This popped into my head earlier. Ties in with my newest story. However, this is based in ME3.

Prompt: Didn't see that one coming

Disclaimer: If I owned Mass Effect, the effect would be massive.


"Come on, Annie, hold on, hold on. Shit, shit, Annie, Annabelle? Shit, shit, shit! Help me, please! Someone! Oh, God, Annie, hold on, please hold on ..."

Shepard heard the cries before the husks. Running full pelt towards the source, team flying behind and taking out those blue bastards, she came to a screeching halt, landing ever so gracefully on her knees with a small grunt.

"Alenko, medi-gel, now!"

Her former lieutenant nodded, crouching down beside a crumpled form they could only assume was Annabelle. Another girl, the one they heard, sat beside her, weeping.

"What's your name?" Shepard asked gently. These situations always made her uncomfortable. She patted the girl's back as softly as she could.

"Je-Jennifer, ma'am. My-my sister, Annie ... you have to help her!"

Shepard couldn't help the niggling thought at the back of her mind, the leaden feeling in her stomach.

"We're doing all we can."

"No, no, no, you don't understand. Annie has to be alive. She has to."

"She's stabilizing," Alenko's small reassurance did nothing for the girl's frayed nerves.

"She needs to meet her sister. We need to meet our sister. They said she would be here."

Sharing a frown with Alenko, Shepard put an arm around Jennifer. "Who's your sister, Jennifer?"

The girl looked up into Shepard's visor with a dead straight stare Shepard could be proud of. "Constatine Shepard."

Alenko paused, looking up at Shepard.

Moments ticked by, and Shepard pulled away from the girl.

Finally finding the function to form words after a few solid minutes of waving her hands around, all she could manage was a: "Oh my, God. Jenny?"

The only thing stopping Shepard from tackling her sister, was Annie's sudden convulsions.