A/N: A M!Shepard/Jack fill. One of my favorite pairings. Warning for crude language (it is Jack after all).
Disclaimer: Mass Effect belongs to Bioware/EA and so on and so forth.
Salvation
The shot went straight through his armor and turned his stomach into a bloody ruin. Shepard stumbled, letting out a strangled yell of pain, but kept firing. The marauder dropped and he bared his teeth in triumph. Shoot or die and he'd be damned if he let these fuckers kill him.
She'd piss on your grave if they did, marine, and you'd deserve it.
The husks started to press in and he began using his shotgun as a battering ram, crushing the skulls of the ones that got too close. His stomach was pouring blood, painting the ground under his feet, the medi-gel in his armor long gone.
A husk grabbed his arm and Shepard swung, the gun connecting with its neck, but the hit was weak. It clung on, moaning, and its claws reached for his throat. Staring into what had once been a face, Shepard knew it was over.
"I'll tear you apart!"
A blue explosion bloomed in front of his eyes and the husk burst, spraying him with black ooze. Blinking, Shepard turned and couldn't help the laugh that erupted, only to gag as husk bits got into his mouth.
"Fuck, Shepard," she said, shouting as she launched a few into the air, "if I'd known you were pussy enough to get killed by a bunch of husks, I never would have fucked you!"
He grinned widely, showing every one of his blood-stained teeth. "I love you too, Jack!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Her cheeks were rosy and she looked away to hide it, a snarl on her lips. "Now starting killing the fuckers before I decide I don't need to put up with your stupid shit!"
He primed his shotgun, still grinning. "Yes, ma'am!"