Author's Note: Wow. I'm back. Finally. And I got my muse back for the most part. I got a few ideas for this story and hopefully I'll be able to keep up with them. Bye Writer's Block.
Thanks for any reviews.
And sorry for the short chapter, this was all I could up with at the moment and I should be able to make longer ones later on.
Garrus.
"I'll set the alarm on your terminal." Garrus offered. He shuffled over to her desk and pushed over a small stack of holopads in order to actually see her terminal. He pushed a few buttons and then...there.
"Whoa. Total déjà vu." Shepard commented from her side of the bed. Garrus lifted his head up to acknowledge and waited for her to continue. "The alarm. I had a dream and you set like thirty alarms. Which is not a bad way to wake me up by the way and uh...we were back on the old Normandy. And I rushed out of my room and you came up to me." He heard her laugh for a second. "Then you talked to my stomach."
"Was there an alien in your stomach or something?" Garrus mused, a little confused by this dream of hers.
"Technically...yes. I was pregnant." Shepard said slowly. She almost sounded unsure.
"Mine?" Garrus' mandibles clicked once as he tried to imagine her that way.
"Of course yours. I'd never let Kaidan get me pregnant." She coughed awkwardly and shifted a little in her bed.
"Was there...something between us at that point?" Garrus inquired as he made his way toward the bed.
"I think so." She said quietly. It sounded like as if she was struggling to remember.
"Dream go beyond that?" He almost sounded wishful. Where did that come from?
"Oh well and then you ki-" She stopped. "Er. No. That was it."
"Right." Garrus walked over to his side of the bed, careful not to encroach on her territory. They were still friends and he wasn't so sure she would appreciate if he shifted too much in his sleep so he set a pillow in between them. "You know. It'd probably be a bad idea to have turian babies. I never heard of a human trying it before though..."
"Of course. It was a silly little dream anyways." She didn't sound so sure. But all the while Garrus had this small smile present on his face and quickly fell asleep as soon as he hit the bed.
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"Truth is, everybody is going to hurt you…you just gotta find the ones who are worth suffering for." Shepard quoted, dark blue eyes burning with emotion as she unconsciously scanned the party area for hostiles. There were none. Garrus followed behind, silently wondering if those were her own words or someone else's.
"Old human phrase?" Garrus guessed, walking behind her but not beside her. He was still feeling sick to his stomach after reading Kaidan Alenko's email. It was filled with opened ended promises, subtle apologies, questions left unanswered. It didn't sit well with him. He wasn't too sure about their relationship anymore.
"Something like that." Shepard said quietly, feeling rather out of place. Garrus and Shepard were both wearing their armor while everybody else was wearing their formal dress wear or military casual wear. But then again the two would've stood out either way. "…I don't know. I don't think we should be here…." A sigh. "We should just leave."
"No." Garrus finally locked away his indecision about their relationship and stood beside her, knowing that he'll ask her about the email later on when people weren't present. "We're already here. And Anderson will call you later if he doesn't see you attend so let's just…stay."
Shepard looked up at him and gave a timid smile but Garrus could barely return it. Not that she could tell the difference anyways. The two started walking forward in unison, joining the hustle and bustle of the Alliance cocktail party.
Instantly the chatter among the small groups rose, Shepard's name being mentioned once or twice. "Shepard." Anderson rested his hand on her armored shoulder, catching her attention. "Glad you could make it. But I'm afraid this might the last event we'll be inviting you to."
"I know I should concerned about that point but...I'm kind of glad." Shepard awkwardly placed a hand on her side. Garrus just stood there and observed the various types of people who attended the party. There weren't that many types it seemed.
"I heard about the trial. About how you're going to have to show back up on Earth someday." The word Earth made Shepard flinch ever so slightly. And only Garrus noticed.
"I know. Don't worry. I'll show up. After I take care of a few things." She quickly said, mind elsewhere. Garrus decided to bring the letter another time. Maybe when they're back on the Normandy. Give her a little space. He had no idea what was on her mind but she needed some time to think it over.
"Enjoy the party Shepard. Don't let this bother you for now." Anderson gave her one final nod and strode off in the crowds of people.
"Come on Shepard. I think we're in need of some drinks." He suggested and led her to the small bar across the room.
As the two leaned against the wall, watching people drift across to one another to talk, Shepard rested her head on his shoulder. And he let her.