Chapter Five: Together

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Liara tried to find the right words to say as she trailed Shepard who was walking quite fast towards the docking bay. His silence only emphasized the complexity of the situation and even though she had every right to be upset with him it still seemed to be her fault.

"Shepard, it wasn't what you thought." she said trying to gain ground on him.

"It's fine, we just need to get back to the Normandy. There's work to be done." he said. The two of them stepped into the docking bay elevator and stood quietly. She tried to stand still but all she could feel was her eyes constantly gazing back up at him. How this awkward silence was becoming deafening.

"I'm sorry if I caused you anything." she said in an almost whisper.

"It's fine, let's focus on our mission."

"Stop playing games with me." she demanded.

"I'm not, I rather be focused on more important things."

"I'm not important to you?"

He finally looked at her. His strong stare, his strong features finally connecting with her. Her sudden thrust of anger was soon replaced by intimidation. There was something about him that she was sure never surfaced with any other person and that was the way he looked at her. She remembered those same eyes, how they stared into her own soul like a giant book between his hands. Her legs felt weak and her heart began to do laps.

"That will never happen" he said.

She felt his breath graze against her neck and the feelings of what happened that night several weeks ago soon crept into her memory. She felt his body inch towards her and her sudden lust for him exceeded everything.

"Shepard..."

Their lips hovered close.

The doors opened.

Ashely stood with an flustered expression.

Liara and Shepard quickly broke apart but the damage had been done.

"Oh, no please. Do continue. I'm sorry for interrupting but you do know this is a public service elevator." said Williams as she gave Shepard a sarcastic smile and Liara a wince of frustration.

Moments later the Normandy hummed and hissed presenting itself ready to launch back into the Traverse. The crew seemed oblivious to the hostility tension created by the glares Chief Williams constantly gave to the Asari. Other than that... things were peachy.

"Commander, we've just cleared the first Mu Relay." said Joker over the intercom.

"Perfect, let me know when we arrive."
"Yes, sir."

Shepard glanced around the comm room. Everyone seemed to be present. Might as well get on with the briefing.

"Alright, we already know there's still people out there who didn't appreciate what we've done to stop this premature war between man and machine... apparently. I don't know about you guys but someone wants me dead..."

Liara flinched.

"Trust me, the way I act towards people, I would want myself dead too. But hey, I did what I had to do to get answers. Anyway, as you all know we had a spy on board."

Almost everyone seemed confused by the statement. Shepard sighed.

"Okay, raise your hand if you have no idea what I'm talking about."

Nearly everyone did.

"Alright, scratch that. We're headed to Noveria on a suspected lead. There has to be someone there that's standing in our way to stop the Reapers. We also need to find recruits and whoever is left will have to do."

He dismissed everyone and took a seat at the comm console. He thought he was alone until he felt a pair of long, slender arms wrap around his shoulders.

"Hi" said Liara.

"Hello."

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, what are you doing?"

She looked around playfully.

"It would seem like I'm with you."

"So it seems."

Their lips met with a warm embrace and a sudden feeling of love filled her.

"You still don't have any conflict with being with an Asari?" she asked smiling.

"You know I don't." he said.

"You don't even mind it that when you do finally go I'll be here?"

"No at all, you'll carry on my legacy."

She blushed.

"What do you mean by that?"

He smiled slyly.

"You know what I mean."

They then lost themselves as they continued to lock lips, heat generated between them as Liara sat herself on his lap caressing his hair and unbuttoning several latches from her work coat.

"Commander! Doctor Chakwa needs you." said Joker.

Both of them sighed as Shepard stood to heed the call.

Moments later he found himself in the medical wing of the Normandy. He walked in and immediately the spy he nearly killed in his room was now cowering in a corner, a bag of morphine needled into her arm.

"I found this while sewing up her wounds." said Chakwa as she picked up a small computer chip with pliers. Shepard looked at it closely.

"A Neuron Transmitter? You telling me she was being manipulated? Against her free will?"

"Yes and now this poor girl has to go through recovery."

Shepard peered over to see the estranged Eve huddling in a corner, her face was clearly taken by fear and confusion.

"Are you really Shepard?" she asked.

"I'm guessing you don't remember anything?" he asked.

She shook her head.

He walked over to her and knelt down.

"If you can tell me who did this to you, you'll live a long healthy life."

"I don't know."

He withdrew his pistol from his holster.

"You're going to tell me, its whether or not you do it in a good way."

She stared into the barrel of his gun.

"You promise you'll let me go?"

"Promise."

She sniffled.

"Saren."