I sighed as I stared at Lizabelle, who was asleep on the bed in between Jeff and I.

Jeff rolled over, facing me as he snored softly.

My heart swelled as I looked at them. Liza had the startling blue eyes that ran in my side of the family, as well as my lips, but she had her father's nose. From which side the red hair came from was difficult to tell.

Her clenched fist jerked as her eyebrows met together in a scowl.

We'd gone to a fair with the rest of my family, ,giving is the time to spend not only with each other, but with our daughter as well.

I rolled over onto my back, staring at the ceiling, studying the white plaster.

Rose had opted to stay with our parents to give Jeff and I some time alone, which I was grateful for, seeing as Since I'd had to move into the crews quarters, we hadn't had much of on board the Normandy.

My thoughts drifted from one thought to another.

I lifted my arm, and studied it as I willed it to glow blue with my biotics.

I racked my mind, trying to come up with some sort of conclusion as to why I had suddenly gained the ability to control dark matter.

Try as I might, no explanations came to mind.

Dropping my arm with a soft thump as it landed beside me on the bed, I rubbed my forehead with my other hand, as it began to throb.

I needed to talk to the voice. I had so many questions that needed answered.

'And certain demands I want to make.' I thought to myself, turning my head to look at Jeff, who was now spread out on his side of the bed, laying on his stomach, and his right arm and leg hanging off the edge.

I winced as the throb intensified into a constant pounding.

Sitting up, and still holding my forehead, I swung my legs of the bed, and made to stand up, intending to take some painkillers for the hammering in my head.

My legs wobbled, and I swayed, dropping to one knee, as my vision flickered.

"Oh, Fuck you." I said, in a barely audible whisper, as I realized what was happening.

The floor rushed towards me as everything went black.

oOo

When I opened my eyes again, I was, as I expected, no longer in my bedroom, but lying in a bed of grass.

I rolled over, and stared into the clear blue sky.

I rolled over onto my knees, and stood, still looking into the sky.

"You rang?" The voice asked, with a hint of humor.

I glared up at the empty void above me.

"Really? You couldn't have given me more warning?" I asked flatly, my eyes narrowed.

"You wanted to talk, so, talk." He stated, just as flatly as i had, as if I had insulted him.

"First off, what the hell?" I asked, lifting my arms, as my body thrummed with energy. "The only way one can become a Biotic is to be exposed to eezo in the womb. And as far as I know, my mom hadn't been within ten miles of the stuff before, during, or after she was pregnant with me."

He sighed, and I got the impression that he was rolling his eyes.

"Think about it. Who is the one person in your family, besides Joker, that could've possibly have been exposed to eezo in the womb?"

I stopped as I thought, possibilities running through my head.

I shook my head, coming up with no answers.

"What does anyone other then my mother being exposed ha…"

I stopped as a realization struck me.

"Lizabelle… Liza is a Biotic!"

"Bingo!" The voice said. "And if she didn't have anyone to train her to control them when her powers developed, it could be disastrous."

"Okay… I get that. But wouldn't it have been easier to have us return, or just make us stay?"

"You'll have to return regardless to get her implant, but on the subject of you staying? If you, or your children do not return to your own time, what do you think would happen to Shepard, hmm?"

I stopped, staring at the ground with clenched fists.

"There has to be a way!" I shouted looking back up at the sky. "I can't force Jeff to leave everything behind! And if I had to leave without him…" I finished, softer, trailing off.

"If he truly loved you like you believe, wouldn't he be willing to leave his life behind, to be with you? Or maybe that's why you haven't asked yet. Maybe you're scared that he'll say no."

"No! He loves me! He married me! We have a child! I can't ask him because it's unfair! I watch him fly, and it makes him happy. I see him talk, and drink and laugh with the crew, and he's happy. I won't… Can't, take that away from him. And I know that he'd drop it all in a heart beat if I asked him. That, is how I know he loves me. And that is how I know I love him."

There was an uncomfortable silence. Then,

"I think that we both have decisions to make." He said with a dismissing tone, punctuating the end with a sigh. "I do not know when I will be able to talk to you next, but I have a feeling it won't be until after London. I will… consider what you said, but I suggest you make a decision regardless."

I glared up at the sky, but the scowl was nowhere near as piercing as it was before.

I squinted as the light flashed, and I was blinded.

oOo

I woke up on my back, my vision blurry as I opened my eyes, blinking til I could see clearly.

I heard a deep sigh of relief from beside me.

Jeff knelt next to me, and sat back when he saw me wake up.

"When I woke up, I saw you on the floor, and I kinda panicked." He explained. "You weren't breathing, and I didn't know what to do. I really need to go to Chakwas to learn first aid."

I sat up, rubbing my forehead, getting rid of the remnants of the headache.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to worry you. I just wish that he'd given me a little more warning."

"I thought that's what was going on. What'd he say?"

"On the subject of me being a Biotic? Well, apparently, Liza will be a Biotic."

"But… Why… how… Why make you a Biotic?" He asked, looking more confused then when I had first told him about my abilities.

"She'll need someone to train her, when her powers surface."

His face went blank as he looked down at the floor.

"So, you really will have to leave." He said, in a barely audible whisper.

I blinked away the tears forming in the corners of my eyes, and leaned forward, wrapping my arms around his neck.

This would be the perfect opportunity to tell him. To get his answer. But my stomach twisted itself into knot.

"Jeff, I…" I sighed, leaning back. "I, no, we have a choice to make."

He scowled at me.

I explained what the Voice had told me both before and my last visit, and explained the choices that had been given to me.

I stared at the ground as I finished.

"Then, I'll just go with you." He said, complete confidence in his voice.

I clenched my eyes as tears started to build up, and then roll down my cheeks.

"Don't you understand what that'll mean?"I asked, keeping my head down. "No more flying, you won't be able to see your family or friends ever again, and what about your Vroliks Syndrome? You said yourself that without modern medicine, you wouldn't be alive."

"Hey." He said, lifting my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes, his own tears threatening to spill over. "The fact that you even asked the Voice about staying behind with me, proved that you be willing to do the same. And Come on. I'm not That fragile."

He laughed, lightening the mood.

I chuckle.

"I punched your arm, and you told me I fractured it."

"Okay, maybe, maybe, I exaggerated a little bit."

We laughed, and I relaxed into his embrace.

We sat like that for what felt like hours, relishing in eachothers company.

While we knew a choice needed to be made, we relaxed knowing we had time before we had to make the decision.