The loud scream of a Banshee woke her with a loud yell as Jane Shepard launched up, her entire body beginning to burn from the sudden movement. She winced and curled in on herself, her cybernetic leg creaking from the movement.
Shepard looked down at the cybernetic, her leg had been blown off at the end of the war, same with her right arm. She stood slowly and began limping to the closet only for her arm to get grabbed by Liara, Shepard looked back slowly, her red hair a complete mess, the left side of her face scarred and slightly deformed from the burns on her skin. Her eyes which usually held confidence in the green hues now just held constant fear, her eyes were slightly cloudy.
"Are you alright?" Liara asked, sitting up in bed.
"Yeah, I'm fine I just... need a moment." The other lied, pulling her arm out of her bondmate's grasp before continuing on her way, grabbing her cane before making her way out of the room and to her daughter's room.
She stepped into the room slowly and sat down, staring into the crib at the young Asari lying there. So peaceful unlike her father who was suffering with no sign of an end...
Memories flashed in her mind, soldiers flying back from explosions, the Reapers crushing them all. Then the memories shifted to the end of it all, the explosion that ravaged Commander Shepard, sending her flying down to Earth and crashing into a large pile of rubble... The end of an era...
Shepard lurched slightly when she felt a hand on her shoulder, she hadn't realized that she was just staring at the infant Asari in the crib as though she didn't even know her. Jane looked back and stared at Liara, reaching out with a choked sob.
There were days when she just wanted to end it all... She wanted to die.