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I remember the day vividly. Ambassador Udina was on a medical leave, placing me in charge of the human embassy. For whatever reason, on this day, humans were staying quiet. I didn't have much work and decided to go walking around the Citadel, maybe stop by Flux and say hi to Rita and Jenna.

I got to the Wards and wandered towards the view looking out over the Citadel. I imagined what various life forms were doing at that moment. I'd imagine that Sha'ira was with a client right now, talking about life's struggles; Harkin would be in Chora's Den, drinking his problems away; Jahleed would be off trying to convince people of how evil Chorban is; and that preaching hanar would be on the presidium, trying to teach all about "the Enkindlers".

The year 2176, I'm 24 years old and still kissing ass to get a better job. At this point, all I can do is wait for Udina to die or resign. I sighed looking out at the vast purple sky in front of me. This was one of the most romantic spots on the Citadel and I'd only ever been here by myself. I guess it serves me right. It's not easy for someone like me to find love. I closed my eyes, just sitting there, thinking too much.

"You're here alone?" a male voice asked beside me. I kept my eyes shut, with my luck, the guy would be an alien. His voice didn't have an echo, so he wasn't a turian. It was too deep to be a Salarian. There was no gasp like in the speech of a volus. I would have heard him walk up if he was an elcore. And obviously he wasn't asari.

I opened my eyes and turned my head, thinking my chances were good. I saw a uniform, Alliance Military, leaning on the edge like I was. He wasn't hard plated, no visible guns but a pistol resting on his hip; I recognized it as a Raikou V, a heavy duty weapon. I looked a little higher and saw his face. He had a more squared jaw, dark brown eyes, and dark, bushy eyebrows. He was topped with a good head of jet black hair.

I realized he was still awaiting an answer, so I smiled. "It seems like you've changed that, soldier boy." He smiled slightly and glanced outside. "You stop by the Citadel often?"

He shook his head. "Not as often as I'd like. I don't get much shore leave and when I do I tend to spend it on Earth with my parents."

"I'm jealous," I told him. "I was born on Mindoir while my mother was on shore leave. After that, I've lived my entire like on ships and stations. My little brother was born on the Arcturus Station."

He whistled. "I wouldn't know what that's like." He looked over at me. "So, are you on the Citadel often?"

I nodded. "I'm the assistant to the human ambassador, acting in his position while he's gone." His eyes got wide as he was taken back. Most men wouldn't fall in love with a politician. For whatever reason, we're blacklisted from dating. I don't know what about us makes us unattractive but that's how it went and that's how it's going now.

I pushed myself off of the wall, flipping the hair closest to him in front of my shoulder. "Look, I should go. I was going to meet a friend at Flux."

I heard a slight "oh" beside me. "You mind if I come?" I blinked at him several times and he shrugged. "I'm 25 and I've never played a game of quasar before. We don't have it on Earth." I nodded, words failing me. He started walking towards the stairs and I just followed. I thought I heard him chuckle when we got near the stairs going into the entrance. I sped up a little bit to walk next to him.

"How long is shore leave?" I asked curiously.

He thought for a bit. "Two more days. I go back to the Cairo on Thursday."

The moment we walked into the casino we were hounded. Bruce and Jenna were down our throats. Bruce was the bouncer, always waiting by the door; Jenna was the attractive waitress who always noticed when an attractive, human, male walked in the door.

"Welcome to Flux," she said, more to him than me. "How can I help you?"

"He's never played quasar before," I told her. "I was taking him in for a test run."

Jenna smiled brightly at him, grabbing his arm. "Come on, I'll show you how." She didn't really give him much choice as she dragged him off, up towards the quasar machines.

Bruce stopped me before I could follow or protest. "Didn't know you were into the soldier type," he told me. "Not with your brother being a marine and all."

"I don't think that's any of your concern," I hissed at him. "And in case you cared, what Jason does for a living has nothing to do with who I date." I walked away, towards the bar, before he had a chance to say anything. I sighed heavily and slammed my head onto the counter with a satisfying 'thud'. I heard a glass set down next to me not long afterwards and looked up at it. Rita had served me my favorite kind of Batarian Whiskey and looked on with wide, curious eyes, "Your sister stole the guy I came in with."

"That's Jenna for you," she laughed. "Who was it this time? Officer Lang from C-Sec?"

"I don't even know his name," I just realized. "I hadn't thought to ask. He's a military guy; I met him on the observation deck."

"Military?" she asked. "Where's he stationed?"

"He mentioned the Cairo." I thought I've heard of it but I couldn't be sure. Fifth fleet maybe?

"Where's Jason stationed?"

"The Jakarta," I told her. "He's on shore leave right now, visiting Elysium before coming here."

"He'll be here?" Rita's hands flew to her head, trying to stop the steam of stress from leaking out.

I laughed and shook my head. "I'm gonna go dance with Doran." She relaxed and nodded before moving down the bar to help more customers.

I walked over to the volus on the dance floor and began dancing. It was always fun to cut loose with him. Some other males, humans and salarians alike, started to get steadily closer to me. Somewhere between being whistled at and being grabbed by the waist, I noticed the soldier looking over the ledge, still accompanied by Jenna. She was looking out the window, pointing out the Destiny Ascension. He wasn't looking. His eyes were trained on me, the sway of my hips with each beat. I winked at him and walked away from my group of "fans". He apologized to Jenna and joined me at a table by the windows. I signaled Rita and she brought over some Serrice Ice Brandy, an expensive drink I convinced Doran to keep in stock for me.

"Did you win any money?" I asked him after I took a swig.

He laughed a good, hearty laugh. "I lost 200 credits so I gave up. And I was playing low steaks. I think Jenna got a little frustrated."

I smiled brightly at him, this mysterious soldier without a name, mister perfect who could be a ghost for all I knew. I didn't know what made me think that adding a name would give him form. I was just about to ask when a C-Sec officer burst into the club and straight to our table.

"Ambassador, we have urgent news. Chellick would like to see you."

"Can't it wait?" I asked impatiently.

He shook his head. "It's about your brother, ma'am. I don't know much more than that."

I didn't need time to think about it or say much. I got up, gave an apologetic look to the mystery man, and ran off with the officer. On the sprint and elevator ride over to the academy my mind was jumping to the worse possible news. He was killed, maybe only beaten, perhaps pirates came by and decimated Elysium, or he'd gone for a hike and hasn't been heard from.

The officer led me to Chellick's officer; it was brand new as he'd just been promoted. He motioned for me to sit down and the other officer left.

"We know your brother is on Elysium," the turian told me. "We've gotten word that batarian slavers have attacked the human colony there. There's no word yet on him. We're awaiting news."

"Why is C-Sec interested in a human colony in the Petra Nebula?" I asked. It's not that I wasn't greatful for the information but C-Sec was Citadel Security. Their focus was on the Citadel and issues in the Wards, not remote human worlds.

"A Spectre, Lynnk T'Louma, was there. She told her sister, Niruvi, what was going on. Niruvi knew you were related to one of the humans there and informed me to get the news to you. We're only learning all of this as relayed through the two of them. Officer T'Louma is waiting in your office. We figured you'd want to know what is going on first hand."

I thanked Chellick and ran off to the embassy as fast I could. I could have sworn on my rush to the elevator I blew past soldier boy. I didn't care. I was worried about Jason. I mean, he was only 22. He'd been in the Alliance no more than five years. I knew my brother was tough but what if this wasn't something he could handle? The elevator still wasn't fast enough as it zoomed up to the Presidium. As soon as it got to the top, I took a quick left out of the elevator and speed-walked to the human embassy.

As expected, an asari C-Sec officer was sitting there waiting for me. "Ambassador Shepard?" she asked. I nodded. "I am Officer T'Louma. My sister is the Spectre on Elysium. I don't wish to repeat information. What has Chellick told you?"

I went around the desk and sat down in my chair, gesturing for her to feel free to grab one of the other chairs around the spacious office. She sat across the desk and I breathed heavily, trying to think of what I'd been told. "He said batarian pirates attacked the colony there. Is there any word on my brother, Jason Shepard?"

"Yes, actually," she said, a smile on her face. "As an asari, my sister didn't want to step in on human affairs unless absolutely necessary. She watched from afar as the colony was attacked. She says it was lucky your brother was there. According to her, Shepard in the single reason Elysium is still standing. He held them off single-handedly until Alliance forces could arrive." My head was zooming around a million miles an hour. So Jason was okay. He was fine. Just held off pirates on his own. No big deal. "Ambassador? Your brother is one of the greatest heroes humanity has ever seen. If an asari Spectre would think so highly of him, well, it shows you just how fortunate your species is to have someone like him."

About a week had passed since the event they were calling the Skyllian Blitz. An entire week and finally Jason decided to call me up. Udina was still on medical leave so I was in the Ambassador's office when the phone rang. I picked it up and saw Jason's face on my screen.

"Sorry I couldn't make it to the Citadel," he told me at once. "After the thing on Elysium, the Alliance wanted me right back into it. They even promoted me."

"Promoted?" I asked him. "Promoted to what? Where are you stationed now?"

His smile was beaming. "It's a prototype warship, designed by both humans and turians. It's called the Normandy. I'm the Commander."

I smiled back at him. "Congrats, baby bro. I'm so proud of you."

"Thanks Asami," he said. "I've got a lot of work to do around here so I'll try to talk to you soon, alright?"

"Take care Jason!" I shouted at him before he hung up. "You hear me? I mean it. Don't get yourself beat up out there."

He rolled his eyes and smiled. "I'll be fine. I promise," he said. "I'm 22 years old. I can handle myself in battle. I'll talk to you later." And he hung up. The updates he gave me were pretty boring; most of his stuff was classified, so there wasn't much there. But so long as I was getting updates, I knew he was alive.

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