Chapter 5: Always

Disclaimer part 2: I don't own any music references mentioned in this story. I also still don't own Bioware or EA. I am still using all cannon characters for my own nefarious prepossess.

For the second time in just as many days Shepard found herself rudely awakened. This time in place of a shaking floor and explosions surrounding her it was the obnoxious invention called an alarm clock. Waking up with a splitting headache at the base of her skull didn't help the matter either. Shepard groggily turned off the alarm and sat up. Thankfully her clock started playing the soft sweet music that had been playing when she fell asleep. Shepard glared at the still harsh red glowing display on the night stand.

0900? How did I over sleep? Shepard thought her mind still slow and groggy.

"EDI." Shepard called out over the female singer that had begun singing.

Huh, didn't think many people knew my music tastes. Least they knew I liked Evanescence.

"Yes Commander?" EDI replied. Shepard winced at the loud noise of EDI's voice. Biotic headaches, like the one Shepard had, tended to be like hangovers just you knew what you did yesterday to make yourself hate life.

"Two things, why did you let me oversleep by four hours? And what is the status of Officer Vakarian?" Shepard asked, rubbing her hands over her face.

"Doctor Chakwas asked that I let you sleep until you woke up on your own. Officer Vakarian is currently in stable condition." EDI paused.

"Doctor Chakwas has just informed me that you are allowed to come and see him if you like. He is not yet awake again. He had regained consciousness three hours, twenty eight minutes and thirty four point eight seconds ago, before falling asleep."

"Thank you EDI. Please inform Doctor Chakwas that I will be down in about a half hour."

Shepard stood from the bed and stripped out of her undersuit. She had neglected to take it off before crashing the night before. She had barely the energy to take off her armor, it's pieces scattered around the cabin were a testament to that.

Shepard turned her stereo's volume up to maximum and made her way to the shower. A long hot shower always help her headaches before so she figured it should still help now. The fact that she smelled worse than the Augean stables before Heracles came along was besides the point.

When Shepard left her shower she found a tray piled high with various breakfast foods on her desk. Her stomach growled loudly, the rest of her was on full alert. To her this was still a Cerberus ship and few had proven themselves to be trustworthy. Shepard relaxed her stance upon seeing the back of a head of red hair on the other side of the low wall separating her desk from the rest of the room.

"Kelly? What are you doing here?" Shepard asked looking over the tray of food.

Kelly turned around from her place on the couch and smiled at Shepard. "Good morning Shepard." She replied. Kelly had stopped calling her Katherine the day before, she had said something about it not feeling right.

"Doctor Chakwas asked me to bring you up some breakfast. She also insisted that I make sure you actually eat something." Shepard felt Kelly's eyes on her as she bit into a piece of bacon. Shepard looked up from her food to see Kelly taking in Shepard's nude from.

Shepard raised an eyebrow at the other woman. "What? Never seen another woman without clothes before?"

Kelly's musical laugh filled the cabin. Shepard finally noticed that the music had been turned down to quiet background noise.

"No. No, I've seen plenty of other women naked before. You're just… different."

"Oh?" Shepard asked, a hint of playfulness in her serious tone. "How so?"

"I just more expected you to be more muscular and less…. feminine. Less scars too."

Shepard snorted. "So you expected me to be more a marine, less a gymnast? Are you saying you didn't read my history?"

"I read it." Kelly replied almost offended. "There was nothing to indicate…"

"Relax Kelly, just pulling your chain." Shepard shoved a biscuit into her mouth.

"I spent four years in the Ascension Project, the biotic version of high school." She continued around a mouth of food. "In the project there were normal sports. Gymnastics helped control my biotics better."

Shepard moved over to the closet in the corner by her bed. Shepard didn't care that it gave Kelly a full view of her. Boot camp had quickly beat any shyness of her body out of her.

"So I need to ask." She said opening up the closet. "Who picked out my wardrobe? I mean look at this thing." Shepard held out an orange/brown jumpsuit. It had been popular back on earth two years ago, even back then it looked ridiculous.

Shepard tossed it to the floor and heard Kelly struggling to not laugh. She reached back in and pulled out a cerberus uniform. She placed it on the bed and reach back in to pull out a set of underwear.

"Hell, only reason I'll wear that godforsaken uniform is 'cause I have nothing else."

Shepard heard Kelly rise from the couch. "Since I see you are actually eating and fully awake I'll head back to the CIC. I'll be there if you need me."

"See ya Kelly." Shepard replied over her shoulder.


Garrus groaned as he felt himself being pulled back into the waking world by an intense burning pain covering the right side of his face. He moved his hand up to feel along his mandible where the pain seemed to originate. He was shocked to find his hand meeting a soft resistance on his face.

His eyes snapped open only to be shut once more against the harsh bright light of the room he was in. His senses were on high alert. Garrus took a tentative sniff, for Turians sent was almost as good for seeing as eyes were. Garrus relaxed when he smelled the familiar scent of a doctor he had come to know. Over the time he has spent as part of Shepard's crew he had come to be quite familiar with the lavender scent of Doctor Chakwas.

Garrus tensed up once more when he heard the tell tale swoosh of the doors opening, followed by a nearly overpowering scent of flowers. Garrus forced himself to relax as to not give himself away, that task was made easier when a voice flooded over his senses.

"I see sleeping beauty is awake. How's he doing doc?" Shepard voice was music to his ears.

"He'll be fine. I'd like to keep him here for another day or so to make sure the cybornetics took. Otherwise he'll be fit for duty soon. Turians are more resilient than I had thought." Doctor Chakwas replied. Garrus felt Chakwas move to his side. He sighed in relief when the pressure on his mandible eased, the bandages now gone.

Garrus opened his eyes. He was greeted by the smiling form of his best friend standing at the end of his bed.

"All there Garrus? Any gaps I should know of? Any new revelations on life and all that other bullshit that comes with near death experiences?" Shepard voice was light.

Garrus chuckled. "No I've had my share of those back on the Normandy." Garrus cringed in pain. "Talking hurts though. How is it? Doubt Chakwas will give me a mirror."

Shepard chuckled and moved over to his right side. Her gaze lingered on the scarred area reviled by the bandages.

"Hell, you were always ugly Garrus. Just slap some face paint on there and no one will even notice." Shepard replied her face breaking into a wide grin.

Garrus chuckled and winced again. "I figured you needed a better chance with the Asari, you had a hell of a time before with me around all the time."

Shepard replied with a light smack to his shoulder.

"Besides" He continued. "I hear some women like men with scars. Granted most of them are Krogan." Garrus replied his tone light and easy, almost teasingly so.

"You never know Garrus. Get a few more and you might find out just who it is that really likes them." Shepard replied, her voice a teasing, almost a promising, tone.

Garrus was at a loss for words. Shepard's laugh, almost a giggle, told him that his face showed it. She turned to look at Chakwas.

"Keep him here doc. He tries to move feel free to put him down, hard." Shepard narrowed her eyes at Garrus.

Chakwas chuckled. "Will do Shepard. I'll let you know if anything happens."

"I'll talk to ya later Garrus. Got some things to take care of before we leave Omega in the dust." Shepard turned and left the door, a slight teasing swing to her hips.

Garrus was still at a loss for the noise that had come from her. Never in his life did he ever think Shepard capable of such a girlish thing as a giggle.

"Did…" Garrus stammered to Chakwas. "Did she really just…"

Chakwas chuckled again. Garrus saw the wide grin on the elder woman's face that she was trying, and failing, to hide.


"Joker." Shepard spoke after clearing the Normandy's decontamination cycle. She walked into the cockpit.

"Shepard." Joker replied, Shepard saw the man's nose wrinkle in disgust. "Damn Commander, you smell like…"

"I rolled around in a sewer for a few years?" Shepard cut him off. "Yeah try being me right now. Even took a shower this morning. Omega is that disgusting."

"Not my exact words but pretty close."

"Set us a coarse for Korlus. I want us there as fast as possible." Shepard commanded, her patience for Omega had long since run out.

"On it." Joker replied, typing furiously at his console. "ETA to Korlus eight hours."

"Thanks Joker. Need anything from me before I leave you to your digital women?" Shepard asked, her voice almost serious.

"Hey! That only happened once!" Joker replied in defence. Shepard thought she could hear a muttered "that you know of".

"Uh huh, sure it did." Shepard turned to start leaving. Joker wasn't done just yet it seemed.

"So we got Garrus back too!" Shepard froze. "That's great! Cause he was totally my favorite. With that pole up his ass." Shepard knew he was trying to make a joke, but his words struck a nerve Shepard didn't know she had.

"Tread lightly Joker. If you were anyone else you'd be out the airlock." Shepard left not giving the man a chance to respond.


Garrus was awakened from his light sleep by the sound of the med bay's door opening. His eyes snapped open and gazed at Shepard as she walked into the room. Garrus felt his stomach growl at him upon seeing she was carrying a tray of food.

"Good you're up. Chow time big guy." Shepard said, her face a light in a smile.

"Thanks Shepard, feels like forever since I had anything." He replied when she set the tray on his lap.

"Karin." Shepard looked over the the matronly woman sitting at her desk. "You mind if I steal Garrus in a few hours?"

Chakwas looked up at Shepard from a data pad she was reading. "So long as he isn't doing anything too straining. He's healing fine and the cybernetics haven't been rejected."

"Good." Shepard replied and looked back to Garrus. "I've got a Krogan to save in about seven hours. You up for keeping an eye on my six?"

Garrus snorted and swallowed his mouthful of food. "Is that really a question Shepard? I told you before, I'll always have your back." His mandibles flared into a smile of his own.

Shepard's smile widened. "Good. Meet me in the shuttlebay in six and a half hours."

"I'll see you in six hours then."


"Alright! We're three minutes out from the LZ." Shepard spoke breaking the silence that had filled the shuttle moments before. "Double check your gear. This'll likely a hot area not long after we touch down."

Shepard ran through her own check list as Garrus and Zaeed did the same. Shepard nodded to herself after double checking that everything was working.

"So what are we getting into here Shepard?" Garrus asked having completed his own routine.

"Oh just the usual stuff Garrus. Go in, kill some Blue Suns mercs and then get a dangerous Krogan to join our cause. You know, same old same old." Shepard's tone was light her mouth turned up in a small smile.

Garrus huffed and looked out the port viewscreen. "Why do you never take me anywhere nice? A topical planet would be welcomed every now and then. The whole 'barren wasteland' thing is starting to get old."

Shepard's laugh filled the shuttle. "Alright Garrus. I'll make it up to you. When we stop at the Citadel I'll get you the Turian equivalent of a steak dinner."

Garrus' mandibles flared into a grin. "How 'bout we make it more interesting?"

Shepard leaned forward in her seat, eyes almost sparkling. "What do you have in mind?"

"I beat that at the end of this I'll have more kills than you. If I win you have to go all out on that dinner. Fancy restaurant, nice clothes, the whole nine yards. You win and I'll do the same."

"Loading the game in my favor Garrus. How 'bout Zaeed's counts as your's too?" Shepard replied her voice the same light tone Garrus remembered from the night before Illos.

"Oh come on that's no fun." Garrus replied in mock hurt. "You need to beat me by at least ten to win."

"Deal." She replied chuckling. Garrus stretched his arm out towards Shepard. Shepard clasped his forearm and shook it.

Garrus heard Zaeed's roaring gruff laughter. "This'll be bloody fun watchin' you two." Shepard replied with a laugh of her own.

Garrus felt the subtle shift of the shuttle slowing to a stop then begin to slowly drop. Shepard stood up across from him. She hit the release on the door. The roar of the planet's winds filled his ears.

"Try and keep up you two." Shepard said flashing one last grin at Garrus. She released her helmet and it sealed around her head. Before either Garrus or Zaeed knew what was happening, Shepard backed to the edge of the shuttle, spread her arms out and fell backwards.

"Shepard!" Garrus yelled out in alarm and rushed to the open door. When he leaned over the edge, Garrus saw Shepard's form alight in azure energy slowly falling to the ground. Garrus watched her lightly touch down on the dusty ground below and his tense body relaxed.

Shepard's laugh came over the team's com system. "Oh my God, Garrus. If you could see your face right now."

Garrus shook his head. "Not funny Shepard. Never do that again."

"I'll make sure we're clear here." Shepard replied, her voice still broken with barely contained laughter.

The shuttle was only a few meters off the ground now. Garrus lept out as well, is long powerful legs absorbing the shock of landing with ease. Garrus started to followed Shepard through the maze of metal scrap and pieces of ship hulls.

"Not letting you get a head start Shepard." Garrus pulled his Mantis off his back and looked down it's scope. He quickly swept the area ahead with the scope. He found a Blue Suns merc in his sights after only a second.

Garrus pulled the trigger. He watched with sumg satisfaction as the merc's head exploded like a can of tomatoes. "Scoped and dropped!" Garrus called out. "Falling behind already Shepard!"

"Oh sure! You get a head start but not me? I see how it is Garrus." Shepard replied and Garrus moved to catch up with Shepard, Zaeed right on his heels.

"EDI, put up a kill counter on our HUDs." Shepard spoke into the com to the team and ship. She pulled her Tempests off her thigh clamps.

As soon as the words left her mouth a small indicator appeared in his visor. All three of their names were listed with a number next to them. Garrus smiled smugly at Shepard when it showed the only kill being his.

"Laugh it up while ya can big guy. Won't last for long." Garrus' eyes snapped away from Shepard's. He had thought he saw something in his peripheral vision. His visor displayed a racing heart rate in the area he saw the movement.

Garrus locked eyes with Shepard again. He made quick hand signals she'd taught him on the SR-1.

Contact. On your eight.

His visor displayed four more heart beats rapidly approaching.

Four incoming. On your five.

Shepard nodded. Garrus couldn't see her face but knew from experience and her slightly tensed body that it was back into the mask of unfeeling she wore in combat. Never the less she continued as if nothing happened.

"By the end of this I'll force you to keep our end of the deal." Shepard gripped her Tempests tighter.

"Maybe I'll even make you take me to some fancy party." Garrus saw a blue helmeted head pop out from around the metal plate the merc was using as cover. In one smooth motion Garrus raised his Mantis, sighted the head and squeezed. The counter on his visor changed his number to two.

Garrus heard Shepard shout as she spun around. A blue wave of energy flung out from her arms, rushing towards the incoming Blue Suns mercs were knocked off their feet. Garrus sighted one of them. The merc was dead before he hit the ground, a round clear through his heart. Garrus heard the crack of Zaeed's own rifle, another merc didn't get up.

Garrus tried sighting another of the two remaining mercs. His vision was blocked by azure light and then Shepard's head. The merc she had slammed into went flying, her body stopped when she hit a wall and smeared into it. The quick steady pops of Shepard's Tempests could barely be heard above the roar of her biotic charge. The last merc dropped the the dusty ground, his chest full of small bleeding bullet holes.

"Catching up already Garrus!" Shepard called out. Garrus looked at the kill counter.

Shepard: 2 Vakarian: 3 Massani: 1

"Won't last for long Shepard."


"Why do people always want a Krogan army?" Garrus asked. He looked over his shoulder at the lone Krogan watching them from the top of the ramp.

"No clue." Shepard replied. " You'd think people would learn after we blew up that base on Virmir."

Shepard's body tensed. Few knew Shepard's tells. Even fewer could see them under her armor. Garrus laid a hand on Shepard's shoulder. At some point in their time on the SR-1 Shepard and Garrus stopped needing words to speak to one another. Shepard knew what he was trying to say.

We're not there anymore. It's over. You did the best you could. Shepard knew he meant all this in that simple gesture.

Shepard nodded to Garrus. Yeah. I know.

Her body relaxed. Thanks.

Garrus gave her a nod of his own. Always.

He squeezed her shoulder. He squeezed just hard enough that she could feel it through her armor. I'm here for you. Always.

"Come on." Shepard broke the silence that had settled over the group. "I'm starting to fall behind." Shepard trotted off, Vindicator at the ready. Garrus looked at the counter again.

Shepard: 16 Vakarian: 18 Massani: 12

Massani's gruff chuckle broke the silence again. "So you two are…" He trailed off.

"Are what?" Garrus asked cluelessly. The two men started to move to catch up to Shepard.

"Oh man. You are and you don't even know." Massani's roaring laughter filled the air.

"Massani!" Shepard's harsh voice cracked over the com. "Shut up. I don't want to be able to hear you cackling with my coms off."

"An' she even uses one way coms!' Massani's laughter filled the air again, this time more subdued. "Oh this'll be the best show I'll ever see."

Garrus looked at the other man in utter confusion. He had absolutely no idea if Massani was just insane or there was something he was missing. He decided on the former when he heard gunfire not far off.


"So." Garrus said once Shepard had finished radioing in their pick up. "I'm not sure which is worse. The dead warlord's science experiment, or that you beat me by exactly ten kills."

Shepard looked at Garrus, an expression of mock hurt on her face. "Hey! I promise I won't make it too humiliating. Just enough to remind you to never bet against me."

"Right." Garrus replied, rolling his eyes. "Next thing I know you'll be making me tell my darkest secrets to Joker."

Massani's laugh grinded against Garrus' ears. "Now that's something I'd pay to see." Shepard shot Massani's back a withering glare.

"I may be cruel but even that's a stretch."

"HA! The queen of the girl scouts? Cruel? Now that's new."

"Just go and look out for the shuttle Massani." Shepard said, pinching the bridge of her nose.

"Alrigh', alrigh' I'm goin'." Massani replied holding up his hands and walked away.

Once Massani was out of earshot Garrus turned back to Shepard. "If anything Shepard, I should've known better." Garrus almost felt like he was deflating, the adrenaline in his veins thinning out. Shepard looked at him with concern.

"But hey, at least it's something I might enjoy. Telling Joker some of the things I've done…" Garrus shuddered. "I'd rather be pushed out an airlock than do that."

Garrus started mentally kicking himself, he still didn't know if the whole "almost suffocating to death then slamming into a planet" was painful to her or not.

"Shepard I…" Garrus started stumbling over his words. Shepard held up her hand. To his surprise she was smiling and shaking her head.

"It's fine Garrus. You won't think it but I actually remember what it was like being dead. It was weird but I accepted it. It'll take a lot more than that to hurt me. Even more coming from you."

Garrus let out a breath he hadn't known he was holding. He visibly relaxed. "Thanks Shepard. You don't know what that means." Shepard gave him an inquiring look through her visor. "To me." He added hastily.

"I mean it Garrus. You are the person I trust most in the 'verse. Not even Tali or my mother come close."

Garrus felt something in the pit of his stomach stir at her words.

No. She can't know what that means. Only turians could know. Garrus felt his heart hammering in his chest.

"Thanks Shepard." His voice felt and sounded rough and scratchy. His subvocals trying to convey what he didn't want known.

He cleared his throat. What the hell. She won't think anything of it.

"Know that you're the same with me." His voice was back to normal, but just barely. He didn't trust his voice more than that.

Shepard's eyes gleamed at him. A wide grin was plastered across her face stretching almost ear to ear.

"Thanks buddy." She replied. Garrus couldn't tell if it as a harmless reply, or her politely asking him to go back into, what had Kaiden called it? the friend-zone? Either way Garrus didn't mind, his world was just fine as long as he had her six.

The comfortable silence that had settled over them had lasted only a moment before it was broken by the sound of the shuttle's engines.

"Alright. Enough slouching around." Shepard's eyes changed from the pits of warmth and peace back to their 'business as usual' look.

"So." Garrus coughed and nodded at the tank next to them. "How are we getting that thing onto the ship?"

Shepard chuckled. "Watch and learn." Shepard walked to the front of the tank holding the massive tank-bred Krogan, her entire body alight with the familiar azure glow.

Shepard grunted as she lifted the massive tank, like it was nothing more than an extremely heavy box. Garrus felt his eyes widen and strain the edges of his plates.

"Gonna need you to guide me here big guy. Can't really see around this thing."

Garrus just stood there, dumbfounded.

"Sometime today would be nice. Biotics and cybornetics or not this thing is bloody fucking heavy."


"Absolutely not!" Miranda shouted and slammed her hand onto the conference table. Garrus scowled at the woman. He had only spent a few brief moments in her company and already hated her.

"We at least had some idea of what Okeer was like. This tank bred of his is a complete unknown." Fury rolled of the Cerberus operative in waves.

To his surprise Shepard was still sitting in her own chair next to him at the head of the table. She was still leaning back in the chair, her booted feet propped up on the table. Shepard's face gave away nothing. She looked completely unimpressed by Miranda's outburst. When she had told of her plan to "birth" the Krogan, she acted like it was the most normal thing in the universe. To be fair though, for Shepard it was pretty close to normal.

"You done?" Shepard asked, her voice flat and unimpressed and raised an eyebrow at the other woman. "No?" She replied for her.

"Good, because I really don't care. You are forgetting who it is you're talking to or you're forgetting most of what had to be in my psyche profile. Either way it doesn't change the fact that I'm going to open that tank. I don't need your approval."

"When The Illusive Man hears about this…" Miranda replied, her voice still filled with fury.

"He'll agree with me." Shepard cut her off. She took her boots off the table and leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. "I have yet to be proven wrong when I follow my instincts. And my instincts are telling me to open that tank."

Shepard stood, Garrus stood with her. "Unless you can come up with a valid reason to not wake the Krogan in our hold, you're dismissed."

Miranda turned around and stormed out the door. Shepard looked at the other occupant of the room.

"Anything from you Mister Taylor?" Shepard asked, her tone much less harsh than what she had used on Miranda.

"No Ma'am." He replied. "I think it's a good idea. We could use another heavy hitter for the ground team."

Shepard nodded accepting the response. "Thank you mister Taylor. Dismissed." Jacob saluted and left the room.

"Come on Garrus." Shepard turned to him, her tone light almost jumpy. "Shall we go and become parents to a fully grown killing machine of a Krogan?"

Garrus laughed. "Is that really a question?"

"No. Just giving you an out if you want it. No need for your face to get any more mangled than it already is." She started leaving the room.

Garrus snorted and followed her. "The same could be said for you Shepard. At least I'm still good looking by Turian standards."

Shepard's light laughter was her only response and like music to his ears.


Garrus sensed that something was wrong before he heard the loud bellowing roar. Shepard had asked him to stand guard outside the door and make sure no one came in. When he heard the roar and subsequent crash of Shepard's body into the bulkhead. Garrus unslung his Vindicator and slammed his fist onto the door controls. The door took an agonizingly slow time opening.. Garrus could hear the deep rumble of a Krogan's voice on the other side of the door, but couldn't quite make out what the voice was saying.

The door opened and Garrus leveled his rifle at the back of the white plated Krogan. He froze however when he saw Shepard. She was pinned up against the bulkhead, the Krogan's arm against her chest and keeping her lifted at least a foot off the floor. Despite how it looked like the Krogan was in full control of the situation and Shepard, it was quite the opposite. Shepard's face and eyes were steel and she was staring the Krogan down. Garrus had seen Shepard use the same face and stare on Wrex, even then he was impressed that the old warlord backed down from it.

"I am Grunt." The deep steady voice of the Krogan reached his ears. "If you are worth of your command, prove your strength and try to destroy me."

"Okeer's imprint has failed." The Krogan continued, either oblivious or ignoring the Turian scent that must have come into the room. "His enemies are not my own. Without reason that is my own, one fight is as good as any other. Might as well start with you."

Garrus froze at seeing Shepard's hand move from her side to behind her. He knew she had something up her sleeve but couldn't figure out what.

"Fight for me then." Shepard replied, her tone calm and steely at the same time. "I have a strong ship and a strong crew, a strong clan. You would make it stronger."

"If your enemies are weak or you make weak commands, I will kill you."

"My enemies are strong, no doubt about that." Her voice spoke only facts.

"Hmmp. That is acceptable. I will fight for you. For now."

"Good choice." Shepard replied, for the first time Garrus saw the Tempest in Shepard's hand. It was pointed at "Grunt's" chin.

The Krogan released her and laughed. "Well played, Shepard. Offer up one hand but arm the other."

The Krogan nodded and backed away. Shepard lowered her Tempest and moved towards the door and Garrus. The Krogan's voice stopped her.

"If I find a clan. I will be honored to eventually pit them up against you." The Krogan turned his head towards Garrus and sneered. The Krogan's icey blue eyes held nothing but hate for Garrus.

"And your mate." The Krogan continued. The door shut behind Shepard and Garrus once they left.

"Seriously? My mate? What is with everyone thinking you and I are a thing?" Shepard turned her gaze towards Garrus, one eyebrow raised in question.

"No idea." Garrus coughed. "For him it may be that he thinks it based off of smell. Turians in combat give off very similar scents to when close to their family."

Shepard snorted.

"It's a defensive thing. As much as we want to claim it, Turians still have a lot of resemblances to our animal counterparts."

"Good." Shepard replied her tone just ever so teasing. "It'd be weird if it turned out my best friend had a crush on me and not the balls to tell me so." Shepard walked away.

"See you later big guy." Shepard waved over her shoulder.

Once she was safely out of earshot, Garrus let out a deep breath.

"Yep, definitely weird."


AN:

So it took a bit longer than i thought for me to catch up to this point in my play through, but I finally finished this mission and this chapter. While it's not as long as I'd like it to be it feels like I'm stopping at the right point.

Next up, Kasumi, Her mission and Zaeed's mission will be touched on. So long as I can do all those in a timely manner I should have the next chapter up in two weeks.

As always, thanks for the views, favorites and follows. Hope you all enjoy this! Until next time!

Edit: Fixed a mistake that I found. Shocked I didn't catch it before i posted this.