1 year, 1 long year. The Courier stood at what was once the focal point for the war. He looked down at the wall of Hoover Dam and grimaced. He was a tired, scarred, beaten man, and he wasn't even 30. The King of Vegas, the Savior of Zion, the Heist Master of the Sierra Madre, Owner of the Big Empty, Conqueror of the Divide, and much more. After losing his memories to a 14k run of bad luck, he vowed to make new and better memories. He has flashbacks some nights, night terrors, of a toxic city, a horrible swamp, a snowy plain, and others. He can't decipher if it is merely nightmares, or memories trying to connect itself in his mind. Hell, he doesn't even know his own fucking name; it's been Courier 6 since he woke up in this goddamn desert. He looked up to see approaching figures.

"Happy 3rd year Anniversary, 6. We got you some gifts." Six looked up to see Arcade, Raul, and Veronica standing before him, each holding boxes. He smiled lightly at them. "Thank you guys."

He took hold of the box held by Raul and gave him a quick handshake before beginning to open it. He smiled brightly as he saw it was a WW2 era .45 Colt M1911, not the post-modern era .45 Auto Pistol from Zion. He smiled giving Raul and nod and a quick, "Thanks." Arcade next handed him a much larger box and the Courier unwrapped this one as well. He grinned when his eyes caught sight of the weapon before him. A fully operational Browning M1919. All of his companions knew he loved WW2 era weapons, so this was truly a treat. He smiled and patted Arcades back saying thank you. Arcade blushed and stood aside as Veronica approached. She seemed eager to present her gift. Her box was medium sized compared to the others.

"More guns?" Six questioned. "Not exactly."

A large plaque was inside the box; it stated the battle at Hoover Dam three years before and the events that had occurred. To top it all off, a group photo of the whole gang taken by Doctor Henry was present. He smiled widely at this and walked to the old memorial for the first battle of Hoover Dam. He propped it up gingerly next to the first one and smiled and did something he hadn't done in years. He wrapped a single arm around Veronica in a single arm hug. She blushed madly and grinned like an idiot. He stayed there as the turned to head to the lower levels of the dam. Arcade leaned over and whispered, "Okay, I'm confused. You seemed to love what he did, but I thought you were a lesbian?" "I'm bisexual you moron." She retorted.

Arcade and Raul shared a quick laugh before entering the lobby of the dam. Six stood quietly admiring Veronica's handy work and smiled. He was more at peace now than he had been for years. "Hey there, Six."

The courier turned to see an old friend he meet a few weeks after the 2nd battle for Hoover Dam. He was a medium height, with short, brown, shaggy hair that covered his face. The man in desert ranger armor approached, he had his helmet tucked underneath his arm. He was a former Gun Runner whom branched off and made his own company, he hated NCR and Legion, one of the reasons he left the Gun Runners, to stay out of the war. "Hello, Vagabundo, how you holding up?" "Okay I guess, business is slow and all, people are still trying to recover, even after all this time. But I wanted to give you a small gift." Six let out a small laugh, "It's not my birthday, why do people keep giving me gifts?" He said with a smirk. "You said yourself you don't know your own birthday, why not pick a day of great victory to make it so?" Six nodded in agreement. "Anyway, your gift is on its way to the 38, you will see it when you get there. I have to run, give the gang my regards." The exchanged handshakes before he departed. Six continued to cross the dam back and forth for at least 30 minutes until a sound caught his ear. He turned to see Cass approaching him.

"Hey there mailman." She had given him the nickname unwillingly, but after a while, he had grown to accept it. "Hey there cowgirl." She approached him and pulled his bandana off his head, revealing his long, black hair. He smiled at her and let her wrap it around her face. "Give me all your caps or I'll blow your brains out!" She shouted mocking a western bandit. He smirked while she giggled madly. Either she was drunk, or she loved acting like an idiot in front of him. She sat down, back against the concrete separator and pulled him down too. She rested her head on his shoulder and slowly let her eyes fall shut.

-2 years later-

Six woke up screaming, looking around the room wildly. He leaned forward and rubbed his eyes. He cursed quietly and stood from the bed. He was alone in the Lucky 38, has been for nearly two years. He trudged to the bathroom and poured water in his face. He looked at the mirror, starring at his reflection with hatred glinting in his eyes. He hated the quiet here, but with all his companions leaving, it was really all there was. Lilly was the first to leave, but it was on her own accord, hoping to find out more about her past. The courier wished her luck in doing so, better luck than he had about his own past. Next was Arcade, he wanted to find out if there was more settlements with his faction and left with Farkas doing so. Then Raul left, he wanted to head back to Mexico and start a settlement in the name of his sister. Veronica left the same day as Raul. They apparently headed east to find the east coast Brotherhood of Steel chapter. The rest soon followed. After a few months the last ones were Rex, E-DE, and Cass.

-Flashback-

"Get down!" Six yelled. The last of the NCR and Legion were fleeing from the Mojave and the Legion thought they could do a last rag tag attempt at killing Six. A good two hundred of them stormed freeside; Securitrons killed most, but a few managed to get into the strip. Six, Cass, Rex, and E-DE were defending the gate.

"Six, we need to push them back or they are going to destroy the strip." Cass said exhausted by the firefight. "Don't need to tell me twice."

Six leaped off the make shift balcony made by House in his short time of life before the Courier rose to power. He ducked under a legionaries' chainsaw and fired a round from Lucky into his head. He sprinted forward to the front line, companions in tow. He came across a sight that made his blood run cold. The legionaries had stopped firing but held a tight line; many tied up victims were hauled up front, just in front of the leader of the attack. Vulpes.

"Well done, Courier, you managed to destroy what little hope the Profligates known as the NCR had, but we will not be as easily diminished. You have a choice to make. You let our forces leave, take what prisoners we have, and live out your life of impurity. Or used your blasted machines to cut us down, and in the process, kill these civilians too." Vulpes ended his short negotiation with a laugh.

Six look behind him to see Securitrons lined up, guns at the ready, to spill blood, both innocent and guilty. Cass placed a hand on his should and turned him to face her.

"What are we gonna do? We can't kill them without killing civilians." Cass whispered.

Six had already made up his mind. "Death is better than life lead by legionaries." He turned and before Cass could argue. "OPEN FIRE!"

In a matter of seconds the last of the Mojave legion and a good portion of civilians that once lived in freeside were torn to shreds. Men, women, and children alike had lead splitting open their bodies with ease.

Cass looked upon the mass with horror at the Couriers decision. "YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Cass lunged at six to strike him, only to have him block and push Cass to the ground. "YOU FUCKING MONSTER!" Cass screamed with rage.

"You and I both know they would have been worked to death, raped, and sold as slaves had the legion taken them!" Six yelled back. "I couldn't let them walk away and do that to them!"

"There has to have been another way!" Cass yelled, she never really cared about too many other people, but this was just fucking heartless in her eyes.

The hours following were tense; Cass did not speak to Six as they reentered the 38. Cass went to her room and slammed the door. About four hours later, Cass emerged from the room with bags in her hand. Six confronted her.

"What are you-" Six was cut off as Cass slapped him with much force.

"I'm leaving, you are a fucking freak. You could have saved those people." She turned without another word and headed to the elevator. "Rex, E-DE, lets go." She spoke angrily, glaring daggers at Six. They both quietly followed and the door closed with its usual ding. Six walked into his room silently and lay on his bed, silent tears falling onto his cheeks.

-End Flashback-