The flames were surrounding her. She heard loud explosions around her and she knew it was over for her, she had complited her final mission. Her life flashed before her eyes, from the day she was born, to final hours on the Normandy, seeing her friends, her crew, her family. All those moments, all those faces, she saw them clearly. The last thing she heard was his voice, his low and soothing voice in her ears.

"Ah, Nessa. You – you will find a way to win. I know it. And when you do, I'll be waiting.

"I've always loved you. Through all these years, through.. through everything... I'm the luckiest man alive."

"Don't get me wrong! I'm going to fight like hell for the chance to hold you again."

"I can't lose you again."

"Don't leave me behind.."

"I love you, Nessa..."

She smiled and whispered: "I love you, Kaidan.." and the final explosion made her scream from pain, and after that it was sweet, peaceful silence.

Current Location: SSV Normandy SR-2, Unknown

Something felt wrong, put he couldn't put a finger on it what it was. He knew he was sleeping, but the bed wasn't the soft as it used to be. The room didn't smell like it usually smelled like: vanilla. It smelled more like clean and antispetic.

First he opened his other eye to check where he was, before opening the other. Now he was sure. He wasn't in her cabin. Instead he was laying on a bed in the med bay. How long has he been out? He sat up and looked around and it was quiet, there was no one there. The IV was dripping a clear liquid to inside of his elbow, his side bandaged and bloody. Oh yes, he had been hurt. Not too badly though, couple of broken ribs he thought. He laid back down and massaged his temples. The uneasy feeling was still there.

He closed his eyes before he opened them again remembering that Nessa had made him stay behind and continue the war by herself. He quickly sat up and pulled the IV from his arm. It stung. Standing up was hard, his ribs were hurting, but despite the pain, he had to find out what happened to her. Limping slowly towards the door he heard some quiet murmurs coming from the mess. He opened the door and quietly listened to the crew talking. They all seemed so tired and sad, like they had lost someone. Slowly limping he walked towards them.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" He asked, looking at the tired crew.

Everyone turned to look at Kaidan, some with sadness, some with fear, but mostly, they were all tired. He sat down on the free chair between Joker and Liara. The conversation fell quiet.

"What happened?" He asked with consern.

"The crucible was activated. All the reapers were destroyed, but the force also destroyed all the mass relays. It's over." said Garrus with a quiet voice. Garrus pressed his hand on his forehead.

With sigh of relief Kaidan smiled a bit and murmured "Finally, it's all over." He looked around. One chair was empty. It was her chair.

"Where's Nessa?" he asked. He heard quiet sobbing next to him. Liara was now sobbing in her hands. One by one, crew started to either sobbing or wiping away tears.

"Where is she?" he asked again, now with more serious voice. Through the sobbing he could hear someone reciting the prayer that Alliance usually recited in the honor of the fallen.

Let the sounds of strife, the cries of battle, the wounds of war
be calmed for all eternity in Your loving and endless grace.
Let these great warriors find rest at last,
Ever reminded that we who are left behind
Cherish their spirit, honor their commitment,
send them our love.

Something in him suddenly clicked and in rage he ran towards the soldier who had recited and hitting him right in the jaw. That didn't soothe his anger and with that, he hit the poor soldier again. He would have continued hitting him, if it wasn't for Vega who was now holding him and his arms.

"Stop praying you all! She isn't gone! She isn't dead!" Kaidan struggled against Vega. "She'll be back! She promised she will!"

"Kaidan, she's gone man.. No way she survived." Joker whispered between his sobs. "She's gone.. we all lost her, not only you.."

"Stop bullshitting me! She's not dead!" he yelled in anger and his biotics flared up. His head hurt but he didn't care. Before he could do more damage, he felt a needle in his arm and saw Chackwas injecting him. He started feeling woozy and his feet were gone underneath him. Before he slipped to unconciousness, he heard a quiet sob leave his mouth and now tears were flowing down his eyes.

"She promised me.. that she would come back to me.. She promised.." he whispered before falling unconcious.