AGENT MOIRA

Moira Brown loved running Craterside Supply. Megaton was a friendly town, and everyone appreciated her services.

Including the man standing before her now, holding a very confused-looking companion by the arm.

"Hey, this is Craterside Supply, right?"

"It sure is!" She said happily. "We've got the best deals in the Capital Wasteland!"

"Well, that's great and all, but what I really want to know is if you have a Geiger counter."

Moira's expression shifted ever so subtly. "Sorry, mine's in the shop."

"Not a problem. Say, can you help my friend out here? He needs a place to stay."

"Sure thing!"

"Alright, let's go over some basics," Moria said tiredly. "What's your name?"

"Mark," the man replied.

"And what's your job?"

"I'm the muscle for this shop. People think twice about robbing you when they see me."

She nodded. "Good. Sorry about the whole amnesia thing. You can sleep here for a little while until you're settled."

"Thanks." Mark paused. "Say, Moira, you ever have weird dreams?"

"…sometimes," she replied. "Did you?"

"Yeah. In the dream, I see this underground place. Really clean, white walls, gardens, all that. And everyone treats me like I'm their slave, for some reason."

She stared. "I…wouldn't worry about it. You've probably been reading too many of those pre-war comics."

"Yeah, you're probably right. Thanks again for letting me stay here."

"Of course! Don't mention it."

"What? The Institute's been destroyed?" Moira looked like she was having a hard time processing what had been said to her.

"It has," the Railroad agent nodded. "We still have synths we need to get out of the Commonwealth, but we don't have to worry about Courser hunts anymore."

"That's great news!" She smiled warmly. "I have to ask, how did this happen? Last I heard, NOBODY knew how to get into the Institute!"

"Some traveling person from a Vault found a way in with the Railroad and blew the whole place up."

"ANOTHER Vault dweller changing the world? That's a weird coincidence!"

"Sure is."

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A/N: This is inspired by The Legend of the Wandering Pair From Vault 101, since Moira is a Railroad agent in that fic.