Mary Wallace

• Height: 5'7
• Hair Color: Blonde
• Eye Color: Blue
• Skin: Covered in freckles, quite a few faded scars across her arms and a few on her face
• Aesthetic: 50s Housewife

• Positive Traits: Charming, Patient, Nurturing
• Negative Traits: Cowardly, Sensitive, Ignorant
• Loves: Roller Skating, Photo Albums, Fashion
• Hates: Explosions, Bad News, Radiation
• Karma: Good Karma

• Sole Survivor
• Missing Child
• Team Mom
• Good Is Not Soft
• The Lost Lenore

Born in 2048 and raised in Liberty, Texas, Mary was the daughter of Robert Baker (a respected judge) and Audrey Baker. She grew up in a nice house with a white picket fence and a huge yard where she and her older brother, Jon, often spent their days playing and tormenting each other. Both children grew up in a strict household that expected great things from them, and as such were often pressured into getting flawless grades in school and taking up multiple after school activities just to satisfy their parents. Though Mary was, for the most part, an unwilling participant in most of these clubs and hobbies, she did take quite well to roller skating - so much so that she and her team won a roller derby competition held in her hometown while still in high school.

Though Mary longed to be a professional skater, her parents pressured her into choosing a more "respectable" and stable career. Deciding to follow in her father's footsteps, she chose to pack up and move to Boston, Massachusetts in order to attend college and law school there. For a while, Mary thought she had her whole life planned out for her: graduate law school, meet a respectable man, settle down in a nice house, and have children. It might not have been what she truly wanted, but her parents' rules were a constant reminder that, if she ever strayed from the path they laid out for her, she would lose everything and end up dead in a gutter somewhere. To Mary, suffering through several years of extended education was far better than being disowned and forgotten by her family.

While Mary was busy studying in Boston, her brother had been forced to put school on hold when he was drafted into the army. During a Christmas party, when both siblings happened to be visiting home, Jon introduced his sister to a friend and fellow soldier named Nathan Wallace. Though Nathan was a little dense and terrible at small talk, the two seemed to hit it off right away. Mary took every opportunity to visit home whenever Nate was around; they would spend hours together at the park or the roller rink, having fun and getting to know each other. It was during this time that Mary learned Nate had no real family if his own. He was orphaned at a young age, and had hopped from foster home to foster home until he grew out of the system and began taking small jobs to keep himself afloat.

Despite his life in the slums, Nate proved to be a thoughtful and generous man who always put others before himself. Before the war, he spent countless hours volunteering at soup kitchens and local homeless shelters, delivering gifts to orphans while dressed as Santa on Christmas, and he always did it with a bright and happy smile on his face. Mary, who had spent years focusing on her own life and goals, was moved by Nathan's kind heart - and she fell deeply in love for him.

The two were dating all throughout Nate's time in the army, treasuring what little time they did have together while exchanging heartfelt, longing letters to each other when they were apart. Mary would send numerous care packages and messages praying for Nathan's safe return; it wasn't until the soldier lost both his arms to save a friend that the man was finally discharged and sent home.

Nate returned to Mary with a damaged heart and two, metallic arms, but her love for him never diminished. The two were married just weeks after Nate's return and Mary's graduation from law school, and the couple spent the next three years in Mary's family home before finally deciding to settle in their own. When Nate had discovered that his wife was pregnant, he purchased a house on a little island known as Sanctuary Hills in Boston, where the two proceeded to travel to and move in with the help of Mary's brother.

After months of unpacking and preparing the nursery, their newborn son, Shaun, was finally born. Though Mary had been reluctant to have kids in the past, the love she held for Nate and her desire to give him the family he never had only encouraged the love she now had for her baby. Despite believing she would never be happy, Mary found peace with her new family and the happy home they shared together.

For an entire year, Mary and Nate focused their efforts on caring for their son and the household. A Mr. Handy, whom they named Codsworth, was bought to help pick up the slack while Nathan and Mary both focused on trying to find work to support their family. Neither of them put much thought into the war, either out of trauma or willful ignorance, and it wasn't until the bombs fell that the couple was forced to face the reality of the situation.

With heavy hearts, they abandoned their new home (and with even greater guilt, Codsworth in it) and fled with their neighbors to the vault located on the outskirts of the neighborhood. Mary had been completely shaken up by the sudden explosion, but Nate did everything possible to comfort his frightened wife and wailing child. They followed the overseer's instructions, the couple sharing one last, hopeful kiss before stepping into the stasis pods.

A husband murdered, a baby stolen, and two hundred years wasted in cryogenic stasis; Mary Wallace would never forgive the war or Vault 111 for taking everything from her.