Two hundred years after a nuclear apocalypse devastated the world, Emma Swan escapes Vault 101, a survival shelter designed to protect up to 1,000 humans from the nuclear fallout. She travels the Capital Wasteland to find the parents who abandoned her when she was just a baby. Her singular focus shifts, however, when she sets foot in a small town called Storybrooke, and meets its dazzling Mayor.
This work is part of the #500Challenge, written in such a way that someone who has never played the game will still be able to follow along with the world and its characters. For non-players, this is a post-apocalyptic AU. Fallout 3 enthusiasts will find a lot in this fic that they will specifically recognise. This work is now complete. Thank you for reading!
“How long have you been awake?” Emma asked lightly, popping her head from where she had been hiding it and blinking her eyes open to meet loving brown. She tilted her head into a soft peck on softer lips and smiled when Regina chased her back down, kissing her more firmly. Even with morning breath and a slightly sour taste in her mouth, kissing Regina was lovely, and she savoured the experience. Regina, obviously, also didn’t feel like holding back because of a few minor issues like bed hair and bacteria; not when there was a deadline looming.
“Not long, a few minutes.” Regina answered softly, tracing her nails softly over Emma’s back, and the blonde shivered pleasantly, feeling the need to purr and clamping down on the sound desperately. She was okay with appearing soft, but purring would be absolutely mortifying. “I didn’t want to wake you. You looked so peaceful.”
“I feel peaceful.” Emma answered with a blissful sigh, but turned onto her back, regardless. Gathering her courage and steeling her heart, she met Regina’s eyes. “…which is a problem, of course.”
(Graphic by the amazing after-world-chronicles)