A/N: *UPDATE* Okay a few more changes in this chapter (there's that stupidity I mentioned in my Author's Note) I really wasn't satisfied with how you come to learn about Shepard's transformation. I still think the idea has merit, but it's too…ah…stupid for me. So that will be changing. Probably more grammatical stuff as well. Enjoy. M for language.

I am a horrible person.

Garrus awoke completely hating himself.

I left my pregnant mate to sleep without blankets or pillows.

He wished he'd have at least made an attempt to take them up to her. If she shot him so be it. At least he died with some semblance of honor. He rose from the nest of blankets and pillows and glared at the offending items.

Today is not going to be a good day.

He left the Main Battery and made himself something quick to eat. He wondered what Shepard was doing.

Had she gotten sick again this morning? How was the baby? How had this happened?

He needed answers. His blue gaze fell on the still darkened windows of the medical bay.

Was she in there now?

His breakfast was tasteless, guilt weighing heavy on his heart and mind.

Why had he been such an asshole?

The image of the baby inside Shepard appeared in his mind. The baby with a fringe. His chest tightened and he felt like he couldn't breathe. His baby. Why couldn't he be happy about that?

Because it's going to kill her.

He dropped his bony forehead into his palm and growled. This was the most frustrating thing he had ever dealt with. Sidonis couldn't hold a candle to what was happening now.

He finished the rest of his breakfast thinking about all the different ways he was going to have to apologize to his mate before she would stop wanting to blow his face off. He imagined there would be a lot of begging on his knees. He smirked in spite of his foul mood. He waited a few more minutes silently thinking of what he was going to do. The first step was checking up on her. He rose from his chair and made his way to the med bay.

Shepard was laying on the same Gurney as before. Her eyes were focused on the monitor and the tiny baby growing inside her. A tender smile graced her face. He felt a similar one forming on his.

"Garrus." Dr. Chakwas said, he forced himself to meet her gaze. It was a concerned one.

"How is everything?" he asked.

"She's making good progress and all of the baby's vitals are good. Unfortunately we have no idea how long this pregnancy will last. Already, it's far more developed than a human fetus would be at this point." Dr. Chakwas motioned Miranda over. "We also think we know why this is possible." Garrus listened intently as the two women explained about Shepard's cybernetics. His mind turned to the Krogan as his gaze fell on Grunt. If word got out how many Krogan females would be breaking down Cerberus' door to get cybernetic implants?

"Could you all give us a minute?" Garrus said interrupting whatever Miranda was about to say. She looked perturbed, but Chakwas shooed her out.

There was a long moment of silence before Garrus approached his mate. She was holding the ultrasound machine to her stomach staring at the monitor. "Some people would call you obsessed." He said lightly standing by the gurney, but not touching her.

"Some people don't call me anything." She replied in a voice that could have cut him had he been as soft skinned as she.

Thank you evolution.

"Riley," he said gently, "I'm sorry." He ran a talon down her side and paused before reaching around to cup her bump. A surge of pride went through him at the feeling. That was his baby. He ignored the more realistic side of his brain that told him that was exactly what the problem was. He could be happy for her.

She smiled. "Gar." Garrus nuzzled her neck, inhaling her scent and ran his thumb over her bump. He lifted his face from her hair to press his forehead to hers, his gaze trained on her face.

"I am happy, Shepard, but I'm also completely terrified. I don't want to lose either of you." Garrus said lacing their fingers.

"I know Garrus. I'm scared too, but," she rubbed her belly tenderly, "this is a miracle and I want to try and be happy about it. I never thought I would get to be a mom." A tear slid down her cheek as she spoke and Garrus again wished that he could follow suit. They sat like that for a while in silence.

"Ahem." The couple turned their gazes on Mordin. "Sorry to interrupt tender moment. Strange readings in blood work. DNA may be alerting."

Shepard's dumbfounded 'huh' was followed closely by Garrus' 'what does that mean'.

Mordin held his hands up. "Please, will need to do more tests. Situation unique. Unsure of implications."

"Uhm...alright. What tests?" Shepard said sitting up on the gurney and closing her robe. There was something a little awkward about having a conversation in the proverbial stirrups.

"More blood work. Need to compare DNA now to previous. Require patience. Stay in Med Bay until diagnoses reached, my medical recommendation." Mordin nodded.

"I'll get the blankets." Garrus said releasing his mate. Once he was gone Shepard turned to Mordin.

"Be straight with me Mordin. What do you think this means?"

"Believe DNA is altering to accommodate fetus. In layman's terms, you will become like a Turian." Mordin said. Shepard stared at him.

"Expect physical changes in appearance." He said trying to dumb it down more.

"Are…are you saying I'm going to look like a Turian? Become a Turian?" Shepard asked her mind trying its hardest to understand what the fuck the Salarian was saying.

"Not become a Turian. Full species crossover unnecessary to carry fetus. Still half human. But changes none the less." Mordin paced slightly as he spoke.

"I think I'm going to have an aneurism." Shepard said rubbing her temples.

"Do not recommend. Could be dangerous for fetus, life threatening." Mordin said, completely serious.

"I'll keep that in mind."

A/N: Ahhh…much better. Well I'm satisfied with that. Let me know what you think. Reviews are appreciated.