Piper had spent most of her live in Diamond City with her sister Nat. Sure most of the people saw her as a problem or that pesky reporter that often made them actually think about the world outside the safety of their walls. But then one day she met blue, a regular fish out of water fresh from the vault. He'd given her the best story she could ever hope for and she'd agreed to travel with him and help him find his son. And while it became pretty clear that his moral compass wasn't exactly pointing north, he was still more morally upright then most of the people she'd met.

It was nearly a couple weeks after traveling with him and helping with his work with the minutemen setting up settlements did, they finally return to Diamond city for supplies when one of the guards warned them about the raiders at the combat zone. In the past she'd heard it was a ruthless area where raiders come bringing whatever victims they haven't killed yet and forced them to fight as slaves. When she'd mention to her favorite non lethal synth Nick that she was thinking of going undercover to get the scoop he nearly blew his last gasket.

He'd made it vary clear that there were three ways you made it out of the combat zone. Be rich enough to buy your way out and become a VIP, be tough enough to shoot and beat your way out. Or the most likely be a corpse that is thrown out into the street to be eaten by whatever feral ghouls were around. She'd quickly realized she wasn't the first two and given up.

But Blue was different. When he'd heard the rumors he'd gathered his gear and set off. The raiders that were waiting outside barely got off a shot before he unloaded his pistol.

Once inside Piper saw just how bad the rumors really were. Prisoners were sitting on full display while drunken spectators watched the two fighters inside the ring. And of course, shortly after they made their way inside they became aware of them and tried to kill them. Not liking to kill more then she had to Piper stayed back and shot the ones that Blue had missed.

Once the shooting and molotovs stopped firing they made their way to the cage to talk to what they assumed was the owner. That's where Piper first met Cait. If she had to describe her in a few words she'd choose angry, violent and tough. Blue agreed to take her with us seeing as they'd kind of shut down their business. As they headed back to Sanctuary to check on the settlers Piper had tried to talk to Cait. They were just outside of the town enjoying a makeshift meal when she tried.

"So Cait how about you tell me about the combat zone, so I can tell the people of the commonwealth about it."

Cait looked over from where she was sitting and quickly downed a bottle of beer she'd taken from the combat zone. "It was filled with piss, blood and violence. That enough for your little story?"

"Well I was hoping for some more details, but I can probably work with that."

She tried to talk further but Cait made it clear that unless she was offering booze or telling them about an enemy she didn't care. To make matters worse she seemed to bring the worst out in Blue. Encouraging violence and greed whenever possible and not caring for the consequences.

By the time they finally made it back to their walled little sanctuary Piper was half tempted to scream. But of course, fate had other plans for as they walked through their settlement and greeted the people Blue told her that she and Cait would be sharing one of the newly built homes. Something that Piper had greatly complained about.

"Uh Blue I don't mean to be that girl but why the hell do you want me to bunk with her?"

"Yeah in what hell do you think I'd want to bunk with a nosy reporter?"

"Look you two we have limited housing options right now. So, either you two share or sleep out in the cold."

They shared a look of annoyance as he showed them their would-be home. As they walked inside Piper did have to admit that it was nice at least compared to commonwealth standards. Four sturdy walls and a large bed with a couple large trunks and storage racks.

"Well at least the beds clean right?"

"Yeah well if you need me I'll be at the bar down the street."

The bar was one of the few things that made this settlement so popular, well that and the animal fighting pits where people could gamble. At first Piper had been put off by this but after remembering that nearly all the wildlife in the commonwealth was carnivorous and willing to kill them for little to no reason, she'd set aside her emotions. Plus, she'd managed to make some caps betting when she needed it.

The next day Blue told her that he'd be taking Cait to help with some distress call he'd received from trinity tower. Knowing that the area was overwhelmed with super mutants she'd wished them luck.

In their absence she'd bought a few goods from the local traders and stalls to make their makeshift home more livable. A few days later Cait had come back saying how Blue was traveling with some doctor robot and that she was thirsty.

That night Piper learned firsthand of how Cait was when drunk. The door to their home was kicked open making Piper reach for her gun.

"Cait what the hell?!"

"Shut up." She said dropping her gun on the holder and walking toward her nearly ripping the blanket off her and crawling over her. Piper sank into the bed growing more nervous and freaked out by the second.

"Uh Cait what's happening?"

"What's happening is we're going to have some fun." Her breath reeked of alcohol and not the usual piss water. No from how bad it was she guessed she'd gotten her hands on the strong stuff.

"You're drunk."

She tried to push her off, but it became apparent very quickly that Cait was much stronger than her and as such easily pushed her down. "I admit you got some fight in you. But not nearly enough."

She leaned down her hands going for Pipers shirt when she suddenly started mumbling about something and collapsed next her and started snoring.

She gave her a few curious pokes making sure she was out cold before doing her best to stop her heart form beating this fast.

She nearly!... Aaarrhhh I can't even think it!

Not wanting to sleep near her she tried to move only for Cait to roll over and latch on before forcing her down next to her.

After a couple failed attempts to escape, she resigned herself to her fate and did her best to fall asleep.

The next thing she knew the room was filled with cursing as a hungover Cait woke up.

"Fucking hangover! To early for this shite, but at least I have a remedy for it."

From her position she saw Cait pull out a vile of jet and inject it into her veins before jumping up.

"What a rush!" then she turned to Piper who was pretending to sleep. "Did we fuck last night?" she asked aloud before looking down at her still clothed body. "Guess not, oh well I'll get into her pants soon enough."

She grabbed her gun and walked out the door leaving Piper to wonder just what kind of psychopath she was.

When she finally managed to get out of bed and get dressed she quickly talked to some of the friendlier settlers and took some precautions to deal with drunken Cait in the future. Namely staying at the red rocket just outside and having them turn on an lantern when Cait went to bed. Over the next few days Piper came to realize that Cait had several vices not just her drinking which was the only one Piper was somewhat okay with. No besides her drinking and drug use there was her constant violence and disappearing acts. It had started one day Cait walked out of the settlement returning half a day later jumpy and volatile nearly throwing someone into the beast pit over a five cap bet. Some days she'd returned slightly or extremely high and make an attempt to seduce whatever female was close, usually Piper before collapsing onto the bed. On those Piper would only return when she was sure she was out cold. On a couple occasions Cait had woken up and drunkenly tried to have sex with her. Fortunately drunk Cait would barley start before passing out again.

However, one night after returning from helping Blue defend a settlement she was to tired to check if Cait was drunk and had opened the door to what she thought was a sober Cait. Sadly after a quick glance she saw the injector in her hand as well as two vials ready. Cait obliviously wasn't pleased to be caught and had snapped at her.

"Ever heard of knocking!"

"Cait I'm tired and if your going to get high I'll sleep at the bar. I'd really rather not have you try and molest me again."

Cait's eyes widened in a rare show of shame. "What did you say?"

"I said I don't want you to try and molest me again. It tends to happen when you get high. The first time I blamed it on the booze, but it just kept happening. There's a reason I wait till you're passed out before coming home."

She was just about to leave when Cait put down the vial. "Piper wait, I… damn I'm not good at this whole feeling crap. Look I have problems alright, things in my past that I don't like reliving so I get high. And before you ask, no I won't be telling you about them. But our favorite wanderer has been trying to get me to open up but I don't trust him, you however I don't completely distrust not to stab me in the back."

She stood up and made her way to the door. "Look I'll leave and sleep at the bar you take the bed."

Piper was shocked at Cait's tone. Sure, she was still angry but beneath it was some genuine sadness for her actions. Or at least what she thought was remorse it was rather hard to tell with her angry tone. "Thank you Cait."

"Don't thank me yet, I might not get high but I'm still likely to get my sorry ass drunk."

She closed the door and Piper sat at the end of the bed looking at the vials of jet. "Well Piper looks like you just stumbled into a story. Question is are you strong enough to see it though or will you do the smart thing and let it remain a mystery?"