NSFW chapter so if you don't want to read about interspecies intercourse better skip that one. Or skip the flashback. But, honestly… if someone is searching for a fanfic rated M, with FemShep/Garrus, I think she(he maybe too?) knows what will be inside :V so yeah, sexy times!
My sis was wondering why I love Garrus so much. Let's face it. No shrink would do a psychological profile of a fangirl, especially like me. It's just too dangerous. So I couldn't explain it to her straight. Just look at this sexy turian, hear his sexy voice. Damn it. Isn't it obvious? xD
Thanks for the comments. As for Jack's bad dialogue in the 1st chapter... I fixed it. After reading it few times I changed some words. She sounded not like herself. I hope now it's better.
And as I said, Garrus and Shepard have some time in this one. Yay! Okay, end of bullshit. Enjoy :*
EDIT: Big thanks to Razzberry31 for editing and correcting :)
oOo
It wasn't hard to admit that time spent on the Normandy without Shepard was boring. Garrus tried really hard to make himself busy but let's face the truth. The Normandy's guns were calibrated, his collection of sniper and assault rifles were shining like new. Spirits, they didn't shine that way even when they were actually new. Just like Shepard, he also started to make rounds around the ship, checking on every crew member. He didn't know that Liara, Ashley, Tali, Joker and EDI had secret meeting. All of them agreed that they would have to do everything to prevent Garrus from grieving again. That's why Vega agreed to spar with the turian, Joker asked him to scan planets for resources and Tali took him all around the Normandy to search for things to repair. They waited for accessing comm buoy range for either good or bad news. All the crew hoped for a second miracle. They knew that with Commander Jane Shepard everything was possible. Everything. She defeated Saren, she was resurrected from the dead, faced the thorian, saved a Rachni Queen, she even welcomed the geth into her crew. That strong woman passed through the Omega-4 Relay, rescued all her crew who were abducted by the Collectors with no casualties. Then she united the whole galaxy, every willing race, in defeating the Reapers. She was capable of anything. That's why no one dared to say she was dead now. It couldn't be right. With that reasoning they also wanted Garrus to be occupied, to not let him think about the other possibilities than Shepard being still alive and kicking. So they waited for that miracle to come true. And it did. Just after they reached the comm buoy's range. It was late at night. Garrus was in the Captain's cabin, working on mods for his sniper rifle. Suddenly his omni-tool pinged. Then again, and again. He was literally flooded with messages. With a shaking hand he opened his emails.
[ [ Shepard, Jane ]
[ Alliance Headquarters ]
[ Shepard, Jane ]
[ Shepard, Jane ]
[ Shepard, Jane ]
[ Vakarian, Akteon ]
[ Vakarian, Solana ]
[ Alliance Headquarters ]
[ Admiral Hackett, Steven ]
[ Shepard, Jane ]
[ Shepard, Jane ]
… ]
There was at least 250 messages. Most of them were from Shepard. Some from the Alliance and also from his family. Garrus was overwhelmed with emotion. They were still alive! His father… his sister… and most importantly, she was alive. He opened the first message, his fingers trembled with anticipation. He read it a few times, not believing that it was real.
[ Vakarian. You won't believe
what shit happened to me.
And yes, I'm still kickin' so
better bring that bony ass
here or I'll go crazy.
Love ya. J. ]
It was really her. She was alive. His Shepard. Then the next one. From the Alliance. Requesting they send their coordinates and status. The Turian quickly typed a reply then read another message from Jane. It was dated two weeks later. What she was doing for two weeks?
[ Did you get my message?
Where are you, Garrus?
Don't play games with me. I'm
in hospital on Earth. Waiting
for you.
J. ]
In hospital? Spirits, she had to have been in a coma for those two weeks. Shepard, I hope you're all right. Another message was short. Sent a minute later.
[ Please answer me. ]
She had to be scared about him. Next one was also sent just a second later.
[ I'm starting to panic here.
Please, you stupid turian,
don't be an ass.
J. ]
Garrus laughed to himself. That's my Shepard, she would flood me with her spam only to get my attention. I'm here, love. Suddenly the comm crackled. It was Joker.
"Garrus, I just got a message from the Alliance and Admiral Hackett. It states that…" Garrus interrupted the pilot. He knew what it would state.
"I know already, Joker. I was just flooded with messages. Most of them from Shepard. Spirits, Joker, she's alive. Really alive!" Happiness was oozing from the turian. Never in his life was he so relieved, so peaceful. Everything was going to be good from now.
"I'm glad for you, man. She's Shepard. She's immortal."
"Garrus, in 30 minutes we will reach broadened communication range. You can open a live chat. Tomorrow we will be in vid-comm range." EDI joined in their conversation.
"Thank you, EDI, Joker. Now, please, let me read all these messages." With that the AI and pilot said goodnight to Vakarian and disconnected. Garrus was opening Shepard's messages one by one. She was writing him three to four messages a day. Telling him what she did, who she met, how people were dealing with the war's after effects. There was also her memories from the past. From when they met for the first time. Her death and how he helped her to recover from it. Their first kiss. She was thinking about that… just like me. For both of them, those memories were precious and made them get through the time being apart. There was also one naughty message where she wrote about their first time. Just before hitting the Omega-4 Relay. Garrus leaned on the backrest. Perverted woman. Memories so vivid in his head.
oO Flashback Oo
Vakarian was pacing in the Main Battery. Shepard went to her quarters really early that day. She couldn't go make the usual rounds around the Normandy what with her crew having been abducted by the Collectors. He knew that it made her angry. He had also worked up a lot of steam himself and now was a good time to blow it off. With all that had happened to both Garrus and Shepard, they deserved to have one night of something good. Or he just hoped it will be good. Not just some interspecies awkward catastrophe. He prepared himself. The Turian read all the data that Professor Mordin sent to him about human-turian intercourse. He could read it for another year and wouldn't be any more prepared so it was just better to try it at last. Vakarian changed into his new civvies that he bought on the Citadel, took a bottle of wine and went to Shepard's quarters. His heart was pounding in his plated chest. Spirits, calm down. The Turian entered her cabin as Jane was leaving the bathroom. Her fresh scent flooded his nasal passage so hard he forgot for a moment what to say.
"Heyyy… I brought some wine. Best I could afford on a vigilante's salary." Shepard crossed her arms. Looking at him with an amused smirk. Did I do it right or is she making fun of me now? Without thinking about it much he sprinted to a small console and played some music. The woman just shook her head. Not right, then? Damn, I'm making an idiot of myself again. Spirits, Vakarian. He tried, like REALLY tried to look relaxed. But let's say it straight. He wasn't a bit relaxed. She sensed it instantly. One last shot, Vakarian. "If you were a turian, I'd be complementing your waist or your fringe, so… Your, uh… hair looks… good. And your waist is… very supportive. Hopefully that's not offensive in human culture…" He realised he'd failed miserably. "Crap, I knew I should have watched the vids. Throw me a line here, Shepard." She raised her hand, still smiling.
"Whoa! Consider me seduced, smooth talker. Now shut up and stop worrying." Jane turned the music off. As for him, he felt devastated. It didn't go as he'd planned at all.
"I just… I've seen so many things go wrong, Shepard. My work at C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis. I want something to go right. Just once. Just…" The woman's hand raised up to his scarred mandible. She looked at his scars with a warm gaze. All his tension vanished. Just with her gaze and hand, stroking lightly the place he was so insecure about. Without a word their heads leaned into a turian kiss. No words were necessary at that time. Vakarian's hand stroked her arm, it was so smooth, so delicate. Yet he knew what she could do with her bare hands. She wasn't a defenseless, squishy human. She was an unstoppable force that could get the job done. Every time. But now, she wasn't all strength. Jane was a caring woman. Caring for him only. Delicate with her touch. Her eyes warm, soothing. She cocked her head to his right side and placed soft kisses on his scars, not disgusted by his misshapen face. Suddenly feeling changed. Her soft tongue licked the scars. It was so intense a feeling on the more sensitive skin. He groaned loudly. Then she licked him lower, on his neck. Garrus couldn't do anything more than just drown in sensations. Spirits, it's so good. After a while her hands and dexterous fingers travelled up from his chest, up by his carapace to his neck and placed them under his fringe. A purr let out from his subharmonics. She'd done her homework well. Better than me, I suppose. He didn't want to stay impassive so he took her head into his hands and tipped it up.
"Are you sure, Jane? You sure you want this?" The turian was still uncertain if all of this would work.
"Did you read what Mordin sent you?" Garrus nodded in reply. "Good, we both know where it feels good and what to do. Come on, we're adults and we're friends. Like best friends, Garrus. You are my best friend. I trust you the most. With so much bullshit around… and the suicide mission just ahead… For once I'd like to do what I really want. We could die tomorrow, and this time… before I die I want to be yours. Don't worry, big guy. We will figure it all out. It's not that complicated… Trust me, I watched the vids. Just say what you want to do." She was just standing there, caressing his plates lightly, waiting for him to say what he wanted for a change.
"You're right… We wasted too much time. You are my best friend, Jane, like the missing part of my soul that was filled by you. So come here and give me that human kiss of yours." The woman smiled with approval.
"Now you're talking, Vakarian." With that, both of them didn't hesitate any longer. The kiss was so passionate. Tongues dancing in their mouths till the need for oxygen made them stop. "God, Garrus… you don't even know what you do to me." Her talk built his confidence up again. He knew what he wanted and he would get it right now.
"Oh? Talk to me dirty, Shepard. You know I like it." The turian pulled the woman up and took her to the bed. Sitting her in the middle. "And you can't even imagine how I wanted all of this to happen. How I wanted to see you laying on this very bed for me. Just without this silly human clothing. So now I'll take one thing off at a time and you will tell me what you want me to do with you."
"You sneaky, little turian." She gasped as he started to unbutton her shirt while she was watching him intently.
"I'm waiting, Shepard." Jane bit her lip. Thinking what she should start with.
"I want your tongue all over my body." He took one sleeve off her arm. "I want is so badly. It's rough in a very pleasant way. The feeling… ahhhh…" He leaned into her graceful neck and licked it all the way up from her collarbone to her earlobe. Then took off another sleeve, her upper body was only covered by her bra. Garrus stroked her waist and side then moved to her covered breasts.
"I read about those. They are really sensitive, yes? But this harness… help me here, Shepard." She smirked, her hands moved to her back to undo the clasps of her bra. She swiftly moved her hand to hold the piece of clothing in place. "Oh, no, no, no. Jane." The turian ripped the bra from her grasp and tossed it backwards. Then he pushed the woman to lay on the bed and clasped her hands above her head, locking them in place with one hand. "No hiding, mind you. I want to see everything." Vakarian's other hand travelled from Jane's waist, trailing the solid muscles of her stomach ending at the bottom of her breast. For testing purposes he squeezed lightly then stroked the small nub in the center of it. He noted that his ministration caused Jane to whimper. Another thing he found out about, was the nub getting hard when he stroked it. "Interesting. So these are breasts, that's what everyone is so fascinated about. Now I know what the whole fuss is about. Let's taste 'em." With that he made one tentative lick around the nub, his mandibles brushed her skin. He wasn't prepared for the loud moan that escaped Shepard's mouth. "You okay, Shepard? Does it hurts?" Frightened, he pulled up to look for any distress on her face. But he found none. Spirits, Vakarian, you should've watched those damn vids.
"No, silly space lizard, it's wonderful. And those sounds are proof of that. So don't you dare fucking stop."
"But you sound the same as when you are in pain." He still couldn't decide if he believed her or not.
"Don't worry. It's just a human thing. Mostly female though. We are a bit crazy…" He nodded and decided to go on with his ministrations. Shepard again started to moan. Garrus instantly decided that he loved that sound and made it his personal duty to make this very woman moan as often as he could. The sounds she made, the special scent she emitted occasionally in the past, now became more and more intense, causing his groin plates to shift. How was that even possible, that he would be so turned on by a human female? Hell if he knew. Vakarian had to fight with himself to stop his cock emerging from the protective plates. To prevent them from opening wide. When he finished with both breasts, his tongue made a path between the two curves down to the small indent in her stomach. "Tell me more, Jane." He said that with his low, seductive voice. He knew exactly what it did to her. Garrus was undoing her pants when Shepard could speak coherently again.
"I want your clothes off. To feel your plates on my skin." She played his game well, that's for sure. With her saying that, he let her hands free. Shepard quickly took advantage of the situation by undoing the clasps of his shirt.
"Impatient, huh?" With one swift motion he took off her boots and then pants, leaving her only in underwear. "I've read that human females like to be touched here… and licked." His fingers stroked her through the fabric of her panties. They were damp, and the special scent was coming from there. "So this scent… Spirits, Shepard. Now everything is clear. You wanted me for a long time…" The woman blushed. Embarrassment visible on her features.
"You are so full of shit, Vakarian. I was throwing myself at you like an idiot. An idiot being what I am of course. It's beyond my understanding how you could be so blind. How did you noticed it?"
"Superior turian smell, Shepard. I could sense this scent from you since the SR-1. So this is the scent of your arousal. I like it." He purred and intensified his stroking. The sounds he emitted made her shiver, with that she started to moan even louder. Shepard's hands staggered on the clasps, she couldn't do anything anymore, so he helped her and took his shirt off. The turian could see her eyes widen with lust when he revealed his upper body.
"God, Garrus. I want you so bad. Please… I need you." Jane wanted to pull him to her, to feel him on her but he resisted. Again he locked her hands above her hand, preventing her from moving.
"No. I want to learn your body first. Lay still and be a good girl." She nodded, so he released her hands and knelt between her thighs. "Spirits, Shepard… This smell will be a death of me, seriously." He couldn't control his plates or his cock anymore. His pants were so tight because of his erection. Without warning he licked her through her panties, making them even more wet. Her shout startled him. His mandibles twitched nervously. "Shepard…? Something wrong? Did I cause you pain?"
"Garrus, don't stop, just take those off and, for fuck sake, don't stop." He snorted. Big, bad Commander Shepard was begging him. That was new. And he was more than happy to oblige. "Please, big guy, just don't stop every time I make strange noise. If I want you to stop I'll say so, 'kay?"
"Deal. No more stopping… Unless I'd like to tease the shit out of you." He took his gloves off and hooked his talons under the hem of her panties. With one graceful move he tore them apart.
"Bastard turian. That was so sexy…"
"Of course it was. I am sexy. Don't worry I can do it every time and not only to this piece of your clothing. Just make a requisition and we're good to go." She didn't reply. Maybe she wasn't too positive about their odds after passing through the Omega-4 Relay… or maybe she was just waiting for him to get to work. Either way he again moved his head between her legs, looking at her hair down there. "You have this silly human hair here as well?"
"Garrus!"
"Spirits, all right. I'll shut up…" He did, dipping his head down and licked all the way along her, another shout, he was doing it right. His hands on her thighs, keeping them apart. Jane trembled in his grasp, he liked it beyond measure. He liked that he was the reason for her state. He loved it. Vakarian continued his ministration on her clit and then put his tongue in her inside, licking her wetness. To his surprise she tasted… sweet, good, mind-wrecking. Her inner walls started to pulsate around his tongue and soon she shivered and arched her back in orgasm. Screaming incoherently his name and multiple shares of gods, fucks and other words. Garrus pulled up and sat next to her. He felt a bit disappointed. With her orgasm it was the end. Or so he thought.
"God, Garrus… you damaged my brain… I know it was damaged already… but now… I don't know if I can reboot it to normal stupidity again…" She said when she could think coherently again.
"Define normal for me, please. With your level of being an idiot I can't really imagine anything other than your current state."
"Ha-ha. Okay, big guy. Now take off those pants."
"We… we're not finished here?" He asked, dumbfounded. She wanted more? Don't human females stop after orgasm? Did I miss some important stuff at some point of learning human-turian mating behaviours? The woman looked at him, not understanding what he meant.
"Why?"
"You just came, Jane." He waved with both hands, gesturing at her body.
"Silly. Human females can come at least a couple of times… males are worse… one shot and that's it. Game over. Pretty disappointing if you ask me." Shepard sat up then straddled Garrus. Licking his mandibles and neck. "What about turians?"
"Being with a human makes it even more interesting now. As for turians… Males can come around six to eight times during intercourse… Females only once, at the end. There is some evolutionary explanations but when you're licking me like that my brain's not working the right way." He really couldn't form any thoughts when her small, dexterous tongue found all those spots on his skin he didn't know existed. Spirits, if she will continue that...
"Preserving race thingy, I suppose. Nevermind, let's take off your clothes." Her face still at his neck, tongue licking, breath making him hot. How she could do that and open his pants at the same time remained a mystery to him. Especially after the mind-blowing orgasm she just experienced. When his pants were opened she slid from his lap and let him take them off. His plates already shifted and his cock was hard and throbbing in anticipation of the next event. Jane looked at it mesmerized. Thick and long, near the head it was covered with ridges… and it was greyish blue. "Garrus, it's beautiful. Can I take a photo with my Omni-tool?" Vakarian shook his head, then growled with lust. "Wait, I need to apply some ointment on my thighs. Chafing."
"What?!" That he didn't hear about. What chafing? Would she get hurt?
"Mordin gave me this lotion or something… against chafing."
"Is there anything more I should know about, Shepard?" He asked, a bit angry about not knowing he would hurt her.
"Umm… He said something about the risk of anaphylactic shock as well… yeah, that's pretty much it."
"You can get that? Shepard… it's too risky… if you're allergic to dextro…" Now he was really scared and tried to find a way to stop.
"Don't worry. I'm not allergic. Cerberus tested my allergic reactions." When she was done she laid on the bed again, waiting for him. "Don't even think of running away now or I'll chain you to the bed and ride you all night long." Her reassurance made him want to go at it right now. He was at his personal limit and couldn't wait to be in her anymore. With a swift predatory move he was on her, making her squeal in shock. He adored all her sounds so much now. Nuzzling her neck, his knee spread her thighs for him. With one hand he positioned his hard shaft in front of her opening but then a second thought hit him. Aren't human cocks smaller than turians? What if I make her hurt? Spirits… He pulled his head up, looking at her with concern. Her face was showing her anticipation… When the moment was prolonged her facial expression changed, brows raised in question.
"What now, Vakarian?"
"You really sure? I'm bigger… I don't want to hurt you, Shepard. Maybe we shou-"
"Quit that crap, Garrus. You won't break me with your dick. I'm much stronger than you think…I can endure a lot... and I can take the pain. Besides… human females are… stretchy. I'll accomodate you, don't worry." In a matter of seconds she moved her hips so his cock entered her. "See. No need to panic… mmm… go on, it feels good. But please, take it slow. I think I'm a virgin again." She giggled. Spirits, she will kill me someday… He pushed himself further and further in, slowly, till he was fully sheathed inside her.
"Shepard… you feel incredible… you've spoiled me for turian females…" Vakarian said with a hoarse voice. Feeling her soft, wet insides was hard to describe.
"You spoiled me for human males for sure too." Her voice raspy, breath heavy and hollow. "Just stay like that for a moment. Mmmm... " After a few seconds her hips started to rock. "Come on, big guy. Fuck me like a proper turian." No more invitations were required. Garrus grabbed her hips and started to pump himself into her. With each minute speeding up his pace. His taloned hands digging into her flesh. He looked at her lying on the bed, her face showed pure bliss. He wanted her closer, to feel her skin on his, to feel her breasts on his chest. The turian pulled the woman up so she was sitting, his hands moved to her ass so he could lift her and pull her down on him again and again. She put her hands on the back of his neck, moving up to the sensitive skin under his fringe. His growl reverberated in his subharmonics. That made her shiver, her moans filled the room as well as his growls. The sensation of her inner parts milking his cock, fingers on his sensitive spots making his primal instincts kick in. With a swift movement he lifted them up and pushed her against the wall. Her legs rested on his hips, which made him thrust into her even harder now. Talons digging into her skin, breaking it. But she didn't complain about that. Jane's moans became hitched and uneven, she was close. His rocking into her was so fast by now, so intense. She reciprocated in great fashion, meeting his hips with hers, rocking in shared rhythm. Soon her inner walls started to convulse in orgasm and he couldn't stop himself from coming as well. With a roar he thrust into her hard and fast, spilling himself inside. He barely noticed her screams. A few more slower moves and he fell from his high. When Garrus' brain could register his surroundings again he saw her flushed cheeks, glassy eyes, her opened mouth, desperately catching oxygen. Carefully this time he took her to the bed, laid her on it and tugged himself next to her. Both waited till they could talk again. Shepard was first. "Damn, Vakarian. I'm going to chain you to this very bed."
"I wouldn't mind that at all." After a moment of consideration he added. "But chains aren't necessary. I'm willing to stay here for the rest of my life." She turned on her side, hooking her leg on his. Hands up reaching his chest plates, stroking them lightly, tracing the suede-like skin between them.
"We did our homework. Thanks Mordin for that I suppose. No interspecies awkwardness at all... crap, maybe a little...Okay, Vakarian. 15 minutes rest and we go for a second round."
"Your brain is really damaged, Shepard."
"Yup, beyond repair. You know how it is… warranty doesn't include intentional damage. You have to fix it yourself." Then she moved her head up, addressing the ceiling. "EDI, ETA to the Omega-4 Relay?"
"ETA 13 hours and 32 minutes."
"Thank you EDI. Wake us 11 hours from now." Jane's face turned to look at the turian again. Small smile playing on her face.
"As you wish, Commander. Logging you out." The comm cracked and they were alone again. Or rather EDI wasn't online in the room for now. Jane stood up.
"Wait for me here, I need to use the bathroom." She turned around. When Garrus saw her ass and red dots of blood on it he made a panicked trill. "What?" She looked at him with question. Frown on her face.
"Your ass, Shepard. I…Spirits... I'm so sorry… I really didn't want to hurt you." Without any effort she bent to see what he was talking about.
"Oh, nice… sexy. Like I said before, Vakarian. Don't worry!" Then she smacked her ass and winked at him. "I like it rough. Just wait here a minute." Garrus laid on her bed. Waiting and accusing himself. Idiot, your instincts kicked in and you've hurt her. She can say what she wants but… Spirits, don't be a complete moron for once. When she returned she didn't lie down like earlier, instead, she sat on him, straddling him again while he was lying. "Time for round number two. Now I want to do it your way, the turian way."
"Shepard… I… are you saying what I think you're saying?"
"Yeah. I will bend, you will do your turian magic. Simple enough. And if you want to scratch my back or other parts, you're welcome to do it. I want you to not hold back, okay? I want us to be ourselves here." He wanted to object but she interrupted him. "Once I had a lot of scars… battle scars… I had tattoos… a lot of them. I liked them. Now I don't have any tattoos… I have those cybernetic glowing scars… and new scars… I want new scars. If they happen to be your work them I'm all in." Her gaze pleading. How could he say no to that gaze? Besides, thoughts of marking her was an arousing addition. Shepard lowered to his neck and bit it lightly. "You want it, don't you?" She whispered to him, she could read him like an open book. Her still wet sex, dripping on his already shifted groin plates, her blunt teeth on his neck, nibbling on his softer skin there, her fingers mapping his chest. All of that was way too much. Garrus grabbed her and flipped them around so she was underneath.
"Definitely." They weren't done till after round three.
oOo
Garrus smiled at his memories. After he read all his messages he lit his omni-tool and checked if the Normandy was in broadened range already. He could chat with her at last. It was 22:36 Earth and Normandy time, maybe she was still awake. Let's check it out. He opened a chat with Shepard.
[ G: Shepard? ]
He waited only second for a reply.
[ S: Garrus! God, you're alive. I was so scared. I waited for your message for so long. How are you?
G: Better question how are you, sweetheart?
S: I'm good. I have a few broken bones, a lot of wounds and burned skin. Docs fixed me in two weeks. Two weeks in a coma. Ugh...
G: Sleepyhead. Spirits… I thought… with that message of yours… Don't do that ever again. I already told you after your stupid stunt with the Leviathan...
S: I promise. I won't. How are you?
G: Good. I've got some burns… new scars. Dr. Chakwas fixed me in no time. You will find me even more sexy now.
S: You have no idea, big guy. Can we talk on vid-comm?
G: Tomorrow. We're in live-chat only range now.
S: Shit. I need to hear your voice. I have some recordings so I can sleep…
G: You are perverted… did I tell you that?
S: Few times. Yeah, you broke me before Omega-4. Sorry, permanent brain damage. Your fault.
G: Yeah. Sorry about that… or not.
S: You ass. How's my crew?
G: Now it's my crew. Hands off.
S: You are so full of shit I don't know how you can store it inside…
G: I rent a nice storehouse on Omega. Everyone is good. They miss you. ]
He waited for a few minutes for a reply.
[G: Are you there, Jane?
S: Sorry, Tali and Liara were spamming me. I miss all of them. But mostly you.
G: I miss you too. You kicked some Reaper asses there, Jane. And you destroyed the Mass Relays. Prepare your savings for paying for it.
S: Oh, crap. Bills will be the death of me. Good I looted so much, I'm a fucking millionaire.
G: Still can't believe you did that… that was embarrassing so to speak.
S: Those were mostly Cerberus credits… and some random suicidal idiots. Now we can buy a huge villa… somewhere nice, hot and tropical… by the ocean. I will teach you to swim.
G: No thanks. As for the villa, I'm game.
S: I want a huge bedroom with a huge bed… and a huge bathroom with huge jacuzzi.
G: Mmm. I like that. So you're on Hashir, yes?
S: Yup. Big ass ship, Garrus. Buy me one.
G: On your next birthday.
S: Deal. I'll be on Palaven in two months. Word is that refugees from Palaven will a come week after our arrival.
G: I'm glad my dad and sister made it.
S: Did you write to them?
G: Not yet.
S: Write now.
G: I want to write with you now.
S: Write now. I'm going to sleep anyway, Garrus. I'm so tired. Adrenaline that made me wide awake after you first wrote is starting to fade. I'm still in recovery, you know? I had a big boo boo.
G: What's boo boo?
S: Boo boo is when it hurts a lot.
G: Okay. That's weird. If you need to rest go, play some recordings of me talking. You will sleep in no time.
S: I intend to do so.
G: I was joking. You're starting to creep the shit out of me now, Shepard.
S: I love you too, space lobster.
G: Me too, bald pyjack.
S: You know, I'm actually bald now. No shitting! Fire burned my hair so they shaved it off and replaced burned skin with new...
G: Spirits, Shepard.
S: Goodnight, Garrus. I miss you terribly. I love you, my bondmate.
G: Goodnight, my sun. ]
Spirits, it was so good to actually talk… or rather write with her. Even that made him happy beyond understanding. She was alive. She will wait for him on Palaven. Three months and they will be together. With his spirit brightened up, he opened a new chat, and wrote to Solana Vakarian. Everything was going to be fine. At last.
oOo
Wow.
xD