Women Out Of Time(Paladin Danse fanfic)
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  • Reads 1,118
  • Votes 31
  • Parts 20
  • Time 1h 36m
Complete, First published Jun 01, 2020
Mature
{{DISCONTINUED}}Andrea had her childhood and teenage years ripped away from her from a abusive upbring she somehow finds herself joining the Brotherhood Of Steel  after waking up 208 years of cryotasis in the infamous Vault  22 , when she emerges from the vault she is scared as  her once shelter laid in ruins of what was a nuclear wasteland now only known as the Commonwealth. 

she's the women out of time ((27 yrs old at time of emerging out off the vault  

this story starts after she becomes a Knight in the Brotherhood 

the year is 2289

#45in Brotherhood
#6 in Danse
#9 in brotherhoodofsteel 
#12 in Paladin Danse
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