He's seen her before and not like this: one manicured hand gripping the stem of a wine glass and the other supporting the weight of a pan as she slides it from the oven. No, he's sure he's seen her in some dream, some other lifetime, and it instantly draws him to her.

Two years since it was destroyed by the Brotherhood of Steel, remnants of the Institute still litter the Commonwealth, much to Arthur Maxson's chagrin. The devastating potential of cryogenic experimentation goes largely ignored outside the inner circle of the Sole Survivor until, seven years after disappearing without a trace, the Lone Wanderer emerges from an abandoned facility.