Anderson

Anderson sat at a desk in his office on the Destiny Ascension, temporary headquarters of the United Races Council. His VI secretary's avatar popped up on the desk, the form of a human woman with waist length, curly hair, only 12 inches tall. It gave Anderson what appeared to be a small smile. "Councillor, Commander Shepard is available on Vidcomm."
"Thanks Amelia, that will be all."

Anderson wandered over to his Vidcomm terminal and accepted the call.
"Shepard, good to see you alive and kicking."
Shepard chuckled as her hologram flickered into life, looking relaxed for once. She brushed her hair from her face with a hand. "You know me, sir. I'm far too damn busy to die. Good to see you too. What can I do for you?"
"I've been roped back into representing Humanity for the council. I actually wanted to ask you to head a task force for me. We've already got the mass relays up and functioning again, but we're going to need a new base of operations, and a new security force to head it.. Assuming you aren't too busy, of course...?"
"Oh Anderson, you know I'm never too busy for you," Shepard gave a dry giggle. "So what am I doing?"
"We've got you a list of names, all we need is for you to go through it, do background checks and approve the people you want. I imagine Vakarian will come in useful on that front. He's sticking around, I assume?"
"I guess you could say that," Shepard paused, blushing. "We're getting married, sir."
Anderson was a little stunned. He knew they were close, but hadn't heard a great deal about the specifics of their relationship. After a moment of thought, an idea popped into his head. "Well, congratulations Shepard. Hey, I hate to play the politician all over your personal life, but have you thought of the implications of a cross-species marriage?"
"Not really sir, I mean, surely we can't be the first, right?"
"Definitely the first Human-Turian couple to get married. I don't think it's even technically legal, yet. Of course it hasn't really been an issue until now. The First Contact War wasn't that long ago. Most interspecies couples get a lot of flack, even half-Asari couples get it from the other races. It's less common for them, but it still happens. Human-Turian couples... There's a lot of bad blood on both sides, Shepard. Plus, Humanity has more bigots than most species out there."
A touch of sadness played on Shepard's features. "So, the first Human spectre becomes a ground-breaking case in interspecies marriage law, by marrying a Turian. Al-Jiani's going to be all over this. Can I just go hide in a cave on Virmire for the rest of my life? I hate that woman."
"You're not the only one, Commander." Anderson sighed.
"Okay, so, what kind of persuading am I going to need to do with the council to organize this?"
"I'll handle the paperwork Shepard. The council owes you. The other councillors have been fussing over what they could do to honour you properly for the past several weeks. How would you feel about this amendment to Council law being dubbed the 'Shepard-Vakarian Act'? There'll be some sort of ceremony, of course, you know how the Council loves pomp. And you'll probably have to wear a dress."
Shepard grimaced.
Anderson laughed. "I'll try and get you out of making a speech, but no guarantees."
"Thanks Anderson, it means a lot," Shepard smiled. "I should head off and tell Garrus. Shepard out."

Anderson walked over to his desk, where he sat down again and sighed heavily. "Well, holy shit. That was unexpected. Amelia, could you contact the other councillors, have them meet me in the briefing room. We've got work to do."

Garrus and Shepard

He found the commander back in her quarters, lying on her bed, her knees up slightly. She wore an issue under-shirt with panties and had a datapad in one hand. He noticed that her hair was damp, presumably she'd not long been out of the shower.
"Hey good-lookin'," she called, not looking up. "Got some news for you, might wanna sit down first though."
"Why, my little sweetling, do I get a really bad feeling when you say that?" Garrus stalked over and sat on the bed next to her, stroking her hair. His hand wandered, talons tracing a line down her neck, gently stroking down her shoulder to the soft swell of her breasts. Noticing the lack of a bra under her the thin, cotton undershirt she was wearing, he pinched a nipple lightly between his thumb and forefinger, teasing her as she tried to continue reading. He could smell the pheromones pouring off her as her arousal picked up, but she didn't show any outward signs. He wondered how long she would pretend to be distracted before she caved in to his need, and her own. He bent down and lifted her shirt, licking a line up the inside of her hip. Her body involuntarily quivered under his tongue. That was when, she put her datapad down to one side and looked down at him. Voice breathy, she said "Hey, can it wait for a bit? I'm in the middle of some... Calibrations." Before roaring with laughter.
Garrus sat up and looked at her, stunned. "You... You've been waiting for the opportunity to use that one for a while haven't you?"
"Hell yes, darlin'. Seriously, I said I had news for you, and I do. We," At this point she sat up, reached over and took his hands in hers. "Are going to be the first Human-Turian couple in history to get legally married under the Council's authority. Probably the first interspecies couple as well. Asari don't really marry, so... Yeah. That leaves us. Anderson's going to sort the formalities, but, and this is the bit you'll love, they're going to call the amendment the Shepard-Vakarian act. We, and I say we because there is no way in hell I'm doing this alone, will probably have to make a speech."
"You've got to be joking." Garrus looked blank, no hint of emotion behind those piercing blue eyes.
Shepard winced. "Not a jot. Sorry."
"This... is... bizarre."
"Yep. And that's only the first surprise of the day."
"I think I need to lie down."