The crew had gathered in the briefing room as Shepard entered with Garrus in tow, flexing his arm which Shepard had locked him with just moments ago, her bruises from her sparing session where already healing leaving a slight tingling on her skin.

"Lose again Garrus?" Jack called playfully

"Draw actually"

"Bullshit" she snickered

Shepard looked around the room to the faces of her crew – her friends, some of which hadn't changed, however crew members like Kelly, the mission had taken a toll on them. "OK" Shepard called "Will we be in port till further notice until then I grant you all shore leave, I have no idea how things will go with the council but one things for sure, the Reapers are still out there and our mission is not over, you have been through hell, all of you, and you deserve a rest, you will be notified when the situation changes, dismissed." With that a majority of the crew left, leaving only her companions,

Jack: "So whats the plan?"

"I am going to speak with the council, the must recognise the reaper threat now, you all heard Harbinger, the real threat is coming, and god if anything we just pissed them off"

Miranda: "the council has not helped you before Shepard, I doubt they will now, unless the threat is at their doorstep they seem happier to remain oblivious"

Jacob: "The footage we got of that human-reaper, ther'd have to be stupid to not acknowledge that!"

Shepard: "You'd think… Anyways you are all free to do what you want till we leave port, I can image we are going to be stuck here for some time".

[Aye Commander] The group then left the room each going their separate ways, Samara and Jack stayed behind however.

Samara: "Commander I have no reason to explore the citadel if you allow it I would like to accompany you".

Shepard nodded.

Jack: "…I've never even been to the citadel, so, fuck. Ill tag along too!"

Sheppard was glad for the company as she headed up to the presidium, up the stairs to the councils chamber.

Asari Counciler: "Shepard..."

Shepard: "Councilors"

Shepard glanced at each of the 3 councilors, making note of Anderson being not present, none of them looked pleased to see her, rather that an annoyance had returned. "News of your exploits has reached our ears, when you asked for assistance previously we had not hoped you were actually a part of the Cerberus organization but now the Normandy has docked bearing their mark. What are we to think?" The Turian councilor questioned, his face marked white with elaborate war tattoos."I told you before, Cerberus played a hand in my resurrection and assisted me with the nessarary items for the mission but I am not with them! I have cut all ties to the illusive man!" "So you say…" The Salarian councilor muttered, Shepard hopes began to fail, and a pit of rage began to form in the gut, they still didn't believe her. After all this time, after all she had done, only more betrayl. Her patience was wearing thin. "Look!" She barked out as the vid of the human-reaper fanned out from her omni tool. "This is a reaper, a human reaper made with tens of thousands of human lives, lives in which if you had assisted me you might have been able to save! Cerberus knew this threat was current, and they helped, the Illusive mans motives may not of been pure but because of him my race still exists right now!" The vid came to an end and the shocked yet composed experessions of the council members returned to Shepard. "As terrifying and unbelievable as it seems, we are at war. And this was just the beginning. I ask you now will you help me? You can still make up for lost time if you unite the council races and build an army to defeat this threat!" She looked promisingly at their faces, begging they would finally open their eyes to her words. The council room was silent, jack shifted her footing, Samara held her majestic form. The council members remained still for a while then began flicking messages between each other from their displays, discussing the situation in private. Shepard's heart was in her throat waiting for their decision.

It was the Turian who was the first to speak, his face holding remorse over the loss of life, but still composed "Shepard, you are right we have been slow to trust and act before, but, we cannot acknowledge such a threat, you have no proof that any more of these reapers even exist! The fact that they had to make one themselves suggests…" Shepard cut him off, outraged "They had to make one to find the most effective means to wipe out humans! Don't you get it they haven't encountered us before! They want to know what we are before they destroy us! Don't make the same mistake twice, do something!" Then the Salarian spoke out "This is too difficult to believe Shepard, you must understand how insane this sounds, a sentient race coming to wipe out all life! And coming from a species so young… (a point they had made many a time, in which many believed humanity was too young to be seated on the council) surely if this Reaper exists older races such as the Asari would have encountered it". Shepard's fist clenched. Last to betray her the Asari "Shepard we cannot act on your beliefs alone, you shall keep your spectre status, and you have our thanks on removing this 'threat on humanity', but (there's always a but) we believe this is the end of this mission, Reapers are not real, and whatever they might have been you have already destroyed. Please take some rest, you look like you haven't sleep in a decade. Rest your mind and relax, your mission is over. We shall hold your ship till your condition improves." And it was done.

Shepard's eyes blurred with rage, and his fists clenched, she bit down on her lip, turning on her heel and marching out of the chamber, Jack and Samara hot on her heels. The 3 entered the elevator.

Jack: "well that could have gone better..."

Samara: "Indeed".

Suddenly both Jack and Samara around for a loud smashing noise flooded into their ears, Sheppards fist smashed against the elevator wall, each punch leaving a larger dent than the last, and a bloody mark against the wall.

Samara: "Shepard!"

Shepard stopped then as Samara and Jack grabbed at her arms to make her stop. As did the elevator. One deep breath, and her composure was regained. "Lets head back to the Ship ive had enough of the citadel for one day" Shepard marched of the elevator her hand dripping with blood for only a moment, till her wounds repaired themselves.