Summary:
When Deacon finds a woman frozen inside the vault he was strictly prohibited from entering, she becomes something of a pet project of his. As is his job, he gathers intel on this mysterious vault-dweller… and quickly finds that he is completely wrong about her. She is kind, generous, sharp, and haunted by ghosts she prays will never find the surface.
Maybe the two of them aren’t so different.
Their new partnership brings growing pains for both of them, but Charmer soon settles comfortably into her new position in the Railroad. Deacon, on the other hand, can’t seem to shake the feeling that she’s dangerous. To the Commonwealth? To the Railroad? To the comfortable loneliness Deacon has carefully curated for himself by building walls and keeping strict boundaries under the guise of snarky one-liners and constant lies, just so he can ensure the safety of the people he loves?
Who’s to say.
ahh my first ever fic!!! ive been working on this for a couple weeks now and i finally feel confident enough to share it. ive already got about 50k words written for it so...... dw, she’s gonna be a long one. three chapters went up today for the first official drop and then im hoping to upload a chapter per week! any support means the world to me and i hope u enjoy <3
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