A/N: So I had been at a crossroads on where to go, and I had these ideas for moving forward, but you know what? This story is supposed to be funny, and well, this was the humorous idea I came up with. It is shorter, but why push the story too fast ahead into the future? Enjoy and review!

HERS

A crooked smile sat on Shepard's face as the door to her quarters hissed shut. It was a look of satisfaction and pleasure thinking about the previous night's events and the handsome man who was currently in her bed. Ok, time to focus. Saren's time is short. Today this ends. Time to fuel up. She grabbed a plate of breakfast.

"Nice night, Commander?" Mess Chef Jennings winked. Shepard's face went pale.

"It was…restful. Thanks," Shepard quickly recovered. She sat down near Wrex who was devouring a mountain of food. Between bites, he looked over and, with a tone of complete honesty, said, "So how long is human gestation?"

Shepard choked, "What?!"

"You and Alenko mated last night, so how long does it take for a human baby to come? Don't you breed to procreate?"

"Um, Wrex, you need to learn a thing or two about human relationships." She was trying to keep a straight face.

"So it doesn't work the first time? Is it like turians? They have to stay mating for a week. Don't even eat. Sounds boring. No fighting, no blood," Wrex said derisively.

"Wrex, be ready. We take on Saren today. You'll get plenty of fighting and blood, but sorry, no krogan women," Shepard smirked, regaining her composure.

"Shame, Shepard. That'd make the day perfect, heh heh."

Shepard got up to leave, and Wrex resumed his meal. I'm glad that conversation is over.

HIS

Kaidan formulated a plan to leave Shepard's room undetected. He had slept much longer than he had intended. Walk out carrying a data pad like I had needed to be…no, I should have my omni-tool on, then I won't have to make eye contact with anyone. Just walk to my station like I had been working for a while today…that'll work.

He flipped his omni-tool on as he approached the door. I can do this. This isn't any different from any other time I've come in here to work on Shepard's computer…except I walked in here about 14 hours ago and didn't leave. Kaidan smiled at the memory, and the door swished open. No one was there.

Kaidan walked away, feeling like he dodged a bullet, his steps a little more confident. He pretended to work for a few minutes at his console, and then decided to eat. He tried to avoid eye contact, but Jennings always had something to say to him. A smarmy smile greeted him.

"Aww, sweetie, and all this time I thought you were waiting on me." Jennings is a pain in the ass.

When he sat down to eat, Wrex was there finishing off what looked to have previously been a huge meal. "Alenko," he growled and got up. The krogan came up behind Kaidan and pounded his back with his giant hand, making him drop his fork. "Nice job. So was she feisty?" Wrex smiled and whispered loudly like only a krogan can.

The dark-haired man looked the krogan straight into the eye. There's no point in denying anything. "She was amazing."

"Heh heh, I bet she was," said Wrex as he walked away.

"Commander Shepard to Normandy crew. Meeting in 10 minutes for Ilos briefing." A faint smiled creased Kaidan's face as he heard her voice. He hurried to get to the comm room. He arrived first. Shepard was waiting.

"Hey, I thought you'd be the last one to stroll in," Shepard flirted.

"Why should I be? Are you afraid of what everyone is thinking?" Kaidan replied, smiling.

"Well, no, I'm not. I was kind of thinking about how cute you'd be making your 'walk of shame.'" Shepard winked at him, making him lick his lips involuntarily.

"Yeah, well, you'd have to be ashamed to have that walk, and I don't know about you, but I don't regret a thing." Kaidan pulled her close. "Do you?"

"No, not for one minute…" Her voice trailed off, then she smiled wickedly. "Kaidan, have you ever heard about turian mating rituals?"