This is a demo/intro chapter. Alright, if you know me, I also have a running Shep-Tali story but I decided to take a break for a while. This is my take on the FemShep-Garrus romance since it's the second best in the game in my opinion. It's just sad that I doesn't play out as well as the others. I will continue my other stories hopefully simultaneously with this.
Time seemed to move at a slow pace as inky figures formed all around her. She was consumed by what it seems to be a forest of black thin trees. Each step was achingly slow. To the distance, she saw a white structure. She turned slowly towards it. She could hear the ink figures. He's not going to make it. That rocket looked pretty bad. Oh wait, get me the crash kit. He's flat-lining…Then came the sounds of frantic medics and a defibrillator repeated hissing. She tried to block it out. She wasn't ready for the worst. She kept moving towards the structure which soon turned out to be a building, that same building on Omega. The voices changed to a huskier and heavier tone. Archangel doesn't stand a chance. When Cathka gets the ship up and running, I'm gonna kill that sunuvabitch once and for all. Her heartbeats got louder and heavier as she approached the walkway. Bodies in inky form were lying all around. She made even more effort as she rushed towards the stairs. The whispers of the figures began to die down. At the end of the corridor, she saw him. She saw Garrus in his shining silver armor. He looked back at her. Time slowed even more as flames began to consume him. Shepard frantically tried to reach out to no avail as all she could do was watch. She woke up. It was just a dream.
Shepard got up with one hand supporting her weight and the other against her forehead, her fiery red hair covering part of her face. She'd been up all night since they brought in Garrus after he took that shot. She had been waiting in the mess hall, watching helplessly as Dr. Chakwas and her medical team worked on him. At one point, an assistant moved the curtains over the window so she couldn't see anymore what would become of what she had left. Eventually, Joker had to come down personally to tell her she needed some rest and that he'll notify her of any news. She stubbornly refused at first before finally deciding it was for the best.
She stood up while still gripping her sides. Her wounds have not fully healed when they woke her up from a two year coma. She almost limped to the bathroom. She was tired even though she'd slept. Nightmares never give one the gift of peace. She approached the lavatory and looked at herself in the mirror. In the dim light of her cabin, her scars still showed. She washed her face until she heard a ding at the door of her cabin. "Who is it, EDI?" The cynical AI was quiet which was unusual. Ah, hell. She got out to greet whoever was at the door.
"What the hell is-" Before she could finish, she realized it was Garrus. Her heart raced faster. He didn't die. She smiled and couldn't help but hug him.
"Well, you're certainly glad to see me." Garrus chuckled. She didn't recognize that he was now wearing a cloth over the side of his face.
"Wanna come inside? I've got drinks."
"Aw. Good to see that two years have passed and you haven't forgotten my favorites."