Two years.

Two years the Lone Wanderer, Al, had been out in the Wasteland. Two years of being shot at, disapointed, and changed. But when asked if he could choose and not go into the wastes, he said "Hell no. I love it out here. Always something to do. Besides, nothing for me back in the vault."

O

DISCLAIMER: I do not own fallout 3 it belongs to bethesda, zenimax, and all other poeple who produced it.

Ok this is my first story, so I'll try to give you a song for each chapter. Please review tell me constructive critisism please. I need it. Oh, and Al will be the main character for most of my fallout stories. I'll inform if I have a different person. Chubs out.