A/N: Well some big things going on, first off I recently found a story called "So you're in a self insert?" by Empeorie, I really wish I had found it about three months ago would've been helpful. But it is basically a guide and the do's and don'ts of writing a Mass Effect self insert, including tips from both Herr Wozzeck, AND iNf3ctioNZ, in short it would be stupid to ignore this. So some things are going to change most of them will be long term changes some will not.

First major change this was both a tip and something I wanted to do anyway, 'A Sense of Feeling will' become 'Resonance Effect' after this chapter.

Second semi-major change the concept of 'the machine affinity' is going to be replaced with 'Resonant/Resonance' I like the way it sounds better and I can tie it to the title.

I'm not going to do mid-chapter authors notes, I've only done a couple but that's going to be it.

Next I'm looking into getting a Beta reader if any of you would like to PM me and we can set it up, If no one has the prerequisites or whatever it's not crucial but I would like to get someone.

I beat ME3 freakin awesome talk more about it in the end note so spoilers beware.

This chapter took a while to write sorry about that but MME's ACT's and another stupid test, and then ME3 destroyed all my free time.

On a side note I know I'm doing SOMETHING right my review count can attest to that, here's to hoping for bigger and better, Cheers.

Well enough of me here's uh… the other me…

Chapter 11: Something crazy

I groggily open my eyes and slowly get out of bed. "I knew I was gunna feel that mission in the morning, ugh…"

I slowly gather some clean clothes and such and grab a nice hot shower, nothing quite so uniquely revitalizing as a simple shower. Afterwards I head over to the mess and grab a bite to eat. Then heading down to the cargo bay to begin the arduous process of fixing all the acid damage of every team members armor… joy. About three hours later I'm carefully fixing the last of the scorches and marks on my armor. "There almost good as new."

I put the armor away and turn back to see Wrex walking over to me… odd but whatever.

"Need something Wrex?" I ask casually.

"Maybe, I've watched your work in action a couple times now and I think you might be up for this."

"Uh thanks I guess, what is it you had in mind?"

"I'm not completely sure, I want something that I can use one handed in close combat that's powerful enough to get rid of something big."

I ponder for a moment. "Like what a shotgun?"

"That would be powerful enough but difficult to use one handed."

"Hmmmmm let me think on it, I might be able to come up with something."

He just grunts in response and walks away. I spend the next several hours thinking on Wrex's challenge and slowly disassembling and examining the Widow I picked up on the last mission. After about four hours of this I still have no idea. Not only can I not think of something for Wrex, I still have no clue how this monster of a sniper works. I've pulled the gun apart and scanned every piece half a dozen times, but I'm getting allot of unsolved equations due to its Geth engineering, and without knowing how it works I can't do much to reduce the recoil enough to not rip my arm off. I decide that angrily glaring at the weapon is getting me nowhere so I decide to have some lunch.

…

Lunch proves not to take my mind of things as I'm still going over scans and ideas as I eat.

"What's up Jon?"

"Hmm?" I look up from my sandwich to see Shepard sitting across from me eating as well.

"Well that gun I picked up is giving me trouble, these equations refuse to solve properly and as far as I can tell the Geth have determined a way to divide by zero."

"Do you think Tali could help you? She helped you with Geth tech before right?"

"Yeah but that was shield technology, something she's familiar with, this is all weapon specs she's a genius but I don't think she could help me here."

"Danm, I really wanted that thing gunning for our side."

"Oh I'm going to figure this thing out if it kills me."

"It almost did."

That makes me stop. "Yeah yeah it almost did… Well I better get back to it see you around Boss."

"Knight." He says nodding his head. "What am I Wrex now?"

I head back down and sit at my work bench. "Shit, what am I doing?" I start wearily rubbing my face with my hands. "I've got the weight of the galaxy on me at 19, I should be worried about finding a date for prom not how some blasted Geth cannon works… I wonder what my friends are doing back home? My family? Shit I don't even know what really happened to me. I wonder if I'm dead. Maybe in a coma?"

I let out a weary sigh.

"Hey kid what's got you down?"

"Hmm? Oh hey Chief, just… thinking about home."

"You got family somewhere?"

"No, not anymore." I reply sadly.

"I didn't know you were alone Jon."

"It's not really something I like to talk about."

She stops and thinks for a while. "There's always Vic right? You and him were pretty close, get a little contact from before all this happened."

Well not quite before for me but… maybe talking to Vic is a good idea.

"I think I'll do that, thanks Chief."

"Anytime kid."

I dial up Vic on my terminal. "Hello? Jon?"

"Yeah it's me."

"Well it's been a while since I heard from you."

"Yeah been a bit preoccupied, saving the galaxy and all that." I reply sarcastically.

"Uh huh I'm sure it was all you."

I shake my head. "Anyway it's good to see you again Vic, how are things?"

"Well boring really, just back to business as usual here, but what's up with you? You wouldn't call if you didn't have something interesting to tell me."

"Well yeah I got a few things I could tell ya about… you ever seen an M-98 Widow before?"

"That big goddam Geth rifle? Yeah I met a gun nut who had one once."

I turn the holo so that he can see my workbench. "Well this one almost took my head off, so I blew up the Geth who shot it and took it, now I need to figure out how the danm thing works."

"If I recall correctly those things have enough recoil to take yer arm off."

"Yeah that's the problem but I can't reduce the recoil without knowing how it works, No dampeners, no venting, nothing I need to know how it works first."

"Why? You yungins' think to high tech why don't you use a non-evasive recoil dampener?"

… "You're right I hadn't thought of that, maybe a recoil spring…"

"See sometimes the old stuff works better."

"Yeah yeah, I got something else to run by you, ok?"

"Hmm? Yeah shoot."

"Well there's a Krogan on the crew here and he asked me to make him something powerful that he could use one handed in close combat, I can't think of anything practical."

"Well there's your problem, if he's a Krogan it doesn't need to be practical it just has to work, think you could make a short barreled sniper or something?"

…

"Jon?"

"Sniper no shotgun, not practical… YES. Thanks Vic I'll talk to you later."

"Wait what's your-"

I immediately get to work this is going to be crazy.

So it's about lunchtime the next day and I'm putting finishing touches on Wrex's project. I've done allot of thinking through all of this, most of it has been about Tali. Speaking of which I haven't seen her much since the mission. That's kind of odd she usually comes and talks to me while I'm working. I briefly ponder on this before I hear someone coming up behind me.

"Oh, hello Tali I was just thinking about you actually."

"Yeah? What about me?"

"Well I haven't seen you much since Noveria and, I thought that was a little strange."

"I guess I've been thinking allot lately."

"You too eh?"

"There's allot to think about lately, Saren, the Geth, the reapers, my pilgrimage… us."

"Yeah."

"I don't think we should uhm…" She starts nervously wringing her hands.

"You see I … er I do like ehm… you but-"

I put up my hand. "I get it Tali, now's not the time for a relationship."

"Yes, and I have to go back to the Floatilla afterwards…"

"I'll miss you, as a friend."

She leans next to me. "I think we might be more than friends, but I don't think we're partners."

"What's between love and friends?"

"Something crazy."

I chuckle. "Perfect."

"So what happens next?"

"I don't know let's just see what happens."

"Just go with it huh? Yeah ok I can do that."

We sit there in a comfortable if slightly awkward silence for a bit longer before something beeps.

"Oh my parts are done."

"I should get back to work too."

"Alright see you later Tali."

I let out a tired sigh. "Alone again alone again."

My Omni tool opens of it's own accord bringing up the music interface. "Well lets listen to something soft, maybe Piano Man, or something, I'm feeling down."

I finish Wrex's gun around an hour later, and walk off to find him.

20 minutes later me and Wrex are in the cargo bay with it open and ready for target practice.

"Ok Wrex this is what I came up with."

I heft up the heavy weapon, its just about a foot long with two barrels and a large pistol grip. I hand him the weapon and he looks it over.

"What is this?"

"A shotgun… sort of, there's a thermal clip in each barrel and it fires shotgun pellets. It can only fire once and it uses up both clips."

"I can fire this with one hand?"

"You should be fine, it would mess me up though, go ahead try it."

I show him how the break action works and he readies a target.

BOOM!

"HAHAHAHA" Wrex's guaffing fills the hangar.

"I LIKE THIS, this is what I wanted."

"Hard to go wrong with a double barrel sawed off." I reply a smirk on my face.

"Heh, yes this works, thanks, I think I'll come to you again if I need a gun, you think like a Krogan."

"Thanks… I think."

"I don't have to pay you for this or anything do I?"

"What? Naw you're on the crew, that thing might save me someday."

He grunts a goes back to firing at targets. I glance back at the partially disassembled Widow on the bench.

"Not quite… soon though." I stand by and watch for a little bit, then Garrus walks up.

"Spirits Jon do you make anything that's quite?"

"Where's the fun in that?" I ask sarcastically.

He chuckles. "Well sometimes you need stealth, do you even have a silencer?"

"No, they decrease power and range, I've been thinking about a way around that though, nothing yet but I'll tell you if I figure something out."

"What will you do if we have a stealth mission before then?"

"I'll get a normal silencer and aim for a headshot."

"Headshots are my thing."

"Oh? Good then you can take care of all the silenced sniping." I reply grinning.

"That's not what I meant."

"Oh so you think I can't get a headshot when I need to?"

"Is that a challenge?"

Game On…

20 minutes later, me and Garrus are in an intense sniper competition. Most of the crew has gathered and I think Joker was taking bets. Garrus is aiming faster than I am but neither of us has missed yet, but it's starting to get to real hard to hit the target.

"What round is this?" Shepard asks from behind somewhere.

"10, they're at 800 meters." Joker replies.

"And neither of them has missed?"

"Nope."

Shepard whistles.

DING

Round 11 both targets hit.

Target moved to 850 meters.

"What are the odds?"

"3-1 against Knight for up to a thousand yards."

"After a thousand?"

"6-1"

"Five hundred on Knight for a thousand yards."

"Lofty bet Commander."

"We'll see"

The only thing I can see is the target. Aim. Fire. Reload. I don't know how long it goes on for, it feels like an eternity. But I keep hitting targets. A brief pause between rounds gives me a second to think.

"Danm, my time here has really made me a marksman; I mean I'm up against Garrus for Christ sake!"

Another target. Aim… FIRE!

"He just nicked it!"

I watch as the target flickers and remains.

I curse under my breath when I see Garrus's target is gone.

Joker however lets out a whoop of joy.

"I WIN!"

"What range was that?" Shepard asks the target VI.

"One thousand and fifty yards."

"Ha! I still won my bet!"

After all the bets are sorted out Joker is slightly saddened having only won 300 credits, most people only bet for up to a thousand more bet on Garrus.

Me and Garrus shake hands.

"I may have won…" he says with an air of gloating. "But I'd have you at my back any day."

"And you may be a shit eating bastard, but danm if you aren't an accurate one." I reply jokingly.

That gets a few laughs from the crew as they dissipate. I head back over to my workbench and start cleaning my rifle. Tali walks over shortly.

"I bet on you, ya know."

"I'm sorry for your loss."

She chuckles. "I only bet 50 credits."

"Oh that's ok then." I reply sarcastically.

"Heh, did you really think you could beat him?"

"No, but I'll be dammed if I wasn't gunna try."

Another chuckle. "You're crazy Jon"

"Thank you."

She hangs around for a bit longer before leaving for engineering. I keep working for a while before heading up for something to eat.

When I get there, there are several people eating already. I grab some food and sit down with a few other members of the ground team.

"Your shooting match with Garrus was impressive." Liara says to me across the table.

"Thanks Liara, he's a danm good shot."

"A Thousand and fifty yards is no small feat of marksmanship Jon"

"Heh, yeah you're right but-"

"You know I don't get you two?" Ash interrupts loudly.

"What me and Liara?"

"No you and the Turian."

"Garrus"

"Yeah, why do you two put so much emphasis on accuracy?"

"I would assume it is because they wish to hit the target." Liara says matter of factly.

I bust out laughing. Ash just looks annoyed.

"There's no need to be that accurate though."

"How would you deal with a target that far away then?" Liara asks.

"Like a rampaging Krogan." I reply quickly.

Ash gives me a dirty look.

"What? It's true isn't it?"

Another glare.

"You know this is the same thing we fought over on Eden Prime." She replies.

"I thought that was about beating you in a skirmish?"

My next thought is abruptly cut off when she tackles me.

"Argghh, Liara help me!" I gasp.

She's just messing with me, and Liara looks utterly confused.

Shepard walks over.

"What are they doing?" Liara asks.

"They're just messing around, good for blowing off steam."

"I'll never understand humans."

"Trying to understand Ash or Knight would be impossible for any species." Garrus jokes from down the table.

I finally manage to push her off me and get back on my feet. She just slugs me in the shoulder and heads back to the cargo bay chuckling.

I look around noticing Liara and Shepard are gone.

"Where did Liara and Shepard go?"

"I think they said something about talking in private or something." Kaidan replies.

"Go for the blue one eh Boss?" I think to myself; now that I think about it they are together pretty often, guess I've been distracted.

"Don't see them allot down in the hold do you?" Kaidan asks.

"Nah, pretty much just if they need something."

"What do you think our next step should be?"

"What? About Saren?"

"Yeah, we don't have any more leads."

I think for a second. "The next mission is Virmire, danm is it that time already? How am I going to tell Shepard? I need to tell him, I won't just let someone die!"

My thoughts are interrupted by Joker calling Shepard up to the comm room.

"What do you think that's about?" Kaidan asks.

"Our next step." I reply.

I leave Kaidan sitting there.

"I gotta go, talk to you later."

"Yeah ok."

-Shepard POV—

I walk out of the comm room and almost don't notice Knight leaning against the bulkhead.

"Need something Knight?"

"Uh yeah can I uh talk to you in private, it's important."

"Can it wait for a minute I just got some big news from-"

"The council, about Saren."

"Uh yeah how did you know?"

He looks around nervously. "In private, it's important."

"Yeah… ok come on, is the comm room private enough?"

"Can you lock the door?"

"Yeah"

"That's fine then."

I walk back into the comm room and lock the door. Knight sits down in one of the chairs and takes a deep breath.

"Whats the craziest thing you've ever heard?" He asks.

"What?"

"The craziest thing you can think of what is it?"

"What is he getting at? He said it was important, I know he wouldn't waste my time."

"I don't know probably the reapers."

He lets out a hollow laugh. "That's pretty good, hard to beat that normally."

"You pride yourself on not being normal right?"

"Heh, normal is boring."

"So what's this about?"

"It's about some crazy shit that I don't fully understand, shit that I don't think can be understood."

…

"I'm not from here."

"What? Of course not you're from… you never told me where you're from."

"That's because it doesn't exists."

"What do you mean doesn't exist?"

"You found me on Eden Prime two months after I first arrived here."

"What do you mean by here?"

"The year 2183 in this galaxy."

"Are you trying to tell me you're from another galaxy?"

"Not sure maybe another universe, but where I came from it was 2011 and all this-"He makes a wide gesture to everything.

"This was all a video game."

-Knight POV—

He looks a bit shocked from that, he leans back against the wall.

"I'm having a hard time believing that."

"That call you just got was from the council, it was about a garbled STG transmission that they got over an emergency channel originating from Virmire, they called you because the team was investigating Saren."

"You aren't spying on communications are you?"

"No sir."

"Have you told anyone else about this?"

"Tali"

He keys his Omni tool. "Joker could you tell Tali to come up to the comm room?"

A few minutes later there's a knock on the door, Shepard unlocks it and Tali walks in, he locks the door again as Tali walks over to us.

"He told you about this?"

"About where he's from?"

He nods.

"Yes, he knew things about me and the Quarians that no one outside the migrant fleet could have known."

He gives her a serious look.

"I trust him Shepard and he was right about Noveria."

"You knew what was on Noveria?"

"I know everything that has to do with you for the next two and a half years."

"Why tell me this now?"

"Kaidan and Ash are in danger during the next mission, one of them is supposed to die, but I won't just sit around and watch it happen, and honestly would you have believed me if I had told you sooner?"

"Maybe not, but how did you get here?"

"Your guess is good as mine, I was in my room one second then I woke up on a shuttle for Eden Prime."

"Any idea why?"

"Not really, when I first got here some kind of VI or something popped up on my Omni tool, and told me I was 'resonant' and that I was moved here to do something related to the reapers."

"Resonant?"

I just shrug.

"Knowing the future must be a terrible burden."

I look up to him. "Having to watch what I say every second, having to constantly lie to friends, knowing what's going to happen but having almost no ability to change it, knowing I don't really belong here."

"Maybe you're not from this universe, but I'll be danmed before you say you don't belong here."

I start a bit and look up to him.

"You have fought and bled fighting for the same thing we are, you have helped people on this ship selflessly, and you've told me about you're past. You belong here Knight, fighting with us, I don't pretend to know how you got here, but I'm glad you are."

"He's right you know." Tali says quietly from beside me.

I glance to her then back to Shepard. "Thanks commander." I can feel my eyes tear up a bit and quickly rub my eyes. "I think I needed that."

"So what happens on Virmire that's so important?"

For the next half an hour or so I explain what happens on Virmire and we try and think of a way around it. Nothing foolproof presents itself though.

"I'll think more about this you need to get back to work."

"Yeah, ok Commander."

I get up and begin walking towards the exit, but stop and turn to him.

"About what happens after Virmire-"

"I don't want to know. How far ahead will you be able to accurately predict the future?"

"Accurately? Well most of the next game should still be mostly the same…"

"Keep it to basics, what enemies we should expect, obstacles that sort of thing, everything else is subject to change, so it's not actionable Intel and no longer the future."

"But Shepard-"

"That's an order, I will take responsibility for the consequences, dismissed."

…

"Yes, sir" I say slowly.

Later in bed I lay awake thinking. "Shepard's right, some things have already changed, how different is the Collector mission going to be?"

I sigh quietly "Heh, I just got persuaded by the Commander, had to have been a paragon interrupt in there somewhere."

-*SPOILERS BLEOW*-

A/N: Man that took a while to write, sorry about that life just gets in the way sometimes. Anyway ME3 was awesome some stuff happened that I didn't like but the ending was not what I feel most passionate about.

I was uber sad when Legion sacrificed himself to make his people individual (An action that is seemingly rendered pointless by the synthesis choice) and I've seen pictures of what Tali really looks like and am majorly disappointed, I mean she's just a purple person, so when thinking of Tali related to this fic? Fuck that. I will provide my own idea on what Quarians look like and it will not be like that.

The next chapter will include a Cameo appearance by rex3cutor for making a 3D model based off sketches of my M-12 Assault shotgun, there are links to that awesomeness in my profile. Should be a moderately short chapter and I will try my best to get it done by next week, but no promises, I cannot forsee any major obstacles but life's a bitch sometimes.

Commander Jane Shepard, Engineer,united all the races of the Galaxy, sacrificed herself to synthesize organinc and synthetic life, saving Garrus a seat at the bar.

ROCK ON! Jknight out-

P.S.- HEADCOLDS SUCK