And so our adventure in Far Harbor continues!

I followed Nicky outside towards the entrance of Acadia.

"Nick!" I yelled.

He turned back and stared then continued walking. He was choosing to ignore me.

"Nick Valentine!"

He still continued walking without giving a reply.

"I'll just keep following you; you aren't going to get away from me that easily. You of all people should know that."

Nick stopped in his tracks, and turned to face me with rage in his eyes.

"What?" He asked angrily.

"I want to talk to you."

"You sure you just don't want to go ask your questions to DiMA? Because he seems to know everything about me, while I know nothing."

"That's not what I want, Nick."

"You sure? Because I'm the one who woke up not knowing where you went. I'm the one who has to go find you because you're out and about getting background information on me. You realize that you could've just ask, right doll?" Nick yelled.

"I didn't want to hurt you. You were already a confused mess when we went back to the room, I didn't want to cause you anymore problems. You don't know much about yourself and DiMA has so many memory archives, I wanted to help. I want to understand you. I want to help you build a life for yourself, just like you said when we ended the Winter case. I thought that was what you wanted." I said.

"Well it's not what I wanted." Nick roared back.

"Then what do you want?" I yelled.

"I don't know," he paused. "I don't know," he said sitting down on the closest stone he could find.

I sat down next to him and for a few short moments there was nothing but silence between us. I'd figure there would need to be a few short minutes without us arguing over what Nick's new life was going to be. So we sat and watched the clouds in the sky rolls away for evening would soon be upon us again.

"Nicky, I just want to help you," I said interlocking his hand with mine.

"I know doll. I know."

"I found something that may be helpful in sorting out your feelings about DiMA, if you're interested."

"What is it?" Nick asked.

"He gave me these locations of his old memories; I can find them and see if they have anything to say about you."

"Sounds like a plan."

After a few short days of collecting all of the holotapes of DiMA's, I ran them through my pipboy to check if there was any evidence of Nick and DiMA's relationship that had happened over a century ago. The fourth holotape had something very intriguing on it, as I recognized the voice that played.

"Just what the hell are you?" an old Noir voice said.

"It's me, DiMA. We just escaped the Institute together. We are brothers." DiMA's voice sounded.

"I don't have a brother, especially one with your complexion!"

"Let me help you." DiMA said in a peaceful manner.

A fist fight broke out as the next few seconds of the tape rolled then finally DiMA's voice came over the tape.

"Goodbye… Brother…."

I took a deep breath as the tape ended. "Oh Nick, you're in for one big surprise." I thought to myself.

"Did you find those tapes DiMA wanted you to find?" Nick asked, already digging through my bag.

"Yes, Nick. Listen to tape four."

Nick scanned the holotape into his system. His facial expressions became sadder as the tape played. He appeared to be in disbelief about what the holotapes were playing for him.

"Oh God… I can't believe it. He actually did try to help and I repaid him with that fight we had? I wasn't actually left out in some dumpster, but rather that DiMA knocked me out and left me there? Why the hell can't I remember anything?" Nick said, cursing himself under his breath.

"Hey, forgetting things is going to happen, remember? That's why DiMA is hooked up to all of those archives, so he never really 'forgets.'"

"Yeah, you're right. So should I give him a chance or do I just choose to not accept him?"

"Do you want a brother Nick?" I ask.

"The question is, would I want DiMA to be that brother? No one gets to choose their family, but at least I'd have one."

I cupped Nick's face between my two hands, "You've always had a family. Think of all the people you've met in the last year that have accepted you as you are. They care about you Nick."

"You're not wrong, and there has been one specific person I haven't been able to get off my mind," he said while closing the space between us and pressing his lips against mine.

"Let's get back to DiMA, detective. This may finally close your case for good."

"Let's hope so." Nick said.

We traveled to Acadia in a timely manner. I know Nick was eager to get back to DiMA and apologize for what had happened when we first arrived here. Slowly we walked up towards the observatory door and Nick took a sharp inhale. He opened the door cautiously and proceeded inside to where we found DiMA sitting in his usual spot taking in data with Faraday at his side.

"Could you please excuse us a moment Faraday?" DiMA said, gesturing to his lab doorway.

Faraday sighed and headed towards his in that direction. In his lab, he'd be able to hear us still, but at least his listening in wouldn't be as oblivious as if he was standing right there.

"I was hoping we could talk DiMA." Nick said looking him.

"What is it Nick?"

"I haven't exactly been on my best behavior since we've met; in fact I've been a total jackass."

"Amen to that," I added.

Nick shot me an "I'll deal with later" look, while DiMA chuckled.

"As I was saying, I've not been very friendly towards you. Which was very unkind of me, seeing as though we are the same prototype and you helped me out of the Institute. I realized that what I've said and done in the past, calls for an apology. I'm sorry, for everything that has happened DiMA." Nick said with the sincerest look in his eyes.

"Say no more, Nick. I've always considered you a brother and I hope you will see Acadia as a home for you and your companion. She cares for you deeply Nick, as do I, which is why I'm offering a place to stay here, if you wish."

"Thanks DiMA, it means a lot to hear you say that." Nick said as he smiled at DiMA and me.