A/N: And the thing all Vega fangirls wished had happened here… As my dear friend Rin said, Vega gets some balls.

Be a Man Vega!

Shepard sighed as she headed toward the refugee camp. Thane dying was expected, but it was still very sad. She needed to get away from her thoughts, all of the friends she'd lost. Kaidan, Mordin, Thane. At least Ash had agreed to come back to the Normandy. She had to get her mind off of them, and she knew just where to go to do that. Wherever James was. He wasn't playing cards like usual, so Shepard found Zaeed, who she'd helped out earlier.

"Hey, Zaeed, have you seen a guy that is built like a grizzly bear, has tattoos, a couple of scars on his face and is really, really loud?" She asked.

"Might have. Heard about a guy about that description called Vega over in the Batarian camp a few over getting a tattoo."

"That'd be him. Thank you."

"No problem Shepard." She found James exactly where Zaeed had said he was.

"Hey Lola."

"Really, more tattoos James?"

"An N7. Since I can't officially join with the war going on, I figured I'd do this," he explained.

"Isn't that gonna hurt for a while?"

"It'll sting a little putting on my armor, but I'll be all right. Maybe you should get one too Lola."

"I have one." James' eyes widened.

"Really?"

"Yeah." Shepard unzipped her dress to the middle of her back revealing angel wings on her shoulders. James was bordering on drooling.

"Wow."

"Don't know how, but they survived me getting spaced and rebuilt," she said zipping her dress back up.

"Why angel wings?" Shepard sat down.

"My brother, he called me 'little angel'. He died when I was sixteen with my parents and most of the colony on Mindoir. I got them shortly after I enlisted." James nodded.

"Maybe you could get one of my names…somewhere below those angel wings…" Shepard stood, her arms crossed over her chest.

"You ever gonna make good on all this flirting James?"

"Uh… I…"

"That's what I thought," Shepard started to walk away. James heard Cortez's voice in his head again "Be a man Vega!"

"Hey, man, stop for a minute." Shepard stopped and turned. James stood his strong shoulders back. He slid his arm around Shepard's slim waist, and his other hand in her cropped red hair. His lips met hers, and Shepard was a little shocked. Her hands slid up his bare chest and around his neck. He pulled away.

"Not bad, James," Shepard said.

"I do what I can, Lola."

"I was wondering if you were ever gonna do it."

"I was too," he said. Shepard laughed. James sat down again, letting the Batarian continue, Shepard sitting on the floor next to him.

"Hey, when you're done with him, I want one."

"Lola?"

"Where do you want it James?" Shepard asked.

"I wasn't serious, Jill."

"I was." James smiled.

"All right. How 'bout the back of your neck?"

"Works for me." Shepard took James' hand, and smiled.

"I'm glad you came around." James smiled.

"Yeah. I am too." Shepard laughed.

"You know, it's really hard for me here with you not wearing a shirt."

"Like what you see Shepard?"

"You could say that." James smiled.

"Thought so."


A/N: That was fun. And James got some balls. Isn't it great to have him confidant and sexy instead of sputtering like an idiot? I mean, when Garrus does it, it's cute, but then we still get him with Shepard. Don't get me wrong on my love for James Vega, but the FemShep/Garrus relationship always makes me smile. That's why I can accept James Vega being left out. It sucks, but hey, we've got Garrus. And he's become a romantic son of a bitch since ME2. Reviews are always apperciated!