A/N: Starting off with a bit of lighthearted F!Shepard and Garrus. Not really a pairing but can be construed that way if it tickles your fancy.
Disclaimer: Mass Effect belongs to Bioware/EA and so on and so forth.
A Bazooka Solves Everything
"There's about twenty hostiles in there," Garrus poked his head out and did another quick scan. "Make that twenty-five."
Shepard considered for a moment. "Any sign of Miranda?"
He shook his head. "None. I don't think she's here, Shepard."
That brought a scowl to her face but it didn't linger. Shepard always felt better at the prospect of a little destruction. "Well, they're dead either way so let's get to it."
His mandibles twitched into an amused, if slightly exasperated, smile. "Tell me the plan consists of more than 'kill everyone', Commander."
"Who needs plans," Shepard grinned viciously as she unhooked the launcher, "when a bazooka solves everything?"
"Not you obviously," Garrus muttered, adjusting his grip on his rifle. "Try not to blow me up. There's only so much face paint in the galaxy."
Chuckling, she tossed him a wink and charged in, ignoring the hail of bullets that immediately come her way. "No promises!"