Authors note: I'm sorry for the delay, life tends to get in the way. this is a two part chapter so this one might be a bit short just to get over some stuff and what not. I'll get better with my writing down the line, been awhile since I actually wrote. I should have next chapter by the end of this week or depends on how long my beta takes to edit my story. Well i hope you like and enjoy this chapter. Oh and i want to thank everyone who read my first chapter makes me happy that others are viewing it at least, alright peeps have a good day =]


C-Sec Days: Day 1 Part 1

Being back at the citadel didn't feel like home anymore, it felt like a fancy prison without the joy of freedom. Cyar'ika laid in bed thinking about how she could get out of this situation and get back to Morinth; she knew the asari could handle herself, but it was still a shitty way of leaving each other. Cursing to herself she got out of bed and made her way to the window and saw how the shuttles flew by and the lights flashing from the station in the night sky, she had to admit it was a lot like Illium but nicer. Lost in thought she didn't hear the door to her room open as someone came in.

Snapping out of her train of thought she spun around ready to attack but she remembered that this new suit they outfitted her with nullified her biotic powers somehow. Still holding her fighting stance, she let out a growl of anger and frustration' "What the hell do you want?!"

Nihlus just stood there with his arms across his chest with a very stern look on his face not feeling threatened at all. "Are you done throwing a fit, so we can get to the matter at hand?" Asking with an undisturbed voice. The response was not what she was expecting, and the calmness of the situation was very uncomfortable that she didn't know how to react. She straightened out, but she was still on guard just in case anything came up. She asked again in a less aggressive tone.

"What do you want?" As she mimicked Nihlus's stance, hoping that would make him back away or simply leave her alone but she doubted he would. Since she's been back he's been watching her 24/7 making life unbearable. She would rather take her chances with the council than stay another moment in the same household as him.

There was a long silence before he moved from where he was standing, to the window; causing her to take a few steps away from him since she felt uneasy about how close he was. He just stood there looking out the window, she noticed that his stern face had faded away, his face showed no expression, but his eyes showed it all; sadness and dismay. Now the silence was starting to make the air a bit awkward for even Cyar'ika to handle. So, she straightened up and decided to be the one to leave the room before it got any weirder than it already was.

She made her way to the door but before she could make her escape she heard him clear his throat and finally spoke, "Guess trying to have some peace and quiet with my daughter is too much to ask for these days?" He turned around and looked at her as she still had her back to him and spoke again, "I suppose if you're going to leave without saying goodbye then there's no point in having you to tag along to get your suit upgraded to accommodate you better." He said as he began walking past her only to stop at the door. "I'll inform C-Sec that I will be going alone."

Before he left she finally spoke up, "You're going to C-Sec?!" Her voice sounded slightly more excited then she wanted it to be. He looked back, "She speaks?!" He said as he poorly placed his hand on his chest sarcastically causing her to fold her arms and give him a pouting face.

Nihlus let out a small chuckle and shook his head before he turned to face her. "Yes, "I'll" be going to C-Sec. You already made it clear you didn't want to go." He had the smuggest grin on his face, the best a turian could do.

She tried to compose herself before speaking again, "Well I thought I wasn't allowed to stay alone without you being there?" She tried to play it off as if she wasn't irritated but from the looks of it, that didn't seem to fly with Nihlus.

"Are you saying that you want to go, or you don't want me to go, because if that's the case I'll stay home here with you and keep an eye on you to make sure you don't escape again, hmm? So, which one is it? I'm A very busy turian so I'll be in the Livingroom and if you don't leave the room in 2 minutes I'm leaving." And with that he was out the door leaving her speechless and slightly blushed.

Nihlus was about to leave the apartment when he heard the door to the bedroom open and turned to see Cyar'ika step out trying to keep a tough look on her face.

"Where's the rest of my armor?" She asked as she made her way to the living room looking around to see if it wasn't somewhere in there. Once she was done checking she stepped out and went to where her father was, he looked as if he forgot to mention something to her about where her suit was. "Nihlus? Why do you look as if you have your hand in the cookie's jar?"

He couldn't help but burst into laughter which caused her to flinch backwards in surprise. Trying to control his breathing he put one of his talons up to hold on that comment. As soon as the laughter died down he went on to correct her. "Sweetie, if you are going to try and use a human idiom make sure you say it correctly. Its "You got caught red handed with your hand in the cookie jar." Humans are very sensitive about how you say certain things."

Still perplexed about what was going on, she almost forgot what she first asked until she saw Nihlus shoot for the door. Once she realized this she moved to stop him before he could escape. "Quit trying to avoid the question and tell me where my suit is!" Looking at him with a serious face he turned to her with a guilty goofy face planted on his mug which said it all. "It's not here is it?".

Laughing it off he simply replied with, "You got me…" Sheepishly trying to avoid her gaze which could burn a hole in the wall.

"I KNEW IT! You're trying to get me outside without my armor!" She yelled at him as she threw her arms up and made her way to the kitchen. "News flash Nihlus, have you seen the way I look? Everyone is going to stare and point in my direction as if I'm some sort of freak." She clenched her fists as she leaned on the counter looking up to see her reflection on the fridge. She then heard him walk to her and stop at the kitchen entrance.

"Since when did you start caring about what others thought about you?" Nihlus said as he finally entered the kitchen and leaned his back on the counter looking over to look at her. "Last I checked I remember you saying you were going to burn whoever looked at you the wrong way." Saying it with a slight chuckle in his tone.

Looking up at him, she saw the smile on his face and couldn't help but shake her head and push herself off the counter. She turned to look at him with a serious face, "Well even if I could I can't because you're going to be there to ruin the fun."

Seeing that she was more inclined to staying in, he came up with an idea that would for sure get her outside. He said "Well, if you still want to go and not let others see you, I do have an alternative to you not having your armor. That's if you're still interested." With that, he made his way out the kitchen. "If so, follow me."

Cyar'ika looked at him with even more distrust than she did before, she wasn't sure if she would follow but she wanted to see what he had in mind. So, she walked toward him staying one step behind him with the feeling that she was going to regret this decision.

Executor Pallin was sitting in his office reading over reports and sending out emails when he heard the door to his office slide open. He didn't bother to look up since he already knew who it was, but then heard an unfamiliar second pair of footsteps behind the first.

"Evening Specter, how can I hel-" He cut himself off when he looked up to see Nihlus standing in front of his desk as well as another who seemed to be covered head to toe with what seemed to be some sort of human winter suit, clearing his throat he continued. "help you?"