Don't Stop Me Now

Anchorage, Alaska

June 9th, 2076

Pvt. Elliot Tercorien

108th Fox Company Unit

US Army

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The cold wind cuts deep through the armor right to the bone. The medical team was really starting to envy the cold interior functions of their Mister Orderly robots. The only comfort for the medics and patients is the stereo playing Queen.

"I'm burnin' through the sky, yeah

200 degrees

That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit

I'm travelling at the speed of light

I wanna make a supersonic woman of you"

The tune faded in the background as the soldiers continued their work.

"I can't believe this band is still being broadcasted." Private Dawkins complained while packing more supplies in the crates.

"Watch your mouth, private!" Corporal Spurlock said while playing cards with Sergeant Daniels.

"Every generation needs to hear Queens music." Daniels commented.

"Freddie Mercury is immortal!" Corporal Rheems finalized.

"Won't argue with that."

"Amen, brother.*

Private Mears and Beckett were inspecting the wounds on a newly arrived soldier. The rest of them were in stable condition so most of the medics were just acting as security detail for the medical vicinity.

The sound of heavy engines started coming into earshot over the music. A line of loading trucks were driving up to the camp. A sight of very cold sore eyes for everyone.

"Daniels, kill the music. Everyone up and at'em! The Lieutenant's here with the transports. Get off your asses now grunts!" Sergeant Daniels ordered.

The men finished their current duties and raced to the front side of camp in perfect order and unison.

At the front grounds of their camp the large trucks parked outside dead ahead. The first few soldiers to survey the perimeter stepped outside, rifle in arms, and the first officer was none other than Lieutenant Nate.

"Team attention! PRESENT ARMS!"

"At ease ladies." Nate said, passing the group over to meet with the sergeant.

"Sergeant Daniels, I'm here for your report. My men will see to the wounded loaded on the trucks."

"Yessir Lieutenant. Private Elliot… Elliot? Rheems where's Elliot?"

"I think he's at the terminal, adding the final details to the report." The corporal said while supervising the wounded transfer.

"Son of a bitch." Sergeant spat.

"Sloppy work, sergeant. Lemme go see this private. Where can I find the terminal?" Nate said sternly with the bigger rank on his chest.

"Inside the main tent, that way." Sergeant said in defeat.

"As you were sergeant." Nate said, passing over Daniels to find Elliot.

Nate made his way to the main tent to find the Private in question.

Nate asked the soldier completely occupied in the report details, "Ugh, private Elliot?"

The soldier jumped out of his seat losing complete focus and switched to a sudden jump from out of his seat.

"Uhh lieutenant! I had no idea… SIR!" Elliot yipped as he jumped to a salute like an instant freeze. Took him a moment to realize the lieutenant was in front of him.

Nate broke a chuckle after watching this private stumble in front of him, "At ease rookie. You're definitely as green as grass and this is snowy Alaska."

Elliot was able to relax with the humor from Nate. He exhaled a deep sigh, before speaking.

"Yeah… I was a doctor before all this… Tried to do my best to show support back home but then good old Uncle Sam drafted me here." Elliot resumed his final details on the report. He eventually transferred all the information on the ejected holotape and handed it over to Nate.

"Thanks private, now help us get the wounded ready for transport." Nate said.

"Yessir." Elliot.

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Several hours passed all the way after midnight. The evacuation was finally finished and all that was left was to get the medical team on the road to allied territory. The wounded are already ahead thanks to Nate and his extra hands.

"Sergeant Daniels, it's lieutenant Nate do you copy?" Nate said over the radio.

"This is private Elliot, I hear you lieutenant, the sergeant's taking a shit. We're about to head out ourselves."

"Good work, Elliot. Make sure you guys hustle up on outta there. The chinese are planting artillery soon. By the way, since you're here. Humor me, you said you were a doctor before all this?"

"Yessir Lieutenant… Why?"

"A week ago just after I arrived in Anchorage, my wife called to say she's pregnant."

"Oh… Congratulations."

"Thanks… A little advice for you, private. We as soldiers don't fight for what we hate in front of us. We fight for what we love behind us. Don't forget that. Even after you go back home."

"Thank you sir." Elliot turned off the radio.

The moment the radio went off. A sudden blinding flash of light surrounded Elliot and his men. Next thing they know they find the ground floating away from their own feet.

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Semper Invicta

October 27th, 2287

The Commonwealth, Boston Massachusetts

Nathan "Nate" Shaw

Recon Squad Gladius

Brotherhood of Steel

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After all these years the physical presence of his former lieutenant rendered Elliot speechless. As well as Nate himself for his former private.

"Lieutenant… Nate… You look like shit, sir." Elliot spoke first.

"I could say the same for you, private." Nate responded.

Elliot stepped closer to Nate and shoved his shoulder lightly just to make sure he was actually real and breathing.

"Nate… You're actually here… For real!" Elliot recycled his disbelief.

"You went MIA in Anchorage last I heard from you." Nate said.

Nate just cracked a smile and tackled him with a well deserved bro hug. Which Elliot returned the favor.

"It's… It's good to see you, Lieutenant." Elliot laid a fist on Nate's chest armor.

"Likewise, brother " Nate patted Elliot's shoulder in return.

"So how'd you get here?" Elliot asked.

"I'd ask the same but I'm more curious to what you shot down."

"These things are why I went MIA back then." Elliot kicked the space craft, "They took me and my team… I'm the last one now."

Suddenly next to Elliot, Sally decloaked with a rather interesting device.

"Here's the kinesis glove, papa." Sally gave to Elliot.

"Papa?" Nate smirked a little.

"Oh umm, Sally. This, believe it or not is a friend of mine from the old world."

"So he's like us?" Sally wondered.

Dogmeat started barking over to the side and went over to Sally and Elliot.

"Oh what a cute doggy!" Sally gave Dogmeat air kisses and scratches on the head. He was quite happy with the greetings.

"Alright, that's enough of a reunion." From behind the three Prewar citizens. Paladin Danse had to draw them back from stalling the time, "Nate if you don't mind we have a transmitter to return to a certain police station. And you, we'd like you to bring that… Aircraft with us if you can."

"Don't worry Paladin, back in DC the Brotherhood took me in. I'm a fellow knight to the Brotherhood… Or at least I used to be."

"That's good to hear, that means I can order you to pick up the pace. Let's move out." Danse said with Nate following beside him.

Elliot equipped the glove given by Sally and aimed a controlled pulse of anti-gravity to the UFO. Making it float in midair like a feather.

"Holy crap, Elliot." Nate was astonished at the sight, "Hmm. Hey Danse?"

"What is it?"

Nate unhooked the Junkjet from behind Danse and asked Elliot to lower the ship so he can stash the device in the UFO's cockpit.

"Alright let's go!" Nate said resuming their hike back to Cambridge.

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Passing Edward Grey's old house, Nate and Elliot decided to resume their catch-up on time.

"So how'd these… Aliens, get you and Sally here?" Nate asked.

"These Zetan aliens… After Anchorage me and my team were put in cryofreezing by these aliens, that was until ten years ago. Next thing I know I woke up with a 19th century Cowboy and a Samurai from feudal Japan. My team wasn't so lucky. I was thawed out by this 19 year old kid, a woman, and Sally when she was only ten. They gave me the rundown on what's been happening. After that, the kid brought me and Sally to the Brotherhood. Here we are now! So what about you, lieutenant?"

"Vault Tec did the same for me and my family. I actually woke up about a week ago. I was the only survivor. My wife was killed and my son was taken."

"Damn." Elliot mourned briefly.

"So what's Sally's story?" Nate asked.

"About the same as ours… When we arrived here for the first time, we've had each other's backs ever since. She's actually the reason I keep fighting. Soldier's fight for what they love behind them… You taught me that, brother."

"You're definitely not the green rookie I last saw in Anchorage, Elliot." Nate patted Elliot's back.

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Back in Cambridge, Elliot and Sally stashed their UFO in the Police Station's garage. Rhys, and the Storyteller remained silent as the two closed the garage behind them. Nate handed Danse the transmitter.

"Well that could've gone smoother, but mission accomplished."

"Yeah… That op was sloppy, but I won't lie we made a good team."

"Agreed… So with that in mind. I have two things to discuss before we go any further. First off, I'd like to compensate you for your service. You definitely know how to handle that standard Brotherhood laser rifle. Why don't you keep that with you. May it serve you well in battle."

"Thank you Paladin. I'll use it well."

"Good to hear. Now as far as the second matter goes. I wanted to make you a proposal. Meet me inside and we'll discuss then." Danse turned his attention to the Mister Gutsy, "Dave, take over for Rhys. Storyteller, Edna you're with me."

The group proceeded inside.

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Stepping inside the police station, the whole group was there to welcome Nate. Danse, Rhys, Haylen, the Storyteller, Edna, Elliot, Sally, Codsworth, and Dogmeat as always. They all stood before Nate.

"Alright Nate, step up." Danse said as Nate followed as ordered.

"In the last 24 hours, we had a lot thrown at us back there. Our op could have ended in disaster, but you kept your cool and handled it like a soldier. There's no doubt in my mind that you've got what it takes. Roger Maxson would trust you with his life and from what I saw today I understand why he'd say that. I'd be honored to say I'd trust you with my life all the same. The way I see it, you've got a choice. You could spend the rest of your life wandering from place to place, trading an extra hand for a meager reward. Or, you could join the Brotherhood of Steel and make your mark on the world. So what do you say? Ready to join?"

"I'd be honored to join, sir." Nate answered with no hesitation.

"That's what I wanted to hear. From here on I'm granting you the rank of Initiate. This is just a training rank. I'm not allowed to grant any ranks further."

"Gotta start somewhere, right?" Nate responded.

"Exactly." Elliot commented.

"Ad Victoriam, Initiate." Haylen said.

"He doesn't even know what that means, Haylen." Rhys hissed.

"To victory." Nate answered unexpectedly.

"Well then master Nate, Maxson definitely knew how to pick his friends." Codsworth said.

"Alright, that's enough." Danse halted the conversation any further, "Rhys, Storyteller, Edna head back outside and secure the front, I'll be there to help after Nate and I finish our report. Elliot, Sally, see what you can get from that UFO we brought and make sure it's safe. Haylen once you install the transmitter I want you to give Elliot and Sally a hand on their ship."

"YESSIR!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Going to their appointed locations, the Storyteller and Edna stepped outside with Rhys. Codsworth arrived with Nate's old military uniform.

"Mister Nate, I have your fatigues cleaned and pressed. If you'd like to change." Codsworth said.

"Thanks Codsworth. Gimme a moment." Nate said before going to the back room.

Switching back to his Prewar uniform, Nate returned to the main room. After the long night fighting ghouls, mutans, robots and aliens to top it all off. Forcing himself to remain awake while he and Danse wrote out their report. After all that, a couple of MRE's and a Nuka cola. Nate went out like a light for the next few hours.

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Later that day, Nate, Dogmeat, and Codsworth took the rest of the day to assist on the perimeter patrol. Nate stood guard at the fort with a cigarette in hand. The day was rather a drag but that's the best thing Nate could ask for. Pulling out his holotape, he began his fifth audio log.

"This is Lieutenant… Scratch that. This is Initiate Nate. Entry log number five, current date is October 28th, 2287… 17:18 hours… I have a lot to unpack from the last 24 hours, but here it goes…"

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First off a few things to address. I have no regrets putting the band Queen in the Fallout universe. As Sergeant Daniels said, "Every generation needs to hear Queens music." So yeah. Not changing it!

Elliot Tercorien, according to the wikia and some places in Reddit, he was a member of the 108th battalion. The same as Nate, so why not have Nate know Elliot. That and it gives me a reason to combine him, Sally and the "Over the Moon" quest from the creation club. Also to have the Gauss rifle and Chinese Stealth Suit from Fallout 3.

Lastly that glove Elliot used to carry the UFO. The idea behind that device was from Dead Space. Whenever Isaac Clarke would use his kinesis device for carrying heavy things or spearing Necromorphs.

Anyway, not a bad chapter so far. Hope you guys are liking it.

Here's to Creativity!