Miles the Lone Wanderer walked up to the entrance to Vault 101, distraught, and fried. He had just lost his father, James. He saw him die in front of his own eyes. He went into the cave, with his loyal companion, Dogmeat, at his side. Miles ran a hand thorough his long, messy brown hair. Here he was. Back where it all began. Vault 101. Only he couldn't come back. He didn't even want to go back in. It had too many bad memories. He wished Amata had called for someone else. It hurt him that he had to leave like this, but he didn't want to stay in DC anymore. Miles got out two items from his backpack: His old BB Gun, and a pre-recorded holotape. The last message he would leave for his best friend, Amata. He then hit a button on the Vault door control panel, opening the vault door, alerting security in the process. Then he left, his heart heavy.

Amata rushed past the guards as soon as the security alert went off, followed closely by Butch. She needed to see if Miles was here. If he had returned. Please, Be here Miles! Amata prayed. I need you! Her heart grew in anticipation as she sneaked past the entrance past her father's barricade. She got to the vault door, out of breath. It was wide open. But no one was there. A lump formed in her throat. Butch ran up right behind her, and saw the scene. His snide remark for Miles vanished before he could say it. Amata called out Miles's name, stepping outside the vault despite silent protest from Butch. She looked down on the Vault's doorstep, and saw the BB Gun and Holotape. Amata picked up the BB Gun, then the holotape. She put it in her pip-boy. With that, it played Miles's last, painful message to her: "Amata, I'm sorry. But I… I just can't help you this time. Because I need to help myself right now. Amata..." Miles started to choke up into tears at this point. "Amata…. I'm leaving Washington DC, and I'm never coming back. I can't stay here anymore... Dad is dead, and this goddamn place… All of it, it just brings back too many bad memories…" Miles was on the verge of breaking down. "It hurts, Amata. It hurts so much… Forgive me..." With that, the holotape cut. Amata was already in tears. She ran back into the vault, and threw her arms around Butch, breaking down into endless sobs.

Butch, confused, asked her what was going on. Then, he saw the BB Gun, and understood. She had called Miles for help. But he left.

"Butch…" Amata sobbed. "What are we going to do?"

Butch looked out to the door, into the cave. His face was set with a determined scowl.

"We're going to find him, bring him back, and make things right. Let's meet with the rebels and get a plan going." Butch said. "I won't let it end like this..."

Miles walked west, further and further from the Capital. It was the only place he knew to go. He walked away, with Dogmeat, into the darkness. Far, and away from the place he was born.

Far and away from his pain. Far away from his past.

He took one last look over his shoulder from a hill near DC. One last look at what once was home. He then turned west, and walked. Shortly after, he broke out into a full run.

Sarah Lyons walked around the Citadel, troubled. She had a feeling something had happened since Doctor Madison Li had shown up with the boy named Miles. He left shortly afterwords. Like Madison, he said he needed some time to think of what to do next. He left and came back after a few hours, and said that he needed to stop at Vault 101 to take care of something. For some reason, she felt it was more than that. After several hours, she asked her father, Elder Lyons, to send out a search party to Micheal's home, Vault 101.

She saw the search party come through the doors of the Citadel, stepping in through the gate. The news they gave here would turn the factions of the Captial wasteland on their ear.

Miles had dissapeared.