Back In Time

by The Stars At Night

Spoilers. Commander John Shepard took the risks; the Crucible was completed, and the Reapers destroyed. Yet when he woke up in the Normandy's Mess Hall, he realized that something wasn't right. They were going to Eden Prime. With Anderson. And Nihlus. He was thrown Back In Time. Now, once more, Shepard has to stop Saren, the Collecters, and the Reapers. He's the only one who can.

1. Chapter 1

Mass Effect

Back In Time

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Disclaimer; I do not own Mass Effect- or it's characters.
Author's Note; I would like to make it clear that the "pairing" in this story, while not upfront, is MaleShep-Tali. Possible OCs if the story is continued.
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Back In Time

Commander John Shepard ignored the glowing blue child as he limped to the device.

He raised his gun and fired.

This is for my family, the crew of the Normandy.

He fired again.

This is for the ones we lost; Ashley, Legion, Mordin, Thane.

Squeezing the trigger, John winced as the gun obeyed his commands. Both hands found purchase on the pistol to compensate.

This is for Anderson.

The device caught flames.

This is for EDI.

It began to explode.

This is for Tali.

Flames raced towards Shepard, he raised his hands to cover his face, even though he knew it was futile.

The graceful flames lifted him from his feet.

Then the flames tossed his body from one piece of unsuspecting wreckage to another.

Even though the Commander had always loved the feeling of free fall, he found the sensation frightening.

Terrifying.

Where is the ground?

Faster than he wanted, he was given an answer.

There was pain.

Darkness flooding him.

Warmth, certainly from his own blood.

All he could do was take in a breath.

"Commander?"

The darkness receded, taking with it the warmth and the pain.

"Commander?"

He opened his eyes, raising his head to see… the silver shine of mess table on the Normandy?

John shifted slightly, finding his awareness drawn to a cup in his hand.

Coffee?

"Coomaaaander? Twenty minutes to Eden Prime."

Eden Prime? Joker can't be serious.

"It's about time you woke up," his voice joked, full of mirth.

"Yeah," a warm hand settled on his shoulder. "He was starting to annoy me. And Nihlus, for that matter."

Nihlus? Anderson? They- they- no.

"What?"

"Eden Prime, son. Get ready."

John's hands shakily rose the cup to his lips.

Eden Prime…