– 6 –
They hadn't had sex. Shepard had held her. They had fallen asleep cuddling, which had been really awkward and utterly weird but it'd felt amazing anyway.
It'd been, without a question, the best night of her life.
She'd been so angry, so frustrated, so sorry for herself for so long it'd been time to let go of that package. She had to trust Shepard, the only real thing in her life right now – not just physically, but emotionally, and that night, she had opened up: allowed herself to fall.
Fall in love, whatever it was this shit was generally called. Falling in, not falling out, falling so hard and so far but still ending up in the same place, if not the same space.
It had got to be an alternate universe where she was right now. No way she could've felt this relieved, this complete in the one she'd grown up in.
It was one hell of a thing to experience before they took the Omega 4 Relay and wiped out the Collectors... or died trying.