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"Waitress? We'll have another round of a dextro-beer for me, and one of those pina coladas for her, please."
"Impressive, Vakarian. You remembered the name of my favorite Earth drink!" Jane Shepard exclaimed, placing her small hand over the large one of her lover's. They had finally taken a night off to themselves, something Garrus had been proposing since Shepard recruited him again on Omega. Although Garrus tries to block out those two years on Omega being 'Archangel', he found it difficult to forget how empty his heart was when Shepard was dead. One thing he'll never forget, however, was seeing Jane's face so clearly through his scope when she had come to save him.
"I must say, Shepard, you do clean up well." Garrus said in a low voice. "You should do Liara a favor and not return that dress to her. Now that you've worn it, there's no way anyone else can look this good in it." Jane rolled her eyes and giggled as she met Garrus' icy blue gaze. She could still remember meeting that gaze for the first time on the Citadel years ago. She had never thought about being with anyone else but a human, yet somehow between the countless missions and close calls together, he stole her heart.
"Just be grateful Liara lent me this dress, otherwise I would have shown up here on Illium either in my armor or my skivvies." Garrus let out a playful growl.
"Not going to happen, Jane. You know how protective turians get over their mates. If I saw anyone, even an Asari, look at your body, they would be eating Gardner's food paste for weeks." Jane let out a hearty laugh. Gardner tried his best to cook for the Normandy crew, but sometimes it proved difficult to accommodate every member's specific needs.
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Curses, Shepard, could you have at least tried to do your hair for your first real date with Garrus? Jane thought, looking in the bathroom mirror attempting to tousle her hair. She had always wondered what attracted Garrus to her in the first place. She knew she wasn't hideous, but she was by no means some Asari who exuberated sex appeal to all races. She also knew she lacked the tiny waist of a typical attractive turian female, yet somehow Garrus didn't seem to mind her assets. In fact, he has told her countless times how he now preferred her human features- her velvet skin, silky hair, and squishy parts. Especially my squishy parts. Jane blushed just thinking how lucky she was to love somebody who loved her back, which was something she never had with Kaiden. Ever since what happened on Horizon, Jane lost all feelings for her former squad mate. Perhaps it was just lust, because her heart never felt as whole as it is when she's with Garrus.
Stumbling a bit out of the restroom, Jane realized she had forgotten what a lightweight she was when it came to alcohol. Not to mention she had forgotten what it felt like to be a little drunk. Garrus and her spend almost every minute together, but it's always on the Normandy sans liquor. She brings him on every mission, something the Normandy crew had grown accustomed to, and they also share her bed every night.
Jane jumped a bit when she felt three talons wrap around her waist, then relaxed when she heard the deep, mesmerizing voice she adored so much. "What do you say we hit the dance floor and show Eternity and all of Illium just how great Shepard and Vakarian work on and off the battlefield."
Jane followed Garrus' lead, and began to fret over how to dance without embarrassing herself like she always seems to do. She was a soldier. Her body was sculpted for fighting and self defense, not for dancing. Luckily, Garrus proved worthy on the dance floor and Jane found herself dancing closely to her turian lover.
"I'll be right back." Garrus whispered in Jane's ear, "What is it you humans say? Nature calls?" Jane loved how Garrus tried to learn human phrases and cultures. She also found it incredibly amusing to have to explain certain things to him, like the first time she asked Gardner to make Jell-o. Jane continued dancing, desperately trying to keep up with the beat without Garrus' help. Who would've thought a former C-Sec officer and vigilante turian would have a knack for dancing? She chuckled to herself, as three talons found their way back around her waist. The Asari DJ began to mix up a new song, and Jane felt her dance partner getting even closer to her. Somehow he seemed to have a different scent than what she was used to, but she was too tipsy to really care.
"Get the HELL off my mate!" Jane suddenly heard, along with the unmistakable growl coming from deep within Garrus' chest. At that moment, she saw Garrus looming over another turian, who was now on the floor, blue blood strewn across his mandible. The beaten turian turned to look at Jane, with the same icy blue eyes as her lover, and then went unconscious.
"Spirits!" Garrus shouted, "Can someone explain to me how I suddenly have a clone?" He and Jane stood in disbelief, staring at the turian on the floor. The dancers around them were already crowding around to see what the fuss was about. It really was another Garrus lying there on the ground. Jane felt her head spinning, and it was not because of the alcohol.