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Part VII, Always The Bridesmaid But Never The Bride, Hey… “Have you ever thought about after?” Shepard asked from her place under him, her head nestled in his lap. “Hmm?”   “After the war, what would you do with your life? Can’t imagine you going back to C-Sec” Garrus couldn’t help but to laugh at the idea. How could he go back to what life was before after all this? “No, C-Sec was definitely not something I had in mind” Garrus replied “If I’m honest, I’ve never really thought that far ahead, though I don’t think I’ve ever thought beyond the pre

Part VI, A Mission Can Change But A Soldier Never Does He loved watching her sleep, it was one of the few times in which Shepard seemed completely at peace, especially when there wasn’t any nightmares. Nowadays, peace was a rare luxury. He loved the way her hair seemed to flow down her back, her freckles dotting all other her body like the night sky. Some nights, like tonight, Garrus liked to sleep with his head resting on Shepard’s’ chest, her hands resting idly on his fringe. Not only did Garrus find that breasts make great pillows, even by turian standards, but he liked listening to her heartbeat, it was a constant remin

Part V, As Light Cracks Through This Thick Foundation If there was one word which made the crew of Normandy shudder with disgust more than anything. Politics was that word. It seemed that no matter who many times Shepard had tried to avoid it, it always seemed to catch up with them. All the way from her Spectre induction to now past the end of the Reaper War, it seemed like politics were fundamentally a part of their lives.   In the same way vomit was a fundamental part of an illness.   Nowadays, Garrus’s life was filled with negotiations with council races on matters like ration distributions and placements of troops. It could be con

Part IIII, I’d Rather See My Nightmare’s than My Memories “I just...I've seen so many things go wrong, Shepard. My work at C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis. I just want things to go right, just once ” The two brought their heads closer together, as if even gravity itself was pulling them together. Garrus brought his hand up to Shepard’s cheek, gently tracing his finger down it. He did it in an almost cautious manner, as if he was scared his finger would cause her to bleed.   For a few moments they stayed like that, enjoying the closeness of one another. Feeling their heartbeats, their breath, just each other&#

Part III, Who Says Everyone Has Responsibilities?   The emotions felt after the war were often strange, confusing thing sometimes. You live in a world of either shock that it’s actually over, happiness that it is over, relief that you no longer have to fight and sadness or mourning over those who gave their lives in order to make this war a victory. Often you feel all of them all at the same time. Then things get confusing and the one thing you really end up wondering is well…   What now? That was probably one of the many conflicting emotions Garrus was going through at this moment in time. Not that he wasn’t glad the war w

Part II, I’m awake but not quite here 90 days since the reapers had been defeated 87 days since Shepard’s body was found 51 days since the major relays were repaired 44 days since the Normandy came home And only 7 days since Garrus and Shepard were reunited. Well physically anyway. That was probably the bit that hurt the most. The fact that Shepard was right next to him, yet completely unaware of his existence or even the world around her. Locked in her own mind, unable to move or even function without help from those goddamn machines hooked up to her body. “You can’t sit here all day Garrus” Liara told hi

The End? The Reapers are gone… The War is won…. The Reapers are gone… The War is won… Over and over, Garrus repeats these words over in his head like a cycle. But not because he can’t believe. No, he always knew Shepard could do it, he always had faith in her, never once did he doubt her abilities. He repeats these words because no matter how hard he tries, he can’t feel happy. Not without her.   They found her body… She’s in a bad condition, Less than 50% chance of her survival, even less for a full recovery. When he finally was granted clearance to see her, Garrus did not expect what h

O’ Children There was a variety of things in Shepard’s life which could go in the list of the things she hated. Cerberus and the Illusive Man, the ignorance of the council, the husks, and of course the Reapers. All these are true, she did hate them, with a passion, however the one thing that Shepard hated more than anything, the one thing she despised, was the silence. When things were silent, that’s when her mind was left to wonder, to think back at all the death and destruction which had taken place. On a battlefield, where bullets are whizzing past and the sounds of bombs and gunfire are endless, there is no time to thi

Chapter 8, The Little Things Give You Away If anything, guilt had been the thing that hit Optimus the most. The pounding feeling of guilt, anger and fear as he realised Sam had been captured by the Decepticons. One of his worst fears relived once again. “Optimus, the Decepticons are retreating!” Ironhide called out to the Autobot leader. Optimus nodded in acknowledgement “Autobots fall back!”As the Autobots began to fall back, Optimus commed Ratchet to find out if Sam and Mikaela were alright and more importantly, alive. “Ratchet, how are the children?” there wasn’t an immediate reply, but when he d