AN: Wow it has been a while. Luckily things are going well just busy busy.
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Hannah rolled over in her hospital bed the IV finally removed from her arm but her heart rate monitor was still connected. She saw David and Garloc sleeping on the chairs. They had both stayed with her, discussing the next move the turians would make. Garloc had discussed inputting his VI into the ship's mainframe to notify them of the arrival of turian patrols in the system. She felt her nerves shiver at the realization that this war wasn't over. She sat up looking at the two. Turian and human sleeping next to each other. All though her and Garloc had done that for several days she was still happy to see they could get along. That there could be peace.
She climbed out of bed stretching her healed arm high above her head. She yawned looking at the two who were once enemies now companions with a common interest. She walked out of the room heading towards one of the restrooms.
She shifted her heart rate monitor on her chest, it was wireless but still noticeable. She passed by General Hacketts office his door open.
"CWO Shepard a word?" Hannah froze before nodding her head and marching into his office she stood at attention, before he waved his hand, "Sit down this isn't formal. How are you feeling?"
"I'm doing better," she said sitting down on the chair leaning back.
"Good to hear," he said turning his computer off, "I've talked to your friend Garloc, he is very different from any turians we've held hostage before."
"Might help that he isn't a hostage but a friend," she said smiling at him.
"Very true, all though we weren't very gentle when he first boarded," Hackett said before he folded his hands together and sighed, "Hannah, I'm afraid that war will soon be reaching earth. Garloc gave us full information on how the turians normally handle a war. These aliens were more than ready to wipe out an entire race. We could be the second race they wipe out."
She shifted in her seat sitting up straighter and her eyes widening. Garloc was not very optimistic the war was over, but he also wasn't set on the thought that his race would ever kill an entire race. Or was that only around her? She realized that one night him and Anderson were discussing how to better prepare each Alliance ship for battle. She also realized that everyone seemed to be more on edge lately then they had ever been before.
"This...what do you want me to do?" Hannah stood up looking at Hackett with determination.
"Hannah, we can't have you risk more of your life for this war. I'm going to send you on leave and have the next shuttle heading to earth take you home," Hackett looked at her, "I need you to escape with Jane and get to one of the moons of Jupiter. Understood?"
"Since this isn't formal," Hannah stood up, "I can not leave my fellow soldiers to get my daughter to safety. If I wanted her to hear a story about her parents I'd want it to be about how they fought to the very end to keep her from dying."
Hackett looked at Hannah as she stood defiant and nodded his head before turning his computer on again. He then waved her over to his side. When she stepped around the desk she could see an email was open. But that it was in a different language altogether.
"This is a turian message. I asked Garloc to come and translate it, he did so, it's from his wife."
"His partner?"
"Yes," Hackett folded his hands together resting his elbows on the desk, "She has told him that the council of the known galactic races has condemned the act of this war. They have sent out a General of their own to collect his diplomat and come to earth to get our diplomats for a peace conference. The problem is she fears that her and the one who is their hostage may be in trouble."
Hannah nodded her head shifting from one foot to the other before she looked at his face seeing that he had more to tell her. She nodded her head letting him know that he could continue he sighed before he looked at her in the eye.
"The hostage is Derek."
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He rolled off the bed and under it after he heard the doors open from down stairs and the shouts of turians before furniture started being overturned. He looked at the tool on his wrist that would produce an omni-blade as Valaria called it. He shuffled under the bed further wondering if he should try to sneak out or hide and hope they don't find him. He shifted knowing as a trained N7 soldier he had to fight before he would allow himself to just die. He crawled out from under the bed before seeing the doors hologram shifting to unlock. He flicked his wrist the omni-blade coming to life he raised it high over his head.
The door swished open and he swung down before he moved his hand last second, barely missing cutting open Valaria who walked through the door a gun in her hands. She froze her breath held as the blade passed before she released her breath and lowered her gun and quickly locked his door.
"You almost had me kill you," Derek said before flicking his wrist to turn the omni-blade off.
"I'm glad you were prepared to fight. I had feared they came here first," she walked over to the bathroom feeling around for the vents unlock mechanism, "I hope you're not claustrophobic."
"I'm not why?" He didn't need more said before he watched her squeeze into the vent. He felt some fear when he noticed her struggle for a bit before she was able to move through.
"Grab the vent with your omni-tool," she said muffled, "It has a magnet and can guide it back in place so we can escape."
Derek swallowed before he flicked his wrist and looked for the icon she had shown him before of the magnet. The vent cover floated and he got into the vent. His flesh and muscle was much more pliable so he was able to fit better into the vent after Valaria. As soon as his feet were all the way in the vent cover clicked back into place. He wriggled his wrist turning the omni-tool off.
He followed Valaria a ways down before they heard shouts, he heard Valaria shout to fall, he started crawling before he heard the vent cover click off it's place. He found the edge of a drop but before he could fully squeeze himself down he heard shots. His legs and right foot burned but he finally fell through. He crashed hard onto a table. Two Volus stared at him as he groaned and got up. His legs hurt but luckily the bullets fired had sealed the wounds. His right foot was very sore but he was filled with adrenaline.
"We have to get out of here," she turned to him before seeing his wounds, "Crap can you move?"
"Yeah, the wounds are sealed I'll be fine," he said limping over to her, "What do we do now? And who is after us?"
"My race, Turians. We have to leave," she tossed what looked like a credit card onto the Volus's table, "Sorry about that. Go buy a new table."
They ran out the door. Derek ignored the sting of the wounds and his sore back as they moved down the hallway. They took two different elevators on different floors to keep their pursuers off their track. Valaria would check each time the elevator stopped being sure the area was safe before they would run. Derek followed her all the way to the Persidium his legs starting to burn at that point. Valaria looked back noticing he was slowing in his pace with her.
"I'll go contact C-Sec, wait here," she went to start running.
"Wait!" She stopped looking at Derek, "Isn't C-sec mostly run by the turians?"
"Crap," she walked over to him before wrapping one of his arms around her shoulders before she started moving him more quickly to the docking elevators. Once they were on an elevator he slumped against the wall before letting himself slide down to the floor. Some of the bullet wounds had opened up again and he was dripping blood on the floor.
"Do you think you'll be able to fight?" Valaria looked at him in shock and concern.
"Yeah," he smirked at her before standing up again putting weight onto his legs. His foot bleeding the most. He was glad he slept in his full clothes the shoe at least cushioned some of the pressure on his foot. The doors opened and they were greeted with guns aimed at them. Valaria acted quickly slamming her gun into the face of the first turian. Derek charged the second turian watching his mandibles pull back in shock and fear as he barrelled into him. The turian fell hitting his head hard on the floor and passing out.
He got off the turian before following Valaria as they ran to a ship that was docked. She quickly typed in the code to let them on. The docking doors opened and they got on.
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"Why do I understand turian?"
Garloc and Anderson looked at Hannah from their cards. They decided to play an old human card game, Old Maid. Anderson looked at Hannah before he turned to Garloc confused.
"I actually was wondering that as well," Garloc said before he placed two king of hearts down in the pile, "You had a translator. But I guess I assumed you had an Omni-tool put into your body so you were understanding me like I was understanding you."
"Omni-tool? What in the world is that?" Anderson asked before he placed down two three of spades down.
"It's well...would be better to show you," he placed his cards down before he flicked his wrist and an arm band hologram appeared. He stretched it out to Anderson and Hannah watching as they stared at the hologram. He clicked a couple of buttons before a screen popped up. The text scrolling by and the vids were of alien language.
"Whoa."
"Yeah, Garloc replied before flicking his wrist and turning the omni-tool off, "But I don't know why you understand me. Unless if you have some kind of weird implants I don't know."
Hannah, reached just behind her ear touching the now healed scar where a whole new ear drum was built to help her hear again. She remembered that day, it was the day she left the N7 program.
'She felt hot searing pain and the trickle of blood down her neck. David stood over her shouting something, but he was mute. No, she was deaf. The realization caused her to scream and cry. She rolled over to see Derek lying beside her his left side burned and his eyes, oh God.'
"There was an accident," she set her cards down showing the joker in her hand, "My eardrums were destroyed. Luckily the medical field had been able to make implants to repair eardrums. Could that be it?"
"My Omni-tool affects any technology. It must have made your implants able to understand all the known alien languages," Garloc placed his hand down, "I'm sorry about whatever happened to you in that accident. It sounds like it changed your life drastically."
"It did, I wasn't the only one to suffer," she looked over at Anderson as he put the cards away.
"You humans are so unusual," Garloc stood stretching his neck, "You're like krogans, but like turians, and still you are like more of the other alien races in the council. I have seen that more and more. I hope we can all be allies soon enough."
Hannah smiled at him before they were all startled by the main lights shutting off, and the alarm and emergency lights turning on.
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Derek watched as Valaria kept her gun on Saren. The doors had opened to him. Derek withdrew the omni-blade getting in a fighting stance. His clothes tugged at the wounds he had but he wasn't hurting anymore instead he was angry. Saren was smiling at the two of them before two other turians set their guns on them.
"Now, now Valaria," he walked closer to her letting the gun hit his plates, "You did a great job of bringing the hostage to us."
Derek hesitated, his face paeling. He looked at Valaria who refused to fire her gun or do anything to take Saren down. He then felt the worry of her handing him over to the turians, he sliced his blade into Sarens arm. He howled before being slammed into the doorway by Derek. A loud crunch was heard before he fell to the ground in a heap. Derek heard two shots fired, he looked at Valaria who had just shot down the other turians. She nodded her head at him before she headed up into the cockpit.
"Are you still my ally or an enemy?"
"I hesitated I know," she stopped at the doors to the cockpit before turning to face him, "But I don't want to have to kill many of my own. Luckily you incapacitated Saren. I'll take care of him after I get the pilot to fly us to Shanxi."
Derek let the matter drop as the cockpit doors opened and she walked to the pilot. He nodded his head to her before he started the take off procedures. She walked past him before checking on a pulse for Saren. She sighed before she gathered him onto her shoulder and walked to a closet. She tossed him in before she locked the closet.
"Sit down," she said pointing to the captain's chair. He didn't find a reason to say no, especially since the wounds still hurt. He decided it would be best to get out of most of his clothes for the cleaning. He wiggled his shoes off, hissing at the action. He stared at the blood soaked white sock before he worked slowly to pull it off. It burned as it pulled the wound. After working it slowly he got it off.
"Crap," he removed the other shoe to maintain balance before he slipped his pants off. His N7 issued boxers helping him to feel covered enough. He sat down and looked at Valaria who was staring at him. He sighed before waving his hand in front of her face, "You can stare later my wounds hurt alot."
"Ah, sorry," Valaria sat on the ground before pulling a container out. It held two different containers. One was a shot to inject blue fluid, the other was spread of the blue fluid. She dipped her finger into the blue fluid which turned out to be a gel. She began to massage the gel into his wounds and he sighed at the cooling feel of the gel and the soothing relief it gave to his wounds. She focused especially on his foot.
"So why did he claim you were giving me to the turians?"
She looked up at him massaging his calf and its wounds. She sighed before she closed the gel up and stored it away again. She grabbed a lift and placed his legs on it before she looked at him.
"Because that was what I said in order to get a ship here that we could use to escape," she said scratching her head plates, "I knew that my race wanted to make you disappear. It would be the best way to guarantee the whole race of humanity was dead."
"So your race is wanting to kill my kind?" Derek ignored the wounds standing and glaring at Valaria as she backed up from him her eyes widening more.
"I'm helping you, please!"
He huffed before he started pacing. His heart squeezed when he thought of his friends. Worse he thought of his love Hannah, would he be able to save her?
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AN: Short I know but this is all I can write for now. Forgive me if the next chapter doesn't come out till next year. Have an amazing December!