It's been a while...this is fun drabble I had flowing around my head. I could so picture Vega doing something like this too. : ) Anyway thanks for the reviews, follows, alerts and what nots. Enjoy!

PE

So Glad That's Over With

"You know I never like those things. Creepy little rachni bastards." James said peeling his chest plate off. Long strands of blackish blue gore dripped from it. Esteban crinkled his nose at the mess Vega was making.

"Mr. Vega, the floor." He nodded at the growing pool of ichor at James feet. Vega glanced downward and cringed.

"Man, I liked this armor too. I'm never going to get the smell out." Complaining and grumbling he quickly stripped the rest of his armor off. Careful to not touch anything more than was necessary, he seriously contemplated walking to the shower stark naked. His clothes were drenched in the black grime and sweat.

"Don't even think about it, Mr. Vega." Esteban said shaking his head viciously. "Shepard won't like it."

James smiled. "You never know she might like it."

Cortez shook his head again. "Don't." He gritted turning away from Vega.

"See, now I have too." Cortez bulked faltering in his steps at Vega's words. James laughed and then started pulling his shirt over his head peeling it away from his skin.

"Mr. Vega, I'm only going to say this once, after that you're on your own. If you value your position on this ship, just don't." Cortez suggested. He started away again heading toward his precious Kodiak.

James chuckled as he unbuttoned his pants and slipped out of them. Standing in the locker section of the armory in just his standard issued boxer brief underwear which were also...questionable. He looked down and grinned. "Yo, Esteban how much you willing to bet that Shepard will like what she sees?"

Shepard sat with Dr. Chakawas in the Mess Hall sipping on a cup of coffee. The bitter brown liquid was warm and soothing as much as it was rejuvenating and bad tasting. She was freshly showered and wanting a moment to collect her thoughts before she started writing her report for their last mission. She had already contacted Admiral Hackett to let him know that the Crucible Project would be having a few 'unusual guests' show up. She smiled as took another sip and Chakawas finished telling her story.

"You know I've never seen someone so shocked as Major Alenko was when you threw James across that sparring line. Well, maybe Lt. Vega." Chakawas laughed again as she remembered the spar that had taken place a few days ago. James had proposed the idea of a turian style sparring ring and she had to admit the idea wasn't a bad one. In fact the fights had been quite relaxing and mind numbing. Vega and her had danced before but not to an audience. Most of which were already betting that Vega being the stronger and broader opponent would win. Shepard had proved them all wrong. Vega for his part wasn't a sore loser.

"So, Commander, when's the next spar scheduled?" Chakawas asked bringing Shepard's thoughts back to the table and presence company.

Shepard smiled. "Don't know. Vega wanted to run a tournament style. You know one person fights until they lose or something like that."

"Poor James, he lost the first fight so does that mean he will just stay on the sidelines?" Chakawas inquired taking a sip of her own brown beverage.

Shepard shrugged. "I doubt it. Not enough people involved or interested yet to do that."

"Well, how many do you have interested?"

"In actually participating?" Vega's voice questioned from around the Mess Hall corner. And then he walked into view. Shepard's eyes widened and she was thankful she didn't have a mouthful of coffee or Chakawas would have been covered. He was wearing only his boxer briefs. "We have, me, Shepard, Garrus, some corporals from the war room and that's about it." He ticked off six fingers. Shepard kept her eyes firmly on Vega's hands.

Chakawas turned to regard Vega and noticed his choice of attire or his apparent lack there of. "Lieutenant Vega! What are to doing?"

Vega shrugged and smiled mischievously. "My clothes and armor were soaked through with rachni blood. I came up to shower and overheard you two lovelies talking about the sparring match the other day." He winked at Shepard who was trying to figure out what to say to him. She sighed and placed her mug down on the table. There were two ways she could handle this, react to him and give him want he wanted, which was a reaction to his behavior. Which in turn lead her to believe that he had a bet going on with Cortez about her reaction. If that was the case then…her best choice was not to react at all.

"You don't think Kaidan would join us in a sparring match?" She prompted changing the subject back to the fighting ring.

James frowned and shook his head meeting her eyes. "Don't think so, Commander. I asked him and he didn't seem keen on the idea."

Shepard smiled back. "Did you tempt him with a biotic spar?"

James cocked his head and crossed his arms. Shepard noticed a toiletry bag in his right hand. So he really was going to shower at least. "Never thought to offer him that. Only what three biotics beside himself on the ship. You, Blue, and Scrooge."

Shepard rubbed her forehead and frowned down into her coffee. "Scrooge?" Chakawas asked raising an eyebrow at James, apparently still coming to terms with his partial nudeness.

"Yeah, the Protheanen."

"Scrooge, you can't be serious and I wouldn't recommend calling him that to his face."

Vega shook his head. "I can't remember his name, Commander, sorry, alien names are harder than human names to remember."

"It's Javik."

"Hmm…I think Scrooge fits him better. Just like Lola fits you."

Shepard chuckled and rolled her eyes at Vega. Chakawas scoffed turning to look at Vega. "Really, Lt. Vega, put some clothes on."

Shepard busted out laughing as Vega winked at the doctor. She covered her mouth with a hand.

"Ah, come on, Doc, I'm starting a new trend." James smiled and shifted his weight. Chakawas sighed and stood. She looked up at the big all but naked man.

"There are some people on this ship, Lieutenant, I would rather not see in various stages of undress more than I should as the ship's doctor." She eyed him up. "Though I must say that you aren't one of them."

Shepard barked out a laugh again holding her hand more firmly over her mouth trying to stem the laughter that was threatening to pour forth. She knew as the commanding officer she should be lecturing him about propriety, but Chakawas response as priceless. Vega blinked and shifted uncomfortably again.

"Well, Lola seems to be enjoying the show."

"Hmm, that's right, laugh it up, Vega. Though as much as I might be enjoying this you really need to go shower," She paused and pointed up at something dark on Vega's face. She scrunched up her nose at him. "You have something on your face," She leaned forward slightly, "And I think it is also in your hair."

James' face turned a lovely shade of red and Shepard chuckled along with Chakawas as Vega turned and headed toward the showers.

Chakawas whistled low watching Vega's boxer covered backside. Shepard laughed as Vega hurried away even faster. Chakawas turned back to her and smiled. "Well, I don't think he will do that again."

Just at that moment Kaidan stepped around the corner his brow furrowed in disbelief. "Did I just see Lieutenant Vega walk from here wearing just his boxers?" He asked leveling his gaze on Shepard.

Chakawas' smile grew brighter and she hid it behind a hand as Shepard winked at Kaidan and motioned for him to have a seat. "Yeah, just be glad you missed it."