Summary: Carol is just a human working as a receptionist in C-Sec. Little did she realise that she would be the one crossing the line of love. HumanxTurian relationship.

A/N: My first ever fanfic! I hope its any good, I think I may need to improve on my characters (like describing them) but I dunno. Please enjoy it! There is only a bit HumanxTurian relationship in this chapter but there's more to come (hopefully)!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Mass Effect.

Chapter One

I thought it was the normal end-of-work night. My sister dragged me out for some 'fun' time at our local club. God how I hated it. Every time was the same; we would sit down at the table and order our drinks. Not long after, some guy would come to our table and flirt with Harry, soon they would be dancing and I would be left alone.

I stared at them, dreaming I would one day be doing that. I don't even know why I came to the citadel anymore. It was busy and just… not my style. Harry, my sister, had always thought it was 'a great place for us to get a fresh start', maybe for her. She went into fashion and works with numerous Asari, while I work as a receptionist in C-Sec. Ohh, that job is fun.

But strangely, as I wondered about my existence in life, I wasn't left alone on the table tonight. A cute, short haired man came over. "Hey…" he started. I didn't bother listening to him, I froze in shock that someone was actually interested in me. "… so can I get you a drink?" I know he was just being nice but he could clearly see the half-empty glass in my hand.

"No thanks…" I replied. Seeing the look in his face caused me to at least try to have fun, "But want to have a dance?" The smile on his face caused me to lose the tension I had.

We danced for hours and drank for that long too. Clumsily we left the club, hand in hand. "I think I had too much to drink" I said wobbling, I never normally got like this. I was about to fall over but he caught me and our faces were next to each other. The next thing I knew was that we kissed.

We took the fast transit to my block of apartments. We got to the door and he rested his arm along it. "Do I get a look inside too?" He said sweetly.

"I'm sorry, Joe." I couldn't do it. And I don't know why. I'm 19, haven't had much action in ages and quite lonely. But it wouldn't work. It would be a one night stand and then it would be all over. Null and void. I opened the door but felt a tugging on my arm.

"I didn't treat you for the whole night just to be turned down."

Fear was starting to build up in me. "I'm sorry," I paused "Just, just go home."

"I don't get messed around!" He grabbed my arm and tried to pull me towards him. I elbowed him and ran into my apartment. He came in after me and pushed me down onto the sofa. I screamed and struggled to get him off me. "Now now, be a good girl." I screamed again at the horrors of the pictures forming in my mind. Surely someone would hear me, my door was still open.

I sobbed as he started to crawl over me, already feeling unclean. "No, please…" I managed to get out. As I felt the kisses coming on my neck, I winced. I knew then that I would not let this happen. I would not be used. I struggled again, managing to push him off me. I rushed to the kitchen and picked up a knife.

Holding it in front of me, I warned him not to come closer. "Get away from me!" I shouted. I saw a Turian at my door, holding a handgun at Joe. He was cornered and was not getting away. Joe gave up easily, leaving in handcuffs as the turian c-sec officer led him away. I said gave my thanks to the turian and fell onto the sofa. My life was really a mess.

Harry came over to mine the next day, asking how I was and all that. "I'm so sorry, I should have been more careful, made sure you didn't have too much to drink." I didn't need it, I didn't want the blame to go to her or that she should act as my babysitter. I was an adult; I should've not got so carried away with trying to be happy. Happy was something I had not felt in ages.

"I should go to work." I started to walk back to my bedroom.

"No you can't do that!" Harry rushed to me and grabbed my arm. What was everyone's obsession with that!? "You just had a traumatic experience! You should take the day off and relax, if you need me to stay with you…"

"No." I interrupted, "You need to get started on your new dress and I need to do odd errands for my boss." She hugged me and then I started to cry. "Why did this have to happen to me…?" I added.

"You were just… unlucky." She led us to the sofa. "Not everyone is like that." She would know that, she had been with many men before in the clubs. "It was just that one time. Maybe after a few weeks you can come back with me, and even meet someone new." She paused, "I'm sure you'll find someone who will love you, you deserve it, Carol." Harry had been so nice to me. I started to cry again and gave her a long hug. She had loved me more than I had known.

Harry had left for work, even after the attempts she made for her to stay with me. She was right, I needed the day off and so I had it. It was my first day off actually. I need to watch something so I decided some type of drama would be needed.

A show about some asari, it was always the asari who played the damsel roles, and a turian falling in love. I found it sweet and found myself loving all the characters, especially the turian. Wait, get that thought out of you Carol! I knew that the Asari used some sort of brain waves for enjoyment but how could a turian and a human 'get it on'? Didn't they only have sex one time a year and wouldn't the skin be all rough when… Urgh, stop thinking about it!

I had to get my mind of it. I decided that I should give cooking a try. Try was the right word indeed. I couldn't cook for my life, so after throwing the remains away, the door rang. It was probably Harry checking up on me; opening the door I found my suspicions to be wrong. The same turian from yesterday was at the door. "Umm, hi?" I opened the door for him, "Can I help you?"

He barged past me into my apartment's living room. Huh, how could I ever like turians, they are so rude! Obviously the hated us for the First-Contact-War. "Yes ma'am. It is just for the incident that happened yesterday." Yesterday. What a fun day that was.

"What can I help with?" I complied, giving a smile and a nice tone to my voice, and closed the door. After doing all the formalities, many questions actually, I led him out. "Oh and I will be returning to work tomorrow." I added.

"There was something else I have been told to ask you." I nodded for him to go on. "Your boss would like to talk to you in the morning; he wants you to go on an assignment."

"Me!?" I was shocked. "What could I do to help the officers in C-Sec?"

"I'm sure a lot." He replied almost… caringly. Maybe I was wrong about Turians… But that still doesn't excuse for having relations with them. "Maybe I will see you again."

"Maybe." I said with a smile.

Shutting the door, I found myself crawling back to the vids. I suppose I should be thinking about what he said about all the assignment but I that wasn't a major thing for me at the moment. My mind was led to him, the turian that I didn't know the name of. I bet I couldn't even pick him out from a crowd of turians, I didn't pay any attention to his looks.

But for some reason I could only hope that I would one day meet him again. Memorise his looks. Learn about his history. Know his name.

A/N: So… how was it? I look forward to hearing any comments to improve and any nice comments will be appreciated too!