Chapter 19
Amelia
April 11, 2191
Amelia emerged from her bath, refreshed and rejuvenated, and padded into the bedroom. Garrus was reading a datapad on the bed, leaning against the headboard and propped up by several pillows. He was engrossed in it, not reacting to her walking into the room.
She climbed up into the bed, slipping in under his arm and snuggling her body into his, resting her damp head on his shoulder, "Whatcha readin'?"
"A report on the economy. They're starting to make progress on the housing for the eezo core." Garrus answered.
Amelia pretended to fall asleep, loudly snoring, but she couldn't keep the charade up and laughed. "Boooooooorrrrring."
"Hey, you asked," He said with a shrug. "So, how was your bath?"
"It was fantastic. You should join me sometime."
"Hmmm," He hummed, the rumbling passing from his body to hers pleasantly, "I might do that." They sat in companionable silence for a moment before Garrus turned off the datapad and set it on the bedside table, "How was your birthday?"
It was perfect. Nice and relaxing, and I spent it with my favorite people in the galaxy. And I got fresh strawberries… You can't beat fresh strawberries…." She trailed off, walking her fingers up his cowl, an almost nervous air surrounding her action, "There's something I wanted to ask you."
"Shoot."
"Do you want more kids?" She squeezed her eyes shut, preparing for a denial.
"What got you thinking about this?" He asked. 'Well,' She thought, 'it wasn't a denial….'
"I dunno, I just turned thirty-eight, or thirty-six depending on how you count it. A human woman can only have kids until about forty… I don't know if the Cerberus mods change that at all and-" Garrus's finger over her lips paused her nervous monologue.
"I do."
"You do what?"
"I want more kids with you." He smiled, watching a singular tear of joy fall from her eye, using his thumb to wipe it away, "Just one question, though…. Are you adverse to sleep or something?" His tone made it clear that it was a rhetorical question.
Amelia laughed, "I slept when I was dead." Becoming more serious again, she smiled, "Thank you."
Silence prevailed for a few minutes. Amelia curled up against Garrus's side, enjoying the warmth coming off of his body. "What time do you leave tomorrow?" He asked.
"Early morning, traffic will be bad so we'll need to get an early start."
"I'll take you," Garrus offered.
"You sure? I'm fine taking a taxi."
"I insist, I want to see you all off."