AN: Mass Effect and its Characters are property of BioWare, I just try and make you laugh. Original Characters are of my own creation.
Another "great" weak. Turmoil abounds in married life, but hey, at least my workout/diet is STILL paying off. Anger and frustration is excellent workout fuel, as I only push myself that much harder after an argument to forget. The result is another 4 pounds melted since last Friday. The only consequence though is it distracts me from writing, so for that I apologize. I hope to get into a more regular schedule after the 15th. Today is the anniversary of my father's passing, so at least I get that respite from any unpleasantness from the spouse. Thank you everyone for your reviews / pms /fav's and follows etc.
Listening to Halestorm Familiar Taste of Poison as I write this chapter.
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"Ughh...Godddess, the fuck happened?" Vasir groaned into her pillow as she lay face down on her bunk, stomach churning and head pounding as a result of her prior intoxication. The uncharacteristically bright morning sun shone through the open shudders of her room aboard the Tevura, Uncharacteristic, as normally during this time of year the sky is overcast more often than not. The bright light further aggravated the Asari's already throbbing headache. Her head felt as if caught in a vice. It seems even mother nature has decided to join in on the cruel torture of the Asari spectre.
"You my dear Spectre seem to not have quite the ability to hold your liquor as our young charge. Shea did warn Aria us that the cognac was rather potent, but I guess she did not think much of it." Asana replied, standing in the doorway, unseen by the incapacitated spectre.
"Please, lower your voice." Vasir whispered. "Is Aria hung-over too or just me?"
"Aria is a bit uneasy, but she has a rather high tolerance level for such indulgences, given her occupation."
"Right" Vasir rolled her eyes as she pushed herself to a seated position, glancing out of the window, finally enjoying the view of the surrounding landscape.
The Asari was unaware that she had been for several days. As the lovers enjoyed their indulgent escapades in the Emerald City, the day to day routine continued aboard the Tevura. In their efforts to keep the untrustworthy Spectre from looking to closely into the affairs of the Nelson-T'Loak family while on Earth, Aria and Asana had taken it upon themselves to drug Vasir, using a potent sedative developed by the Asari military for use during invasive surgery. As used, it caused Vasir to sleep for over 36 hours.
"Breakfast was served an hour ago in the main residence, however there is food remaining in the mess hall if you are hungry. Shea has left a concoction for the crew to combat hangovers that seems rather effective. That is in the refrigerator." Asana spoke before leaving the spectre to her thoughts.
Wiping the sleep from her eyes, the spectre rose to grab her bag before heading to the crew showers right outside her door. Finding the Spectre an annoyance, Asana had given her a cabin on the main crew deck and not the officer deck were Asana, Aria and the family resided while aboard. The remaining crew eyed the spectre as warily as Asana had, as they were protective of their young leader. Shea may be in charge, but Asana as well as the rest of the crew made it their duty to look after the young woman. With that in mind, they were watching Vasir closely.
Vasir herself had questioned the reasoning behind the Broker's the young woman. While Shea was certainly unique in being one of few humans to have left her home world and enter Asari space, Tela saw no threat to galactic safety by leaving the woman alone. In fact, from an investigative standpoint, she thought following Shea to earth to be a waste of time. But she would make the most of it. As a Spectre, the Asari had little down time, so she would certainly enjoy making a vacation out of this. She didn't anticipate such an unusual reaction to human liquor, so she would make it a point to avoid that in the future.
Stepping into the showers, Vasir shed her armor, placing it in a locker before entering a stall. She had to commend the human. She certainly made some upgrades to the accommodations for her crew, as a full stream of water, not sonic cleansers, greeted her weary body. Within the stall were several dispensers with a variety of cleansers, body washes and lotions. Tela suspected that this was largely due to the Tevura having been transfer from full military to scientific use. Whatever the reason, the crew were certainly blessed by the goddess to have such generous accommodations.
After her shower, Vasir dressed in a casual jumpsuit, as certainly her armor would not be needed while on Earth. As Vasir exited the bathroom, her armor in hand, a crew member approached her, taking her armor to the cleaning station for her convenience before directing the spectre to the mess hall.
The Asari was greeted by an unusual smell, but one that was delicious none the less.
"What is this food?" Vasir asked as she took a tray from the counter.
"Shea calls it bacon and eggs with buttermilk biscuits. She made it quite often while Lenea was pregnant with the twins. As we are on Earth, she purchased a large supply of all necessary ingredients. Her cousin Caleb did the honors cooking for us this morning." Dr. T'Lanin answered, who sat across from Vasir at the table as she enjoyed her own breakfast.
Vasir looked to the young human man who sat on a lounge chair across the large room, resting after another tedious night waiting for Sarah's prognosis to improve. As soon as the shuttle returned to the Tevura, the doctor and her team went to work in attempts to save the woman. After fifteen hours of surgery, while Sarah was not out of danger, her condition had improved. Brain activity had improved, and she was breathing on her own, however she remained unconscious. Time and patience would be needed as well as the fine doctor's care before Sarah's condition improved.
Aria had been the first to greet the shuttle as they returned. Shea quickly noticed and smiled inwardly how much Caleb resembled his younger cousin. At 6'3 and about 215, Caleb was as solidly built as any member of his family. He shared the same green eyes and dark blonde hair of his cousin. The young man also had facial hair, a goatee he had said it was, which Aria thought rather odd. However combined with his hairstyle, the 'goatee' did give the man a rugged appearance. What worried Aria was the deep set concern on such a young face. Caleb, while polite, had been rather withdrawn since arriving, and considering the circumstances, Aria could not blame the young man.
Aria had taken it upon herself to ask the man as many questions about the young child as possible before relieving the man of his sun for the first evening. Although not experienced with infant males of any species, in her centuries of experience, had cared for many children at different times, and was quite capable of providing Caleb with rest he so desperately needed. Little Jake was with his new cousin in the cabin, as she sat with her nieces watching their reaction to the baby.
The crew had brought the spare bassinet and swing from the storage locker on the ship for the child. As he slept soundly in his swing, two infant Asari looked inquisitively at the baby. "He is your cousin girls. His name is Jacob." Aria smiled. To Aria's surprise, the young human had proved to be rather popular. The little boy now had several Asari fighting to care for him. Just as the young twins, Dana and Mina, could consider the crew as an extended family, it became obvious that so could Caleb and his newborn.
Aria relaxed as her nieces played quietly, smiling as she saw them occasionally look at each other then at Jacob, smiling as if having a private conversation between one another. Later that morning, Aria and the doctor were to return to Seattle to pick the couple up, discreetly of course.
Several hours later, back in Seattle, Shea awoke to a comforting warmth resting on her side. Breathing deeply, inhaling the intoxicating aroma of her beloved Lenea, Shea wrapped her arms around the Asari who lay across her. Lenea stirred a feeling lips on her crest, smiling into the bosom she was currently using as a rather comfortable pillow. Feeling Lenea squeeze her back as she Asari woke, Shea smiled before speaking in her horse morning voice "Morning"
"Good morning" Lenea looked up, sapphire meeting emerald as she gazed longingly at her newly redheaded bondmate.
"How'd you sleep?" Shea said, half yawning as she was still shaking off her sleepiness. In truth they hadn't slept much. After their trist in the chair, the couple returned to the comfort of the bedroom, where they had spent the remainder of the evening enjoying the privacy of the apartment as they reaffirmed their love, over and over again.
"Wonderfully. You?"
"Never better. But of course, I always sleep well when you're in my bed." Shea smirked, hand sliding down to firmly grasp a handful of Lenea's backside.
Lenea provocatively licked her lips as she propped herself up on her elbows, to better see the beauty beneath her. "We do need to get back to the ship today Shea, as much as I would like to, we cannot spend the entire time pleasuring each other."
"Yea? Says who?" Shea smiled before capturing Lenea's lips in a searing kiss, only to be interrupted by a clearing through at the door to their room.
Both turned abruptly to see Aria, standing in the doorway, watching the couple, who lay naked beneath the comforter. Surveying the room, clothes thrown everywhere, Shea's "toys" in plain view on the night stand, the scent of sex permeating the room, Aria could not help the flush of arousal she felt, but remained stoic even as she smiled smugly at the couple. "Say Aria. Get your asses up. Time to go."
"Thanks mom. Anything else?" Shea quipped. The human attempted to keep a straight face even as Lenea fondled her sex unseen beneath the covers.
Turning to leave the room, not wanting to see what she knew was going on between bondmates, Aria called over her shoulder "Get dressed. I'll be in the kitchen. And hurry up."
AN: Short chapter, I apologize for that, but I figured leaving it here would properly build for the next chapter, which I hope to have up soon. As always thank you everyone for the excellent feedback, please continue. More to follow soon and to those that celebrate the holiday, Happy Easter. BC