you here?"

MacCready shrugged, not letting go of the torso he was trying to roll. His face was red from exertion and the cold atmosphere, though I was sure he couldn't feel the temperature anymore. Off in the distance the metal robot, Codsworth, was sawing another body into manageable bits. I chucked the body parts off the cliff side into the river. I knew something would come along and eat whatever was left; be it molerats, mongrels, or Ghouls.

Sturges' whole body strained against the torso MacCready was pushing against. They both had moved it about three feet when I returned.

"We're here because it's safer than out there." Sturges grunted again, moving the body another foot with a monumental shove.

I watched Codsworth putter on by with a chunk of Super mutant in his clawed appendage. I shook my head.

Being outdone by a butler.

I pulled up my sleeves. "Alright pansy asses. Watch a real man work."

MacCready scoffed, stepping back with a mocking bow, "All yours, Hancock. Let's see what you got."

I narrowed my eyes at him, accepting his challenge. I ground my boots into the snow and pushed myself against the body. It slid with relative ease. Sturges gave a holler behind me.

"Hot damn would you look at that?!" He pumped a fist in the air, "Too bad we didn't bet caps! I'd be that much richer MacCready." He elbowed the smaller man.

"Yeah, yeah." MAcCready turned on a heel only to see a small crowd had gathered around us.

I watched the body tumble into the freezing waters and turned back to the group, ready to get the next corpse.

"What's everyone staring at?"

"I don't think anyone knew how strong you were." Rosie was smiling with...