The crews that had worked with Shepard were sitting at one long table, in clear view of the press, who were snapping photos at every available moment. Garrus and Tali sat close together, a loving couple that'd gotten together sometime after the Collectors died. Liara and Joker had also gotten together, and Ashley and Jacob did as well (that particular romance had shocked everyone.) Shepard was standing, answering questions while holding Miranda's hand. Mr. Lawson walked with Rosaline while the meeting was going on, holding the little girl's hand as he guided her through the mostly-empty Presidium.
Mr. Lawson smiled as he picked up Rosaline, noticing features that his daughter had on his granddaughter. Mr. Lawson had black hair mixed with grey, and the same amazing eye-color Miranda had.
"Mr. Lawson." A familiar voice said behind Miranda's father. "It's been a long time."
"Not long enough." Mr. Lawson said as he turned around, looking at the Illusive Man's hologram. A human Operative was projecting the hologram from his omni-tool and, Mr. Lawson noticed, had a gun on his hip. "Didn't Shepard take care of you?"
"No. He wasn't able to find me." The Illusive Man said. He was about to light a cigarette, but Mr. Lawson stopped him.
"Are you really going to smoke in front of a kid?" Mr. Lawson asked.
The Illusive Man looked at Rosaline, who was hiding her face in Mr. Lawson's chest. "I might do worse things than smoke in front of her, Mr. Lawson." The Illusive Man spat. "Cerberus is in danger. Funding for our projects has never been so scarce."
"Maybe you should've been more careful about what you asked my son-in-law to do, then." Mr. Lawson said, keeping the tremble out of his voice.
The Illusive Man pointed at Mr. Lawson. "You don't want me as an enemy, Mr. Lawson. I can do much more than send an Operative to talk."
"You think you can kill me and live?" Mr. Lawson asked, looking the Illusive Man in the eye.
The Illusive Man took a step back. "Maybe. I'm ready to take that risk." Mr. Lawson quickly turned as the Operative took the gun from his hip and shot Mr. Lawson several times in the back. Rosaline was screaming as Mr. Lawson fell down. The Operative began to walk away when Mr. Lawson coughed.
"You think I'll die that easy?" Mr. Lawson asked, then rolled onto his back, grunted in pain, and took his hidden gun out, blowing the Operative's head off. Rosaline still had her eyes closed. "It'll be okay." Mr. Lawson said, to both himself and Rosaline, as C-Sec officers ran over to them.