Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with fallout some of the character are from the game and some may be completely fictional
Prologue
The first ever sight of light seethed through and reflected onto the new-born baby eyes, he cried out, eyes opened fully seeing life for the first time, as his eyes opened a figure stood there, white jacket, brown beard, combed back hair and spoke the first words he ever heard.
It was the boy's Father James, a scientist in his mid-thirties white Caucasian. "It's a boy, we got a son Catherine – A beautiful baby boy" James exclaimed.
"Oh… James, Oh… we did it. A beautiful son" panting away Catherine replied. James focused his attention back to his boy with a gleam in his eye
"You got a bright future ahead of you, son. I'm sure of it…Look at you…look at you. Hi there, I'm your Daddy little guy. You're going to need a name aren't you? Me and your mother were talking and thought, if you were a boy why not Jacob" The baby smiled. "I think he likes it Catherine, Jacob it is!"
A screen levered in, closer towards Jacob, James caught sight of it "Ah, the gene projection is done let's see what you'll look like when you're older" The screen showed Jacob when he's 19, medium length hair swiped to the right side, a beard, shaved at the neck and between 5,10" to 5,11" feet tall.
James directed the screen so Catherine could see it, she adjusted herself to more of an upright position rather than her slouched position "Oh…very strapping, ha ha ha."
James already had the habit of talking to his son like an adult, and was not used to the sight of a baby "It's a big world out there, son. But what kind of person will you b..."
Interrupted by Catherine's heart rate monitor dropping at a rapid rate causing it to beep continuously "James..James...Something's…" Catherine collapsed.
James's elated mood turned into fear "She's in cardiac arrest, start the compressions, get the baby out of here. MOVE, MOVE" James was addressing assistant who was standing around the back and wasn't noticed by Jacob until James addressed her.
Jacob was wrapped in a blanket then hurried out by the assistant, the blanket was soft and cosy, Jacob felt snug into it, unaware of his surroundings, he was too young to know his mother was dying, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of panels pressing against Catherine's chest trying to shock the life back into her. No matter how many times James tried, nothing worked, he didn't want to give up but he knew there was nothing he could do.