That imaginary life in his head that existed of a home: One where the missions consisted of mowing the grass in the front yard, of building model-ships in spare time, of drinking on the front porch next to Garrus as they reminisced back on the real good-old-days, and of making love to the young Quarian he'd fallen hard for; but first the Reapers needed to go. Destroy ending.
Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 3,780 - Reviews: 8 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 5 - Published: 6/29/2012 - Shepard, Tali'Zorah