He awoke from the deepest of slumbers rubbing his eyes with a strain in both of them. He slept on his back atop of 200 year old bed. Looking up he saw a rooting grey tattered ceiling with grey tattered wall and a half blown away door. He checked his pipboy 3000, had slept for about 1.5 hours. The Lone Wanderer was in the citadel hearing the heavily armored brotherhood soldiers through the narrow hallways in the outer area of the laboratory. Memories slowly came back to him.

1.5 hours before

He had just about crawled back to the citadel just before he did he told Fawkes and dogmeat to wait just outside the citadel. The Paladin outside, the one who refused to let Doctor Li into the citadel, saw the wanderer and helped him to medical. The wanderer had multiple lacerations across his body some by his face and neck, others on his chest and limbs. His combat armor was just about worthless with a severe amount of plasma and laser burns on it, bullet grazers on his armored shoulder and shrapnel stuck to his chest. Somehow he wasn't limping, but he Paladin helped him into the medical room with sawbones. Elder Lyons and Sentinel Lyons was there as well. They both looked worried because it had appeared the wanderer had just walked through hell. But to their amazement he was cool, calm, and collective. He wasn't scared, and it appeared though fear wasn't a factor for this young man. "Please state the nature of the medical emergency?" Sawbones had asked Sentinel Lyons. Sentinel reported back. "He has multiple lacerations, shrapnel, laser and plasma burns." Sawbones motioned to the wanderer but he was politely interrupted. "Listen Sawbones, can you give me the supplies you would use, please? I'll take care of myself if you don't mind?" Both the Elder and the Sentinel just stared at him. The wanderer answered their curious look. "If there was one thing my father taught me it was proper medicine. I am just as good of a doctor as he was." The wanderer started self-operating upon himself using bandages and stiches first.

Elder Lyons was the first to ask. "What happened to you? Do you have the G.E.C.K.?" The wanderer hesitated to answer his question. "I made it to vault 87 and overheard a conversation between two of the mutants. They use vault 87 as a breeding ground. They capture there victims and haul them to the vault. They use the FEV virus or the green goop to turn humans into super mutants." The elder just stood there dumb founded. "I met a friendly super mutant named Fawkes he just outside the citadel with my dog dogmeat, don't shoot him he is an ally, he helped me get the G.E.C.K." The sentinel quickly asked. "So you have it?" The wanderer looked her into her deep blue eyes with his light hazel ones, the wanderer was Caucasian with dark brown hair, and it was in a Ponadour style with a goatee. He was taller than the average person but had clearly build a ton of muscle mass since he left the vault, going from tall and scrawny to tall and brawny. "No, I was walking out of one of the chambers and the enclave captured me, they hauled me off to raven rock where I was interrogated by Colonel Autumn. I escaped fighting just about everything in the enclave base and I managed to blow it up. But they are installing the G.E.C.K now, but they don't know the code. Here is the FEV virus President Eden wanted me to take, he was a super computer. Which I used to blow up raven rock." He handed the FEV virus to the elder. By this time all of his wounds were attended to. Sentinel looked to the wanderer. "You're a damn good medic, we need someone like you in the pride. Thank you Sentinel."

She then turned her attention to her father. "Elder Lyons, we can assemble the pride in 15 minutes." The wanderer stop listening after that because Rothschild had stepped in. Rothschild asked him what happened and the wanderer filled him in. Rothschild than made an interesting comment. "Lyons is going to want to use the Robot. How long will that take Rothschild? Around two hours. Good this gives me time to rest before I set out. You're not going out there with the pride are you? I have to, my father gave his life, and it's only fitting me, his only child should save his life's work." Rothschild gave an agreeing nod to the wanderer. The elder approached the scribe. And like Rothschild predicted Lyons asked for the Robot. Both elder and scribed walked out towards the robot. The wanderer smiled.

Sarah Sat next to him on the bed he was getting ready to move. "You don't have to go, you're in pretty bad shape." She was definitely concerned but there was a hint of compassion in her voice. But it was well hidden. He looked up to her. "Sarah…I have to, he sacrificed himself, and if I didn't go it would insult his memory and his sacrifice. Well can I set you up with some power armor so you don't die? I'd much appreciate that, but… not to be rude, I need as much sleep as I can get before we set out to the purifier. Oh! Okay I'll get you some armor from the armory and put it at the end of the bed when you're ready you can put it on. I'll be in one of the beds in the laboratory." And she left. He knew she was caught off guard and she didn't want to leave. He wasn't official with her like everyone else. He talked to her as Sarah not Sentinel. Though he called her Sentinel in front of her father. And then he found one of the beds in the laboratory and fell into an uneasy slumber. Than he awoke hour and a half later to see a set of new power armor at the end of the bed.