4 comments/ 36707 views/ 10 favorites Rescuing Daddy Dearest By: Elenia26 Dear Readers: This story is indeed, based on Fallout 3 - to the point where if you haven't played the game, parts of the story may be incomprehensible. Still, you are welcome to jump to the end and just enjoy the sex part. -Elenia *********************** ************************** I blinked, coming to. I was back in Vault 112, and the lid of the Tranquility Dome was opening. Across the room, I could see another Dome lid opening as well. It was the one with my father in it! This thing couldn't open soon enough, I thought. My dad... I hadn't seen him since that catastrophic morning when I woke up in my bed in Vault 101, with Daddy gone, and the Overseer gunning for me. I still remembered the terror of having to fight my way out. On the other side, I saw my dad sitting up and blinking. The Tranquility Dome, someone else's version of a Vault, worked in this way - you hooked yourself up to these machines and instead of having to live in a boring old vault after the bombs fell you got to live in a pleasing fiction of your choice. I suppose it might have been nice, but my dad had raised me to be fiercely independent and while life in Vault 101 was certainly no paradise, I vastly preferred having my own choices and living in the real world. Of course that didn't even count the small matter of my dad, who had actually gotten stuck in it! Thank goodness I had disobeyed his orders and come looking for him, otherwise he might have been here forever. After all, the Tranquility Domes provided intravenous injections for nourishment so he might have been there a long, long time. Finally the Dome opened up fully and I jumped out. I raced over to Daddy, who looked genuinely shocked to see me. "Honey? What on earth are you doing here? I'm so happy to see you!" "Daddy!" I squealed, and jumped into his arms. I mean literally jumped, as in my arms were around his neck and my legs ended up around his waist. Daddy was strong though, and easily caught me - I was a tiny girl and weighed maybe 100 pounds soaking wet. I hugged him tight to me and laid my head on his shoulder. Without hesitation his big arms tightened around me, and for a few moments, all was well. It didn't matter that the bombs had dropped, or that Daddy had lied to me about him being born in the Vault, or even about me being born in the Vault. I had my Daddy, and all was well. I did notice, however, that Daddy was thin and I could feel his ribs. He hadn't been eating much, and that intravenous line didn't really do much for you, after all. After a minute, he let me down gently and I stood, my arms still around him, smiling up into his face. "Sweetheart, I'm so glad to see you," he smiled down at me. "I'm sure you have lots of questions why I left you there in the Vault without even an explanation..." I covered his mouth with my hand. "Not entirely, Daddy. You see, I went to Project Purity." His eyes widened. "I found your holotapes. That's how I found you." "You went to my old research lab? You have been busy, my dear." He looked around at the stark, empty vault, with nothing left in it but two or three of the robiot guardians, protecting us, I guess. "I want to know everything you've been doing. Is there a place we can talk?" "Actually, yes, Daddy. I have a home, now. I live in Megaton." He looked at me curiously, a slight smile on his face. "Now I'm even more intrigued. And I see a shotgun slung over your shoulder, too. Do you mean to tell me you walked here?" "I did, Daddy." "But the Wastes are dangerous." "Yes, they are, and I've been learning to deal with them, but not alone. Come here, boy!" And I whistled. My constant companion, my beloved dog, came bounding up to me from where he had no doubt been searching for something to eat. I'd found him in a stockyard, fending off a pack of Raiders. Instead of attacking me like most feral dogs did, he whined and begged to be petted. I fed him some scraps and ever since then he had been my faithful companion. "Daddy, meet Dog. Dog, meet Daddy." "Dog?" Daddy smiled, and petted my dog. Dog seemed to know he was friendly and wagged his tail and barked his customary single bark. "Yes - I just started calling him that, and he seems to like it." I took his hand. "Come on, Daddy. Dog and I can take you home. We know the way." He smiled at me, fond and amused, and followed me out. We made our way back out of the vault. Vault 112 was underneath a garage, and as we entered it, I pressed the button to slide the huge Vault door shut. I knew nothing was coming out, but I still didn't like that huge yawning door at my back. We went up the steps, still hand in hand, and came to the garage part of the building. "Wait here, Daddy," I said, and I cautiously peeked out the door. It was getting dark. I turned to Dad. "I think we should camp out here until morning, Dad. I have a bedroll, and we can hotbunk it - one of us is going to have to be on watch, anyway, though Dog will wake us up in the morning." He was shaking his head in some amazement. "My little girl is all grown up, isn't she? When I left you in the Vault, I never expected this." I smiled. "Thanks, Dad, but I had to grow up pretty quickly. Well, let's see if we can't make a little camp here." Behind the counter seemed like the best bet for the bedroll, so I opened it up there. I put down my backpack and dug around in it and pulled out a lantern. "Can I help, honey? I'm sorry that I don't have much on me." "I saw those robots cleaning up. Whatever you had that's not on your person, they usually get rid of in 24 hours." I fished out my precious lighter. "Here you go, Daddy. Just be careful and don't waste the fuel, they're hard to get these days." He smiled. "Will do, darling." "Then...I have a little camp stove that runs off propane. And some rad-free food that I can cook up." It wasn't impossible to find radiation-free food nowadays; some people still made it, but you had to go the extra mile and find the right merchants. "I can hook up the stove if you like," Daddy said. "I'd like that, Daddy." While he did that, I fished out the extra blankets I had. I figured Dog would keep watch at least part of the night, and I figured we'd have to share the bed at some point. Thankfully I had acquired some of the ultra-light but extra-warm ones. Daddy had the propane stove all hooked up and lit. "Where's the food, sweetheart?" "Right here, Daddy. I have some hot dogs and insta-soup, nothing spectacular, but it would fill us up and back at home I'll cook a proper meal for us." "You know how to cook?" he asked, genuinely surprised. I shrugged, embarrassed. "Not great, but I can get by." "Still, I'm amazed. I never taught you that." He was busy lightly frying the hot dogs and I suddenly flew over to him and hugged him, tightly, from behind. "Oh, Daddy. I know why you went, and I'm not mad at you, but I missed you so badly." He wrapped his arms around mine. "I missed you, too, sweetheart. And I'm sorry I had to go. I'm glad you came after me, though." We stayed like that for a moment and then I let him go back to it. I took out one of the mines from my belt. "Daddy, I'll be right back. Dog and I are going to go outside and just make sure that we'll know if anyone tries to sneak up on us." He did a double-take. "Mines, too! Well, just be careful sweetheart - I will worry about you. Do you want me to come with you?" "Do you know anything about mines, Daddy?" "Your dad wasn't born yesterday, you know. I have a little knowledge. But if you'd prefer, I can stay here and cook us dinner." I smiled and kissed his cheek. "No, my dad wasn't born yesterday. He's the smartest guy I know." I hesitated, and then put my hand on his shoulder. "Daddy?" "Yes, darling," he said, putting his hand over mine fondly. "When we get a chance, can we talk about Project Purity?" Project Purity was Daddy's pet dream. The one he had left me for, the one that Mom had dreamed of, was called Project Purity. It was no more and no less than the idea of pure water for everyone. I had read lots of Daddy's notes and thought it was very feasible. "I was worried there for a second, with that serious look on your face. Of course, darling - anything you want. I'd love to tell you about it...if you're interested." For the first time in my life my Daddy looked a little unsure. I smiled. "Of course. I love you, Daddy." "And I you. Now go on so you can come back inside and Daddy can quit worrying!" Dog and I carefully slipped outside of the building. I took the shotgun just in case. No one was around, so it was the work of a few minutes to set up a few landmines around the area. If it didn't kill whoever was approaching outright, it would certainly alert Daddy and I, and even if for some reason we did not wake up, it was guaranteed to wake Dog. I came back in. "All set, Daddy. Just don't go running out there in the morning without one of us disarming them first." "Great. Dinner's all ready, so why don't you come over and sit with me and let's eat? Then you can tell me how you found me. I'm dying of curiosity." We sat together behind the counter and I heaped the food into two bowls. "Daddy, I don't normally drink too much, but you look like you could use some." I took a bottle of whiskey out of my bag and handed it over. It had already been opened. It was a screw top bottle, nothing special. He glanced at it, amused, before opening it and taking a swig. "You carry this around with you?" I nodded. "I grabbed some from the Vault before I left. Sometimes I need it." "My little girl, drinking!" "Oh, Daddy." I rolled my eyes. "It's useful sometimes." Daddy looked somber then. "I know, sweetie. It's a rough world out there, isn't it?" he said, caressing my face tenderly. "It's all right, Daddy," I said. "I get by." "I know you can, child, but it's Daddy's job to worry, OK?" Just then Dog pressed his cold nose into my arm. I jumped. "Oof!" I laughed. "What is it?" "It's Dog. He's telling me it's time to eat, and he wants his dinner." I pulled out a can of dog food that I had unearthed from one of the sites I'd scavenged, and dumped it into a bowl for him. On top of it I sliced up one of the sausages. "There you go, boy," I said, and hugged him. He barked, once, and fell to, as did we. After dinner, I scraped out the pot and the bowls with a little sand and some of the irradiated water, and then put them away. I put the fire out so we were lit only by the dim lantern. I don't know if it was an after-effect of the radiation, but it never really got too cold anymore. I came over and sat by my Daddy in the blankets. He tucked me in and then put his arm around me. "So tell me. What happened after I left you in the Vault?" I took a deep breath. "Well. It's a long story, Daddy. Are you ready?" He nodded. "The morning after you left, I woke up to Amata shaking me. You remember Amata?" Daddy. knew Amata was a girl my age and my only friend in the Vault. "It took me a while to figure out what she was saying at first; she was so hysterical, but eventually I got that you had left in the middle of the night and no one knew where you were. And that the Overseer was going ballistic and interrogating everyone he could get his hands on." I sighed."And that he wanted to know where the hell I was and what I was doing. "Amata thought I should leave the Vault. I agreed but I decided immediately I was coming after you, Daddy. I didn't care what anyone said. Amata offered me a gun she had stolen from the Armory, and... I took it. I mean after all you and I had enough hours with the BB gun, down there in the tunnels, so I figured I could fire a real gun. I took what I could from our room and grabbed Mother's picture, and hightailed it out of there. "The alarms were going off. Apparently there was a Radroach infestation. Ahead of me I saw Deputy Johnston kill a couple, but he was overwhelmed by the rest. Robby was fighting them, and I joined him, as they were between me and the door." Robby was our resident robot in the Vault. Radroaches were enormous mutated roaches. "I killed them, and got past them. All of the other guards seemed to be busy, and so I managed to sneak past into the second level of the Vaults." I hesitated. "Daddy, you won't be mad at me, will you? I had to do some things I'm not proud of. And that's not even counting the things that I know are going to make you mad." He had been listening with rapt attention and darkened eyes. He hugged me again. "Darling, I of all people know what the Wastes are like, and what they can do to a person. As long as you stay your own sweet self, you do what you have to." I smiled and hugged him back, then continued. "Daddy, I ended up having to fight my way out, at least to the top floor. I didn't want to, but the guards were not listening to me, and between me and the radroaches, they were totally panicked." I swallowed. "Surprisingly, it was easier than I thought. They were shooting at me, after all. It wasn't like I was sneaking up behind them.] Only Deputy Ashley let me go without stopping me. He told me he would look the other way. I don't know what happened to him. "On the top floor, I stopped by your office. It'd been ransacked. They'd tore it apart. I went through your computer and downloaded everything you had in hope of tracing you... not much, but I know why you didn't leave more - you didn't want the Overseer to go through it and find it. I took down the Bible verse that covers your safe, the one Mother loved so much, and I opened the wall safe behind it. Here..." I reached into my blouse and pulled out the cord I always wore around my neck. On the end of it was my Mother's wedding ring, the only thing Dad had of hers. It wasn't much, just a plain steel ring, on which Dad had engraved their names, but I knew Dad treasured it. I removed it and handed it over. Dad took it hesitantly and almost reverently, "I thought I'd left this behind forever but I... hoped you'd find it, and keep it." I smiled softly. "I did, Daddy, I kept it for you." "Thank you darling. Go on." "So, where was I? The safe. Right. There was some money, so I took it all. That was all that was in there, so I removed the verse from its frame and took that, too. I continued up the hall and headed for your labs. Both rooms had already been searched thoroughly, but it was what I found in the second room that shocked me." I caught my breath and suddenly hugged him. "Daddy, they murdered Jonas!" "What?" He looked down at me in shock. "They did!" I bit my lip. "He was dead, on the floor. I ... didn't really know what to do, to be honest. I knelt by him, but he'd been dead for at least half an hour or so, his body was still warm. I searched through his pockets and I'm glad I did ... Daddy, I found the holotape you left for me. The note about having to leave. About me being safe in the Vault." "I'm so sorry, honey. I never dreamed any of this would happen." I shook my head. "Don't be sorry, Daddy, it's not your fault. It was the Overseer. He went berserk. He couldn't stand to have anyone buck his authority. I kissed Jonas on the forehead and told him I was sorry and continued down the hall towards the Overseer's office. I heard shouting. As I came around the corner, I had a good view into the office and I stopped to peer in. Daddy, the Overseer was there, with Robbins, and Robbins was holding a gun to Amata! The Overseer was questioning Amata - about me, about you. Where you had gone. Where I was." Amata was the Overseer's daughter. "But Amata is..." "Yes, Daddy, he was threatening her. I couldn't just stand by. I opened the door, and when Robbins started to turn, I shot him, once. It hit him in the arm, and he dropped the gun and screamed like a girl, and ran for the clinic." I shrugged. "The Overseer turned to me," I continued, "and I turned the gun on him. Now before you worry, Daddy, i didn't kill him. I just threatened him a bit. Amata ran crying out of the room. I demanded the Overseer's password to his computer, and his keys to his private office. He didn't want to give them to me, but I had the gun, plus I told him all I wanted to do was leave and find you. He grudgingly agreed to that, and I locked him in the back room and walked out. "I stopped by Amata, who was crying in her room. I tried to convince her to come with me, but she wouldn't. She shooed me out, instead.' I took a gulp of the whiskey, and realized my dad was gently rubbing my back. I had gotten lost in the retelling and it was very late now. I was enjoying Daddy's ministrations and didn't want to stop. "Just a little more, at least to getting out of the Vault, daddy. I'll tell you the rest later. Anyway. I let myself into the Overseer's office. First I went to his terminal. I unlocked the Vault exit, and then I picked through his files. Daddy, he had news of the surrounding Wasteland. He said no one ever went out there! But he had maps and information and it wasn't irradiated like he always said." I was getting into my stride with my story but also feeling very tired. "The most interesting thing was a nearby town called Megaton. A town, right outside the vault, only maybe an hour's walk from our Vault. I downloaded the schematics, and then I went down the stairs and arrived at the Vault door. I opened up the outer door, walked down the hallway, and next thing I knew, I was in the Wastelands. They locked the door behind me, and, with no choice, I hiked to Megaton. It was eerily quiet. Nothing attacked me. And I made it there. They welcomed me, and I started paying to stay at the Common Room until they ended up giving me a house." "That is some story, darling. I am so sorry to hear you had to go through all of that." Daddy looked genuinely penitent, and anyway I hadn't been angry with him for a long time. He was all I had in this world. "Daddy, don't be sad. It was time to go anyway." I yawned. "That was just the story of how you got out of the Vault, love! I haven't even heard the story of how you came to find me. But you look tired. Why don't you wait, and tell me that when we are back in Megaton?" "Sure, Daddy. I can take the watch first, if you like? Although no one's getting in easily." He shook his head. "You've done so much, darling. Why don't you sleep, and I'll guard? I'll wake you when it's your time." He held his arms out to me, and I went to him and lay down with my head in his lap, the way we used to back, back in the Vault, when I couldn't sleep. "You've been growing this out, I see," he said, stroking my hair. I nodded. "I just haven't had time to have anyone cut it, and besides, I started liking it long." "It suits you. Now, sleep, darling." And I did, safe with my Daddy. *** Daddy awoke me after some hours had gone by. I awoke quickly, lifting my head up. I checked my Pip-Boy - the time was 2am. "I'm sorry, honey, I just can't stay awake any longer. I need to get a little sleep." "Sure, Daddy, You could have woken me earlier. Anyway, I'll watch for a few hours, and then Dog will watch for the rest." He smiled, kissed the top of my head, and laid down himself. He was asleep quickly. It was obvious Daddy was exhausted. I smoothed the hair back from his face and stroked his cheek. I watched until around 5am and then gently nudged Dog, who lifted his head off his paws to look at me. As was his wont, he was sleeping behind the counter, at my feet, blocking anyone from getting to me. "Dog, it's your turn to watch for a while. Be a good boy, all right?" He barked, his one single bark, and laid his head down again - but with watchful, open eyes. Rescuing Daddy Dearest I laid down next to Daddy, squeezing in the small space. He instinctively moved to make room for me, and, when I snuggled up close to him for warmth, he put his arm around me. I fell asleep like this, in the protective circle of my Dad's arms. When I awoke, it was just a few hours later. I was wrapped in Daddy's arms, my back pressed against his front. Judging from his breathing, he was still sound asleep. As I nestled closer in his arms I realized ... Daddy had an erection. It was pressed firmly against my bottom. I wasn't so innocent that I didn't know these things happened with men, especially in their sleep, but I was surprised, to say the least. But upon thinking about it, I knew it was a long time since Daddy had had a girlfriend. He had loved Mom so much that I didn't remember there being another woman through most of my life. When I was around seventeen or so, one of the other scientists had taken a shine to Daddy. I didn't know if anything had come of it, and they had had two years before Daddy left the Vault, so perhaps something had. But I didn't know for sure. I suppose I should have moved away or been offended. Truth be told, I liked it. I hadn't had sex with anyone until I came out of the Vault, but at nineteen, I was certainly old enough. And there had been two separate people, in Megaton, and it had been enjoyable all around. So it wasn't like I was new at this. But those had been out of curiosity, and lust, and maybe a little friendship. Daddy loved me greatly, and instead of pulling away I snuggled closer and enjoyed the feeling of him pressing hard against my bum. We lay together for some time until I heard him stirring. He came awake the way he used to, and the way I had learned to, one second he was in a deep sleep, the next awake. I almost felt him register how we were sleeping, and what was pressing against me, and I felt his body stiffen, and then he withdrew and sat up. I wasn't surprised, but I missed him, and didn't know how to tell him, not only did I not mind, I rather liked it. He looked down into my face, and I turned and grinned at him happily. "Morning, Daddy!" I sat up also and gave him a hug and I saw instant relief come onto his face. I could almost see his thoughts....she didn't notice. "Good morning, sweetie. Did you sleep well?" I nodded. "We should head back to Megaton. I don't have an extra toothbrush, Daddy, but you can borrow mine - and I have some toothpaste even. Found it in one of the ruined buildings around here. I'm sure you could use a bath, I've got facilities back in Megaton." I dug out the supplies. We cleaned ourselves up, and then Daddy made breakfast while I went out and cautiously dismantled the mines. We were ready to leave very soon. I suited up in my armor. "Daddy, I know you can shoot - do you want to take the 10mm or the shotgun? Or I have this fun little toy ..." and I withdrew a laser pistol I kept with me as an emergency backup. You did not want to get stuck out here without a gun. He broke into a grin. "I actually think you might be better at the shotgun than me. I'll take the 10mm. But where did you find the laser pistol?" "Took it off some Raiders that decided they weren't going to take 'no' for an answer." Daddy looked troubled, and I said, "It's the way of life, out here, Daddy, you know it better than I do. Don't worry about it - they were just a bunch of thugs anyway." "Don't I know it, honey. I was never much of a fighter; I admit - I know enough to get by. Well. I'm ready if you are." He took the pistol and the spare ammo, and I gave him my holster, too. I petted Dog, and we headed out. It was only only about a six-hour walk to Megaton, so I had every confidence of making it there safely. (I say only because these days transportation other than one's own feet was nonexistent and most trips were farther). Especially since I had just traversed this place yesterday, and I doubted anyone had moved back in so quickly. And sure enough, we made it only with one small incident with one of the Giant Mole Rats thinking Daddy would make a nice snack. Dog ran attacked it but before he or Daddy could get it, I had blasted it with the shotgun. I smiled at Daddy. "Lots of people carry assault rifles or the like out here, but I really like this shotgun. It means I have to get in close, but my aim is better close up anyway." He laughed. "You know, your mother was a fair hand at the shotgun herself, though she much preferred to carry a pistol." "Really? I thought Mom was a scientist." "She was, honey, but you know how it is out here --everybody has to know how to shoot." I smiled at him softly. "What is it, darling?" "I love to hear you talk about Mom. Dad, how did Mom die?" He stopped and took my hands. "I'll tell you everything in detail back at your home, but listen to me - I may have lied to you about lots of things, but I never lied about your mother. She died in childbirth. She was so looking forward to you. She named you, you know." "I know, Daddy. You said." I kissed his cheek. "After her mother. But you're right, let's head on home. Oh, and Daddy?" "Yes, darling?" "It's not just my home anymore. It's yours, too, for as long as you want it." He smiled. "Thank you, dearest. Won't I cramp your style, though?" I rolled my eyes. "Daddy!" And on we continued. When we entered the gates of Megaton it was getting on towards evening and I never felt more proud than to show Daddy the city I was living in. He'd been to Megaton, I know - I'd gotten the first glimpses of a trail when I came here. But it was different now as the residents greeted me by name, affectionately. "How did you get a home here, anyway?" I pointed. "Oh, I helped them out during several raids, and always try to be here when someone tries to attack. Then, I ferreted out a spy and reported him to Lucas." "Lucas Simms is still sheriff?" "Sure is, Daddy. Come on. My house is on the upper level." Dog and I leapt over the barriers as was our custom, and smiled ruefully as Daddy walked around. "I'm not as young as you are, honey." "Sorry, Daddy, I forgot." I took him up the steps and past my little porch - just a metal plate really, suspended over other railings - to my front door. I looked at him, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open. "Come on in, Daddy." And I took his hand and lead him in. Inside, I stood aside and let him look around. I saw his eyes go from the somewhat repaired couch and armchair I had (with hired help!) dragged in from the Wastes, to the shelf that stood full of prepackaged foods I'd scavenged, to the posters I'd unearthed and hung on the wall. Prominently displayed was the Bible verse I had taken from home: I am the Alpha and the Omega To him who is thirsty I will give to drink without cost From the spring of the water of life In a frame I had scrounged. Also on the side shelf were several baseballs --seventeen in fact, I knew how many by heart - and a baseball bat. I had picked them up when I entered the Arlington Public Library and found upstairs a bunch of Raiders using a baseball-throwing machine as an early warning device. Dad saw these, and grinned. "Are you collecting them?" I shrugged sheepishly. "I liked them. I thought they might look nice on my shelf. Do you want one?" He put his arm around me and kissed my forehead. "Oh, honey. Sometimes I wish so much ... but never you mind. I think it looks lovely." "There are two floors, Daddy. And I even have an extra bed. Let me show you." Still holding his hand, we went upstairs and I showed him my bedroom, which contained, other than the bed, a desk and a filing cabinet I used as a dresser. "How did you get all this furniture in here, honey?" "Mostly I paid people to help me, Daddy. I'd find the furniture somewhere and then I'd hire one of the people in Megaton to bring it back with us. But you can have the other room. There are shelves and stuff you can put your stuff down in, and a bed. I mean..." I hesitated and turned to him. "You're going to stay with me at least a little while, right Daddy? I know you want to get back to working on Project Purity, but...let's just say I have some ideas in that direction and want to help. But you look skinny and tired and I think you could use a month or two of rest." He looked unsure, but smiled. "For now, yes, darling. I can't help it -- after all these years, it itches at me." I smiled. "And you'll have your daughter's help one hundred percent, Daddy. But first -- food and rest! You need a bath." He laughed out loud at that. "That I do, honey. I know where the common bathrooms are." "Yes, unfortunately the one thing I don't have in here is a bathroom." I helped him put his stuff down. "Daddy, you don't have anything, do you? Well, hold on." I brought him a towel. "Why don't I take you down to the baths, and then I'll go and buy you some fresh clothes from Craterside's, and maybe a robe, too?" He looked concerned. "Honey, you don't have to spend your hard-earned money on me." I looked up at him and put my hand on his cheek. "Daddy. Who else am I going to spend money on?" Daddy looked at me curiously. "No one special in your life, honey?" I smiled at him. "And if there were, Daddy?" "I'd be happy for you, of course." "Heh. To be honest, I just haven't had time, and no one else does, either. Everyone's trying to survive." "Aw, honey, I'm sorry." He hugged me, and for a moment I just basked in Daddy's love, in his affection. I'd almost forgotten what hugs felt like. I kissed his cheek as I withdrew and made a face. "Daddy, I'll find a blade for you too. You need a shave." He ruefully rubbed his chin. "That I do, darling." I showed him where the bathrooms were and went off to go find Moira at Craterside. She was always genuinely happy to see me, and today was no exception. I went through her things and found a few things for Daddy. Moira actually had a plain cotton-ish robe, and I bought some practical clothes and nightclothes for Daddy. Heading back across town, I put most of the clothes back in the house, then went over to the men's bathroom. I walked in without any self-consciousness, no one here really cared. It didn't matter anyway because Daddy was the only one in there at the moment. "Daddy?" I could see his head and shoulders over the top of the stall door, and his legs at the bottom. Showers here weren't exactly high-class. "Yes, honey?" "I brought you lots of stuff. Here's a robe, and you have your towel. And, I even found a razor." His face softened. "I hope it didn't cost too much, sweetie." "Don't worry about it, Daddy." I returned home and started making what I could -- everything had to be made from scratch, and from poor materials at that -- and when Daddy came in, it was ready. I told him to sit down, and soon enough brought out what we had, along with a small store of my purified water. "Drink up, Daddy. And enjoy." We ate and drank quietly. I switched on the radio -- there were few radio stations around the area that still played. Usually, local groups that had set up their own stations. After dinner, I brought Daddy out his nightclothes. "She didn't have much, but I did manage to score you a t-shirt and a pair pf pajamas. I hope that works, Daddy." "It's just fine, sweetie." He yawned. "I want to hear the rest of the story about how you found me, but is it all right if it waits until tomorrow?" "Of course, Daddy. There's no hurry." We went upstairs, hand in hand, to his room, which was next to mine. I had already lined the bed with blankets and pillows, so I thought he should be comfortable. Daddy smiled at the bed. "It will be nice to sleep in a real bed again." "I'm so glad, Daddy. Get some rest. Good night." I kissed him on the cheek and turned to go to my room, but he caught my hand and drew me back into an embrace. He held me tightly, and softly, into my ear, he whispered, "Thank you again, sweetheart, for coming to get me. I just don't know what I would have done." He went to kiss my cheek, but I turned my head at the last moment by accident, and his kiss landed just by my ear. It felt ... strangely pleasant. "I love you, Daddy." I reached up and kissed him on the lips, a chaste kiss like the hundreds I had given him all my life. His mouth was warm and dry, just like it had always been...but there was something different between us. Almost a spark. "I love you too, doll." I went into my bedroom. I left the door open, as did Daddy, and I heard the comfortable noises of him getting into bed. Dog climbed into bed with me as he always did, and I fell asleep quickly. I woke in the middle of the night, convinced I had dreamt finding my dad and the whole thing was unreal. I couldn't bear to think so, so I got up quietly and padded into the next room. Dog's tail thumped a few times on the bed, but he was sleeping pretty soundly. No, it was no dream. Just the sight of Daddy lying there, all wrapped up in the blankets, reassured me greatly. I went over and sat on the edge of his bed, gazing down at him. I ran my fingers lightly through his hair. Even his hair felt uncommonly dry, and I knew only care and love would help nurse him back to his health. Suddenly I felt cold and lonely, and I lifted the blankets and crept under them. I turned my back to Daddy and snuggled up really close, feeling his warmth. He murmured a bit, and turned to me, putting his arm around me, and his face in my hair. I snuggled right against him, hip-to-hip, back-to-back, his knees tucked inside of mine. A fleeting thought came to me -- had he slept with Mom like this, back when she was alive? But it didn't stay long and was soon replaced by sleep. I awoke first again. Daddy must have been tired; he was always an early riser. It wasn't as though I planned my days to any schedule, but I didn't like traveling at night, or, worse yet, getting stranded in the Wastelands at night, so I tried to make a habit of rising early. Not today, though. I was wearing a shirt that just reached my midriff and a pair of shorts -- it was my customary sleeping attire. I gradually became aware that there was a warm hand pressing directly against my belly. Daddy's hand was under my shirt. My arm was looped tightly over it, and my hand was under my shirt, too, pressing against his much larger hand. And I felt his erection pressing against me. I couldn't help it, the curiosity over came me, and I kind of wriggled against him, curious. Daddy's entire length was pressed against me, and as I moved, I heard him murmur softly, and to my surprise, he ground it against me a little. Even more surprising to me was the fact that I kind of liked it. I knew I idolized my dad - what girl wouldn't, in my situation? But I never expected this. I lay, warm and safe, while he gently rubbed up against me in his sleep, and I felt myself begin to grow a little moist between the legs. I felt his hand move, slightly, on my belly, and I shut my eyes and waited to see what would happen, breathlessly. Nothing did, however, but I was beginning to squirm a little. Just then, I heard Dog bark, once, in the other room, and Daddy awoke with a start. Again I felt him assessing the situation and he started to pull away. This time, however, I made a little noise of protest and gripped his hand, preventing him from moving. "Darling?" I heard his voice softly. I kept my eyes shut. "Sweetheart, are you awake?" I opened one eye, and then turned my head just enough to see him looking at me with some concern. "Honey, I'm sorry to wake you. Maybe...maybe I should move." He spoke very softly, and sounded surprisingly uncertain. "Daddy, I'm warm and comfortable. Can't we just wait a bit?" He hesitated. "Are you sure?" I nodded, pouting slightly. He seemed to consider. "All right, then. If you want to." And I turned back in answer, and cuddled up with him again, placing my hand back over his. "Mmm....this is so comfortable, daddy." I knew he had to be aware of his hardness, pressed against me - what man wouldn't be? But I wriggled my bottom against him again, snuggling even closer. I felt his erection slip into the hollow between my butt cheeks and I bit back a shiver. He tried to pull away but he immediately hit the wall - these were not big beds - and I just followed him. He seemed to understand then that I didn't mind, and moved his other arm to pillow my head. We lay there for several minutes. I found myself thinking. There wasn't a man in the Wastes who could measure up to my Daddy. Not one. And I loved him so much it hurt. And...well, I know it sounds weird...but I was kind of in love with him, as well. I knew Daddy would never dream of such a thing. He had raised me from a baby, after all. But there wasn't anyone else I wanted in my life. And I had gone across the Wastes only for Daddy. I'd always thought of my father as gorgeous, and sexy - he was the ruler I measured all men with, and they all came up short. And I had to admit, as I came of age, I had even thought about my dad as a sex object occasionally. I determined then and there that I would win my Daddy. I never wanted to make him forget my mother, but I knew how lonely Daddy had been all of these years. I knew he would think it was wrong, but I would make him love me. Daddy was only 42, after all - nowhere near old - and I was nineteen, and they were good ages, I thought. Thinking all this, I soon fell back asleep. I was awoken again by a kiss on the back of the head. "I have to admit, sweetheart, this is kind of nice." I turned fully in his arms, and lay facing him, and smiled. "I missed you so much, Daddy." I looped my arm around his neck and kissed him on the mouth again. He stroked my hair. "What's on the agenda for today, baby?" "Only thing on the agenda is taking care of Daddy. And on that note, I should get started. Daddy, how does breakfast in bed sound to you?" "You don't have to do that, darling-" "Shh." I put my fingers over his lips. "Let me take care of you. I've only got one Daddy, after all." I rolled out of bed and padded off downstairs. Dog jumped up and followed me from my room. Soon enough, I brought up some cereal and milk made from powder to Daddy's room. He was sitting up, and I brought the food over and set it between us. "Yummy Sugar Bombs, Daddy - sorry, breakfast isn't much around here." We ate, in companionable silence. After breakfast, I took the dishes away and put them on the floor outside the room, and laughed as Dog began licking the insides. I would wash them later, but for now I mock scolded him. "You had your breakfast!" He ignored me, of course. "Daddy, I do have enough water to brush our teeth and stuff, and then if you like, I can tell you the rest of the story." "I'd love that, sweetie." We washed and cleaned our teeth and then by unspoken arrangement came to my room. "I didn't really get a chance to look at this last night," he said. "Of course, Daddy. Come on in." I first of all picked up the framed Bible verse and handed it to him. "For your room, Daddy." He looked at it a long moment, considering, then handed it back. "You keep it, sweetheart. I know it by heart, after all." I smiled. "You loved Mom very much, Dad." Not a question, just a statement of fact. He ruffled my hair fondly. "Of course, but you're my best girl now." "Oh, that reminds me, Daddy." And I picked up the lovingly cared-for photo of my mother, the one of only two we had. "You keep this one, then, Daddy. I have this other one of you two together." He smiled fondly at his wife. "I will do that then, sweetheart. I'll be right back." He went next door, and I heard him setting down the picture. He came right back. Rescuing Daddy Dearest "The only other thing I have is this," I said, gesturing to the old file cabinet I used for a dresser. "I'm still hoping to find an old dresser, even metal. I keep checking Rivet City." "You've been there?" I laughed. "Sit down, Daddy, and I'll tell you everything from the start." He did so, and I followed him and impulsively sat right in his lap. "OOF! he said, "Aren't you getting a bit big for this?" "I hope never, Daddy." I tucked up my legs and put my arm around his neck and leaned against his chest and just sighed. "Pull the blanket over, Daddy - I'm cold." He did so, tucking it around both of us. I impulsively gave him one more kiss on the mouth. I couldn't help it. It felt so good. "All right, Daddy. Well. I got up to moving in here, right? Well, I started asking around immediately, of course. Lucas told me you had indeed gone through town, and you were heading for the GNR building in the ruins of DC. Well, I was beginning to learn how tough the Wastelands were so I couldn't go after you immediately. I started doing little odd jobs around town to earn caps. "Eventually I got to the point where I felt safe enough to go after you. I heard of a way to get to GNR stations through the Metro, so I did so - ran into some feral ghouls." Daddy made a face, and I added, "They actually weren't that bad. Horrifying, and scary, but they were so clearly not human anymore that it didn't bother me." Ghouls were people who had had excessive amounts of radiation poisoning and survived. The feral ones were the ones that had lost their mind. "The tunnels were not great, but as soon as I came out the other side, I ran into some Brotherhood of Steel fighters. They agreed to let me come along, as long as I helped them, fight. Together we fought our way to GNR station. Inside there, I met Three Dog." Three Dog was the DJ of GNR Radio, and as far as I knew, the only radio station still active that told the unadulterated truth. "He immediately 'fessed up that he knew where you were, but he wouldn't tell me right away and instead asked me to do a task for him." I noticed that at some point Daddy's hand had slipped inside my shirt and was now stroking my bare back. It felt so nice ... like when I couldn't sleep when I was a child and he would sit with me and rub my back until I fell asleep. And ... it felt like something else, too. "I wish he had just told you directly," Daddy said. "I did too, but I ended up not minding. He wanted me to go into the ruins of the museum and get a replacement satellite dish, and then bring it to the top of Washington Monument, which was theirs. I agreed readily enough. The Museum was really interesting, even though it was wrecked. I've never seen a museum before, Daddy. I remember you used to tell me about them. I actually liked the exhibits, even though they were kind of broken down. "Anyway, though were some hostiles, it wasn't too bad, and I eventually found the dish. I also grabbed a few things," and I gestured around my house, "to decorate. But I got the dish. It was a collapsible one, but still kinda heavy. I lugged it out of there, and the Brotherhood escorted me to the Monument, where they covered me while I ran inside. Upstairs was safe enough - I have enough technical know-how to install a dish, and with one of the Brotherhood's help, we got it up there - and now you can hear Three Dog everywhere." I smiled. "I went back to Three Dog, and Daddy, not only did he tell me you'd gone to Rivet City, but he gave me some caps, too." I took a deep breath. "That's the first third, Daddy." "Go on, honey." I hesitated. "Daddy?" "Yes, honey?" "The way you're rubbing my back - it's nice." His hand had slipped all the way up, and was alternating between stroking the hollow between my shoulder blades and massaging my neck. I felt him consider, and I looked up into his face. He looked deep into my eyes for a moment, and then smiled. "I'm glad, sweetheart." I smiled back and kissed him a couple of times under the chin. Then I continued my story. "So. Rivet City. I came back to Megaton and spent a couple of more weeks preparing and packing up. And when I left, it was a long haul. I had to camp out a couple of days. I stayed with Three Dog a night, then I found this nice old lady who lives in a shack on the river -" "Grandma Sparkles!" He sounded genuinely amused. "She's still around?" "She sure is, Daddy. She let me stay with her for a small fee. She's real nice. From there I crossed the river - one of the bridges has collapsed but there's actually enough pieces that you can walk through it. I spent a night in Arlington Library, and finally, found Rivet City. I didn't realize it was a giant carrier! . Once I got there, everyone directed me to the science lab. Down there, I found Dr. Li." I sat up, still in Daddy's lap, feeling the seemingly inevitable erection shift against me. Daddy's face didn't move a muscle, though. [new para] "Daddy, I have a question." "Anything, sweetheart." "Are you and Dr. Li...an item?" He looked taken aback. "What do you mean? Like, dating?" "Exactly like that." He chuckled. "What makes you think that?" "Well - she was mad at you, to be sure, but she likes you a lot. She kept saying 'James this' and 'James that' in the most exasperated tone." "Dr. Li and I have known each other a very long time, darling, but no, there's nothing like that between us." "She wants there to be something," I muttered darkly. "but you're mine." "You know I am, darling," Daddy said, laughing outright this time, fondly, and ruffled my hair. "Now go on." "So ... she admitted she had a whole bunch of holotapes from you. But Daddy, she wouldn't give them to me. She wouldn't even let me buy them. She said they were hers, not mine." Daddy's brow had darkened. "She should have. What did you do?" I shrugged. "I had Dog keep her busy while I sneaked into her room and made copies. I know it was wrong - but I had to know." I sighed. "The tapes ... Daddy, I have all of your tapes still. It was so nice to hear your voice. I know why you left Project Purity in the first place -- 'cause Mom died and you had to take care of me." I looked into his eyes. "Daddy, I'm so sorry-" "Shh." He had already covered my mouth. "Never. I never regretted you for a second. For one thing, you are all I have of Katherine - her last, best legacy. And moreover, you are my beloved little girl. I never wanted to give up Project Purity, but I would have given up a great deal more for you." Now it was my turn to shush him. "I swear to you Daddy - not given up. Never given up. Just delayed." He nodded. "It will be so wonderful to work with you." I hugged him, and then continued. "From the holotapes I also figured out where Project Purity was, and next went looking for you there, after yet more preparation. There I found yet more holotapes ... and Daddy, I found the one where you talked about me. Did you really mean all that?" Daddy had said I was his beautiful, smart, accomplished little girl, all grown up. "Of course you are, darling. Sometimes you remind me so much of your mother ..." "But Dad, there was one thing on there you said wrong. You said I didn't need you anymore. Of course I still need you. Little girls always need their dads. "Anyway, from the new holotapes you made, I saw you thought you might be able to find the location of some of the supplies you needed. in Vault 112, and you had locations of Vault 112. From there it was easy to track you down, and I did indeed find you in the Vault. And you know the rest. "And what about it, Daddy? I know your holotapes said you might be able to make Project Purity work if you could only get your hands on a these supplies." Daddy nodded. "It needs some other work, too. I'll need a lab, though." "We can do that, Daddy. I have some lab equipment packed up and an empty table on the opposite side from the rooms. We'll set it up for you there." "Oh, sweetheart. I'm so proud of you. I'm so glad you came to find me." We didn't do much that day. Instead, I insisted Dad take at least one full day off, and relax and rest. I fed him plenty, and took care of him, and made sure to dress skimpy and lightly all day, letting Daddy see plenty of skin. I wasn't planning to make a move for some time, but I wanted Daddy to start getting an idea of what he could have, when I did broach it later. The days began to pass and we began to settle into a comfortable routine. Every other day I would head out into the Wastes. Daddy wasn't entirely happy about this and was very worried about me, but we needed to earn caps in some way. Daddy contributed and was soon a real hit around town. The town had a clinic but not a full-time doctor, and Daddy offered himself up, as well as a technician. Meanwhile, I would search the Wastes for ammunition and weapons and armor to sell. Occasionally I traveled as far as Rivet City. On these trips, once in a while Daddy would come with me. Daddy was working on setting up a proper lab, and often he would ask me to bring him something he needed for the lab. Fully a month went by, and Daddy was comfortably settled in. He was so useful to the people of Megaton that they asked him to set up in the clinic, and he began to make his lab setup there as well. I spent less overall time in the Wastes myself; so anxious was I to come home to Daddy. No more spending nights out in the Wastes and watching the sun - seemingly the last pure, clean thing in the world, come up over the horizon. I let my daddy see plenty of my skin during this time, and he often crawled into bed with me in the middle of the night. He always got an erection over it, and he never turned me down, so I took that as a good sign. I would often place his hand on my belly and even grind myself against his cock a little. It made me wet, and when I was alone and Daddy was in his lab, I often masturbated, thinking of my daddy's hard cock rubbing up against my ass. But I never said anything. I wasn't sure how to proceed, to be honest. How did you seduce your dad? Finally I decided the best way was to be direct about it. And I decided it was now or never. I came back home after my next trip, driven. Daddy as always was happy to see me. I greeted him with a kiss on the mouth as always. I had taken to doing this all the time - a tight hug and a kiss on the mouth. He always returned it, too. "Daddy, It's so good to see you! Come on home when you are done and I'll have dinner on." "I'd like that, honey." He was working on something in his lab and fully engrossed. After dinner I came down and chatted with him, telling him about my trip to Rivet City. "My, how you've grown up, baby. I am always impressed by your adventures." I took a deep breath. "I have grown up, Daddy. A lot. And I don't think you've noticed, entirely." "Hmm?" He looked up at me, those handsome green eyes meeting mine. I moved towards him and sat in his lap, but this time, with my legs on either side of him. He looked surprised but let his hand rest on my back. I looked deep into his eyes. "Daddy, you miss Mommy lots, right?" "Of course I do, sweetheart." "Daddy - has there ever been anyone else?" He shook his head. "I never loved anyone like your mother." I hesitated and then took the plunge. "I didn't mean necessarily love, Daddy." And with that I let my hand drop between us and rest on his cock, which was already semi-hard. Daddy nearly jumped out of his skin. "Kyra! What on earth are you doing?" He caught my hand and tried to pull it away, but I resisted, and Daddy didn't want to hurt me, so he couldn't pull hard enough and my hand stayed where it was. "Daddy, listen to me. I love you, Daddy." "I know, sweetie ... I love you too ... but ..." His back was completely straight, and I let my small fingers curl around his cock, which despite his hesitation was growing. "I don't just love you, Daddy. You're my sweetheart, just like I am yours." I looked at him pleadingly. "I...want you to be my everything, Daddy. Please don't say no." For the first time in my entire life, my dad looked thoroughly nonplussed. "Honey, if you're saying what I think you're saying ..." "I am, Daddy. I want you." "Honey, it's wrong. We can't. We just can't." Daddy could say whatever he wanted. My fingers told me the truth. He was now fully erect, and I stroked his cock up and down, feeling the lovely stiffness. I took courage from this. Oh, I was going to enjoy this. "Wrong for whom, Daddy? Who's going to criticize us? Who's going to say anything to us? Oh, if you don't want to, Daddy, that's another thing." "Well, then I don't want to." But he did not look into my eyes when he said it, and I reached out with my other hand and gently lifted his chin. I kissed his mouth, tenderly, and he let me. "Daddy." "Sweetheart, you're just a child. You don't know what you're saying..." "I'm nineteen, Daddy, and more than that, I've been surviving all alone out here in the Wastes without you. Daddy, I know what I want. You're the only man for me. I came for you because my life isn't complete without my Daddy. Please." He looked up at me, a long slow look into my eyes. Hesitantly he reached up and cupped my face, his thumb stroking my cheekbone. I closed my eyes and turned my face into his hand, and as my fingers continued to explore his cock, I knew my panties were wet. "Sweetheart ... I just don't know ..." I opened my eyes. "Then Daddy, let me decide. I love you too much and this is what I want, I swear." I leaned forward and kissed his mouth again. Only this time, I let my tongue slip out, ever so slightly. I heard him audibly groan as I ran my tongue across his warm lips. "Open your mouth, Daddy. I've been wanting to kiss you for real for so long." He was almost in a trance now as he opened his lips slightly, and I slipped my tongue into his mouth. I moved my hands and put them around his neck, and let myself slide forward until my crotch was directly over daddy's cock. I could feel the heat of him through his clothes and my skimpy shorts as I kissed Daddy the way I had always wanted to. After a few seconds, I felt his arms close around me. I kissed him thoroughly, tasting his sweet mouth and exploring it. I nibbled his mouth and heard an audible, soft groan from him as I let my sex rub against him. He responded to me immediately, pressing his cock against me. "Honey ..." "Daddy, hush." I took one of his hands and slid it into my shirt. "I want to feel you touch me, Daddy. I feel safe when you touch me, like no one else makes me feel." I let my mouth slide across his face, to his cheeks, his fevered brow, to his ear, where I nibbled. His hand moved slowly but steadily upwards and finally slid up to my breast, and then over it. I felt his palm against my erect nipple, and I sighed deeply and rubbed against it. "Oh, Daddy...I've been dreaming of this since forever." "Sweetheart, you've grown into such a beautiful woman. I can't help it, I've thought of you too, though I always drowned the thought." "Not I, Daddy." I sat back on his lap, and slowly pulled my shirt off, exposing myself to him. "I have wanted you for a long, long time, even before I was aware of it." He couldn't seem to take his eyes off my breasts. I wasn't big, but I thought they were cute and perky. I didn't hesitate but gently removed his hand and sat up, pressing my breasts into his face. "Daddy ... please ..." I didn't have to say anything, though. Daddy seemed to have lost the last of his inhibitions and I gasped as his mouth closed around one of my nipples. He suckled on it eagerly, and his hands dropped to my lower back, and then to my bottom. I moaned softly, and he seemed to take it as encouragement, for I felt him shift and one of his hands slipped around between my legs. He hesitantly cupped my pussy, but I had no such qualms, and immediately sank into his hand, rubbing against him. I knew he could feel my wetness - I was practically soaking my shorts. Suddenly he pulled me down fully into his lap and, putting his arms around me, stood up with me. He lifted my face to his and kissed my mouth, hard, invading it with his tongue. My legs were wrapped around his waist, and he turned for the stairs and headed up. "Stay, Dog," I said, and Dog lay down obediently on the couch. I turned back to Daddy. "Where are we going, Daddy?" I whispered. "To your bed, love." "Mmmm, I like that idea." He smiled at me as he mounted the stairs. His hand was under my bottom and I squirmed against him, incredibly turned on. In the bedroom he laid me down gently on my back, and for a moment, sat on the edge of the bed. He looked down at me gravely. "Sweetheart ... I just need to be sure that this is what you want. I don't want you to regret any of this." "I know, Daddy. This is what I want. This is everything I want." He smiled briefly. "Good. It's what I want, too. But sweetheart ... you tell me the instant you want me to stop, and I will. OK?" I simply nodded. He stood up, and pulled his shirt over his head. I admired my dad's body, lean and muscular from hard living. I reached out with one foot and ran it down his chest, and he caught it and kissed it - and then slipped my big toe into his mouth. I gasped as he bit it ever so gently. "Your daddy still knows more about the world than you do, silly girl. You play the tease. Don't think I haven't seen you." I blushed. "Daddy! Why didn't you say anything? I was trying so hard to get your attention." He sat on the bed next to me, and ran his big hands up my belly. "What was I going to say, darling? I should have stopped you, but I wasn't sure." "Oh, Daddy." I caught his hands and drew him down to me. He came, willingly enough, and I kissed him again. "I'm glad you didn't stop me." "I should have. Darling, I never want to hurt you." I looked at him very, very seriously. "Then, Daddy? Don't." He inhaled deeply, and nodded, once, firmly. His hand, which had still been idly playing with one of my nipples, began to slide down my belly. It was my turn to inhale sharply, as his fingers slipped easily beneath the waistband of my shorts, and ran over my mound. I kept myself trimmed neatly down there, after my first lover had suggested it, and Daddy ran his fingers through my soft hair. "Sweetheart?" he whispered softly, in my ear. "Yes, Daddy?" I responded faintly, as his fingers were now sliding over my sex itself, over my slippery opening, and teasing me gently. "Have you ever been with a man?" I met eyes with him. He looked genuinely curious. I nodded, breathlessly. "Twice." "Really?" "Yes, Daddy. Are you angry?" He looked confused, then smiled. "Angry? No, dearest - I wanted to make sure you had had at least a chance experienced it with someone else first." He sighed. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, as his fingers brushed over my clit. I shivered all over, and involuntarily my hands, which had been at my sides, closed over his wrist. He smiled, and with his other hands, caught both of my wrists and moved them gently away. "Are you afraid now, my love?" "Afraid, Daddy? Never. Just a little shy ..." and here I turned my face away. His fingers continued maddeningly stroking my clit. "I want to see you naked, my love. Is that all right?" I nodded. He slid his hand out of my pants and I reluctantly let him go. It had felt too good. But he hooked his fingers into the top of my shorts, and drew them down. I lifted my hips and then my feet, and he tossed the shorts on the floor. He shifted so he was also on the bed, and, gripping my ankles gently, he spread my legs so my feet were on the bed on either side of him.