"Stop stalling Jane. We both know you want to come aboard the Normandy."

"Like hell I do!"

"Why not!? Do you not realize what you're passing up?"

"You're gonna be on board, right? Last time I checked, you were...how to put this nicely? A jackass."

"And you're a saint? Just say yes already and meet me at the Citadel. It'd be good for us to spend some more quality time together."

"Pfft! We spent enough 'quality' time together aboard ships before you went off to basic training. And even then you were a douche."

"And you love me for it, right? Seriously, come aboard and I'll...I'll bake you a cake or something. You like cake, don't you?"

"...That's the best you can do?"

"That's the best you'll get, now come on!"

"Dammit! Be glad Mom already came to me with this little request of yours, or this would've been a short conversation."

"Is that a yes?"

"Yes, John, I'll transfer from the Kilimanjaro to the Normandy. I'll meet you at the Citadel a week from now."

"Good, see you then. And Jane?"

"What?"

"Love you."

"I know you do."

That conversation with John was a week ago, so now Jane found herself on the Citadel searching for that no-good big brother of hers. He wasn't all bad, most of the time. He was pretty respectful to anyone who served with him. Hell, Jane herself was simply going off the fact that he could be a humongous dick to anyone he didn't know, and a mild nuisance to those he did know. She knew he was a good guy at heart, but she liked to bust his balls about his attitude every now and then. He'd counter that her personality was barely better than his, to which she'd laugh and politely tell him to shut the hell up.

But on to the more important things. She had forgotten to ask John exactly where he had wanted to meet her, so she ended up shuffling from place to place for about an hour. With all of the diverse amount of things around here, she could give him some time to pop up or get in contact with her. Yeah, that sounded like something that she could do. Besides, she was sure that they would bump into each other sooner or later. And if that was the case, then it looked like needed to figure out where to go first.

Unfortunately, she had no clue on where to start. There were so many places, and she didn't really have the luxury of coming to the Citadel often enough to familiarize herself with the place. After a few minutes of thinking, she concluded that it would probably do her some good to go to the human embassies office. Not only to see if John had passed through, but to see Captain Anderson. Maybe she'd find him bickering with Ambassador Udina again. She felt sorry for him, not only for seemingly always arguing with Udina, but for being stuck on a ship with John of all people. Not like he didn't mind though; he was a close family friend and had known the two since they were little toddlers. And from what she had heard, John had been doing pretty well under his command, though that could've been attributed to the fact that he was a freakin' Commander.

Hopefully she'd get some answers here. If John had arrived yet, where were the nearest markets, was there a pool nearby, stuff like that. Because if he wasn't here, then she would have some free time on her hands. Which sounded nice, but whenever Jane had free time on her hands she could never seem to figure out what to do with it. She entered the human embassy where Captain Anderson and Ambassador Udina were, in fact, bickering. About what, she didn't care, but she knew she'd have to break this up before someone got shot. By her.

"Easy, boys! I'm sure 1st Lieutenant Jane Shepard here can ease the tension in the room." She said cheerfully. While Anderson seemed at least happy to see her, Udina simply seemed pissed. But then again, when didn't he?

"Shepard, what business do you have here?" Udina asked her. "Aren't you suppose to be aboard the Normandy by now?"

"Which is why I'm here...for him." She responded, pointing at Anderson. "Evening Anderson, have you seen John around?"

"Nice to see you too, Jane." He replied. "And I him on his way to find a Turian C-Sec officer named Garrus."

"Turian named Garrus huh? Know where I can find him?"

"Me and Udina sent him off into Chora's Den to find another C-Sec officer named Harkin. He should know where Garrus is and, with any luck, you'll find him down there. But be careful Shepard. He's a no-good drunk and an amateur womanizer, so be prepared for some tacky pick-up lines."

"Don't worry Captain, I know how to handle those type of guys. I'll be fine."

After the nice talk with Anderson, and stares from Udina that could only be described as perverse, Jane eventually found herself in front of Harkin, the only guy there who seemed way too excited about her arrival. Then again, she was right in front of him, and he was supposed to be a disgusting pervy man. "I'm guessing you must be Harkin, right?

"Now what's this?" Harkin said, his face overflowing with intrigue. If he thought he was gonna in anyway benefit from this confrontation, he was damn sure gonna try his hardest. "Hey there princess, what brings you here?"

"Princess, huh?" Jane responded. "Tell you what, you tell me where I can find Garrus, and maybe I won't shoot your nuts off."

"Feisty one, I like feisty ones." He'd say. Jane glared at him, but he didn't back down. "I take it you're with that guy who came in earlier, right? Navy guy, with the N7 armor on?"

"No. Now, Garrus is where exactly?"

"Oh come on. You don't need to worry your pretty little head about-"

"Listen hear." She interrupted, slowly reaching for her pistol. "If anyone should be worrying, it's you. I'm a great aim, and you're about to get first-hand experience. Garrus, where is he?"

"Alright, calm down!" He said, holding his hands up in defeat. "He's up at the Med Bay, you can find him there."

"See, was that so hard? Next time, tell me what I want to hear and I won't have to threaten to shoot you."

"Bitch."

"Dick."

After dealing with Harkin, Jane made her way to the Med Clinic in order to have a word with the doctor there, and hopefully find her brother and/or Garrus in the process. Once she arrived however, she was greeted by the sight of dead bodies, which did nothing but cause her to sigh. Really? Dead bodies? This could be a coincidence...but it could also mean that John had already been through here.

Well, best talk to the obviously shaken doctor so that she'd know where to go next.

"Hey, Doctor?" She began. "I'm 1st Lieutenant Jane Shepard. I'm pretty sure you saw my brother come in here, right? Oh, about six feet something inches tall, wore N7 armor, probably looked like a robot with an artificial face. Any of those ring a bell?"

"Yes, he was here not too long ago." The doctor responded. "He and Garrus helped get me out of a...sticky situation. He also had two others with him who seemed to be Alliance."

"Alright, so can you tell me where they went from here?"

"They went to C-Sec Headquarters to talk to a krogan named Wrex, and afterwards they were going down to Chora's Den to confront Fist. He's the man who sent the men you saw on your way in."

"Thanks Doc." She said before bolting out of the clinic. She began to plan on meeting John back at Chora's Den, since she was sure that if she were to follow him all the way to C-Sec HQ, he'd be gone. Which also begged her to ask the question: Why in the world was he meeting with a krogan in the first place? She didn't want to think of any negative outcomes, but knowing her brother she was concerned that he might get himself pummeled. Or killed, either one was a terrible outcome. She made her way through the upper markets, and was tempted to shop for new things, but resisted the urge. She was also intrigued about the conversation between the turian store-owner and an angry human customer, but knew she had more important things to do than listen to some guy whine for his money back. No matter how funny it seemed to be.

So she attempted to make her way down to the lower markets, emphasis on the word 'attempted'. She had gotten stopped on the way by some guy, and he didn't seem to want to let her get away from him so easily. Why did all the weird guys always seem to want to talk to her? There were other people around, dammit!

"Excuse me, but you're the younger sister of Commander Shepard aren't you?" The man would ask.

Irritated, Jane simply nodded. It was the only thing she could do, because if she opened her mouth then someone was going to go home crying.

"That's great! I'm Conrad Verner, his biggest fan. I was wondering if you could get him to, maybe, sign an autograph for me?"

...Really? The dick-face had a fan? She was much more talented, beautiful, and overall better than he was, and she didn't have any fans! Not even one lousy weird-looking-krogan-toe-licking reject named Conrad Verner!

"Um...I suppose I could get him to at least come and visit you." Jane would tell him. "But Conrad, seriously, wouldn't you rather have my autograph?"

"No offense miss, but you aren't as famous as Commander Shepard is. He's a hero, an icon, a role model to kids and adults everywhere! And you...you're his little sister."

Ouch. That was...very painful to hear. At least, to Jane it was anyway. So some random nobody wanted big bro John's autograph because he saved Elysium and got some damn medals. Well hel-lo! Lone survivor of Akuze here! At least take pity on a poor soul and take her autograph!

It was official, she was now upset...

Which then led to her opening her mouth.

"Really? Really!? You listen here pal, you're lucky I'm on a mission or you'd be picking your teeth up from the ground!" She shouted before stomping off. Just who in the hell did he think he was, saying she was a nobody like that? She nearly turned around to give him a beating, but she wasn't actively trying to attract any unnecessary attention. Not now anyway.

So she continued on through the lower markets and before she could even take a few steps towards Chora's Den, shots began to ring out. All of the store-owners simply ducked, but she now found herself hiding behind a wall as if a stray bullet wouldn't just find its' way to her. Well, she wasn't exactly wearing any armor at the moment, and with only her pistol she was pretty vulnerable. As a matter of fact, she wasn't wearing any armor at all. Having on a hoodie, a black t-shirt and some blue jeans didn't qualify as armor for any species.

This just meant that John was already inside of Chora's Den, and he wasn't alone. Well, that much was obvious, there were people there not too long ago, but with all this gunfire going on she doubted anyone with a conscience would do anything but run or duck. But she had to get in there...she just didn't have the armor or firepower to do so right now. So the only thing she could do was wait for everything to settle down so she could calmly walk inside the club and meet up with John.

Or!

She could just go in guns blazing and hope for the best! Yeah, that sounded much more exciting than just sitting around waiting for someone else to do something you knew you could do on your own! Especially when it was John. She slowly approached the door leading into the club and peeked her head inside to get a better view of the situation. And wouldn't you know it, more dead bodies! From the back room two guys had appeared, but they seemed unarmed. Better safe than sorry, so she pointed her pistol at the two and slowly made her way towards them. Unfortunately for them, seeing some redhead with a gun startled them into fumbling for their own guns, which ended with bullet-holes in their faces. She continued onward and heard some chatter coming from farther back in the room, though she was unsure if John was one of the voices. It was only when she was nearing the voices that she heard John speak, seemingly angry at someone for shooting Fist. And now, close enough to make out three individual voices, she felt it was time to make her appearance.

"John!"

"What the hell!?" Was his response, and Jane was 'warmly' greeted with three guns pointed at her. Well, so much for voice recognition working both ways. "Jane? What are you doing here?"

"I believe I'm the one who should be asking you that." She responded. She then turned her attention from John and quickly glanced at both the turian and krogan, neither one of them taking their guns off of her. "Alright, may the agitated parties in the room please lower their weapons?"

No response.

"She's a friendly, no need to point weapons at her." John said, and the two aliens then put their weapons away. And once again, another display of how dick-face seemed to be able to do the simple things that she couldn't. Who in the hell points their guns at a 'civilian' anyway?

"If you say so, Shepard." Wrex said, "But we should really get moving if we want to have any shot of saving that quarian."

"Wait, what quarian?" Jane asked, but her question was completely ignored as the trio made their way past her. Alright, guess she'd have to follow them to find out for herself, but this second best crap was really starting to irritate her. As she followed behind the group of guys on their way to...wherever they were going, suddenly shots rang out and everyone scrambled to find cover. Well, except Jane, she was caught off-guard and backtracked back into the room of a dead Fist. She didn't have the armor for this, nor the time and patience, and she was not about to get shot by some common thugs!

Today...did not seem to be turning out quite like she hoped it would.