Hello everyone! Welcome to my story, which will be Fallout 4, reimagined. Truth be told I was dissatisfied with Fallout 4's story, so instead of doing nothing, I decided to put in words how I thought it could be better, and my story was born. As the story continues, it will deviate more and more for the game, but in a good way and one that in my opinion is much more interesting.

I hope you enjoy the Commonwealth!

Chapter 1: The End is Only the Beginning

"Thanks, and have a good day," said Nate as he closed the door on the Vault-tec representative who himself turned around and made his way to his company van in front of the house.

"Hey, it's piece of mind," said Nate's wife, Nora, as she sat on the couch in the living room idly watching the television.

"I know, it just a scary prospect."

"What is?" she asked as he took a seat beside her on the couch.

"The idea of spending a long time, if not the rest of our lives, in one of those vaults."

"Well at least if it does happen, we will be together. All of us." She put her hand over his.

"Yeah," said Nate giving her a grin. "As long as I have you and Shaun, I could get through anything. He leaned over to kiss her. She returned his kiss softly but as the seconds ticked by, the intensity between them rose.

The cries from Shaun filled the room breaking the small romantic moment. "Mr. Nate," said Codsworth coming down the hall a few seconds later. "Shaun has been changed but he refuses to calm down. I think he needs some of that paternal attention you seem to be so good at."

Nate gave the robot a nod and Codsworth hovered into the kitchen, his robotic arms getting to work on some task yet to be done. While Codsworth, and his British accent, had been something to get used to over the past few weeks, he was really becoming part of the family. Nate stood up from the couch and made his way to Shaun's room. He could hear Nora following him not too far behind.

"He there little guy," said Nate as he leaned over Shaun's crib. Shaun stopped crying as soon as he saw his father and just looked at him with big eyes and Nate could swear the baby had a genuine smile on his face.

"And how are the two most important men in my life doing?" asked Nora as she came into the room, shutting the sliding door behind her. "Spin the mobile. He loves that."

Nate did so, giving the mobile a push allowing the song to start playing. Shaun gazed up at the mobile and watched the mobile's toy rockets slowly rotating above him.

Nora stepped beside Nate and together they watched their son for a moment. For Nate in this moment there was only his family. The worries of the outside world were put on hold. The Chinese, supply shortages, the New Plague, all these things did not matter. All that mattered was his family. All that would truly ever matter would always be his family.

"It's a beautiful day today. How about we go to the park for a few hours?" asked Nora.

"You know," said Nate as he turned to look at Nora, "I think that sounds like a wonderful idea." He gave her a smile and she returned it in a way only her beauty could.

"Sir, ma'am," said a distressed Codsworth from the other room. "You need to come see this!"

Nate saw Nora's smile vanish from her face and she bent down to pick up Shaun. Nate quickly walked out the room. He did not know what happened but Codsworth's tone was almost unnerving. He stepped out from the hall to see Codsworth in front of the TV. He came to stop beside Codsworth and focused on the news anchor on screen.

"Followed by… Yes, followed by flashes. Sounds of explosions," said the anchor reading from a paper. He was visibly disturbed by his report as he continued. "We are trying to get confirmation. We seemed to have lost contact with our affiliate stations."

"What is he saying?" asked Nora worriedly as she came to stand beside Nate with Shaun in her arms.

"We do have…," continued the anchor. "We do have confirmed reports, I repeat confirmed reports, of nuclear detonations in New York and Pennsylvania. My God…" uttered the anchor placing his hand to his forehead. The signal cut out and a 'Please Stand By' picture filled the screen.

"Oh my God," said Nora as she looked nervously at Nate.

"We need to go," said Nate. "We need to get to the Vault now!"

"Okay," said Nora with a nod. "I've got Shaun. Let's go." She began moving to the door as the siren of an alarm began to wind up, bellowing the threat of doom that was beginning.

Nate turned to follow her, but hesitated for a second and turned back toward Codsworth. "I'm sorry Codsworth," he said earnestly. "Take care of yourself."

"Worry about your family, sir," said Codsworth confidently. "I will be fine." Nate gave him one last nod and ran out the door following Nora.

He stepped out of the house right behind Nora and Shaun just as a vertibird flew overhead, the roaring sound of its propellors deafening. On a normal day, the prototype aircraft was a sight to see as there were only a few of them in operation. But today, no one even bothered to look up. A few people were desperately throwing a few pieces of luggage into their cars, but most in the neighborhood were running alongside Nate and Nora to the vault. Some dragged bags and suitcases, but they were left behind by those fleeing with nothing. Nate doubted that all of these people were on the list to get into the vault, but he knew they were most likely doomed no matter what they did if a bomb fell.

Nate led Nora off the main road and onto a trail that led to Vault 111. The Vault-tec representative that he had spoken to only a few minutes ago was arguing with a Vault-tec security officer and the security checkpoint. He was only one of many there, all saying they should be let in. However, the Vault's security team, including one person operating a suit of power armor holding a mini-gun, suppressed the people from getting to rowdy just yet. But that did not stop the representative from growing louder demanding to be let in. The power-armored soldier whirling up his mini-gun and pointing it at the representative shut the man up. He turned and ran past Nate and Nora, yelling he would tell Vault-tec of this incident as he went by.

With Nora in tow, Nate made his way through the small crowd, pushing a few people aside quite roughly, and to the security officer the representative had been arguing with.

"Please," pleaded Nate. "You have to let us in! We have reservations inside the Vault."

"Name?" asked the security officer in a stern voice.

"Nate Williams and this my wife Nora and our son Shaun."

The security officer flipped through the few pieces of paper on the clipboard he was holding. On each sheet were various names and pictures of who the names belong to. The officer gave a nod after a few moments and stepped aside to let them through. "Follow the security officer to the entrance." He gestured to another officer standing a few yards back.

Nate and Nora passed through the checkpoint. The crowd they left behind became even louder as they saw more people gain entrance while they were left stranded. While the thought of leaving anyone behind in such a situation did not sit well with Nate, he had an obligation to his family. He could only wish the best for the others, many of which were his neighbors. Even… even if it was only a quick death.

"Quickly, follow me!" said the officer they were told to follow. He began running up the hill. Nate and Nora wasted no time following him. "Hurry and step onto the platform! It will take you down to the vault," he said as they reached the top of the hill.

There were already a few people already waiting on the platform as Nate and Nora rushed to join them as the security officer went back down the hill. As they reached the platform, the vertibird he had seen earlier began to land. Its propellors threw dirt into the air as it touched down.

On the platform Nate realized that he knew everyone already there. They were his neighbors. He and Nora had only been in the house for a couple of months, but he recognized all their faces. They all shared the same look. One of nervous waiting.

Nora pulled on Nate's arm. He turned to look at her. "I love you," she said as she looked into his eyes.

"I love-." A flash interrupted his words and he quickly stepped in front of Nora and Shaun so they would not be exposed to the light. A venomous chill ran down his spine. He knew the flash could only come from a nuclear detonation.

A few others were not so smart or lucky and were looking where the flash originated or looked towards it when it bloomed. They screamed as they were blinded by the nuclear light.

With a jolt the platform began to descend. Nate could hear a roar coming from the nuclear detonation and carefully turned to look over his shoulder. A wall of dirt from the shockwave thundered their way. He forced Nora down to her knees and tried his best to cover her. The other people on the platform did the same, dragging down those that were either too stupid to do so or blinded. Slowly the platform descended, but it was just far enough that the shockwave passed by overheard, raining dirt and debris on them from above. As the door overhead began to close, the last thing he could hear was the screams of the people as their world, and most likely their lives, ended.

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"We made it," whispered Nora with a sigh of relief as the platform stopped descending and came to a rest. A gate began to lift and they made their way off. A couple of security officer came up to help those that had been blinded or were still on the ground.

"Please everyone. Make your way up the stairs behind me and into the vault," said the man Nate recognized as the Vault 111's overseer from flyers that had been passed around the neighborhood a couple of weeks ago. "You are all safe now. Welcome home."

Nate and Nora moved up the the stairs. Nate did not know if he would ever consider the vault home, but he did not have any choice in the matter now. He looked at Nora and Shaun as they passed into the vault proper. 'At least we are alive, and together,' he thought.

The stopped as they found a line with a few people already in front of them. Each waited to be called and handed a suit along with the instructions to follow one of the vault personnel deeper into the vault. The scene was almost unnerving to Nate. Above them everything they knew was being burned, yet here it was so calm, so orderly. Of course, he figured that the vault personnel had been trained to act this way, but to him their act just made the situation all the worse. It was simply unnerving. Didn't these people have families, friends that were left above to a fate unknown? Surely they had to be a least a little sad, and to show that sadness in some way. Yet they went on as though they were managing a community event, happy and cheerful all the way.

After another minute Nate and Nora were called forward and handed a vault suit. They were told to follow a doctor waiting to escort them. They did so and the doctor went on about the Vault as he led them further into it, but Nate was barely listening. What part of his mind was not wondering about the outside world, about his parents and sister, was observing everything he could about the areas they walked through, reserving it all in memory. Of course, there was not much to observe as they soon came to a halt in a room with a few other people and an equal number of large open pods attached the floors.

"Alright everyone," said the doctor in a cherry voice. "If you all will please put on your vault suits and place your discarded clothes into the hamper by the entrance. Then step into the decontamination pods and once that is done we will make our way deeper into the vault." Everyone began doing what they were told.

"Here, let me hold Shaun while you put on yours," said Nate as he took Shaun from Nora's arms. She put on her suit and then took back Shaun so Nate could put on his.

Soon everyone was finished and the doctor told them to step into the pods.

"Doctor, will our son be alright though the decontamination process?" asked Nora.

"Yes ma'am," answered the doctor with a smile. "It will only take a minute and I assure you he will be fine. If you'd like, I will check him over personally after we get deeper into the vault."

"Alright then," said Nora and she turned with Shaun in her arms and stepped into a decontamination pod. Nate stepped into the one directly across from her.

The doctor walked to other side of the room and accessed a terminal mounted on the wall as everyone present stepped into a pod. "Everyone, I am about to start the decontamination process. The pods will close and you will feel a cool mist. It will only take a minute and then we will be done." As he finished the doors to the pods began to close.

With a hiss Nate's door sealed. On the door was a small window and he could see Nora and Shaun through it. She gave him a small wave and he gave her one back.

"Decontamination process beginning in: five," said an artificial voice inside the pod. A cold mist began to spread over Nate. "Four. Three," counted down the voice as the mist turned from cold to freezing. Nate gave a shiver. The small window began fogging up. "Two." He shook his head head trying to shake off a tired feeling overtaking him. "One."

'Wait, is that ice on the window?" thought Nate. But he had not time to ponder it as his vision faded until he saw nothing.

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He was freezing. Shivering he struggled to open his eyes.

"Manual override initiated," said the same artificial voice that was just counting down a moment before.

He finally opened eyes, but white light harshly bounced off the mist and made it difficult to see. But thankfully the mist started to fade and another second later he could see through the window. In the pod across from him Nora was moving around as well. The light's in the room outside the pod seemed dimmer than they had been only a few seconds ago.

Suddenly a person in a hazmat suit stepped into view. It pointed to Nora's pod. "This one," said a female voice from inside the suit.

Then a bald man stepped pass the woman and to the other side of Nora's pod. "Open it up," he said.

The pod's door opened and Nate watched as Nora took a deep, shuddered breath. Shaun began to cry.

"It's okay," said Nora to Shaun as the woman in the hazmat suit moved close to her, her arms outstretched.

"Hold on," said the bald man. "Everything's going to be fine."

The woman in the hazmat suit reached for Shaun and tried to pull him out of Nora's arms, but Nora resisted, pulling Shaun as close to her as she could. Nate banged on the window and yelled at them to get away from his family, but if they heard him they pretended otherwise.

"Let the boy go," said the bald man as he unholstered a pistol and pointed it at Nora. Nate yelled with rage and pounded harder. "I'm only going to tell you once," continued the man.

Nora continued to fight with the woman. "I'm not going to give you Shaun!" she yelled defiantly as Nate screamed as loud as he could as he looked for anything that might open up his pod.

But anything he could have done was too late as he heard a shot ring out from the man's pistol and Nora fell back into the pod allowing the woman to grab Shaun. Nate stopped. He could only stare. Words would not come. Action of any kind was silent. He could only watch in shock for a split second as Nora moved her hand over a bullet hole in her chest, blood pouring out from it. The door of Nora's pod quickly closed back as he watched his wife struggle. The door sealed and he saw Nora's hand slap against the window of her pod, blood smearing across it.

"Let's go," said the bald man to the woman who turned to exit with Shaun in her arms. The bald man paused, looked over at Nate and then moved his way placing his face close to the the window of Nate's pod. His eyes were cold, his face hard with an ugly scar on the left side of his face from forehead down to the bottom of his cheek. "At least we have a backup," he said with a smirk. Then he turned to leave and was soon out of sight.

Nate roared and slammed his fist against the window again and again, his own blood break free of his skin and dotting the transparent surface. But it was useless. So useless. In that moment, as the mist came back and he grew cold, he was nothing but.

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Nate shuddered. He could feel the adrenaline pumping though his veins. He once again struggled to open his eyes and again his freshly opened eyes were met by a harsh light that reflected off the mist. This time though, the door opened and the mist escaped the pod.

Nate fell out of the pod and onto his hands and knees. He breathed deep, shuddered breaths. With everything he had, he willed his body up. 'Nora. I have to get to Nora!' he screamed in his mind as he stumbled forward.

He fell against her pod with a dull thud. Its window was still smeared with her blood on the inside. He grabbed for the release lever to its side. "Come on! Come on! COME ON!" he yelled as the door slowly opened up.

But after the door was fully opened, he could only stand and look on, paralyzed. There she was. Still. She was not breathing, her chest unmoving. Blood was trickling out of her wound. He stifled a cry. Tears swelled in his eyes. 'This can't be happening!' he thought to himself as he stared in disbelief. His wife… his wife was dead.

Then she coughed and her chest heaved as her lungs swelled with air! She briefly opened her eyes and looked directly at him. "Nate," she could only whisper as she fell out of the pod with Nate barely catching her and in his weakened stated they crashed to the floor.

He moved her off from on top of him and laid her on the floor. He felt for her pulse. It was weak, but it was still there. She breathed shallowly, but she was alive! He just had to keep her that way. He looked around. There was nothing he could use here in this room to help with her wound. So with all the strength he could muster, he lifted his wife in his arms and moved as fast as he could.

He backtracked the way they had entered the vault, but one of the doors wouldn't budge. He turned down a side hall and made his way. His mind was racing, but the vault was different than he remembered. Where the walls, floors and fixtures had been clean and polished, now they were rusted and covered in grime. There was a smell of wet mold in the air. As he raced through the vault's halls he knew that something had happened, and whatever had happened had occurred over years, not the few minutes he remembered being in the vault. But he had no time for that.

He quickly turned a corner, and as quickly came to a stop. 'What the hell?' he thought as he looked ahead of him where three… what could only be considered giant roaches stood perfectly still. The three of them were easily over a foot long. They were not natural.

But they did not stay perfectly still for more than a second before they began scurrying towards Nate and Nora. Nate was caught off guard and he moved back only to feel his back hit the corner he had just turned. Before he could react one of the roaches jumped into the air and landed on his knee. Before Nate knew it, a felt the creature slicing open his thigh. He could feel his warm blood pour out.

He quickly realized these creatures were dangerous and fiercely shook the roach off. It landed on the floor and before it could move, Nate slammed his foot down hard on top of it. It did the job. The creatures had a mean bite, but they were weak.

Without hesitation Nate lunged towards the other two roaches, careful to keep Nora in a firm grasp as he did so. Soon the fate of the other two roaches was the same as the first and Nate moved on, desperate to get out of the mutated hell he now found himself in.

They passed a few more rooms, some housing more pods. Some even held skeletons in vault suits. But he had not time to worry about the dead as he encountered more roaches along the way, though they proved little challenge. Finally they stumbled into a dining area. Off to the side were a few bunk beads. Nate wasted no time and put Nora on one of the bottom bunks and moved to tare a sheet so he could bandage her wound. A minute later the wound on her chest was covered, at least, but it was still bleeding.

'I need a stimpack' he thought. He searched the room, but found nothing. He knew he could cover more ground if he left her on the bunk while he searched, but he did not dare leave her alone with the threat of the roaches. Even if he closed all the doors he did not know if it would be enough to keep her safe. So he picked her up again. Her face was as white as snow. He needed to hurry.

They continued to make their way, but finally he found what he needed. He could see a large room with a desk and on the desk were three stimpacks, just sitting there. But they were not the only things in the room, though. As he peeked around the corner, he tried his best not to be seen by the ten or so roaches in the room. That many would be a challenge, but he desperately needed those stimpacks.

He saw no choice. He checked around him to make sure the area was clear and then placed Nora on the floor. He turned back to the room with the desk. Then he charged. With both feet he landed the the first roach then made his way to do the same with another. By the time he got to the third, the rest were already reacting to his assault. They swarmed him and when they landed he could feel them ripping into his flesh. But he did not stop or hesitate. Instead he stomped, punched and ripped apart the roaches with his hands and feet until they were all dead.

He felt lightheaded and blood poured from too many wounds to count. He paid a price, but he got both the stimpacks and quickly made his way to Nora on the floor, a trail of his own blood following him all the way.

He readied one of the stimpacks and jammed it into his wife's chest, pressing the plunger down. He did the same with the second. He watched as the wound immediately began to heal. Nora's breathing evened out and a little color returned to her face. He thought about giving her the third stimpack but deciding against it not wanting risk her overdosing. Luckily, the bullet did not seem to have hit anything vital, and so the stimpacks should be enough to hold her for now. But she needed a doctor, or at least someone that had some medical experience. He did not know how extensive the injury was and a stimpack could only do so much if it was anything serious.

So, he used the third stimpack on himself. The needled hurt and it pierced his skin, though it soon passed as he hit the plunger and his wounds began to heal.

He laid there for a moment, talking calmly to Nora, more to comfort himself rather than to spur her awake. She needed to rest, though it would be nice if she could walk.

Finally, he stood up and once again picking her up, he made his way back to the desk. The entry way said that the room belong to the overseer of the vault. He hoped to find some answers to what was going on at least. There was a terminal on the desk, but he put off accessing it just yet, wanted instead to see if there were any useful supplies around.

He placed Nora on the floor beside the desk and started rummaging through it. He found a unloaded 10mm pistol and a few small boxes of ammo. He loaded the bullets into the magazine and popped it back into the pistol. The weapon's heavy weight gave him a grateful measure of comfort and security. He continued to search the room. A small armory was off the the side, but it was locked. He returned back to the desk, opened a drawer and pulled out a bobby pin he had seen just a moment ago. He went back to the door and after a minute he managed to get it unlocked. Inside was another pistol and more ammo, as well as a funny looking gun behind an tougher lock compared to the one on the door. He decided not to bother and continued searching for anything useful.

He managed to find two more stimpacks, but little else of use, so he decided to take a peek at the terminal. He was surprised to find that it did not have a password on it, thankful for the extra bit of good luck.

He read the logs first, but none of what he read brought anything close to comfort. 'Test subjects. We were just test subjects,' he thought as he read through the computer files as he balled his fist realizing that their purpose in the vault had only been to test the long term effects of cryogenic storage. He continued reading. Apparently a mutiny had broken out lead by the vault's security team that wanted to leave after the supplies dwindled down. But there was nothing in the files about what ultimately happened. However, with the few skeletons he had seen around the vault, he knew there was probably no true happy ending.

When he was through with the logs, he activated a command that was suppose to unlock the door in the room that led to the vault's entrance. He heard a click from a door on the other side of the room and moved from the desk to open the door. He peeked through. The coast was clear. He went back to pick up Nora and continued their way.

A few minutes later Nate finished off the last roach with a stomp. There were quite a few skeletons here, some in vault suits, others in lab coats. He laid Nora down again and moved toward the control panel that would open the vault door. However, he could not hit the button necessary to do so, not without a Pip-Boy that would allow him to unlock the plastic panel protecting it. Luckily, there was one on one of the skeletons. With little ceremony he pulled it off, the hand coming with it. He tossed the hand aside and slapped on the device. It booted up as soon as it was securely around his wrist. He was glad it was not one of the ones that were genetically tied to the wearer.

He had seen Pip-Boys on display before and on TV, but never actually wore one, but it did not take him long to figure out how to use it. There was an adapter on the back and it looked like it would fit perfectly into a port on the door control panel. He tugged on it and it popped off, a small cord connecting it with the Pip-Boy. He plugged it into the port and a plastic cover popped open, the read button underneath begging to be pushed.

Nate hesitated before hitting it. There did not seem to be many supplies here, but was it still better than what he might find outside? As soon as the door opened he could flood the whole vault with radiation and kill them both.

Then he though of the roaches and with the realization of the risk they posed and that eventually they would have to leave, he pressed the button firmly.

The gear shaped door screeched as it was pulled out and then rolled to the side. After the door was fully open and the small bridge was extended allowing them to pass through, with Nora in hand, Nate exited the vault proper as he listened to the platform descend from above. When it was ready, he stepped onto it and hit the button to begin their ascent back into the world above.

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Nate could only stare in depressing awe. It was early morning, but the beauty he always knew that was brought with the dawn did nothing to ease the destruction he witnessed in front of him. Everything was destroyed. He stood overlooking Sanctuary Hills, his home. He was just there an hour ago, but now, now it was a wreck! More than that, it was obvious that it had been so for a long time. He look passed his home and could see Boston in the far distance. He could tell it was no better. It had all been destroyed. Who knew how many people were alive. There were skeletons all around the vault entrance, but he knew some had to be alive. After all, Shaun was not kidnapped by ghosts.

"Well at least there's not really any radiation," he said to an unconscious Nora, trying to lighten the mood if just for himself. At least he hoped there was not and the Pip-Boy with its built in geiger counter was working properly.

Without much else he could think to do, he decided to move down to Sanctuary. There did not seem to be any people and maybe they could find some more supplies, or at least someplace quite to hole up.

He made his way with Nora in his arms. His arms burned as they tired from carrying his wife for so long, but he stayed strong and retraced their steps they had taken when they came to the vault. They made it back to the road and Nate turned toward his house, or what was left of it anyway. Then he saw movement and he stilled.

In front of his house was a Mr. Handy unit hovering in the air. 'Could it be?' he thought. 'Codsworth?'

He slowly made his way to the robot. There was not way that it could have been Codsworth, right?

"Mr. Nate?" called the robot with its British accent as it hovered towards him. "As I live and breath. It's… it's REALLY you!"

"Codsworth?" Nate called back.

"I don't believe it, sir," said Codsworth. "After all this time, it is really you. But what is wrong with Mrs. Nora? And where's young Shaun?"

"She's been shot," answered Nate, leaving off what happened to Shaun. "She needs to rest. Is there any place secure enough here?"

"Well, sir, I'm afraid your house, or any houses aren't up to securely holding anyone, and there is something of an infestation in a few of them."

"Damn," answered Nate thinking about more of those roaches. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore his straining arms as he tried to think of a solution. "Okay, uh, what about the root cellar?"

"Root cellar, sir?" asked Codsworth.

"Jacob Stadler, he had a root cellar behind his house," said Nate. "I remember him talking about turning it into a bomb shelter. Is it secure, Codsworth?"

"I don't know, sir, but let's go see!"

Jacob's house was only a few houses down and a quick walk away. They went behind it, but there were only large, vile looking bushes. Nate almost gave up hope and started to think of something else thinking he was mistaken, but then he saw it.

"There, Codsworth. Under those bushes to the rights, I can see the door. Can you clear it?"

"Consider it done, sir!" said Codsworth. The circular saw on one of his arms came to life and soon the entrance was clear and the brush was cleared away revealing the door.

Nate walked up to it, but a heavy lock sealed the door shut. "Codsworth?"

Without hesitation, Codsworth brought his saw down on the lock, and after a few screeching seconds, the lock slid off. Codsworth then opened up the cellar doors and moved quickly inside. "It's all clear down here, sir," he called up.

Nate wasted no time. It was dim in the cellar with only the light from outside to use. But there was a bed and a good amount of supplies, though none looked like medical supplies. Nate set Nora on the bed and began looking around. There was a small fusion generator and he tried it, and miraculously it purred to life powering a few lights. With the lights on, Nate closed the cellar doors. The was a heavy sliding lock on the inside of the doors and he pulled it across affording them at least some safety.

He went over to Nora and sat down on the ground beside the bed. "Thank you, Codsworth," he said sincerely to the robot.

"My pleasure, sir. It may have been two-hundred years, but I have not forgotten my duties to you and your family."

Nate reaction was delayed, but after a second his head snapped up. "Wait, did you say two-hundred years?" Could it really have been that long?

"Yes, sir," confirmed Codsworth. "A bit over 210 actually, sir. Give or take a little for the Earth's rotation and some minor dings to the ole' chronometer."

Nate just let his head sink, his eyes falling to look at the ground. "Unbelievable." Everything he knew was gone. His parents, sister, all his friends. They were now just memories. The only people he had left were Nora… and Shaun. His head began to spin. He had completely forgotten about his son! He scolded himself. Everything had been so chaotic. In to him what felt like the span of an hour, two-hundreds years had slipped past and his wife was no lying severely wounded in the ruins of their neighborhood.

But, as much as he might wish otherwise, finding Shaun would have to wait. Getting help from Nora took priority, especially since he was clueless as to where Shaun was, and more worrisome, if he was even still alive.

"Sir, where's young Shaun?" asked Codsworth as if tuning in to the theme of Nate's thoughts.

"Shaun's been… kidnapped," started Nate. "By the same people that shot Nora. You haven't seen anyone come through here, have you Codsworth? A woman in a hazmat suit along with a bald man that had a scar on his face?"

"I'm sorry, sir, but I have not seen anyone in Sanctuary Hills in quite some time. But they might be around here somewhere! If you like we can go take a look around the neighborhood."

"No," said Nate firmly as he rose from the ground. "No, we need to find help for Nora. I gave her a couple of stimpacks but she still needs to see a doctor. Codsworth, is there anyone around here, or any real medical supplies? I don't see any in here."

"I'm sorry, sir, but there isn't. But you may want to check Concord. There are a few people that only shot at me a few times when I ventured too close. They may have some medical supplies, if not a doctor."

"People in Concord, huh? I guess that will have to do. Codsworth, will you stay here with Nora, make sure no harm comes to her?"

"Of course, sir. It would be my honor."

Nate gave the robot a nod and moved to the door. He had a ripped vault suit and a pistol and he was going out into a world he knew instinctively was not pleasant. He took a quick glance back at Nora. He had no choice, so he headed out of the root cellar and made his way to Concord.

And so ends Chapter 1. Please let me know what you think. You guys are the reason that I am writing this so please feel free to let me know your thoughts!