AN: I'm on a roll, people! Please enjoy and provide feedback.
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She paced around her cabin. She probably already knows, she thought. She went to Anderson, he must have told her already. Briefly, she wondered what the gunnery chief would think of a this.
Probably that I'm crazy. She probably hates me. Shepard sighed, running a hand through her shoulder length hair. It almost felt different. It felt foreign to her. Her entire body didn't feel the same, if she were to be honest. Her skin still felt too tight, her limbs heavy, her mind jumbled and confused.
How the hell did these people even manage to bring me back? Jacob said I was dead. Dead. That's not something you can cure.
A hissing sound reached her ears, but ignored it. She knew who it was. She felt their strong aura radiating. An odd, if somewhat alluring trait.
"Planning on making a hole on the ground, Commander?" The thickly Australian accent spoke.
Shepard stopped pacing and looked up at the raven haired operative. She was certainly beautiful, her hourglass body could turn heads and make anyone drool. Her abilities were far beyond awesome, and her determination spoke volumes about her.
"Sorry, Miranda. Was there something you needed?"
"You've seemed...off since we stopped by the Citadel. I assume you spoke to Anderson?"
"I did." Shepard replied simply.
"Did he say something that you did not mention in the reports?" Miranda asked coolly.
"It's nothing that will jeopardize the mission, operative." Came the harsh reply. "If there is nothing else, the door is right behind you."
"I meant no offense, Commander. I was...simply worried. It seems I was worried for nothing though."
Shepard sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Look, I'm sorry, Miranda. I just... Don't worry about it. I just need some moments to collect myself."
Miranda nodded. "Very well." She hesitated before continuing. "I know I'm not the epitome of helpful advisor, but if you ever need to talk..."
She scratched her collarbone, a sign Shepard caught on to quite quickly. Shepard smiled though it didn't reach her eyes. "I appreciate the gesture."
"We will arrive at Omega in approximately half hour." Miranda said before she turned and left, the swish of the door signaling Shepard was alone once more.
"Guess I better get ready..."