"Garrus? Is that you?" Shepard asked. She stared at the man's face. He had light brown hair, a nice tan complexion. When he looked up, his eyes were bluer than the sky on the Citadel (and that's saying something).
The man opened his mouth to speak but only groaning came out. He was trying to speak in Turian.
"Garrus doesn't know how to speak English. Much teach him. Will be simple. Much like teaching a child." Mordin said; a smile formed on his Salarian lips. "If any assistance is needed, will be here." He offered and walked away.
Shepard crouched in front of the man. "Garrus, it's me, Shepard. Repeat after me," Garrus stared up at her, eyes full of wonder.
"Shhh- eeee- ppp- aaarrr- ddd." She pronounced her name as easily as she could. Garrus tried to say her name, but choked.
He cleared his throat and tried again. "Shheeepparrrddd..." He pronounced her name beautifully, but drawn out. She smiled at him.
"Good, now try saying it not so drawn out. Shepard. Just like that." She said. Garrus cleared his throat again.
"Shh- ahem- Shep-Shepard." He said. "Shepard..." He whispered. Shepard smiled and touched his face. His skin was soft, with the slightest hint of stubble. He was so beautiful.
"Good..." She turned her head a little to talk to Mordin. "Mordin, get him some clothes." She ordered.
"Yes, Shepard." Mordin replied. Before he left he turned and smiled. "Experiment successful." Shepard chuckled and looked back to Garrus, who was still staring up at her. She smiled and grabbed one of his hands, squeezing it a little.
"Are you okay?" She asked. Since he couldn't talk, Garrus just nodded. "Don't worry. I'll teach you English." She smiled. She sighed and leaned down to kiss his cheek. His cheek was warm and wet with sweat. She pulled away and stood up, helping Garrus up as well.
"Can you walk?" She asked, trying to keep herself from looking down. Garrus shrugged and took a step, but stumbled and fell on top of Shepard. She groaned as the two fell to the floor. "Guess not." She chuckled. Garrus looked down at her, eyes full of annoyance. He grunted with effort as he pushed himself up, his arms were well muscled but shook with the effort to push himself off Shepard.
"Shepard..." He whispered. Shepard looked up at him, smiling.
"Shepard!" Her attention was taken away from Garrus and turned to Mordin. She quickly rolled out from underneath Garrus and stood up.
"Yes? You have the clothes? Oh, good!" She said quickly, grabbing the clothes and shoving them at Garrus and walking out.
Garrus and Mordin stared at her as she left. Garrus looked at Mordin and Mordin looked at Garrus.
"Perhaps shock." Mordin said simply.
Shepard shuddered. She'd felt something different about Garrus. He was still himself. So beautiful and so strong. It made Shepard crazy to even look at him, he was so beautiful. Yet somehow, Shepard couldn't look into those blue eyes. She didn't want to look into them. She wanted Garrus. Either way. He was still Garrus. Didn't matter what species. She wanted... His body...
"God, I need a shower..." She groaned.
