A/N: Only 36 days left to the start of the O levels... *tears hair* Updates will probably be on a weekly basis now, if possible, and will be on temporary hiatus from 22 Oct to 8 Nov, because I'll be having my Os during that period of time. For the first time in my life, I'm gonna be a full-fledged no-life drone whose only purpose in life is to study nonstop for the next 30-plus days. I hope I live to regret this, but watch out for my obituary anyway.

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-June 2182, Citadel, C-Sec Headquarters, Homicide Department-

Garrus

The day had started out relatively well. The murder case Garrus and Chellick have been investigating for weeks had finally come to a closure. With the perpetrator now safely behind bars, there was one less perverted individual roaming the alleys, and one more testament to Garrus' crime-solving abilities added to his resume.

The new pair of human detectives, on the other hand, didn't have that much of a good day. Catherine Olsen and Jack Napier have been chasing a suspect at Zakera Ward - that was until the suspect showed a high level of proficiency at parkour. As the six-feet-four Briton tried to continue to give chase, the detective had unfortunately tripped and fell into a pile of garbage.

"You stink, you know that?"

"Oh shut up, Olsen."

Garrus Vakarian chuckled. "She's right, Napier. You should go home and take a bath."

"Or we'll all die of air contamination!" Chellick added in, and laughed even louder.

Napier glared at his colleagues and didn't say anything, but he eventually gave in and stood up from his chair. "Fine, but I'm not forgetting this, you three." he said.

As the human male prepared to leave, all of their Omni-tools lit up, signalling an alert.

"Looks like you have to take a rain check for that bath." Chellick announced. "We've got an urgent case."

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Napier

Great. Just great. Today is such an awesome day.

It wasn't just the stench that was irritating Napier, but the fact that he screwed up in front of Catherine was too hard to swallow. Not that the curious and disapproving looks on the faces of anyone and everyone he walked past were helping.

"Gosh, you smell worse than the body!" their Medical Examiner, Siobhan Alexander, exclaimed as the four C-Sec detectives approached her. "What happened?"

"Boy Wonder here tried to chase a perp, but fell into a pile of trash instead." Catherine gleefully answered.

"Shut up, will you?"

"Okay..." Garrus intervened, clearly foreseeing the ugly scene that would happen if the conversation was allowed to continue. "Let's move on. Doc, what happened to this fellow?"

"He was found lying in this alley by a couple. Judging by the extent of rigor mortis, I'd say he's been dead for about twelve hours."

"How'd he die?" Chellick asked.

"I can't say for sure. I have to bring the body back to the lab to confirm anything else."

"Okay." Garrus said. "Doc, do your thing. Chellick, you, Olsen and I are going to do some investigating."

"But what about me?" the Briton asked in indignity.

"You," the Turian replied. "go back home and shower."

"But-"

"Now!"