A/N: Short drabbles. I own nothing. Enjoy.

Shepard lined up her target, her aim precisely right on the mech's head and her fingers slowly closed on the trigger, waiting for the correct moment. After a split second, she squeezed the trigger and the mech's head was blown off. "Scoped and dropped!"

She could feel Garrus' eyes on her and she slowly turned around to him, bullets whizzing past her. "What?"

Garrus responded with a shake of his head and the two moved on through the base, noting the fallen mercenaries. Shepard walked up to the glowing orange console, running her hands through the screen and read its contents, narrowing her eyes after a while. Garrus was to her back, scanning the area for potential enemies. "He's through this do-"

She was cut off by a bullet hitting her kinetic shields and she immediately ducked, whipping out her own sniper rifle. Just as she was lining up her aim at a merc, she noticed she was out of ammo clips. "Great…" She grumbled, throwing aside her sniper rifle and traded it for a Carnifex pistol. As she was spewing random fire at the mercenaries, Garrus took out an enemy clean and quick. With a smile she called out, "Impressive!"

Again she could feel his intense gaze on her but she ignored it as she biotic slammed a nearing merc. A salarian was getting too close for her tastes so she biotic threw him across the room, earning a quiet 'Impressive' from Garrus. At last, the rest of the mercs were dead and she jogged to the now open door, gesturing for Garrus to follow. "Come on Officer Vakarian!"

Garrus caught up to her, sniper rifle still out, and continuously looked behind them every few seconds. Shepard kept one hand on her pistol, silently walking down the hallway, waiting for something to pop out at them. Finally they reached the automatic door and the sight it gave them left them wishing for a bag to puke in. The coppery smell of human blood was fresh in the air, the red stains all over, and the body nearby on a cart. Shepard wrinkled up her nose because no matter how many times she smelt blood she still wasn't used to it.

"I think we found him." She commented, looking around for the data that was with the Cerberus operative. Finding the console she watched her steps, not wanting to get her boots dirty with blood. Because she'd be the one to clean them and she did NOT want to bring the smell home with her. That incident with Garrus and his blue blood…that was enough for her.

"The data that was with the operative contains information that could greatly affect Cerberus' reputation if it were leaked." EDI informed them right when Shepard picked out the data, reading it carefully. She paced back and forth a bit, hand under chin, thinking thoughtfully.

"Send the encrypted data to the Alliance. See what they can do with it." Shepard said with a heavy sigh, the stress of the day hitting her. She could deal with the wrath of Cerberus another day, it's not like as if their reputation isn't destroyed enough.

"You know…I don't think the Alliance appreciates what you do for them even if you don't work for them. I highly doubt they could all this on their own." Garrus noted after a minute or two of silence, rolling his shoulders.

"Sure they could. Just not as stylishly of course." Shepard said with a smirk, quickly exiting the room, wanting to get out of that smelly room as soon as possible. She could've sworn she heard a huff from behind her but she shrugged it off, noting it as nothing.

"I hate fighting through bases." Shepard said casually, catching a glimpse from Garrus.

"Where do you think is better to fight through then?" Garrus asked with a twitch of his mandibles, picking up Shepard's tossed aside sniper rifle as they walked by it.

"Gardens. Electronic stores. Antique shops. But only if they're classy." Hearing another exasperated sigh, she ignored it as usual, heading out of the base with a fling of her hair.

Half mumbling to himself, Garrus said under his breath, "That's my thing."