Kaidan gotten everything set up on the table as I came out of my bedroom in casual clothes, tank top, and tight fitting jogging pants. I saw him pull on his tee shirt nervously as I then grabbed my N7 hoodie and zipped it up.
"Is there anything you don't look good in?" He asked... I tried my best not to blush and grin like an idiot.
"Well I hadn't tried armor, not sure if I'd look good in that. I've been working on making N7 armor but I hadn't finished it... I'm such a perfectionist, I'm not sure what I'll wear tomorrow for the con."
Kaidan then remembered something as he went to the balcony, "I almost forgot the crew and I have something else to give to you." I saw him get a foot locker from the balcony as he placed it near the coffee table where I sat.
"You shouldn't have... But why?"
"Well long story but to make it short Shepard and us played the games of you just to get a better perspective on our missions. Shepard would have wanted you to have it."
I looked at the foot locker, then back at him, "I really don't know what to say, but I don't feel I deserve this."
"Shepard saw a lot of her in you. They both always thought of you like a sister or a cousin like figure growing up. They both felt sometimes a 'Old Fashioned' approach wouldn't hurt depending on the mission. But really it allowed us to see that some issues in the past were still being dealt with today besides the differences between then and now."
"Really?" I spoke, "oh wow... Thanks... Oh right um time to compare notes."
"From what you told us already everything seems to match up so far."
"What do you mean?"
Kaidan remembered what Hackett told them, "for the time being I suggest you don't tell Commander Hansen you know about her Alternate self unless the status quo changes from her time to our time."
"Well ah apparently someone like you was investigating the same thing we were just working on. That person came up with the same conclusion as you have but it got cold once everyone returned to Earth. All I was able to get was the person was stationed on the Bonaventure SR-1."
"Bonaventure?"
"You sound like you heard that name before."
"That's not only a place in Quebec but it's also the name of the last Canadian Aircraft carrier in our military history."
"Really when was that?"
"During the Second world war, my Great Grandfather served as the ship's cook... He suffered PTSD after the war was over."
"Back in that time it wasn't known or treated."
"Yeah, it's treatable now but it takes months or even years to cure our men and women in any uniform. I've been pretty lucky... Maybe because of my family histories we're more aware and stronger."
"You seem to know a lot of your family history."
"Sometimes the Past helps answers Present problems that shouldn't be repeated." I said then yawned, "It's getting late Kaidan."
"Yeah it's been a super long day for you."
"You can sleep in my room, and I'll sleep in my roommate's room."
"You don't have to do that Mel." He said as I noticed he finally called me by my nickname, well one of them.
"Well it's how my folks always let guests sleep in their bed, and My roommate likes that rule too."
"Oh ok."
Kaidan waited for Commander Hansen to get to sleep when he contacted the Normandy as he told Ashley we had we just discussed.
"Kaidan she seems to be aware of the other Herself somehow." She confessed as she recalled what she and Commander Hansen told her in the ladies room.
"Hows that possible?"
"Well she mentioned it after I gave her a com that hours before we met she was hit on the head with a meteorite that shocked her out cold not like what happened when you gave her the tags and when I gave her the com."
"That's about the same time things got weird on our end."
"Exactly, keep an eye on her Kaidan it seems like she's the key to getting things restored to what we know."
"Alright Ash, good thing I got that ticket."
"What's the Alias you used for registering?"
"Terrance Stojko."
She giggled, "Alright Skuttlebutt behave ok?"
"I'll be a True canadian gentleman."
"Whatever that is."
"You've never watched Due South haven't you?"
"No I haven't should I?"
"Hmm, never mind you'd probably won't get the references in the show."
"Alright if you say so, get some rest ok? Over and out."
...
"Hey sissy! Melly! Wakey, wakey sleepyhead." said a voice that sounded like mine, I looked to see a woman who was exactly like me with blonde hair. I felt overwhelmed, as she looked at me with a glaring stare, "Don't tell me you've been reading Nanny's journals again?"
Nanny... That was what I nicknamed my Great grandmother when I was little... I looked in my hand to see an old journal of mine in slightly different handwriting, "I guess so." I found myself saying, "I guess I was remembering when we went out on our own missions separately." I quickly looked around to see I was in a Citadel Apartment... in the Presidium as I was on the garden balcony under a tree.
"I know, we both had tough missions thankfully Shepard was there to help us out."
"I can't believe I still owe Cousin Shep a beer or two." I spoke.
"Actually we both owe Shepard a beer each." Melissa corrected me, "And apparently she wanted to set you up some some guy on here crew... What was his name?" She said thinking, "Drat... It come eventually."
I giggled, "Yeah like tomorrow night?"
"Good grief Melly!"
...
My alarm went off as I woke up for real this time... I checked my phone to see it was Sunday morning I got up early as I was about to get breakfast started. I was somewhat relieved that I didn't have anymore strange dreams but the one I just had I of my Sister was alive and she and I were inseparable, like my twin brothers were when we were kids. Somehow I felt comforted knowing she lived happily with me in the other life we had... But it still made me tear up a tad bit knowing that though... I wished to have that life I had dreamt of, but that wasn't possible... Not here not now not ever.