In every fiber of her being, every nerve, every atom, she felt flame. To the tips of her fingers, the very skin under her fingernails, around the curvature of her spine, splintering the back of her neck, to the flesh on the bridge of her nose. It vibrated in her core, churned her stomach and she leaned forward to grab the can next to her.
Bile flew up her esophagus, the contents of an empty stomach burning the nerves in her teeth.
Her teeth vibrated.
She moved her thumb across the small red dotted controller in her hand, the lovely feeling of heavy-duty painkillers hitting her bloodstream with exquisite focus. She felt unbelievably alive, despite it all. She hadn't felt alive since she died two years ago.
That was the first time she felt the surge of adrenaline, the molten ash of heightened focus, and a sweet, sweet numbness that buried her senses and made her impenetrable. She had such an incredible will to just stay fucking alive.
As the numbness seized her every nerve, she realized Garrus was still with her. Her closing eyes followed the movement of his hand to her hand, wrapped around it tightly.
"I will be here when you wake up." His mouth moved, muted, but she heard his voice in her head; it was the most beautiful crescendo that flooded behind her eyes. There was a grip on her hand, beautiful and numb, and for the first time in a while, complete.
In the eye of her mind, she saw blue.
Liara.
Author's Notes: I am sorry for the short chapters. This is just revealed to me day by day my dudes.
-Ember