"So, this is the biotic I'm going to train?"

Jarred, Tristan and Meiou all gulped, looking at the human biotic in front of them, giving them a stern look. Jacqueline Nought, or Jack when she was known on the Normandy, has aged into a mature woman, though her wildness was still present in her clothing. She was still very sleek and muscled for a forty year old woman. Her hair was tied back into a long pony tail, but were shaved at the sides, showing off tattoos at the top of her head. She wore a sleeveless leather jackets, leather pants and boots, and a leather tank top, showing off her still impressively muscled abdominals. Scars and tattoos covered every inch of her neck to her body, which made for an imposing look.

Meiou swallowed and nodded, "Yes. I am Meiou Seishiro. Councilor Samara has asked that you train me."

Jack scoffed, "Samara, huh? Well, I can't really refuse a Councilor now." She curled her finger and mentioned Meiou closer. "Come and stand here for a minute."

Meiou swallowed, but she came forward nonetheless, and Jack walked around her, "You're wearing Samara's armor, too. Guess she thinks you're as good as she thinks you are."

"Councilor Samara asked that you train her. Though she is biotically talented, she is rather weak in stamina. She had hoped you'd change that." Tristan said, returning to his old military demeanor.

"Huh. Figures." Jack said, and she then took Meiou's face in her hand, "If that is the case, then listen up, Princess. I am not here to be your friend. I am here to make your life miserable. You want to be strong? Then you have to prove it to me. And I don't get satisfied easily. If I say jump, you ask how high. If I say run, you ask how fast. If I say blast something with biotics, you do so with no questions asked. I am your officer now, and you follow whatever the fuck I say. Got it, Princess?!"

Jack shouted out the last sentence, and Meiou stammered, "Y… yes, ma'am!"

Jack stood aside and shouted, "THEN GET YOUR ASS INTO GEAR, PRINCESS! TO THE DORMITORIES, ON THE DOUBLE!"

Meiou scrambled and ran towards the building in front of her. Jarred and Tristan looked at her, before glaring down at Jack. "Was that really necessary, Jack?"

But Jack grinned at the two of them, "Not really, but if Samara wants that girl's stamina to improve, then the harsher I am, the more she'll work." At Jarred's scowl, she waved her hand. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to fuck her up. And even if something were to happen, the Grissom Academy Med Bay is just as top-notch as the Normandy's."

Jack sighed as she watched Meiou, "So… that girl was the first girl Teltin experimented on before me. Hard to believe it. But I think I did see her once, when we were sent to the Facility. I saw her tied up in a chair, unconscious."

Jarred perked up, "You said you saw her tied up? What kind of torture did Cerberus do to you guys?"

"Shit load of stuff." Jack said, "Those nearing adulthood had it worse. I imagine they locked her up in her cell, turning off all lights so she wouldn't see anything. A full sensory deprivation. No sight. No sound. No scent. No contact. The only thing you can hear in your room was your own breathing. Include the fact that she received daily injection and pain-threshold tests ought to have fucked up her brain."

"Our medic said she had PTSD. We saw it ourselves in Tuchanka." Tristan said.

"Yeah. That happened to me too." Jack said, "There was a point in my life that I was afraid of having friends. Luckily, Shepard changed that. And now here I am, teaching students."

Jarred and Tristan nodded, and Jack shrugged, "Well, no time to waste, I guess. I'd better get to training her. I'll call you guys when I'm done."

"Yes. Thank you, Jack." Tristan said, and the biotic walked away, shouting at students, and his OmniTool sounded. He opened it to see that it was his father. "Yes, Father?"

"Tristan. Is Meiou with Jack now?" Kaidan said.

"Yes. She's here at Grissom Academy now." Tristan replied, "We're on our way back to the Citadel."

"Actually, I just received word from James Vega, your instructor." At this Jarred perked up and stood beside Tristan, "You and Jarred are to head for Earth. I believe your yearly Skills Review are coming up. Mr. Vega agreed to meet you back on Earth for full testing."

"Where are we going, Admiral?" Jarred asked.

At this Kaidan smiled, "On Surin Island, off the coast of Thailand." And Jarred groaned. "As it turns out, Mr. Vega was about to take his yearly vacation. He thought it might be a good idea to spend it with some of his old war friends, while testing your skills, of course. We have agreed that he would record his reports and send it to me."

"Oh man." Jarred said, "Mom is going to freak."

Kaidan Alenko smiled, "I bet she would. Anyway, consider this some shore leave… a month long shore leave. I'm sure your parents would like this, Jarred. Once we have done building the Biotic Relays, we'll contact you. In the mean time, keep your skills sharp. Alenko out."

Kaidan ended the conversation, and Tristan and Jarred looked at each other. Finally, both of them let out a sigh of dread, before heading back to the Normandy.