Hancock's hands tightened their grip on Isaac's shirt, tears falling from his deep black eyes. "Please!" He pleaded. "Please, dammit, don't be dead!"

Isaac had several wounds, blood making its way out of a hole in his shoulder, chest, and left arm. He was breathing ragged, eyes cloudy. He wasn't going to make it for much longer, and Hancock knew that. He guessed he was just trying to get his last goodbye in.

"Hancock, you old mug," Isaac gripped at his shoulders and pulled himself up a little, yet he was still barely off the ground. Removing the ghoul's pirate hat, he sat it on the ground beside them. "Do it, Hancock..."

"Do what, Isaac?" He looked down at the human male, eyes sparkling from the water that he'd just released. After the radiation hit, he was surprised he'd had that much left. For Isaac though, he probably had a lot of things left.

"Ghoulify... Make me a ghoul, before it's too late, Hancock," Isaac's grip tightened on the radiated other's shoulder. "I... I want to be with you forever."

"There's not... Dammit, Isaac!" More tears, that's the only thing Hancock could do right now, was cry. "There's not enough radiation here!"

"Take me to the green sea," Isaac muttered. "Painful as it may be, you need to do it... I want... To stay with you... Forever."

He coughed and sputtered, blood removing itself from the poor man's throat several times. Hancock picked him up bridal-style and started running. He wasn't sure how long it'd been before he reached the green sea, as Isaac had called the irradiated place, in all its literal green glory. Isaac hadn't compleetly died, or went to sleep yet, so he was still awake, conscious, as Hancock sat him down against a rock.

"Hancock, kiss me..." Isaac looked up at him, his amber brown eyes now a hazy spruce color. They were pleading, and the poor human knew exactly what was happening. Hancock did too, as he'd felt it when the bombs hit. "I want you to kiss me one last time before I'm a ghoul, John."

Isaac only used Hancock's real name when he was serious, and right now was one of his most serious times in a long time. The human pulled his ghoul boyfriend closer by his coat, and their lips met. Many screams escaped Isaac's mouth and released into Hancock's as he slowly began transforming. They may have stopped kissing, but Hancock wasn't leaving until his lover was better, and not in such need of caring as he was right now. 

"I love you, John," Isaac looked over at Hancock with the most loving stare a brand new ghoul could give, and a smile as wide, and as attractive to Hancock, as before. In the old ghoul's eyes, nothing had changed about his lover. The man was still the same to him, he still loved him, and he always would. But silently, he wondered what the others were going to think about Isaac when they saw him now.

Walking hand in hand, back to Sanctuary, though, John Hancock forgot about his worries and just let himself melt in Isaac's presence.

Human, Deathclaw, Super-Mutant, Ghoul, no matter what he was, John loved him.

And that would never change.