she's the girl

by shajs

She knew hundreds of ways to kill. That's all she has needed to know to live her life until somehow, on a suicide mission, against all the odds, she finally finds someone to trust. • Drabbles.

8. seven

– 7 –

Jack had been ready to die with Shepard in the Collector base, but everything was fair game when it came to Shepard; with her, surviving and triumphing despite the odds were not just distant possibilities, they were inevitable one way or another.

That should've meant they had won. But Shepard, she decided to play nice, to do the right thing.

"I have to go," she'd said, kissing Jack's eyelids, moving down, meeting her lips, apologizing. "You know I do. I need to be with the Alliance."

Fuck you, Shepard.

Don't you dare to love me and then leave me like the rest of them. Don't tell me our thing wasn't to you what it was to me.

I fucking need you.

She was being unfair, but Shepard, she'd understood, the fucker. Sure, there'd been some yelling. Tears, even. But in the end Shepard had had her fingers in Jack and her lips on Jack's, and suddenly the world had turned around, twisted, and both of them had come out changed.

"I get it," Jack had told her, "I get it. Fucking girl scouts, I swear..."

Shepard had promised she'd come for her.

Jack hadn't replied with whatever.