Back in Diamond City, Ellie continues to sort through the files in the office. Just then Nick Valentine and a certain vault dweller walk into the office, surprising her.

(Y/n): Oh thank FUCKING CHRIST we're back! It literally feels like we've been walking for fucking months to get here!

(Suck me off, I got side tracked)

Ellie: Nick?! Oh god, it's really you!

Nick: Heh. Well, it's hard to mistake this mug for anyone else.

Ellie: Hmph. You keep laughing at death, some day, death's going to laugh back.

Nick: Not as long as I got a few friends to back me up.

Nick walks over and sits in his chair as Ellie faces (y/n).

Ellie: You saved Nick, this agency, and my job. Thank you.

(Y/n): Ehh. At this point, I'm use to fixing someone else's problems. So, you're welcome.

Ellie: Yeah? Go diving into scary prewar ruins all the time then, do ya?

(Y/n): You've no idea.

Ellie: You know, if you're looking for work, and don't mind putting on the detective hat, Nick sure could use a partner...

Nick: Whoa. One case at a time, Ellie. Our new friend needs our help, first. Alright. Let's get down to business. Take a seat. Make yourself comfortable.

(Y/n) sits in the chair facing Nick's desk as he tries to do so. Ellie pulls out a pencil and clipboard.

Nick: When you're trying to find someone who's gone missing, the devil is in the details. Tell me everything you can, no matter how... painful it might be.

(Y/n):... "sigh" 'This is going to suck.'

(Y/n)'s p.o.v.

Cold. That's all I felt as I start to wake up. It's hard to see. The sound of my breathing takes up most of my hearing until...

Speaker: Manual override initiated. Cryogenic stasis suspended.

Cryogenic... What's happening? There was something about pressurizing something when we got in and now... Why is it so cold?

My vision finally clears up as I look at my wife and son in their own pod from across the room. Suddenly somebody, a woman from the shape of it, in a strange suit walks into view and points at their pod while looking behind her.

Woman: This is the one. Here.

At that moment a bald man walks over and stands at the side of their pod.

???: Open it.

The woman reaches over to the pod's panel and flips the switch on it. Nora's pod begins to open as steam shoots out from the sides. The sounds of her coughs and Shaun's cries catch my attention. The woman slowly reaches for my son.

Nora: "coughing" Is it over? Are we okay?

???: Almost. Everything's going to be fine.

Woman: Come here... Come here, baby...

Nora weakly pulls away as she sees the woman reaching for Shaun. The woman then gently grabs a hold of the bundled baby. At this point, although pathetically, I start pounding my fist on the pod door. Thinking it will let me out.

Nora: No, wait. No, I've got him!

The strange man then pulls out a gun and points is at my wife. I pound on the metal seal even harder.

???: Let the boy go. I'm only gonna tell you once!

Nora: "grunts" I'm not giving you Shaun!

*BANG*

I stop moving. Completely helpless as I watch my wife's head whip back with a splatter of blood flying out. The woman grabs a hold of my son and starts cradling him to help him to stop crying. She just watches Nora's body slump in the pod and back at the man that just pulled the trigger.

???: Goddammit! Get the kid out of here, and let's go...

The man holsters his gun and walks up to my pod. I get a good look at his features as he stares right at me. Five o'clock shadow, balding, with a noticeable scar running over his left eye.

???: At least we still have the backup...

My breathing becomes hitched as he walks out of site. I look back at Nora, her motionless body and the absence of my son. Hoping to God that this is just a nightmare. Some horrible trick of the mind from the stress of the bombs dropping...

Speaker: Cryogenic sequence reinitalized.

My vision begins to fade as the chill returns. And yet there's a new kind of cold gripping my insides...

(Present)

Kellogg. After nearly having a mental breakdown from remembering my wife's death and my infant son being kidnapped, Nick and Ellie gave me the name of the bastard that fit the descriptions I gave. What surprised me is that Kellogg actually has a house here in Diamond City. No longer interested in any more details, Nick and I head over to the house as he tells me as to why he didn't tell Ellie about how truly dangerous this guy is. I honestly don't care right now.

We make our way up a flight of stairs leading to Kellogg's house.

Nick: Here we are. Keep an eye out, will ya? Let's see if I can get this open.

I take a step back and let Nick deal with the lock, crossing my arms.

Nick: That's one heck of a lock... Got something to hide, Kellogg?

As I look out into Diamond City with impatience, I start thinking to myself as to what kind of parent would name their kid after a cereal brand. Nick finally stands back up and turns to me. Obvious that he didn't get the door open.

Nick: Why don't you give it a try?

(Y/n): Sure.

I walk up to the door as Nick steps to the side.

(Y/n): You see, there's a certain trick to deal with these kinds of locks. And that's to-

I raise my foot up and violently ram it to the door. This action didn't crack it open, but it sure as hell left a nasty dent. I repeat this action again, with much more force, and the door finally gave way. It swings open as small pieces of the doorknob clatter to the floor. I turn to Nick with a small grin as I see his plastic eyebrows raised in shock.

Nick: Well, that's one way to do it... Let's head in.

Without another word we step inside. There's a desk off in the corner and some stairs leading up.

Nick: Let's take a look around. Kellogg must have left something behind.

And so we search...... After a minute of looking around I start to get a little annoyed and just take a seat at the desk.

Nick: This place seem small to you? Figured a guy like Kellogg would think big...

I swivel in the chair while looking around and spot something under the desk. I stop and bend down to get a closer look. Sure enough, it's a button.

(Y/n): *George Takei impression* Hellooo~

I press the button and a wall to our left opens up to another room.

Nick: Well... That's one way to hide a room.

We make our way inside and spot a lone chair with a whole bunch of stuff around the room. From ammo to an assortment of food and drinks.

Nick: Look at this. All of a merc's favorite things...

I spot a side table by the chair and take a look at it's contents. I reach for a cigar box and pick it up.

(Y/n): Beer, .44 cal, and some stogies. "Sniiiiiiiifff" San Francisco Sunlights. So he's a fancy wife killer and child kidnapper!

Nick: Hmm. Interesting brand. Won't lead us anywhere on it's own, though.

(Y/n): What about Dogmeat? He seems like the kind of breed that's good with it's nose.

Nick: Say, that's not a bad idea. Some dogs out there in the Commonwealth can track a man for miles.

(Y/n): And I just realised he's all the way back to Sanctuary... "sigh" Let's get moving.

I bring the cigars with me as we exit the house.

(Y/n): Once we grab Dogmeat, we-

Domeat: "bark"

(Y/n): SHIT ON MY DICK!

After almost jumping out of my fucking skin and nearly dropping the cigars, I look in front of me and see Dogmeat. The little fucker just sitting there with his tongue hanging out and his tail wagging to and fro.

(Y/n): How the shit did you get here?!

In response the canine raises a paw and moves it up and down before putting it back down, implying that he walked.

(Y/n): You know what, never mind. This is actually convenient. I need you to sniff this.

I pull out the cigar box and hold it out in front of him. He gets up and starts sniffing it's contents.

(Y/n): Just so you know if this turns out to be a waste of time, I'm having you fixed. Find me that bastard, boy!

Dogmeat: "bark"

And just like that he's off. Nose to the ground and making a bee line for the city exit. Nick and I give chase as we catch up to Dogmeat. A few minutes later we are out of Boston and roaming the wastes, killing off some of the local wild life that got in our way.

(To be continued)

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A/n: Ah have SINNED! I have neglected my very first story and in doing so, the people that enjoyed this story as well! I am become Sloth, neglector of worlds! There is only one punishment fitting for a cretin such as myself... The Glowing Sea calls for me. And I shall heed it's call. Goodbye and... I don't know, I'll see y'all next time. Later.