Shepard always tried not to think about the bad things that happened in her life. Her red tipped, blonde hair swung in the gentle artificial breeze while she sat in a park near the Presidium Commons. She often came here when she needed to think;To just clear her mind of the day to day shit she had to deal with. On a daily basis she, fucking Jane Shepard, would have to basically babysit many of the idiots she called employees. They would almost always mess something up and she would have to fix it. Many of the jobs were just simple supply runs or to make some scandalous politician disappear. From the outside, "Safe Guard" was your everyday health insurance company. On the inside, it was a network of clients, growers, calculated kills, and a whole lot of keeping C- Sec off their asses.

Jane sighed and tried to put her mind back into the book she was reading. It was ironic really; nobody would ever suspect a 120 pound, 5'5, blonde haired, blue eyed 22 year old of being one of the most successful crime bosses on the Citadel. She again sighed while running a hand through her hair. Relaxation today was not going to come through reading. Standing up, she brought her book to her chest and grabbed her designer bag from the ground where she once sat. People often looked at her weird when she sat in the park, still wearing her perfectly ironed skirt suite and shiny heels.

Walking towards the transit station, she already had in mind what type of stress relief she wanted tonight. Shepard took the skycar to her apartment on the Silverstrip, changing from polished business woman to eager club-goer.

…...

She decided on the Casino's bar; and immediately went for the hard drinks, one after another until she reached her comfortable fog. All around her, people danced. Asari, turians, humans even a single drell had joined the action. Jane's mind wandered, thinking of what it would be like to fuck a drell. Where their packages as lizardy as the rest of them? Shaking the thought out of her mind, Jane downed more of her drink. While lost in thought, she had failed to notice the tall, dark turian that had found a seat a few stools down from her. He was definitely a prospect lover for her tonight. Jane had been with many human lovers but her favorite were the turians. Muscular, tall; and boy, did they know how to pleasure a girl, probably due to the fact that they were much bigger than human males.

She sat at the bar sipping on her drink; just watching, waiting for herself to make up her mind. Fuck the turian or don't?

A human male, who had been staring at her ass for most of the night, made his way over to her and ordered her another drink. Jane was quick to shoot him down from his high horse, refusing to acknowledge his presence. After some awkward throat-clearing, and soft nudges the man moved away from her with a shrug of the shoulders and made his way to another woman on the dance floor. Jane laughed to herself and stared at her half empty glass. Quickly, she put her eyes back on a certain turian she had scoped out earlier. Finally, after making up her mind, she gave herself the green light and stood. Gracefully and drink in hand, she made her way over to the turian.

He had beautiful white markings, that stood out due to his dark plating. Jane placed her glass on the counter and slid into the seat next to him. He spoke to her, his voice like silk.

"I was wondering when you were going to stop staring and just come over here already."

Jane laughed and turned to look at him, her gaze intense.

"I like to survey my prey before I go in for the kill."

The turian broke their gaze to look at her from head to toe and then again locked onto her blue eyes.

"I like your spark blondie. Tell me, have you ever been with one of my kind before?"

She slid off her stool and onto his lap, putting her left hand onto the back of his cowl.

"Trying to scare me off now?" She laughed.

Nihlus shifted under her, bringing an arm to her thigh.

"Not at all. I was simply wondering if I would have to educate you in turian anatomy." He brought his mouth to her ear. "I can be a very good educator."

Jane shuttered under his words, her core beginning to feel as if it were on fire. She reached for her drink and took a sip.

"My name is Jane by the way, just so you know what to call out later."

The dark turian's mandibles fluttered with surprise at her blunt words. Bringing his hand higher up her thigh, he began to run it up and down getting closer and closer to her crotch. Jane could already see the lust in his eyes; mirroring her own feeling. She brought her mouth close to his neck, covering it in butterfly kisses before whispering in his ear.

"Why don't we leave before we end up fucking each other in the stall of the men's bathroom."

The turian growled lowly, liking her suggestion.

...

The shadows of the two danced on and off the wall, as the artificial moon served as a light source. Nearing their end, the two shadows began to slow until, Jane's laid on her stomach, panting.

"I've got to hand it to you." She said with a laugh. "That's some of the best sex I've had in a long time."

The turian too laughed as he rolled to his side to face her.

"Well it also helped that your very educated in turian anatomy."

He trailed a talon down her back.

"Too bad I couldn't teach you much. I'm awfully fond of being in control."

Jane, with her eyes closed, gave a short grunt in reply. She stayed like that for a minute before getting out of bed, letting the covers fall off herself. As she searched for her clothes, the turian watched her.

"You know you don't have to leave." He said.

Jane stopped what she was doing for the moment to look at him.

"I know." She started pulling on her dress she had found. "It just makes things easier. I don't have to explain to my neighbors why I'm coming home at 8 o'clock in the morning."

Jane laughed, trying to cover up the sadness in her voice. She actually really liked this guy, but she couldn't risk it. She didn't know anything about him or what he even did for a living. But judging from his condo, he was paid well.

She looked away and continued to dress herself, tying her long blonde hair in a knot on the top of her head. She could see from the corner of her eye that turian was still watching her. She smiled at him.

"So, you never did tell your name." She stated.

He didn't say anything for a moment; a little confused.

"Oh. I hadn't realized I forgotten to mention it" He sat up and leaned against the headboard of his bed. "Spectre Nihlus Kryik at your service." With a wink he waited for her reply.

Jane stood frozen. He got out of his bed and walked towards her, looking up into his face, Jane searched for something to say. Nothing. He moved closer and grasped her shoulders, Shepard found the strength to returned his touch with her own, running her hands over his muscular chest. Nihlus brought up his hand and pushed a stray hair behind her ear.

"I didn't realize my name was that scary." He laughed.

Again she didn't answer and panic began to take over her body. She, Jane Shepard, was in to home of a spectre. One of the people she tried so hard to stay away from. Nihlus felt her tense beneath his touch.

"Are you alright?" He asked with genuine worry.

Jane slowly stepped backwards, trying to act as she had before she learned his true identity.

"I'm sorry but I just really need to be heading home now. I forgot that I have some paper-work that needs to be done by tomorrow"

She quickly found her things before heading out the door; not even bothering to put on her shoes.

...

Shepard walked down the pathways towards her apartment, mentally kicking herself the entire way. Stupid. Incredibly stupid. That's what she had been. Of course Nihlus had to be a spectre. One of the people that would put her in jail for the rest of her life. And she had slept with him. She could feel it now, the headache that came with stress. She always knew that someday her reckless behavior would come back to bite her in the ass, she also that knew Nihlus would follow her home, to make sure she got there safely.

From the way she acted when she left, the poor guy probably thought she was going to kill somebody. She probably would though. She'll just order her guys to make it look like a suicide. Jane shook her head, it would never work. Her employees were nowhere good enough to pull off a such a delicate job as a spectre killing himself.

She turned the corner to her apartment. Stepping into the elevator, she watched the doors thinking of an excuse to tell Nihlus, why she wouldn't let him inside. She stepped out, walking quickly down the hall she practically ran to her door. Looking around; She let out a sigh of relief. Maybe Nihlus hadn't been followed her home. Opening her door, she walked towards the center of her apartment waiting for her automatic lights to turn on. Nothing but darkness greeted her. Uneasiness overtook her. Pulling her pistol out of her purse, Shepard aimed at the shadows. Skimming the right side of her apartment, near the kitchen, she saw it. The lighting that ran through his body. Saren. He was here... in her apartment.

"How the hell did you find me?" She gritted through her teeth.

He watched her as he opened his omnitool to turn the lights on. His glowing eyes followed her every move as she pointed her gun at his head.

"Why are you here?" Jane glared at him.

Saren crept closer, forcing her to step backwards until her back hit the wall behind her. Saren pushed himself against her, placing his hands on either side of her head.

"Now, here I thought you'd be happy to see me." He said sarcastically.

Shepard could feel his breath on her face. Memories flooded her head; they made her want to throw up. She found a brief moment of courage, and fired back at his words.

"Last time I checked you killed my best guys, took my money and ran." She felt like spitting in his face. "Next thing I know, you were one of the most famous spectres in the galaxy."

Saren laughed at her, her words not effecting him at all.

"I always did love your spunk"

He grabbed her wrists, making her drop her gun, then ground his pelvis against hers. He looked her in the eyes.

"Those beautiful blue eyes, I missed those too."

She struggled, trying to break his grasps with no success. Saren ran his talons through her hair, ripping it out of the knot it was in.

"Stop now. No need to be so-"

Jane head butted him. Saren brought one hand up to his face to find blue blood running from his nose. He slapped Jane hard across her face. She fell to the floor and quickly reached for her gun that lay near Saren's feet. Saren charged forward, meaning to kick her, but she rolled from his reach. Standing back on her two feet she aimed at him once again.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't blow your head off. "

He didn't comply as he ran towards her, reaching to grab her again when there was a knock on the door. Jane looked to the door as Saren grabbed her, taking her gun and shoving it into her lower back.

"Ah and who could that be?" He pushed her towards the door with the barrel of the gun.

She opened it, already knowing who it was. Nihlus stood outside the door, looking to the floor.

"I just wanted to-" Nihlus looked up at the two, recognizing Saren. "Arterius? I didn't know you were back from your last assignment yet." He then looked at Jane noticing the red marks on her body. "I didn't know you knew Jane either." A hint of anger encased his last words.

Saren took the gun away from Jane's back waving it in the air to invite Nihlus inside, he then moved to the other side of the room. Cautiously stepping inside, Nlihlus kept an eye on Jane as he walked towards her. Saren stood pistol in hand, smirking, watching them both.

Jane stayed quiet. She didn't know what to say at this point. Of course Nihlus knew Saren. She couldn't believe it. Her fucking luck was terrible. She let herself slip into some old memories. Most of them with Saren including beatings and sometimes sex that most would call rape. Saren's voice brought her out of her trance.

"So, Nihlus, what brings you to OUR apartment?"

Jane clenched her jaw, wanting to speak up but not wanting another beating when Nihlus finally left.

Next to her, Nihlus once again eyed her, trying to find some answers on her face.

"I wanted to make sure Jane made it home safely. I didn't realize you and Jane were together."

Saren laughed.

"Jane does like to keep secrets but we're not together." He turned towards the large window behind him to look through it. "It's more of a-temporary fix thing- as some might call it."

Nihlus nodded his head and quickly glanced towards Jane as Saren made his way towards the gun barrel to lift up her chin, he looked into her eyes.

"Tell him about all your secrets Janey. Tell him about all the people you've screwed over."

Nihlus watched him, trying to understand why his old spectre partner and friend, was acting in such a way.

"Now Saren, I don't think that's necessary."

Saren's head snapped from Jane to Nihlus in a split second. He stormed at him.

"Don't tell me Kryik. You know your paragon methods don't always work."

At that moment Saren turned back to Jane. Nihlus stood in shock, trying to wrap his head around the whole situation.

"Now where was I- oh yes. Jane, why don't you tell your new friend her about everything you've done. I bet he'd enjoy it." Saren finished with a faint but evil smile.

Jane straightened her back and ground her teeth, not planning on saying anything. The bastard was trying to expose her, trying to cut himself out of the picture he had helped create. Standing behind her, Saren knocked Jane to the floor. He then put his foot on her stomach, forcing her to stay on her back.

"I'm waiting."

She didn't say anything; too busy gasping for air. Nihlus walked across the room, gun drawn.

"Stop this madness Arterius." He demanded.

Saren didn't cooperate, stepping down even harder.

"Don't you want your answers?"

Through the gasps Jane managed a 'FUCK YOU'. She could see Nihlus getting closer to her and Saren. She wanted to tell him to just leave before Saren killed him but again fear overtook her. She could feel her lungs collapsing under his weight. Every second she didn't answer the more weight he put on her. Jane began to black out, she couldn't see what was happening but suddenly the weight was gone and there was gunfire. She sat up in time to see Saren and Nihlus fighting each other. Nihlus was on top of Saren continuously punching him. Saren laughed in between each blow, each chuckle getting louder, angrier. Before Nihlus could react, Saren had grabbed him by the throat, stood and had began slamming him into the wall. Jane watched, trembling with every hit. She watched Nihlus' blood run down his back, down the wall. Suddenly, he reached out to her, looking in her eyes and gasping out one word:

"Run."

And that's what she did. She ran.