Chapter 11! Yay :D I had to say this one was fun to write. It's shorter a bit though. Sorry. I hope you will enjoy this one as well. If you have enjoyed other ones as well of course, hurr. Thanks for Razzberry31 for correcting and great support, you're da MVP here!

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Garrus was watching his bondmate while she drifted to sleep. His little squishy human. Naturally, at this point he didn't care what species she was. He also dismissed the idea of being a xenophile long ago, as no other human female was like Jane, affected him like Jane. He moved his hand onto her pregnant stomach, covering it protectively yet with care, so his talons wouldn't even touch her delicate human skin. Spirits, she's human. Race of weak and screaming savages, so they taught us in a boot camp. Yet she's the strongest woman in the galaxy. All mine. And pregnant with my son. Garrus froze for a second. Son. I'll be father. He could feel something start to change in him. Like his mind started to shift. The only thing he could think of was to protect his mate and offspring. Even if that meant protecting them from himself. But there was also the thought of becoming something more than mates, being bonded to each other was something more than just a mark. Getting married, change this silly Shepard to Vakarian, settle down somewhere. Where she would like to live? The Citadel? Earth? Palaven? He opted for Palaven, but they always decided together. Of course Garrus sometimes let Shepard decide or agreed to do things her way. On the other hand she agreed with him or let him take control. He even thought she liked him to be in charge, taking this burden off her. Yes, being in command was a burden. It's no walk in the park. It's a huge responsibility. She was a born leader on the battlefield, on the Normandy, with her crew. But when she was away from all of it, in the confinement of her cabin or on shore leave, she wasn't Commander Shepard. She was his Jane, a person like any other. With her fears, quirks and everything else that made her just Jane Shepard. Garrus regarded her sleeping face. Tired from fighting, scarred, marked with cybernetics. Her red hair now short. The woman's gracious neck, collarbone and arms. Her chest moving up and down, slowly, with each calm breath. Vakarian could remember her uneven breath while she was having nightmares. He always soothed her night terrors with a song of his subharmonics. That always made her sleep calmly again. Garrus' thoughts focused on Shepard's curved abdomen. The hologram of his son flashed in his mind. The little one's turian body. Almost turian, with an almost human face. He's a turian-human hybrid after all. Will that cause him problems? Being different isn't a good thing after all. He shook his head, dismissing the idea. What the hell am I even thinking. The son of Jane Shepard and Garrus Vakarian. I bet he will be more badass than me or her. Garrus grinned to himself. He dozed off soon, her steady breath was the best lullaby for him.

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Garrus woke up startled in the morning. It was 10am Palaven time. Spirits, when have I slept for so long before? Not woken up by Shepard or the clock's alarm? Or EDI… Giggles snapped him back to reality. Jane was watching him and laughing. "At ease, soldier. We're on a vacation. A well-earned one."

"The idea of a vacation is foreign to me. I need to practice a bit… maybe some goofing-off with my woman would be a good start." He nuzzled her neck, inhaling her sweet scent. "Mmm."

"Sniffing me again. You are sooo gross." She laughed, his breath tickled her skin. Garrus' hand trailed the shape of her breast, he looked down, interested.

"They got... bigger?" He squeezed them with each hand, testing, calculating. "Yeah. Definitely bigger." His head moved lower, sniffing. "And the smell is different. There is still your scent, but there is also a different one. Sweet one."

"For fuck sake, space lizard. Can you stop it already?" Jane moaned. She started to stroke his fringe then moved to the soft skin beneath it, scratching it lightly. "Wanna use your reach, maybe? Let's see if it's still set high." Vakarian pulled his head from her.

"You know I'd love to... but I don't know if we... should." He pointed at her pregnant stomach. "We have extra passenger down here. I don't want to hurt both of you."

"Sweety, stop the bullshit. Of course we can't go rough. We can... make love. I already asked doc about it." Shepard moved closer and wrapped her legs around his waist. The turian growled, his waist was really sensitive, and he loved when her legs were placed around it. Generally the waist for turians was an important erogenous zone on their body, with its sensitive skin and the side of pelvic bone. "I missed you. Now that I have you here, I need you so much." With the green light, Garrus could start to kiss her, lick her, touch her. Still there was worry in the back of his head, though. Some of his protective instinct, was now multiplied by Jane's condition, made him extra careful. He lightly stroked her, touching with care and attention. Shepard in turn trailed the skin between his plates with her dexterous, little fingers, driving him insane. She could tell he wanted her just from his moans and hums. Vakarian's subharmonics told her everything she wanted to know. No words were needed. Of course there was also the more visible aspect as his groin plates shifted and his cock was already outside, hard and ready to mate.

"Spirits, woman, I can't live without you. No Vakarian without Shepard." Jane smiled, trailing kisses on his neck, biting it on his bondmark.

"No Shepard without Vakarian. We are one, Garrus." The last words, his name, she whispered to his ear. She tugged his pants, trying to get them off. He stood up and did it by himself. "Mmm, that view is all I need right now." She slid from the bed and let him take her tank top and sleeping pants off. His body almost against hers, his plates might be rough and rock solid, but he was so warm. She could sense his warmth even when not touching. A three-fingered hand roamed her naked frame. Fingers carefully trailing every curve of soft skin, stopping at her most sensitive spots. He drowned in the sight of Jane, standing here, naked, just for him. Shepard knew she could trust him with her life. His hands cupped her breasts, his special attention on her brown nipples, just like coffee she loved to sip and distract him with occasional slurps. Then he stroked her sides, coming closer, his arms around her waist, stroking her buttocks, those two cushions that were so nice to squeeze or slap, when they were in the mood for those kind of games. Vakarian lifted her and laid her gently on bed again. He wanted to taste her again, taste more of her than just kissing or licking the woman's neck. And he tasted her, licked every inch of this wonderful body, inhaling her now different smell, but still so nice, so hers, that made him drown with lust. He licked lower and lower till he was where he wanted to be, between her thighs, drinking her, making her squirm from pleasure, moaning his name like a prayer. His tongue was circling and massaging her clit or entering her so wet, so sweet core till she couldn't take it. Till she couldn't gasp, not even trying to say anything coherent anymore. Garrus usually tortured her with his tongue while she was on her high, extending her orgasm, but not this time. He moved away, watching her blissful face as she descended from her climax. The sight for noone else. Just him. Jane's breath evened after a while, she opened her arms in invitation which he eagerly wanted to accept when Shepard's omni-tool pinged with an incoming call. Shepard frowned, looking angrily at her wrist. "The fuck? Councilors are calling." She looked at him. Then she opened her tool as she wanted to turn off the device, Garrus stopped her.

"Don't. Pick it up. We have time." He stood up and gave her, her tank top. "But put this on first." Jane snorted, yet she regarded him with question. "As the only voice of reason in this room, I need to remind you that... they are your bosses."

"No shit, Sherlock." She growled while putting on her tank top. "Okay. I'll talk to them. Lay down." Jane pulled Garrus to sit on the bed, he leaned on the backrest. She opened the vid-comm with the Councilors. The asari councilor, Tevos showed on holo-screen. "Councilor Tevos, my favourite asari ever." Jane said with a mischievous smile, irony in her voice. She moved to Garrus, on top of him and coaxed his cock with her other hand. He couldn't say anything but the panic rose in his chest.

"Shepard. We need to talk." To Garrus' shock and disbelief she lowered herself on him, his tip entering her.

"Oh really? I'm sorry, councilor, I'm in the middle of… some calibrations." Jane looked into his eyes. Spirits, payback is a bitch, isn't it? She wiggled her ass on the turian's dick, pushing it in further, adjusting to have him in the best way. "Bye!" Jane closed the connection and lowered herself to his hilt, Garrus' cock fully sheathed inside. "That was fun, you were right to pick up her call." Garrus growled, he didn't know if he should fuck her first or scold her. Yet he was sure some punishment was in order. He grabbed her waist firmly and locked her on him, she tried to squirm, to move on his cock but her efforts were futile. "Hey!"

"Jane." His low rumble made her still. "You…" Garrus lifted her up by an inch. She moaned, but he stopped and held her. "Damn, teasing minx. Will I ever get you to behave?" Again he lifted her.

"Fuck, Gar-bear…" Jane tried desperately to move, to ease her tension but his grasp was to strong. "She deserved it!" The woman almost cried, she felt his hard dick inside her, touching her sensitive spots.

"Jane…" Garrus' growls send jolts to her sex through his shaft. She couldn't stop the helpless tears.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! I'll apologise to her, I swear! Just please… I beg you…" He was contented with her reply, not prolonging this small torture of his. He started to move her up and down on him, feeling her wetness and warmness was already too much to handle. Yet he was pleasantly surprised he was withstanded this long. He gained control over himself after this long time being without Shepard. They boosted their pace, looking at each other, feeling each other, drowning in pleasure and feelings. "Garrus… Christ, Garrus…" He was almost there but didn't want to finish so fast. Vakarian moved his hand to support her back while he laid her on the bed. "You read my mind, you damn turian genius." She grinned to him, hands stroking his mandibles.

"I just think about your comfort." Garrus took one of her leg and placed it over his arm, gaining even more access to her core. "Like this?" His talon ran up her thigh slowly going up the toned, olive skin.

"Yep, that's good… But don't bend it too much… and move that scaly ass." He smiled at her, mandibles flaring in amusement. Garrus rocked into her, feeling himself close again. She was close too, her muscles constricted around him, milking his cock. "Garrus, yes! Faster!" He responded in kind, his pace faster than before, his rocking lost the rhythm, became more frantic. They orgasmed together, moaning each others names. Jane grabbed him and pulled him to her, hugging him. "God, Garrus, I thought I wouldn't ever see you again. I thought we would never be together again. I was so scared." He stiffened, he knew the feeling. He knew it too well. Vakarian shifted them, lying on his side, stroking her hair while she desperately clung to him.

"Hush. I know. I'm here. And always will be." They lay on the bed, embracing, not daring to say a word. That moment, there was only the two of them in the whole galaxy. No world outside, no problems, nothing. Just this one turian, just this one human. And their unborn baby that started to move again when his father purred in the bliss of the moment.

"Your son woke up, hun." He could sense those twitches inside her belly. A new life that they brought to the world, waiting patiently till it was time to come out.

"Spirits, Jane. Everything happened so fast. I still can't believe it. I fear it's a dream and I will wake up on the Normandy without you." Shepard moved back to look at him, a warm smile, he cherished so much, splayed on her face.

"I doubt you would dream about something like that... Calibrating on the other hand, that's far more possible." She mocked. Garrus laughed and placed his forehead on hers.

"You tease. Let's get you some breakfast and call Tevos back." She smiled at him, he could tell by her eyes shining brightly every time she did.

"Give me a moment. We're on a vacation, I want to laze about and do shit for the next few months."

"Okay. But you will call her anyway. Today." The woman pouted, displeased at how things turned. She couldn't just dismiss the issue now, when Garrus was around. If Tevos called a few days earlier Shepard would have just dropped the connection or would have answered it just to disconnect. Like she used to. But now she had to talk to the Council. Which was just a pain in the ass, nothing else. "And you will at least try to act decent."

"Okay. But I'll make them nominate you a Specter." Garrus sent her a blank expression. It wasn't like he didn't want it. He did. But knowing Shepard, making them do anything involved swearing, blackmailing and a big ass amount of threats. Of course they could just get lucky and the Council would agree. Doubtful, but there was always the possibility.

"You don't have to."

"I want to. You and me, Council Specters roaming the galaxy and kicking ass with your style and my guts. It would be fucking great." Shepard kissed his nose. Her smile and bright eyes said to him that she was already daydreaming about this kind of future. "Come on, sweet boy, let's get up. I want to eat something. I'll cook for you, Mackrix taught me." Garrus growled at her mentioning another turian. "You jelly again? So sweet."

"Can't help it, it's a turian thing. I don't want any other turians around you." Shepard laughed while she scrambled out of the bed. She went to get fresh clothes so Garrus could watch her slender back, round ass and lean legs, all nicely shaped. Her tanned skin still a bit glossy from their previous activity.

"He's bonded, you know? To an asari that was born here on Palaven. As for the cooking lessons, your sister also taught me some recipes. Ugh, I need a shower." She picked up all her clothing and turned to see Garrus still laying on the bed. "Get up you lazy turian ass, lets shower together. There is a limitation on water so its better if we go in together." Garrus couldn't stop his lustful growl. "No, no, no. We can't bang each other too much or doc will forbid it. Come on, here's your clothes." Shepard tossed his black civvies on his face. After a while they were all clean and clothed. Solana and Akteon were already in the kitchen. The turian female jumped to Shepard in an instant.

"Good morning, Jane. How are you? Feeling alright?" Shepard nodded enthusiastically, patting Solana on the arm. Both women started to prepare breakfast. That was their routine, preparing meals and chatting. Jane felt at home surrounded by her new family. She wondered that, if her parents had lived, would she have had such a breakfast. All in all, she was a rebel teenager when Mindoir was attacked, while she just ran from the house after a big fight with her mom and dad. When she went back they were dead, and some butt-brained batarian slaver wanted to catch her. She was just lucky that an Alliance patrol came in time. She wasn't a good child. Always getting into some kind of trouble. Always with black eyes, skinned knees, and a bad attitude. Truth be told, those troubles stick with her always. Even now. That memorable person, that straightened her attitude a bit was Captain David Anderson. Because of him she enrolled in the Alliance Navy, stuck to it and passed the N7 program. He was like a father then, changing to her friend much later. With him, even as a superior in the military, she felt like his family. But he was dead, her only family were those three turians and the Normandy crew. Friends that would always support her. With Ashley as the exception, but the woman got her shit together somehow. With that Shepard smiled to herself, while mixing a dextro salad for the turians. She would see Ash and the rest soon. After breakfast she went with Garrus to their room and called Councilor Tevos, rerouting the display to the larger holo-screen. They didn't have to wait long for the vid-comm to connect.

"Specter Shepard." The asari's face showed up on the screen. It was clearly visible that she was angry over their earlier talk. A deep frown on her forehead was the best indication. Seconds later the image broadened and the turian councilor, Sparatus, also appeared.

"Councilor Tevos. Councilor Sparatus."

"Shepard." The turian dipped his head slightly."We've heard you are on Palaven. How are you?" Jane regarded them for a moment, wondering if they knew already about her pregnancy. I bet they got my hospital records, bastards. No sense in hiding anything. Jane faked a smile, nodding.

"Everything is fine, Councilor, just need a proper rest. In my condition I have to take care of myself. Garrus Vakarian's family is very supportive of the matter. Yesterday the Normandy reached Palaven so I have my bondmate here with me." The turian hummed in approval. As far as Jane could tell, she was good with her answer. Tevos on the other hand showed symptoms of nervousness. Oh, the asari is angry about me being with child, huh? No wonder, she's in her matriarchal age and hasn't found a good enough lay to produce the next asari. Oh poor Tevos, how I don't give a single flying fuck about you. You can't even imagine. "As you already know, I will need a break now. And some maternity leave too." The turian hadn't shown any surprise so far, which proved Shepard was right. They did know already. Before Sparatus could reply, Tevos started her rant.

"Shepard, what you did was unethical and dangerous. I demand you terminate this pregnancy as soon as possible. This is outrageous!" Tevos was huffing in anger, her nails clawing the skin on her folded arms. Shepard regarded her with both shock and disbelief, but soon her eye started to twitch angrily. Garrus knew that twitch, he knew what would happened after. Spirits, they are utter morons. Shepard was right about them. He leaned on the wall, folding his arms and waited for the imminent doom. First, Jane started to laugh, maniacally. First step, now she will stop. So she did, regarding Tevos with disgust.

"You gotta be kidding me, bitch. You asari think that your cunts are special? Oh, I'm sorry, brains. Because you meld or whatever it's called. You can shove that order so far up your ass that it will come out of your filthy trap, you motherfucking slut. God, why I even bother?" Sparatus' mandibles twitched nervously. His gaze slid from the asari to Shepard and back.

"Um, Councilor, I don't think it's necessary…"

"Councilor Sparatus, please. This is a clear violation of all rules and regulations and…" Shepard didn't want to let the asari continue her rant, interrupting her mid sentence.

"As far as I know I haven't violate any. Professor Mordin Solus came up with this therapy for dextro/levo couples and it was, according to all laws and regulations, a valid therapy. You asari want to breed with any race and keep that privilege to yourself. But I'll tell you what, Tevos, you won't have the monopoly for having children with whomever you want. And if you want to piss me off, I can send this footage of our nice conversation to every fucking news station galaxy-wide." Tevos wanted to say something but Jane didn't let her, continuing. "I'm going to give everyone the possibility to have their own, uhm, hybrid offsprings. From what Solus explained to me before he died, and I won't even mention that his death was for the krogans to cure the Genophage, that therapy is for all dextro and levo species. He worked according to all laws, regulations and whatever other shit you tossed in. Not only will humans and turians be able to breed, but also quarians and every other race. Councilor Sparatus, do you have anything to say about the matter?"

"Not really, Specter. We called you to talk of different things. Without any data I can't state my opinion." Shepard clasped her hands, then pointed at the turian.

"Look, Tevos, at least Councilor Sparatus' got his crap together. After all of these years I thought all of you were complete and utter retards. Faith in the galaxy restored." Garrus couldn't contain his snort any longer. Jane turned to him and smirked. "By the way, because I saved the whole fucking galaxy from the Reapers, I have one request and then you can fuck off, because I need a vacation, rest and then some time to give birth and raise my child." Because Tevos was in some kind of trauma, only huffing and growling, Sparatus lead the conversation on.

"And that is?"

"I want my bondmate and future husband, Officer Garrus Vakarian, to be nominated for Specter status immediately. I don't think you need his resume or anything. He already did so much he should be nominated king of fucking everything. " The turian councilor didn't need any proof, he just nodded. Nominating another turian Specter was a piece of cake for him. He still needed some kind of confirmation from the asari. She only nodded, still eyeing Shepard with an angry scowl.

"Of course, Specter. I hereby nominate Garrus Vakarian a council Specter. Is he present?" Garrus took a few steps to be in camera range. "Ah, Vakarian, good to see you."

"Likewise, Councilor." Garrus dipped his head.

"We'll skip the ceremonial part, shall we? And your specter status will be sent in a week or so. Our people are working on restoring and bringing our whole database online, you will need to wait. As for both of you, please enjoy your vacation, you earned it. Also, our sincere thanks are in order. You and your whole crew managed to end the war and restore peace not only by destroying the Reapers but also curing the Krogans and brokering peace between the Geth and Quarians." Shepard rolled her eyes. Thanks from the Council was last on her gift list.

"Yeah, pity you weren't really helpful until hell showed up at your doors. And I was the one taking care of it. I hope you learned something. I reeeaaally do." Sparatus wasn't even bothered being offended by her words. He knew Shepards' way of interacting with them far too well. "At least you got better at the end."

"I'm really sorry about that, Commander." Jane waved her hand dismissively, as she didn't want their apology. No sense in being apologised to by them, as she just didn't care at this point. "And about the matter we called. We want your opinion about…"

"Oh! That's fucking great. Now you want my opinion?"

"About nominating a human councilor."

"Listen, Councilor, I don't give a fuck about who will be nominated. It's the Alliance's problem, not mine. You are closer to Earth than I am so go and ask like normal, sane people do." Tevos only snorted, she was too angry to even comment on Shepard any more.

"We thought you may be…"

"ME?! God, you are brain damaged beyond repair." Shepard smacked her forehead, dealing with those two was just too much for her at this time. She only hoped Shakria won't burst into the apartment screaming at her for being a child. "I don't want to want to deal with your kind any more now than when you gave me the job. Political bullshit is the worst kind of bullshit I'm allergic to."

"If that's your answer, we will ask the Alliance."

"Yes you do that." Shepard shifted from one leg to another, she was already tired from standing and listening to the Council. "If that's all, I want to finish our nice talk. I'm too tired for this."

"Fine, Shepard, please rest and have a good day. Good bye." Sparatus dipped his head toward both Garrus and Jane then closed the connection before Tevos could say anything more. The woman turned toward Vakarian, a grimace on her face. Garrus could bet everything, that she had had a hard time believing any of the conversation just now.

"Oh, oh… That is not okay! You believe it?!" And he was right. "And Tevos?! That bitch. Gosh, I should have nuked Thessia when I had the chance. Damned Asari with their superiority issues! They have kept prothean artifacts for themselves, they think they can control everything! They want to…" Jane would rant about Asari for hours, but Garrus had to stop her before the doc showed up and put her on bed rest til the end of her pregnancy. He just hugged her firmly and soothed her with a hum.

"Shhh… shut up idiot, or you won't go to the Normandy." Jane clung to the turian, desperately trying to stop herself shivering from anger. She had to steady her breath and calm down quickly or he would be right about Shakira. "But I wonder… you could be councilor, Jane, that would be awesome."

"When I asked you about being Primarch you dismissed the idea. Now you telling me to join the Council? And what I would do there? Hmmm?" Garrus just shrugged, knowing that it was just impossible for Jane after all. "I would shoot their asses off."

"You're right. You can't be involved in politics… it would cause another galactic war. And that would be most the positive outcome." Shepard laughed for a second. He knew her too well, he knew she was still furious and shaken by Tevos' rant.

"Garrus… she wanted me to… no, I don't want to even think about it. I hope Sparatus will do something about her." Jane moved back, exhaling deeply. "Good you're with me, love, or I would have had a hard time coping with all this crap. "

"Don't think about it Jane. Let's go to the Normandy and have a big-ass party."

"We already prepared everything with Kas, you know? Let me check." Jane sent a message to Kasumi and soon the confirmation came. "Yeah, we're good. We can go. Just grab your dad and your sister."

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Joker was sitting in his pilot seat, waiting for his captain, for Shepard. She was a friend, one of the few he had. People were always coming in and out of his life, but somehow he knew that, that woman was different. That woman and the Normandy were the only solid things in his life. And EDI of course, with her metal body. He knew there was no chance of leaving either of them, he belonged to that ship, to that crew. Jeff remembered the time when they lost the SR1. That was the worst days, weeks, months of his entire life. Shepard died for him. He would give everything to die instead for her. Joker hadn't said to anyone, but he heard Shepard dying. He was the sole witness of that, hearing her screams when she suffocated, her sobs, her pain. Sitting by himself in the last rescue pod. Her helpless "Garrus" just moments before she went silent. He couldn't look in the mirror after that. Looking at his miserable excuse for a face. And there was the face of a devastated Garrus, the whole crew, flashed in his mind. But especially that one turian. The pilot knew Vakarian and Shepard were an inseparable force. He saw how she felt lonely without him, when he went for his Specter training, then when she was resurrected and couldn't find him. How she feared for her Garrus when he was somewhere on Palaven. Joker was good at reading people, knowing their feelings. He knew damn well that those two had a thing for each other from the start. The way Shepard looked at the turian, interacted with him. Simply speaking, they were destined for each other. Joker might be a good friend of Shepard's but she had one best friend, and that was Garrus Vakarian. But he felt good being just a friend, a crew member, her family. He felt she treated the Normandy's crew as the family she lost long ago. I wasn't on good terms with my parents. For me, you people are like family. You are like a brother to me, Joker. She said once, while making her rounds to check on the crew, stopping for a longer talk with the pilot. He felt the same, almost. Still knowing that she was also his CO after all. Leaving her on the Citadel was heartbreaking. He wanted to rescue her, but he couldn't. Orders are orders, and Joker couldn't risk so many lives aboard the ship. That's why he miscalculated the route. That's why they ended up on Cyone instead of the rendezvous point sent by Hackett. Later he also felt devastated about EDI. Joker turned to look at the AI. She was sitting on the co-pilot seat, checking the Normandy's status again. "You know, beautiful, she won't even bother to check that."

"I know, Jeff. Just a habit."

"Since when you have developed habits?" He mocked her. Joker was aware that since he unshackled her and since she talked to Shepard about humans, their reason they do various things and about their feelings, she became more… human, I suppose? She had even developed an interest in kissing and hugging. I wonder if she feels it… I'm afraid to ask. Anyway, EDI didn't reply to his question, just smiled, still typing on her holo-screen. "When will they be here?" Joker asked, staring impatiently at the airlock.

"Garrus sent me a message 5 minutes ago. They should arrive in 23 minutes and 20 seconds. Traffic jam not applied, as there's none."

"Yeah, don't have to tell me. I saw what it looks like. Compared to the photos I saw before the war... It's the same on Earth I bet…" He didn't want to think about the estimated number of dead in the whole Galaxy. He was too good with math to do it now. He knew too well that the ratio was too high to be able to sleep at night without nightmares. Hell, he still had nightmares. Thankfully the whole crew was very supportive toward each other, they had kept each other sane since the SR1. Shepard's work. She had this thing, this important thing, that inspired people, made them better, made them care for each other. Look at Wrex, from a merc doing shitty jobs, to clan leader. And Jack? Working for the Alliance? Teaching biotic kids? Still cursing like hell, though. Yup, Shepard had the ability to make people better. Take Garrus for instance. When Joker thought about his first meeting with Vakarian, he was just another C-Sec Officer, blocked by red-tape, blocked by his superiors, with a giant stick up his ass. He wanted to do something, he wanted to bring justice to bad people, but he couldn't disobey orders. Commander Shepard showned him that the red-tape was just illusionary, and when you want to bring justice to idiots, you just do it. That's why she let him kill Saleon, that's why she let him kill Sidonis, that's why this guy started to beat people with that stick he pulled out of his turian ass. Joker smiled to himself. Yeah, Garrus got better. Both the pilot and turian got along better together on the SR2, Vakarian opened up to the rest of the crew, especially those Shepard was also close with. On the other hand, treating some with mistrust, like Jacob. No one liked Jacob.

"Jeff!" The man jumped on his leather pilots chair. EDI bent towards him, surprising the shit out of the him. "Jeff, I've been calling you for 3 minutes and 24 seconds now. What's wrong?"

"I was just lost in thoughts, EDI." He sighed, leaning on the backrest, watching her face above him.

"Should I offer a guidance system for you, Jeff?" The AI asked, deadpan.

"No, I… god, it's just a figure of spe-... and you're making fun of me. Wonderful." Her robotic lips turned up in a smirk. Jeff pulled her near him, kissing her. "I will punish you later for that." Joker wondered if she really felt the the way he did. Oh, hell, doesn't matter. In the end, though, if both of them felt good there was nothing to think about. "What's up?"

"Shepard and Garrus will be here in 20 seconds, Jeff." Joker felt a rush of happiness. Soon the Normandy will be whole again. His CO was back. He limped to the airlock, waiting for the doors to swoosh open. He looked toward the CIC, the whole crew was already assembled there, waiting for their beloved captain. Just seconds later the doors opened, revealing Shepard and Garrus, Primarch Victus behind them and also three turians he didn't know. To his first surprise, the Commander wasn't in any enviromental suit, she was just in her casual N7 outfit. What the…? The second surprise was… a strange bulk in… What the actual fuck?!

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Another cliff-hanger because they are so much fun :D I beg for forgiveness, I'm the worst piece of shit walking on this damned planet. Please, put me on the space ship, launch it out of Earth and toss me out of the airlock. I don't deserve anything more than that xD Javik would do that, calling me worse than a primitive I bet.

Joker POV, because why not? Solana was fun, but this one was even better.