Going right into this chapter from last. I'll give you faster updates if you do more reviews. Please! I asked nicely. Sorry if i screwed up the ceremony last chapter. My bro works at Ella's. Best pizza in Tampa.
I've decided that any and all turian food and drinks will be the english alphabet spelling of the Russian names of the human brands. For example, Muzhskoy is Men's Club. Sorry about the 500 words of fluff, convo between Garrus and his Father is important.
If you guys want to see a picture of Sarah's appearance, search up the Mass Effect Wavy Hair Bob Mod. It is not mine, I take no credit in created it, but that is how my Shepard looks.
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The day before was everything Sarah ever dreamed of since she was a little girl. It was perfect. She had a perfect location, a perfect ceremony, perfect guests, and most importantly, a perfect husband. She meant it when she said 'till death do us part'.
They were now on a flight back to Tampa, Florida to eat with Garrus's Sister and Father. They were headed to Ella's Americana Folkart Cafe. They landed a little under 40 minutes later.
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They walked down Nebraska Avenue, going into Ella's Cafe. They asked if Garrus's family had arrived yet, which they hadn't, so they requested a table for 4 upstairs, and at at the bar, waiting for Solana and Atillus. Garrus snorted.
"What?" Sarah asked him.
"This is exactly how I imagined the Bar up in the sky we always joked about."
Sarah chuckled. "We don't have to worry about that anymore, Garrus. I'm done."
Garrus was confused by that comment. "What does that mean?"
"I tendered my resignation on the flight over. I am no longer Commander Shepard. I am now Sarah Vakarian."
Garrus flushed with pure love for her. Shepard had become a household name both on Earth and on Palaven, and she had given it up for him. She took the name 'Vakarian'. She even gave up a promotion to Admiral, serving along side Hackett, as Anderson did.
He looked at her with a face that announced his pride at being wed to her. They kissed. The bartender walked up.
"Hi, welcome to Ella's, can I interest you in our Long Island Iced Tea?"
"Mmmm, I'll take one." Sarah hummed. Garrus was confused because she had, on many occasions, turned down tea when Traynor offered. Sarah understood his confusing, and smiling explained, "Long Island Iced Tea isn't tea. It's a lot of alcohol and some soda, a soldier's best friend," she finished, laughing. The drink came to Sarah, it was a yellowish color, due to the vodka, gin, tequila, and rum in it, as well as the Coca-Cola.
The bartender asked Garrus, "What can I get you, sir?"
"Do you have any Turian brandy?"
"We have Palaven's Best brand, Brendi, and Muzhskoy"
"I'll take a double of the Muzhskoy please." The bartender poured his drink.
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Solana and Atillus walked through the door, seeing them, Sarah signaled them to walk up stairs.
"Hey guys!" Sarah said, standing up to hug her new Sister-in-law and Father-in-law. Garrus also stood up, hugged his sister, and shook his father's hand. 'Hey Dad, Solana."
They sat down. After looking at their menus for few minutes a server walked up, "Hi, welcome to Ella's, do you know what you want, or should I give you a few minutes?"
"I'll take The Don pizza please." Sarah requested.
The server turned to Garrus and asked what he wanted to eat. Sarah eyed him with the commanding look, pursed lips and squinted eyes, he knew what she wanted, they could read each other's body languages perfectly. "Well, the wife wants me to try a pizza… do you have Dextro pizzas?" The server nodded an affirmative. "Ok, I'll get that then." Sarah smiled at him.
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45 minutes later, they were sitting and enjoying their meals, friendly conversation had continued around the table.
"So where are you two going on your honeymoon?" Solana asked.
"We…haven't exactly figured that one out yet…" Garrus admitted sheepishly. Sarah nodded to confirm what he was saying.
"You guys should come to Palaven, you guys can stay at the house. Right dad?" Solana said.
"Absolutely, it would be a pleasure to have my son and daughter-in-law stay at the house."
"Alright, I guess we'll do that then" Garrus said, not all to excited. Sarah knew she needed to work on his and his father's relationship, he seemed nice enough to him, maybe she'd bring it up later.
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The next day they were on the Normandy, en route to Palaven. Her and Garrus had gotten a room together, since she was no longer the captain, as had Atillus and Solana. Garrus had fallen asleep on the bed in their room so Sarah decided it was time to talk to Atillus. She found him in the port side lounge, sipping Turian Brandy.
"Hey Sarah" he said when she walked in.
"Hey. I wanted to talk to you about something, I love Garrus, as you know, and I care about him. I don't get why he is reluctant to talk to you, I want your relationship with him to get back to how it should be. What happened between the 2 of you that damaged your relationship?"
"Back when Garrus was 13 years old his mother died from a neurological disease, similar to Alzheimer's. His mother was everything to him, I hid the truth from him. She was a massive xenophobe, she was a soldier in the Relay 314 Incident. She tried to hide the fact that she was from him, at my request, so not to spread the xenophobia to him and Solana. She resented me for it, and without my knowledge, wrote a note to Garrus. He got it when she died. He was mad at me for keeping it from him, and since he had just started bootcamp by the time he read the note, the wound festered. The next time I spoke to my son is when he left the military, when he applied to the Spectres and I pulled some strings to deny him. I did it to protect him, you have to see that, you saw what happened the Saren."
"What does Saren have to do with Garrus?" Sarah questioned.
""Saren's family was a family I've had friends in since I was 5 years old. I knew him since he was born. He lost his mother in the Relay 314 Incident, he held a bitterness towards humans, his would festered, as Garrus's had, due to meeting with the worst of the worst as a Spectre, and look what happened to him. I couldn't bear to lose my son, so I stopped him from becoming Saren."
Sarah looked dumbfounded, she can't believe the reason Garrus was at odds with his father. "Atillus, I will make sure Garrus talks to you. You have been nothing but amazing to me since I met you, I will help."
"Thank you, Sarah, that means more than you know. Also thank you for keeping Garrus safe all through these years, even on Omega. I wanted to officially welcome you to the Vakarian clan."
Sarah left with a thought bugging her, How did he know about Omega?
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Garrus was awake when Sarah came back in. "Hey." She said, walking in and shutting the door.
"Hey, where were you?" Garrus asked.
"Talking with your Dad. Garrus, you need to reconnect with him. He cares about you, give him another chance, if he does anything you don't like I will personally enforce the restraining order." Sarah said, trying to tie in humor to make the conversation lighter.
Garrus sighed. "For you Sarah, I'd do anything. I'll talk to him when we are on Palaven." She beamed at him, she hoped she wouldn't have to persuade him, but she didn't.
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A day had passed since they first landed on Palaven. The ceremony was in a few minutes, to make Sarah an official Vakarian in the eyes of the Hierarchy. She was excited, but Garrus told her the Turian bonding ceremonies were all politics, no beautiful ceremonies like human weddings. She didn't care. I receive the Vakarian markings today, I've been waiting for this since the day he asked me to marry him.
Garrus came in the room, holding a funny looking blue pencil, it was crayon like in shape, but wasn't made of wax, it was made of something almost like chalk. "I'm going to trace the marking lines on your face so I don't mess up with the permanent paint later."
"It's permanent?"
"Well, just as permanent as most things. You'll have to replace it every 6 months or so."
As he was talking, she noticed something. He had fresh paint on this face. He painted over the area where the rocket scarred his face on Omega. It looked great, he looked just like he did the day she met him.
"So how'd the talk with your father go?"
"Good. We made up for what he kept from me. I don't know why I was mad at him anymore, it's my mother I should be angry at, she was the xenophobe, not him. Our relationship will take awhile, but we will get better. I'm glad my mother isn't around anymore, she'd probably try to kill you or something." Garrus finished by shrugging.
By the time Garrus traced the lines onto her face with the pencil crayon chalk thing, and she had a minute to admire the lines on her face, there was a knock on the door of the Vakarian Homestead, it was the Hierarchy official there to finalize the paperwork. Ugh, paperwork Sarah thought.
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The ceremony was almost complete, all Garrus had to do is sign the paper, and paint the markings onto Sarah's face. He signed the paper, looking at her with flared mandibles, what she knew was happiness. He picked up the brush sitting in the bowl of dark blue paint. The brush tickled Sarah but she steeled her nerves as not to laugh and screw up the lines. Once he was complete, she walked to the mirror. They looked amazing, they complemented her brownish red hair perfectly. She was ecstatic.
About an hour after the official left, there was another knock on the door. Garrus got up to answer it, and Sarah had a clear line of sight and was in earshot of the door. He opened it to see 2 Hierarchy High Guard Soldiers, the Primarch's personal guard. Uh-oh Garrus thought.
"General Vakarian?"
"That's me, what can I do for you?"
"Please come with us."
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Uh-oh. What's going on here. I don't know. Guess you'll have to wait. *Snickers Evilly*