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EDIT: Big thanks to Razzberry31 for editing and correcting :)

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"Kasumi-iiiiii… I'm full..." Jane and Kasumi were sitting in giant mess hall, eating the human food that Primarch Victus was so generous to provide for them, till they couldn't eat anymore. It was simple food, but fresh and straight from Earth. As shown, the turian cook, Mackrix, could prepare any dish from any cuisine asked. Eating real steak with real mashed potatoes… the feeling was indescribable. "I'm in heaven… Primarch, do you want to spoil us or is there some other reason for this wonderful meal?"

"Just a way to say thank you, Commander. I'm glad our cook did a good job." He leaned to her and whispered confidentially. "Besides, for turians, a pregnant female deserves the best treatment. I'm personally responsible for your well being, Commander."

"It's Shepard, Primarch. Just Shepard."

"If you say so, then it's Adrien to you, Shepard." He replied and offered his right hand. She smiled to him and shook it firmly. "Have you got any news from the Normandy?"

"No… not yet." Jane didn't want to talk about it. Anxiety was eating her from the inside. Victus could feel it so he didn't continue on the subject. Soon he excused himself. Jane and Kasumi decided to walk around the dreadnaught. It was huge. They were on the ship for ten days and still didn't see half of it. It was awkward to see only about 60% of the crew. That amount of casualties was a heavy burden on Shepard's mind. She wanted to save as many as possible. The woman blamed herself for not pushing the Council more. For being dead for two years. For struggling in this damn war so much yet not enough, in her judgement. Despite the odds she pulled through it. Turians escaped Palaven, the krogans helped them a great deal. She cured the genophage, not accepting the Dalatrass' offer. Screw her. She was the only reason for peace between Quarians and Geth. She wanted the galaxy at peace. And she did it. But it was still hard to watch. So many dead, so many MIA. Families apart, children orphaned, so many without a home to come back to. But the feeling of home was almost foreign to her. She lost her home when Batarian slavers attacked Mindoir. Her family was the Alliance, then the Normandy. The Normandy was closest she felt to having a home. She felt safe there. Her most precious memories were connected to that very ship. But her real home was wherever Vakarian was. His arms were home. After some time Jane felt tired. She had done a lot of walking, and her legs were in pain now. Jane asked Kasumi to help her to get to her quarters. The thief went to hers, just next door. Shepard's cabin was small yet comfortable. Located on the upper deck, where higher ranking officers were quartered. There was one bed, to her surprise for two. Or maybe it wasn't so surprising considering the turian's lack of rules against fraternization; small bathroom, a turian one but still good and usable; closet, two shelfs and personal terminal. Nice cabin of military standard. She jumped on the bed and regarded the ceiling. Her thoughts circulating around Garrus again. Every time she was alone she remembered parts of their time together. Like the time when they had to separate because of her arrest just after returning from the Suicide Mission.

oO Flashback Oo

Jane was looking toward the Citadel. She wanted to drop off some of her crew members before handing herself to the Alliance. Her comm pinged. It was Garrus. She raised her hand to her implant and answered the call. "What's up, big guy?"

"Can you come to your cabin in 5 minutes?" His voice strange. Nervous perhaps? Angry?

"Of course. I'll be there." Call ended and she turned around to go to the elevator. After two minutes she was in her quarters. Garrus was already waiting. "Something wrong, Garrus? You sounded… strange."

"I don't like it, Jane! I don't understand it. Why you want to be taken into custody is beyond me… you saved the galaxy! Again!" The turian was pacing around the room. His look predatory, angry. She wasn't intimidated, but she wasn't happy to see it either. Jane was clearly tired from explaining it over and over again.

"I told you, big guy. Huge political shit-storm and I'm in the center of it. I'm just extra lucky. Batarians wants my head and the Alliance wants to save it. Hell… I don't like it either but… because of me, Bahak was blown. 300,000 batarians dead. I…" She sat on the couch, her shoulders hung in defeat. She regretted it. Even if those were batarians, they didn't deserve it. But on the other hand, the Reapers could have just slipped through the relay and it would have been worse. "Fucking math. Kill 300 thousand here so 30 million over there can live. I hate it." Vakarian sighed and sat next to her. His arm looped around her back.

"I… Jane… I don't want… Crap, I'm not good at this but… It's just that I don't want you to leave. I don't want you to be taken away from me." Her head turned to his, a small smile warmed her face a bit.

"We can comm each other. I think you know how to use vid-comm, huh?" Although she joked, she didn't want to part with him either. Not after what they just started. She still didn't know where it would go. But the night before Omega-4… and days after, God… it was good. Felt right. She wanted more. With tears running down her cheeks, her head hung in despair. She didn't want all the crap but it had to be done this way. "Fuck, Garrus. I want to stay. I want to be with you. But I can't. Don't do that to me."

"Don't cry, stupid. Just don't. Okay. I'll wait. I'll go to Palaven and wait for you." He placed his hand under her chin and lifted her dipped head. She looked in his blue eyes, longing for hers. Garrus leaned his forehead on hers in the turian equivalent of a kiss, his gaze piercing the woman's eyes through into her soul. "Kiss me and everything will be fine, Jane." She did. Her tongue met his. Pain stung her heart. She knew damn well that soon Garrus will leave the Normandy. He will go to his home planet. He will be so damn far away from her. And she knew she would feel like shit just seconds after he was gone. Nothing was good without him. Nothing was right and nothing would make her happy until he was next to her again. A few hours later, the Normandy dropped everyone on the Citadel and left for Earth. Shepard was furious when she learned she wasn't allowed to communicate with anyone. How I'm supposed to send messages to Garrus now? Fuck this shit, fuck! She thought every day while pacing in her quarters... Six months passed. It wasn't much of a surprise when suddenly Reapers attacked. She was angry because no one listened to her. And now everyone wanted to listen but she had nothing to say anymore. Now they want her opinion! When everything was fucked beyond repair. When shit hit the fan. Again she had to fight for the entire galaxy because those who had something to say didn't take her seriously, didn't believe her and didn't give a flying fuck about Reapers when they still had the chance. Now when they started to believe, it was too late. And Shepard had to clean their mess. She was furious. But she would do everything to stop those motherfuckers and kick them back to the black hole they crawled from. Only... she needed Garrus to do that. She had Liara with her, the asari managed to keep her sanity in check, for now. Still… her heart almost stopped when she learned that Palaven was under attack. Just after the turian Councillor said about his planet's state, she dropped everything to go to Palaven to find the turian Primarch. Just one glance at the turians homeworld made her guts clench. It was a disaster. Shepard was seconds away from running to Joker to change their destination from Palaven's moon to the planet itself but she had to cast personal feelings away. When she reached Menae, everything was fucked… as always. General Corinthus saying that Primarch Fedorian was dead, that the new Primarch was somewhere on the battlefield and God, Spirits, anyone, only knew if he was still alive. Like fearing for Garrus wasn't enough. Then a miracle happened. Garrus happened. He walked into her messed up life again.

"I'm on it, Shepard. We'll find you the Primarch." With a smug smile on his face. She didn't know if she wanted to punch his scarred face or jump on him and kiss the shit out of him. Either was good. But she didn't do any of those. What if he… changed his mind about us? With that thought on her mind she remained neutral.

"Garrus!" Oh, gawd, he looks so hot in that new armor... She was still hesitating. Maybe a hug? Yes. No. Yes? Hell, just act professional, Jane. Professional.

"Vakarian, sir- I didn't see you arrive... " The woman frowned, confused. She regarded Garrus with a suspicious gaze. Generals addressing him as 'sir' was new. Sexy. Confusing. Not that he didn't deserve it. He should be one of them. Fuck, he should be the Primarch. But, after all those years of seeing everyone not giving even one single fuck about Reapers, this was a nice change.

"At ease, General." Wait, what? She was really confused. When Corinthus turned back to them she came closer. Stunned. And happy.

"You're alive." Relief in her voice was obvious. Thank you, thank you, thank you! Jane offered her hand, Garrus grabbed it in both hands. Warm feelings spread through her body.

"I'm hard to kill... you should know that."

"Glad to see you again. I thought you'd be on Palaven." Glad? Idiot. Feeling glad wasn't even half of what she felt like that moment. After a short talk they had to go into battle again. She hesitated. Will he join me again? She had to try. "Coming, Garrus?" The turian just reloaded his sniper rifle with a smug smile on his face.

"Are you kidding? I'm right behind you." That was music to her ears. Whatever she wanted he gave to her, whatever she desired, as always. Mostly support, safety. He watched her six again. Soon they found the new Primarch. General Adrien Victus, after mild persuasion, agreed to be taken offworld. When Victus went to say goodbye to his men they had a moment to talk. Garrus had his doubts. "Failed C-Sec officer, vigilante… and I'm their expert advisor? Think you can win this thing, Shepard?" She had her doubts too. It wasn't just one Reaper now… it wasn't a Collector Base. It was big. Way too big.

"Yeah, I don't know, Garrus. But I'm sure as hell gonna give it my best shot." Could her reply be taken as reassurance? Hardly. Yet he was convinced anyway.

"I'm damn sure nobody else can do it. For whatever it's worth, I'm with you." Vakarian believed in her like no one. And that made her believe as well. Shepard smiled and shook hands with him.

"Welcome aboard." Soon they boarded the Normandy to take Primarch Victus away. Shepard changed to her usual casual Alliance clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. War took it's toll on her. It was visible but at least one thing changed. The shine in her eyes, it came back when she saw Garrus alive. She decided that she couldn't wait any minute longer so she went to the Main Battery. He was there. Hell he was always there. And of course, calibrating. She entered the room, shaking her head in amusement. Some things never change I suppose. "Garrus. Didn't waste any time getting to work, I see."

"After what I've been through lately, calibrating a giant gun is a vacation. Gives me something to focus on."

"We're going to need you for more than your aim." We? God, I need you. She couldn't say it aloud but that was the fact. Two sentences more and the turian changed the topic from big guns.

"Yeah, so… is this the part where we… shake hands?" So he also was wondering what to do, just like her. "Wasn't sure about the protocol on reunions, or if you even still felt the same way about me. The scars are starting to fade. I remember they drove you wild." Jane laughed. The turian moved to her with a playful smirk on his face. "... but I can go out and get all new ones if it'll help."

"God, big guy, you don't even know how they still do." She came closer and smiled at him "And there will be a lot of opportunities to get new ones, trust me."

"Well, I've been doing some research on human customs. I didn't want to… presume anything." Jane couldn't stop herself any longer. Her hands moved on their own dragging him lower to a kiss. A passionate kiss. Hot as hell, because half a year just piled all those emotions inside of her. Now they had to be vented. When they broke the kiss she nuzzled his neck, inhaling his metallic scent.

"That's the protocol on reunions, Space Lizard." He closed her in his arms. "I missed you so fucking much. I though that I'd go insane but then I remembered, I already was."

"I missed you two. Liara passed me intel that you were blocked from any communication. I… Jane… I was this close from invading Earth just to get to you… and as for reunions… the vids mentioned it might go something like that. I had hoped it would. I mean, I didn't know..." She understood. He was as insecure as she was. Half a year was a long time, especially while being apart. She took his hand into hers, regarding him with love.

"I can't promise how things will work out - not with this war - but, God, I can't just live without you anymore…"

"Glad to know my romantic, uh… skills made an impression." Garrus lowered his head to her. His eyes watching her intently. "Because it's going to take a lot more than Reapers to come between this cross-species liaison." He dipped his head even lower and leaned it on her forehead. "I missed that… and that silly human kiss as well."

"Silly? You are still so full of shit, Vakarian. Last time I checked you got rock hard just from my silly human kiss. If you behave I can kiss you somewhere else. I know you love it." She mocked him, he growled his arousal in response. It wasn't the place, or time. Sadly. "Okay, let's leave that part of the conversation for r&r time in my cabin." They talked a bit about his position of "expert advisor", his family and other things. "That's all for now, Big Guy… But stay close… we've got some catching up to do."

"You know damn well where to find me. And this time…" He bent to his stash and took out a bottle of wine. "I can afford the good stuff. There are a few perks to being an expert Reaper Advisor." She regarded the bottle of really fine wine and nodded.

"Deal."

"Now I'm sure somebody screwed up something down here. I want to get the old girl back in fighting shape." Shepard and Garrus looked to his console. The woman turned to leave but she changed her mind as soon as her sight was off him. She moved to Vakarian again, grabbed him and kissed. "So we haven't finished yet, Shepard?"

"No. I want your plated ass in my cabin in two hours, Officer." She smiled at him, knowing he loved when she pulled rank on him.

"You love to spoil my calibration time. Now I won't focus at all." His hands draped over her ass, stroking it through the material of her clothes. His head leaned to her ear. Soft murmurs made her shiver. "I'll be there in two." Jane nodded and this time she left. She did her round, checking on her crew, then went to her quarters, read and answered a few messages, wrote reports and checked what missions were awaiting her. Time passed fast, Garrus entered her cabin with the bottle of wine and snacks. "Hey Shepard. I brought us something to eat and this." He raised the wine. She then tossed her datapad on the table and patted the space on the couch next to her. Garrus took her silent invitation and sat down. "So... what do you want to do?" The woman watched him since he'd entered, yet not a single word escaped her lips. "Shepard?" Still silence. "Jane?"

"Yes. Talk to me, Garrus. I missed your voice so much... I missed all of you… watching recordings wasn't enough..." He laughed abruptly, humored by her honesty.

"If I haven't already know that you are creepy, little human I wou-... no... hell Jane, your creepiness just hit a new record." With a mischievous smile she sat on his lap. Her hands started to stroke his fringe. "But that actually feels good…" Garrus pulled her to him, nuzzled her hair and sniffed her scent. He was in his new armor, meeting this resistance made her cranky.

"Garrus. Your new armor is sexy and all... but take it off. Now." Skilled fingers already on his armor clasps. "It's cold. It's in the way."

"In the way… you're such greedy person, Shepard." He stopped her from her work. "Wait. I want to talk a bit first. What were you doing for the past six months?"

"Beside being babysat by Vega?"

"You mean Lieutenant James Vega, yes?" A growl of jealousy reached her ears. That wasn't a pleasant thing.

"Oh? Are you jealous, Vakarian? What if I say he was in my room all the time? What if I say he watched vids with me. Played games…? Spent time?" Another growl, a louder one. She wanted to make him angry. Angry, catch-up sex. Whoa.

"One more word, and I'll go to the cargo bay and rip someone apart." Jane giggled. Her hands still locked in his grasp.

"Big guy, I'm at my limits here. You will take me to bed right now and rip my damn clothes or I'll just shoot your ass off." No more orders were needed. Garrus pulled her up into his arms and with a few short steps he tossed her on the bed. In a matter of seconds he was out of his armor and on her. His predatory look aroused her.

"You are so bad, Shepard. Such a damn tease."

"So teach me a lesson, apex predator." Oh, and he did. In great manner. Fast and rough, slow and sensitive. He took her on the bed, table, against the wall, from the front and from the back. When they finished it was already round five. Or maybe six. She lost count. "Jesus motherfucking Christ, Garrus." Jane said after she took control of her brain again. His hand looped around her, pulling her against him.

"It's your fault. My primal instincts just kicked in… I don't like some other guy playing with my girlfriend. I'm a territorial guy." She stiffened. He said girlfriend, right? He felt her tense. "Something wrong?"

"You… said that… I'm your girlfriend?" He nuzzled her head, while stroking her thighs.

"You're not? Shouldn't I call you that?"

"No. By all means call me that, please! We just didn't… talk about what's between us." She draped her leg around his. He was so warm, so nice to lay on. Maybe a bit hard but she didn't really like soft things. Military life didn't provide many soft spaces to rest on. "So you are my space boyfriend."

"Space lizard… space lobster… space dragon… space boyfriend." He mocked her. She giggled. Coming up with strange names for him or for Tali… or Liara, occasionally for Wrex too, was a hobby. "I said it once. There is no one I respect more in this screwed up galaxy… or trust more. You are my best friend, Jane. And true match for me. I can't imagine my life without you. Especially flushed against my body like now. With bite and claw marks." He regarded her body, every scratch or teeth mark he gave to her.

"You pervy turian." Shepard joked and then looked at him serious. "I feel exactly the same. Of all the people, you didn't judge me when I returned from the dead. You just came with me for another ride to hell and was happy about it. You always drop everything and go with me wherever I go. That's what I call home. You are my home. Even the Normandy doesn't feel the same without you."

"You are my home as well, Jane. Wherever you lead I'll follow." The woman smiled widely at him and kissed his nose. "Spirits, Shepard. I can bet my whole advisors salary that tomorrow Victus will drop dead…"

"Why?"

"Because tomorrow both you and me will just smell like turian-human sex. I can smell it on you so much." Shepard's regarded him with a gape, not understanding. "You see, turians emit pheromones to mark their sex partners. You can't wash it. It will just fade away after a few days. Or not if we insist on our catching up even more… Anyway, for us it's normal that a partner smells like that, no one makes a fuss about it. But here… this will be awkward."

"Vakarian… if you think that I give a flying fuck about what everyone thinks about us, you are seriously mistaken. I don't. I do my job right. What I do and with whom in my free time is no one's business. And if I want to be fucked by my turian boyfriend that's my choice." She really didn't care. Specie differences be damned. The opinion of strangers wasn't her concern. "It's not like we could keep it a secret earlier. I heard Joker was making wagers about when we would jump on each other on the SR-1. And he kept on it on the SR-2. I won by the way... me and Tali, she placed a bet for us. Kenneth lost a lot of credits."

"You are evil woman." Garrus pulled her up and laid her on his chest, they were facing each other, regarding in care. "Glad to hear that, Jane. I don't care about other's opinions as well. I just care about you." She smiled at him then laid her head on his chest. His strong heartbeat made her feel at peace. Jane longed for this for so long and at last she got what she wished for. Home. Here, in hard, plated form. Strong and safe. Shepard could take care of herself, of course but everyone needs someone else to lean on when times were dire. No one could imagine more dire times now. Something started to ping. She squirmed in Garrus' arms, but he held her firmly. Jane couldn't do anything. Still trying to search for the pinging sound, she felt movement behind her head. His strong, hoarse voice. "Wake up, Jane."

oOo

Shepard opened her eyes. I dreamed it… Jeez… okay… She looked around. Hearing turned out the pinging sounds were real. She opened her omni-tool and screamed in happiness. She had programmed her tool to inform her when her messages to Garrus would reach him. Now she was spammed by notifications. Jane felt dizzy. She didn't know that that was because her heart rate and blood pressure raised in agitation. She didn't know either that Dr. Shakria was running to her. The turian doctor programmed her omni-tool to be informed when anything odd was happening to Shepard's vitals. Jane couldn't know that Primarch Victus got notifications from the Normandy as well. So when both Shakria and Victus literally rammed into her room, she was puzzled. "What's with the two of you?" She asked, brow raised up.

"Commander. Your blood pressure… your heart rate!" The turian female gasped from running. Her subharmonics trilled in terror. She moved to the human female to check on her. "Spirits, please don't do that Commander. I almost killed myself while running to you."

"I'm fi-"

"Don't even start, Commander." The doctor growled. Scrolling through the results of her scans. "I don't want to scold you, but you need to remain calm. Raised blood pressure may prove fatal for your baby. Both turian and human pregnant females need to keep their blood pressure stable… or else they have to lie down the whole pregnancy or there will be risk of miscarriage." Shepard swallowed heavily. Her eyes wide in fear. She didn't want to harm David in any way. He was already so important to her. She didn't know that she could love him so much, even though he was still in her womb.

"I… I didn't know… I'm sorry…"

"You don't have to apologize, Commander. I'll give you meds for stabilizing blood pressure. It's still to high." Shakria gave Shepard two pills and then turned to the Primarch, who was waiting next to the doors, too terrified to move. They could hear only a confused trill from his chest. "Errr… Primarch?" Shakria hummed to him, trying to calm him down.

"Spirits… Shepard… I wanted to bring you good news but after what I saw here… I think my heart stopped. When I saw Shakira and hear her panicked trill… I didn't know what happened…" He sat heavily on the chair next to the desk with the private terminal.

"I know already that the Normandy was found, Adrien. I was flooded with notifications. And…" She wanted to reassure Victus that everything was fine but then her omni-tool pinged. Live-chat? She gasped when she saw who was writing to her. She screamed in joy for a second time. Kasumi came to her room, startled but Shepard didn't notice her friend or anybody anymore. Writing and looking at the holoscreen of her omni-tool.

[G: Shepard? ]

She felt like the world gained it's colours again. Good that the meds started to work or Doc would just ban her from using her omni-tool. After a moment of chatting with Garrus she looked around to see two turians and one human watching her. "It's Garrus, people! He's all right. I'm so happy."

"That's good that your bondmate is fine, Commander." Doctor Shakria started. "But please try to rest. And don't get too agitated. That's an order."

"Yes, ma'am." Shepard replied amused. "I'll be a good patient. Now, please excuse me, I would like to be left alone. Kas, we will talk tomorrow, 'kay?"

"We will. Good night." Kasumi waved to her and left. Both turians also bid her goodnight and left Shepard to talk with Garrus. Meanwhile Jane got another two chats. From Liara and Tali. She finished them fast though, wanting to focus on Garrus. To her discontent, the meds that she got made her sleepy too fast. Jane ordered Vakarian to write to his family and went to sleep. Just after she woke up she opened her omni-tool and opened a chat with him again.

[S: Wakey, wakey, sleepyhead!

G: I'm not sleeping.

S: I just got up. Sorry I ended our chat so fast yesterday. After those meds I got sleepy.

G: What meds, Shepard? Is everything fine?

S: Yeah, nothing to worry. Doctor Shakria is keeping eye on me… I just got too happy about getting in touch with you.

G: Happy? Like getting a heart attack or something? Who's Doctor Shakria?

S: Something like that. Dr. Arteria Shakria from the turian fleet. She's really nice. I like her. Maybe not the mother-figure like Dr. Chakwas but still a good woman. Good turian.

G: Good. I was starting to fear that you'd get a bad impression about turians because of me.

S: You are the exception to the rule, Vakarian. One of a kind for a one-turian kind of woman.

G: Jane, you almost made me blush.

S: I'm getting damn close but still not there.

G: Maybe someday…

S: You ass.

G: Sexy ass.

S: Just from the memory of it, I'm getting wet.

G: Want to sex-chat, Shepard?

S: Only if it will work for you. ]

Jane heard a faint pinging at the door, she unlocked it and Dr. Ionnas Solus came in. "Good morning, Commander, I heard that Dr. Arteria had some problems with you yesterday." Again she thanked God that the salarian wasn't talking as fast and chaotic as Mordin.

"Good morning. Yeah… I just got too happy about my bondmate receiving my messages." Solus nodded and proceeded to scan her body. "Is everything fine? How is my baby?"

"Everything is good. Just look here." His omni tool holo screen showed the fetus inside her womb. As always she couldn't believe it. It was the 11th week already. Small legs and arms were visible. A few days prior both doctors explained about the anatomy of her baby. It was really a hybrid, but a lot of features were turian rather than human. Dr. Solus stated that it may be because in some ways turian genes are superior to humans. Anyway, her baby would have turian spurs, a cowl and fringe. There were mandibles as well but Dr. Shakria said that his face and mandibles were developing in a changed form. She didn't know yet how they would look. It's… no… his, because he really was male, like Shepard wanted. His features were estimated as 70% turian already. She was regarding the screen and her son with so much love in her eyes. Warm feelings in her chest. That's my boy. Little Vakarian. Jane still hesitated about what to do. She was past her first trimester but still didn't want to share the news with Garrus. Maybe she was scared, maybe she didn't want to jinx anything. And how to start such a conversation? What if he would got mad for not asking him for his opinion first? For hiding such an important thing as Solus' therapy? She was reluctant to say anything. "I'll give you mild meds for heart rate, blood pressure. They will keep you calm but not sleepy. You will take them for two weeks at least. Please rest for today, Commander. I'll order something light for you to eat. Have a good day."

"Thank you, doc. Goodbye." She escorted the salarian with her gaze till he disappeared through the doors. Then she turned to her omni-tool. It was pinging again. Jane opened her chat with Garrus to see him spamming her with alarmed messages.

[G: Jane?

G: What's wrong?

G: Jane answer me.

G: You're online, why you won't write anything?

G: Have I wrote something stupid? If so then I'm sorry. Whatever that is.

G: Hey, Jane, please. Don't do that to me. ]

Shepard giggled. That was the Garrus she knew too damn well. She didn't want to keep him stressed anymore.

[S: Sorry, big guy. Dr. Solus came to check on me.

G: Dr. Solus? Like Mordin Solus? And why do you have two doctors with you?

G: You keep something from me, aren't you?

S: No. It's all right. And yes, he's Mordin's nephew. Anyway… I have two docs because I earned it!

G: Why do I have this feeling you're not telling me something really important?

S: Because you are one stressed turian. Maybe blowing off steam would help?

G: Hey, don't change the subject!

S: Honey, please… I told you: everything is fine. I'm still recovering. And Hackett insisted on two doctors. I didn't asked for this…

G: I can imagine that. You were always complaining when Dr. Chakwas wanted to patch you up after missions...

S: Yup… So what about blowing off steam?

G: You are such a perv, Shepard.

S: You know me. My top priority is to get to your pants.

G: I don't wear pants now… I'm alone in our cabin.

S: Mmm… Photo or it didn't happen!

G: Not a damn chance.

S: Oh, Garrus… I need you here so fucking much… There are turians here that remind me of you…

G: Jane!

S: Gar-bear, there is only one Garrus Vakarian. And he's on the Normandy, not the Hashir. To my discontent.

G: That's better.

S: You are my bondmate. You made this turian voo-doo on me. I don't see any other men anymore.

G: What's voo-doo?

S: Remember that one human movie with this guy, he was making those rituals with puppets and stuff? That's voo-doo.

G: Oh. I remember now. But I didn't use puppets…

S: There are other spells in voo-doo, I think… I don't know. Call it turian magic instead. Anyway, I'm bonded to you. It changed me. If Mordin were alive he would do full scale research on us. Alongwith with dissection.

G: Spirits…

S: By the way… When you will reach broadened comm range?

G: Wait. I'll ask EDI.

S: Say "Hi" to her from me.

G: She's saying "Hi, Shepard." and we will reach it late at night.

S: Booo… I don't think we will be able to talk today. Docs are supervising me because of yesterday's incident.

G: Okay. Better that way. I'm worried here, love.

S: Don't be.

G: Can't help it, it's a turian thing. We go full crazy without our mates. That's why bonded stay close.

S: What? Why haven't you told me that earlier? What if I didn't make it?

G: I... I wouldn't be myself ever again. I would be just an empty shell like last time. ]

Jane sighed, her eyes instantly full of tears. Images of Garrus at her funeral flashed in her head. She promised herself she wouldn't do that to him ever again. I should have read about turian bonding... damned me and my lack of brains. At that time she was just plainly happy to agree to bonding. She just didn't know the consequences. Shepard also felt she wasn't sane without him.

[G: Don't blame yourself. I know you do. Bonding with you was the best thing I did in my entire life. I think I already bonded with you on some level on the SR-1. So… that's why. My reactions are justified.

S: I don't want you to lose it if… something happened to me. Like that time.

G: Now I really think you're not telling me something important. What is it? You have one year to live?

S: No.

G: Half year?

S: Idiot.

S: I have a whole life to live. With my present life expectancy… it's about 120 years. You ready for that?

G: Definitely.

G: But stop being creepy.

G: And try not to slurp… it's distracting. Especially when I try to work and you sit just next to me… with coffee… and make those sounds.

S: It's hot. When it's hot it's normal for humans to slurp… you're making fun of me.

G: Of course.

S: Why I even hang with you is beyond me.

G: Should I give you reasons in alphabetical or in importance order?

S: Wait. AFK. Breakfast.

G: Okay. I'll go to eat something as well. Ping me when you finish. ]

Jane unlocked her doors and saw Mackrix a with tray in his hand. She smiled widely at the cook. The smell of food made her mouth water. "What's for breakfast today my good sir?"

"Something light, Commander. I made you scrambled eggs, two pieces of toast and fruits for dessert. The Primarch ordered fine quality tea. It's called Earl Grey I think. I hope you like it. Cooking human food is really fun. It's similar to asari but on the other hand so different." She liked the turian cook. He was really passionate about his job. She also heard he was a hell of a soldier. Jane was inspired by such people.

"God… Officer… this is… I'm in heaven." She said, digging in another bite of eggs.

"I consider it my greatest accomplishment. Making the Hero of the Galaxy and Saviour of the Citadel feel bliss because of my food… I'm honoured." He dipped his head and waved her goodbye. "Have a good meal, Commander. I'll take the tray when I come with dinner."

"See you later, Chef." For the rest of the day Shepard spent time chatting with Garrus. Occasionally she wrote with Liara, Tali or Joker. She also answered messages from the rest of her crew. She waited eagerly for the next day to talk with Garrus face to face. Jane was only concerned about her abdomen, already curved with her pregnancy. I better lay on bed. I'll tell him that the docs ordered me to rest because I'm too excited these days.