{This fan fic is written with Item packs as well as Off canon speech and an explanation of the item pack weapons and armor recovery as well as some off character actions. If this bothers you this is your warning. Other DLC will be mentioned when I have actually finished them. Please review when possible so I know what may need to be fixed.}
A groan slipped between ruby red lips as a slight female woke on the medical bed in Doc Mitchell's office/home. Hearing the noise the older man moved to the side of the patient, sitting in his chair as her eyes fluttered open. Large emerald green eyes blinked as the slender form attempted to sit up."Whoa there. Take your time. After what you've been through you should take it slow."
The female lifted a hand to push aside the rosewood colored locks from her face, her eyes slowly focusing on her surroundings. A look of startled realization came across her lightly tanned features as the tips of her fingers graze the two circular scars on her forehead. Doc Mitchell cleared his throat to catch the woman's attention then smiled gently as her bright eyes met his. "I'm gonna guess you don't remember much. Let's start with something simple. Your name. Do you remember your name?"
At the question the female paused, almost unsure, then smiled and nodded. "Verita . My name is Verita."
The sound of her own voice surprises the female, the sultry, southern accented tone sounding foreign to her own ears. Had she always sounded like that? It seemed natural but she didn't know if she should be sure of that. The doctor nodded, taking note of it on a small notepad he had pulled from his pocket. "Well it's not what I would have named ya but if that's your name it's your name. Now I hope you don't mind but I had to go rooting around in there to get all the bits of lead out. Take a look and tell me if everything is the way it should be."
Doc Mitchell handed over a mirror to Verita , allowing her to see her face and the work he had done. Lifting the mirror before her face she froze, unable to believe the sight before her eyes. Long eyelashes framed her vibrant green eyes. A small pointed nose rested above pouty ruby red lips, high cheek bones added to the heart shaped face framed by the locks of long, wavy, yet messy, rose wood colored hair. She blinked a few times, snippets of past memories popping into her mind. Each memory was only a small snippet, a glimpse of herself studying her reflection. Each snippet confirmed that the face looking back at her was her own, no matter if she remembered it or not. Nodding, Verita handed back the mirror to the doctor, unaware of how fragile her smile actually appeared. "Other than two new scars on my forehead everything seems normal."
Doc Mitchell nodded and stood, putting the small notebook in his pocket as he straightened. Holding out his hands he looked down to her with a gentle smile. " Well let's see how well you're moving then we will move on to some other tests to see how well you are functioning."
Verita nodded and slid from the bed, her hands grasping the doctor's arms to balance herself. Once she was sure her legs were stable under her, her hands let him go as she turned slightly. Doc patted Verita's shoulder gently and pointed to the other side of the room with a smile. "Slow down and take it easy girlie. Don't rush yourself. Let's head across the room and from there we will start the tests."
Verita took a deep breath and slowly follow as Doc walked away, her footsteps growing more steady with each step. She was already beginning to feel like her old self, what ever her old self was, and she was ready to get moving and figure out herself and the world she had forgotten.