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Chapter 7

Doctors from the ship surrounded the gurney Allira was on and I stood in the elevator with my back leaned up against the wall, looking down at Allira. Ramirez was on the other side of the elevator with Karge, looking at me through his visor; I could tell he was worried. She was unconscious and bleeding out, the doctor couldn't take out the shrapnel on the ship because she would bleed out long before the Medi-Gel would take effect. The elevator door opened and the doctors rushed out of the elevator.

"Get her to the OR!" a Salarian doctor said running toward the gurney. I stood in the elevator watching the doctors rush Allira through the doors, when they closed I stepped out. I immediately went over to a seat that had a view of the Presidium and sat down.

"I'm sorry, Dex" Pida said. I didn't say a word.

"I'll be in the Spectre Offices looking up info on our next client if you need me" Ramirez said.

"I'll be in Purgatory, catching up with some buddies" Karge added. I said nothing. About thirty minutes passed and the door leading into the patient rooms opened. I expected to see the Salarian doctor walk out with good news. Instead I saw a Drell, skin green as tree leaves, walk out and look over to where I sat. He walked over to me and sat in the chair next to me.

"You are troubled" he spoke. I looked over to him and back into the Presidium.

"Yeah you could say that" I said.

"I saw the Asari go in there a few minutes ago; she had a chunk of sharp rock in her side"

I remembered the large fragment of sharp Tuchanka rock.

"Yep"

"You seen to care deeply about her," I opened my mouth to speak but he stopped me. "I can tell"

"I don't want to see another young soul die in this war" I remembered Vevian, having his life ahead of him, then the Reapers attacked and got himself killed.

"I don't either, that is why you should care about her as you would for family and friends"

"So what are you in here for" I said trying to change the subject.

"I have a Terminal illness" he said.

"I'm sorry"

"Do not worry, it can be diverted with rigorous exercise and a healthy diet"

"Do you have a family?" I asked

"Yes, a son"

"It's good to see that people have families to look after in all of this"

"Do you?"

"I have a sister, and my father. They made it to a smaller colony and are planning to stay there for a while"

"That is good" I talked with this Drell for a while and discussed our views on the war and war stories we had heard or experienced. I learned he had been on a suicide mission to destroy a Reaper controlled species called "The Collectors"

"Yeah and I fought off an entire legion of Krogan by myself" I said sarcastically. I saw the doctor walk out of the door Allira went in at and got up. "It was a pleasure talking to you" I said extending my hand. He shook it and I walked over to the doctor.

"How is she?" I asked.

"We removed the shrapnel and are pumping out the excess blood from her abdomen, she will live but she needs time to rest" he said.

"Thanks doc, when can I see her?"

"In a few days, there is still risk of infection" with that I nodded, walked over to the elevator, and pressed the button for the Embassies.


"What's the damage?" I asked walking in on Ramirez.

"Yeah what's the damage?" Pida asked.

"Well so far all I could pull up is a few articles that span a long distance and touch on different planets in the Milky Way, but still not a lot"

"So we have a Drell that no one knows about but still helps people?"

"He's actually taken out high value targets C-Sec officers have looked for a long time. Drug lords, mercenaries accused of murder, and even rival assassins"

"Interesting… I'm sensing a pattern here, but we're still in the dark"

"Maybe there's something on the immigrant's list"

"Maybe..."

"Here we are! A Drell was in a small colony where a sighting occurred"

"That's our lead, where is Phantom?"

"Dammit that's the problem" Then I heard a pistol unholster behind me but saw nothing when I spun around. Than a hooded Drell figure uncloaked and I had the barrel of Carnifex pointed at my face.

"Who are you? What do you want?" he said fiercely.

"We've been looking for you… We need your help on an important matter" I said calmly. I took a step forward and he tensed up. Ramirez walked forward to confront the figure in the hood but was thrown with an over-the-shoulder flip.

"Look, put the gun down, please?" I said. He lowered the gun and spoke again.

"You didn't answer my question, who are you?"

"I'm Staff Sergeant Dexus, I'm a Spectre and I need you help"

"What is it?"

"We need your help with a strike force we are putting together; we're going after Cerberus in Omega"

"Cerberus? A worthy foe… I'm not sure, what's in it for me?"

"Weapons, state of the art equipment, maybe better opinions from C-Sec?"

"I'm in"

"Glad to hear it" Ramirez cracked his neck and massaged his shoulder

"How did you know we were looking for you?" he asked.

"I have my ways…" My Omni-Tool blinked and it sprung to life.

"Shit, Karge has gotten himself into trouble" I said.

"Ah, the Krogan mercenary" the Drell asked.

"Let me guess, you know him?"

"No, I was actually on my way here to kill him"

"Splendid" Ramirez mumbled.

"Are you still going to kill him now that we're a team?" I asked.

"I want to, but now we're a team that's out of the question" He said.

"Right...Lets just go get Karge"


I walked through the doors of Purgatory with Ramirez and our new addition and saw tables flipped and a Krogan stumbling around. He was muttering something about someone breaking out the Ale.

"Drunk fat ass" Ramirez said.

Karge fell to the floor and grumbled.

"Look what you got yourself into" I said jokingly.

"Screw you..." he said sluggishly.

"You hit the alcohol to much?"

"Ha! I completely fine" he said as he tried to get up but his arms gave way and he collapsed on the floor again.

"Help me get him up" I said to Ramirez and Phantom.

"But I want to stay" he said in a slurred voice. His plea sounded like a child refusing to leave a playground.

"Sorry buddy we got work to do" We picked him up and escorted him to the elevator.

"You look like shit, Karge" Ramirez teased.

"Fuck you"


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