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Chapter 7
That was the last thing that she had expected to happen.
Once the doctor had finished her examination, Anne desperately threw back on what little she had worn and dived back under the sheets of the bed.
She felt like her entire body was on fire and not from the sickness. It was from pure embarrassment.
She could deal with Pallin having seen her naked when she hadn't been conscious to see it but now...
Anne curled up under the covers. She didn't want to remember the look on his face as he saw her body. It was worse than she imagined.
The sight of her naked had obviously disgusted him.
She closed her eyes tight and prayed for the images to leave her mind.
T'Alera stared down curiously at the human. Anne had closed her eyes tightly and curled under the sheets.
Obviously not feeling to good she decided.
She flicked through the various items in her bag. She found the auto-injector she wanted. After setting the amount of drug she needed, the asari gently shook Anne by the shoulder.
"This will make you feel a lot better. Have you had any food today yet?"
The human sat up in the bed. "No. I always forget. Bad habit."
"Hmm. That we will need to change. Well, stay here. I can make you something. Can't give you this without you having some food in you as it will suppress your appetite for a few hours. You rest there for a moment. I shouldn't be too long."
T'Alera frowned as she stepped out of the room. She had expected Pallin to be somewhere in the living space but he clearly wasn't.
"Executor?" she shouted out to no reply.
She went to his bedroom door. There was some faint noises from inside.
She smiled. He was such a good man. Clearly embarrassed over what he had walked into.
She timidly knocked.
"Y-yes?" he stuttered back, his voice slightly out of sorts.
"It's T'Alera. I was wondering if it was all right that I cooked something for Anne in your kitchen. She needs some sustenance."
"That is perfectly fine, Doctor. Do what you need to."
She stepped away.
Not a couple of paces from the door, she turned back and said, "There is no need to be embarrassed at the human's nakedness. I don't think any less of you and neither does she. You can come out."
"I am not embarrassed but thank you for your concern. Forgive me for being a little rude but I have some important documents that need to be sorted in here. I will be with you shortly."
T'Alera let out a sigh and shrugged before heading back to the kitchen.
Pallin grimaced as he lied to the doctor, his hard cock still in his frantically pumping hand while he did his damnedest to keep his voice calm.
He had never been so grateful that no other species so far encountered could pick up on the subtle fluxes in turian voices.
He let out a harsh breath as his cock spasmed but still refused to climax.
Spirits, he needed the release otherwise this day was going to end in disaster.
His memory was no help, refusing to go back to previous encounters that had been very enjoyable - instead it always drifted back to Anne.
He didn't trust his imagination on this either so quickly used his omnitool to look up vids or anything else that would help at this stage.
He just couldn't let himself think of the human. Anything but the human.
As his desperation increased, he stumbled across something that sent shivers through his body.
Pallin finally let go of his inhibitions for one moment and pressed play.
The volume was on low but he could clearly hear the panting gasps, slapping of plates and flesh, and the moans of encouragement.
He stared intently at the couple on the screen; a turian male pistoning into a human female hard from behind – the turian's taloned hand gripping the human's hair and yanking her back towards him in an arch.
Just a few seconds of watching the frantically coupling pair on his omnitool and finally he found release.
Pallin bit down on a deep guttural moan as it tried to escape his throat. His hand slowed down to a stop as his breathing reverted to slowly to normal.
"Spirits... I am sick! What the hell is wrong with me?!" he mused in the hazy aftermath.
After a quick tidy up, Pallin finally emerged from his room looking as though nothing had happened.
T'Alera was carrying in a small meal for Anne. He quickly joined her and listened vaguely to her chit-chat.
The human was sitting up with the covers dragged up as far as possible on her.
She accepted the food gratefully.
While she ate, T'Alera chattered at Pallin happily but his attention was focused on Anne.
She didn't look at him, barely even spared a glance his way.
"I am sorry, Anne," he blurted out, interrupting the doctor to her shock and surprising Anne who looked up at him with wide blue eyes.
"What - what are you sorry for?" she asked meekly.
"I did not mean to walk in on you in such a compromising position like that. Forgive me. I should have thought more before just... barging in. I shall ensure that I never compromise your privacy like that again."
She gave a weak smile. "That's okay. This is your place. You don't need to say sorry." Anne returned to pick at her food.
Pallin's mandibles whirled unhappily.
For the first time since he had met her, the smile she gave to just him didn't reach her eyes.
Something had happened that deeply troubled her.
It must be that they knew she wasn't completely who she said she was.
He let out a sharp breath.
They would sort this all out.
He felt a tug on his arm and turned to look down at the doctor.
She motioned him to follow her outside.
"Yes, Doctor?" he asked quietly once they were in the living room.
"Is... is there something going on that I should know about?"
"I have no idea what you mean."
The asari frowned at him. "Do you like Anne?"
"She is a very thoughtful and – mostly - honest human. A rarity I believe. I do not wish to see her harmed."
"That's not what I meant."
Pallin stared down at T'Alera. "What did you mean then? I can assure you that I have no idea of what you are getting at."
The glum look on the asari's face suddenly disappeared and she gave Pallin a dazzling smile.
"Sorry! I just thought... crazy thoughts really! Don't mind it."
Pallin frowned as the doctor swallowed nervously and said, "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course, Doctor."
"My name is T'Alera. You can just call me that if you like."
"If that is what you wish. Is that what you wanted to ask me?"
"No! No no no!" she giggled. "I was wondering if you were planning on going to the Councillors dinner."
"It is a requirement of my position that I attend such functions but they do tend to be... well, bland."
T'Alera beamed. "I know the feeling! I got my invite yesterday. Maybe..." she touched his arm timidly. "...maybe I'll see you there. Just nice to know that someone else will attend it that I know."
The doctor stepped back into the room with Anne, leaving Pallin slowly registering what was going on.
He rubbed his fringe carefully before shaking his head.
"Well... shit..." he muttered.