~Jane~

Please not this again, Jane silently pleas as she finds herself running without thought towards the hovering rescue in the distance.

She doesn't even flinch when she feels the weight of the Maw's acid upon her back, but despite her every effort, she still stumbles to her knees when the pain kicks in like a missile straight up her spine.

She isn't surprised either when she feels the bony dead hands wrap around her shoulders and bring her body completely to the ground, her hand outstretched to grasp the shadow in the shuttle just out of reach. A shriek is jarred from her lips as the weight of her own body and that of Jameson comes to a sudden stop against the hard ground.

"Janey, Janey, Janey," Jameson taunts as his fingers tangle in her hair. "Three date, is it now, and I still haven't gotten to first base." He shifts his weight, making her grit her teeth against the scream, and breathes in her ear, "Playing hard to get, mmm, I like that." He is so close that she can hear the sounds of the fluid from his lungs as they are eaten from the acid and break down rumbling in her ear.

She can't fight him and she has no strength to yell and scream at him, knowing full well that it will accomplish nothing. She hopes that if she just sits here and accepts it that maybe she can wake up sooner, away from this hell and far away from Akuze.

"Ah, come on now," Jameson raises his weight off of her and even though it should relieve the pain in her back, it only brings an all new one as she is pelted by the feeling of the air against her molting skin. She sobs, begging her head to stop this torment and to let her wake. "You're always so feisty. Got nothing left?" He sifts so that he is leaning against one elbow to her side, turning so that she is faced with the full vision of his decaying flesh. "He ain't doing it for you anymore?"

"Please," she resorts to all out begging, something she never thought she'd do, but with the torment of continually finding herself here no matter what she tries to do to get over the pain she can't find it in her to care. "Just tell me what you want," she dips her head to ground, her forehead coming in contact with the cold, immovable planet, and her breath stirs dust up and onto her tear soaked cheeks.

"Trust me, Jane." The voice that breaks through the fog isn't Jameson's, it's one completely different and unnatural to this hell with its dual toned harmonics and deep resonance.

Her head jerks up in shock, the searing pain shooting down her back and to her toes going unaccompanied by a scream as she finds herself locking gazes with the last person she would have ever expected in this nightmare.

Hanging from the shuttle with a hand outstretched towards her is Garrus Vakarian, her best friend and the one person she is scared to say means more to her than anything she could imagine. His blue eyes shine strongly with support and his stance is strong, not like anything else in this dream but like a solid guidance out of her pain. Staring into his crystal orbs, she finds the strength to pull past Jameson's grip and reach out to him, hoping that her drained and twisted body can manage the distance.

Just as her fingers graze against the tips of his talons, Jameson twists his bony fingers into her hair, jerking her head back to growl into her ear. "You think you can really trust him? What's he going to do once he gets tired of your shit? Figures you're too much effort?"

At his words, the distance between her and Garrus seems to widen, their outstretched hands no longer within reach of one another. She feels her strength and hope draining, the vision of her present starting to fade into shadows once again, and she cries out in anguish, silently praying for Garrus not to leave her.

"Trust me, Jane," he voice echoes just before she loses all hope. The shadows dissipate to bring him within her grasp, "You have to trust me."

Gritting her teeth and digging the hand braced against the ground into the dirt, she screams and uses every ounce of her remaining energy to throw herself forward, and finally trusting that he will catch her.