AN: The main part. THIS is why I wanted to write this fanfic. It was the main scene in my mind throughout the whole process. Enjoy!

As Shepard strode through, Thane slowed his pace to look around the Normandy. For the most part it was the same as before, except the armory had moved, and according to Shepard, the lab and communications room had been replaced with a quaint meeting room and the 'War Room'. He caught up to her at the elevator in the CIC.

Shepard's cabin door closed behind them. "EDI, I want communications blocked for 2 hours." Thane stood by her fish tank as she locked her door. "Forward any messages to my private terminal, understood?"

The synthetic voice responded immediately. "Understood. Logging you out Shepard." She knew EDI would understand the privacy she needed with Thane.

Shepard had felt quite tense on their walk to the Normandy. It was only after EDI's voice had disappeared that she was able to unwind. She walked towards his side and they hugged. Her arms folded on his chest. It was tight, but very comforting, one arm curling around her waist, the other curving around her back, his hand resting a top her hair. She buried her face in his collarbone. They stood there for a couple of minutes. Shepard looked up at him. The death that had plagued him stole none of his elegance. She noticed he was looking at her face carefully, analyzing and absorbing every detail. Her luscious lips, her prominent cheekbones, even the small scars left from her operation from Cerberus. He ran his fingers across her jaw line and stopped at her chin, lightly holding her head up. He angled his face towards her lips and touched her. Shepard's arms slid out of place as they found his neck, and curled around it. The kiss grew longer and more passionate with every passing second. She opened her mouth and let their tongues become intertwined once again, drinking him in as much as she could. Both of his arms were now at her waist, pulling her closer to his body. His touch was magnetizing; she physically couldn't let go of him. Trapped in his embrace, she started to make her way towards her bed. They shuffled along, lips locked. She started to moan. Thane's right hand cupped the back of her head as he pressed his lips hard against hers. His other hand slowly crept under Shepard's shirt beneath her N7 sweater and grazed her stomach, feeling her scars, old and new. Her hand slowly slid towards his chest again, undoing the buckles and zipper on the front of his shirt. She could feel his heart beating, thumping against her palms; his skin was cool and refreshing, his scent drawing her in for more.

The back of her knees hit the edge of her bed frame. She flinched, retracting her mouth from his. She locked onto his eyes. Thane leaned his forehead against hers. She recognized his breathing, as it was quiet yet frantic. He slowly closed his eyes, and began to take deep breaths. Shepard chuckled for a moment and closed her eyes as well.

"Siha… I must confess."

"What is it Thane?"

"I cannot do this in my condition. I am not myself, and you deserve more than I could ever give in this moment. I…"

She kissed him lightly. "Thane. You have given me more than I could imagine. You have no idea."

"You don't have to do this, siha. You can find someone… more suitable. I am not the man you-"

Shepard held his face. "I don't' care. I could've chosen anyone. Hell, I could've left you for Kaiden back at the hospital." She pulled his face closer. Her eyes shimmered. "I love you Thane. I am here, in this spot, because I want to be. Knowing you were out there gave me hope, gave a reason to keep pushing forward. You are someone… so incredibly… I want to walk on your wavelength. I'd risk it all for you Thane."

"Shepard. You make me feel. Since Irikah's death, I have felt nothing. But you…" Her hugged her, his lips barely touching her left ear. "You helped me find my son, something I could not imagine having done without your help. You woke me. You were the one pushing me forward. I am only truly alive because of you Shepard."

She turned to him, watching his large black eyes twitch of reds and blues. "I remember the day you told me what 'siha' meant. 'One of the warrior angels of the goddess Arashu. Fierce in wrath. A tenacious protector'." A smile sprouted across her face. Thane ran his fingers though her hair.

"Words cannot express my feelings for you siha." He let out a faint cough. "I need you."

Her eyes began to water. She kissed him once again. Great pleasure surged through both their bodies as they continued to undress one another. She removed his cloak, lifted and slipped off his shirt. He slowly unzipped her sweater, sliding the sleeves down her arms. His hands found their way back to her torso, gathering her shirt and carefully pulling it upwards, over her upright arms. She unbuckled her belt, pulling it through the loops and tossing it aside, soon reaching for his waist as they continued to kiss. She then reached for Thane's pants and undid them. He tensed. She looked into his eyes; reluctance had filled his demeanor. With two fingers, Shepard, traced the outline of his lips. He turned to avoid her gaze, yet her hand caught the side of his face, pushing back towards her eyes. They stood there, silently gazing at each other, for what seemed to be longest minutes of their lives. She could tell he was hungry for her, desperate to touch her. Thane slowly reached to embrace and kiss her again.

Shepard lay on her back as Thane ran his fingers over her body, stroking her ever so softly, his cool fingers sending tingles and shivers throughout her. He examined every inch of her, soaking and ingraining it in his memory; the large gashes that had healed as well as the small nicks here and there. He was close enough for her to taste his breath, sweet and enticing. The anticipation was eating her insides away. Thane turned back to her face. They stared at each other. He then leaned over her and began to embrace her, gently and carefully. He pressed his cool lips against her neck- she arched her head backwards. He made his way towards her lips, leaving chilled, wet trail that sent more shivers throughout her body. Their tongues danced, sensations running through her core, sparks flying between them. His exotic scent imprisoned her, as she kept her hands moving, feeling his back, head and neck. A hand lay atop her left breast, gently squeezing and massaging it, while another ran down her right leg towards the back of her knee, raising it up against his hip. Her muscles tensed, as his tongue delved deeper in her mouth. Rhythmic pulses flowed between the two bodies as they became trapped and lost in a trance. Neither of them could think as the pleasure overwhelmed and enveloped them. Thane began to move through her more aggressively. His steady stokes grew more animalistic. He needed her too much; it had not been the first time he had lost and surrendered himself to her. His breaths grew harsher as he buried himself all the way within her, desperate and eager for more of her touch. She moaned, craving for more of his, gasping for air between her wails, her body quivering. He turned his head, placing it beside her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin.

"I love you," he breathed. His deep voice brought her closer to the edge.

Shepard turned to meet his eyes. Her hands reached for his face as she breathed back, "I love you, too." They shared a quick smile before letting their tongues become entangled again, engulfed in a void of ecstasy and bliss.