I wake up in a bed without knowing how I got there. I feel a pain in my head similar to when I had a piece of it cut out in Point look out. I hear a old man say as I sit up. "Easy there you have been out cold a couple of days... I'm Doc Mitchel Welcome to Good springs." I turn to look at him, sitting up right on the side of the bed. "Now I have been digging around there in your noggin getting the bits of led out. I think I do a good job but you tell me if I did everything right. He hands me a mirror similar to what used in vaults.

I see my blue eyes, brown hair, beard that's starting to grow back, and my recently tan skin. "Yep." I tell him. "How about you tell me you're name can you remember you're name?" I don't remember my last name but my first name and the memories of what went down in DC are still there. So the brain damage must be minor. "My name is Aaron." "Not what I've picked for ya but if that's your name that's your name. Now let's get see if you can walk over to the vigor tester machine over there..." I do that but go back to trying to think about what happened. I kinda just go through the motions. The Doc is a nice guy and all but the sooner I get out of here the better. The Doc finds it funny that it's not the first time someone has fucked with my brain.

As walks me out I see a wasteland medic outfit and put it on. "I went looking through your stuff to try to find a next of kin and all I found was this note relating to a platinum chip and some contract. Also here is your pip-boy. It got damage when you were brought here most likely so I used parts from my old pip-boy to fix it." "Thanks Doc for saving what you can. Can I barrow some caps? I will pay you back double later." "Sure." Doc Mitchel gives me 300 caps. "If you need help getting back on your feet head to the Prospector Saloon. Sunny Smiles will help you out."

I put my Pip-boy and it's glove on and I go out. The brightness of the outside, similar to when I first came out of the vault but not the same, hit me when I stepped out the door. The heat of Nevada was definitely different than DC even in the areas that looked like desert. I continue on to the saloon.

When opening the door to the saloon a dog barks at me and I hear a girl say. "Shyanne stay. Don't worry she won't bite unless you give her a reason." "I understand I had a dog until I was jumped. So the Doc said you can give me a short refresher?" "I guess so come with me." I fallow her around the bar to the back door and it doesn't take long before I see a Ghoul that's over 6 feet tall that has a combat shotgun with a familiar dog.

"Wait Charon, Dogmeat you guys are alive?!" I asked both shocked and happy as I go to hug Dogmeat. "Yes Sir, after you went missing this was the closest town so we waited for you here." Charon said. "Yeah and drove Trudy nuts. He just stood in that spot waiting for his 'employer' and only moved to feed and give your dog water." Sunny tells me. "Well Charon is loyal like that due to something that happened to him in his past, but I treat him as a friend and do my best to be the best alternative to his previous employer." I say. "I don't even want to know." She replies.

So we head outside and Sunny gives me a vermin rifle. "See this I want you to try shooting those bottles." She tells me. I shoot one. "Now look down the sights." I shoot another. "Now get down to increase your accuracy." So I do it. Stuff I already know but I humor her in order to get the free gun. "Great shot but I rekon you didn't come here to shoot bottles." Sunny states. "I think I got what I need to know but work is work." I tell her. "Ok fallow me." I fallow her and her dog to some well. The five of us take out the geckos there. Then we move to the next. I save a settler and Sunny seems happy with that. I take my pay and the skins and go back to town to buy more ammo and sell the random shit I picked up. It helps that Charon still had some of my gear that wasn't stolen. The rest that I still have is stashed in a few spots in the Mohave and DC just in case I ever had to go to war again. Because shit is heavy and you can't cary every thing and you can't always be seen in power armor.

Walking into the shop my first thoughts are how it looks like how you would think a pre-war gift shop would look like. "You're Chet right?" "Yes and you must be the one Doc Mitchel was patching up and that Ghoul and Dog are with you." "Yes they are can we do business or are we going to sit here and make observations all day?" "Ok I understand your a busy man what are you looking to buy or sell?" "I have these Geko skins I want to sell and some shity armor. I would like to buy some 5.56mm rounds and are there mods for my vermin rifle?" "Yes there are three mods for your rifle, a night scope, a silencer and a extended mag. I also happen to have them all in stock along with basic 5.56 rounds." "Done." I leave and equip my gun with the modifications. Now to the bar to get a beer.