A Miranda/Garrus Chapter.

Miranda hesitated as she stared at the completely document detailing the events on Pragia, her finger hovering over the send button. The report was to the standard that Cerberus reports were meant to be, objective in its nature as it described the horrors that she had witnessed. Rooms where the tiles of the floor were stained with the dried blood of human children long since dead. An arena where the Cerberus scientists forced the children biotics to fight to the death for their own sick enjoyment. Living quarters that weren't even fight for the most aggressive of varren.

"Hey, Lawson, I need to requisition something." Said a gravelly voice, making her jump in surprise. She hadn't even heard the door to her office opening. To cover up being caught by surprise, she crossed her hands and quickly looked towards the Turian who had entered her room.

"Yes, what is it?" Miranda asked, closing the document on her computer and opening the requisition form. However, Garrus had noticed the slight change in her demeanor, the eyes of the sniper catching the change before she made it.

"Did I catch you at a bad time?" Garrus asked, nodding towards her. Miranda maintained her demeanor, shaking her head.

"No. And I hardly see what it would be any of your business." Miranda responded, her eyes narrowing. Garrus's mandibles twitched with slight annoyance at this, but he didn't stop. He stepped into the room, taking care to sit in the chair that hadn't been damaged by Miranda and Jack's earlier fight.

"Well, seeing as we're a team and going to be forced to fight our impending dooms together, indulge me." Garrus stated, looking at Miranda with patience. Miranda bit the inside of her cheek as she stared at Garrus, unsure whether to be annoyed at this insistence or grateful. "Alright, I'll just take a guess then. I'm guessing that after Pragia, you're starting to second guess your employer? Wondering if maybe they were the same people who you went to when you were in trouble or they were just hiding behind a mask?"

"The facility of Pragia was a rogue facility. They don't represent Cerberus." Miranda responded in defense of her organization.

"Or so they say." Garrus shrugged, making sure to touch the point of doubt in her mind.

"Cerberus isn't as evil as everyone says. We're interested in the advancement of humanity, nothing more or nothing less." Miranda informed. "Torturing children and creating psychotic criminals isn't in the best interests of humanity nor is it in Cerberus's." A slight hint of doubt occurred in Miranda's mind. Was she trying to convince Garrus or was she trying to convince herself of what she was saying?

"You know I served in C-Sec right?" Garrus asked, seemingly at random. "I arrested all sorts of folk. A krogan who got drunk and was sure that the cure for the genophage was omni-gel. A Hanar prostitute who wouldn't leave an ambassador alone. But you want to know the most common criminals I arrested?" He leaned forward and looked Miranda in the eyes with a stare that caused her to pause. "It was a person trying to doing the right thing for the wrong people. It sounds like a noble goal to advance humanity, but is it right to do it for the people who want to take over the galaxy?" With that, Garrus stood up and walked back towards the door, opening the door to leave. "By the way, we need forward battery capacitors. The ones we have aren't going to be able to keep up with the Thanix cannons energy outputs for much longer."

"Of course, I'll order them right away." Miranda told him, nodding in agreement. It wasn't until the door closed that Miranda thought on the Turian's words. She believed in Cerberus's ideals, the idea that humanity needed a Special Tasks Group or Commando, but after seeing the transgressions on Pragia, was Cerberus really the group for that. Maybe Pragia had gone rogue, maybe it had performed its heinous experiments without the Illusive Man's knowledge, but what did it say about Cerberus if they were willing to hire an entire facility of people who would do that to children? She sighed and hit the send button on her report, hoping that the organization she had believed in for so long wasn't the monster that everyone made it out to be.

I kind of realized that Bioware (and admittedly myself) kind of had Miranda turn of Cerberus in a roundabout way. So this is just kind of showing that Miranda had doubts before just suddenly realizing.