Hey there! In honor of N7 day here is something that has been rattling around in my head for a while. The first chapter is mostly to set up where in ME2 we are and the tentative relationship between Shep and Garrus. Mature themes to come in chapter 3!
Edit! I cannot believe that I forgot to post that I found the idea on the kink meme. I tried my best but have failed to find the prompt again, it asked to feature an extension to Kasumi's mission and utilise one of the criminal crew members as Shepard's play thing. So sorry if there was any confusion.
This wasn't how this day was supposed to turn out. He wasn't supposed to be on the floor writhing in pain. His vision shouldn't be dimming around the edges, shouldn't be fogged with drugs. He wasn't supposed to be completely humiliated by the people he'd sworn to take out of the galaxy, in front of the only person he cared about. No, this day wasn't right at all.
-A few days prior-
It was time to pick up another criminal… squad member for their jump through the Omega Four Relay. Her name was Kasumi Goto according to the dossier that Shepard had passed him the evening before. She was a thief that could run with the best of them, he'd heard her name mentioned once or twice but that was it, there weren't any pictures available at C-Sec, nor on Omega. An assassin, a mercenary, a psychotic biotic… Omega's Archangel. This team was beginning to get interesting.
"You're sure you want another criminal on the team Shepard?" he asked, following the Commander through the docking bay.
"The more the merrier I guess…" She sighed and shook her head, "It seems like everyone has some baggage. Why not add a little more?" Shepard stopped abruptly staring at an advertisement, Garrus almost ran into her. He hadn't caught what the advertisement said but apparently Shepard had as she responded, "Silence is Golden."
"Good to finally meet you Commander Shepard! Kasumi Goto. I'm a fan." The advertisement was apparently not an advertisement at all; it was the thief herself or at least an image of her. It didn't take long for the tiny human to admit there was a deal that Shepard wasn't yet privy to, stating that it must have slipped Cerberus' minds before she explained the Grey Box situation.
"If that is what Cerberus promised you, we'll get it done."
"It'll be fun. And if we're lucky, you won't even have to draw your gun." The advertisement shut off and the thief stepped out of the shadows on a high cat walk, "We should probably wrap this up. You look pretty silly standing there talking to an advertisement. See you on the ship, Shepard." With that she disappeared behind her tactical cloak.
Garrus chuckled, "You've got an interesting one there." The pair continued past security, Shepard had planned on picking up a couple of things before returning to the ship.
"Don't I know it," Shepard sighed and then laughed with him. "What do you think she meant by picking up formalwear for me?"
"No idea Commander," Garrus looked down at his omni-tool and stopped in his tracks. It took Shepard a few seconds to realise he wasn't following.
"What's up?" She turned and with concern realised he was furious with whatever he had just read. "Garrus, talk to me." She put her hand on his shoulder.
"You remember Sidonis, the one who betrayed my team?" She nodded, "I found a lead on him. There is a specialist here on the Citadel, name's Fade. He's an expert at helping people disappear. Sidonis was seen with him."
Her response was quick and he was thankful, "Where do we find Fade?"
"I'll arrange a meeting." He typed away on his omni-tool, "Thanks Shepard." The response was almost instantaneous and Shepard was hot on his heels as they moved through the ward. It was time to finish this.
The mission took the rest of the afternoon and ended with an angry turian and a distraught human. She had gotten in the way of his shot; she had only gotten through to him in the last few moments. Garrus felt horrible about the whole ordeal, he'd contemplated shooting through Shepard to get to Sidonis. He stalked back and forth in the Normandy's Main Battery. It was starting to get late and he waited until the mess hall cleared out before venturing out to pick up his rations.
He'd just started to heat them when she walked into the room in her usual fatigues, the ones with the obvious patch job where the Cerberus marking used to be sewn on. "Hey," she said simply joining him in the kitchen starting the kettle.
"Hey," he replied leaning back on the counter. She leaned beside him, a mirror of his stance.
It was quiet for a few moments as the words both wanted to say floated silently between them. Words like 'I'm sorry' and 'forgive me'. Garrus reached his arm around Shepard's shoulders and pulled her to his chest. They stood in the comfortable embrace until the heating unit beeped and the kettle clicked over.
Moving apart they both effortlessly worked around each other preparing their respective food stuffs. The tension was gone. "So find out what your new addition needs you to do yet?"
Shepard smiled around her tea mug as she hopped onto the kitchen island. "You are looking at Allison Gunn, newest scourge of the Terminus."
Garrus gave her a skeptical look as he dug into his meal, "Who?"
After a light laugh she put her mug down on the counter, "Apparently she has been seeding information about this so called Gunn into the data stream. I run a small, but talented, band of mercs out in the Terminus Systems." He nodded for her to continue. "I will need to make an appearance at some backroom arms deal to increase my reputation and hopefully that will lead to an invite to Donovan Hock's party. He's the guy that killed Kasumi's partner."
"It sounds a bit shady, Shepard."
"I know. We're heading to Omega to deal with a couple of things anyways, I have that information for Aria and we need to deal with Samara's daughter."
"I'll be here if you need me."
"Thanks Garrus."
-Omega-
Taking care of Morinth ended up taking a little more effort than Shepard would have liked. She was sporting a killer headache by the time she and Samara returned to the ship. Garrus was waiting in the cockpit with Joker when they entered the Normandy. No sooner had they cleared the airlock then Garrus backed her into it again and closed the door, sealing them into the mostly private space. "'I'll be fine' you said. 'Samara will be with me' you said. 'We are just getting information tonight' you said." Garrus glared at the asari through the window.
"I guess you were on the com then?" Shepard asked wincing at his angry tone.
"Of course I was! What the hell were you thinking going in alone? You know how I feel about Omega." He paced through the airlock a few times before stopping in front of her. "I told you I'd always have your back but I can't do that when you don't talk to me."
Her shoulders dropped, "I'm sorry. I know I said we were going tomorrow but the opportunity presented itself tonight. I couldn't let Morinth get away again."
Garrus reached for her and pulled her close. It was so quiet she almost hadn't heard it, "Promise me you won't leave me behind again, not when you're on Omega."
"I promise Garrus." She wasn't sure when their relationship had developed into one of promises and embraces but she liked the change. They stood in the embrace for a few more long moments before separating. "Come with me to the med bay?"
"Of course."
