Hi it's Littleswiss again. Thank you for all of your views and reviews. Oh I know that the limit is still up but I cannot stop myself from writing so here chapter 6. I think the one I take the OC from will recognize himself/herself.

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Littleswiss.

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"Okay great. So you will be here by 30 minutes. See you later." I hung up the call from my omni-tool. Nice, the babysitter will be here in a short time and while she will take care of baby-shepard, even if she is not a baby anymore and I still call her that because that's her nickname, while I'm out "working".

"It was Tata?" Shepard asks me with some happiness in her voice and also some trace of sadness?

"Yeah it was her. She will be taking care of you while I'm out. Why do you sound sad baby-shepard?" I ask her. Why does she sound sad? She has everything she needs.

"You're a lot out of the house and sometimes for days. I like Tata but I want you Dada in the house." Oh so that's why she is sad. What do I say to that? It's not that I don't want to be with her, on the contrary, but we need the money to live. Even if I could negotiate the price of the flat *cough threatened with a shotgun cough*, all the groceries, clothes and other furniture, reinforced furniture cost quite a lot.

"I know that Jane, but we need money to live and that's why I'm out a lot; to bring money to the house. I'm sorry but I cannot do anything else. Do you understand?" Really, it pains me to not be able to be with her. Damn it and those innocent eyes don't help.

"Y-yeah." She responds. Please just stop with the sad puppy look. I kneel to be eye level with her, even if she still needs to look up to see my eyes.

"Come here and give you old Dada a big hug." Directly after I say that, she jumps on me and hugs me like it's the last thing she can do. I hug her back.

"I love you Dada."

"I love you too Jane." After I say that, I heard someone cough behind me. On instinct I get up turn around so fast all I see is a blur and grab the person by the throat and block him against the wall while shoving baby-shepard behind my back protectively. I was so absorbed by the hug moment that I didn't hear the door open.

"Is that how you greet a friend?" Ask the person. It is only after I can control my body again that I realize that the person I'm actually shoving against the wall is the babysitter. I hate people when they sneak up on me. These people tend to die painfully.

"Don't ever do that again if you want to still have your head, Diana." I release her and she falls on her knee. After some seconds she rises at her full height.

Diana Black, a "retired" bounty-hunter. She is a bit taller that most women, she is 6 feet tall, brown hair in a small ponytail and brown eyes. What drawn the eyes is not the butt or the chest, but her right arm and the right side of her face. Her arm is robotic and her face is burned. She's not like two-face but she still has nasty scars. She was not a bounty-hunter for nothing, even if she is "retired"; she's still muscular like a martial artist. She has strong features for a woman but they are still feminine. She's currently wearing a camouflage green hoodie with short handle (a hoodie for woman) with black pants.

"Dada you hurt Tata!" Jane yells at me. Well sorry for protecting you from a possible danger. The victim of my protectiveness rubs her neck and winces a little.

"Damn you don't go easy." She says while she's still rubbing her neck.

"Sorry, habits. Say you're a little early don't you think?" If I had eyebrows I would have raised one.

"Oh that. I came earlier because I know you are a "busy" krogan and didn't want to leave little miss alone." She responds crossing her arms, bored. Oh that character, that's one of the reasons I took her as baby-shepard's babysitter.

I remember how I met her, three years ago.

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Three years ago

Ahhh, it has missed me the thrill of my "job". Three months of nothing but taking care of baby-shepard. Yeah it's great of spending some father-daughter time but I'm a krogan for god's sake. I need action. It's a chance that I found some volunteer to babysit Jane while I'm out. I'm interrupt of my musing by the moaning of the poor bastard that my future dead employer engage me to kill. Yeah he got a pretty bounty on his head. I will only kill him after he gives me the money of course. I'm again cut from my thoughts by moaning of pain.

"Just shut up" I tell him before releasing a shotgun blast in the chest. Well now is the time to receive my "salary". I grab the body by the foot and start to walk towards the exit of the room. I think I forgot something. Oh yeah no evidences. Well there's a lot of flammable stuff so just a little incineration and voilà. Done. No more proof. Now I can finally go.

After 10 minutes of walking with a dead body, I finally arrive at the warehouse of my employer. The man was a parody of a mafia boss. Strong Italian accent, a cigar in the mouth and he is comfortably sitting in a spinning chair. What's missing is him petting a cat. Right now, I'm more concerned about receiving my money.

"You asked, it's done." I simply say to him and at the same time I throw the body at his feet. Seeing it, he smiles and takes the cigar in his hand. Yeah, yeah you're happy I get it. The money please.

"Good, good. Don't worry about the money." After saying that, he snaps his fingers and the goon on his right step closer to me and opens his omni-tool. I heard a ping and look down at mine to see that the right amount of money was transferred. Nice. Now it's time to part b.

"Before I go I just wanted to say…" Before I can even move to grab my shotgun his head explodes in a loud bang. What?! Hey! He was mine to kill. During the time I look up the broken widow to see who takes my kill, I hear two more bangs and two bodies hitting the floor. I don't really see the person clearly but I make out the shape of a viper on the roof of the building in front of the warehouse. I know where you are now. I start running towards the broken window and jump, destroying what's left. The fall is not long by the fact I jumped from the first floor. I absorbed most of the shock with my right knee. I can't roll. Have you ever seen a krogan rolls?

I start running towards the building with the intention of destroying the front door. The door is really old so I think there will be no problem. I look up and of course the sniper is not there anymore. I know what I'm going to do: Running straight through the walls to arrive at the other side. The building is still in bricks, old bricks. I don't think that he/she will be expecting that. Like I planned, I just go through everything that is on my way. With a roar I destroy the last wall.

After the cloud of dust clears, it reveals miss mystery sniper. She's looking at me with shock. She definitely didn't expect that. Apparently she has balls, proverbially of course, because only after 1 second, she takes her handgun and start shooting at me. Nice try but it will take more than that to take me down. I charge at her while raising my shotgun and fire one shot in response. She continues to fire and to my surprise she, at the last second, rolls out of my way. I stop abruptly in my track and turns around raising my shotgun with my left hand until I face her. I have my shotgun pointing at her and she has her heavy pistol pointing at my face.

"Not bad" I tell her. She raises an eyebrow at that. I think she didn't expect me to talk and say that.

"You're not bad either." She responds. Finally, someone who stands their ground. Now that she's close, I can see what she looks like and I'm genuinely surprised. The right side of her face is burned and the arm she's holding the gun is a robotic arm. She has seen a lot of shit I can see it in her eyes. They are like dead inside. It's strange to see that look in a woman who, I suppose, is in her early thirty. I think she's doing the same, she is looking into mine.

Oh what do I see in the corner of my eye, is that a goon of the dead mafia boss? Not on my watch and not now. I point my shotgun at him and fire, he falls dead. I hear a second shot and I hear a body fall. Apparently there was another one behind me and he could have sneak on me if it was not for the smoking pistol of the lady. Well thank you but I got something to take care of with you. I again point my shotgun at her and she does the same with her gun.

"Thanks for that." I tell her pointing with my other hand behind me.

"No problem. However can I know you decided to attack me?" She responds with an Irish accent.

"You took my kill. Simple as that." She raises an eyebrow at that

"I was supposed to kill the boss and take his bounty. But you kill him, so the bounty is yours. I will let it slides, only this time because you are the first person I have met that didn't flinch seeing me and stood their ground against me." I'm saying that while I slowly lower my weapon. After I range my shotgun she does the same with her pistol. I turn around and start walking

When I'm out of the alley I hear her says:

"Diana Black"

"Garen" I respond.

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After that one time, I met her on multiple occasions. Some times by chance, others as a "colleague". And little by little I started to like her as a friend, even if I would never admit that. At the end, she trusted me to have her back and I trusted her to have mine.

When I thought I could trust her with my biggest secret, I told her about baby-shepard.

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Okay so how I'm going to aboard the subject. Maybe…

"I'm retiring." Diana tells me bluntly. I strangle with my ryncole after hearing that.

"What?" I croaked between coughs. She's looking at me from the crate she's currently sitting on.

"I said that I'm retiring. I quit of being a bounty-hunter." Oh god that look. Those empty eyes, they are too familiar.

"I'm just tired of being a hired gun, killing people for money. If I keep going I think I'm going to do something I might regret…" She doesn't need to finish her sentence for me to understand. I need to do something. She kind of grew on me. I think I maybe have the solution.

"You know that I trust you right?" I tell her. She looks at me surprise by me with that question.

"Yeah I know."

"I will show you my biggest secret. For nothing you will tell it to anyone. Because if you do, even if I consider you a friend, I will not hesitate to silence you." I tell her seriously. She nods at that. I get up and tell her to follow me.

Okay now we are in front of my flat. I start to move towards the door and before she can move, I tell her to stay where she is. When I'm in front of the door, I open it and say:

"You can go, you're fired." I'm meeting with a cry of joy mix with fear when a young man exits the flat running. He runs past Diana and she's looking at me with confusion but she stays where she is. I enter the flat and walk to the kitchen where my secret is in her baby-chair. When she sees me she squeals with pure happiness.

"I missed you too." I tell her. From the kitchen I yell at Diana to come in and join me in the kitchen. I hear her footsteps behind me. Okay… breathe. I turn around.

"Diana meet Jane, Jane meet Diana."

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Littleswiss.