Title: A Day in the Life
Summary: Just as the title says. A collection of one-shots that describe a day in the life of the Normandy crew. Taking Requests!
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Renegade
She watched as Garrus stormed onto the Normandy, his anger palpable in the air; Sidonis would live for another day. This wasn't like Garrus, with all the anger and revenge. He used to be a thinker, using his brain not his heart. Logical, not emotional.
But that was before she died.
She had been glad to see him on Omega; if she hadn't been with Miranda and Jacob, she would've hugged him. He was still the same Garrus, though, if not a little grown up. They joked and laughed, even picked up their weekly game of chess once again.
However, he kept talking about how Sidonis betrayed him. He was starting to sound like her.
She didn't know what to do. She felt completely helpless watching her friend drown in a pit of despair and hate. He had always been the light to her darkness, keeping her in check when she got too angry.
She went to Miranda. While she was one of the last people she wanted to go to, she had a way of stabbing you with the truth - in a psychological twisted-words kind of way.
"So tell me, what do you want? What are you fighting for? A change to give Garrus some peace?"
It hadn't answered her questions, not right away. Even as they fought to get Harkin, the words were running through her brain. When she stood in front of Sidonis, with Garrus and his sniper rifle at her back, she finally understood them. Killing Sidonis would only take his soul further into darkness. He would never find peace that way.
She sighed and took one last look at Garrus' angry form before following him. 'How can I bring him peace, when I unknowingly helped push him over the edge?'