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“You shouldn’t drink too much, scrub...” Nate said to the stranger that sat beside him. He usually wouldn’t care, but Nora had ordered water for them. WATER!
“Darling, are you bullying strangers because I don’t let you drown your sorrows?”
“Possibly...”
“You are ridiculous... but cute so I forgive you” she laughed, shaking her head and now eyes Tristan herself, leaning more on the counter to look past her husband.
“I’m Nora, that’s Nate... who do we have the pleasure with?”
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“Welcome at the castle, the base of the Minutemen!” the man, usually already tall, now even bigger in his power armor greeted the woman.
“I’ll bring you to the General, she is awaiting you. But oh... if you pull anything strange... I won’t keep myself from killing you...”
Laughter sounds from not far away from them, and the woman in the general’s uniform was seen, taking off some gardening gloves and shaking her head.
“Darling, please. You need to stop threatening everyone that enters through the door...” Nora said to her husband and coming to a stop beside him, looking at the woman before them.
“I apologize, he tends to play the bad cop between us... I’m glad you decided to visit! I heard quite a lot about you.
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“We really should ask...”
“No...” Nate stopped her before she could even finish her sentence. There was the masculine pride of never asking for the way. Ever. Even if it’ll kill him he’d not ask...
“Okay if WE don’t then I will!” the redhead replied, green eyes rolling and leading to the tall man’s shoulders slightly slumped. He realized he had lost.
The woman turned to the stranger, sitting on his balcony and appearing that he had no interest in a conversation. Well, bad luck for him.
“Sir, might I ask you for helping us out? We kind of got lost... we are supposed to help a settlement somewhere around here... “
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Waking up Together
Her heart was pounding so loudly it felt like it was right between her ears. Hands kept clawing against the still cold glass, voice still too raspy to scream, to yell. She had fallen asleep again, turned off like a machine right after a horrible crime had happened. Strangers shooting Nate and taking her baby.
The front of the capsule finally opened.
“No, no... this can’t be... Nate... Shaun...” her throat felt dry, and tears were running down her cheeks as she stumbles over to the control field and fumbles on the buttons until Nate’s cage opened too. She hardly felt the needles in her legs and the rest of her body. Being asleep for too long, blood now circulating again.
In the past that just had happened when she had fallen asleep on the couch, draped over Nate. He’d laughed at her jumping through the room, trying to get the feeling to stop faster. And she would have thrown a pillow at him for it, before following the cushion and ending up in his arms again, laughing.
Would they ever laugh again like that? Would he smile at her again?
Panic runs through her, everything moves too slow. Was he still alive?
“Nate... Nate... Nate?” all other words were gone for now as hands reach for her husband. Blood... there was too much blood.
“SHAUN!” the desperate scream of Nate startled her, just as much as the wild look in his eyes. Eyes that for a moment didn’t seem to see her. Didn’t seem to realize that he was bleeding. Eyes of the soldier that had sometimes awaken beside her in bed. And like all those times, looking at her brought her Nate back. Made the war machine melt, and instead, brown eyes filled with endless sadness.
“Nora, Nora I’m... so sorry... I couldn’t protect him, I’m...” it was rare to see him cry, but now he was, shaking, weeping. Begging for her forgiveness and leaning against her. Fingers wrapped in the blue vault suit he wore himself too.
“Sssh, sssh, Love. Baby... it is not your fault.” her fingers stopped tingling only a few moments after she started to run them over his head, over his arms.
“My Heart, you are bleeding... we’ll find Shaun, but first, first we need to get you patched up. Come on. One step after the other, like always.” As she spoke, Nora cupped his face, so he’d look at her instead of hiding his face in her shoulder. And she smiled at him, sadness still in her smile, tears only slowly drying on her own face.
“Ah.... you were always stronger than I...” Nate said quietly, but full of pride and endless love.
Nora & Nate both survived & together there is NOTHING stopping them from getting their baby back!
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So here’s my question: when you lose the most important person to you in the entire world, where is all the love – love you never even knew you were capable of – supposed to go?
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I missed him so painfully. It honestly felt like my heart was tearing in two, as though it were being stretching across the insurmountable distance between us. So I started a diary. At first I thought it was about learning to let go, but I’m beginning to realise that it’s not. Because sometimes you can’t let go ….. and it’s about learning to carry it with you.
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Nora, rumor has it you're actually a synth
Send “Rumour has it...” and a rumour about my muse in my ask!
“Wow... well. I have no proof against it. So I’ll consider it a compliment. People probably simply can’t accept a human being as awesome as I am.”
She is half joking.
Hey Nate, rumor has it you hate dogs
Send “Rumour has it…” and a rumour about my muse in my ask!
Wow, he is… actually offended.
“Who said that?”
(for Nora) HC death
Send me “HC” + a word and I’ll write a headcanon about it.
Nora doesn’t fear death, but neither does she go looking for it.
But she’ll most likely not live for long. After Shaun dies she’ll more and more bury herself in work, overwork herself and probably die on a heart attack, if she is lucky and is not already claimed earlier by some sickness.
She is a hypocrite in that way, she tells others to rest and be careful, but really doesn’t realize when she overworks herself.
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