I do not own Mass Effect or any of the associated contact. Jagher Shepard is my Shepard and Fayelle Shepard is my friend's Shepard. This is a collection of moments set throughout the games. They're rated for language and violence mostly.
Mass Effect 2: Moments.
A Moment of Pure Longing.
Liara as the infamous Shadow Broker.
Jagher wasn't sure she was ever going to get used to that. For so long, the Shadow Broker had just been this anonymous and questionable figure who lurked on the edges of society and kept an ear to the ground about all things and now, now the Shadow Broker was a resource Shepard had direct access to. A very powerful resource.
Currently, the commander was walking around the massive ship that served as the Shadow Broker's base, observing all that was going on and wondering how one person could process so much information. She knew there was a drone who served Liara and an army of computers and machines to help her keep everything organized, but it still seemed such a daunting task, something Shepard was sure she wouldn't be able to handle. She wished Liara luck though. The Shadow Broker's world was a dangerous place.
Jagher reached the central area of the ship, where her and Liara had killed the previous Shadow Broker—a yahg, one of the most frightening aliens Shepard had encountered—and proceeded in a straight line to the stairs at the back of the room, paying no mind to Liara as she moved. The commander had been told there was a video surveillance room there, with eyes on all the major hubs in the galaxy. Now, Shepard wasn't a gossip, a snoop or anything of the sort, but even she couldn't deny her curiosity; this had to be the main reason the Shadow Broker knew who was where and what they were doing to or with who for how many credits. Just the thought brought a small grin to Jagher's face.
The video room turned out to be a raised platform with an array of screen arcing around one side of the circular dais. Jagher raised her hand in front of the holographic interface and the screen in front of her flickered to life, showing the familiar expanse of the Citadel.
"David Anderson, Citadel," a computerized voice said.
Jagher watched her friend and mentor pace around his office, hands clasped behind his back and a look of deep thought and concentration on his face. In the background, Jagher could see a handheld computer displaying data about her final battle again the Collectors; data she had sent him, hoping it would somehow be helpful. Anderson looked like he was trying to find a way to make it just that.
Just as Jagher was about to switch to the next video however, Anderson's pacing stopped. He turned towards the door and nodded to whoever was standing there.
"Alenko."
So totally unexpected was the development that Jagher gasped and took an involuntary step towards the monitor. She hadn't been expecting to see Kaidan. Not yet.
"Counsellor," came Kaidan's voice, just before he stepped into the frame of the camera.
"Have you heard?"
Kaidan shifted from side to side a bit and crossed his arms over his chest. He wasn't wearing his armour, so he was either on leave or between missions. Jagher was willing to bet it was the latter. Regardless, something in the way he was standing wasn't right. Something was bothering him. Jagher leaned a little closer to the screen, as if that could make it easier to hear what was being said.
"If you're referring to Shepard's success, then yes, I have. She... sent an e-mail saying she had survived." As he spoke, Kaidan ran one hand over his hair and Jagher saw his shoulders tense. "Have you talked to her?"
As Anderson shook his head, Jagher felt a pang of regret. She hadn't sent him anything other than the message with the data. He was her friend, her mentor, she should have given him more. The feeling was cut short when Kaidan spoke again.
"Oh. I was hoping you would know if she was coming back."
Jagher had missed Kaidan terribly, worse since Horizon, but she had had to push that to the background. Apparently, it had stayed there until that moment, because as he spoke a twisting feeling took over Jagher's insides and she wanted nothing more than to go to him. She reached out to touch his image on the screen, but her fingers passed right through the light of the holographic interface.
Author's Note.
This would have been awesome had it happened.
Next Moment: A Moment Before a New Storm.