A/N: Just a little idea that I came up with when I was playing the game, so it's not very long. Garrus did something that he ALWAYS does and it annoys me to no end. Well… you'll know what I wanted to do to him afterwards.

Seriously?

"Shit," Commander Shepard cursed under her breath. The Geth were everywhere. Somehow the damned things had managed to flank her team, driving them back five and a half yards. She cursed again when her foot slipped into the sunlight. Why would anyone want to survey Haestrom? She poked her head from behind her cover tentatively when the firing stopped and shot down the trooper that was a mere five feet away from Mordin. The Salarian nodded his thanks and ran to cover her left.

She peeked over the top of the crate again and narrowly avoided the sizzling round fired at her head. "Vakarian, watch my right I'm headed for the Rocket Trooper," she ordered over the com, watching his blue-armored form fire from behind cover. The Turian gave her a thumbs-up. He'd taken to using human gestures and sayings, though he got most of them wrong.

Comforted that both of them had her back, she jumped over her cover, her gun aimed at the rocket-wielding Geth. It was distracted by Mordin, leaving her open to take her shot. Its shields were down; all she needed to do was place a few well-aimed bullets in the thing. As soon as she was about to pull the trigger, her view was blocked by a much taller man in blue armor. Garrus had run in front of her and shot the Geth down.

Shepard bristled, watching the two aliens scan for any other Geth. When both gave the all-clear, they fell back to surround Shepard, waiting for their next command. While the doctor and the mercenary discussed which root they should take, Shepard took a few deep breaths.

"Mordin, we should head through that alcove there. We saw a couple of-,"

SLAM!

The Turian hadn't expected the punch to his face that he received from Shepard. He placed his hand to his head as he steadied himself. He couldn't see it, her breather helmet was in the way, but she was very angry. Of course, the punch may have been the biggest hint. "What's the deal Shepard?"

She punched his arm, harder than she punched his face. "Dammit Vakarian! Why do you always do that?"

"Do what, Shepard?"

"Every time," punch, "I get a clear shot," punch, "You run from cover," punch, "Jump in my way," punch, "And shoot like a madman!" Though she had been punching his chest while she was getting onto him, she slapped his arm now.

"Do I really do that?," the Turian asked Mordin, ignoring Shepard's oddly childish behavior.

When Mordin nodded, Sheppard slammed her fist into Garrus' face again. The other two watched as the Turian fell down and didn't get back up. With her anger satiated, she checked to make sure he was still breathing. She may have been angry, but she didn't want to kill him. She could practically see the scientist taking notes on human behavior. "I'll scout ahead. Make sure he doesn't have a concussion… or something…," she picked up her assault rifle and stalked off.

A/N: See? He ALWAYS does that. It makes me so angry. There was really no point to it, but oh well. It's probably really bad because it was an errant thought, but oh well.

~Love,

ARA