Part 18 Finding Dogmeat

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I heard a large number of foot step stampeding down the corridor.

'This is just what i need right now' My breath begain to shake.

"(Y/N)! Nick! Ya there!" All my campaigns came running down the hall Maccready at the front as he yelled our names.

"Guys! We're here! I'm kinda in the middle of something can y'all make sure Nick's ok, he's real messed up."

(Y/N) Prov.

"What! Oh my. Misour Valentine can you speak to me, Hancock can you grab an scattered pieces of his frame I'll need to reattach them.." Curie busted out of the crowded hallway to tend to Nick.

'He'll be fine'

The radier strugled to loosen my grib, but i wasn't going to let that happen.

"If it will help pretend they never entered the room." I say looking up at my friends. "Now where is he?" I omit steady breathes with each word. Calming down a bit knowing my friends are here.

She smirked slightly. "The mutts in a small Boiler Room at the end of this passageway."

My eyes narrowed. "Get out of here before i kill you!"

The radier wiggled out of my now loosened grip.  "As you wish." She began to walk out the room with confidence in her stride. There was a loud bang and the women's head exploded into a fountain of blood and chunks of flesh. She fell to the ground covering it in the scarlet lacquer.

"What was that, it's not like you to leave a witness?" Hancock steped out to search the body, back turned to me as he spoke.

"Well, you're a junkie so." I retorted

"That has nothing to do with what i just said, it's clear to me you're trying to change the subject." Hancock looked up at me wiping the blood off his hands with his coat.

"Is (Y/N) ok?" Nick's voice had a slight static to it.

I ran over to his side. "Me? You're the one that could pass for a slab of swiss cheese." I rubed my temple trying not to show my anyonce with the robtic detective.

"Ha ha, that bad huh? Nick eyes looked over his fully covered hand and back to me.

I sighed turning to look at Curie. "Is he as bad as looks?" My voiced softened with these words.

"Do not worry, i may not have what is needed to fix him completely but he but he can still walk."

"Sorry (Y/N), but ya can't off me that easily." He smirked using a filing cabinet as support to get up off the ground.

I rolled my eyes at the comment. "Come on everyone ya heard the dead women, Dogmeats in the bolier room."

The room was warmer then normal, pipes and nobs engulfing the walls.

"Dogmeat..... Are you in here." My voice was low, i don't really know why. Almost seconds after my call i could hear a weak bark. I turned the corner to see my little hound laying on the ground chained to a piller. "Oh pooch you ok.?" I tugged on his chains. He muttered a low wimper in response.

"Here this should work." Preston handed me a pair of bolt cutters, gesturing towards the chains that bound Dogmeat.

"Thanks." And with a clink the chain was broken. Dogmeat tackled me covering my face in slober. "Down boy, i missed you to. I laughed"

"Glad to see you're alright bucko." Deacon came over and scratched the dog behide his ears.

Dogmeat replied with a soft sigh, and then scampered around the group of friends barking and tugging on people's clothes. The sight of it gave a small smile to my lips.

Deacon walked over playfully punching my shoulder. "Glad to see you're happy, it's been awhile since I've seen you smile." I could sense the concern in his voice, though his face told a different story.

"Well to be fair the waste lands a ruthless place, most people ain't beaming with happiness." I shrugged. I looked out in front of me. Dogmeat had some how ceased Nick's hat and was running around the room with it, Nick stumbling after him.

"Still ya shouldn't let it keep you down, ya know." Deacon suggested

I chuckled "Ya i guess you're right about that."
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Hi Y'all heres the next part had a bit of a hard time figuring out how to set it up but did like the last bit so oh well any who hope y'all liked it next is the Christmas special bye friendsssssss!!!!!!!

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