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Epilogue

"There's been someting I've been meaning to ask you." Rekko said as he poured a glass of wine. He and Klenon were in Maleko's office, which rightfully became Klenon's as he was appointed the new administrator.

It was late at night, about eleven o' clock. Once they retrieved the information Maleko had, they began to distribute it to every omni-tool in the Enclave. It only took a few minutes before the gunfire ceased and everyone stopped fighting.

Once the news spread of the new administrator, a few were a little uneasy about letting a rebel leader take control. Especially one that had no experience leading a settlement as large as the Enclave.

However, Klenon was able to silence most of the doubts by showing both his willingness and his ability to lead the Enclave. The few that were left unsatisfied did not speak up and let his actions in the future be his proof.

"And what would that be?" Klenon said, from behind his desk, looking over various files and reports on Maleko's computer. Behind him, the room that held the glowing pillar was pitch-black.

"I noticed something you said back on the Reinava. Tara said you knew Arenia. But when we saw her, you said that you didn't know her." Rekko said.

"And to put the icing on the cake, you openly said that you were a marine." Rekko continued. Klenon looked away from the terminal and stared at Rekko.

"You would be right. I wasn't a quarian on pilgrimage." Klenon said.

"I think I deserve the whole story." Rekko said as he sat down on the chair in front of Klenon's desk and propped his feet up on it.

"I am marine, we know that. I was assigned to find Arenia and get some data from her, and bring her back safely. The data was very important to the Admiralty so I was told that under no circumstances should I tell anyone what I was doing." Klenon said.

"Uh-huh. That's why you were being so secretive." Rekko said, taking a sip from his glass.

"Yeah. Doesn't matter anymore, I'm not part of the Migrant Fleet anymore, but I will be helping them just as Maleko did." Klenon said.

"Aren't you worried that someone's going to come look for you?" Rekko asked.

"No, the Admiralty doesn't usually send someone to find a marine that's M.I.A. Besides, we're out in the middle of nowhere. They'll never find us." Klenon said.

"Atleast we won't have to worry about anyone shooting us for awhile." Rekko said, taking one giant gulp of the rest of the wine. He dropped the glass on the desk and straightened his shirt.

"I need to get back home. Rena is waiting for me." Rekko said.

"Thanks for the wine, by the way." he said, moving towards the door.

"Hell, I can't celebrate, too much work. Might aswell let you." Klenon said, still looking over the files in Maleko's computer.

"Well could you go out for a beer later?" Rekko asked.

"I'll see what I can do." Klenon said. Rekko just closed the door and left the building.

Klenon had looked over everything Maleko had on his computer. Most of it had to do with mining and potential residents for the Enclave.

"Lea?" Klenon suddenly said. The green ball materialized from nowhere and floated towards Klenon.

"How may I assist you?" Lea asked.

"What exactly do I have to do when I start running things around here?" Klenon asked.

"Tomorrow you'll have to look over scouting reports and decide when it is appropriate to cool down the heat sinks." Lea said.

"That's it?"

"Not at all, but it is the most important. For now, you need to rest, administrator. It takes a lot of energy for this job." Lea said. And with that, it disappeared. Klenon opened the file of potential residents and looked over the names. Most of them had abandoned the fleet, but one name caught his eye

Golo'Mekk vas Nedas nar Tasi

[Ship of Service: Usela]

[Exile]

[Offense: Selling of pure quarians to the collectors]

[Status as a resident: Approved]

Klenon frowned at Maleko's attempt to grab another quarian willing to sell his own people. Of course, he had heard of Golo. When he commited his atrocity, it became a hot topic to talk about in the Migrant Fleet.

The last he heard of Golo, they dropped him off at Omega. He hadn't been heard from since. Klenon quickly typed in a few commands and entered it into the data.

[Status as a resident: Denied]

"That bosh'tet can rot in Omega for all I care." Klenon whispered harshly. He looked at the holo-clock next to his computer and saw what time it was. He quietly groaned and shut off his computer. He stood up from his chair and walked through a door that was to his right.

Walking through it, he was in the living room. The admin building was both the administrator's work place and home. The room had the same red carpet and a pair of sofas facing each other in the middle of the room with a coffe table between them. Klenon passed by them and walked to his right.

He opened the glass doors and stepped onto a balcony with a view of the outside. He rested his hands on the stone rails and watched the two silver moons hanging in the sky.

The city was a mess. Many of them had been utterly destroyed by the fightning. Around the buildings were tents that were being used for shelter for quarians who were left homeless and injured. In the morning they were going to begin repairs to the city.

He contemplated on everything Maleko had said before he died. Was his excuse true? Was there really a threat from some unknown force? Something that destroyed an entire race fifty-thousand years ago seemed too far-fetched.

It was probably nothing to worry about, atleast not right now. For now, he had to rebulid the Enclave and get it running again.

Klenon felt a hand wrap around his arm. He look over and saw Arenia resting her head on his shoulder.

"Hey, drema." Klenon said, leaning his head against hers.

"Are you feeling okay? What did the medic say?" she asked. After the fight, Klenon had been checked out by a doctor. He had several fractured ribs and two broken ones. He also had a dislocated shoulder blade and several bruises. Thanks to modern medical science, however, most of the wounds would heal quickly. At most, it would take a week for a fulll recovery.

"Nothing too bad." Klenon said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and gently pressed her against the balcony.

Arenia placed her hands on his shoulders and stared into his eyes. She pulled him towards her and pressed her body against his.

"There's something I've been meaning to show you." she said.

"And what would that be?" Klenon asked in a husky voice, running his hand up and down her side. Arenia bit her lower lip and gently pushed Klenon away.

She grabbed his hand and led him back inside. She opened a door and pulled him inside. They were in a bedroom with a desk and a large bed on the far wall.

"Nice place." Klenon said as he looked over the room.

"There's also something else." Arenia said, pressing button near the door. The room began to hiss as it decontaminated itself.

"You said when we were able to have some peace and a clean room." she said nervously, walking up to him.

"I did." Klenon said, catching on to what she wanted. She stopped a few inches from him and put her hand on his chest.

"Now would be a better time than ever." she said, reaching up to his visor. Klenon didn't respond. He merely reached up to her visor and placed his hands on her helmet's seals.

"Ready whenever you are." Klenon said. They both took off each other's visors and saw each other's faces for the first time. Klenon admired her youthful look and her delicate features. She was more beautiful than he imagined.

Before he could say anything, Arenia wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her lips against his. Her lips were warm and soft, gently sucking on his. Klenon wrapped his arms around her and softly rubbed her back, basking in kiss.

Their kissing grew in passion as Arenia buried herself deeper into the pleasurable feeling. Her eyes shot open in surprise as she felt something move inside her mouth. It began to explore every inch of her mouth before gently massaging her tongue.

She let out a quiet moan before she pushed Klenon towards the bed. He fell backwards and chuckled slightly as Arenia crawled on top of him. They shared another kiss as Klenon ran his fingertips down her spine, shivers coursing throughout her body.

Arenia broke the kiss and straddled Klenon, pulling him up to her and continuing their kiss. Klenon placed his hand on her bottom as he began to release her suit's seals with his other.

Within minutes, the air was filled with intense moaning and heavy breathing

...

Klenon stared up at the ceiling with a sleeping Arenia on his chest. Their love-making had ended a little over an hour ago.

Klenon was rubbing Arenia's bare back while his mind rewinded everything that happened in a blissful memory. In his mind he admitted it, right now was the happiest he had ever been. Every worry he had had been washed away. All thanks to the woman sleeping on his chest.

He looked down and saw that she was still peacefully sleeping. He gave her a peck on the top of her head, making her sigh happily.

"Arenia." he said quietly. She looked up and gave a small smile.

"Yes, dremo?" she said sweetly. Klenon placed a hand on her cheek and softly said

"I love you."

Arenia's eyes widen as the words echoed in her mind. He did it. He was fianlly able to open up. Her smile grew wider and she gave him a long kiss.

"I love you too." she said, breaking the kiss.

Klenon closed his eyes and sighed when he opened them, he saw that Arenia was staring deeply into his.

This was it. The final stage of the heart meld. Once they passed through this, they would be recognized as one sould and heart. They would be a couple in the eye's of the quarian people.

Klenon placed his hands on her waist and didn't break the stare. They stayed that way for a few minutes before Arenia gave him another kiss.

"I love you so much." Arenia said, nuzzling under his chin.

"I do too. Now get some rest, drema. you and I both need it." Klenon said.

"Can't you just stay in bed with me?" Arenia said.

"I'd love to, but I don't think it'd be a great first impression for the Enclave." Klenon said.

"Screw them." Arenia said playfully.

"Okay, but only the women." Klenon replied. Arenia slapped his chest, making Klenon laugh.

"Only kidding." he assured. "But really, I don't think I could take the day off." Klenon said.

"Yes you can. You're the administrator. You got plenty of time to make a good impression."

Klenon hugged her tightly and gave her another kiss.

"Whatever you want, drema"

Arenia rested her head on his chest again and quickly fell asleep. Klenon gave a sigh before his eyes slowly closed and he fell asleep, letting his dreams take him.

An abandoned dreadnought almost devoid of life...

A very special thanks goes out to all of you who have reviewed and favorited this story. You guys made Never Simple what it is.

I'm really glad that I finished this, yet you guys should know this is only the beginning. I have a lot more writing to do before I'm done and I want you guys to experience every part of it.

Keep an eye out for the next Paragon story which I've named Paragon II: The Promise. And guess what, it's going to have our favorite engineer as a main character.

Again, special thanks goes out to all of those who have supported me and kept me going. You guys are going to keep the series running until the very end.

Ferret out.

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