A few days after my final encounter with Isabel, I returned to Croup Manor. I was still torn with myself, had I done the right thing by letting her go? I had killed to regain my freedom and I had shown mercy to the one who stole it from me. I tried to ease my mind, to become someone better, even if it meant leaving a slaver in the wild. She had suffered enough, as much as I had, when I landed in the Commonwealth.
"Come on, Calista, stop thinking about it! You made the right decision. No fear of Isabel showing up for revenge. Focus on the bright side!"

I came back from a twilight stroll. I had asked Fahrenheit for a little favor, that she find and bring me a gift here at home. I had no doubts about her ability to deliver. Her partner Arnold, my former colleague at Nuka World, was waiting for me on the mansion steps.

"Hey Arnold! Sorry to keep you waiting, I was out doing some shore walking. You should try it, especially this time of year, it's so refreshing..."
"Don't worry, Calista! I just left your present in the basement, and no, Katy didn't see anything. She's upstairs, watching TV. I handled the delivery but Fahrenheit will drop by tomorrow, she was busy with Hancock today."
"Okay, thanks for the heads-up! Are you coming straight home or do you want to spend the night at the manor?"
"I'm going back to Goodneighbor, I've got a wife to please you know... That'll give you all night to enjoy your gift, handpicked by Fahrenheit."
"Thanks again and have fun with her!"

I went home, took off my weapon, jacket, belt and shoes, then went to greet Katy upstairs in the living room. Once again she hadn't listened to me:
"Good evening Katy. How many times do I have to remind you? No shoes upstairs and definitely not on the sofa."
She looked at me with a guilty smile that said sorry.
"Youth... As punishment, you're cooking tonight. I've got a job to do for Kimy in the basement and I don't want to be disturbed. When I finish it, we'll do something together, how about a boat trip?"
She smiled and nodded. I had become the mother/sister of the year.

After my chat with Katy, I went down to the kitchen for a nice cold beer. I relived my past days: those of insouciance, those of enjoying the little things. We didn't have to stay on alert the whole time and be scared of dying by a hazardous environment. The last time I felt this threatened was during my infiltration of Libertalia, burnt to ashes on that spring night. Since then, everything had gone smoothly.

I lay outside on the armchair, watching the very last rays of sunlight reflecting off the navy-blue ocean water. It was my daily guilty pleasure, and I just loved admiring the scenery. This little piece of wonder completely justified why I had decided to live here. Along with the fact that I could freely wander around barefoot... A shame nobody could enjoy them anymore.

Later that night, I changed and went into the cellar. My gift was there, waiting for me. It was a pretty naked woman, gagged and bound. She couldn't even budge thanks to the metal bar that restrained her feet down. The girl looked innocent, but don't be fooled. Her name was Niah and she had hired me for a mission that became a trap where I finished in hogtie then handed over to the Gunners a year ago.
Karma's a bitch and I hadn't forgotten her trick. Tonight was my payback time.

I had changed into a masked dominatrix, no one would have been able to recognize me. But to be honest, I actually liked being the one in control now.
"Welcome to hell, Niah! You've pissed off the wrong people and you're about to suffer the consequences of your arrogance! Let's start with an easy one, a hundred lashes. Don't worry, we've got all night to play... And I can't wait to do whatever I damn fucking want!"
Dominatrix Calista, wouldn't that have made a great story?