Relinquishing control
Summary: Ever the scientist Liara's always analysing everything and now she's the shadow broker it's all she seems to do…but Shepard's had enough and intends to prove to Liara just how good it can be just to feel and exist... (Yeah, I suck at summaries)
Disclaimer: I own nothing…never have, never will :'( its aaallll biowares I just love the characters :D
Authors note: This is only the first chapter and I'll continue it if you guys think it's okay but this is my first ever fanfic so I'd really appreciate some feedback…just please…no flames…?
It had been a few weeks since Shepard had helped Liara become the shadow broker and rescue Feron and they had once again rekindled the romance that had been cut short by Shepard's untimely death and Shepard was loving every minute of it…well, mostly… as she paced her cabin completing yet another of the never-ending-reports she thought about the beautiful asari who had captured her heart, a slightly melancholy smile drifting across her face. Inbetween Shepard's duties to the alliance and Liara's controlling the shadow broker empire, it had been nearly impossible for them to find any time to spend together and she was missing her lover, they had only had a few months together before the collectors had wrenched them apart and after meeting Liara on Illium Shepard had all but given up hope of ever being able to hold her bondmate in her arms again; but now that she could she hated every minute they were apart even though she knew there wasn't much they could do to change the circumstances they found themselves in.
Sighing, Shepard flung the datapad on to her couch and dropped back onto her bed activating her omnitool to check her messages. She sorted through all the junk and spam mail that somehow her filters still seemed to manage to miss and to her surprise she saw she had a message from someone she never expected to contact her.
A frown creased her forehead as she thought about the drell who she had helped to rescue, sure he was Liara's friend and she had helped him but she had seen the way he looked at Liara, devotion shining in his eyes and she couldn't help the pang of jealously that hit her as she remembered that he was able to spend time with the love of her life (well, two lives apparently) whilst she was stuck on-board the Normandy running errands for the alliance brass, not that Liara would ever betray her but that wasn't really the point. Wondering why he would be contacting her she opened the message,
Commander Shepard,
I realised that I never properly thanked you for helping to rescue me from the shadow broker and I just wanted to take this opportunity to do so.
However that's not the real reason I'm contacting you, as Liara's bondmate you know her just as well, if not better than I do and I know that you're well aware of her uncanny ability to lose herself in work, especially when she's convinced that what she's doing will benefit others. She's managed to do so again and nothing I've tried has convinced her to stop and rest …she is completely immersing herself in work, rarely surfacing from the endless data streams to eat or sleep and I'm getting concerned for her. Whenever I mention this to her I'm turned away with the old line 'asari physiology doesn't require regular sleep as other species do'. I'm completely at a loss at what to do and I was hoping that you could help me to rescue her from working and analysing herself to exhaustion. I hope to hear from you soon Commander so that we can figure out a way to convince her that she's only one asari and that we both need her around. The ship is in orbit around the Citadel for the next 4 days.
Feron
Shepard blinked. Feron. Had contacted her. To help with Liara?
The spectre blinked again in surprise and reread the message just to be sure she hadn't misinterpreted it before a huge grin spread across her face, a plan to get Liara to take a break already starting to swirl and formulate in her head. Jumping up Shepard shrugged on a hoodie before racing across her quarters to the elevator and heading down towards the CIC deck and the briefing room. She needed to make a call to Admiral Anderson.
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Twenty minutes later Shepard emerged from the briefing room trying to suppress her grin and to hide the bounce in her step,
"Joker! Plot a course for the citadel. Liara's there and I wanna be there too a.s.a.p." she called down through the CIC corridor towards the cock pit.
"Aye Aye Commander!" came the instantaneous response "rendezvous with the shadow broker ship, 2 hours 20 minutes."
Shepard spun around on her heels and caught the elevator back up to her quarters to reply to Feron.
Feron,
Thanks for the heads up about Liara, your right she does tend to get a little too engrossed in her work. The alliance has given the crew 3 days leave so the Normandy will rendezvous with your ship near the Citadel in approximately 2 hours. I have a plan.
Shepard
As she sent off the reply to Feron, Shepard glanced around her room smiling, just a few hours and she and Liara would be back in each other's arms where they belonged. In the meantime, she had a plan to put into action and if she had it her way, Liara would be too distracted to even consider data streams.
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"ETA five minutes Commander…" Joker's voice rang over the intercom startling Shepard out of her daydreams,
"Copy that Joker, I'll be right up." Still grinning at her handiwork she jumped up from her sofa heading towards the elevator pausing only to feed her fish before Liara could complain about her neglecting them again.
As Shepard stepped out of the elevator half of her crew were gathered in the mess hall…
"okay everyone…you've probably heard by now but we've got 3 days shore leave at the citadel, I managed to convince Admiral Anderson my ragtag crew deserve it …soooo I better see you all off this ship and enjoying yourselves before the galaxy throws something else our way…" Shepard grinned at them with a wink before laughing at the unanimous looks of confusion written across their faces at seeing her in such high spirits. Garrus followed her towards the kitchen area, his mandibles twitching as he tried to hide his bemused grin at his best friends mood…
"so Shepard, I take it a certain asari will be gracing us with her presence since your practically skipping around the ship like them women in those hopelessly bad romance vids you keep insisting I 'absolutely have to see' "
"Don't know what you're talking about Vakarian" Shepard shot back with a snort turning round to face the turian as she finished stirring her coffee...
"Mhmm…of course Shepard, whatever you say…" Garrus rolled his eyes at his friend before he walked past back towards the main battery.
Shepard grinned at his retreating back and jumped back in the elevator heading to the shuttle bay.
Tbc…
A/N: so? What do you think? Please review…id really love some feedback. If I get some positive reviews I'll continue the story.
