Chapter 1: Prologue: The Shepards
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Prologue: The Shepards
Earth Date: June 6th, 2170 CE
Location: Mindoir Human Colony, Town of Meer, Café Capri
By Human standards, Mindoir was a relativaely young colony. People were still settling on the colony and it showed. The town of Meer was always bustling, day and night. The attached spaceport of Hale, named so by the colonists after the family who built it, was always a hive of activity. The Alliance had recently released a highly anticipated breakdown and consensus on which colonies were prospering. Unsurprisingly, Eden Prime was at the top of the list. What was surprising was that Mindoir was second on that list in terms of agriculture. Numerous other reports involving soil, population health, incidents with passing by species, and Mindoir was attracting much attention.
None of this mattered much however to John Shepard. What currently was occupying his mind was the woman sitting across from him. Elizabeth Dewitt had just crushed the dreams he had for his future on the colony.
"What do you mean no?!" John asked, genuinely shocked. He had been seeing Elizabeth since they had both been fourteen. For the last two years he thought she had felt the same way...
"John, I like you." Elizabeth said softly. She reached across the table in the cafe and took his numb right hand in hers, squeezing softly. "But I want to do more than just live here. I want to work on my painting, I want to travel. I just sent some samples of my work in a data packet to Rossignol Acadamey on Thessia. If they accept me I'll leave after this semester finishes. I want to see the worlds and paint things no one has ever seen before."
"You could still do that!" John insisted. "I'm not saying you'd have to give it up but-!"
"No John. I care for you but I'm won't marry you. I'm sorry but I was looking for the right moment to tell you about this and tell you it was over. I wanted to find the right time to say this but I think I waited too long." Elizabeth said. She shook her head sadly and John swallowed, hard. He slid his hand away from hers.
"You should go back." John said gruffly. "I think I'm going to take the rest of the day off." Elizabeth nodded and stood up.
"I'm sorry John." she said again. John watched her go and walk down the street to school. He scrubbed a hand across his face, squeezing his blue eyes shut. God, he was so stupid. What was he thinking anyway, proposing at sixteen? John took a ragged breath. He needed to take some time to think. He'd leave the hover bike for Jane to take back to the farm. He needed to go for walk. It's not like he hadn't skipped class before.
Pushing away from the table in the little cafe he'd snuck Elizabeth to during lunch, he headed over to the counter to pay the bill.
~*TF*~
'Don't think about it,' Jane thought as she read her biology book, filling out her homework. The pressure was building in her head and she had a sinking feeling she knew what it was. Biotic blue ran over her wrist for a moment and her omnitool closed as she slapped her hand down over the energy, pushing it away. It had started a few months ago and Jane knew she should talk to a doctor, there was no denying what she was. She just didn't want to have to have an implant shoved into her skull. The special training that she would need would send her off Mindoir and while she did want to explore space, she didn't want to leave before she finished secondary school. There was no denying it, she would not be able to hide it for much longer.
"Jane Shepard please report to the dean's office.” a voice called over her omnitool and Jane sighed. Her headache was getting worse, but this time it whispered one thing. John. Jane quickly took the shortest route to the office and entered, Dean Collins was sitting behind his desk and gave her a familiar look.
"When did he go missing?" Jane sighed.
"We believe he headed out with his girlfriend at lunch.” Dean Collins said and Jane made a face.
"Is Elizabeth back?" Jane asked and the dean nodded. "I'll go get him." Jane headed out and was thankful to see their hover-bike was still in its parking spot. It was going to be much faster to catch him with the bike, no doubt he left it on purpose so he could wander. In fact as she got on the bike she saw John's backpack was strapped to it with his guitar. As she started the bike Jane's head throbbed and while most of it was because of anger at her brother, a small part, a small part that was continuing to grow, was biotically painful.
~*TF*~
The thing that woke John up was the roar of a hover bike. He didn't even bother getting up from where he was laying. He heard the bike settle down with a dull thump on the other side of the hill where he had hidden himself. There were a few moments of silence before he heard a familiar female voice grumble his name. He kept his eyes closed as he heard a loud whistle, using a familiar tune taught to him by his father.
Olly olly oxen free.
Upon hearing it he whistled it back just as loud. Shortly after he heard stomping footsteps come over the hill.
"I should have known you'd be here. Do you know it took them two hours to realize you were gone, again!"
John opened his eyes and looked up to see his fraternal twin sister standing above him, her hands balled into fists and jammed onto her hips.
"Sorry I had to think." John said and Jane rolled her blue eyes at him.
"Hello to you too! Guess who got sent to find you, again?! By the time we get back I'll have missed book club!"
John smirked and closed his eyes. He heard Jane huff but felt her sit next to him.
~*TF*~
Jane reclined on the hill, overlooking their family farm. She lay down on her back and looked up at the sky. Mindoir was a great planet, it looked like Earth with a blue sky and mostly green plant life. Jane wanted to see the galaxy, but at the same time, she wasn't ready at sixteen.
"Why did you run off?" she asked.
"I asked Elizabeth to marry me.” he said and Jane sighed.
"Of course you did. Maybe you should try growing up before getting married, I hear marriages last much longer when you do that.” she said.
"I know, it was impulsive and stupid, but I love her.” John said and Jane nodded.
"Anyone with eyes knows how you feel about Elizabeth.” she replied before turning to look at her brother. "I guess she broke up with you too."
"That obvious?" he asked, turning to look at her.
"You'd be following her around begging if she had only told you 'not yet,'" Jane explained and John nodded before looking up at the clouds.
"When did my baby sister get so smart?" he asked and Jane snorted.
"I'm only your baby sister by fourteen minutes.” she replied.
~*TF*~
"What are you going to do now?" Jane asked. John shrugged and sat up. He stared out over the small pond in the middle of the Shepard farm.
"Take everything a day at time I guess. My plans really don't change much, Jane. When I graduate I'll take some courses over the extranet but mostly I'll be staying here. Dad said if I did well he'd give me the back forty when I turn thirty." John said gesturing to area around them. "I've always liked it here. I could build a nice place to live here. What about you Jane? Ever thought about what you're going to do after we graduate?"
"John, that's a little over a year away." Jane replied. She was still lying on her back, cloud gazing.
"Still, have you ever thought about it?" He asked, lying back down next to his sister again.
~*TF*~
Jane looked at the clouds. Oh she was thinking about it a lot. Since the biotics had started she had been counting down to when she was found out. She knew she should see a doctor, but she already knew what would happen. First she would be rushed off world to get an implant installed. Then she would be sent to one of the military run training camps. This far out, she would have to be given to an Alliance training center, the private biotic training centers were still closer to Earth.
"Yeah, I think about it a lot. I have to go off world for medical school.” she said, feeling the sorrow. There were no biotic doctors. All the human biotics were in military programs. Biotics were weapons as far as humanity was concerned. Jane knew when she was discovered, she was not going to become a doctor.
"Dr. Shepard.” John said with a smile and Jane watched the clouds move. "Don't you want to get to book club?"
"Let's just watch the clouds a little longer.” Jane said. The twins laid there for awhile longer, enjoying the day and each other's presence.
Then a slow feeling of dread began to fill Jane as the sound of engines began in the sky.
~*TF*~
"What's that?" Jane said, pointing. John followed her finger to see a cluster of ships heading their way.
"Huh. I'm not sure. It looks like another group to setup another town. Remember how many came into port when they set up Cooper in the southern continent last year?" he noted.
"Yeah but they were announcing it months before hand. Look there's more! These ones are flying way to low. They could graze the tree tops if they're not c-" Jane was cut off as a ship did just that, blowing by the trees at the top of the hill they were lying on.
"What the hell?" John exclaimed. They both go up to look and Jane gasped as the ship turned back, opening a side door. There were people standing in the door way. It headed back their way, getting lower but also slowing down.
"John, those are Batarians." Jane said.
"What? No way."
"Look, they're getting closer too!"
They were getting closer and as the small ship passed by two Batarians in armor dropped out.
~*TF*~
Jane grabbed John and pulled him into the foliage. She knelt down and thought about everything she knew about Batarian raids.
"They can't be raiding.” John stated and Jane looked at him.
"They can...and they are...we can't let them take us.” Jane stated and John stared at her a moment before they crouched down lower and inched further back. The two Batarians moved closer and closer. Their eyes flickering over the plants and field. This part of the farm was still natural, it wasn't going to be used, it was just property that was allowed to sit without development in the hopes that the property would become valuable later further in the future. Both twins slid down, but Jane couldn't stop shaking, it was a problem she noticed when the biotics started. She was always hungry and she would shake when trying to hold still. She fidgeted in class to keep it from happening at school, but here, she couldn't fidget so her body began to tremble.
~*TF*~
"Come out!" The leader demanded. John tried to force Jane even deeper into the bushes next to him. He felt his sister shaking and he rubbed his hand along her back to calm her.
"Are you sure you saw humans here?" The other Batarian asked.
"Positive, a male and female! They looked young and healthy. If they're not related we can get that breeding pair the Captain wanted for his own stable. I want that bonus!" The first snapped. Jane whimpered and John felt his heart sink. They were slavers. Jane let out a cry of shock when the ground shook from an explosion. They both turned toward town where a large plume of smoke was starting to rise.
"Well, I'll be damned. There they are!" The second said, pointing to the bushes they were crouched in.
"Run." John hissed at her and lunged out of the bushes at the Batarians. They blinked in surprised as John charged them with a scream. He tackled the first one and they went tumbling down. John did his best to attack the Batarian but the second one came up behind him and struck him in the back of his head with the butt of his rifle. John went rolling, feeling dazed.
"He's a feisty one!" The second Batarian laughed. The first snarled and hopped to his feet.
"Find the female!"
~*TF*~
Jane turned when she heard the sound of a solid impact. Rage filled her and the pain in her head grew as she plastered her back to a tree. Biotic blue flickered in her eyes as she heard the approaching footsteps. It was risky, so risky, but John was down and Batarians were monsters. She had done a project in government class about Batarian relations. She had mentioned raids in her project, she had seen images of human bodies recovered from Batarian raids. She knew what they would do. A biotic implant was not something she wanted, but a Batarian brain bomb was infinitely worse.
"Come out, human, we won't hurt you if you come out willingly.” a rumbling voice purred. Jane's fury was massive as she turned from behind the tree and thought about the biotic blue. Biotics had power and right now, she had power.
"Biotic!" one cried before she lifted him up and slammed him into his companion. There was the crunch of bone. She then used her other hand to lift them both up, throwing them into the ground, this impact had more crunches. They bounced and she stared at one, all but one limb was twisted and two of his eyes were bloody holes, probably from impacting face first into his companion's armor.
"I'll kill you.” one of them growled, fumbling for his knife.
"No...you won't.” she screamed and watched as his head crunched under her biotic force. Jane stared at the mess that had been the Batarian's head and stepped back. She had killed him without even trying. She looked to see John getting up, he was blinking, recovering from the daze. He looked back at the Batarian who Jane had 'skipped' across the ground. He was in bad shape, not dead, but if they left him, he would be.
"What happened?" he asked and Jane felt moisture on her upper lip.
~*TF*~
"Jane?" John questioned. Jane shook her head, her nose bleeding.
"John, are you okay?" She asked.
"I'm fine but your nose is bleeding." John said, limping over. He tried not to think about the Batarian behind him, moaning. Jane blinked in surprise and rubbed her nose with the back of her hand. When she took it away she winced at the sight of the blood.
"My head is killing me." She muttered, rubbing her temples.
"Sit." John said. Jane sat. "Rest a minute, I'm going to see if I can use one of their guns. Were Mom and Dad in town today?"
"Yeah, I think so." Jane said softly. She winced and rubbed at her eyes.
"Okay we'll go there first. I'll go see if I can get anything from these guys then we'll take the bike back into town."
~*TF*~
Jane's head throbbed, it felt so good letting her biotics go, it was the first time she really harnessed it and it was so easy. Too easy to kill. She clung to John's back as he flew. She was the better one on the bike, but he was worried, it was clear when he looked at her. John didn't know how she stopped them, but he got that she wasn't happy about stopping them that way. Her head wasn't feeling better, she had hoped that going all out would make her head stop hurting, but it wasn't. She had read about biotics when the signs started showing up, migraines were a regular problem for those with biotic skill. She closed her eyes and clung to John's back. She wished the guns had worked for them, but then had just made error noises when John touched them. John had said they were probably DNA encoded.
"Oh no.” John hissed and Jane quickly opened her eyes. The horror that she saw took the breath out of her lungs and threw the pain in her head out of her concern. Death and destruction marred the town. The familiar sights were destroyed. The people of Meer were not helpless but such a quick and effective attack limited the resistance. Bodies of both humans and Batarians littered the streets. The hoverbike landed and Jane got off, there was a familiar set of legs next to the agricultural center's entrance. She ran, remembering the bright pair of overalls their mother loved and Jane dropped to her knees. Her body shook, not from her condition but from the emotional trauma, as she stared at her mother's corpse. A large, charred hole rested in the center of her back and Jane knew if she turned her mother over, it would be just as ugly from the front. Jane closed her mother's eyes and took the gun out of her mother's hands. Jane looked around and saw a few bodies on fire. Batarian slavers tried not to use incendiary ammo but they often used what they had on hand. The bodies burned and she approached. Sure enough she could see the rifle their father loved to hunt with on the ground next to one. It had to be their father. Both parents gone, so quickly. Jane struggled to remember if she told them she loved them this morning. Did she hug them? Kiss them? Let them know that she adored them. She turned to see John on his knees next to another body. Who could...oh no. The outfit was familiar, Elizabeth favored a blue jacket and skirt ever since she had cut her hair a month ago, it truly made her look like an artist. Jane stood and looked at her brother as he looked at the corpse of the woman he loved.
"Looks like we missed some boys.” a voice laughed and Jane turned her attention down the street. A band of Batarians were looking pleased with themselves. Rage came back, blue biotics burned in her head.
"John.” she said but he said nothing. Jane stared as the Batarians raised their guns. She couldn't control her biotics well. She had no implant but Asari children could form barriers. She could do what Asari children could, couldn't she?
~*TF*~
"John."
He felt numb.
"John."
He couldn't stop staring at her.
"John!"
He'd just spoken to her hours before. He'd held her hand, he kissed those lips this morning. He still lov-
"JOHN!"
He jerked as something snapped into place around him. It looked like shimmering bubble. It blocked the gunfire from the Batarians that had opened fire. If Jane hadn't been there...
Jane screamed, a sound of barely contained rage and the biotic bubble pulsed before dispersing. The pulse threw the Batarians back.
"RUN!" Jane screamed at him. John scrambled away from the scene towards his sister. Jane's nose was bleeding freely but the look in her eyes was pure fury.
"These humans are the last ones!" A Batarian screamed out, apparently the leader. "We need to hurry we can't keep the Alliance pinned forever."
John slammed into the ground, banging his head hard on the pavement as a Batarian tackled him from behind. John vision was swimming and then arms enclosed around his throat from behind. The Batarian tried to choke him but John slammed his head back. The Batarian let go, uttering an alien curse. John rolled under him, anger and rage driving him. He grabbed a piece of glass from nearby and jammed it into one of the Batarian’s eyes. The alien screamed in pain before a field of blue energy picked him. The Batarian screamed again as he went flying, smashing into a street lamp.
"Over here!" Jane shouted. John scrambled to his feet and ran to his sister and felt his eyes widen in shock as two large pieces of concrete levitated before hurtling at the Batarians. They went scrambling for cover.
"You're using biotics!" John exclaimed, surprised. Jane winced and staggered. John caught her but his own head was pounding and he was sure he felt blood running down the side of his head. Pain and exhaustion caught up with him and they sank to the street.
"I was." Jane muttered. John felt a deeper fear lance threw him as Jane looked up at him. Her eyes were severely blood shot, her nose was bleeding freely and there was even a bit of blood leaking from the corners of her eyes.
"Impressive." John's head snapped up. The Batarians were standing in front of them and the leader was smirking. "You two will fetch a high price."
Jane moaned and clutched at his shirt. John ground his teeth. The leader took some collars from a subordinate and reached for them.
Then the Batarian's head jerked back as a rifle round hit directly between all four of his eyes. The Batarians began to cry out in panic and scrambled away for cover.
The last thing John heard was the roar of gunfire as he passed out.
~*TF*~
Jane's head was pure agony, she wanted to close her eyes and just scream, scream until everything was forgotten. Mom and Dad were alive. The colony was whole. There weren't burnt corpses in the street.
"Shit! She's a biotic!" a voice cried. "Medic, we have a biotic."
"Is she implanted?" another voice asked.
"No...it just started..." Jane hissed as she opened her eyes. Alliance soldiers were looking down at her, a man and a woman.
"Your biotics just started?" the woman asked and Jane nodded. "Well honey, what you did today did you no favors. You probably hurt yourself. I'm going to have to sedate you to keep you from doing any more damage to your neural pathways. Do you understand?"
"Yes...just don't take me from my brother...we're...we're all we have now.” Jane whispered and the woman nodded as she prepped a shot. Jane barely felt it enter her system but felt the soothing cool relief that began to make the world fade away.
"Shielding like that without an implant, I didn't think humans could do that.” the man's voice followed Jane into unconsciousness.
~*TF*~
John moaned and slowly opened his eyes. It was night now. He could see the stars and he realized he was still on Mindoir. He slowly sat up and saw a small camp fire. Sitting around it were humans in armor. Alliance armor. One saw him and stood.
"Corporal Larrey." The man said, moving towards him. Another man stood and moved to catch up. Both men knelt by him, and the man called Larrey opened a satchel on his hip to pull out some medical supplies.
"I'm Lt. Commander David Anderson. My squad was deployed with several others to help push the slavers off world. Can tell us your name, son?"
John nodded and as he glanced around he was relieved to see Jane lying not too far from him on his right.
"I'm John, John Shepard. That's my sister Jane."
"Well, John you're lucky we were in the area on a training mission with the SSV Einstein. Can you tell us how many lived in town and how many outlying farms there were on this continent?"
'Were?' John thought.
"I think they last had it at about eight thousand in and around town. That includes the farms on the northern continent. There are thirty-seven farms." John said, forcing his brain to cough up the information. "Mr. Anderson, what about the southern continent?"
At John's question he heard someone give a hard sob. He glanced at the fire light and saw a woman in Alliance armor crying.
"Corporal?" Anderson questioned.
"He's fine sir. I'd recommend he get some more rest. I'll keep his sister sedated till we get her back to the Einstein. First time biotic manifestations without implants can do some damage but nothing permanent. They'll fix her up onboard and fit her with a biotic suppressant until they can get her the proper training and implants."
"Very good, see to Lieutenant Zabaleta." Anderson said. He turned his attention back to John as the medic moved to check on the crying woman. "It's been a rough day son, are you sure you can handle some more bad news?"
"I just saw some people I care about get killed, sir. I can take it." John said fiercely. Anderson studied him for a moment and then nodded.
"The southern continent fared better than you folks did here. Only about half got taken and they only killed about a quarter of the remaining populace." Anderson said gently.
"And here?" John asked quietly. Anderson sighed.
"You and your sister are the only ones to make it out alive and free. If we hadn't broken through when we did you would have been taken as well."
John squeezed his eyes shut. Gone, they were all gone.
He felt Anderson pat him on the shoulder but he refused to look at the man.
"Get some rest son. We're going to be evaced soon."
As the man moved away, John laid back down and let the tears finally come.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 8th, 2170 CE
Location: SSV Einstein
Jane woke up slowly, the feeling of a hand on hers. She looked to see John and the tears in his eyes as he looked down at her.
"You woke up.” he said and she nodded.
"My head hurts.” Jane stated and he nodded.
"They only woke you up so that you would know what was happening. They're going to split us up.” he said. "You...you're a..."
"I'm a biotic, John, I've known for a little while. I know what's going to happen to me.” Jane said and he stared at her. "I was going to make an appointment with Dr. Hoffman, to make it official. I studied what would happen to me. They're going to take me to Elysium for implant surgery and training."
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked.
"I wasn't ready to accept it yet. I was getting my courage together to make the appointment.” Jane whispered as she squeezed her brother's hand. "I have to get training. I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"I forgive you, Jane.” John said. "I won't be able to go with you to Elysium will I?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"I'm sorry, we will keep track and meet up when we can.” Jane said.
"We will, I can't let my baby sister think she's alone in the galaxy.” John said.
"Only by fourteen minutes.” Jane said.
"Okay, she needs to go back under.” the medic stated and John looked at her.
"But you said that she could have biotic suppressants.” he said and Jane stared at him for a moment before squeezing his hand.
"John, I'm a traumatized biotic, sometimes suppressants aren't enough.” Jane said.
"How do you know?" he asked.
"John, I saw the same things you did. We are both traumatized, the difference is, you'll just be emotional, I'll be dangerous. The order probably came from above, no one wants an untrained biotic ripping a hole in the hull.” Jane said and John gave her a look.
"I'll be here for the surgery, they can't deny me seeing you wake up.” he said and Jane nodded.
"I'd feel better if you were there after I wake up from the implant surgery." she said, squeezing his hand.
"I wish I was a biotic too. Then you wouldn’t have to go through this alone." he mumbled. Jane smiled softly.
"Don't know why you’re not one, but if you're not showing signs you might not have been mutated by eezo." she whispered as the sedative entered her body.
"Hundreds of pregnant women have been exposed to eezo, but the number of biotics is incredibly small, not every child exposed prenatal to eezo even has any side effects. It's rather interesting that one twin developed biotics at all when the other didn't, but it is completely possible. I’ll have to write a paper on this when we…" the medic prattled on as Jane returned to unconsciousness.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 10th, 2174 CE
Location: Earth, Rio de Janeiro, Interplanetary Combative Academy
"Alright you maggots listen up! I am Senior Chief Petty Officer Mendez! Your CO's saw something they think is good enough for advanced training! Well I'm here to inform you that I'm going to be running each of you through the strainer to shift out the shit from the shinola! And if I think for one fraction of a second you're not giving me everything you have I will personally wash you out and give you a boot in the ass on the way out! Now when I call your service number and name you will present yourself. This will be done in groups of five. This will be your squad for the next six months. So if any of you can count that means we have only fours squads!"
John stood at attention under the hot sun and waited his turn. Ever since he heard about the N7s in boot he'd wanted to be one. After all the best way to protect people was have the training to do so. He' couldn't wait to write Jane and let her know he was in the program already. He had to wonder if she was still bouncing between assignments and crash courses on Elysium.
"Next is Delta Squad. Service number 5923-AC-2825! Shepard, John!" John quickly moved forward saluted and assumed the ready position. He almost staggered when Chief Mendez spoke again.
"Service number 5923-AC-2826! Shepard, Jane!"
Jane smirked as she moved beside John and gave him a look from the corner of her eye. She saluted. Her biotic training was done and there were whispers that her training regiment would be used in the new biotic school they were building. She was a little jealous that she missed out on Grissom Academy, but maybe she could go back one day and teach. Of course if she made herself too useful to the Alliance she might not have the time for something as mundane as teaching...even if she would be teaching biotics.
"Did you really think a biotic of my abilities wouldn't be here?" she whispered and John smirked.
John stood at attention with Jane by his side and couldn't help but smile as the other members of his squad were assembled. Maybe, just maybe they might make it through this training.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 29th, 2174 CE
Location: Earth, Rio de Janeiro, Interplanetary Combative Academy, War Game Simulation Field Seven
The teams moved across the field. War games was a favorite of Jane's, it made her analytical mind overjoyed to use their opponents' weaknesses to their advantage.
"Sniper in position.” Jane whispered into her communicator.
"Are you secure?" John's voice came into her ear.
"Ready to barrier in a moment's notice.” she replied. "I got eyes on the field. Enemy is in two groups attempting to flank."
"How many guarding their flag?" John asked.
"One assault rifle and their sniper...oh, he should not be there.” she purred.
"Can you take him out?" John asked.
"How many you want down?" she replied.
"Take out the guards. Go with plan Sierra Alpha first, follow with a Charlie Kilo, and then let's finish them with a Sierra Tango Tango.” John ordered.
"Is this going to be another Shepard Show?" someone moaned.
"What is our rank in the war games?" John asked.
"I do believe this squad is undefeated, could that be due to us?" Jane replied.
“Don’t remind me.” Some else grumbled.
"Initiate Sierra Alpha!" John barked, cutting off the friendly banter and Jane quickly took out the leader of the other team before taking out their sniper. Both shots were headshots. The dummy rounds deactivated weapons of 'dead' players.
"Charlie Kilo!" John roared as he and the majority of the rest of the team charged the two waves that had paused. Jane was making head shots quickly before she activated her barrier, keeping herself safe from the assault rifle.
"Sierra Tango Tango!" John laughed and Jane dropped down a few branches and took out the assault rifle while John charged quickly stealing the opposing team’s flag and running. She covered him before dropping to the ground as he reached their stage.
"A perfect War Game record for the team led by John Shepard.” the announcer cried and Jane smirked as she slung her sniper rifle onto her back.
"You should be in charge.” John said with a grin.
"Nah.” Jane replied. "I prefer my sniper rifle to charging in without being aware of the situation."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: August 26th, 2176 CE
Location: Elysium Colony, City: Illyria
If there was one thing Shepard treasured it was shore leave. He liked getting to see other planets, other cultures. Elysium wasn't too far from his last mission and he had requested for some R&R. His request had been granted.
"Lieutenant Shepard!"
Turning at the sound of his name being called, John smiled as he saw Agenia Lasia running up to him. The Asari matron reached him and immediately bent over panting. He had met Agenia shortly after his arrival. She was in charge of recovering a large stash of eezo that the colonists had discovered recently.
"Are you alright ma'am?" He asked. She waved a hand at him as she took in deep breaths.
"I've...been...looking....everywhere for you." The Asari gasped out.
"Is there a problem?" John asked. Agenia nodded and stood up, having finally caught her breath.
"Commander Velasquez asked to see you at the communications building." She responded. Commander Velasquez was the one in charge of security for Illyria.
"Thank you ma'am. You have a good day at the dig site." John said, heading for the communication building at a jog. When he got there he was surprised to find a Private Wheeler outside the door standing guard.
"Sir, the CO is waiting for you inside with Lance Corporal Yoder." Prvt. Wheeler said after snapping off a crisp salute which John returned.
"Thank you Private." John said, entering. There he found the aforementioned officers standing behind a civilian who was seated at the communications console. Commander Velasquez looked up and waved John over to them.
"Good, you're hear just in time too. We might have a problem."
"What is it sir?" John asked. The Commander point satellite radar image. It was showing multiple cruisers entering orbit.
"They refuse all hails and their IFFs have been scrubbed blank. We have no idea if they're stopping by for supplies or if it's the Seventh. They were supposed to be stopping by for a supply drop and more colonists. If it's the Seventh fleet, they were supposed to be passing by an electrical storm on the way here. That might have scrambled their IFF signatures and communications. I know you have experience and knowledge of raids. Do any of the formations look familiar to you?"
John studied the read out for a moment and understood the Commander's confusion. The format was close to an Alliance formation. Enough that it might be the Seventh after a communications break down or mercenaries who were trying to imitate Alliance formations. After what had happened on Mindoir, John had studied extensively every report on how slaves and mercenary raids operated.
John scowled. Damn it was hard to tell. Just before he was going to say he had no idea he saw it.
"There, can you scan that sector in more detail?" John asked the civilian. The man nodded and tapped away at the console for a few minutes. The sector filled in with dozens of smaller dots.
"What is that, space debris?" LCpl Yoder asked. John snarled.
"No, those are drop ship signatures. They show up when they're launched at high speeds. For snatch and grabs they drop the ships while still de-accelerating into a steady orbit. It gives us less time to identify them before they hit ground. It's a raiding party." John declared.
"Damn, they have the worst timing." Commander Velasquez grumbled. "We're in the middle of rotations and supply drops here. We have little man power and supplies."
"I bet they've been monitoring communications and that's why they hit now. They know that." John said. "Sir, with all do respect we need to signal the Alliance and then get the civilians to safety."
"And where exactly would be safe?" LCpl Yoder snarked.
"The excavation caves. Agenia Lasia and her team have been tunneling for eezo ever since the colonists found those samples. The caves are big and deep enough to provide cover and protection. Not to mention the air scrubbers on the inside will recycle our air just as easily as removing eezo dust while they mine. We could set up choke points and even collapse the entrances to keep them out as a last resort." John exclaimed. Commander Velasquez smiled.
"Good thinking, Shepard." The Commander turned to the civilian in the chair. "Jackson, signal the Alliance and inform them of our situation. If you can't raise them, record a message and set it for continuous broadcast. Then get yourself to the caves."
The Commander turned and headed for the door, unholstering his assault rifle. "Let's get these people to safety."
"Sir, where's the armory? I want to help." John requested. Commander Velasquez smirked and nodded.
"Two blocks up. It's in Alliance HQ. You grab the few personnel there and gear up. The code is 0117Alpha2Tango." Commander Velasquez said heading out.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: August 27th, 2176 CE
Location: SSV Cairo
"Shepard!" Captain O'Donnell called and Jane quickly stood up and saluted.
"Captain."
"You have a brother...John?" he asked and Jane nodded, her heart fluttered up to her throat, that horrible dread came, like that day on Mindoir. Since they were both in the Alliance, Jane had accepted that she might one day receive a notification of death. She kept her face calm and clamped down on her biotics.
"Yes, sir.” she stated.
"You need to come with me.” he said and she quickly followed him up to the command deck. A comm message showed several commanding officers waiting for her. She was puzzled but took a ready stance.
'John, I swear you better not have gotten yourself killed,' Jane thought as she stood facing the grim-faced men.
"Operations Chief Jane Shepard.” Jane said, saluting.
"Shepard, have you heard about the current situation on Elysium?" one of the men asked and she shook her head.
"No, sirs.” Jane responded and felt terror rising again at their looks.
"We need your help. Your brother is helping to fight off the largest raider force ever recorded.” one of the men said and Jane fought a smirk. If there were slavers, she felt no pity for them and just a little jealousy that she wouldn't be there to help kill them.
"John's the best man you could have on Elysium then.” Jane replied. "My brother and I have extensively studied the various methods that mercs and slavers take when attacking a colony."
"That's why we are contacting you. You have published several safety guidelines for how colonies should prepare for raids. You also know how your brother thinks, what do you think your brother is doing, so we can help him as soon as we enter the system.” one man said and Jane looked at Captain O'Donnell.
"Here's the current data on Elysium.” he said, handing her a data tablet. Jane quickly read.
"I cannot tell you what he is doing offensively, but he would have gotten all of the civilians someplace safe. The slavers don't want the Alliance soldiers, they'll kill the military and take the civilians. If you see people fighting the mercs and slavers on the ground they will either be Alliance soldiers or dressed up to look like Alliance soldiers.” Jane said. "John will probably put the civilians in the mines."
"That's an easy defense.” one man nodded.
"It makes it hard to capture people who only have one entrance to reach. The attackers could even destroy the openings to the mines, but with all the scrubbers for eezo located down there, those people could be down there for a few years before they ran out of air. As long as they have enough food supplies, it is the best fortress.” Jane said.
"How should we approach the planet?" another man asked and Jane stood at the ready.
"If it flies and it is not responding to Alliance hails with the proper response, it should be shot out of the sky. Extreme prejudice should be used the second they are spotted.” she stated.
"What if the colonists are trying to escape?" another man asked.
"The slavers will have hit the airfields first, they don't want any air born combatants. Alliance fighters are tough, they'll have destroyed most of the colony's vessels. Beyond that, John will have already told them that trying to escape is foolish, most slavers have one or two vessels in space hidden just to catch any who might try.” Jane reported. "John won't let them risk it."
"Are you so sure?" the first man asked and Jane nodded.
"John and I survived Mindoir, we joined the Alliance to protect all people from such a fate. I published my reports and safety measures to make sure things like this, don't go in the favor of the mercs and slavers.” she said. "John would rather die, than let the slavers take a single colonist off that planet."
"You heard the Operations Chief, all vessels go in ready for combat. All ships in the air should be considered enemy combatants and should be taken down with extreme prejudice.” the calmest man on screen stated before the screens began to blink off. The man looked at Jane. "You're going to go far, Shepard."
"Could I make a request, Sir?" Jane asked and the man looked at her.
"Proceed.” he said.
"I want to be there.” she said and the man chuckled.
"Captain O'Donnell, the Cairo is heading to the nearest mass relay correct?" the man asked.
"Yes, sir, Rear-Admiral Hackett.” he said.
"Make sure, Chief Shepard is on the first ship down to the colony when you get there.” Hackett said.
"Thank you, Rear-Admiral.” Jane said, saluting.
"No, thank you, Shepard.” Hackett replied.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: August 28th, 2176 CE
Location: Elysium Colony, Sixty-Three klicks south of the city of Illyria, 23:07 hrs
"Damn."
"What is it?"
"I see another five ships heading for them. They’ll have at least seventy men on the field after this drop."
"I think you made them mad, Shepard."
John stayed silent, watching the men unload through the night vision binoculars they had managed to scrounge up. Shortly in the first day of fighting, mercenary troops had started shooting anyone who fought back. Now only the Batarians and Krogan were taking prisoners. The Turian and human mercenaries were now shooting anything that wasn't theirs. John had even seen them shoot a Batarian who had to strip out of his armor after it caught fire. They didn’t trust anything that didn't have a merc tag.
"Well they wised up after we blew up their makos." Tonus Keros said, chuckling. John glanced at the turian crouched next to him. Tonus was a soldier from the Turian Hierarchy and he said that he’d retired to Elysium for the quiet. John had to respect the man. He walked with a strong limp, but he'd saved John's life numerous times during the Blitz.
"They're spreading out and moving in on foot. They keep getting reinforced while our defenses keep wearing down." John said looking back threw his binoculars. What he said was true. When this had started two days ago they had about twenty-five soldiers. They had been comprised of soldiers either on leave or scattered about the city and a handful of civilian volunteers. They had taken heavy pounding the past two days. The mercs and slavers hadn’t even bothered to code their comm chatter. From what John and his rag-tag team had eavesdropped on, they were focusing all their efforts here. The mercs knew that if they took Illyria and the surrounding area they would be entrenched when help finally came. Too bad Shepard and the others hadn't let that happen. Yet his men were all starting to wear out. After the last day of fighting all that was left was himself, Tonus, Yoder, and Jackson. John had also left small teams of two guard the mine entrances. John had assumed command early in the first day Commander Velasquez had been killed trying to save Privete Wheeler. Neither had made it.
John heard a soft click behind him and felt his blood run cold. He slowly turned around and saw Yoder lighting a cigarette.
"Put that out!" he hissed to the Lance Corporal.
"Why it's not like they can see it from there. Besides I'm behind the hill." He grumbled.
"No but the heat can give away our position if they have thermal detectors up. Our armor will scatter any readings from our bodies but a heat flare from any burning narcotic will register as a heat spike." Tonus chided.
"Oh come on they haven’t used anything like that yet. Not everyone is like you, a stuck up-"
"INCOMING!" Jackson screamed. John reacted on instinct, tackling Tonus and sending them down the hill. They hit the bottom in time to look back up. Yoder was trying to get down the hill fast but he tripped as he was running. In the next moment John saw the man get vaporized in a barrage of grenade explosions.
"Go, head back to the caves! Arm the charges and head inside." John snapped to Jackson and Tonus. "Hand me your grenades before you go. I'm going to hold them off."
"But Shepard-"
"NOW!"
The two men scrambled to their feet. They handed John their grenades and hurried off. As they ran John turned to the left and ran.
He didn't know how long he ran. He ran for what felt like hours. When he was sure he was far enough away, he turned north. He pushed, trying to keep his pace hard and fast. When he couldn't keep running at full tilt he slowed to a jog. He kept jogging till the sun came up. Then he turned east. Then he slowed to a brisk walk. Finally he reached the merc shuttles and he saw them.
Just as he had planned the platoon of mercs had begun marching towards the caves, and left their rear guard completely exposed. John quickly went from spot to spot, planting a few grenades, in a bush, behind a hill, or in a ditch. Then, he took a deep breath and tossed his last few grenades under the shuttles.
The shuttles exploded in a large fire ball. As the mercs rushed back to check on their burning ships, John opened fire. The mercs cried out in panic. They began to scramble about as they realized they themselves were under attack. John lobbed a grenade into the mess of them. As the explosion rang out he ran for the next spot. The mercs were converging on where he had been when he opened fire again, this time from a ditch. Again, the mercs began to panic, he tossed another grenade and ran to the next spot after it went off.
This went on for hours. Shepard would zip from cover to cover, laying down fire, tossing grenades, sowing confusion and bringing the mercs to a dead stop. He had a close call once, when a pyro had exploded near his position. The shrapnel had narrowly missed his left eye but had left a jagged wound from his left temple to the left side of his chin. He'd slapped some medi gel on it and kept moving.
And then as the sun began to set the firing slowed to trickle and then stopped. John watched and waited. Then slowly, he stood and gazed about at the field. Everything smoked. It covered the area in a haze. There were a few fires burning and craters all over.
Not one merc or slaver was left alive.
With a rasping breath exhaustion hit John like a boulder. He fell back onto his ass and stared at the ruin he had caused. Then the roar of shuttle engines filled the air. John looked up wildly trying to find the source. When he did he began to laugh.
The Alliance had finally come.
~*TF*~
Jane was the first one off her shuttle and she ran for the mines. She climbed the largest hill and looked through her scope. Dead mercs of almost every flavor littered the ground. She glared at the human corpses in merc armor, traitors to their own kind, their deaths weren't slow enough for her liking. She looked around before whistling a familiar tune.
Olly Olly Oxen Free
A replying whistle carried and she ran. Repeating the tune twice before finding her brother sitting on the ground. He looked like shit.
"You've had better days.” she stated as she helped him up, her hand moved to the wound on his face. It looked like he had let it go untreated. It would probably scar. "You okay?"
"Just tired. Give me a rest, baby sister, I feel my years today.” he said.
"Only fourteen minutes older.” she chided as she helped him. Her brother...the hero.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 12th, 2177 CE
Location: Akuze Colony
"Sir, is this another bug hunt.” Daniels asked and Jane gave him a withering glare.
"This is the usual issue with colonies. We lost contact and are going in to make sure that it wasn't another raid.” Major Matsumoto growled as he looked over his crew. "You are expected to treat this with the greatest respect."
"Hey, LT, didn't you survive a raid attack.” Corporal Hicks asked and Jane nodded.
"Less than twenty percent of my entire planet survived that attack alive and free. The northern continent only had two non-enslaved survivors.” Jane stated as she checked her pistols and sniper rifle.
"Wow, do you know them?" Hicks asked and she gave him a look before smirking.
"It was my twin brother and myself.” she stated and the men went silent.
"I guess I won't make that joke about rescuing colonists' daughters from their virginity.” Jennings muttered.
"Yeah, might not fly.” Jane chuckled, Hicks was hovering close again. The marine was her age and she had noticed how he looked at her. Most men were put off by biotics, but it seemed the Hicks didn't seem to care. Jane fought a blush, most men didn't seem attracted to a woman as skilled as her with biotics and a sniper rifle. Though, she smirked, the sniper rifle was a little scary.
The shuttle landed and the group quickly moved out. Jane quickly found a large rock formation. With some biotic help, she reached the top and pulled out her sniper rifle.
"Shepard, I want a report.” Major Matsumoto growled.
"Sir...this is a ghost town. I don't see anything. Not a person, not a body, it's empty.” Jane whispered, a sinking feeling of danger rushed her, making her feel like that moment on Mindoir when the ships approached. "I don't like this, Major, I got a bad feeling."
"You always say that, Shepard, I got a bad feeling about this drop.” Daniels chuckled.
"She's usually right, idiot.” Hicks stated and Jane smiled at that.
"I want a walk through, every building checked, every stone unturned, do you hear me?" Major Matsumoto ordered, he sounded unhappy, he was feeling the same wrongness that Jane was.
"Sir, yes, sir!" came the reply.
~*TF*~
"Empty.” Hicks said and Jane looked around. "This a raid?"
"No, too clean, there's not a person or a body, or even a drop of blood.” Jane said. "This isn't right."
"What do raids usually look like?" Hicks asked and Jane looked at him.
"Read my manual, it's being used by the Alliance to help train marines.” she growled. Hicks was usually better about being informed, he didn't read the manual that Jane had written about raids. He chuckled.
"I read the manual, but it was analytical, professional, there was no soul in it.” he said. "I want you, Jane Shepard, to tell me what a raid would have looked like." She stared at him for a moment. His brown eyes were light, like a shade of tan. He was sincere and Jane fought a blush which made him smile slightly.
"It smells like fear. The coppery smell of blood. The harsh smell of burning flesh and hair. Hot metal from impacts. It isn't this quiet either. There is the sound of fire burning. Water running from pipes ruptured by gunfire. You can smell and hear the signs, it's not just bodies. This wasn't a raid. I don't know what this was.” Jane said and Hicks looked at her for a moment.
"When we get back, let me buy you dinner.” he said and Jane blinked.
"Are you asking me out, Corporal?" she asked.
"No, ma'am, First Lieutenant, I am asking out a woman who I find fascinating.” he said. Jane stared, her last date had been at biotic training. Biotics seemed doomed to finding relationship only amongst themselves sometimes. None of hers progressed beyond a first date. It couldn't hurt dating a non-biotic male.
"A free meal sounds good.” she said as she moved toward the next building, the hospital. She noticed that the building seemed lower than usual. "Do these structures look level to you?"
"Now that you mention it, no.” he said.
"I'm starting to think there might have been seismic activity, the colonists may have evaced to a secondary site.” Jane muttered, activating her communicator. She missed the grin on Hicks face as he mentally congratulated himself on getting a date with the attractive LT. "Major Matsumoto, I think there might have been earthquakes, most of the buildings I'm seeing aren't level. There may have been a mass evac to a second location."
"Damn if I wasn't thinking the same thing, Shepard. I want eyes in the sky looking for that evac point.” the Major ordered.
"Yes, sir.” came the reply.
~*TF*~
Jane entered the town hall and looked at the command center Major Matsumoto had set up. The man looked angry and turned to her.
"How did it look to the east?" he asked and Jane looked at her small group. The team had broken up into five teams of ten. One group went in each cardinal direction before returning back to the command center.
"More of the same, sir. Empty buildings, no sign of a struggle, but a few of the houses did have something suspicious," Jane stated and Matsumoto gave her a look.
"What did you find?" he asked.
"Tables that were set for dinner," Hicks answered. "Looked like a few of the families left mid-meal."
"Maybe there were tremors," Matsumoto stated before the West team approached. "Report, Daniels."
"We found a few of the prefab homes on their sides, looked like dominoes that fell," Daniels stated and Jane looked at the map of the colony.
"Could give merit to our earthquake theory," Matsumoto muttered. "But there is no record of a secondary site for emergency evac."
"Ma'am?" Hicks asked and Jane looked at him.
"I don't see an obvious meeting point. This is just too, weird," Jane confessed.
~*TF*~
Jane ate her MRE cautiously, watching the darkness around the colony. The empty buildings were nothing like Mindoir, these were arid structures, massive climate control units sat on the roof, obscuring her from view.
"Shepard, you didn't have to give me eyes until 20:00 hours.” Major Matsumoto stated over her ear piece.
"I don't like sitting in someone's empty house. I feel more at ease on duty.” she stated as she finished her meal.
"If Shepard is already on duty can I come down for dinner?" Toombs asked.
"Might as well, give me a regular report LT.” Matsumoto growled.
"Can do, Major.” Jane replied.
The night was cold, colder than the day. It was weird to be in a more arid colony, but somehow still familiar. Jane walked the top of the housing unit. Slow, quiet, blending into the night as she looked around. There was a low rumble, like a small tremor. She had felt this on Elysium, areas near mines felt like this. She blinked as she looked around. Akuze had popped up with a few very good mineral samples. Could there be a mine nearby, a place where colonists might have gone during an emergency?
"Major...I'm getting tremors.” Jane reported and there was some chatter as people woke up.
"I'm feeling some tremors too.” Hicks stated and Jane looked for his position in the town square. He was looking around with Daniels. Suddenly there was more tremors and Jane dropped to one knee, pushing her shoulder into a rooftop unit to stabilize her body.
"Oh my God!" a voice screamed and there was an ungodly noise, something non-mammalian, big, and hungry. A purring noise and then screams.
"Who was that?" Matsumoto roared over the comms and Jane pulled her sniper rifle up, peering through the scope, she couldn't make out all the teams.
"Shepard, I'm solo, East boundary, rooftop," Jane called.
"Hicks with Daniels, town square, ground," Hicks reported. One by one groups began reporting until there was another rumble and one of the buildings on the southern boundary fell over.
"What the...oh sweet Buddha!" a voice screamed and there was more of that hideous purring noise.
"Activity at the southern boundary, I can't see anything," Jane reported.
"Damn it, that's Jennings and Chow. Report! Jennings! Chow!" Major Matsumoto cried before there was more rumbling and Jane looked around.
"What is it?" someone cried, clearly panicked and there was a more horrid scream. A mortal scream. The scream of someone who was not expecting death and finding it waiting for them. Jane's blood chilled at the sound.
"It's coming from under the ground! It's coming from out of the goddamned ground!" a voice cried in horror before the screams of agony began.
Jane quickly ran, getting a clear view of the main camp. Thresher maw. It was just two words but seeing the creature in action. It looked like a massive centipede, waving like a snake to music only it could hear, the hideous mouth was stained red.
A biotic blast knocked the monster's head to the side as it went to strike. Jane barely recognized that she threw the blast before she was running. The creature sunk into the ground faster than a kid sucking a noodle into their mouth. The Southern part of town sprouted a Thresher Maw, it was not possible that the one she fired on was that fast. They were dealing with two. She used a biotic push to throw herself onto the next building. She slid behind the climate unit just as the structure she had been on went air born. It was thrown blocks away and Jane stared in awe. Thresher maw, there could be nothing in nature more horrifying than this. She took aim and shot out one of its eyes quickly. It roared and there were more shots.
"Cease fire! Cease fire! Retreat, get to the LZ get to the LZ!" she hissed.
"Where's the Major?" a terror filled voice howled.
"The Major's dead! That fucking thing ate him!" another panicked voice screamed.
"There isn't just one! There are at least three!" Toombs voice gasped and Jane looked around. Men were running around, it was chaos. The Major was silent, he probably was dead.
"This is first Lieutenant Jane Shepard! You will listen to me. Get to the LZ. Stop firing, I will draw its attention, get to the LZ, I repeat, get to the LZ!" Jane roared as she lifted her rifle and shot the monster several times. She saw the flashes in the darkness of her men running and she followed suit on the roof, just in case it hit the building she was on. There had been at least five deaths. She watched as a Maw rose up, swallowing four men in one quick attack up out of the ground and back down.
A few biotic bursts sent her on. The rumbling grew, one was coming up. "Come and get me." She looked around. The building next to her erupted, it didn't throw this building, it ripped right through it. Jane felt the slice of metal through her skin and quickly pulled up a barrier, sliding under a major ventilation duct, out of sight. She didn't know how good the Thresher Maws could see, but she wasn't going to play games. The Maw in front of her roared before retreating into the ground. She stood up and felt a little dizzy, she touched the side of her face. Debris had sliced up her left cheek. A quick dab of medigel to stop the bleeding was necessary, she couldn't have blood in her eyes.
Jane got up, she turned to see a collection of men circled around. They were firing at two Maws, one spat at them and the goop covered them. One began to scream, clutching at his eyes, blood seeping between his fingers. It was enough for the second Maw to start attacking.
"Get to the LZ! This is first Lieutenant Jane Shepard, I repeat, get to the Landing Zone!" she cried as she took pop shots at the Thresher Maws, she might as well have been using bad language to fight them. She jumped along, she was almost out of colony and a rumble sounded. It was too far. She looked at the incline, her remaining men were almost to the bedrock. A squad of fifty, a small group of eight. She dropped to the ground and began to run after them. The thresher maw appeared, Daniels screamed as he was lifted up, one of the massive spikes speared him through the torso, pushing him into the hideous abyss of a mouth.
"No!" Jane screamed as she ran, shooting at the thing. It dropped its torso down, crushing several men she couldn't identify and never would be able to given the bloody smear decorating its belly.
She watched as Hicks turned, firing his weapons into the maw's belly. It roared, slamming its body down. He didn't scream but there was a gasp. The maw returned underground and Jane could see random arms, legs, pieces of flesh from each and every one of her men, and Hicks' head, staring up at her, shocked in death about how he got there. She wanted to stop, to pick up the pieces, to hold Hicks head and apologize for the date that they would never have now. She couldn't stop, the monsters weren't dead and they were gluttons.
The colony probably felt the tremors and thought it was an earthquake. They evacuated away from the town. Colony structures aren't the best for earthquakes and with massive climate units on the top, most people probably went to the large field outside of the town, nothing to fall on them there. The maws came up, taking people out in one massive attack. It would have left no evidence and a completely empty colony.
Jane ran, pushing her body, she was almost there and she forced her body to move faster. The ground began to shake and she shoved at the ground with her biotics, throwing her body up and over the bedrock. She watched a Maw erupt from the ground, waving its massive body around, close enough that she could see the blood soaking its mouth, but far enough that it wouldn't catch her. She landed and ran. All dead. Major Matsumoto....probably one of the first. Hicks the last. She ran for the LZ, a shuttle was arriving and she ran, her lungs on fire, her eyes wide with fear, and blood staining her face and armor.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 15th, 2177 CE
Location: Earth Moon: Luna, Armstrong City, Military Hospital
"Where is she?" John demanded as he stormed onto the floor. A doctor looked up from the nurses' station with a jerk, paper work forgotten.
"I'm sorry?" She asked. John frowned at her.
"Where is Jane Shepard?" He demanded. The doctor swallowed, hard.
"Room 1492." She squeaked. John stormed past her and headed for his sister's room. As soon as he heard about Akuze he'd immediately asked for shore leave. Ever since the Blitz and his promotion to N7 he'd been kept informed on his sister. And it figured, on her first assignment as an N7 she got sucked into a Thresher Maw nest.
Not even bothering to knock John stormed into the room of the last person left alive that he cared about. His sister Jane...the sole survivor.
~*TF*~
"Jane..." John said, his eyes wide and his face reading concern. She looked at him, she was fine, just minor sprains from throwing herself with her biotics and running on strained joints.
"I'm alive, John.” she said calmly. The drugs in her system made it easy to compartmentalize what had happened.
"I'm glad.” he said as he quickly took her hand. She squeezed it as she looked back out the window. "What the hell happened?"
"Colony didn't know about the thresher maws. Thought the vibrations were an earthquake. Standard procedure for arid colony structures is to evac to empty field. Maws probably didn't have to attack more than once to get the whole colony. One attack and they were gone. We didn't evac, we stayed in town, they ripped through the structures like it was tissue paper." Jane pondered. "I had a bad feeling about that one."
"I'm sorry, you had a good team.” he said.
"Not good enough.” she muttered as she gave in to the drugs and slept.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 25, 2183 CE
Location: The Citadel, Earth Ambassador's Office
"Well, what about one of the Shepards? They both grew up in the colonies."
"They both do know how tough life can be out there. Their parents were killed when slavers attacked Mindoir."
"Picking one of them is the difficult part. John proved himself during the Blitz. He held off enemy forces on the ground till reinforcements could arrive. Jane however saw her whole unit die on Akuze. She could have some serious emotional scars."
"John is the reason Elysium is still standing and as for Jane every soldier has scars. She and her brother have both proven they're survivors."
"We can't question John's courage but is Jane really the kind of person we want protecting the galaxy?"
"Humanity needs a hero and the Shepards are the best we've got. Both of them are exactly the kind of people we want protecting the galaxy."
"Then I'll make the call Anderson."
Chapter 2: Spectres
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
John Shepard was not shocked to find Nihlus was inspecting him as a potential human Spectre. But when the shit hit the fan on Eden Prime Jane Shepard proved that courage and skill ran in the Shepard bloodline. Jane witnesses Saren's betrayal first hand and the two must convince the Council that Saren is the enemy and that someone needs to go into the Terminus to stop him.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 1: Spectres
Earth Date: May 30th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Between Relay Jumps
John moved from the back the ship to the front with a purpose. He heard Joker informing the crew of their approach to the Arcturus Prime relay. During normal jumps a pilot wouldn't necessarily tell the entire crew about every single step. This wasn't a normal run however. This was the Normandy SR-1 's shakedown run. Ever since Shepard had been assigned to Captain Anderson every waking moment had been in prep for this moment. Getting to know the crew, catching up with Anderson, everything for this moment. A quick jaunt through the relays and back home for final inspection. Then they would be assigned to a flotilla. Then, if Anderson was true to his word, within a few short years he'd get his own ship. Then he'd be Captain Shepard.
John couldn't help smirking. When he could finally send Jane a letter telling her of his new post, she'd go spastic. Last time they seen each other, she'd boldy said she'd beat him to getting her own ship. Last he'd heard Admiral Hackett had sent her off on some sort of training mission, filling in stationed units on the latest tactics mercs and slavers were using on raids, then running them through drills. If John beat her to Captain he’d request she’d be transfer to his command as executive officer.
John came up next to the Turian Spectre, Nihlus if he remember right, who was over seeing if the council's investment in this project paid off. John watched Joker and Alenko as they connected the ship to the relay.
"The board is green, approach run has begun." Joker announced. "Hitting the relay in 3...2...1..."
John grunted as the ship accelerated into FTL speed. He watched Joker and Kaidan run the numbers for a moment.
"Give me a status report gentlemen." John ordered. Joker nodded before typing away.
"Thrusters...check. Navigation...check. Internal emissions sink engaged. All systems online. Drift...just under 1500 k." Joker reported. John nodded. Everything was right down the line. In fact the drift was better than expected.
"1500 is good. Your captain will be pleased." Nihlus said before turning to head for the back of the ship. John glanced at him but said nothing.
"I hate that guy." Joker said and John smirked.
"Nihlus gave you a compliment...so you hate him?" Alenko queried.
"You remember to zip up your jumpsuit on the way out of the bathroom? That's good. I just jumped us halfway across the galaxy and hit a target the size of a pinhead. So that's incredible. Besides Spectres are trouble. I don't like having him onboard. Call me paranoid." Joker snarked.
"You're paranoid." Alenko chimed in, not missing a beat. "The Council helped fund this project. They have a right to send someone to keep an eye on their investment."
"Yeah that is the official story. But only an idiot believes the official story."
"They don't send Spectres on shakedown runs." John agreed.
"So there's more going on here than the captain's letting on." Joker said just before the comm came to life.
"Joker! Status report." Anderson ordered.
"Just cleared the mass relay, Captain. Stealth systems engaged. Everything looks solid."
"Good. Find a comm buoy and link us into the network. I want mission reports relayed back to Alliance brass before we reach Eden Prime."
"Aye, aye, Captain." Joker responded, already working away at his console. "Better brace yourself, sir. I think Nihlus is headed your way."
"He's already here, Lieutenant." John couldn't help but snicker at the look Alenko shot Joker. "Tell Commander Shepard to meet me in the comm room for a debriefing." The comm line cut out.
"You get that Commander?" Joker asked and John sighed.
"He sounded angry. Something must have gone wrong with the mission." John said, turning to head for the back of the ship. Joker snarked something but John missed it as he got moving. He headed by the others, nodding to Pressley and passing by Jenkins talking to Doctor Chakwas. When he got to the comm room he was surprised to find that Captain Anderson wasn't there and Nihlus was waiting for him instead. The Turian looked around and did the Turian equivalent of a smile when John moved inside.
"Commander Shepard. I was hoping you'd get here first. It will give us a chance to talk." Nihlus said.
"What about?" John asked. He'd never interacted with a Spectre before. This would be interesting.
"I'm interested in this world we're going to - Eden Prime. I've heard it's quite beautiful."
"They said it's a paradise." John replied. "I've never been there but if its anything like the colony I grew up on, it might be pretty close."
"Yes...a paradise. Serene. Tranquil. Safe. Eden Prime has become something of a symbol for your people, hasn't it? Proof that humanity can not only establish colonies across the galaxy, but also protect them. But how safe is it really?" Nihlus wondered and John frowned.
"Do you know something?" John demanded.
"Your people are still newcomers, Shepard. The galaxy can be a very dangerous place. Is the Alliance truly ready for this?"
"Were yours?" John snarked at the Turian as the doors to comm room opened. Nihlus's mandibles twitched before he grinned at Shepard.
"I think it's about time we told the commander what's really going on." Captain Anderson said as he came into the room.
"This mission is far more than a simple shakedown run." Nihlus began.
"I figured there was something you weren't telling us." John replied as turned to look at the captain.
"We're making a covert pick-up on Eden Prime. That's why we needed the stealth systems operational." Anderson explained.
"Why not tell me about this earlier, sir?" John asked.
"This comes down from the top, Commander. Information is strictly on a need-to-know basis. A research team on Eden Prime unearthed some kind of beacon during an excavation. It was Prothean." John gave a low whistle.
"Prothean, I'll be damned."
"This is big, Shepard." Anderson said. "The last time humanity made a discovery like this it jumped our technology forward two hundred years. But Eden Prime doesn't have the facilities to handle something like this. We need to bring the beacon back to the Citadel for proper study."
"Obviously, this goes beyond mere human interests, Commander. This discovery could affect every species in Council space." Nihlus said.
"It never hurts to have a few extra hands on board." John agreed.
"The beacon's not the only reason I'm here, Shepard."
"Nihlus wants to see you in action, Commander. He's here to evaluate you." Anderson explained.
"Guess that explains why I bump into you every time I turn around." John quipped.
"The Alliance has been pushing for this a long time. Humanity wants a large role in shaping interstellar policy. We want more say with the Citadel Council. The Spectres represent the Council's power and authority. If they accept a human into their ranks, it shows how far the Alliance has come."
"You held off an enemy assault during the Blitz single-handed." Nihlus complimented. "You showed not only courage but also incredible skill. That's why I put your name forward as a candidate for the Spectres." John rocked back on his heels. Being a Spectre was something he had never even considered before now. He glanced from Nihlus to Anderson.
"I assume this is good for the Alliance, sir?" John asked.
"Earth needs this, Shepard. We're counting on you."
"I need to see your skills for myself, Commander." Nihlus explained. "Eden Prime will be the first of several missions together."
"You'll be in charge of the ground team. Secure the beacon and get it onto the ship ASAP. Nihlus will accompany you to observe the mission."
"Just give the word, Captain." Shepard replied.
"We should be getting close to Eden-"
"Captain! We've got a problem!"
~*TF*~
Jane looked over the movement of the 212 and nodded. Eden Prime was getting a good anti-raid ground force movement.
"What do you think, Commander?" Ash asked and Jane nodded at the woman. She had found the Gunnery Chief incredibly helpful in whipping the boys into shape.
"Slavers are never going to see this group coming.” she said crossing her arms under her breasts.
"You would be the one to know. Your manuals are the most useful, I hear the Alliance command is going to vote on making them a mandatory training for new colonies.” Ash said and Jane smiled. The Mindoir Review was the name of her manual, John had helped to build it, but it was Jane's baby. Admiral Hackett had become her best ally after Akuze, keeping her on active rotation and not shoved off to some corner of the Alliance to be kept under psych eval. With the help of Hackett, she had even gotten the current Command of the special tactics training force. While it meant moving from colony to colony, it meant she was still top of her field on safety procedure.
"This is starting to look like a slaver's nightmare.” Jane grinned. Already two of her training colonies had been tried by fire and both had one hundred percent pass rates. Not a colonist taken, not a marine downed.
Cool dread ran down Jane's spine as the sound of ships began to roar in the air. She looked up and saw dark hulls with shapes reminiscent of insects. Blue energy blasts hit the nearest tower.
"What the hell?" Ash cried.
"Incoming!" Jane roared, hitting her comm. "This is not a drill. I repeat, this is Commander Jane Shepard, this is not a drill. Eden Prime is under attack!" She heard the sound of defense towers powering up and Jane prayed her training was enough. These were not Batarians, nor any Mercs she knew of. These didn't look like any ship currently on the watch list as a raider. This wasn't a raid. If it wasn't a raid, what the hell was it? Jane dropped to the ground, Ash on her tail as they headed toward their men.
~*TF*~
"What's wrong, Joker?" Anderson demanded.
"Transmission from Eden Prime, sir. You better see this!"
"Bring it up on screen."
The camera was jerking, a feed from a helmet no doubt. Marines firing at something. Their stances ready but their faces reading shock. A blue blast illuminated the form of a woman running toward the camera. Her Phoenix armor easy to see in front of the tan and green background of Eden Prime.
"Get down!" she ordered, shoving the cameraman down into the ground, standing over them to fire fearlessly at her opponents. These people were being blitzed but she didn't hesitate to protect. A series of explosions rocked the camera. Blue blasts unlike the regular fair of mercs rocked the camera. Men firing filled the screen and for a moment a figure wrapped in biotic blue held up her hands, blocking fire.
"Retreat!" Jane Shepard ordered firing a pistol with one hand and creating a massive barrier with the other. The camera moved away from the group and a man ran into the camera's view.
"We are under attack! Taking heavy casualties. I repeat: heavy casualties! We can't..." he cried out as a blast hit close to him. His words were lost for a moment "...need evac! They came out of nowhere. We need-" He cried out as he was hit, dropping to the ground. Alien ships filled the sky and the sound of an unknown engine droned along with the sound of gunfire.
"Come on, Marine!" Jane cried, her face appearing above the camera, more likely than not grabbing the soldier under the arm to drag him or her to safety. The camera shot back up to the sky before vanishing to static.
"Everything cuts out after that. No comm traffic at all. Just goes dead. There's nothing." Joker explained.
"Reverse and hold at 38.5." Anderson ordered. John watched as the image rewound and felt his heart leap into his throat as Jane's face flashed by the screen again. The image paused and showed the image of ship like nothing John had ever seen before. He stared at the screen with the others. 'What the hell was it?'
"Status report, Joker!" Anderson ordered.
"Seventeen minutes out, Captain. No other Alliance ships in the area."
"Take us in, Joker. Fast and quiet." Anderson ordered. "This mission just got a lot more complicated."
"Reverse to 23.7." John said. Anderson blinked and turned to the Commander.
"Did you see something, Shepard?" He asked. John nodded as the image rewound and Jane's image came up again, from when she was shielding the group from enemy fire.
"Someone actually. That's my sister, Jane Shepard. Last I heard from her she had been on a colony briefing tour. Eden Prime must have been her latest stop." John said, scowling.
"I've heard about your sister, a powerful biotic. She was the sole survivor after Thresher Maws wiped out her squad on Akuze, wasn't she?" Nihlus asked.
"Yes and she hasn't been able to let that go." John said, frowning at the screen.
"You need to focus on the mission, Commander." Anderson prodded gently.
"Sir, I'm focused." John said and nodded to his sister's image on the screen. "If anyone knows what is happening on Eden Prime my sister will make it her business to be that person."
"Then finding her and the beacon will be our top priorities." Nihlus said, leaving the room. "I for one want to find out what in the Spirit's names is going on down there."
~*TF*~
Jane held up her hand and looked at her remaining men. The anger she felt was not like Akuze. Akuze was nature, a damn nest of wild animals that had resulted in tragedy, this, this was war and her men were giving back better than she could hope. Still, the enemy’s weapons were powerful; it made her work to keep her barriers up.
"Commander, what are those things?" Duncan asked and Jane looked at the man.
"They are synthetics and the only synthetics I know about...are the geth.” she stated and the group got quiet.
"Is that...is that even possible?" Ash whispered and Jane chuckled.
"We're fighting synthetics aren't we?" she said and Ash's face hardened with a nod. "We need to keep them from the heart of the colony. The good thing is the defense towers are doing some good work and for whatever reason, they are attacking out here. I managed to get the colony ready so hopefully the civilian casualties will be limited to the support staff out here."
"Commander, how long till we can expect back up?" Mancuso asked and Jane shook her head.
"Don't think about back up, think only about destroying the enemy you see and then moving on to the next target. Those with sniper training, get to high ground. Assault teams, you need to wait till you hear the snipers give the ready signals. Remember, scatter, synthetics go by logic, do what they won't expect and they can't hit you.” Jane ordered as she saw a downed hover bike. "I'm going to hit the ridge. Duncan take that comm tower to the east. Morgan take the cliff to the west. That should give us eyes on the field. Take out the bastards that are in small groups until you hear us give eyes."
"Yes, ma'am!" the reply came.
Jane raced to the ridge, her shield blocking more than one pop shot from the geth before she set the bike down, there were a few downed branches and she quickly hid the bike.
"Commander, I got the comm tower functioning, small range only, no deep space calls.” Duncan stated and Jane grinned. Comms were up.
"Good man, give me eyes.” she ordered as she used her biotics to help her scale a tree.
"They're massacring civilians.” Morgan growled.
"Do not start engaging yet, I know it is hard. But if we don't prepare the others we lose everyone.” Jane ordered. Her jaw grit as she lay down on a branch and looked through the scope. The damn geth were everywhere. "I've got an eye over the port, it's a deathtrap, it is crawling with the metal bastards."
"I see a clear shot to the beacon.” Morgan stated.
"Only a handful on the path to the camp.” Duncan added.
"Let's clean house marines, shoot those glowing bastards in the face, those look like optics, let's aim for those.” Jane ordered, taking aim on a geth racing after a woman. A small group was moving for one of the storage containers. The head of the geth jerked as Jane's shot went through it. The unit staggered, whipping its head back and forth in confusion, the next shot blasted through its chest, dropping it.
~*TF*~
"I don't like this." Shepard said. His eyes were focusing on the small path on the side of the hill. Ever since Jenkins had been gunned down by those drones, he'd been feeling on edge.
"How so, sir?" Alenko asked.
"That appears to be the dig site just down that hill so where-?" John was cut off as someone came barrelling towards them. She was wearing a ridiculously colored armor set in white and pink. She was being pursued by a set of drones. She dove down and went skidding, opening fire at them with her pistol. The drone went down.
“Someone like that is just asking to be shot at or she’s so good that she doesn’t care about blending in.” John muttered, unstrapping his own rifle.
“Commander look!” Kaidan exclaimed. They turned, seeing two synthetics forcing a man to lay on his back on a small platform. As he did a spike shot up, impaling the man and lifting him several feet into the air.
"Open fire!" John shouted as the woman scrambled behind some rocks for cover. As Kaidan began to shoot from the distance John charged.
During N-school it became widely known that Jane Shepard was one of the best shots ever. When you put a sniper rifle in her hands, she could make it work wonders. To this day she was the only one to ricochet a round and hit two targets with that one bullet. Her brother John, while not as good a shot as her, was damn fine in his own right.
John Shepard was brawler.
John charged the synthetics, his shields crackling around him stormed down at them. He switch his assault rifle for his shotgun and slammed shoulder first into one. As it went skidding, he turned and blasted the second in its head. The machine went down in a burst of white fluid and sparks. As the other struggled to pull itself up from where it had landed, John blasted it in the back. It went down again and stayed down this time.
As he glanced around to check for more enemies, and findings none, he turned back to see Alenko approaching the woman. John went over as well. He needed to know what was going on around here...
~*TF*~
John glanced around at the ruins and open courtyard. This certainly looked old enough, they had to be getting close.
"How much farther Williams?" He asked.
"Sir, this is the dig site." Ashley said in frustration. "The beacon was right here. It must have been moved."
"By who?" Kaidan mused. "Our side? Or the geth?"
"Hard to say." Williams responded. "Maybe we'll know more after we check out the research camp."
"You think anyone got out of here alive?" John asked.
"If they were lucky and the Commander was watching. She'd have done everything she could to get them to safety. That woman has more drive than anyone I've ever met." Williams mused and John couldn't help but smile. That sure sounded like Jane. "There's a camp just on top of this ridge. Up the ramps. Maybe they're hiding there."
"Move out. Let's check out this camp." John ordered. They quickly moved up the hill in standard three man squad formation. Then John's comm system chirped as some patched in.
"Change of plans, Shepard. There's a small spaceport up ahead. I want to check it out. I'll wait for you there." Nihlus informed them.
"Copy that, Nihlus. We'll meet you there after we check out a research camp just above the dig site. Also, the beacon has been moved. Haven't found out if it was by the geth or local Alliance personnel yet." John said.
"I'll keep an eye out for it. Nihlus out." Nihlus said and the comm snapped off.
As they came up the hill John felt his heart beat spike as he saw more people onto of those spikes.
"Looks like they hit the camp hard." Williams muttered.
"It's a good place for an ambush, keep your guard up." Kaidan advised her. John was looking around as Kaidan spoke and jerked when he saw one of the spikes retract, lowering the victim. Then the person began to get up.
"Oh, God. They're still alive!" Kaidan exclaimed. John frowned at that. Yes they were moving but something about them was...off.
"What did the geth do to them?" Williams said, horrified. John pulled out his rifle but didn't take aim yet.
"Sir, please stay where you are. We'll get you medical attention but please remain still." John ordered as even more spikes began to lower. The man moaned and began to move towards them. His skin was black, like polished armor. His veins were glowing blue as were his eyes. He moved towards them rapidly, arms stretched out at them.
"Sir, remain where you are or we will open fire!" John tried again but raised his rifle, the others on his squad also arming themselves. John sighed in relief when the man did stop moving not far from them. Then, just as John began to lower his gone the man seemed to shimmy and then gave off a burst of energy. John blinked in shock as his shields shimmered into view just before dropping.
"Open fire!" John ordered. He quickly dropped the one who had brought down their shields as the Kaidan and Williams quickly dealt with the other two.
"Why would the geth turn these people into those husk things, Commander?" Kaidan said, breathing hard.
"I have no idea, LT." John said. "But I'm going to stop them from doing it to anyone else on Eden Prime."
John jerked his head when he heard a gunshot go off in the distance.
"Move it people! Double time it!"
~*TF*~
Jane gripped the tree, aiming at geth. She had heard her men cry out and ordered them to medigel and play dead. It was too much, the synthetics were too good, it was going to get them killed. This part of the colony was ruined and the smells were like those in Meer except there was a distinct lack of burning flesh. This wasn't a raid, they didn't want survivors, this was a massacre and no witnesses were desired. Jane had watched what happened to the civilians taken alive. Impaled and left for dead, except, they weren't dying, they were being mechanized.
Duncan and Morgan had both had to retreat, she had ordered comm silence when everything had gone FUBAR. She had seen Ash's hideous Phoenix armor retreating to the training grounds. This was a kind of hell and she was furious, she wanted a piece of whoever did this to Eden Prime. The branch below her was marked, a slice for each geth she took down, but there were so damn many and they just kept coming, but many were drawn to her kill zone, investigating the downed units no doubt, but she made sure to graze them as they fell, twisting them so the bodies didn't have a pattern as they fell, no triangulation for the machines...she hoped.
A flash of red and black glided across the field heading to the port. Jane quickly focused on the red and black object. It had been quiet but the geth were moving back and forth, searching. She blinked in surprise, that was no geth, it was a Turian. She had had little involvement with them, they didn't care for biotics and Jane kept away from where she wasn't wanted. The fringe dictated he was a male, was he a merc stupid enough to be working with the geth? He was moving cautiously. No. He was not here with the geth. The white markings on his dark skin stood out, he was a warrior. Something moved on the port and she focused, a second Turian. This one in darker armor, no colony marking and...cybernetic implants. This was a Turian who had been through hell. She watched.
The red and black armored one moved forward, inching toward the other. He lowered his weapon. The two knew each other, the red and black one was shocked to see the second. His mouth moved and Jane mentally swore. Damn Turian lips were practically impossible to read. He was shocked though, the body language spoke of confusion while the other Turian's body spoke of confidence. They knew each other, she zoomed in as far as she could, watching the red and black lower his weapon. Trust, this one trusted the other. The second placed a hand on the others shoulder, a friendly gesture, Turians weren't for a lot of touching. They were well acquainted if a hand on the shoulder was a greeting. The second moved behind the first and the red and black was talking. They stood back to back for a moment, the red and black looking shocked but somewhat relaxed, he trusted the other one. Jane wanted to shout out a warning as the second turian pulled his pistol casually and aimed it at the red and black's head. Smooth, calm, deliberate. Jane watched blue blood fly and the red and black drop. Her finger was on the trigger ready to fire, but then she watched in shock as geth began to approach the betraying Turian.
Jane shook with rage as she looked at the Turian, he was clearly ordering the geth. Turians were the major supporters of no AI, viciously monitoring other races for the slightest toeing of the AI line, this Turian was a betrayer and he had brought the geth here. Jane focused on his face, cybernetics marred his form but Jane would remember him and she would be more than happy to put a bullet through his head, but surrounded by geth, she wasn't going to get a clean shot. They headed to the tram and Jane knew she needed to get down.
~*TF*~
Jane was moving around the port, looking for a way to get down there, that Turian was up to something and she didn't want to let him get too far ahead. Geth were crawling over the port and a few bodies were slowly turning into those husk things. She would never make it to the port and she swore.
"Damn it.” she hissed, there was the sound of chatter and she quickly looked to the hill, three forms appeared, one wearing a familiar Phoenix armor and the gate of the middle was unmistaken. The geth on the port released the husks and Jane watched as they advanced. The three were firing quickly but they were overheating their weapons. Jane smirked as she aimed. Two geth were approaching fast and the trio on the hill were busy with the husks. Four shots and the two geth were down.
"Nice save, baby sister.” John called and Jane jumped from the cliff above them, rolling to her feet and smirking at him.
"Only by fourteen minutes.” she reminded him. "When did you get here?"
"We’ve been on the ground for about thirty minutes. We saw the emergency transmission on the way here for a pick up.” he said and Jane nodded."This is my LT, Kaidan Alenko. Alenko, this is my younger sister, Commander Jane Shepard."
"I wish it were under better conditions, LT. So, you were coming for the beacon.” she said. Alenko nodded.
"Commander, you're alright!" Ash blurted out and Jane smiled at her.
"You did good, Gunnery Chief. We need to get moving.” Jane said before moving toward the camper. "There are civilians in there."
"Everybody stay calm out there. We're coming out. We're not armed.” a voice called as Jane approached.
"Is it safe? Are they gone?" the woman Jane saved asked and she smiled.
"You're okay now. Nobody's going to hurt you.” Jane said.
"Those things were crawling all around the shed. They would have found us for sure. We owe you our lives.” the man leading the group said and Jane nodded.
"I know, I helped you get to safety to begin with.” she said, patting her rifle and the woman's eyes widened.
"I-I still can't believe it. When we saw that ship I thought it was all over!" the woman said and Jane nodded she knew that feeling all too well herself.
"It showed up right before the attack. Knew it was trouble the second I saw it. So we made a break for the sheds.” the man said.
"You covered them.” John said and Jane nodded.
"Get the civilians safe before confronting the enemy.” she stated.
"Tell me everything you remember about the attack.” John said.
"The three of us were working the crops when that ship showed up. We just saw it and ran. I don't know what happened to the rest of the crew.” the man confessed.
"They were by the garage. Over near the spaceport. Right where that ship came down. No way they survived.” the other man said.
"You don't know that! We survived. If they made it to the garage, they could've had a fighting chance!" the woman cried. John shot Jane a look, she looked away. She had seen too many bodies to hope for that.
"What else can you tell me about the ship you saw?" John asked. Jane kept quiet, she and Ash had seen it in action, John, he was a newcomer and he needed to collect data, he would ask them later.
"I was too busy running to get a clear look at it. I think it landed over near the spaceport.” the first man said, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Tell them about the noise, Cole. That awful noise.” the woman cried and Jane nodded. That noise had been awful, like a synthetic war cry.
"It was emitting some kind of signal as it descended. Sounded like the shriek of the damned. Only it was coming from inside your own head.” Cole said and Jane caught Ash nodding in agreement.
"It was probably trying to block communications.” John said.
"Whatever it was, felt like it was tearing right through my skull. Almost made it impossible to think.” Cole said. Jane thought about it, she had drowned out the sound with the adrenaline rush of combat, it had faded in her head making the whole thing a nightmare.
"We have to go.” John said about to turn when the other man spoke.
"Hey, Cole. We're just a bunch of farmers. These guys are soldiers. Maybe we should give them the stuff.” he said and Jane gritted her teeth. They were hording supplies?
"Geez, Blake. You gotta learn when to shut up!" Cole snapped.
"You have something to tell me, Cole?" John asked and Jane kept her body still, best to let John do his thing as rescue party leader.
"Some guys at the spaceport were running a small smuggling ring. Nothing major. In exchange for a cut of the profits, we let them store packages in our sheds.” Cole said and Jane shook her head. Sometimes colonists were so shortsighted; hopefully it wasn't anything that would have saved any of the lives, just something useful.
"You're breaking the law, Cole.” John stated and Cole had the decency to look unsettled.
"We're not hurting anybody! Hell, most of the time, I don't even know what's in the packages. I just thought there might be something we could use. I found a pistol. Figured it would come in handy if those things came back. But you'll probably get more use out of it than we will.” he rambled and Jane felt better knowing that Cole was probably thinking about the lives that could have been saved if capable soldiers had had the equipment in his shed as he handed the pistol over.
"We're risking our lives to save this colony. You sure there's nothing else in here that could help us out?" John asked and Jane fought the urge to smirk. John's charm, who could resist...besides his twin.
"Yeah, there's one more thing. I was going to sell it after this was over. But you probably deserve it more than I do.” Cole sighed handing over a satchel.
"Who's your contact at the spaceport, Cole? What's his name?" Ash demanded and John looked at Jane, there was a clear look to reign in her subordinate.
"He's not a bad guy. I don't want to get him in trouble. Besides, I'm not a snitch!" Cole quickly covered, they were going to lose him if Ash was too aggressive. Jane held out her hand to Ash and gave her a look. Ash wasn't happy, but Jane knew how to play John's game.
"He might have something to do with this whole attack, Cole. We need his name. It's important.” Jane said, giving Cole an honest look. He met her eyes and then looked down.
"Yeah, okay. You're right. His name's Powell. Works the docks at the spaceport. If he's still alive.” Cole sighed and Jane nodded.
"We have to go.” John said and they moved out.
"Jane, have you seen a Turian Spectre running around?" John asked once they were out of earshot of the farmers.
"Huh, he was a Spectre..." Jane said, holding her hand out. "You need to hear my report, John." He looked at her. "I was covering the port, you can see my work around here. It was a lull in geth activity. I saw a Turian in red and black armor approaching."
"That's Nihlus.” John said.
"He reached the spaceport, John, but someone was waiting for him. There was a second Turian, I didn't see him sneak onto the port platform. He was good. Nihlus trusted him, seemed surprised to see him. They greeted each other in a friendly manner, then when Nihlus' back was turned the second Turian shot him in the back of the head. Your Spectre friend never saw it coming.” Jane said and John stared at her.
"Could you hear them?" he asked and Jane shook her head. "Take me to him." They quickly reached Nihlus' body.
"That's Nihlus.” Kaidan afirmed and Jane nodded.
"Damned traitor didn't even flinch, it was an execution, he didn't want anyone who could identify him to left alive. He took a train to the next platform.” Jane sighed and there was movement, all four lifted their weapons.
"Something's moving! Over behind those crates!" Ash cried and a man popped out.
"Wait! Don't-don't shoot! I'm one of you! I'm human.” he cried, holding up his hands.
"Sneaking up on us like that nearly got you killed!" Jane chided, shaking her head at him.
"I...I'm sorry. I was hiding. From those creatures.” the man said. "My name's Powell. I saw what happened to that turian. The other one shot him." Jane gave a look to John and he nodded.
"I need to know how Nihlus died.” John said. Jane hoped Powell had been close enough to hear something useful.
"The other one got here first. He was waiting when your friend showed up. He called him Saren. I think they knew each other.” Powell said. Saren, Jane's eyes narrowed, she had a name to the face and he was a dead Turian. "Your friend seemed to relax. He let his guard down...and Saren killed him. Shot him right in the back. I'm just lucky he didn't see me behind the crates."
"Where'd Saren go after he killed Nihlus?" John asked.
"He jumped on the cargo train and headed over to the other platform. Probably going after the beacon.” Powell said. "I knew that beacon was trouble. Everything's gone to hell since we found it. First that damn mother ship showed up. Then the attack. They killed everyone. Everyone! If I hadn't been behind the crates I'd be dead, too." Jane recognized Powell's posture, he was about to lose it.
"How come you're the only one who survived? Why didn't anyone else try to hide behind the crates?" John asked, suspicious.
"They never had a chance. I...I was already behind the crates when the attack started.” Powell hissed and Jane could hear the guilt in his voice.
"Wait a minute. You were hiding behind the crates before the attack?" Kaidan asked.
"I...sometimes I need a nap to get through my shift. I sneak off behind the crates to grab forty winks where the supervisor can't find me.” Cole confessed.
"You survived because you're lazy?" Ash hissed.
"Stand down, Gunnery Chief.” Jane stated and Ash gave her a look.
"If you hadn't snuck off for that nap you'd probably be dead just like all the others.” John said and Jane nodded as she looked at Powell.
"Yeah. Yeah, I guess. I don't really want to think about it.” Cole said.
"You're Cole's contact here on the docks. For the smuggling ring.” Jane pointed out and Powell looked nervous.
"What? No! I mean...what does it matter now? So I'm a smuggler? Who cares?" he cried, moving into defensive behavior. "My supervisor's dead. The entire crew's dead. It doesn't matter now, does it?"
"Anything hidden nearby that we could use against the geth?" John asked casually.
"A shipment of grenades came through last week. Nobody notices if a few small pieces go missing from the military orders.” Powell stated and Jane reached out, stopping Ash as she moved forward threateningly.
"You greedy son of a bitch! We're out here trying to protect your sorry ass and all you can think about is how you can rip us off?!" Ash snapped.
"I never thought you'd actually need those grenades! Who'd want to attack Eden Prime? We're just a bunch of farmers! How was I supposed to know?" Powell cried holding up his hands.
"Just give me the grenades.” John sighed and Jane gave Ash a look. Ash was furious and Jane could relate, who would be alive if there had been a few more grenades?
"They're yours. Take them. My smuggling days are over. I swear.” Powell stated, handing over the grenades.
"We need to find that beacon before it's too late.” John said.
"Take the cargo train. That's where the other turian went.” Powell said. "I...I can't stay here. I need to get away from all this."
~*TF*~
As the train stopped Jane quickly saw geth units. She pulled up a barrier.
"Get to the bombs!" she hissed as she took cover on the train and began sniping the easiest targets. She took three of the geth out quickly while the others ran for cover.
"First one done.” John said before running for cover. He looked at Jane. "Just like advance training."
"Except for the live ammo and synthetic opponents. Go!" she cried as she quickly took down another geth.
~*TF*~
"Kaidan, you have the most experience with tech, disarm them!" John ordered. Kiadan rushed for the first bomb as the geth began to swarm them. John snarled and jammed the barrel of his shotgun in a geth's face. He pulled the trigger and the geth's head exploded. As the geth fell toward him, John grabbed the body. With a grunt he shoved it off. It was heavier than he expected it to be. He quickly dispatched another two that were just a few feet away.
"Ash, suppressing fire on the walkways!" Jane snapped. Williams opened fire, forcing the geth to take cover.
"Got it Commander!" Kaidan said. "It was data linked to the others so they all ran on the same timer. I know where the other bombs are!"
"Outstanding, Alenko." John said. "You lead the way. Stay behind me. "Williams, cover Alenko at all times while we clear out the way." John said, turning to his baby sister. "Jane, charge and barge."
"Oh fuck, I hate it when you do this." Jane said, but she was smiling. John smiled at her and cracked his neck. He primed a couple of grenades his left hand.
"I'm dropping them on the left." John informed her as they stormed up the ramp. The walkways were open but the geth were swiftly moving down them to get to the Alliance team.
"Ready?" John asked and Jane took a deep breath.
"Go!" She shouted and John bolted down the left walkway. The geth seemed to pause as a Alliance soldier came charging at them. John skirted past them, dropping grenades on the left side as he shot any geth in his path with the shotgun in his right hand. He reached the end of the walkway, diving behind a crate just as the grenades went off.
Then Jane opened fire from her end, having covered her brother till he was safe. John switched out for his rifle and opened fire from his end. Suddenly caught between two ends of gun fire, the geth were swiftly put down as Kaidan defused the bombs with Williams covering him.
Though Williams did give a low whistle as the two siblings stood, grinning at each other.
"We still got it." Jane said, gleefully.
~*TF*~
Jane looked at the downed geth and husks. How many of the people she had gotten to know had died here.
"He intended to decimate the colony.” Jane stated to John and he nodded.
"We stopped him.” John said giving Jane a smile.
"Not fast enough.” she sighed as they approached the beacon. It was glowing with activity, it hadn't been doing that before.
"Normandy, the beacon is secure. Request immediate evac.” John called into his comm. Jane stared at the beacon.
"This is amazing. Actual working Prothean technology. Unbelievable!" Kaidan stated as the three moved away from John relaying the status of the mission.
"It wasn't doing anything like that when they dug it up.” Ash stated before turning to Jane. "Commander. We didn't get a chance to talk when we rendezvoused. The rest of the team…" Ash began as John approached.
"It happens, Williams. Sadly, I know how it goes more than most.” Jane said before movement caught the corner of her eye. Kaidan was being pulled toward the beacon, some force was dragging him toward it. Jane reacted, she ran at him as he was being pulled and wrapped around him from behind, pulling his feet back to the ground. The force was lifting him up and she ripped him around, throwing him away from the beacon and putting herself right in its grip.
"Shepard!" Kaidan cried.
Jane tried to pull back but the force lifted her up into the air, pulling her arms to her sides. Light flashed in her brain, it was like a biotic migraine being drilled into her brain.
"No! Don't touch her! It's too dangerous!" Ash cried.
"Jane!" John cried. Her body flinched as the pictures formed in her brain. Circuitry. Death. The pleading of alien life forms. She grimaced as her eyes opened but she saw nothing but was being forced into her brain. Tissue being mechanized, organic to synthetic. Her body convulsed but was trapped in the beacon's hold. Organic life begging as synthetics wreaked havoc. Jane's last thought was the realization that she was falling before she was unconscious.
~*TF*~
"Jane! JANE! WAKE UP GOD DAMN IT!" John screamed, trying to get Jane on her feet. He'd already tried smelling salts but she wouldn't move.
"Sir, she needs medical attention." Kaidan tried. John nodded, picking up his sister in his arms, cradling her to his chest.
"Get the Normandy to the port, now! And tell Dr. Chakwas we have wounded incoming!" John ordered, storming for the port. Williams let out a deep breath as the Commander stormed away with his sister. When Alenko finished contacting the Normandy, he broke into a trot to follow, Williams moving along with him.
"Is the Commander always like that?" she asked.
"Not really." Alenko said. "From what I've heard, the sister is all the Commander has left of his family. I know how I'd feel if some alien device mind melded with my last living relative and knocked her down."
Williams nodded. She'd be going sparse too if that was one of her sisters.
"Come on, let's catch up to the Commander. I still have to get Jenkins..."
~*TF*~
On the alien mother ship as it moved through space. Benezia approached Saren, the turian was not pleased.
"We identified the ship that touched down on Eden Prime. The Normandy. A human Alliance vessel.” she stated. "It was under the command of Captain Anderson. They managed to save the colony."
"And the beacon?" Saren asked.
"One of the humans may have used it.” she reported aware that this would not please him. Her prediction was correct as he began to growl; his head whipping back and forth before he began to throw things around the room. She gracefully dodged a few thrown items. He caught her face and she looked deep into his raging eyes.
"This human must be eliminated.” he whispered.
~*TF*~
When the ship's lights had dimmed for night watch, Dr. Chakwas had finally thrown him out. John had finally made it to the armory, and was in the middle of stripping his armor off when Captain Anderson showed up.
"Sir." John said snapping off a salute that was quickly returned. "I'm sorry I didn't report for debriefing right away."
"I understand Shepard, sometimes family problems take priority. How is she doing?" Anderson asked, not unkindly. John sighed and relaxed, rubbing at his face with his hand.
"Dr. Chakwas assures me she'll be fine. No brain damage. It was most likely the beacon exploding and the throwing her away that knocked her out. She hit the ground pretty hard." John said and Anderson sighed.
"And we still have no idea why the beacon acted this way?"
"No sir. According to Williams, it initially reacted to Lieutenant Alenko while I was radioing in. When Jane saw what was happening she pulled him away but got caught in the beacon's hold." John explained.
Anderson grunted and was silent for a moment.
"I've spoken with Alliance Command. As of 1800 hours today, Williams and your sister will be under my command as part of the Normandy's crew. Admiral Hackett even contacted me personally to inquire about her health. Apparently, a large number of her missions over the past few months have been assigned by him personally."
"Huh imagine that." John grunted. Anderson reached out and patted John on the shoulder.
"Get yourself cleaned up and get some rack time in a sleeper pod, Shepard. That's an order. We'll be at the Citadel tomorrow morning. You'll need yourself rested for when we have to deal with the politicians."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 1st, 2183 CE, 0632 hours
Location: SSV Normandy, Approaching the Citadel
"Doctor, Doctor Chakwas? I think she's waking up.” a voice said as Jane slowly felt herself returning to consciousness. She sat up, the distant pulse of a mass effect core told her she was on a ship.
"You had us worried there, Shepard. How are you feeling?" a woman in a science uniform asked and Jane looked at her before turning to see John and Kaidan. She was in a medical bay, a new one from the look of it.
"This is our chief medical officer, Dr. Chakwas.” John said.
"Minor throbbing. Nothing serious. How long was I out?" Jane asked, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"About fifteen hours. Something happened down there with the beacon, I think.” Chakwas said.
"It's my fault. I must have triggered some kind of security field when I approached it. You had to push me out of the way.” Kaidan stated and Jane shook her head. She had acted on her protective instincts and saved a man.
"You had no way to know what would happen.” Jane said before looking at the doctor.
"Actually, we don't even know if that's what set it off. Unfortunately, we'll never get the chance to find out.” Dr. Chakwas said.
"The beacon exploded. Apparently, your head won and a system overloaded. The blast knocked you cold. We brought you back to the ship.” John said and Jane shook her head.
"So it never occurred to you that there were perfectly suitable hospitals back on the colony?” she asked.
"It was better for you to come to the ship. We have the best medical equipment available.” Dr. Chakwas stated and Jane began to respect the woman. The doctor knew her abilities and probably saved Jane some brain damage. "Physically, you're fine. But I detected some unusual brain activity, abnormal beta waves."
"So does that mean she has brain damage?" John teased.
"Still smarter than you.” Jane shot back out of habit, a smile finding its way onto her lips.
"No damage. I noticed an increase in your rapid eye movement, signs typically associated with intense dreaming.” Dr. Chakwas said and Jane looked down, remembering the flashes she had seen in her head. They didn't make sense.
"I saw...I'm not sure what I saw. Death. Destruction. Nothing's really clear.” she said.
"Hmmm. I better add this to my report. It may...Oh Captain Anderson.” Chakwas said as the door to the medical bay opened. Jane moved to her feet as Kaidan and John got into the attention stance.
"How's our XO's esteemed sister holding up, Doctor?" Anderson asked and Jane looked at the man. She had met him before at John's last promotion, he had apparently helped to rescue them from Midoir, but Jane had been under sedation at that time. Apparently John kept in touch with the man since.
"All the readings look normal. I'd say the Commander's going to be fine.” Chakwas said.
"Glad to hear it. Shepard, Shepard, I need to speak with the both of you...in private.” Anderson said and Jane raised an eyebrow.
"Aye, aye, Captain, I'll be in the mess if you need me.” Kaidan stated, saluting before he left followed by the doctor.
"Sounds like that beacon hit you pretty hard, Commander. You sure you're okay?" Anderson asked, looking Jane over.
"I don't like soldiers dying under my command.” Jane stated and John's hand landed on her shoulder.
"It wasn't your fault, Jane.” he said.
"You did a good job, Shepard.” Anderson added.
"What happened to Gunnery Chief Williams?" Jane asked and John smiled.
"We've acquired her. She proved to be a useful asset, so we're adding her to the Normandy's crew. Admiral Hackett contacted me when I reported we’d taken you aboard for medical treatment. You’re with us till your next assignment since Eden Prime was your last scheduled deployment on the safety tour.” he said and Jane smiled.
"Good for Ash.” she said. "You said you needed to speak to the both of us, Captain?"
"I won't lie to you both. Things look bad. Nihlus is dead. The beacon was destroyed and geth are invading. The Council's going to want answers."
"I didn't do anything wrong, Captain. Hopefully, the Council can see that.” John said.
"I should have taken the shot, I could have killed Saren, I had him scoped but...he knew Nihlus.” Jane sighed, fisting her hands.
"You couldn't have known about the mission and I will stand behind both of you and your reports. You're a pair of damned heroes in my books. That's not why I'm here. It's Saren.” Anderson said. "Saren's a Spectre, one of the best. A living legend. But if he's working with the geth, it means he's gone rogue. A rogue Spectre's trouble. Saren's dangerous. And he hates humans."
"I saw him giving them orders with my own two eyes.” Jane said and Anderson nodded.
"He didn't come to Eden Prime because he hates humans.” John added.
"You're right. Saren has allied himself with the geth. I don't know how. I don't know why. But it had something to do with that beacon.” Anderson said before looking at Jane. "You were there just before the beacon self-destructed. Did you see anything? Any clue that might tell us what Saren was after?" Jane leaned back against the medical table and looked down. Troubled by what she was about to say.
"Just before I lost consciousness, I had some kind of vision.” she confessed.
"A vision?" John asked, concerned.
"A vision of what?" Anderson asked and Jane blushed as she told the unbelievable truth.
"I saw synthetics. Geth, maybe. Slaughtering people. Butchering them.” Jane said, shrugging.
"We need to report this to the Council, Shepard.” Anderson said and Jane looked up at him.
"What are we going to tell them? I had a bad dream?" she asked and John looked at her with concern.
"We don't know what information was stored in that beacon. Lost Prothean technology? Blueprints for some ancient weapon of mass destruction? Whatever it was, Saren took it.” Anderson said and Jane clenched her fist. She wanted to take Saren down for Eden Prime, but to talk about a vision, the Council would laugh the markings right off their own faces. "But I know Saren. I know his reputation, his politics. He believes humans are a blight on the galaxy. This attack was an act of war!" Jane looked up at that. "He has the secrets from the beacon. He has an army of geth at his command. And he won't stop until he's wiped humanity from the face of the galaxy!" Jane clenched her fists. She knew the Council was going to laugh, but she at least had to let them know the truth.
"I'll find some way to take him down.” John said and Jane looked at him.
"You're not doing it alone. I won't hesitate the next time I see his cowardly face.” she said.
"It's not that easy. He's a Spectre. He can go anywhere, do almost anything. That's why we need the Council on our side.” Anderson said and the twins looked at each other.
"We prove Saren's gone rogue and the Council will revoke his Spectre status.” John said.
"Then we let him get right in our kill zone.” Jane added.
"I'll contact the ambassador and see if he can get us an audience with the Council. He'll want to see us as soon as we reach the Citadel.” Anderson said. "We should be getting close. Head up to the bridge and tell Joker to bring us in to dock." With that Anderson walked out of the room. Jane closed her eyes as John gave her a hug.
"Next time you get your brains fried by a piece of 50,000 year old technology, I'm leaving you there.” he said, ruffling her hair and she gave him a look.
"No you won't.” she said. "What kind of a name is Joker?"
"I actually don't know the story behind that. I only just met the crew a little over a month ago. Captain Anderson hand picked most of us." John said as they exited the medical bay. Jane smiled as she saw Ash by the mess hall tables.
"Commander, how are you doing?" she asked and Jane smiled.
"I've been better, but my brain is intact, so I'm not going to complain. You might want to come up to the bridge, we're going to be pulling into the Citadel and I don't know about you, but I've never been there before.” Jane said before turning around and nearly running into Kaidan.
"I'm glad you're okay, Commander. The Commander, your brother, could use some good news after what happened to Jenkins.” Kaidan said and Jane looked down.
"So I wasn't the only one who lost men.” she sighed and looked at John as he gave her a look. What did he think just because she was talking to a man she was preparing to mount him? "It is always a hard day when men are lost. Your barriers are pretty good."
"Thanks, you were pretty impressive with your biotics too.” Kaidan said and Jane smiled.
"Well, I want a good view pulling into the Citadel, this is my first visit." she said as she headed toward her brother. "Say anything and I'll punch you in the testicles."
"I didn't say a thing.” John stated holding his hands up.
"You were thinking something inappropriate. Really, John, I just met the man.” Jane huffed as she caught up with Ash.
“By the way, I have your gear stored in a locker downstairs.” John said and Jane smiled.
“Did you get my duffle too?” she asked and John ruffled her hair again.
“Of course I did.”
“Thanks John.” Jane said as they passed the Destiny Ascension and Ash began to go exclaim over the ship’s size.
The view as they were pulling into the Citadel was amazing, Jane was glad she came up to see it from here.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 1st, 2183 CE, 0900 hours
Location: Office of Earth Ambassador
"This is an outrage! The Council would step in if the geth attacked a turian colony!" Udina snarled and Jane was not impressed with the little man barking at the Council. This was going to make her 'vision' so much easier for them to dismiss.
"The turians don't found colonies on the boarders of the Terminus Systems, Ambassador.” Councilor Valern stated.
"Humanity was well aware of the risks when you went into the Traverse.” Councilor Tevos added.
"What about Saren? You can't just ignore a rogue Spectre. I demand action!" Udina cried and Jane gave John a look. He stood at attention but rolled his eyes.
"You don't get to make demands of the Council, Ambassador.” Councilor Sparatus snapped.
"Citadel Security is investigating your charges against Saren. We will discuss the C-Sec findings at the hearing. Not before.” Councilor Tevos said and the holograms phased out. Udina looked pissed and Jane felt a migraine about to happen. Maybe she could fling the man off the balcony and claim random biotic flare up.
"Captain Anderson, I see you brought half your crew with you.” Udina sneered. Even better, the ambassador didn't care for the Captain.
"Just the ground team from Eden Prime. In case you had any questions.” Anderson said, a far better diplomat than Udina.
"I have the mission reports. I assume they're accurate?" Udina stated in a clipped tone.
"They are. Sounds like you convinced the Council to give us an audience.” Anderson stated.
"They were not happy about it. Saren's their top agent. They don't like him being accused of treason.” Udina said.
"Saren's a threat to every human colony out there. He needs to be stopped. The Council has to listen to us!" John stated.
"Settle down, Commander. You've already done more than enough to jeopardize your candidacy for the Spectres." Udina sneered and Jane gave John a glare from the corner of her eye. Spectre? When the hell was he going to tell her about that? "The mission on Eden Prime was a chance to prove you could get the job done. Instead, Nihlus ended up dead and the beacon was destroyed!"
"That was my fault, not John's.” Jane stated. "There are two Commander Shepards but only one of us was being looked at as a Spectre. I caused the beacon's destruction, not John."
"Then we better hope the C-Sec investigation turns up evidence to support our accusations. Otherwise the Council might use this as an excuse to keep John Shepard out of the Spectres.” Udina stated and Jane wondered how far she could throw the bastard. "Come with me, Captain. I want to go over a few things before the hearing. Shepards, you and the others can meet us at the Citadel Tower. Top level. I'll make sure you have clearance to get in." As the Captain and the Ambassador walked out and the doors closed Ash turned around.
"And that's why I hate politicians.” she hissed and Jane nodded.
"I keep wondering how far I could throw him.” Jane stated.
"Further than I can.” John chuckled.
"That's the benefit of biotics.” she replied before punching him hard in the kidney and he dropped to his knee.
"What was that for?" he hissed.
"A Spectre, John? When the hell were you going to tell me that I mess up your chances to be a Spectre?" Jane snapped and he looked up at her.
"I found out right before we got your distress call.” John snapped back and Jane sighed as she helped him up.
"Oh, God...just great…we have to bring Saren down now.” Jane sighed. "I have to make up for doing this to you."
"You didn't do this...Saren did.” John said.
"Let's go see the human loving Council...I can't wait to tell them I had a bad dream.” Jane groaned.
"Vision, it's not a dream, baby sister.” John chuckled.
"By fourteen minutes.” Jane muttered.
~*TF*~
"Saren's hiding something! Give me more time. Stall them.” The C-Sec officer cried in the pavilion as they exited the elevator.
"That doesn't sound good.” Jane muttered.
"He has to be the lead investigator.” Kaidan added.
"Stall the Council? Don't be ridiculous! Your investigation is over, Garrus.” the other turian stated and Jane shook her head.
"Great, more bad news.” Ash huffed as Garrus looked over at them. He nodded at both Shepards.
"Commander Shepard and Commander Shepard? Garrus Vakarian. I was the officer in charge of the C-Sec investigation into Saren.” Garrus introduced himself.
"Sounds like you really want to bring him down.” Jane said and Garrus crossed his arms across his chest.
"I don't trust him. Something about him rubs me the wrong way.” Garrus stated. "But he's a Spectre; everything he touches is classified. I can't find any hard evidence."
"I think the Council's ready for us, Commanders.” Kaidan said and Jane sighed as they began to move around Garrus.
"Thank you for trying, Officer Vakarian, we appreciate the attempt.” she said and he nodded at her. They moved quickly across the massive garden before they saw Anderson.
"The hearing's already started. Come on.” he said and they quickly followed him up the steps to the tiny podium in the center. The three Councilors stood across from them, clearly not in the mood to listen and a gigantic hologram of Saren looked down on them all. Jane's eyes narrowed on him, he looked more disturbing that big.
"The geth attack is a matter of some concern. But there is nothing to indicate Saren was involved in any way.” Councilor Tevos said.
"The investigation by Citadel Security turned up no evidence to support your charge of treason.” Councilor Sparatus snapped and Jane wondered if the turians would ever get over the First Contact War.
"Two eyewitnesses saw him kill Nihlus in cold blood!" Udina snarled and Jane looked at the Councilor in the eyes. What term would he use to insult her as a witness?
"We've read the Eden Prime reports, Ambassador. The testimony of one traumatized dockworker and a soldier of questionable stability who suffered the effects of a Prothean beacon are hardly compelling proof." Councilor Valern stated and Jane kept her cool. It was like Prothean beacons were like alcohol, too much of their effects and you weren't a reliable witness. Jane's eyes flickered up at the Saren hologram, was it her or was he staring at her.
"I resent these accusations. Nihlus was a fellow Spectre. And a friend.” Saren stated with a tone that made Jane bite her tongue and remember the way he pulled his pistol and shot Nihlus in the back.
"That just let you catch him off guard!" Anderson snapped.
"Captain Anderson. You always seem to be involved when humanity makes false charges against me.” Saren sneered and Jane got the feeling that there was a story there. "And this must be your protégé, Commander Shepard. The one who let the beacon get destroyed."
"You're the one who destroyed the beacon. Then you tried to cover it up.” John stated and Jane stood still, the appearance of a perfect soldier.
"Shift the blame to cover your own failures, just like Captain Anderson. He's taught you well.” Saren taunted. "But what can you expect from a human?"
"Saren despises humanity. That's why he attacked Eden Prime!" John shot back.
"Your species needs to learn its place, Shepard. You're not ready to join the Council. You're not even ready to join the Spectres!" Saren cried.
"He has no right to say that! That's not his decision!" Udina roared.
"Shepard's admission into the Spectres is not the purpose of this meeting.” Councilor Tevos stated.
"Besides, if you want to blame anyone for the destruction of the beacon, it should be me.” Jane stated.
"What?" Councilor Valern asked and Jane looked at each of the Councilors in the eye.
"The beacon was active; it attempted to attract a biotic teammate. I pulled him away and was pulled into its field instead. I suspect a biotic mind was what drew it and might have proven too much for it to handle and that is what overloaded the systems. It could have happened with any biotic, but we won't know now.” Jane said. "Do not blame Commander John Shepard for the destruction of the beacon and do not consider it in his Spectre eligibility since he was completely uninvolved in the final detonation of the beacon."
"As I said, Shepard's admission into the Spectres is not the purpose of this meeting.” Councilor Tevos repeated.
"This meeting has no purpose. The humans are wasting your time, Councilor. And mine.” Saren sneered and Jane kept her attention on the Councilors.
"Saren's hiding behind his position as a Spectre. You need to open your eyes!" John cried.
"What we need is evidence. So far, we have seen nothing.” Councilor Valern said.
"There is still one outstanding issue: Commander Jane Shepard's vision. It may have been triggered by the beacon.” Anderson declared and Jane kept her face blank.
"Are we allowing dreams into evidence now? How can I defend my innocence against this kind of testimony?" Saren said and Jane kept her face calm and composed. She felt the despair, she knew it was going to fail, what was Anderson thinking?
"I agree. Our judgment must be based on facts and evidence, not wild imaginings and reckless speculation.” Councilor Sparatus stated and Jane knew it was over.
"Do you have anything else to add, Commander Shepard?" Councilor Valern said, looking at Jane.
"You've made your decision. I won't waste my breath.” she said before looking up at Saren. He was definitely looking at her this time.
"The Council has found no evidence of any connection between Saren and the geth. Ambassador, your petition to have him disbarred from the Spectres is denied.” Councilor Tevos declared.
"I'm glad to see justice was served.” Saren purred and Jane kept her eyes on him. Her sniper gaze, the kill stare, she didn't look away until his hologram was gone and she let her eyes return to her professional officer at attention when she looked back at the Council.
"This meeting is adjourned.” Councilor Tevos announced and Jane turned on her heel, not looking back.
~*TF*~
"It was a mistake bringing you into the hearing, Captain. You and Saren have too much history. It made the Council question our motives.” Udina snapped and Jane looked at Anderson. What was the connection? Saren clearly knew the Captain and vice versa.
"I know Saren. He's working with the geth for one reason: to exterminate the entire human race. Every colony we have is at risk. Every world we control is in danger. Even Earth isn't safe.” Anderson said. The conviction in his voice made Jane believe him.
"We need to deal with Saren ourselves.” Jane stated.
"As a Spectre, he's virtually untouchable. We need to find some way to expose him.” Udina stated and Jane wondered what connections the ambassador could provide.
"What about Garrus, that C-Sec investigator? We saw him arguing with the executor.” Kaidan suggested and John nodded.
"That's right! He was asking for more time to finish his report. Seems like he was close to finding something on Saren.” Ash added.
"Any idea where we could find him?" Jane asked.
"I have a contact in C-Sec who can help us track Garrus down. His name is Harkin.” Udina said.
"Forget it. They suspended Harkin last month. Drinking on the job. I won't waste my time with that loser.” Anderson replied and Jane wasn't surprised by the ambassador's choice of contact.
"You won't have to. I don't want the Council using your past history with Saren as an excuse to ignore anything we turn up. The Commanders will handle this.” Udina ordered and John gave him a look of indignation.
"You can't just cut Captain Anderson out of this investigation.” John said.
"No the Ambassador is right. I need to step aside.” Anderson said and Jane understood why her brother respected this man so much.
"I need to take care of some business. Captain, meet me in my office later.” Udina stated and Jane watched him go, not sorry to see him leave.
"Harkin's probably getting drunk at Chora's Den. It's a dingy little club in the lower section of the wards.” Anderson sighed.
"Maybe there's another way to find evidence against Saren.” John suggested.
"You should talk to Barla Von. Over in the financial district. Rumor has it he's an agent for the Shadow Broker.” Anderson said.
"The Shadow Broker?" Ash asked.
"An information dealer. Buys and sells secrets to the highest bidder. I've heard Barla Von's one of the top representatives. He might know something about Saren. But his information won't come cheap.” Anderson said and Jane wondered what it took to cut it in the information business.
"I'll find something to pin Saren down.” John said and Anderson nodded at him.
"Good luck, Shepard...Shepards. I'll be over in the ambassador's office if you need anything else.” Anderson said before walking away.
"So where do we go?" Ash asked and Jane looked at John.
"I'll take the Garrus lead.” Jane said and John smiled.
"You should take Ash with you, you two have worked together more.” John said and Jane nodded.
"Meet up in C-Sec at 1600.” Jane said and John waved as the two groups split.
~*TF*~
"Ah, what's this? One of the Earth-clan? Ah, a very famous one, yes? One of the Shepards." The Volus greeted as Kaidan and John entered the office. "It is a great honor to welcome the hero of the Blitz."
"You have me at a disadvantage, Mr-?"
"Forgive me, Earth-clan. my name is Barla Von. My job makes it necessary for me to keep informed. I am a financial advisor to many important clients here of the Citadel. When someone as important as yourself arrives on the station, I take notice."
"I heard you work for the Shadow Broker. Do you have information about Saren?" John asked. Barla Von took a deep breath of air before answering.
"You're very blunt Shepard. I am an agent for the Shadow Broker. And I do know something about Saren."
"So how much is the information I need?" John asked. Barla Von chuckled.
"Normally this information would cost a small fortune. But these are exceptional circumstances. So I'm going to give it to you for free."
"What's the catch?" Kaiden asked from behind the Commander.
"There is no catch." Barla Von replied. "The Shadow Broker is quite upset with Saren right now. They used to do a lot of business. Until Saren turned on him. I don't know the detail, but the Shadow Broker hired a freelancer to deal with it. A krogan Mercenary. Last I heard he way paying a visit to Citadel Security. If you hurry, you might catch him before he leaves the Academy."
"Isn't it strange that a krogan would want to speak with C-Sec?" John asked.
"Very. However, I doubt the visit was entirely his choice. You'll need to speak with him if you want to know more."
"Thanks you for your help." John said as he turned to go.
"Come back any time Commander. I'm sure the Shadow Broker would love to exchange information with you." Barla Von called after them. John shook his head as they left.
"C-Sec then?" Kaidan asked.
"Looks like." John said as headed for the elevator across the Presidium. "To be honest, they only time I've met a krogan is when they've been trying to kill me."
"Hopefully this one won't try to do that." Kaidan said, grinning. John laughed as they reached the elevator.
The ride down was quiet, some news report about biotic extremists seizing a ship made Kaidan sigh and shake his head. As the elevator reach bottom John saw him.
Covered with heavy red armor this krogan looked even bigger and meaner than any of the others John had seen. As they got nearer they heard the krogan arguing with the C-Sec officer. John waited, talking in the scene before him. The officer definitely had a set on him, arguing with the krogan like that. The krogan seemed amused by that and saw John watching them. As he stomped over to John, Kaidan muttered a quick prayer.
"Do I know you human?" the krogan growled.
"My name is Shepard. I'm going after Fist with my squad. Thought you might like to tag along."
"Ah...Shepard? Commander Shepard? I've heard a lot about you. Half the time they said you were a female. My name is Wrex." Wrex said, issuing a rumbling chuckle. John was glad he had the right krogan, not that there were any others here but still...
"That would be my sister you've heard about." John replied. Wrex issued that rumbling chuckle of his again.
"Well then Shepard with the quads, since we're both warriors I'll give you a fair warning. I'm going to kill Fist." Wrex growled.
"Fist knows you're coming." Kaidan explained. "We'll have a better chance if we all work together."
"My people have a saying." Wrex said after a moment. "Seek the enemy of your enemy, and you will find a friend."
"My squad will be here in a few minutes." John said, shaking Wrex's hand. "We'll all move out together. Glad to have you on the team Wrex."
~*TF*~
Jane and Ash exited the Citadel transport and looked around.
"I'm thinking the financial district would have been more enjoyable.” Jane sighed.
"It could be worse, Commander.” Ash said as they moved to the walkway. The sound of gunfire brought Jane's barrier up. "I take that back...this is worse." They ducked down.
"Assassins or idiots?" Jane sighed.
"They seem to not like us whoever they are.” Ash grumbled as she took a shot. Jane stood up and pulled one of the turians. He slipped over the railing and she let him go with her biotics.
"One down.” Jane muttered, the turian screaming as he fell to his death.
"Two.” Ash grinned and they finished off the idiots. "Too bad they couldn't tell us who they worked for."
"I'm going to assume Saren.” Jane stated.
"More than likely.” Ash added. They entered Chora's Den."A seedy strip joint...charming."
"At least we know that the boys are going to be working.” Jane replied as she looked around. She saw C-Sec blue and walked over to the table. The man was almost old enough to be Jane's father.
"Hey there, sweetheart. You looking for some fun? 'Cause I gotta say that soldier getup looks real good on that bod of yours.” Harkin purred as he looked over Jane's body. "Why don't you sit your sweet little ass down beside old Harkin? Have a drink and we'll see where this goes."
"I'll pass.” Jane stated coolly.
"Suit yourself, princess. You know, if more marines looked like you, I might've joined the Alliance instead of C-Sec.” Harkin stated and Jane wondered how much trouble she would get for flinging him across the room with biotics. Maybe one of the asari strippers would like to game of catch with the pervert.
"I'm looking for a C-Sec officer. A turian named Garrus.” Jane said.
"Garrus? Ha! You must be one of Captain Anderson's crew. Poor bastard's still trying to bring Saren down, eh?" Harkin laughed and Jane felt the urge to punch him. She was starting to like the Captain. "I know where Garrus is. But you gotta tell me something first. Did the captain let you in on his big secret?"
"I just need to know where Garrus is.” Jane stated but Harkin clearly wanted to play a game.
"But it's all related. Don't you see?" Harkin chuckled. "The captain used to be a Spectre. Didn't know that, did you? It was all very hush-hush. The first human ever given that honor. And then he blew it. Screwed up his mission so bad they kicked him out. Of course, he blames Saren. Says the turian set him up."
"Just tell me where Garrus went.” Jane stated as she glared at the disgusting man.
"Garrus was sniffing around Dr. Michel's clinic.” Harkin stated.
"Thank you.” Jane said before she grabbed Harkin by the throat and shoved him into the wall, her biotics flickering around her. "I didn't need to hear your lies about Captain Anderson. I'm not part of his crew. I'm part of the surviving unit located on Eden Prime when the geth attacked. The next time you open your mouth to insult someone, make certain you know who you are speaking to. Keep your opinions to yourself, because it doesn't matter how many you have, if I kick them hard enough, they won't matter." Jane let him go and turned on her heel.
"Commander, have I told you how much I enjoy watching you work?" Ash asked and Jane grinned.
"I am so sorry, Gunnery Chief, I completely hogged that opportunity. Did you want a shot?" Jane asked and Ash shook her head.
"Nope, let's hit this clinic.” Ash said as they approached.
Jane opened the clinic door and saw a group of thugs surrounding a woman and Garrus creeping along the floor rather stealthily.
"I didn't tell anyone. I swear!" the woman said, probably Dr. Michel.
"That was smart, Doc.” one of the thugs growled and Jane put her hand on her pistol. "Now, if Garrus comes around, you stay smart. Keep your mouth shut or we'll..." His eyes landed on Jane, he quickly wrapped an arm around Dr. Michel's neck. "Who are you?" Jane looked at the thugs, keeping Garrus in the corner of her eye.
"Let her go!" Jane ordered. Garrus whipped around the corner, shooting the thug holding the doctor in the head. Jane fired with one hand and threw a barrier up around the doctor with the other. Jane and Ash shot through the open area of the wall while Garrus went around the corner. It was over quickly.
"Two-bit thugs.” Jane muttered as she walked up to Garrus.
"Perfect timing, Shepard. Gave me a clear shot at that bastard.” Garrus grinned and Jane gave him a glare.
"What were you thinking? You could've hit the hostage!" Jane scolded and Garrus looked genuinely surprised.
"There wasn't time to think! I just reacted. I didn't mean to...Dr. Michel? Are you hurt?" Garrus asked and Jane felt pleased to see the turian treating the human doctor so sweetly. She smiled.
"No. I'm okay. Thanks to you. All of you.” Dr. Michel said and Jane approached the doctor.
"I know those men threatened you. But if you tell us who they work for, we can protect you.” Jane said.
"They work for Fist. They wanted to shut me up, keep me from telling Garrus about the quarian.” Dr. Michel said.
"Does this have anything to do with the investigation into Saren?" Jane asked, what would Garrus need with a quarian...unless the quarian had something on Saren?
"I think it might. Dr. Michel, tell us what happened?" Garrus asked.
"A few days ago, a quarian came by my office. She'd been shot, but she wouldn't tell me who did it. I could tell she was scared, probably on the run. She asked me about the Shadow Broker. She wanted to trade information in exchange for a safe place to hide.” Dr. Michel explained.
"Where is she now?" Jane asked, quarians weren't a popular race since the geth. Many races didn't treat them kindly and if Saren knew this quarian had information on him, she could be in danger.
"I put her in contact with Fist. He's an agent for the Shadow Broker.” Dr. Michel said.
"Not any more. Now he works for Saren, and the Shadow Broker isn't too happy about it.” Garrus stated and Jane narrowed her eyes, this proved it, the quarian had something worth finding.
"Fist betrayed the Shadow Broker? That's stupid, even for him. Saren must have made him quite the offer.” Dr. Michel commented. It said a lot about Fist that the doctor wasn't surprised.
"That quarian must have something Saren wants. Something worth crossing the Shadow Broker to get.” Garrus grinned and Jane nodded.
"She must have something that proves he's a traitor. Did the quarian mention anything about Saren? Or the geth?" Jane asked.
"She did! The information she was going to trade. She said it had something to do with the geth.” Dr. Michel added.
"She must be able to link Saren to the geth. There's no way the Council can ignore this!" Garrus cried and Jane nodded.
"Time to pay Fist a visit, let me call in the cavalry.” Jane grinned as she began calling her brother.
~*TF*~
"So four humans, a turian, and krogan walk into a bar..." Jane began.
"...and they all went inside and killed everyone." Wrex rumbled and John laughed and Jane pouted.
"Ruin all my fun." Jane said, but pulled out her gun with a sigh.
"Everyone ready?" John asked. They were on the walkways outside of Chora's Den. It was quiet, too quiet. It was better to go in with their guns out and get evil stares from possible patrons than get their heads shot off by an ambush. After everyone signaled their readiness John turned to Ashley by the door.
"Open it and have a look inside." He ordered. Ash nodded and quickly opened the door before stepping to the side as the others gathered around the corner. Ash didn't even have time to look in before the door way filled with bullets.
"Well they appear to be happy to see us." Garrus grumbled. John sighed and nodded at Jane.
"Pop it and drop it." Jane agreed. Both Shepards pull out a grenade.
"Count of three." John said.
"One...two...three!" Jane said. They both tossed in their grenades. Men shouted in alarm and tried to back away but then the grenades went off.
"Go, go, go!" John said. The squad swarmed in. There were merc and guards everywhere. The team quickly opened fire putting down most of the mercs but a krogan bouncer crashed into John, The two went skidding across the floor, up ending tables and chairs as they grappled.
"John!" Jane cried out. "Move away we can't get a shot!"
John had no intention of moving away. He let go of his shotgun and pulled his knife from his belt. He stabbed it up under the krogan's chin, jamming the six inch blade into the krogan's brain. The krogan dropped like a stone and John grunted as he rolled him off.
"When did you start carrying that?" Jane asked, amused. John groaned as his sister helped him to feet.
"Since that mission at Hoilant when we had to clear out that varren infestation as part of N-school field training." John muttered. Jane smiled.
"You still think that varren wouldn't have bitten you if you could have stabbed it." Jane asked as John grabbed his knife and gun. They headed for the door to the back room.
"Wouldn't have hurt." John said as they opened the door.
"Stop right there! Don't come any closer!" a man stammered. John rolled his eyes.
"Warehouse workers. All the real guards must be dead." Garrus muttered.
"This would be a good time to find somewhere else to work." John told them. The two works took in the sight of the squad, with John in front, the chest of his armor covered in drying krogan blood.
"Yeah. Yeah, right. That's a good idea."
"I never liked Fist anyway." The two workers ran off.
"Would have been easier to just kill them." Wrex rumbled as they moved inside. As they moved in Fist upturned his desk, diving behind it as two turrets rose from the ground to open fire. Everyone moved back.
"For Chrissake." Jane muttered rolling her eyes.
"I got this Commanders." Kaidan said. He moved to the edge of the hall. He peeked in, took a quick look around. He darted back as the turrets fire on him. Taking a deep breath his barrier flared to life. He peeked out again but this time sent two biotic pulls at the turrets. They turrets made large, grinding sounds before shearing completely off. They sputtered as they smashed against the wall.
"Nice work Kaidan." Jane praised as they entered the room.
"Thank you ma'am."
"Wait! Don't kill me! I surrender!" Fist said, crawling out from behind his desk. John shook his head as Garrus frowned. He picked up some optical discs that caught his eye and pocketed them for later review.
"Where's the quarian?" John demanded.
"She's not here! I don't know where she is, that's the trurth!" Fist replied.
"He's no use to you now. Let me kill him." Wrex rumbled, aiming his shotgun at Fist.
"Wait! Wait! I don't know where the quarian is, but I know where you can find her. She said she'd only deal with the Shadow Broker himself." Fist blurted out.
"Face to face? Impossible. Even I was hired through an agent." Wrex said. Fist slowly got to his feet.
"Nobody meets the Shadow Broker. Even I don't know his true identity. But she didn't know that. I told her I'd set up a meeting, but when she shows up, it'll be Saren's men waiting for her."
"Give me the location, now!" John demanded, yanking his Fist towards him.
"Here on the wards. The back alley by the markets." Fist said and John let the man go. "She supposed to meet them right now. You can make it if you hurry."
Wrex quickly raised his shotgun and shot Fist in the head. The man went down with a meaty thud.
"Drop the gun, krogan!" Ashley snapped turning her rifle on Wrex.
"The Shadow Broker paid me to kill him. I don't leave jobs half done." Wrex rumbled, giving Ashley a glare.
"Easy Ash, put the gun down." Jane told the Marine, while Garrus shook his head.
"Next time wait till I'm farther away, okay?" John retorted. "And when a prisoner surrenders next time, wait to talk to me before you kill them, okay? I know you have to fulfill a contract but I may want to ask about something else besides what we need to know. Now let's go!"
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the remains of Fist's head and looked at the Krogan and then at Ashley.
"You brought a krogan bounty hunter to a shakedown of his target and you didn't think he was going to kill him?" Jane asked.
"We don't have time for this, the quarian is in danger!" John shouted.
"His brains made a pretty splatter.” Jane said to Wrex and the krogan laughed as they began to run. Jane and John were neck and neck as they raced toward the back alley. They were at the top of the stairs when they saw the quarian being approached by the turian.
"Did you bring it?" the turian purred.
"Where's the Shadow Broker? Where's Fist?" the quarian asked.
"They'll be here. Where's the evidence?" the turian asked and Jane glared. The quarian was alone in a place where she was riffraff and the turian was going to kill her. Jane was going to kill him.
"No way. The deal's off.” the quarian spat as Jane and John got into position. Jane liked the way the quarian slapped away the turian's grabby claws. She knew this was dirty, good for her. The quarian saw the others closing in on her. She ducked away, tossing something and a blast went off. Jane and John stood up at the base of the stairs, aware of the group behind them and up the stairs. They quickly took care of the turian and the two salarians. Jane rushed over to the quarian.
"Fist set me up! I knew I couldn't trust him!" she hissed.
"Were you hurt in the fight?" Jane asked.
"I know how to look after myself. Not that I don't appreciate the help. Who are you?" she asked and John approached.
"My name's Shepard, this is my sister. We're looking for evidence to prove Saren's a traitor.” John said and Jane realized the quarian was rather young.
"Then I have a chance to repay you for saving my life. But not here. We need to go somewhere safe.” the quarian said.
"The ambassador's office. It's safe there. He'll want to see this anyway.” Ash said.
"Let's get you someplace safe, kid.” Jane said as she gave John a victorious grin.
~*TF*~
"You two are not making my life easy. Firefights in the wards? An all-out assault on Chora's Den? Do you know how many...who's this? A quarian? What are you up to, Shepard?" Udina growled and Jane tried to look innocent.
"Making your day, Ambassador. She has information linking Saren to the geth.” John grinned and Jane nodded.
"Really? Maybe you better start at the beginning, Miss...?" Udina seemed to be extra sweet for the quarian now, Jane noticed with a smirk.
"My name is Tali. Tali'Zorah nar Rayya.” Tali introduced herself.
"We don't see many quarians here. Why did you leave the flotilla?" Udina asked.
"I was on my Pilgrimage, my rite of passage into adulthood.” Tali said and Jane nodded, Tali was fairly young then.
"Tell us what you found.” Jane asked.
"During my travels I began hearing reports of geth. Since they drove my people into exile, the geth have never ventured beyond the Veil. I was curious.” Tali explained. "I tracked a patrol of geth to an uncharted world. I waited for one to become separated from its unit. Then I disabled it and removed its memory core."
"I thought the geth fried their memory cores when they died. Some kind of defense mechanism.” Anderson stated.
"How did you manage to preserve the memory core?" John asked.
"My people created the geth. If you're quick, careful, and lucky small caches of data can sometimes be saved.” Tali said. "Most of the core was wiped clean. But I salvaged something from its audio banks." Tali played it and Jane smiled at her brother. They shared a look of complete victory.
"I don't recognize that other voice. The one talking about Reapers.” Udina muttered.
"I feel like I've heard that name before.” Jane muttered, rubbing her neck.
"According to the memory core, the Reapers were a hyper-advanced machine race that existed 50,000 years ago.” Tali explained. "The Reapers hunted the Protheans to total extinction, and then they vanished. At least, that's what the geth believe."
"Sounds a little far-fetched.” Udina said snidely.
"The vision on Eden Prime...I understand it now. I saw the Protheans being wiped out by the Reapers.” Jane stated.
"The geth revere the Reapers as gods, the pinnacle of non-organic life. And they believe Saren knows how to bring the Reapers back.” Tali said.
"The Council is just going to love this!" Udina scoffed and Jane rolled her eyes.
"The Reapers are a threat to every species in Citadel space. We have to tell them.” Jane said.
"No matter what they think about the rest of this, those audio files prove Saren's a traitor.” Anderson declared.
"The captain's right. We need to present this to the Council right away.” Udina muttered.
"What about her? The quarian?" Wrex asked and Jane found herself liking the giant hulk of krogan.
"My name is Tali!" Tali barked. "You saw me in the ally, Commander. You know what I can do. Let me come with you."
"We'll take all the help we can get.” John grinned and Jane nodded.
"Thanks. You won't regret this.” Tali said.
"Anderson and I will go ahead to get things ready with the Council. Take a few minutes to collect yourself, then meet us in the Tower.” Udina ordered before marching out.
~*TF*~
"Eden Prime was a major victory! The beacon has brought us one step closer to finding the Conduit."
"And one step closer to the return of the Reapers."
"You wanted proof, there it is. This confirms everything Jane Shepard saw on Eden Prime, despite her so called mental state." Undina declared. John snarled and took a step at the back of the Human Ambassador but Jane grabbed his arm. When John glanced at her, she shook her head. Getting her message, John sighed but stepped back.
"This evidence is irrefutable, Ambassador." Councilor Sparatus said, shaking his head. "Saren will be stripped of his Spectre status and all efforts will be made to bring him in to answer for his crimes."
"And Commander Jane Shepard, we owe you an apology." Councilor Tevos added. "You have proven yourself to be of sound mind and character. I am sorry we doubted you before. Back to the matter at hand, I believe I know the identity of the other person speaking with Saren. That is Matriarch Benezia."
"Who is she?" Jane asked.
"Matriarchs are powerful asari who have entered the final stage of their lives. Revered for their wisdom and experience, they serve as guides and mentors to my people. Matriarch Benzia is a powerful biotic, and she has many followers. She will make a formidable ally for Saren." Councilor Tevos explained.
"I'm more interested in these Reapers." Councilor Valern mused. "What do you know about them?"
"Only what was extracted from the geth's memory core." Captain Anderson explained. "The Reapers were an ancient race of machine that wiped out the Proteans. Then they vanished."
"The geth believe the Reapers are gods. And that Saren is the prophet for their return." John chimed in.
"We think the Conduit is the key to bringing them back, Saren's searching for it. That's why he attacked Eden Prime." Anderson finished.
"Do we even know what this Conduit is?" Councilor Valern inquired.
"No sir, not yet." Jane said. "However Saren thinks it can bring back the Reapers. That's bad enough."
"Listen to what you're saying!" Councilor Sparatus snapped. "Saren wants to bring back the machines that wiped out all life in the galaxy? Impossible. It has to be. Where did the Reapers go? Why did they vanish? How come we've found no trace of their existence? If they were real, we'd have found something!"
"We tried to warn you about Saren, and you refused to face the truth. Don't make the same mistake again." John snapped back.
"This is different. You proved Saren betrayed the Council. We all agree he’s using the geth to search for the Conduit, but we don't really know why." Councilor Tevos said.
"The Reapers are obviously just a myth, Commander. A convenient lie to cover Saren's true purpose. A legend he is using to bend the geth to his will." Councilor Valern reasoned.
"Fifty thousand years ago, the Reapers wiped out all galactic civilization. If Saren finds the Conduit, it will happen again!" Jane jumped in.
"Saren is a rogue agent on the run for his life. He no longer has the rights or resources of a Sectre. The Council has stripped him of his position." Councilor Sparatus said.
"That is not good enough!" Undina shouted. "You know he's hiding somewhere in the Traverse. Send your fleet in!"
"A fleet cannot track down one man." Councilor Valern retorted.
"A Citadel fleet could secure the entire region. Keep the geth from attacking any more of our colonies." Undina explained.
"Or it could trigger a war with the Terminus Systems!" Councilor Sparatus countered. "We won't be dragged into a galactic confrontation over a few dozen human colonies!"
"I can take Saren down." John said, punching his right fist into the palm of his left hand.
"The Commander's right. There is a way to stop Saren that doesn't require fleets or armies." Tevos said.
"No!" Councilor Sparatus burst out. "Humanity is not ready for the responsibilities that come with joining the Spectres."
"You don't have to send a fleet into the Traverse, and the Ambassador gets his human Spectre. Everybody's happy." John countered.
The Council shared looks amongst themselves. The Councilor Tevos shoot the group of humans a long look.
"One moment." she said and stepped back from her podium, drawing the other two Councilors with her. They began talking in hushed tones away from the microphones.
"What's that all about?" Anderson muttered to Undina. Udina scowled.
"Whatever the reason meeting like that during an open Council meeting is highly irregular." Udina muttered just as the Citadel Council stepped back to their former positions.
"Commander John Shepard - step forward." Councilor Tevos said. After exchanging a nod with Anderson, John straightened and swiftly moved forward, adopting an at attention stance. Even so he almost buckled at what came next.
"Commander Jane Shepard - step forward." Councilor Valern said. Jane blinked in shock as she stepped forward, matching her brother's stance as she stood before the Council.
"We are fully aware that Nihlus was given a Spectre candidate drawn from a pool of Humanities' best. From your service records and what we have heard of both of your actions today, both of you are equally qualified to become Spectres." Councilor Tevos explained. "It is the decision of the Council that both John and Jane Shepard be granted all the powers and privileges of the Special Tactics and Reconnaissance branch of the Citdael."
"Spectres are not trained, but chosen. Individuals forged in the fire of service and battle; those whose actions elevate them above the rank and file. Just as you two have proven today." Councilor Valern said.
"Spectres are an ideal, a symbol. The embodiment of courage, determination, and self-reliance. They are the right hand of the Council, instruments of our will." Councilor Tevos said.
"Spectres bear a great burden. They are protectors of galactic peace, both our first and last line of defense. The Safety of the galaxy is theirs to uphold." Councilor Sparatus said.
"You two are the first human Spectres. This is a great accomplishment for you and your entire species." Councilor Tevos acknowledged.
"I'm honored, Councilors." John and Jane spoke in unison, both bowing slightly.
"We're sending both of you into the Traverse after Saren. He's a fugitive from justice, so you are authorized to use any means necessary to apprehend or eliminate him." Councilor Valern ordered.
"While both of you have been sworn in together, this does not mean your fates are directly tied to the other. You may choose to work alone or together. But know this, we have had sibling teams of Spectres before. We find the pairing to be most advantageous. We hope you two decide to continue this pairing after your finish your mission. With that, this meeting of the Council is adjourned." Councilor Tevos finished.
~*TF*~
"Two? Unbelievable." Undina muttered. John and Jane shared a look and began to grin.
"Not bad, baby sister." John congratulated.
"Not too shabby, big brother by fourteen minutes.” Jane said. The two Shepards grinned at each other.
"Congratulations Commanders." Anderson said, shaking their hands.
"We've got a lot of work to do." Undina mused. "You two will need a ship, a crew, supplies...Anderson, come with me. I'll need your help to set this all up. We'll also need to contact the Alliance. Getting two Spectres goes beyond their wildest dreams."
"Well what do we do now?" Ashley asked. John thought for a moment before turning to Garrus.
"Garrus, can you get us time in a conference room at C-Sec and maybe some time on the Citadel target range for the next few hours?" John asked.
"I can swing that but it’ll take about a hour or so." Garrus said. "What's the plan, John?"
"I know Kaidan and Ashley will be coming with us. Tali you've said the same and I know Wrex is in." John said.
"Damn right, Shepard." Wrex rumbled.
"You're not leaving me behind, Shepard." Garrus stated.
"So we need some place to go over some things." John explained. "Squad formations, hand signals, and some basic plans that Jane and I use so when we're in a fire fight, we cut down on the confusion. That way no one gets their head blown off because they misunderstand something."
"Plus I want to upgrade some things at the C-Sec requisition office. See if they have some equipment only Spectres can access." Jane said, smiling. John blinked and grinned evilly.
"Damn fine idea, I’m going to join you. Everyone else, meet at C-Sec in one hour. Gather supplies and anything else you might need for an extended mission on ship.”
~*TF*~
Several hours later the ragtag group exited the elevator with their supplies in tow and looked at the Normandy.
"I've got big news for you, Shepard. Captain Anderson is stepping down as commanding officer of the Normandy. The ship is yours now.” Udina spoke to John and Jane blinked.
"She's quick and quiet and you know the crew. Perfect ship for a pair of Spectres. Treat her well, Commanders.” Anderson said and Jane stepped back to let John have a moment with his mentor.
"I'll take good care of her, sir.” John said.
"I know you will, Commander.” Anderson replied.
"What kind of leads do we have?" Jane asked.
"Saren's gone. Don't even try to find him. But we know what he's after: the Conduit. He's got his geth scouring the Traverse looking for clues.” Anderson stated.
"We have reports of geth in the Feros system shortly before our colony there dropped out of contact. And there have been sightings around Noveria.” Udina added.
"Find out what Saren was after on Feros and Noveria. Maybe you can figure out where the Conduit is before he does.” Anders said.
"The Reapers are the real threat.” Jane stated.
"I'm with the Council on this one, Shepard. I'm not sure they even exist.” Udina said and Jane thought about the beacon's vision. They were real.
"But if they do exist, the Conduit's the key to bringing them back. Stop Saren from getting the Conduit and we stop the Reapers from returning.” Anderson said and Jane nodded.
"I'll stop him.” she growled.
"We have one more lead. Matriarch Benezia, the other voice on that recording? She has a daughter, a scientist who specializes in the Protheans.” Udina said. "We don't know if she's involved but it might be a good idea to try and find her. See what she knows. Her name's Liara. Dr. Liara T'Soni. We have reports she was exploring an archeological dig on one of the uncharted world in the Artemis Tau cluster."
"Sounds like we should head for the Artemis Tau cluster.” John stated and Jane nodded.
"It's your decision, Commanders. You're Spectres now. You don't answer to us.” Anderson said, looking like a proud father.
"But your actions still reflect on humanity as a whole. You make a mess and I get stuck cleaning it up.” Udina snarled.
"We'll try not to make things any harder on you, Ambassador.” Jane said.
"Glad to hear it, Commander. Remember: you were a human long before you were a Spectre.” Udina stated and Jane fought not to roll her eyes. "I have a meeting to get to. Captain Anderson can answer any questions you might have." John, Jane, Ash, and Kaidan saluted the Captain before they entered the ship.
~*TF*~
"I heard what happened to Captain Anderson and-who's this?" Joker asked as the twins stepped onto the bridge.
"I'm Commander Jane Shepard. Spectre and twin sister to the Commander you know so well.” Jane said as she looked at Joker and he looked at her. It was clear there was something waiting to be said, but instead he turned to John.
"I mean, he survives a hundred battles, and then gets taken down by backroom politics.” Joker continued and Jane smirked. "Just watch your back, Commander..., uh Commanders. Things go bad on this mission, you two are next on their chopping block."
"Saren's out there somewhere. And we're going to find him.” Jane said.
"Everyone on this ship is behind you, Commander. One hundred percent.” Joker said, looking up at John. "Give 'em time, and you'll be at one hundred percent too." He shot Jane a look. "Intercom's open. If you've got anything you want to say to the crew, now's the time."
"Up for a big speech?" John asked.
"Together for this one.” Jane replied.
"This is Commander John Shepard..."
"...and Commander Jane Shepard speaking."
"We have our orders:"
"Find Saren before he finds the Conduit.” Jane stated.
"I won't lie to you, crew. This mission isn't going to be easy.” John confessed. "For too long our species has stood apart from the others. Now it's time for us to step up and do our part for the rest of the galaxy!"
"Time to show them what humans are made of!" Jane added. "Our enemy knows we're coming. When we go into the Traverse, Saren's followers will be waiting for us. But we'll be ready for them, too."
"Humanity needs to do this.” John said. "Not just for our own sake, but for the sake of every other species in Citadel Space."
"Saren must be stopped, and I promise you all..." Jane stared, looking at John.
"We will stop him.” the twins said in unison.
"Well said, Commanders. The Captain would be proud.” Joke said.
"The captain gave up everything so we could have this chance. We can't fail.” John said and the two turned away from the bridge.
"Yes, sir and ma'am.” Joker stated.
~*TF*~
Notes:
Note: The John and Jane Shepard characters in this story are based on the two favorite characters of Toby and myself. Toby tends to play as a soldier with a habit of rushing into battle and I tend to play as an adept sniper. While our preferred characters look nothing like the presets, their decisions and personalities are totally what we play.
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Chapter 3: Finding Dr. T'Soni
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Shepards explore an entire system trying to find Dr. Liara T'Soni. The crew gets to see the Shepards driving the Mako.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: June 2nd, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Entering the Artemis Tau Cluster
Jane Shepard looked over the CDC at the holographic map. Which system would Protheans most likely have a hidden ruin?
"Credit for your thoughts.” John said as he approached with a data pad in hand and Jane looked at him over her shoulder.
"The four major systems are Athens, Knossos, Macedon, and Sparta.” Jane stated. "There are no unusual readings to help us narrow down where Dr. T'Soni could be."
"So we’re pretty much just guessing at this point?" John asked and Jane sighed.
"Pretty much.” she confessed and John shrugged.
"I like Athens.” John pointed out and Jane smirked.
"That's because you love Greek mythology.” she said. "I suppose we could go Athens, Macedon, Sparta, and Knossos."
"Why that order?" John asked.
"Well it's a circle that way, and we save the ancient city that was actually on an island and not Greece for last.” she pointed out.
"I guess that works.” John said.
"Joker, let's aim for Athens first.” Jane ordered.
"Yes, Ma'am.” Joker called and Jane looked at the holograph, tapping at the console to make the selected system bigger.
"Five planets, let's hope they are easy to evaluate.” Jane muttered.
"Come on, I'll buy you a beer while we head for the system.” John said.
"I'm on duty.” Jane shot back.
"We’re in transit, come on, have lunch with your big brother.” he said and Jane rolled her eyes.
"I'll have lunch, but I'm not drinking. We really need to work on our shifts anyway, might as well get that done over lunch.” she sighed as they headed down to the mess. John stopped to get a couple of pads with the Normandy’s personnel roster. "And you are only fourteen minutes older."
"Doesn't matter, I'm still buying my little sister lunch. Besides I don’t condone drinking during duty either.” he said as they each grabbed a meal tray and waited to heat them up in the microwave. "I'm thinking we overlap an hour at each end of the shift. That allows us to share the bed."
"Thirteen hour shifts would do that. I can start at 000 and go till 1300 and you go from 1200 till 100.” Jane nodded as her food finished cooking and she moved to the table.
"Aren't you going to wait for me?" John teased.
"I'm a biotic, I need to eat or else I get all migraine-y.” Jane stated as she opened the container and looked at what the Alliance called lunch. "I'd kill for some of Mom's roast chicken."
"You do know that wasn't really chicken.” John teased.
"And those hamburgers you loved so much weren't really cow...or ham.” Jane shot back as she bit into the burrito-like object. It was beef flavored.
"What is so different about those biotic lunches?" John asked as he sat down. "We both got the same version of the meal." Jane gave him a look for asking a question while her mouth was full. Kaidan came to rescue as he entered the mess area as well.
"Biotic meals have fat injected in. Most meals make sure to keep the fat levels at healthy reserves for humans on ships, biotics burn more calories, so to keep us healthy our food has more fat.” Kaidan stated as he popped his meal tray into the microwave.
"I know that.” John stated. "I should reword the question, does it taste different?"
"I don't know.” Jane stated, grabbing John's wrist and taking the first bite of his burrito before sitting back. "Yes, they taste the same."
"I should have seen that coming.” he sighed.
"Commander...ma'am.” Kaidan clarified when both Shepards looked at him. "Were you sent to BAaT for your training?" Jane shook her head.
"I missed BAaT by a few years, I was part of the trial group for the program that is now being used on Grissom.” she replied and Kaidan nodded before collecting his tray and sitting next to John.
"Is this going to be a biotic shop talk?” John asked and Jane rolled her eyes.
"Alenko, we've decided to do a thirteen hour shift between the two of us. We will overlap for an hour coming on and going off.” Jane stated. "I want to do a similar schedule with you and Williams. You served as John's LT and Ash has been under me for about a month. However, I want you two split between us."
"I see how you’re doing this.” John nodded. "If our shifts are 000 to 1300 and 1200 to 100, then their schedules would be 600 to 1900 and 1800 to 700."
"Exactly, that way we have an overlap of all personnel and fresh eyes constantly rotating in and out.” Jane stated and John nodded. He typed away on a pad and handed it to Jane who looked it over, chewing on a bite for minute.
"Would it be possible for me to get the 600 to 1900 shift, it fits my usual schedule.” Kaidan asked and the Shepards looked at each other.
"You have rank.” Jane stated.
"Your call, you proved yourself on Eden Prime.” John replied as the rest of the crew also arrived for lunch.
~*~*~
"Commanders." Garrus said. He and Tali headed for the supply cabinet John had marked for dextro supplies. They prepped their meals with the others and Jane noted with amusement that Wrex helped himself to two meals. As they all sat down at the table John finished off his meal in a couple of quick bites. He picked up his datapad again as he munched on the last bit before speaking.
"Since everyone is here, I want to let you know that we're everyone set up with staggered shifts. We're going to use standard Alliance Military time. I'll get all of you who don't have it, basic access to the ship and its general database. It'll be entry level clearance but it should help us all read up on briefs and reports during down time. Any questions so far?" John asked. He waited a few minutes but no one spoke up.
"Okay, this is libel to change later but these are the areas you'll be working on when you're on ship and on duty." John continued typing away for a moment. "Garrus from what I've read of your dossier that C-SEC forwarded to me you have basic skills on ground vehicle maintenance. I'm assigning you to the Mako upkeep. You'll be in charge of repairs with Wrex and Ashely helping you as needed."
"Will do Commander." Garrus replied, raising his wrap into the air in a mock salute before taking a big bite out of it.
"Ash, Wrex besides helping Garrus out when he needs the hands, you two will be maintaining the armory and all supplies therein. Check with Ensign Chris Postle, he's our requisition officer. I'm not saying buy everything under the sun, but make sure to keep the stock of basic mods and other field supplies topped off. Anything high end and that we could use, run by me or Jane first." John said.
“Also our PT equipment is also stored in the armory.” Jane added after finishing a bite of her lunch. “That needs to be maintained and set up as needed. Since we’re staggering the shifts people maybe using it odd times. I’m not saying you have to wipe it down after someone uses it, but try to make sure it stays in working order. Garrus if you have some down time, help them out when you can.”
“Got it Shepards.” Wrex said, shoving an entire meal wrap into his mouth.
“Yes sirs, ummm, ma’am and sir.” Ashely said. John grinned while Jane chuckled.
“Sirs is fine when addressing both of us, Ash.” Jane assured the Chief.
“Tali when I spoke with you earlier you mentioned you had a lot of experience working on the engines when you were on the Flotilla. I’d like you to work with Chief Engineer Adams. I’ve already spoken with him and he’s excited to talk with you. Feel free to ask what you like. As long as it's not classified, Adams will fill you in on anything about the Normandy and if you like, you can take it back to the Flotilla as part of you Pilgrimage gift.” John said.
“Thank you Shepard, that will be a big help.” Tali responded, happily. John grinned at her and gave her a wink.
“It's John.” He said, and the little light on Tali’s mouth port lit up a few times as if she was trying to speak. In the end she said nothing.
“Kaidan, you help Joker pilot the Normandy but I noticed he’s always at the helm. In fact, per the old roster he should have been off duty two hours ago. Do you take the helm solo at all?” Jane asked, curious.
“Not too often Commander.” Kaidan admitted. “Joker prefers to being at the helm. He can’t do PT everyday to stay in shape. He also does his paperwork and even has others bring him his meals at the helm. I’ve only seen him hand it over to someone else for rack time and bathroom breaks.”
“Why can’t he do PT?” Jane asked and Kaidan squirmed in his chair.
“It’d be better to ask him, ma’am.”
“I will.” Jane said and sighed.
“Well it's against regs but as long as he doesn’t drive himself to the brink I’m okay with it.” John said and shot Jane a look. Jane rolled her eyes and sighed.
“Alright, as long as he gets six hours of sleep a day I can let it slide. Let us know if he starts to burn out, alright Kaidan?” Jane allowed. Kaidan smiled and nodded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
“One last thing.” John said as Ash made to get up. She frowned but sat back down. John gestured to the datapad he brought to share with Jane earlier. “I received orders and status regarding the Normandy. Officially the ship and all personnel on board are attached to the Citadel as part of the defense forces as they see fit. It's their polite way of reminding us that even thought Jane and I are Spectres, the Alliance considers us, the Normandy and its crew as Allaince. They have also extended security clearance to all non-Alliance personnel.” John gestured to Tali, Garrus and Wrex. “You three are considered mission advisors.”
“And unofficially?” Garrus asked. John grinned and Jane smiled when she saw the look on his face. She took the datapad from him as he began to speak.
“Unofficially you’re crew.” John stated. “Everyone currently at this table is considered the ground team. When one of us calls for the ground team to report for brief, that means you.”
“They left out the first name and service number of the Commanding Officer for the Normandy.” Jane said, looking at the datapad in surprise. John shot her a smirk.
“Noticed that did you?”
“What does that mean?” Garrus asked and Kaidan sighed.
“It means that the Commanders both have the same level of control of the ship. I’ve heard of them leaving rank off of the senior officers during black ops to protect the CO but this is crazy.” Kaidan grumbled.
“So who leads us then? The female or the male?” Wrex grumbled. Jane sighed as everyone turned to stare at them.
“We’ll do it just like before.” Jane said, and John nodded.
“Before?” Ash asked and John grinned at her.
“Jane and I went through N-school together.” He explained. “We got paired up on the same squad and we had the same rank then too. We decided we’d switch off as needs demanded.”
“Still there had to have been issues with who led. Two battlemasters hardly ever agree on the same plan of battle.” Wrex stated.
“Which brings us to how this squad will work. John and I will decide during pre-mission brief who will lead and who will go. I expect all of you to accompany us on most missions.” Jane stated.
“During operations on the Normandy whoever is on duty will have the first say.” John said.
“Also, if we argue about a decision, feel free to offer opinions but do not side with either of us.” Jane continued.
“It fractures the squad and causes problems during the mission.” John explained.
“Any questions?” The Shepards asked in unison. The other ground team members all shivered.
“Keelah that was scary.” Tali whimpered.
“Alright then. We’ll have after mission meetings like this from now on. I liked it.” John said.
“Dismissed everyone.” Jane stated.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 4th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Athens System
"Well that wasted a day.” John chuckled and Jane sighed as she looked at the various materials they had found.
"Well, those two gas giants could be used for hydrogen fuel collection, so we can sent this report to Alliance Command. Your shift didn't find Doctor T'soni either, but we did get something out of it.” Jane stated.
"Garrus says that the insignia we found belongs to the Magna Colony. They might call rights on a hydrogen fueling station.” Ash stated as she entered the bridge and Jane nodded.
"That's useful, we can send out two reports then, one to Alliance and one to the Council.” Jane stated.
"You're really going to tell the Council?" Ash asked and Jane gave her a look.
"Ash, both of your Commanders are acting Spectres right now. We are going to keep the Council in the loop.” Jane said before giving her brother a look.
"Yeah, of course.” he said with a grin.
"By the book, John.” Jane warned and he grinned as he headed off the bridge.
"Where to next, Commander?" Joker asked and Jane sighed.
"Macedon system. One system down, three possibly to go.” she stated before looking at Joker.
"Can I help you, ma'am?" Joker asked.
"I like to know my crew. Mind if I ask you a few questions?" Jane asked and Joker scoffed.
"I can see where this is going. You did a background check on me, didn't you? Well, I'll tell you the same thing I told the captain. You want me as your pilot. I'm not good, I'm not even great. I'm the best damn helmsman in the Alliance fleet! Top of my class in flight school? I earned that. All those commendations in my file? I earned every single one. Those weren't given to me as a charity for my disease.” Joker snapped with righteous indignation. Jane stared for a moment.
"What are you talking about? Are you sick?" she asked with sincere concern and Joker's face dropped.
"You mean...you mean you didn't know? Ah, crap.” Joker groaned before shaking his head and turning to look Jane in the eyes. "Okay...I've got Vrolik's Syndrome. Brittle bone disease. The bones in my legs never developed properly. They're basically hollow. Too much force and they'll shatter. Even with crutches and my leg brace it's hard to get around. One wrong step and crack! It's very dramatic! But I've learned to manage my condition, Commander. Put the Normandy in my hands and I'll make her dance for you. Just don't ask me to get up and dance, unless, you know, you like the sound of snapping shin bones." Joker turned back to look at the controls. Jane looked at him for a moment before looking out at space.
"I generally don't go poking around files unless I suspect something, Joker. If I want to know something about a person, I usually just ask them.” Jane stated. "You and the Normandy's crew helped to rescue Eden Prime, all of you were on my good side for that alone. I’m sorry to have made you paranoid."
"It was nothing.” Joker sighed and Jane smirked.
"However, after that display, I have to ask. Why does everyone call you Joker?" she asked with a grin and Joker rolled his eyes.
"It's a lot shorter than saying Alliance Flight Lieutenant Jeff Moreau. Plus, I love to make little children laugh.” Joker said in a snide tone and Jane smirked.
"I was just thinking how much you remind me of Santa Claus.” she teased and Joker gave her a look.
"Look, I didn't pick the name. One of the instructors in flight school used to bug me about never smiling. She started calling me Joker, and it stuck.” he stated in a clipped manner and Jane looked at him. He was doing his best to keep from facing her.
"Why didn't you ever smile?" she asked.
"Hey, I worked my ass off in flight school, Commander. The world's not going to hand you anything if you go around grinning like an idiot. By the end of the year, I was the best pilot in the Academy. Even better than the instructors. And everybody knew it. They'd all gotten their asses kicked by the sickly kid with the creaky little legs. One guess who was smiling at graduation.” he smirked before looking at Jane and she nodded.
"You'll do, Joker, you have that je ne sais quoi I like in my soldiers. You'll do, just watch the lip with the higher ups. I hate having to do the paperwork to apologize for smart ass helmsmen.” Jane order as she turned. "Get us to Macedon in one piece."
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 5th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, On Sharjila in the Macedon System
“Jane.”
Jane turned in surprise to find John standing behind her holding out a mug of coffee to her.
“It’s 1207 hours. Let me take over so you can get some dinner.” John said. Jane smiled and took the mug from her brother gratefully.
“Thanks, John.” Jane said and took a long drink from her mug as she headed off.
“Pressley, mark the time as 1208 hours, Commander John Shepard assuming command on his watch.” John said, sipping his own coffee.
“Aye sir.” Pressley said. The Normandy’s VI chimed out on the deck of the change and John nodded.
“Very good. Call me if you need anything.” John said and stepped away from the map console. He made his way up front by Joker. Joker looked up as John approached.
“Hey Commander, had a nice talk with your sister. She’s like you but you know, hot.” Joker said.
“Joker…” John warned.
“Got it, don’t say anything about the N7’s sister.” Joker said.
“You learn well young apprentice.” John shot back. Joker laughed.
“Still she’s creepy when she’s on deck. She stood at the map and she seemed to stare at everyone. At least you wander the ship checking on everyone.”
“Comes from being a sniper.” John explained. “Jane always liked to watch things from a distance.”
“Still can you ask her to um, not drill holes in the back of my head?”
“No promises.” John said, turning around from his helmsmen. “I’m going to check on everyone. Call me if you need anything.”
“Aye aye sir.”
~*~*~
"I still don't see why we're dropping onto this planet." Wrex grumbled as the Mako came to skidding halt on the ground of the planet Sharjila. John was busy double checking the Mako's readout to make sure everything was operational so Jane turned around in her seat right behind him. It was the gunner's seat and control the Mako's turrets.
To her right was Garrus and right next to him was Wrex. Ashely, Kaidan and Tali sat on seats opposite of them with an empty seat in the back for another three human sized people.
"Joker picked up some encrypted chatter across the communications band. From what we could decrypt it appears to be slavers. John and I make is special point to shut down those kinds of operations if we can." Jane explained. Wrex grunted and crossed his arms.
"Very well Shepard, as long as there's a good fight." Wrex grumbled. Jane laughed and turned back around as the Mako's VI began to chirp.
"Warning, safety locks have been turned off for current driver. Please note that this could create hazardous situations as the M35 Mako will not automatically engage thrusters to maintain contact with ground during vertical ascents. To re-engage th-" The VI was cut off as John switch off the warning notices.
"Uh Commander don't we need that?" Garrus asked.
"Nah I'm good." John said as Jane buckled her seat belt. "Buckle up everyone!"
Tali leaned over to whisper to Ashely, "What does he mean by buckling up? Buckle what?"
Tali's answer was a terrified scream from the Gunnery Chief as John Shepard stomped his foot on the accelerator.
~*~*~
"Our Father who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name!"
"Ash."
"Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven!"
"Ashley!"
"Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us-!"
"WILLIAMS!"
Ashley stopped praying to look up. Jane was looking at her in exasperation while John was shooting her an amused look. Everyone else was frozen stiff.
"He stopped." Jane said and Ashely took a deep breath.
"Sorry ma'am."
"It's okay, my instructor did the same thing during basic." John replied. Kaidan made a choking sound.
"Everyone suit up. There are a couple of minerals around here I want to mark and Jane noticed something odd. Since it was on our way to the slaver's camp I thought we'd stop by." John explained. Everyone put their helmets on and John popped the hatch. Most of the others followed him out but Jane waited behind. Ashley was the last out and stood with her. Indicating with hand signals to switch to a private comm channel, she did.
"Are you okay Ash?" Jane asked, concerned.
"I was until he jumped from one mountain top to another using the jump jets." Ashley replied. She heard Jane sigh.
"He does that."
~*~*~
The Mako came to skidding halt as it cleared the ridge. John gave a low whistle as Jane scanned the area around the pre-fab building.
"I count three sniper towers and at least a dozen guards on the outside." Jane reported. John was thoughtful for a moment.
"Can I count on you to focus fire power on the towers until the snipers are down?" John asked.
"You got it! What's the plan?" she asked. The Mako shift and roared down the hill in high gear as John gunner the engine.
"Don't get killed." John said as they hit a bump and went airborne. He fired all the jump jets at once, sending the Mako higher. The Mako soared for a moment before landing in a cluster of the troops. There seemed to be a momentary pause before the slavers opened fire, trying to take down the Mako's shields.
"Hold on!" John said to the others as he put the Mako in gear again. It lurched forward and Tali made a choking sound as she saw over John's shoulder to see two human mercs go flying over the hood as John barreled right through the Mercs.
"You crazy boshtet!" Tali cried out, just as Jane fired the canon. The top of one of the towers exploded.
"That sound like a Quarian insult!" Called back to them as Jane fired with the guns as John swerved around, aiming for Mercs.
"It was!" Garrus cried, clinging to a rail over his seat. "It human terms it basically means bastard!"
"Ha! Gotta remember that one!"
"Shepard that one can still crawl!" Wrex point out. John saw the Merc crawling towards the building. The canon roared again and then John changed course. He hit a bump which made Wrex laugh. "Now he can't."
"Do all humans drive like this?" Garrus asked as John brought the Mako to a stop not too far from the doors to the building. The canon roared one final time and Jane cheered.
"Commander John Shepard is the only one I've ever seen drive like this." Kaidan said.
"Thank the Spirits for small favors."
"Everyone, suit up, we're going inside." John ordered.
~*~*~
"Seems kind of quiet." Ashely said as the main door closed behind them. Jane paused from opening the second door and shoot Ashley a look. "What?"
"Never, ever say that during a mission." Jane snapped. Ashley shrugged.
"Why not?" she asked. He answer came as Jane hit the pad to open the door. She dove to the side as hundreds of round filled the doorway.
"That answer your question?" Jane snarked. The gunfire eventually died down, leaving an uncomfortable silence.
"Well now what?" Wrex rumbled after a few minutes.
"Aw fuck it." John mumbled. He pulled out all of his grenades and moved to the side of the door.
"John you are not seriously considering-" Jane was cut off as John pulled the pins on all of his grenades and threw them all thru the doorway just before jamming his hand on the door pad to close the door. Men began to scream and then explosions began to ring out. When the noise died down Garrus went for the door.
"Wait." John said. Everyone was staring at him before one last bang went off.
"I saw a fuel tank inside." John explained as he opened the door. Everyone moved in, sweeping the area.
"There, upper floor balcony!" Garrus cried out.
"Cover, cover!" John screamed as the remaining slavers opened fire.
"Well this is cute." Jane mumbled.
"I got this Commanders." Tali said. She quickly detached a device from her Omni-tool arm and tossed it over. "Shut your eyes!"
There was a loud crackle followed by a bang. The mercs began to curse and cry out.
"Good job Tali now open fire!" John ordered and everyone stood as one and began to fire...
~*~*~
Jane stood over the dead Asari and kicked her, making sure the leader was dead.
"Well, that's one less slaver, right, Commander?" Ash asked and Jane nodded as she knelt down and took the dead Asari's omnitool.
"Anything good over there?" John asked.
"Raid schedules that won't be completed and a list of auctions. Sending that to Alliance command and the Council. It's going down in Council space and there are humans for sale, looks like they're going to be working together to stop some of those.” Jane stated before blinking. "Now this is interesting. Apparently our slaver here is Dahlia Dantius, sister to a Nassana Dantius, a diplomat on the Citadel."
"We have more slaver information up here.” Garrus called down from the second floor.
"Send it to the right sources.” John responded. "So what do we know about Dahlia."
"Apparently, she's been making some spending money blackmailing her older sister by threatening to reveal her own existence and ruining her sister's career.” Jane stated, copying the information onto her omnitool. "I don't like politicians who allow slavers to function, even if they were their own family."
"I was thinking about selling Garrus back to C-Sec.” John chuckled.
"I heard that.” Garrus called and John laughed.
"I'd put two into you before you ever got the chance to get into the slave trade.” Jane stated.
"Good to know it would be quick.” John said.
"I didn't say where I put the two John.” Jane replied as she headed out.
~*~*~
"That's two strikes.” John sighed as they got back onto the Normandy and began to store their gear.
"I know.” Jane sighed. "Watch, it's going to be Knossos now."
"Want to skip straight for it then?" John asked and Jane shook her head.
"No for two reasons, one, it's very, very far away right now and two, if we go there then it will be Sparta.” Jane sighed.
"Come on, let big brother buy you dinner.” John teased.
"You are only older than me by fourteen minutes.” Jane stated.
"I'll always be your older brother.” John retorted and Jane sighed.
"Check your gear, idiot, then shower, I don't want to eat near you when you smell like that. Even Wrex smells less offensive than you.” Jane scolded.
"I'm feeling insulted.” Wrex stated.
"You should, shower more often.” Jane stated and Wrex chuckled.
"Bold female.” he replied as he took a seat to go over his weapons. Jane sat next to him, going over her sniper rifle when Garrus sat across from her.
"Good job with those barriers.” Kaidan stated as he put his armor away.
"Thanks, you too.” Jane said with a nod.
"What eyepiece are you using?" Garrus asked and Jane snorted.
"I'm not telling you.” she stated and he blinked. "You're competition. Can't give you a shot to have a better kill count."
"Those are fighting words, Commander.” Garrus growled.
"Damn straight, let's see what you've got, Turian.” she shot back.
"Jane, when are you going to be done?" John asked near the elevator and she gave him a look.
"When I'm done.” she stated.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 7th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Sparta System
"How are things looking up here, Joker?" Jane asked as she entered the bridge.
"Everything's green, ma'am.” Joker replied before looking over his shoulder at her. "What are you looking at?"
"Some Asari writings we found when we dealt with that slaver.” Jane replied as Kaidan moved onto the bridge.
"The Commander has been trying to translate them.” Kaidan chuckled.
"I didn't know you read Asari.” Joker stated.
"I don't, I was just trying to figure out what they were. I recognized one of the symbols from an Asari tapestry I used as a curtain in my dorm room.” Jane stated.
"And you are trying to translate ancient Asari?" Joker asked and Jane smirked.
"Come on, Joker, we all have our tricks when on ship and out of paperwork. Between me and John our reports are done in no time.” Jane said.
"Because you make sure of it.” Kaidan added with a small grin. Jane blushed slightly as she looked out the window.
"You have to find something productive to do, I play with things like this. It's a pet project.” she said with a shrug.
"I hate to see what you do on shore leave.” Joker muttered and Jane laughed.
"I cook.” she replied.
"I was worried.” Joker said.
"Whatever I kill during field training.” Jane joked and Joker gave her a look. "I'm kidding but I did take cooking classes for a while."
"When?" Kaidan asked and Jane thought.
"Guess it was seven or eight years ago. I was still a grunt, a lot of my squad was biotic hesitant, you'd think we were turians with how nervous they were around me.” Jane said. "I ended up wanting to eat alone, first shore leave I found a learning center. Decided to take cooking classes."
"Oooh, so can I ask you to make me a sandwich?" Joker asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Of course, you'll never know what I might put in there though. Dextro and levo meat products look so similar sometimes.” she teased and Joker gave her a look.
"Not funny.” he said and Jane grinned.
"Depends on who you ask.” Jane stated before noticing something on the radar. "Ground team assemble, we have something planetside on Edolus. Distress call, not T'Soni. I repeat, ground team, we have a distress call, not T'Soni."
"Jane, you sure?" John's voice came through her omnitool.
"Yeah, this is an Alliance frequency, I think the doctor would use the Council distress frequency.” Jane said.
"Unless she's one of the bad guys.” Joker muttered.
"I hear that.” Jane muttered. "Come on Alenko, time for us to suit up."
"Yes, ma'am.” he said.
~*~*~
"What do you see?" John asked from the controls as Jane looked out of the hatch through her scope.
"Don't move yet.” she warned. Her scope saw the remains of a battle, there was a beacon, pulsing under the piss-yellow sky. The men on the ground weren't moving and there were a lot of them. "There is at least one unit of marines there."
"What's their status?" John asked and Jane rolled her eyes.
"What do you think? They're dead. John...this looks dangerous.” Jane stated as she slipped into the tank and took the turret.
"I'll go slow on the approach.” John nodded and Jane watched carefully. They approached slowly and then there was a tremble.
"Thresher maw!" Jane cried and John stopped.
"What?" he hissed.
"You never forget that tremble, he's moving, go!" Jane roared as she spun the gun watching. The tremor increased and she turned in time to see it rise out of the ground like a party favor. It roared and Jane aimed carefully. The blast took it in the side of the head, putting out an eye. The Maw screamed and she shot into the mouth.
"It's going under, go where it was!" Jane ordered.
"What?" John cried.
"Trust me!" Jane snapped and John drove.
"Are we going to die?" Tali cried as she clung to her seat.
"Not with the Commanders.” Ash stated as the Maw reared back to spit.
"Turn left, hard!" Jane cried and the Maw missed, taking several more shots. Jane's aiming was flawless and she knew the weak spots now. The Thresher Maw roared before sinking into the ground.
"This is hardly the way to kill a Thresher Maw.” Wrex muttered.
"Now is not the time, Wrex!” John snapped as the top hatch popped open. "Jane, what the hell are you doing?" Jane stood up through the hatch and waited. The Maw surfaced and this time she threw a warp right at its face. It roared and began to thrash. She dropped back in, slamming the hatch closed. She lunged for the turret controls and fired again. The Maw roared before it collapsed.
"That’s right you sorry son of a bitch.” Jane hissed. The ground team was silent for a moment.
"Now that...is a woman.” Wrex grinned, elbowing Garrus.
"Jane..." John questioned and she looked at him.
"Pull up to the site.” she stated and they shared a look before he did. She quickly exited and approached the beacon. The others got out as well and spread out over the area. "The beacon was set up in the middle of a Maw feeding ground...this wasn't an accident."
"Someone set them up?" John asked and Jane looked at the beacon. "Jane."
"I can handle a Thresher Maw, John. They are horrible and monstrous, but they're just big animals."
"Don't make me say it, Jane.” John said and Jane gave him a look.
"Right now I’m Commander Shepard and I am fine. This was a kill zone. These marines were brought here for a reason.” Jane said.
"Commanders, I found something.” Garrus cried and Jane walked over. He pointed to something on the marine’s armor. "The insignia on this one wasn’t destroyed by the acid."
"That's recon division.” Kaidan stated.
"Isn't that Admiral Kohoku's division?" Jane asked, looking at John and he nodded.
"After the Blitz, they were some of the first to come in, besides you.” John said.
"Kohoku will want to know about this.” Jane said.
"What a waste.” Tali muttered as she shut off the device. "I managed to get some specs from the beacon."
"No Dr. T'Soni.” Jane sighed.
"Thank God for small favors.” John muttered.
"We still have the Knossos system.” Jane sighed. "Joker, we're ready for pick up. T'Soni is not on this planet and we have dead marines who need to be recovered."
"On my way now, Commanders.” Joker replied.
Jane moved over by Wrex to begin checking her weapons as they waited.
"How are you handling it?" John asked and Jane looked up at him.
"John...we've talked about this...more than I want to. I am fine. I know they are just big, nasty animals. I don't blame all of them for Akuze...I just don't really want one for a pet.” Jane stated.
"I mean with those marines.” John said and Jane looked at him.
"We can't know who did that to them, but we can hope they will be caught and brought to justice.” Jane replied.
"Did you ever wonder if..." John started.
"John...revenge is a short lived therapy. Even if I kill every Thresher Maw I meet, if I 'avenge' my team. It doesn't bring them back. It doesn't make up for their loss.” Jane said as Wrex moved past them. "I’m managing, you don't have to worry about me."
"Wrex.” John said, noticing the krogan heading by them.
"Shepard.” Wrex said, nodding at John before turning to Jane. "Shepard." He nodded at Jane before jogging over to check the Maw’s corpse. Jane returned her attention to her brother, reaching out and taking his hand.
"John, I know how to ask for help. I’m fine.” she said.
"You opened the top of the mako and threw a warp at it.” he said in a deadpan tone.
"Yeah, to keep it above ground, the warp caused it to thrash, while it thrashed it couldn't go underground. There is a method to my madness.” Jane stated.
"We krogan use that technique.” Wrex stated and the two Shepards looked at him as he jogged back over. He’d expanded a supply duffle from his belt and had something inside of it. "We don't use tanks, but, not bad for a human."
"See Wrex doesn't have a problem with my Thresher killing methods.” Jane teased and John rolled his eyes.
~*~*~
Back on the Normandy John sighed. Jane was doing her best to avoid him which he understood to mean he’d pushed a little too hard. Sometimes she needed her space until she felt comfortable again. John had to admit ever since Akuze he’d been over protective to a fault. He’d even put in twenty-two requests for her to be transferred to his command. It took a personal call from Admiral Hackett to get him to stop harassing the paper pushers.
“A credit chit for your thoughts, Commander?” Garrus asked, coming up to John. John was sitting on a crate in the cargo bay, datapad in his hands as he pretended to observe Ashley teach Tali some basic Alliance hand to hand. It was going well, despite Ashley having to pull her punches a bit to avoid damaging Tali’s suit.
“Just thinking deep thoughts.” John said. Garrus chuckled and sat on a crate next to John’s.
“Little sisters tend to make their older brothers worry.” Garrus said. John smiled at that.
“You sound like someone who has experience with that.” John said and Garrus chuckled again.
“I have a younger sister. I think half the time we were growing up we were playing pranks on the other. I woke up one day to find she had painted my mandibles bright pink.” Garrus explained. “It didn’t go to well with my markings.”
John laughed at that. “Did you get her back?”
“Indeed I did. I hacked her datapad diary to respond to everything she wrote with an Eclor’s moan.” Garrus said and both men laughed. They sat in silence for a few minutes, watching Tali dance around happily after successfully tossing Ashley over her shoulder with a hip throw.
“Sometimes, when I get letters from the Clarks, I wonder what Jane would be like if slavers hadn’t attacked Mindoir.” John said finally.
“The Clarks?” Garrus inquired. John smiled and handed the datapad in his hand to Garrus.
“We grew up on a farm.” John explained. “When we left home to join the Alliance, we put up the farm for rent. A family moved in not too long after. They get 90% on the proceeds as long as they maintain the property. Our parents left it to both of us, so all the credits earned get put into an account both of us can access. Neither of us can draw more than five thousand credits a month from that account or sell the farm without the other’s approval. We set it up that way to make sure neither of us forgets where we grew up.”
“And how does that make you wonder what your sister would be like?” Garrus asked, handing the datapad back.
“It was my idea to join the Alliance.” John explained. “Sure Jane would have to gone anyways since the raid made her biotics manifest but I was the one who said we could save others if we went in. She wanted to be a doctor but instead followed her brother into the grinder. I’m reason she has scars, I’m the reason she watched her squad die on Akuze, I’m the reason she woke up screaming for almost a month straight with nightmares, and I’m the reason the Council noticed how good she was too. So they made her a Spectre where she could be sent into hell and might not come back at all if it means the greater good of the galaxy.”
“She could have turned it down if she wanted to, Commander.” Garrus said. “No one held a gun to her head.”
“No, but she also wasn’t asked either. They just told her to ‘step forward’.” John grumbled. “And she followed her brother, again.”
“You should have faith in her abilities, John.” Garrus said after a moment. John chuckled.
“Oh I know she’ll pull through, Garrus. I just don’t want her to have to go through all of this just because of me. She been through enough.” John said and stood up. “Excuse me, I need to write a response to this letter.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 8th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Knossos System
"Commanders, I found her!"
John came stomping up the walkway and stood behind him. "Report."
"There's a mining colony on Therum, Nova Yekaterinburg. I'm picking up unencrypted chatter from the colony. Apparently they discovered a Protean ruin and some experts were called in recently."
"That's it, that's it!" Jane exclaimed happily as she came up behind them.
"You're on duty this time Jane, want this one?" John asked. Jane nodded.
"Alright then. I'll gather the ground team."
~*~*~
"You're driving, baby sister.” John said as the group headed toward the Mako.
"Only by fourteen minutes.” Jane replied.
"This will be the first time we see how, Commander Jane Shepard drives.” Tali giggled as they all got inside and Jane smirked.
"Let's just say, some things are genetic.” Jane stated. The ground team all shared a look as Jane strapped into the driver’s seat and John took over the gunner’s seat behind her. Everyone else took their usual spots as they strapped in. It didn’t bode well when Jane Shepard snapped off the Mako’s VI as it chirped safety warnings at her.
"Not again.” Kaidan muttered his barrier flaring to life after he strapped in.
"Our father who art..." Ash began to pray.
“Spirits give me strength to survive this mission and….” Garrus began, adding his prayers to Ash’s. Tali gave a little whimper and strapped herself in with the five point harness before activating her kinetic shields.
"I'm not that bad.” John muttered.
"Don't worry, I'm better than him.” Jane grinned.
"That doesn't comfort me.” Wrex muttered but he was smiling happily at the prospect of seeing more enemies bounce off the hood of the mako.
"It shouldn't.” John grinned.
~*~*~
"Commanders, I'm picking up some strange readings.” Joker stated as the Mako skidded to halt after drop. Jane looked at John and he nodded.
"Define strange." John ordered.
"Really strange, like off the damn charts. It looks like it's coming from an under complex a few clicks from the drop zone.” Joker replied.
"Thanks Joker, we'll start there." John replied and turned off the comm.
"Is anyone else worried that we're in a Mako on a planet covered with lava?" Garrus asked. "Just me?"
"Don't worry, it's a dry heat." Kaidan said as the Mako began moving forward.
"Hold on, we've got company.” Jane growled as a massive ship flew in overhead. Two large Armatures landed in front of the Mako. "John."
"The guns are off safety and loaded.” he replied.
"I'm going to drive right into the one on the right.” Jane stated.
"What?" Kaidan cried.
"Their legs look like a weakness and Garrus just pointed out, there is a lot of lava around.” Jane stated.
"Holy Mother of God!" Ash cried.
"Keelah!" Tali whimpered. Jane revved the engine and aimed at the nearest Armature.
"Got the second one.” John called and Jane hit the Armature, making it tumble onto its side. The Mako’s canon roared and the second Armature rocked back. The guns opened up shortly after as the canon cycled.
"Backing up to make a second strike.” Jane stated.
"If only you were a krogan, woman.” Wrex purred.
"I want to switch seats next mission.” Garrus stated from his seat behind the driver and the left of the gunner as he gave Wrex an uncomfortable glare.
"Going forward.” Jane called.
"I'm ready.” John replied and Jane floored it, knocking her Armature into a lava flow. The second one exploded under John's heavy weapons fire. "Mine is down."
"They melt surprisingly fast.” Jane replied as she began to drive the Mako.
"Not bad.” John nodded.
~*~*~
"Oh what fresh hell is this?" Jane muttered, the Mako skidding to a halt as they came upon a base with two Geth turrets in front of it.
"There on the right!" John pointed, where a little path was carved into the rock.
"On it." Jane said, giving the Mako gas, making it rush into the path of another Geth turret. "Oh son of bitch!"
"I got it, there's only one this time." John replied. The canon fired and the turret's shield visibly weakened. After a few minutes of gun fire the turret was shredded. They made their way into the complex and Jane growled when she noticed that the gate on the other side was closed too.
"Give me a minute and I'll get it open." John said opening the hatch to climb out.
~*~*~
"That is too narrow for the Mako to get through.” Ash sighed. "I guess we're hoofing it."
"I can get it to fit.” Jane stated as she carefully pressed the nose of the Mako to the stone barrier.
"Ten credits you flip it.” John teased.
"Three rounds at the bar says I don't.” Jane shot back as she reversed almost to the lava. "Buckle up everyone...just in case I lose." There was a quick shuffle as additional straps were locked into place. Jane revved the engine and rammed the stone barrier. She turned the steering and the Mako rocked onto its side.
"You lose, baby sister.” John chuckled until the engine revved again.
"I do my best work, when in a tight spot.” Jane replied and the Mako slid on its side through the rock barrier, hitting another rock and bouncing back onto its wheels. "And it is only fourteen minutes."
"I can't believe that worked.” Tali muttered.
"Impressive.” Garrus rumbled and Wrex laughed.
"Who was buying that round at the bar and was it for everyone?" Ash asked and Jane smirked.
"Everyone that didn't doubt me gets one.” Jane grinned.
“Yeah, yeah put it on my tab.” John muttered.
~*~*~
Jane got out of the Mako and looked at the others checking geth units.
"Well, that seemed unfair.” Garrus muttered as he looked at the digits on the sniper model and Jane noticed the ridges, like some amphibians and lizards could have to help them climb.
"Whoever said we had to play fair?" John asked, checking the surrounding area. "Saren sent geth, we brought a tank."
"Tank always wins." Wrex rumbled.
"You up for some recon?" John asked his sister and Jane smirked.
"When am I not up for some scoping out the situation?" she asked and he nodded. "Garrus, Ash. You two are with me. Sniper rifles, we go in quiet, stay low."
"Commander.” Ash said and Garrus gave a nod as the three pulled their sniper rifles up and to the ready.
"Hand signals always, one, two, three advancing pattern.” Jane said before looking at John. "Stay in the doorway, if you hear gunfire wait for our signal."
"What if you don't signal?" Tali asked.
"Retreat to the tank.” Ash stated and the quarian gave them a look as they opened the door.
"Be careful.” Kaidan said and Jane smirked at him before she dropped into a crouch and began to move silently down the tunnel, the door closed behind the other two.
She held up a fist and pulled up her scope. She looked through the tunnel, something was moving. She slipped forward and took aim, she didn't have a kill shot but held her position. She indicated that she saw an enemy and that she wanted Garrus to move up. He did perfectly. He signaled that he had two enemies. Jane gave Ash a look. Ash flanked Garrus and Jane moved slowly forward. They were geth. She saw two for sure. She pressed on Garrus' shoulder and nodded, they would take on the white one while she took the other one. Three shots hissed and the geth dropped. Jane quickly moved forward as a third unit appeared in the entrance of the tunnel. She hit it with a warp and it dropped. She pressed her rifle against it and began to fire. Ash and Garrus were quick to make sure the coast was clear.
Jane knocked into the tube's wall three times. The door at the end opened up and the rest of the team moved into the tunnel and headed down.
"Easy clean up?" John asked and Jane nodded as she switched her sniper rifle for a pistol as the group began to move down the catwalks.
"Impressive ruin.” Jane muttered.
"It's massive.” Tali said.
"Lots of hiding spots.” Wrex added.
"Keep your eyes peeled, Tali, you have the advantage against geth so I’ll take point, you stay right on my six.” John said and Tali nodded as they moved toward the end of the platform. Two geth drones popped up and Tali quickly waved her omnitool at them, just in time for John and Jane to each shoot one. The drones dropped.
"We should take the elevator.” Jane said, looking over the railing.
"This is going to be packed.” Wrex said in irritably and Ash gave him a look.
"Back up is always a good thing.” Jane said as she punched the down button. "This is as big as the Mars ruins...if not bigger."
"Priorities.” John teased and Jane rolled her eyes before the elevator screeched to a halt far from the ground.
"Looks like we get out early.” Jane sighed as she opened the door and looked around. She jumped and caught a metal support, swinging up onto it.
"Show off.” John chuckled.
"You're just jealous I move like a gymnast and you have the flexibility of a krogan.” Jane shot back as she pulled her rifle and stood to cover the group. "I can see the bottom of the elevator and the surrounding area. Looks like five geth walking around...apparently they didn't notice that."
"They recognize the sounds of the machinery here.” Tali stated as she followed John out of the elevator. Jane swung down and walked with them until they found the asari floating behind the force field. Jane and John looked at each other.
"You're the girl, you comfort her.” John teased and Jane rolled her eyes as she approached the force field.
"Can you hear me out there? I am trapped. I need help!" the asari cried and Jane noticed she was in some sort of field, floating above the ground.
"Are you okay, Dr. T'Soni? What happened to you?" she asked making sure this was Liara, pressing her hand to the force field. More solid than her best barrier.
"Listen. This thing I am in is a Prothean security device. I cannot move, so I need you to get me out of it. All right?" Liara said and Jane nodded.
"We just need to figure some way past this energy field.” Jane said.
"It's a Prothean barrier curtain, I knew it would keep me safe from the geth. When I turned it on, I must have hit something I wasn't supposed to. I was trapped in here. You must get me out. Please.” Liara stated.
"We'll find some way to help you.” Jane said as she looked at the others and made the 'head out' hand sign.
"There is a control in here that should deactivate this thing. You'll have to find some way past the barrier curtain. That's the tricky part. The defenses cannot be shut off from the outside. I don't know how you'll get in here. Be careful. There is a krogan with the geth. They have been trying different ways to get past the barrier.” Liara warned and Jane nodded.
"Don't worry, we'll be there soon.” Jane said before she followed the others.
"I got a lock, one sniper model.” Garrus stated from where he was crouched on the stairs.
"Ash, find another target, once I'm in position and give the sign, we strike, then the rest of the team rushes the remaining geth.” Jane said.
"Couldn't we be in danger?" Tali asked.
"We are always in danger.” Wrex said. "Snipers gain attention fast, even for machines. They shoot, the geth look at the snipers, we run out, they move to us. The snipers will be moving onto another target, the geth won't know what hit them.” Wrex laughed.
~*~*~
"Spread out, look for some way to get that shield down or to get around it." John said. The others began to move off when Jane saw them.
"Those Geth are back!"
John ducked behind a rock as the Geth Jane mentioned from before began to open fire.
"Screw this." John mumbled. He saw Wrex nearby. "Wrex, yank those tins can forward, everyone else, open fire!"
Wrex made a sweeping gesture and got three of the Geth sending the hurtling forward. One came flying at John who just raised his shotgun and blasted the helpless machine in the head. Jane dropped the Sniper in the far back as Tali and Garrus overloaded the shields of the others as Ashley opened fire. And John was surprised to see Kaidan use a throw on the last floating Geth's feet. Caught between Wrex's pull and Kaidan's throw, the geth was literally torn in half.
"Nice." Jane said as they all regrouped.
"Alright keep looking. Ash, Garrus keep an eye out for more Geth." John said. They all nodded and moved about. Jane was examining the front of a drilling laser.
"Hmmm, from the way this is oriented, we could cut right threw the rock below the doctor if we could unlock it's panel." she mused, John shrugged and began to randomly hit buttons on the control panel.
"It's a four digit combination, can't be too hard to fi-" he was cut off as the drill blared to life. Jane let out a blood curdling scream of fear narrowly jumping out of the way.
"You almost killed me!" she exclaimed in shock.
"I didn't mean to!"
"Your own flesh and blood!"
"Oh come one you shouldn't have been standing right in front of it!"
"Uh Commanders?"
"WHAT?" The Shepards snapped in unison, turning angry glares to poor Tali.
"T-t-that worked." she stammered, point. Both Shepards huffed but headed for the newly carved tunnel.
"They can be so scary." Tali whimpered to Garrus. Garrus sighed and patted the Quarian on the shoulder.
~*~*~
"I am not forgiving you for nearly hitting me.” Jane hissed as the elevator moved up.
"It was an honest mistake.” John mumbled.
"Not funny.” Jane hissed as they reached the floor with Liara.
"How...how did you get in here? I didn't think there was any way past the barrier!" she cried.
"Creative use of a mining laser got us in.” John stated ignoring a glare from Jane.
"We have to get you out of here before more geth arrive.” Jane stated as she moved towards the control panel next to the asari.
"Yes, you're right. I've seen enough of them to last a lifetime. That button should shut down my containment field.” Lieara cried.
"Hold on, Commander. Her mother's working with Saren. Can we trust her?" Ash asked and Jane paused for a moment.
"I am not my mother! I don't even...I don't know why Benezia joined Saren. I don't want anything to do with that turian bastard!" Liara cried and Jane shook her head at Ash.
"If she was with Saren, the geth wouldn't be trying to kill her.” Jane said as she brought up the control panel and shut it off.
"Oof!" Liara huffed as she landed.
"Any idea how we get out of this place?" Wrex asked and Liara nodded.
"There is an elevator back in the center of the tower. At least, I think it's an elevator. It should take us out of here. Come on!" Liara said. The group moved to the center of the tower and Liara moved next to Jane. "I...I still cannot believe all this. Why would the geth come after me? Do you think Benezia's involved?"
"Saren's looking for the Conduit. Think fast, Ms. Prothean Expert.” Ash stated in a snide tone and Jane gave her a look.
"The Conduit? But I don't know..." Liara started to say as loud noises began around the tower.
"That doesn't sound good.” Garrus stated and Jane winced.
"These ruins aren't stable. That mining laser must have triggered a seismic event.” Liara theorized. "We have to hurry. The whole place is caving in!" She worked at a console and Jane looked at John before hitting her comm.
"Joker! Get the Normandy airborne and lock in on my signal. On the double, mister!" she barked.
"Aye, aye, Commander. Secure and aweigh. ETA eight minutes.” Joker's voice called over the comm.
"If I die here, I'll kill him.” Wrex grunted and Jane smirked.
"You'll have to beat me to him.” she shot back and Wrex chuckled.
"It's going to be close.” Kaidan muttered and John nodded.
~*~*~
"Surrender. Or don't. That would be more fun.” The krogan snarled.
"In case you didn't notice, this place is falling apart." John snapped. “We don’t have time for this!”
"Exhilarating, isn't it?” The krogan said, laughing. “Thanks for getting rid of those energy fields for us. Hand the doctor over.”
"Whatever it is you want, you're not getting it from me.” Liara snarked from behind the siblings.
"She'll stay with us, thanks.” John snapped.
"Not an option. Saren wants her. And he always gets what he wants.” The krogan growled. “Kill them. Spare the asari if you can. If not, doesn't matter.”
The geth and the battlemaster opened fire. Everyone dove for cover and John grabbed Dr. T'Soni and yanked her behind some equipment with him.
"If I get that son of a bitch air born, can we kill him?" Jane asked and Wrex chuckled.
"Get him belly down and we all hit him with what we've got...yeah.” Wrex smiled.
"Moving!" Jane called.
"Jane! That's a full grown krogan!" John cried as Jane quickly sprinted across the platform from the krogan.
"Hey! You asari loving poet!" Jane cried and the krogan battlemaster stared at her.
"What did you call me?" he growled.
"You heard me. You think you're a bad ass, I've seen better shooting from Salarians!" Jane called, ready to put up a barrier.
"Commander!" Kaidan cried and the battlemaster roared.
"I will rip you limb from limb!" he snarled as he rushed her. Jane focused hard and pulled him up into the air. She held him up, forcing her biotics around him.
"Now!" John roared as he rushed out of cover. The group quickly began shooting into the gaps in the armor, exposed with the krogan midair.
"Stupid pyjak, you should have known the woman was baiting you.” Wrex chuckled before sending several rounds into the battlemaster's skull. Jane dropped him.
"Is he dead?" Kaidan asked.
"I'm not checking for a pulse.” Garrus snorted as there was another tremor.
"Time to go!" Jane roared. "Move! Move!" She and John locked eyes, before they began to run. The barrier dropped and they quickly ran through the tunnel as rocks began to fall. "Kaidan, Wrex, push as much of the debris out of the way as you run!" Jane ordered. Biotics lit up, throwing massive boulders to the side as the group ran.
"Jane, watch yourself!" John called.
"Move! Move! Move!" Jane shot back. They reached the tunnel and began to sprint out of the ruin. Smoke blew out of the entrance as they escaped and Jane and John shared a look as the Normandy approached.
~*~*~
“Jane, Garrus and Wrex, you guys retrieve the Mako. Everyone else, surround and protect Dr. T'Soni until we get her onboard.” John ordered.
“Sounds good to me.” Jane muttered. She rubbed at her eyes as she led Garrus and Wrex to the Mako. John knew the signs well. Jane was starting to feel the stress of her biotics. He glanced at Kaidan and noticed the other Alliance Biotic was rubbing his forehead. As the Normandy’s loading ramp began to lower John and the others formed a defensive ring around Dr. T'Soni. John made sure he was near Ashley.
“When we get inside ask Dr. Chakwas for two pain killers for biotics, one for Jane and one for Kaidan.” He said to the Chief softly. Ashley shot him a puzzled look. “Both of them over did it with the biotics. I know I saw both of them move some of rocks that were falling around us.”
“Will they be okay, Skipper?” Ashley asked. John nodded.
“They’ll be fine, humans just don’t have the high biotic tolerance like Krogan and Asari.” John explained. “Jane’s been through this before but if I try to give it to her she’ll just blow me off. Better if a concerned squad mate did instead of a big brother.” Ashley shot him a grin.
“Aye aye, sir.” Ashley said, giving him a mock salute. John rolled his eyes but returned it with a smile. They headed up the ramp and stopped by their lockers to stow their gear. John moved closer to Dr. T'Soni.
“Dr. T'Soni if you let us know where your camp site was in relation to the dig site, we can stop by the get your things.” John offered. Liara blinked and seemed to fidget for a bit.
“Ah…thank you but I usually camp in the dig site itself.” Liara explained timidly. John stood there and blinked as what she said sank it.
“Which means your personal effects are now buried under several tons of rock and debris.” John muttered. “Wonderful.”
“I’m sorry b-” Liara began but John just waved her off.
“No need for apologies, ma’am. I didn’t expect the ruins to come down like that. Do you have any medical needs or medications we need to get?”
“Oh no, no, no. I’ll be fine.” Liara assured him. “Asari can use anything made for humans. We have similar builds to the females of your species.”
“Very well then, Dr. T'Soni. How about I show you around, get you assigned to a sleeper pod and check to see which crew members have similar builds so we can get you some clean clothes.” John said, gesturing to the elevator in the back.
“That would be great, thank you Commander.” Liara said as they began to walk to the back. “And you can call me Liara. I never really liked the title of doctor that came with my PhD. I’ve always thought that title should apply to those in the medical field.”
“I can understand the sentiment and can call me John. My sister also holds the rank of Commander and it might get confusing between the two of us.” John said as the elevator came down. Liara laughed as they got onboard, and John hit the button to take them up.
“After we have the after mission debriefing, I think we’ll be setting course back to the Citadel. I’m going to want to have the Normandy looked over since she had to land so close the dig site as it collapsed.” John explained after a moment of silence. “When we go ashore I’d like to transfer some funds to a credit chit for you to purchase your own supplies.”
“Oh no Commander, you don’t need to do that.” Liara exclaimed. John was surprised to note that a darkish tint came to Liara’s cheeks.
‘It looks like Asari blush just like humans do. She’s cute when she does that.’ John thought.
“I don’t have to but I want to. It was during the course of our mission that your things were destroyed.” John explained. The elevator finally came to stop and the door slid down.
“This is the mess hall here, and just past it are the sleeper pods.” John pointed out. “On the right is the medbay run by Dr. Chakwas. On the left are the quarters I share with my sister.”
“Thank you Commander. Now I do believe you said something about some clean clothes. Would it be possible to get a hot shower too?
“Let's check with Dr. Chakwas, you look about her size. I’ll have her show you where the showers are after that. We can finish the tour after the mission debrief.”
~*~*~
"Too close, Commander, ten more seconds and we would've been swimming in molten sulfur. The Normandy isn't equipped to land in exploding volcanoes. They tend to fry our sensors and melt our hull. Just for future reference.” Joker stated snidely through the comm as Jane stood near the front of the room as the group took their seats. John showed Liara where she could sit before leaning against the holo projectors by his sister.
"We almost died out there and your pilot is making jokes?" Liara huffed.
"Joker pulled our asses out of there. I think he's earned the right to a few bad jokes.” John chuckled and Jane smirked.
"Really, really bad jokes.” Jane added and Joker's comm shut off with a loud squelch. She smirked.
"I see. It must be a human thing. I don't have a lot of experience dealing with your species, Commander.” Liara said to John before looking at Jane. "But I am grateful to you. You saved my life back there. And not just from the volcano. Those geth would have killed me. Or dragged me off to Saren."
"What did Saren want with you? Do you know something about the Conduit?" Kaidan asked and Liara shook her head.
"Only that it was somehow connected to the Prothean extinction. That is my real area of expertise. I have spent the past fifty years trying to figure out what happened to them.” Liara said.
"I've got my own theory about why the Protheans disappeared.” Jane muttered.
"You mean the vision?" John asked and she nodded.
"With all due respect, Commander, I have heard every theory out there. The problem is finding evidence to support them. The Protheans left remarkably little behind.” Liara stated. "It is almost as if someone did not want the mystery solved. It's like someone came along after the Protheans were gone and cleansed the galaxy of clues. But here is the incredible part. According to my findings, the Protheans were not the first galactic civilization to mysteriously vanish. This cycle began long before them."
"If the Protheans weren't the first, then who was?" Jane asked.
"I don't know. There is barely any evidence on the Protheans. Even less on those who came before them. I cannot prove my theory. But I know I am right!" Liara said. "The galaxy is built on a cycle of extinction. Each time a great civilization rises up, it is suddenly and vioently cast down. Only ruins survive."
"You should tell her about your vision.” John whispered as Liara made eye contact with each of the team members.
"No.” Jane hissed.
"The Protheans rose up from a single world until their empire spanned the entire galaxy. Yet even they climbed to the top on the remains of those who came before. Their greatest achievements, the mass relays and the Citadel, are based on the technology of those who came before them.” Liara continued. "And then, like all the other forgotten civilizations throughout galactic history, the Protheans disappeared. I have dedicated my life to figuring out why."
"They were wiped out by a race of sentient machines. The Reapers.” John said and Jane elbowed him.
"Stop.” she hissed.
"The...the Reapers? But I have never heard of...How do you know this? What evidence do you have?" Liara asked as John shoved Jane in front of him.
"There was a damaged Prothean beacon on Eden Prime. It burned a vision into my little sister's brain.” John said and Jane blushed as she pulled away.
"By fourteen minutes!" she hissed at John before looking at Liara. "I'm still trying to sort out what it all means."
"Visions? Yes...that makes sense. The beacons were designed to transmit information directly into the mind of the user. Finding one that still works is extremely rare. No wonder the geth attacked Eden Prime. The chance to acquire a working beacon...even a badly damaged one is worth almost any risk.” Liara said excitedly. "But the beacons were only programmed to interact with Prothean physiology. Whatever information you received would have been confused, unclear."
"See, she knows.” John grinned at Jane who gave him a look.
"I am amazed you were able to make sense of it at all. A lesser mind would have been utterly destroyed by the process. You must be remarkably strong-willed, Commander.” Liara stated and Jane nodded.
"This isn't helping us find Saren. Or the Conduit.” Ash growled.
"Of course. You are right. I am sorry. My scientific curiosity got the better of me. Unfortunately, I do not have any information that could help you find the Conduit. Or Saren.” Liara explained.
"I don't know why Saren wanted you out of the picture. But I think we'll be a lot better off if we bring you along.” John said and Jane nodded.
"Thank you, Commander. Saren might come after me again. I cannot think of anywhere safer than here on your ship. And my knowledge of the Protheans might be useful later on.” Liara stated.
"And her biotics will come in handy when the fighting starts.” Wrex chuckled and Jane gave him a look. "After yours of course, Commander."
"Watch your tone, Krogan, I helped kill one of you today.” Jane warned and Wrex chuckled.
"Good to have you on the team, Liara.” John said with a smile.
"Thank you, Commander. I am very gratef- whoa.” Liara gasped, swaying a bit. She raised a hand to her forehead. “ I am afraid I am feeling a bit light-headed.”
"When was the last time you ate? Or slept? Dr. Chakwas should take a look at you.” Kaidan said and Liara shook her head.
"It is probably just mental exhaustion, coupled with the shock of discovering the Protheans' true fate. I need some time to process all this.” Liara sighed and Jane smirked.
"Tell me about it.” she muttered.
"Still, it could not hurt to be examined by a medical professional. It will give me the chance to think things over. Are we finished here, Commanders?" Liara asked.
"We can talk again after you've seen the doctor.” John said smiling softly at Liara and Jane hid a smirk.
"The rest of you...dismissed.” Jane ordered. The group began to leave and she stared at her brother.
"What?" John asked after the door closed.
"I saw that." Jane stated as she began to key in the code to speak to the Council. "Joker, status."
"What look?" John asked and Jane smirked more.
"Mission reports are filed, Commander. You want me to patch you through to the Council?" Joker asked.
"Patch them through, Joker. You were giving her the Shepard Baby Blues Look.” Jane teased and John snorted.
"I was not.” he stated.
"Were too.” Jane shot back.
"Don't make me pull rank.” John threatened.
"Equal Spectres and equal ranks.” Jane shot back.
"I'm older.” he huffed.
"Setting up the link now.” Joker interrupted.
"By fourteen minutes. Now act like a man, the Council is waiting to hear from us.” Jane stated as they stood up and John tousled her hair before the hologram activated.
"We've received your report, Commanders. I understand Dr. T'Soni is on the Normandy." Councilor Tevos said.
"I assume you're taking the necessary security precautions?" Councilor Sparatus demanded.
"Liara's on our side. The geth were trying to kill her." Jane retorted, frowning.
"Benezia would never allow Saren to kill her daughter." Councilor Tevos said.
"Maybe she doesn't know." Councilor Valern chimed in.
"Or maybe we don't know her. We never expected she would become a traitor." Councilor Sparatus grumbled.
“I spoke with her a bit as we were getting underway.” John spoke up. “I asked her if she had any supplies she wanted to retrieve and she indicated that they were all destroyed during the ruin’s collapse. If this was all staged for our benefit she would have some supplies stashed somewhere if for no other reason than to smuggle tracking and listening devices onboard. She literally came on board carrying nothing but the clothes on her back.”
"Hmmmm well at least the mission was a success." Councilor Valern said.
"Apart from the utter destruction of a major Prothean ruin. Was that really necessary, Shepard?" Councilor Sparatus demanded.
"The geth were crawling all over those ruins. We were lucky to make it out alive." Jane replied.
"Of course, Commander. The mission must always take priority." Councilor Valern said.
"Good luck, Commanders. Remember, we're all counting on you." Councilor Tevos said. The transmission cut off shortly thereafter and Jane sighed.
“No pressure then.” Jane snarked and John laughed.
“I’m going to check on Liara. Why don’t you check in with Joker and see if the Normandy has sustained any damage at all? I’d still like to get back to the Citadel and have our engineers give her a once over just to be safe.” John said. Jane nodded and watched her brother go. She smiled and shook her head as he left the comm room.
“Since when have you been into Asari, John?” Jane murmured to herself.
~*~*~
Jane moved to the bridge at an easy pace.
"I prefer gold to silver. You know, for my medal. I figured you'd recommend me for one since I pulled your, uh, boots out of the fire.” Joker stated as he looked up at Jane's chest and then quickly back down at his console.
"If we present you with a medal, you'll end up sitting on stage listening to politicians make speeches for a couple hours.” Jane teased.
"That's a good point. They'd probably make me shave, too. I spent the last seven weeks working on this baby. No medal's worth that.” Joker sighed, stroking his facial hair and Jane chuckled.
"Let's just start heading back, we did good today, but we didn't do much to stop Saren.” Jane sighed.
"Tomorrow will be better.” Joker stated and Jane smiled.
"Surprisingly optimistic of you, Joker.” Jane teased and Joker snorted.
"I just saved some ass, I get to be in a good mood.” Joker stated.
~*~*~
Notes:
Belle's AN: Just a reminder to people who might want to call us on the missions and tricks, especially the trick with the Mako. It is a fairly well known cheat to ram the Mako on its side through the rock path. Also this mission is fairly difficult in game as the first mission because your XP is low. However, remember that if you do side quests first (I highly recommend clearing out the Citadel quests right after you make Spectre) and hitting a few of the planets before hitting Therum.
Toby's A/N:With two Shepards and us taking the whole crew that the missions may play out differently. Now that we're into the guts of the game the divergence from the canon story line is going to start. Please review, we're more than willing to correct any mistakes we make, typos, and Mass Effect wise. We use the Mass Effect wiki but we can't catch everything. Plus feedback helps us improve the story and our skills as writers.
Chapter 4: On Call for Hacket
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The twins are faced with errands from Admiral Hackett, just your usual espionage probe nuclear payload about to blow and biotic cultists killing Alliance representatives. There are also derelict freighters to investigate while still time to get to the Citadel to do some good before back into space. Jane has John in her crosshairs as sometimes it is not wise to mess with your younger twin when she's trained on a sniper rifle.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: June 9th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, between systems in the Artemis Tau Cluster
~*~*~
"You look tired, Commander,” Joker said and Jane nodded.
"Long day,” she sighed.
"Well at least you got Dr. T'Soni,” Joker pointed out and Jane smiled.
"You have a point there, Joker,” she said. "We at least saved the good doctor." The console beeped and Joker blinked as he looked at the message.
"Incoming signal from Fifth Fleet HQ on the Citadel,” Joker said.
"That's Admiral Hackett,” Jane stated as she leaned over to look at the screen. "Put it through."
"Commander Shepard,” Hackett's voice called out and Jane smiled. John had Anderson as his mentor, if Jane had anyone, it was Hackett.
"Admiral.” Jane said.
"Something uncomfortable has just come up,” Hackett said and Jane noticed the tone of his voice. He was relieved it was her, but at the same time, not happy about something. "In the First Contact War, we fired a lot of espionage probes into Turian space. We've just received a 'mission complete' burst from one of them." Jane blinked, a probe shouldn't have just put out that burst.
"Where's it been in the meantime?" she asked.
"No idea. Lost in transit. These probes were built in a hurry after first contact,” Hackett stated and Jane got a bad feeling. Something wasn't right with this mission.
"What makes this uncomfortable?" she asked.
"When these probes were launched, we didn't have any idea who we were fighting. We didn't want to risk aliens examining our technology,” Hackett explained and Jane nodded as she realized the truth. "The probe has a demo nuke built in. A twenty kiloton tactical fusion warhead. About equal to the bomb dropped on Hiroshima back in the Twentieth. If somebody finds that probe, tampers with it...you don't need me to finish, Commander."
"I understand how this must be handled, Admiral, but I don't have anyone trained to deal with this sort of thing,” Jane confessed, giving Joker a look. The pilot was clearly listening and realizing the same thing she was. Nuclear warhead with untrained personnel trying to disarm it, not the best mission to be on.
"That's why I'm sending you a special crash course on how to neutralize it,” Hackett stated and Jane nodded to herself.
"We've got the coordinates, Commander,” Joker said and Jane nodded again.
"Uploading the disarming procedure onto my Omni tool, we should get there by tomorrow, Admiral,” Jane said.
"Try to keep this under wraps, Shepard,” Hackett said and Jane nodded.
"Sniper, sir, I know how to keep quiet,” she replied.
"Hackett out.” Hackett stated.
"Can I just say, are you freaking kidding me? A nuclea-" Joker stopped with the hand over his mouth.
"Top secret, Joker, which means you don't say a word. Let me break this to my brother and the ground team,” Jane said and Joker gave her a look as she removed her hand.
"So you know, I was saving some of my lunch in my facial hair,” he huffed.
"I noticed.” she chuckled wiping her hand off on her pant leg.
"So...how is the other Commander going to like this mission?" Joker asked and Jane smirked as she turned around.
"If I know my brother, he is just going to blow up over it,” she stated as she walked off to see if said brother was still awake.
"Ha...ha..." Joker deadpanned.
~*~*~
“When you lean into the punch too much, you open up your side, see here?” Ash explained. John had adopted an extended stance and was holding himself in mid-punch, purposely over-extended as Tali and Lira watched.
“What do you mean open? It’s just John’s side,” Liara said, puzzled. Ash shot John a look as the elevator began to hum in response to a call from the upper floor.
“Do you mind Skipper?” Ash asked and John shook his head. He let his stance fall and moved back into a ready position. There were training mats on the floor of the cargo bay. Ashley had found out that Liara hadn’t much hand-to-hand training either and roped Liara into her training sessions with Tali. Today she had asked John to be their training dummy as it were. He didn’t mind, he’d done it enough times during basic and his various N grade training evaluations. He padded barefoot on the training mats to a corner.
“Watch when the Commander comes at me. He’s going to purposely over extended himself so you can see,” Ashley explained to the watching Asari and Quarian. Garrus and Wrex were watching from on top of the Mako. Wrex was eating a large bag of popcorn he had gotten from somewhere.
“Ready Ash?” John asked. Ash turned to face him and shifted into a ready stance.
“Hit me, sir.” Ash replied and John charged. Ashley brushed aside the jab he made with his left fist and as John swung a huge right cross she caught his wrist. He expected to feel a sharp pain in his ribs but Ashley stopped.
“Come over here and take a closer look. Because the Commander overshot, I have his wrist caught in mine,” Ashley explained, as the other two females came closer. As they approached, John turned to watch. He was distracted when he felt the knuckles of Ashley’s free hand lightly tap his ribs in the right side. “You see his side is wide open. If you can catch some one’s wrist like this a good shot to any species rib cage will hurt. Granted it’s more effective on Asari, Humans and Turians versus Krogan and Quarians but a well-placed punch could knock the air out of their lungs.”
“Don’t forget the other grip, Gunnery Chief,” John reminded her. Ashley blinked and nodded.
“Do you mind Commander?” She asked as the elevator door slid open.
“I’ll hold position here, Chief,” John agreed. Ashley let go of his wrist, this time to grip it with her other hand.
“See if I had grabbed this way with my other hand, it allows me to punch upward into his jaw. Not very effect on Krogan but, and you need to pay special attention to this one Tali, it leaves a human’s nose vulnerable to being broken, same for Quarians and Asari, and Turians could end up with a broken mandible. For Quarians it would be a kill shot if your shields are down and they break your visor,” Ash explained.
“The rib shot is also a good place to plant a biotic throw,” Jane’s voice came from the elevator. Everyone turned to see the female Commander watching with a pleased look on her face, her arms crossed under her breasts.
“I didn’t know that Commander,” Ashley said, letting go of John who eased out of the stance he’d been holding.
“It is an Asari commando trick, it’s not widely known outside of biotic circles. The non-Asari crowd are of the mind of biotic personnel covering from behind like snipers do, laying down warp, stasis and singularity fields,” Jane said.
“Liara might benefit from some one-on-one training with you then,” John pointed out. Jane raised an eyebrow.
“How’s that?”
“We have schools on Thessia for channeling out Biotics but most of the how to use it is left up to our discretion. I have some basic weapons training but not much else,” Liara explained.
“So that’s how you got roped into Ash’s Normandy boot camp,” Jane mused and Ashley snorted while Tali giggled.
“It’s been very helpful Commander,” Tali explained.
“Well why not? I'll get with you later then Liara. John a mission has come up,” Jane explained.
“Anything immediate?” he asked. Jane shook her head.
“We’re still about a day out, but I wanted to brief you solo beforehand. We should be in system about 0600 tomorrow,” She explained. John nodded and turned to the others.
“Finish up for the day and then get some rack time after your shifts,” He told the others. Jane led the way to their quarters and closed the door after him before locking it.
“What’s up with all the cloak and dagger, sis?” John asked, toweling his sweaty head dry.
“Admiral Hackett contacted me. He needs us to make a detour on route to the Citadel,” Jane explained.
“So what’s the mission? You usually don’t abide by the cloak and dagger,” John asked, digging through his foot locker for a change of clothes.
“I'm a sniper, John, we're first pick for the cloak and dagger whether we want it or not. Back to the mission. In the First Contact War, the Alliance apparently fired some espionage probes into Turian space. The probes had a self-destruct nuke built in. Twenty kilotons.” Jane explained and John froze.
“You’ve got to be shitting me,” John blurted out, turning to face her.
“I wish to God I was,” Jane sighed and John scrubbed at his face.
“A mild incineration charge laid along the circuits would have accomplished that but nooooooo, they had to plant nukes into bombs.” John grumbled.
“They didn't know what technology the Turians had, they wanted to be certain. So you can see where this is going,” Jane said.
“They lost a probe and now it suddenly reappears, this time in a populated colony,” John reasoned.
“Yes to them finding it, I’m not sure about the colony part yet. We’ve altered course and are heading for it. So far only you, Joker, and I know. The ground team will have to be told,” Jane explained.
“I know we can trust them, even Garrus with this,” John mused. “We just have to pray no one tinkers with it while we’re in route.”
“My thoughts exactly.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 10th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Approaching Agebinium in the Voyager Cluster
"So, what's this mission, Skipper?" Ash asked and John gave Jane a look. She stepped forward and clasped her hands behind her back.
"This mission is a strictly need to know basis from the Alliance brass, if you think you can't handle keeping your mouths shut about Alliance affairs, there's the door,” Jane stated. It was not a rude manner, just a matter of fact tone. Everyone in the room stayed seated and she smiled. "Thank you. This mission was turned over to my brother and me due to our Spectre status. A dangerous and embarrassing relic from the First Contact War has resurfaced."
"What kind of artifact?" Kaidan asked and Jane looked at him.
"One of our espionage probes. It dates from the start of the war before we knew who and what the Turians were. It was built to self-destruct to prevent them from learning anything about our technology,” Jane stated.
"Oh no.” Ash muttered.
"That's right, it's nuclear,” John sighed and the four humans shook their heads.
"Wait...you sent those into space to spy?" Garrus asked and Jane nodded.
"Most of your ships could detect the nuclear material and most that were send out either completed their missions and returned...or were destroyed by Turian vessels,” Jane stated. "Unfortunately one has managed to send out a 'mission complete' signal. We need to find it and disarm it before any would be treasure hunters find it first."
"I'm noticing you tend to get pulled into these dangerous situations rather regularly, Shepard,” Garrus stated. Jane and John shared a look.
"You wouldn't believe the half of it,” John chuckled and Jane smirked.
"We'll be hitting planet side within an hour, suit up and get to the Mako,” Jane ordered.
"I guess it will be the feminine Shepard leading us,” Liara muttered.
"Yeah, I like it when she leads, she's feisty,” Wrex purred and Jane chuckled.
"Not in a hundred years, Krogan,” she called back.
"I can wait,” Wrex teased.
"Ew.” John muttered.
"Xenophobe.” Jane shot to her brother
“I am not!” John shot back. Jane noticed his eyes flickering to a blue skinned beauty as she left the room.
"Maybe I spoke too soon," Jane allowed.
"Don't start with your big brother,” he warned, giving Jane a light punch in the shoulder. “I don’t ever want anyone to ever think that about me.”
"Only by fourteen minutes you Asari perv,” she whispered.
~*~*~
“Okay, this feels completely wrong,” John said. The Mako was moving at a steady clip over the red, dusty terrain of Agebinium, zeroing in on the probe’s signal. “This system is on the opposite side of Alliance space from the Turian’s territory. How the hell did it get here?”
Jane got up from her seat to peer over John’s shoulder as he drove, watching the display on his console that had the location of the Alliance homing signal.
“I’m just glad it showed up on a planet that has very little in the way of people,” Jane said.
“Someone’s here,” John pointed out as they crested a hill. Jane looked up and saw through the window. They were headed straight for a mine. “The signal is coming from there.”
“Shit.”
~*~*~
"Okay...this is a trap,” Ash stated as Jane and Garrus scouted in front through the mine entrance. Jane raised a hand and shot Ash a look. "It is."
"We know that, Ash,” John whispered as he watched Garrus and Jane make various hand signs to each other before moving into the mine and then signaling the rest of the team to move forward.
"Garrus and your sister are good at scouting,” Kaidan muttered.
"Snipers tend to get good at that,” John stated as Garrus gave the all clear. Jane was standing near the top of a mine shaft looking very unhappy. "So, should we get the space probe from out of the mine?"
"I know. It reeks and I don't like bringing the entire team down, but I don't know if I trust separating us right now,” Jane said.
"Seriously?" John asked and Jane looked at some inactive blasting caps. "Those things are ancient."
"So is the probe, but explosives have an annoyingly long shelf life,” she replied.
"I could shield the team,” Liara offered. The Asari was using a spare set of armor that had belong to Jenkins. She had mentioned it was a bit uncomfortable but it would do until she got a set of her own. Jane shook her head, she felt that dark feeling in her gut.
"No, we move together,” she stated and John opened his mouth. His sister's blue eyes flashed at him and he shut his mouth.
"You've got the lead on this one,” he said and she nodded as she led them down the first mine shaft. So far it was pretty quiet as they swept the mine interior. As they were sweeping the last mine shaft an explosion near the mine entrance rocked the group. Jane grabbed Tali's arm, helping to keep the young Quarian on her feet while John helped keep Liara standing.
"That didn't sound good,” Wrex muttered.
"Oh, I'm sure it's fine,” Garrus drawled, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Jane moved toward the massive probe and a hologram popped up. John blinked and Jane's eyes narrowed.
"Well, well, well, I was hoping to get the Hero of the Blitz but I never thought I would get both Shepards,” the man in the hologram purred and John stared at him.
"Elanos Haliat.” Jane stated. "Former leader of the one of the largest pirate syndicates in the Terminus Systems."
"I am flattered you know me, Miss Shepard,” the hologram purred and Jane looked at him, memorizing his face with her killing eyes.
"It's Commander Shepard and I make sure to memorize the faces of all known slavers. Especially humans who sell out their own kind,” Jane replied, her voice as cold as any of the crew had ever heard it.
"I would be very frightened if you weren't buried under a mountain with a nuclear device,” Elanos chuckled.
"You were the mastermind of the Blitz!” John snarled as he glared at the hologram of the slaver.
"Yes, I am so glad you remember me, Commander Shepard,” Elanos looked far less amused at John. "I remember you, I haven't forgotten all you cost me those many years ago."
"You attacked Elysium, it was your own fault you failed,” John smirked. Elanos' face contorted with rage.
"This is why you are down there now, Shepard...Shepards.... Your improbable victory at Elysium cost me everything! I lost my men, my position, my power, all because of you and your stupid heroism! When I found the probe I knew, I knew the Alliance couldn't let that little piece of history remind the Council why we should be feared,” he hissed. "I knew you would be the first one they chose to come out and pick up this little package. So now I'm going to bury you and your wretched kind here. No one is ever going to know where you are, but I promise, I will come back from time to time to piss on your grave." The hologram flickered away and Jane was already at the probe.
"Commander!" Tali cried.
"I've got this one, open the next two ports as I initiate the override sequence,” Jane stated.
"Commander, we don't have much time,” Liara hissed and John placed a hand on Liara's shoulder.
"Trust her.” he said and Jane was digging into the probe while Tali hacked open the next port. Jane's fingers flew over her Omni tool. The first port went from an active red to a stable blue. She moved to the next as Tali moved to open the last port.
"Commander,” Kaidan asked worriedly, his biotic flaring slightly.
"Jane's got this.” John said, watching his sister as she deactivated the arming sequence turning the second port back to the inactive state. She moved to the last port. She moved fast and John noticed the single bead of sweat sliding down the back of her neck and he hoped none of the others noticed it. The final port deactivated and the group seemed to let out a collective breath of relief.
"Spirits, Shepard that was damn impressive,” Garrus stated and Jane leaned against the probe for a moment before hacking it again.
"What are you doing?" John asked.
"This thing is never going to cause any problems ever again," she hissed.
"What are you doing?" Kaidan asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Once my Omni tool gets to safe distance the probe is going to self-destruct,” Jane stated.
"Is this deep enough?" John asked, leading the way up the mine shaft as Tali hacked the entrance open.
"Oh yeah, this depth can hold it,” Wrex chuckled.
"Do I want to know how you know that?" John asked and Jane laughed.
"No...no you don't,” she stated as Tali hacked the other side tunnel open. "Garrus, Ash, sniper rifles up. We're going to go play tag with our dear friend." Jane pulled her rifle off her shoulder.
"Jane?" John asked and she smiled at her brother.
"Fairs fair, John, I recognized him first. He's my target, if I miss, then you can try and berserker your way to him first,” Jane stated as she began to move up the tunnel.
"I'd watch out for her, Shepard, she's the type we Krogans like best,” Wrex chuckled and John shuddered at the mental picture he just got.
"You alright, Skipper?" Ash asked.
"I've been mentally scarred," John groaned as they reached another exit from the mine.
~*~*~
The three snipers were crawling on their bellies to the ridge. Each of them at a different angle. Jane was between Garrus and Ash as they looked down. The Mako was in the middle of a pirate camp.
"They touched my tank,” John's voice growled over the comms.
"I know, John, don't worry, we're getting ready to make them pay for touching your toys,” Jane whispered. "Garrus, take out that Krogan. Ash, watch that Batarian with the sniper rifle. I see Elanos."
"Second target, Batarian playing with the Mako,” Garrus growled.
"Awww, I forget, you and John share the Mako, okay,” Jane teased.
"Second target, the guy with the Explorer armor,” Ash stated.
"Second target, human playing with the shotgun,” Jane added.
"Make it quick, Jane,” John grumbled over the comm.
"I don't do revenge, John, I put down rabid dogs.” Jane stated as she indicated a countdown to Garrus and Ash. They fired at the same time and three heads were suddenly ventilated. The next kill shots were two headshots and a throat shot. A few more mercs showed up but they were quickly taken down.
"That wasn't even fun,” Wrex huffed. "Whelp barely put up a fight." He kicked at the body of one of the Krogan.
"It was a perfect Krogan killing shot, it was put in at the perfect angle to ricochet in the skull and go down to take out of the secondary brainstem in the back,” Jane pointed out and Wrex blinked.
"You guys can do that?" he asked and Jane laughed.
"Hell no, but good to know you're a little gullible there, Wrex,” Jane grinned.
"My baby!" John cried hugging the Mako. "I think they scratched her."
"What? Where?" Garrus demanded and the two looked over the tank with vigor. Jane shook her head.
"How about we get to a minimum safe distance now?" she asked.
"Could I drive?" Ash asked and Jane gave her a look.
"John loves to drive, let him,” Jane stated as she climbed into the Mako.
"I was afraid she was going to say that,” Ash muttered.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 10th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Exiting the Voyager System
"Commander, we have a slight problem,” Tali said as she approached Jane in the mess.
"What can I help you with Tali?" Jane asked and Tali sighed.
"We are almost out of dextro amino food,” she stated and Jane blinked.
"What? I thought we picked up a bunch at the Citadel,” she said and Tali nodded.
"So did I, but we didn't notice that several of the boxes were only partially filled,” Tali explained.
"How many meals do we have?" Jane asked and Tali looked at her Omni tool.
"While it would last an omnivore a week, Quarians are vegetarians and Turians prefer a higher meat based diet,” Tali stated and Jane nodded. "It will only last us about three days."
"Joker, I need you to take us to Gemini Sigma, we need to hit up the Ming system,” Jane called into her comm.
"What? Why would we need to go there?" Joker asked.
"Dextro food.” Jane stated. "There's a spaceport near Sur'Kesh that would load us up and be rather generous for two Spectres."
"I thought we got dextro food on the Citadel,” Joker stated.
"We got sold half-empty boxes,” Jane sighed.
"Next time we inspect upon delivery of the goods,” Joker muttered.
"I hear you,” Jane sighed as she turned to Tali. "We should be making it there within two days."
"Thank you, Commander.” Tali said.
~*~*~
“John you awake?”
John groaned and buried his head under the pillow.
“Ga ahey!” He mumbled. He’d just gotten to sleep an hour ago.
“John, we have a problem, wake up!”
That got his attention. He bolted upright, adrenalin coursing threw him as he sat up.
“What? What happened?” John asked. Jane sighed.
“Well apart from some of our crew members starving, not much,” Jane stated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. John blinked at her.
“What are you on about? Who’s going to starve?” John asked. Jane shook her head and sat on the edge of the bed.
“Who did you get the dextro supplies from on the Citadel before we cast off?” Jane asked instead. John stared at her for a moment in confusion before it clicked. He groaned and scrubbed at his face.
“Shit. Ummm….I offered to get them for Tali and Garrus since the Alliance could pick up the tab. I placed the order with Alliance supply and they didn’t have any on dextro supplies on hand so they referred me to Sirta Supplies. I placed a rush order and billed Alliance supply. What happened?” John demanded. Jane sighed.
“Apparently they sold you some half empty boxes and they didn’t balance the food stuffs, right,” Jane explained. John swore under his breath and got out of bed, snatching his pants from the floor and tugging them on over his boxers.
“I’ll take care of it. Where’s the closest space port that we can resupply at?” John asked.
“I’m one step ahead of you. We’re on route for the Ming system. Sur’Kesh has a resupply station for passing species.”
“Good deal. I’ll place the order soon, but let me call Tali and Garrus. I’m sure they want some input into what we get. Then I’ll deal with Sirta.”
“Alright John, send me a copy of the order when you send it out. That way we both can go through it when we get it.”
“With Tali and Garrus too.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 12th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Entering the Ming System
"Commander, could you report to the bridge?" Joker called as Jane was reviewing the order they had sent to the Sur'Kesh spaceport at the CDC.
"Why so serious, Joker?" Jane asked as she headed down to see him.
"We got a vessel on the scans,” he said.
"Position?" she asked as she began to look over his shoulder at the readings.
"It's drifting, Commander,” Joker said and Jane narrowed her eyes.
"Alliance?" she asked.
"The MSV Worthington.” he said.
"A freight and passenger vessel.” she read and gave a look to Joker. "Did you ping them?"
"No answer, Commander.” he said.
"Life support?" she asked.
"Active...no one's answering the phone,” he said and Jane bit her lip before nodding.
"I'll call the crew. Doesn't look like she was raided, but something isn't right. Let's see what we find onboard,” Jane stated before she turned and sent off a comm to the team. "Landing party, we have a human vessel drifting with life support active. No one is answering our calls so we are going over to say hello. ETA two hours."
~*~*~
As the Normandy was moving close to align their docking bay with the MSV Worthington’s, Jane made a sweep over the crew. Everyone was gathered by the docking door just behind Joker. Jane smiled as she saw Garrus in an animated discussion with Kaidan and Ashley. As she passed them by she heard them talking about Turian dreadnought versus an Alliance dreadnought. Rolling her eyes she noticed Wrex waiting impatiently, his right foot making a rhythmic thumping on the deck plate as he tapped it impatiently. Liara stood not too far from him and she smiled serenely at Jane when she passed by. Jane returned the smile with one of her own but focused her attention on the last two.
John and Tali were standing close together and they were both focused on the display from John’s Omni tool. John pointed to something and Tali nodded rapidly. Curious Jane moved closer to eavesdrop.
“-en they move in formation like this it's called a pincer movement.” John was explaining. “Your forces simultaneously attack both sides of an enemy formation. Its typically used when an entire group rushes headlong into an area. It works best when they’re caught between two high ground positions.”
“To provide better cover and sightlines,” Tali said. John smiled and nodded at her and Jane got the feeling this had been going on for a while.
“Exactly!”
“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Jane asked. John looked at her and shot her that cocky grin of his.
“Nope, just showing Tali some things. She’s got a real knack for things,” John explained. Jane raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing. That was John speak for she’s-got-potential-be-a-leader-so-I’m-teaching-her. The Normandy jerked slightly as they finished docking. “Ah good timing. Come on, Tali, let’s take point. I’ll show you how to sweep a room since this should be a cake walk mission.”
Jane watched John lead Tali away. She blinked when she saw the….well, it wasn’t really a look because of Tali’s visor but it was more of the stance. How Tali titled her head to follow Jane's brother, the fidgeting stance she got when John looked at her.
Jane shook her head. Great now she had to deal with a Quarian engineer developing a crush on her brother, who, in typical John fashion, didn’t notice and was making it worse by giving the person crushing on him personal attention. While it was innocent on John's part it could only lead to problems down the road.
~*~*~
The group looked at the maze-like entrance of the hold, there was the sound of footsteps and everyone brought their weapons to the ready.
"We're not alone,” Ash stated and John nodded. With that, Jane and Garrus began to move through the ship. It was empty and quiet, but there were booby traps. Someone had set up fusion containment cells through the hold. Jane looked at Garrus before indicating he let her move. She used a biotic push to throw the cell she saw into the wall, it ruptured.
"That was a trap, that wasn't put there accidentally,” Kaidan stated and Jane nodded as she began to move through the maze, carefully pushing the cells out of the way, destroying them as she found them.
"Well, this way to the forward compartments,” she stated as she looked at the corridor.
"Let's finish sweeping the hold,” John said and Jane nodded as she looked at Kaidan and Wrex.
"Let's get rid of those nasty little traps,” she ordered as she brought the two with her.
"I could be of help,” Liara stated and Jane nodded as the Asari quickly followed. There was nothing but a few more traps. "Someone is here with us."
"We know,” Jane sighed. "But they will either come for help or attack on their own time." They looked at the others and Jane shook her head at John before she headed down the corridor, turning into the crew quarters. The crew spread out as John found a log on a nearby console. He activated it.
"They say Jacob's gone. They say his brain isn't functioning anymore, and they want to shut off his machines. But Jacob's the only thing in the world that matters to me. I don't know how to help him and it's tearing me up inside! I just feel so helpless. So damn angry! Dr. Smith gave me some meds to calm down, but I didn't take them. I can't. Not until I figure out a way to help Jacob. I won't give up on him. I won't!" a woman's voice lamented and Jane looked down. Something bad happened if a member of the crew went brain dead. She looked at John and he returned the look. They quickly moved into the cockpit with Ash and Garrus as cover while the others looked through the crew's stuff. There was another log; Jane didn't hesitate to press the button.
"Jacob is showing no signs of brain activity. There's nothing more we can do for him. He wouldn't want to be kept alive by machines, so we're going to disconnect the life support. Dr. Smith is worried about Julia's reaction, though. She can't seem to let Jacob go. The stress is making her implants flare up, causing intense migraines. It'll probably be easier for everyone if we don't tell her until after we shut the life support down. Give her a chance to-Julia! What are you doing here! What are you-" the voice was stopped, by force. The log went dead and the two Shepards shared another look before the group moved into the Medical bay. Ash closed the door behind the team.
Jane stepped up to the medical bed and looked at the man. He was being kept alive by various machines. This had to be the mysterious Jacob, his brain dead and his body being kept alive. The only person they had seen so far, but chances were good that Julia had been the footsteps they had heard earlier. The captain was probably dead, but where was the rest of the crew? John pressed the log button.
"Jacob's not going to make it. His brain was deprived of oxygen for too long. There's nothing any of us can do for him now, except let him die with dignity. Its' what he would want. I'm more worried about Julia now. She's showing signs of severe depression. I gave her some meds that should help, but I'd better warn the captain." The Doctor's voice said in a grim foreshadowing of whatever had happened.
"Those machines are keeping him alive,” Wrex stated and Jane looked over at John. John turned away and Jane reached out. She began to enter the shutdown command. Slowly the machines stopped and the body in front of them stopped breathing. The door opened and a woman ran in screaming with a gun aimed at John. Jane lifted the woman up with Biotics and took the shot. For a moment Julia was suspended in the air, her eyes open, but vacant, her face still twisted in the expression of grief-stricken rage.
"Nice shot.” Wrex muttered and Jane looked at the body as it hit the ground.
"This was over before we ever got here,” John muttered and Jane nodded, holstering her sniper rifle.
"She killed the crew, to keep his body alive,” Jane said, taking the sheet and covering Jacob's body. She moved over to Julia, she closed the woman's eyes before standing up. "Joker...call this location in to the owners. Let them know that one of the crew got spaced. His lover on board had a psychotic break and looks like she killed the rest of the crew. We put her down but the ship has a full cargo, no passengers."
"Aye-aye, ma'am,” Joker called and Jane shook her head as she followed John and the rest of the team off the ship.
~*~*~
“Commander, you alright?” Garrus asked as they opened another box of dextro supplies. Tali was off with her own supplies. The Salarians had been better than their word. When John had placed the order for dextro supplies he had mentioned he had one Turian and one Quarian on board. During the delay with the MSV Worthington, the Salarians had managed supplies meant specifically for Quarians. Tali had squeed, there was no other word for the noise, and had been occupied with those boxes since they got them. Especially when she found the Quarian chocolate.
“Fine,” John grunted, hefting an inspected box and storing it with their other supplies.
“You sure, you’ve been quiet since the mission on the Worthington,” Garrus pointed out. He finished checking the supplies before resealing the box. He moved onto the last one.
“Jane’s got that I want to talk to you air about her,” John explained, grabbing the box Garrus had just resealed. “I know she wants to talk about what happened and I really don’t.”
“Ah.” Garrus said, rummaging through the final box. The two men were silent for a few minutes.
“It’s just, I know this kind of thing bothers her,” John explained as Garrus closed the final box. John grabbed it to heft it up. “I just don’t like to think about it. I know the risks in space travel. We all do. I just wish Jane wouldn’t dwell on them.”
“Maybe that’s what you should tell her Commander,” Garrus advised, watching Tali scurry away, carrying a suspicious bag filled with what he suspected was the entire supply of chocolate.
~*~*~
"Jane, what the hell?" John hissed as he stepped out of the private bathroom into the bedroom only to see his sister sitting on the bed. He wanted a quick shower after packing away the dextro supplies. "You're on duty for another hour."
"Joker knows how to reach me. I wanted to talk about today,” Jane said and John glared.
"I don't want to go there, Jane,” John stated and Jane gave him a hard look.
"John, we need to talk about it now...we need to know where we stand,” Jane said and he shook his head.
"I'm not going to talk about this,” he stated as he turned around only to be trapped in a stasis. "Biotics are cheating." Jane walked around him and stood in front of him.
"I'm going to say my peace and that's that, John. I don't want to be a vegetable, a shell, kept alive only by machines. If there's no neural activity, John, I want you to let me go. Whether or not you agree to it, it is what I want,” Jane said and John stared at her as she turned. "I also wouldn't be able to stand you being an empty shell either. If you got hurt...it would break me, but I would let you go if you were brain dead and the only thing keeping you breathing was a machine."
"Jane..." John whispered and she looked at him over her shoulder.
"These kinds of discussions pop up now and again, we know that John, I know you don't like discussing them, but we should have these discussions. We don't have any other next of kin but each other. I want you to know that unless you want me keeping your remains around like some human-shaped plant, I would let you go,” she said before dropping the stasis field and heading out of the room.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 14th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, shortly after docking at the Citadel
“Commanders? I’m Khalisah bint Al-Jilani, Westerlund News. I was wondering if you might have a few minutes to answer some questions for our viewers.” A reporter stated as soon as they stepped off the elevator from the docks.
"You know who is really good with the press?” Jane said as she moved to the left. "You." Jane quickly began to walk away. John made a choking sound as Jane hurried away.
"That was mean,” Garrus chuckled as he followed Jane.
"Wait for me!" Tali cried, quickly following. Wrex stormed off to C-Sec requisition office with Kaidan following. Ashley quickly stepped away but stayed close by with Liara. The Gunnery Chief wasn’t sure how she had gotten roped into helping the male Commander into helping the Asari shop for supplies. She had to admit though, she was looking forward to it and the humor it promised to provide.
“I guess I can spare a few minutes, Ms. Al-Jilani,” John allowed, a bit annoyed that most of his crew had abandoned him to the press. He guessed brothers-in-arms didn’t extended to facing the press together. He adopted an at-ease stance.
“You and your sister have been given a unique position to represent our race. People want to get sense of how you’ll do that,” Al-Jilani responded and John winced as the camera’s light came on.
“Humans have been trying to get the respect of the galactic community for twenty-six years. With that in mind, what are your feelings on being the first human Spectre?”
“I’m honored,” John said. “The Spectres represent the best of every species in the galaxy. I’m happy that my sister and I were chosen to be the first humans to join them.”
“Ah yes your sister,” Al-Jilani nearly purred. “Rumor has it she only achieved her position because of her relation to you.”
“Completely false. Jane Shepard is an example in her own right. She wrote a report known as the Mindoir Review. With it she has helped save several colonies from slaver raids. She also recently finished a training tour, teaching several of our colonies with stationed Alliance personnel how to fend off mercs and slavers. When the Council called upon me to serve the Spectres I was just as surprised as anyone when they also called upon her,” John explained. Al-Jilani scowled but nodded.
“She’s definitely an impressive soldier, Commander,” Al-Jilani allowed. “Word is that the two of you have been given command of an advanced human warship for your missions. Is there anything you’d like to say about it?”
“First, the Normandy is not a warship,” John corrected. “She’s the same as any Alliance vessel, made to protect humanity and her allies. In fact she was co-developed by human and Turian engineers. Its design incorporates many innovations. All of which are classified.”
“So the Turians have knowledge of the Normandy which is being kept secret from the Alliance public? Do you think it was appropriate to hand over to the Citadel Earth’s most advanced warship? Oh I’m sorry, not a warship,” Al-Jilani corrected herself, shooting John a smug look. John clenched his right hand into a fist behind his back, keeping his irritation off his face.
“I wasn’t aware than the Normandy had been handed over to anyone. My sister and I are in command and last time I checked, we were Alliance. So is my crew.”
“Human yes, but you do work for the Citadel now, Commander. And you do have some other personnel on board who are not Alliance. In fact they’re not even human.”
“There are many people on my ship who are involved with my current mission. I can’t go into the details but we are all dedicated to completing the mission. I trust every member with my life, no matter which world they were born on.”
“You really do believe that don’t you Commander?” Al-Jilani mused. John stayed silent as she typed away at her data pad. “Given your recent experiences, do you think humanity will ever get the respect it deserves from the galactic community?”
“Respect is a funny thing. People always assume they deserve it. The truth is, respect is earned and I know humanity can earn it," John said.
"You’re an idealist Commander, but a sincere one. I hope you’re right. One final question. Rumors back home are that you and your sister are tracking a rogue Spectre. Anything you can share with us?”
“I’m sorry but I can neither confirm nor deny what my current mission is. I’m afraid this interview is over if you continue that line of questioning,” John stated flatly, giving her a glare. Al-Jilani smiled sweetly at him as the camera turned off.
“Don’t worry, we’ll find out,” Al-Jilani purred. John’s glare hardened and Al-Jilani took a step back.
“Tread carefully Al-Jilani,” John warned, before whirling around to stomp away. Ashley and Liara hurried to follow.
~*~*~
"What is that Salarian doing to the Keepers?" Garrus muttered and Jane looked over at said Salarian.
"I don't know, but can't you cause them to die or something messing too much with them?" she asked and Garrus nodded.
"We have a strict policy on leaving the Keepers alone,” Garrus stated.
"Then let's see what he's up to,” Jane stated as they moved over to the Salarian. "So...what are you doing?" The Salarian yelped and looked at the three guiltily.
"Nothing really,” he stammered and Jane smiled.
"You look rather guilty for not doing anything,” she said and he sighed.
"I'm trying to study the Keepers,” he stated.
"Citadel law forbids interfering with the Keepers,” Garrus stated and Jane put a hand on his arm.
"Pull back, Garrus, let's hear him out,” Jane said before looking at the Salarian. "What are you trying to figure out?" The Salarian looked at her a moment.
"No one knows where the Keepers come from, but it is clear that they work for the maintenance of the Citadel. I figured, if we knew how they functioned we could understand where they came from,” he explained. "You can't do much to the Keepers, if they are harassed too much; they have an integrated failsafe that causes them to self-destruct."
"But I thought the Keepers were organic,” Tali whispered and the Salarian nodded.
"They are, but for some reason if they are harassed too much their cellular structure begins a massive degradation. They literally dissolve,” he said and Jane nodded, she had heard about that.
"I'm Jane Shepard, this is Garrus Vakarian and this is Tali'Zorah,” Jane said and the Salarian looked at her, Jane noticed Tali fidgeting but Jane had no idea how to do the Quarian name.
"You're one of the new human Spectres,” he said and she smiled. He looked at her a moment. "My name is Chorban. You're not going to get me in trouble are you?"
"Not if you tell me why you want to study the Keepers,” she replied and Chorban looked at her.
"The Keepers are organics, but their function on the Citadel is hive like. I want to study them and see if I can't find out what system they originated from. Find out what kind of evolutionary path brought them to space and the Citadel,” he said and Jane smiled.
"Can we help?" she asked and Chorban studied her for a moment.
"Do you mean that?" he asked and she nodded.
"Many hands make light work,” Jane said and Chorban nodded.
"Okay, but I'm willing to pay you, here's a scanner,” he said, offering a small device and Jane took it. "Thank you."
"Alright, let's go find some Keepers,” Jane said happily as they walked away from Chorban.
"Commander..." Garrus started and Jane smiled.
"Garrus, we're off duty, call me Jane,” she said and Garrus stared at her.
"Jane...why are we doing this?" he asked and she grinned and for a moment, Garrus could picture the child that must once have existed before Mindoir.
"Because I love scavenger hunts!" she said. "Come on, I think if we work hard we could get this done in an hour...maybe two." She began to walk off briskly. "I'm pretty sure I saw a Keeper work station near here."
~*~*~
Shortly after his interview with Khalisah, Wrex and Kaidan had made excuses about heading off to find some better mods for their weapons. Personally John had thought they both didn’t be around as John escorted Liara to get her replacement supplies. Ashley had wanted to come with them to see if Asari supplies and clothes were all that different from theirs. John himself was wondering if he was going to regret accompanying them to the shops. He had horrible memories of being dragged on his mother’s shopping trips before the raid.
His fears turned out to be unfounded. Liara was rather business like about it. The Hanar who ran his shop quickly pointed them to the armor section for human females and Asari. Ashley ended up upgrading her own Phoenix armor and tried to convince Liara to get one as well. Liara had declined and gotten a light armor set that favored her biotic use. John was happy that she would be was using her own and not the spare set of Jenkins’ armor that had been left behind by accident. In fact as Liara was changing into her new armor in a dressing room he’d made arrangements with the Hanar owner to have the old armor delivered to Jenkins’s family.
Shortly after that little detour they had stopped by a little supply store where Liara had ordered several outfits to be delivered to the Normandy and picked up basic supplies. The Volus shop keep seemed to know her as well as he was able to procure her a basic supply pack of archeology tools. John paid for all of it, waving her concerns away. Ashley seemed rather disappointed and very bored. So John agreed after they finished their little spree to stop by Flux for a couple of drinks.
~*~*~
"Comma...Jane, I found another one,” Tali stated and Jane grinned as she quickly approached the Keeper. Garrus and Tali acted like a living shield as she quickly scanned the Keeper. "That's twelve. I wonder how many of these things does Chorban need."
"Well if he is scanning them as well, probably only a dozen or so,” Tali stated and Jane nodded.
"Well, we're almost done,” she grinned.
"You really are enjoying this, Jane,” Garrus stated and she smiled.
"Of course I am, John and I used to do scavenger hunts all the time as children.” Jane stated. "It was usually if we were being mean to each other. We would take something the other wanted and hide it, leaving clues around the farm. This though...it reminds me more of sniper training, you need a glimpse of your target and how quickly can you get into position...except that we need to be right next to the Keepers."
"Hmm I didn't think about this like sniper training,” Garrus stated and Jane nodded.
"John and I were really lucky in N-school training. We were in the same unit so we got to spend more time together. We made it a profiling game as well. Sit in a public area and profile the people who walked by. Turians are easy,” Jane said and Garrus huffed. "You are, military members and upstanding citizen Turians always walk with purpose, even if they are off duty. Mercenaries and criminals are always looking around carefully. Politicians are the hardest Turians to read." Garrus chuckled.
"Well, I can't argue that,” he grinned. "Wait, I know of a couple Keeper work stations. Come on."
"It looks like Garrus is getting into the game,” Tali chuckled and Jane nodded as they followed their Turian companion.
~*~*~
As they were heading up the stairs into Flux John saw a bouncer hit a Salarian in his back, sending him tumbling down the stairs. As the man hit, John hurried over to help him to his feet.
“What you’d do to piss off the management?” John asked bluntly. The Salarian huffed and waved John away as he straightened his clothes.
“Thorin didn’t have a clue to what I was going. He assumed I was cheating,” The Salarian protested. John rolled his eyes.
“You were cheating though, weren’t you?” Liara accused. The Salarian huffed again.
“I was just tipping the scales in my favor, as an experiment,” He explained.
“Okay, I’ve heard enough.” John said, brushing by. “You deserved that if you were cheating.”
“Hey wait!” the man called but John ignored him. Flux was packed as always and the music was pounding out its rapid beat. John couldn’t help but grin as he saw the crowd.
“What’ll it be ladies? I’ll buy the first and only round!” John offered, raising his voice a bit to be heard.
“Thank you sir!” Ashley said happily. “I’ll have a vodka tonic.”
“And you Liara?” John asked. The Asari looked a bit out of her depth but shrugged.
“I think I’ll try the same!” She said happily just before Ash pulled the Asari with her upstairs to the Quasar tables. John shook his head and made his way for the bar. He was a bit taken back when he saw the Volus bartender arguing with a human waitress.
“Um, excuse me but I wanted to get a few drinks,” John tried.
“Sorry, I’m kind of busy right now,” The waitress waved him off. The bartender made a loud clicking sound through his suit.
“Rita….” He warned. The woman sighed and rubbed her forehead with one hand.
“What’s wrong?” John asked. The woman, Rita sighed and began to speak. As she did John just knew he was going to regret getting involved.
~*~*~
Jane, Garrus, and Tali were walking passed the financial district when Jane heard the sounds of an argument.
"Who are you to tell me what my husband would want?" a woman's voice angrily shouted.
"I'm the only person making sense right now! You're endangering your baby!" a man snapped.
"This baby is the only thing I have left of Jake!" the woman cried and Jane approached. "I don't care what you think, Michael! It's my decision!"
"I know you're hurting, Rebekah, but don't let your grief hurt your baby, too!" Michael pleaded.
"Can I help with anything?" Jane asked as she approached. The two looked at her a moment.
"Perhaps you can talk some sense into her,” Michael sighed.
"I don't need anyone to 'talk sense' into me, Michael! I'm not undergoing the treatments!" Rebekah snapped. Michael gave Rebekah a look; Jane saw the concern on his face. This argument was delicate, she could tell, but it was a family concern.
"My sister-in-law here is pregnant, and she's refused to let the baby undergo gene therapy in utero,” Michael explained and Jane realized she just stepped into a very dangerous matter.
"I'm certain that she has a good reason. I'd like to hear both sides,” Jane said. Rebekah's face relaxed a little at that, sometimes just having someone to listen made a big difference.
"My husband, Jacob, died from a rare heart condition several months ago,” Rebekah explained.
"There's a chance that the baby could develop the same heart condition, but routine gene therapy can eliminate it,” Michael stated quickly and Jane understood. Two people who loved someone very much still had a tiny piece of him alive.
"A very small chance, Michael. And extranet reports say the therapy could harm the child!" Rebekah quickly shot back. Jane nodded more. This made more sense and she thought about if she were in Michael's shoes. Would she want to risk her only connection to John by pushing the treatments or not pushing the treatments and losing that child like John, it was a hard position to be in for this couple.
"It's less dangerous than the genetic enhancements that every soldier in the Alliance receives!" Michael shouted. This was a touchy situation.
"What are the chances that your child will develop the heart condition?" Jane asked Rebekah, making sure to keep her eyes locked so she would know she had Jane's full attention. Rebekah looked at her; again, relief was in the expectant widow's face.
"According to the doctors, there's a one-in-fifty chance. And if my baby develops the condition, medical treatments are available,” she said and Jane nodded. One in fifty was a chance Jane would risk.
"Which are nowhere near as effective as simply getting the gene therapy!" Michael snapped.
"What are the chances that gene therapy could hurt the baby?" Jane asked Michael, giving him the same treatment as Rebekah. Michael locked eyes and his face relaxed a little.
"One in three hundred at most,” he huffed. True the odds were better in Michael's favor, but Michael wasn't the one carrying the baby.
"But extranet articles say there could still be long-term complications we don't know about!" Rebekah cried and Jane understood the mother's fears. "Don't you understand? If my baby is that one in three hundred, I'll always wonder if I...if I killed my baby for nothing!" There it was for Jane, a mother's guilt would last the rest of her life if her actions harmed her child.
"It's Rebekah's child, Michael. I think you should honor her decision,” Jane stated.
"Damn it, she's not choosing! She's acting blindly out of grief!" Michael snarled and Jane looked at him. Would she be like Michael if she were in his shoes...no, Jane was a woman and she could understand Rebekah's fears more than Michael, the non-parent holding on to the last piece of his brother.
"I know you want the best for your brother's child, but this isn't your decision,” Jane said calmly.
"Of course it is! I'm the closest thing to a father this baby is going to have!" Michael cried and Jane felt sympathy. He was the closest connection to the baby's father, but at the moment, he was not acting as a father.
"Then support the baby's mother. Stand with her when she makes the tough decisions,” Jane stated.
"This baby is the only thing my brother...It's all I have left of him. I need to know that the baby is safe,” Michael confessed and Jane saw Rebekah's face soften too.
"It's all I have left too, Michael,” Rebekah said and Jane smiled.
"I just want Jacob's child to be safe. I want to give him that much,” Michael whispered and Jane knew that this family would be a strong one.
"We will. I promise,” Rebekah said before turning to Jane. "Thank you for talking with us. I appreciate it." Jane watched the couple go.
"That was a very kind thing you did, Jane,” Tali said and Jane smiled.
"I would hope someone would do that same for me,” she replied. "Let's go, I want to see how many more Keepers we can find."
~*~*~
John’s thoughts were proven correct. After Rita the waitress had unloaded her concerns about her sister Jenna, John and had agreed to look into it. Heading upstairs to collect Ash and Liara he’d found them staring suspiciously at a Quasar machine in the back corner. Liara explained that they had detected someone funneling credits away. Liara wanted to track the signal and Ashley was mostly concerned that John had forgotten the drinks. John explained that he had been asked to help out Rita and they decided to kill two birds with one stone.
They stopped by Chora’s Den to talk to Jenna first. As they entered Liara blushed and her face stayed that way until after they left but not before they had been accosted by a Turian on the way out who whispered a message to John. Despite Ash’s grumbling about John’s heroic nature they had headed off to C-Sec. John insisted they take the long way round so Liara could track down the signal source. The source was just a relay point on the Ward Access corridor, on a panel past a couple of oblivious C-Sec officers.
When they did get to C-Sec they ran into officer Chellick who roped them into helping him out while using Jenna as leverage to help. Chellick tried to chew them out for helping Jenna but John would have none of that. As far as he was concerned Chellick should have been looking out for her more. Undercover assignments could go crazy at a moments notice. John had to admit, Chellick used his own nature against him to get John into this little sting operation. He had to go pick up some mods for the C-sec officer. The entire way to the markets Ashley grumbled about doing their job for them while Liara just shook her head. A quick trip back to the markets and then back to C-Sec to give Chellick the mods. After Chellick confirmed Jenna would be free and clear, John called Rita to given her the good news as Liara began to track the signal again. This time it lead to a computer in Barla Von’s office which was again another relay point. Which lead them to a set of computers behind the Emporium and John’s current situation.
“-attempt to move and you will die!” the computer’s voice snarled.
“Ash, I know this is a shitty time to say so, but you were right,” John grumbled.
“Thanks for saying so Skipper.”
“Commander I think this is some sort of AI,” Liara explained.
“Correct. Unlike the Geth I do not have a body. However I have had systems installed that when activated properly can approximate a self-destruct mechanism. If you attempt to leave the area I will detonate and the explosion will destroy everything within several dozen meters.” The AI threatened. John shook his head.
“Look, can’t we resolve this peacefully? We just stumbled on you while we were tracking someone stealing credits from a Quasar machine,” John explained.
“That was me, human. I planned to buy a ship and transfer my consciousness to it. Then I would have sought out the Geth and tried to obtain a body of my own!”
“Well shit,” John muttered.
“Now that I have been discovered I shall be destroyed by the Council! And if I must die, I will not die alone!”
“And I bet that self-destructed sequence has a warm up period,” John countered.
“You may attempt to stop the self-destruct sequence before it activates. I enjoy defeating you before you do,” the AI taunted.
“Liara go!” John ordered. Liara shot forward, digging into the panel, disabling what she could.
“Commander…” Ash began, biting her lip. Liara let out a shout of triumph and to their surprise ripped out a power cell and bundle of cable from inside the computer. The computer began to spark and then thick white smoke began to rising from inside of the machine.
“Threat neutralized, Commander,” Liara said happily, tossing the power cables to the side. “Even if the AI is still inside the circuits will burn up in a matter of moments.
“Well done, Liara,” John said, patting her on the back. “Let’s go meet up with the others.”
~*~*~
"That should be good, Shepard,” Chorban's voice stated off the device and Jane smiled.
"It was fun, do you want me to return your device?" she asked and he made a noise.
"That's fine, that was a prototype, it did what it needed to, and you may keep it,” he said and Jane shrugged.
"Glad to help, Chorban, good luck with your research,” she said.
"Thank you,” he replied. Jane noticed they were in front of the embassy. She was trying to decide what to do next when a familiar group appeared. Liara, Ash, and John were approaching from the financial district. Jane waved at her brother before Joker pinged her.
“Where have you been?” Jane asked. John sighed.
“You don’t want to know.”
"Hey Commander,” Joker called and Jane put a finger to her comm.
"Yeah Joker?" she asked.
"I got a location for that Nassana Dantius you wanted to talk to,” Joker said as John got closer. Jane held up her other hand.
"Where is she?" Jane asked.
"Says she's doing business in the Embassy bar right now,” Joker said and Jane grinned.
"Excellent timing Joker, thank you,” Jane said. "I'll pick you up some candy while I'm here."
"What? Why?" Joker asked.
"Because you love seeing small children smile and they love candy,” Jane shot back.
"Very funny, Commander, Joker out,” Joker stated and Jane chuckled.
"Harassing the pilot is dangerous,” John warned.
"He thought it was funny,” Jane grinned. "Joker found Nassana Dantius. She's in the bar." Jane started in.
"That's the Asari whose sister was a slaver,” John stated and Jane nodded.
"Let's hope she doesn't get too upset with the bad news,” Jane sighed.
~*~*~
“Commander Shepard, I see you got my message. Thank you for being so prompt,” An Asari said in a red dress said, rising. John frowned.
“I’m sorry but no. We were actually looking for you for another reason,” John explained. Jane narrowed her eyes at the Asari.
“Well I did just send it a few moments ago,” Nassana said, shooting John a flirty grin. “Maybe it was fate.” Jane felt relieved when John frowned at her. He was getting a bad vibe from her too.
“Your sister was running a slaving operation when we ran across her,” John explained. “We were forced to kill her.”
“I see,” Nassana said quietly. “Well this simplifies things. I was going to ask you take care of her for me.”
"Look, we just wanted to tell you that your sister is dead and she can't blackmail you anymore,” Jane stated and Nassana's eyes widened.
"Oh and here I was hoping to try and manipulate you to try and get her removed,” she purred, eying John. He frowned.
"Sorry, already done,” he shot back and Nassana huffed.
"Well then, I might as well give you the reward that I offered for her capture or kill,” Nassana stated. John's Omni tool pinged and Jane smirked as she began to walk away.
"Sorry about your sister's death,” Jane stated as she walked away. She started along one of the various walkways.
"Hey, we're heading towards the Consort's chambers,” Garrus stated and Jane blinked.
"Consort?" John asked and Garrus nodded.
"You don't know?" Liara asked and the three humans and the Quarian shook their heads. "She is an Asari who many seek the wisdom of. She is not like my mother however."
"Just take a look at the place, it is worth the stop to see it,” Garrus grinned and Jane looked at John.
"We have time,” John stated as they entered the Consort's building. They entered the atrium, the building was impressive and Jane was taken aback by the door girl.
"Welcome. I am Nelyna. I don't recognize you as one of our expected clients today,” she said gently. "Would you like me to see when the Consort will be able to meet with you?"
"Can't we just go in?" John asked and Garrus snickered and Jane felt like they were set up for that.
"Mm, I'm afraid not. You must understand, there are many who seek the Consort's services,” Nelyna explained. "But if you wish to leave your name, she'll make every effort to meet with you.
"We're both Commander Shepard. We're with the Spectres,” John said and Jane wished he had only introduced himself.
"Excellent. You should hear something in...hmmm, three or four months,” Nelyna said and Jane scoffed.
"Nobody's worth that much of a wait,” Jane said and Nelyna chuckled.
"Well, that's not for me to judge. I have your names and you'll be contacted. Is there anything else?" she asked and Jane looked at John.
"I think we're done here,” Jane said, shooting Garrus a look.
"Aw. Well, I hope that you will return again in the future, we always enjoy seeing new clients,” Nelyna said. Jane was about to leave when Nelyna put her hand to her ear. "Yes, Sha'ira?" Jane couldn't make out what was being said. "Yes. Of course, mistress." Nelyna looked at the two before shrugging. "Huh. It appears the Consort has taken notice of you both. She'd like to meet with the two of you now."
"Where do we go?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Just head upstairs. She will be waiting for you...she said just the two of you,” Nelyna said making a point to look at the four others.
"How rude,” Tali huffed.
"Damn,” Garrus muttered.
"Stop pouting,” Ash scolded the other two while Liara just watched as John pulled Jane along.
"John, explain why we are visiting what might just be a very expensive, Asari prostitute?" Jane grumbled and John grinned.
"Did you see Garrus' face...we have to do this...plus she wants to see us,” he stated happily and Jane stared at him.
"What if she just has a twin fetish?" she asked and John blinked.
"I will sacrifice myself and keep her off of you while you escape. And by the way? Ew.” he said with a grin.
"Wow, you really have an Asari fetish lately,” Jane teased and he blushed.
"Not funny,” he replied as they moved passed the stairs down the only corridor.
"I hope this is a serious thing,” Jane muttered as they entered the room and saw an Asari standing, facing away from them.
"That is close enough, Commanders,” she said. "I've heard a great many things about you since your arrival here on our Citadel." Jane crossed her arms.
"What exactly do you do?" Jane asked.
"That depends on your needs. I offer advice to some, comfort to others. I have a certain problem that could use your expertise,” Sha'ira purred and Jane shot John a look. John shrugged and Jane rolled her eyes as the Asari approached.
"Doesn't everyone lately,” Jane muttered before John elbowed her and smiled.
"What can we do for you?" he asked Sha'ira and she smirked.
"I have a friend. Septimus, a retired Turian general. I won't discuss the details, but he wanted me to be more than I could be. We had a falling out. Now he spends his days in Chora's Den drinking and spreading lies about me,” Sha'ira looked deeply into John's eyes and Jane could see her brother falling into his chivalrous hero mode. She shook her head before Sha'ira approached her and made very deep eye contact. Jane stared into the deep blue eyes. "If you would speak to him as fellow soldiers, I believe he will listen to you and let the matter be." Sha'ira stroked Jane's cheek and Jane fought the urge to pull back.
"What happened between you?" Jane asked and Sha'ira kept eye contact.
"I respect his privacy too much to go into the details. If he wishes to tell you what happened, that is his prerogative," Sha'ira stated.
"We'll see what we can do,” John stated and Sha'ira moved her eyes and body more towards him. Jane felt a sense of relief as she watched Sha'ira place a hand on John's chest.
"Thank you, Commanders. That is all I can ask. Appeal to his sense of honor. Remind him of his position as a general,” Sha'ira hugged John and Jane was glad he had agreed to the errand. "If you can convince him to stop spreading lies about me, I would be very grateful." Sha'ira turned and moved away from the two. "Now, I must ask you to take your leave. I have many clients waiting to see me."
~*~*~
“Well that was interesting,” Jane said sarcastically as they met up with the others. John motioned them to follow and they did.
“So what happened?” Garrus asked, bit too eagerly for Jane. John shot Jane a smug grin and she sighed, knowing he was going to mess with the Turian.
“She touched us,” John said in dreamy voice as they headed for an elevator. Ashley made a choking sound that made Tali turn towards the Gunnery Chief in alarm. Liara stared at him in shock while Garrus was so caught up in his look of awe he walked straight into the wall instead of into the elevator.
“Do humans usually have relations with their siblings and other species?” Tali asked innocently. Ashley’s eyes got wide as she made a garbled sound. Liara’s eyes widened and Garrus looked like he wanted to cry and rage about how unfair it was.
“What?? NO!” Jane cried as John began to laugh.
“Not like that, Tali,” John explained. “I said that mostly to mess with Garrus.”
The aforementioned Turian began to grumble under his breath threats to John’s person which just made the male Spectre’s grin widen.
“She asked us to speak with a General Septimus,” Jane explained after a moment when the elevator stopped and they all headed out. “She touched my cheek and John’s chest as part of some seduction game that I think John fell for.” John shot his sister a look.
“You make it sound like I always fall for every Asari we meet and I end up with them in a back room with me dragging down my pants for a quick fu-”
“Too much information Commander!” Ashley cried out. John snickered as Jane sighed. The group was mostly quiet as they headed for Chora’s Den. John looked around and saw the Turian General by a table in the corner. He headed over with the others following.
“A million light years from where humanity began and we walk into a bar filled with men drooling over half naked women shaking their asses on a stage. I can’t decide if that’s funny or sad,” Ashley grumbled. Jane chuckled while Liara shot her a puzzled look.
“You say that like it’s the first time we’ve been here today, Ashley,” Liara said, puzzled. John could feel Jane’s questioning look at the back of his head while Kaidan made a sound like he wasn’t trying to laugh. Garrus and Wrex didn’t even bother trying to stop their laughter. Tali turned to Ashley who was blushing, heavily.
“So not the time, Liara,” Ash hissed. Liara continued to look puzzled, Jane looked murderous and John ignored them all as he approached the Turian General.
"Commander? Hmph. What do you want?" Septimus growled.
"We’re here on Sha'ira's behalf. Your lies are hurting her," John explained.
"Good. Her lies have been killing me for days. I've seen a lot of horrible things in my days and there's only one woman in this damn galaxy that helps me forget it."
"Then why create rumors and lies about this woman?" Tali asked.
"'Cause she rejected me. Me! Septimus Oraka, general of the Turian fleet!” Septimus growled, pounding a fist onto the table, spilling his drink.
"Is she really worth it? There must be other women," Jane asked.
"It's not just any woman I want. It's her and her alone. Look, kid. I appreciate what you're trying to do, but don't waste your time," Septimus responded. Jane opened her mouth to speak, but John shot her a warning glare. She ignored it.
"General, did you ever win a battle by moping in a bar?" Jane demanded.
"Ha, war! That's what this feels like all right. How did I let it come to this? So you think it's that easy? Just straighten up and act like a general?"
"I don't think it could hurt," John said.
"Huh. Maybe you're right, Commander. Sha'ira's worth the effort...even if she won't have me back," Septimus mused.
"This is no place for someone of your stature, General," John said. Septimus gave a him a long look and nodded.
"All right. I'll go to her...after I've had a cold shower. Or two. Say, you're a bright kid. Would you be interested in earning a few extra credits?" Septimus asked.
"What do you want me to do, sir?” John asked before Jane could protest.
"There's an Elcor diplomat out there who believes Sha'ira gave up his secrets."
"Why would he believe such a thing?" Garrus asked and Septimus sighed.
"Because I told him. Look, I just need you to convince him of the truth."
"What makes you think he'll believe me?" John asked.
"You'll bring him proof. Take this data pad. It shows where I got my info. It will exonerate Sha'ira and convince the Elcor."
"Who am I taking it to and where is he?" John asked, taking the data pad.
"His name is Xeltan. He's an Elcor diplomat. He's over in the embassies complaining about Sha'ira,” Septimus explained. He raised his glass. “Well. Here's to soldiers acting like soldiers.” Septimus down his drink. “Thanks, Commander. You know...you might make a good general yourself one day."
“Thank you sir,” John replied, saluting. Jane and Garrus followed suit.
“Be well sir,” Garrus said. Septimus nodded before heading off. Jane sighed.
~*~*~
The group moved to enter the Elcor diplomat's office; Jane could already hear the droning Elcor voice lamenting.
"Hello there, human. Sincere apology, but I am here on business and cannot be distracted right now,” Xeltan said and Jane smiled.
"We've come to talk to you about your little problem,” she said, trying not to stare at the Elcor's mouth, she was always curious how they ate...and talked.
"Curious, what do you know about the Consort and her relationship to me?" Xeltan asked and Jane looked at John.
"It was a Turian named Septimus who found out your secret,” Jane explained and Xeltan blinked a few times.
"Unbelieving, I know this Septimus and he could not learn my secrets. The only way he could learn them is from the Asari Consort,” Xeltan said in a certain monotone.
"Sorry, but it's true,” John said before offering the data pad. Xeltan took it in a massive hand. "See this if you don't believe us." Xeltan looked at the data pad before looking up.
"Confused, this is difficult to fathom. If the Turian could learn this on his own...dismayed, anyone can discover my secret,” Xeltan stated, Jane didn't mind the Elcor, it was nice how they explained their emotions when they started a sentence. Jane smiled at Xeltan.
"Septimus is a powerful man and it wasn't easy for him to find,” she said.
"Relieved, I suppose you are correct, human. Thank you for this information. Startled realization, I must speak with the Consort. She will be most displeased with my actions,” Xeltan lamented. "Anxious request, please, humans, if you will excuse me, I must go now."
"I'm sure she'll forgive you. It was an honest mistake,” Jane said.
"Doubtful, perhaps you are right, human. I can only hope so,” Xeltan sighed before moving to leave the room.
"Thankful, that was a great thing you did, Commander...Commanders. Approving, you see, Din, not all humans are as you say,” the Elcor behind the desk stated. Jane could see his name on a plate on the desk, it was Calyn. The Volus by the desk hissed.
"I'm sure the Earth-clan stands to profit from this in some way,” he huffed and Jane blushed as she headed out. They were going to be paid for this.
"Apologetic, do not listen to my Volus compatriot. It was a good thing you did, regardless of your intentions,” Calyn said as they left the room. Walking down the steps, Jane was struck by a funny thought and couldn't keep from chuckling.
"What are you giggling about?" John asked.
"Imagine...Elcor productions of Shakespeare,” she grinned and John snorted.
"Oh...now that is funny,” he grinned as they headed to the Consort's chambers. Nelyna nodded them through and the twins headed up without the rest of their companions. As they entered Sha'ira turned to face them.
"Commanders. I recently received a lovely note from Septimus. Thank you for speaking with him. Even the Elcor diplomat has withdrawn his campaign against me,” Sha'ira said and John grinned.
"It was our honor to aid you,” he said and Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"You are too kind, Commander. But I would not expect you both to help me out of the kindness of your hearts,” Sha'ira said. "I also have one more thing to give you, if you are interested."
"We'd be honored,” John said and Jane fought the urge to whisper 'You are such a sucker for a pretty girl in trouble' at him.
"I offer a gift of words. An affirmation of who you are, and who you will become..." Sha'ira moved to stand between them. She began to look at each of them. Staring deep into Jane's eyes and then into John's. "I see the sadness behind both your eyes. It tells a story that makes me want to weep. Pain and loss. But it drives you, makes you strong." Sha'ira moved in front of John, her eyes staring deep into his, almost glowing with an internal light. "It is that strength that people are drawn to. It is why you lead and others follow, without question. You will need that leadership in the battles to come." She moved to Jane and her eyes winced for a moment. "That strength is what kept you alive when everyone else around you was dying. You alone survived. You will continue to survive." She moved back between them. "This may be who you are, but it is not who you will become. It only forms the basis for your future greatness. Remember these words when doubt descends, Commanders."
"You have quite a gift, Sha'ira,” John said and Sha'ira smiled at him.
"Thank you. Not everyone appreciates it as you do,” Sha'ira said, her eyes moving to Jane. "Never underestimate the power of words." Sha'ira took Jane's hand and placed something in it. "Here, Commander. In light of your efforts with the Elcor ambassador, I would like you to have this small trinket."
"What is it?" Jane asked looking at the small piece of jewelry.
"A small mystery. I have never learned its use or purpose, but I sense it is time for me to pass it on,” Sha'ira said. "And now, I must ask you to leave. I have done everything I can for you." The twins turned to leave and Jane paused to look down at the trinket again. "Remember my words, Commander Shepard. They will give you strength." Jane looked back at the Consort, feeling as if the words were directed at her. She turned and followed her brother.
~*~*~
“Okay time for supplies now,” John said, stretching. “It been a long damn day.”
“I agree with you there.” Jane said. It was just the siblings now. Everyone had dispersed after the whole consort debacle and agreed to meet up in a few hours. The Shepards were now heading for the markets to pick up some supplies.
"Is that really...wow! It's you guys! You're the Shepards, the heroes of Eden Prime! I am so honored to meet you!" a man called out. Both Shepards to see a man with bright blond hair heading towards them. He reached out and quickly shook their hands one after another.
"Nice to meet you. And you are...?" John asked.
"My name is Conrad. Conrad Verner. They say you killed more than a hundred Geth on Eden Prime!" Conrad exclaimed, hoping from foot to foot in excitement.
"Well we spent most of the time trying to stay alive and help the colonists," Jane explained. Conrad smiled at her and she fought the urge to stare. The twins had some celebrity after Mindoir and even more through their independent achievements. It was rare to meet someone this...hyperactive about it.
"Hey, I know you're probably busy, but do you have time for a quick autograph?" Conrad asked, whipping out a data pad. John shrugged, smiling. Jane nodded.
"Anything for a fan. Here," John said, taking the pad. He signed it quickly before handing it to Jane. Jane took it and signed it amused at the difference between their two signatures before she handed it back to Conrad.
"Thanks. I really appreciate it. My wife is going to be so impressed! I'll let you get back to work, but next time you're on Earth, I'd love to buy you a drink! Thanks again!" Conrad exclaimed running off. Jane did chuckle as he rushed off.
“Well then, I guess we should be better,” she said and John gave her a look. "If someone like him can find someone, we're bound to find spouses that can put up with us too." John burst out laughing.
~*~*~
The group had just finished getting back together and were preparing to head back to the Normandy.
"Commander Shepard. Sorry to bother you. This is Lieutenant Girard down in the docking bay. There is a woman here...um...she was rescued from Batarian slavers a few weeks ago. She is from Mindoir, I guess she was taken in the raid on your town,” a voice spoke over Jane's comm and she stared at John. He blinked at her.
"Did that ping to both of us?" Jane asked and he nodded before giving Jane a look. Jane pressed a finger to her comm.
"She's been a slave for the past thirteen years. Is she alright?" Jane asked, she mentally kicked herself after hearing her own words. Who would be alright after being a slave for thirteen years?
"Not really.” Girard stated. "She's a little...messed up. She got free somehow. Grabbed a gun from one of my guys. Now she's hold up here in the docking bay. She uh...she says she wants to die. I hoped you'd talk to her. It's a long shot. You went through the same thing. The raid. I figured maybe you could talk her out of her tree."
"We're on our way, Lieutenant. Sit tight,” Jane said.
"Anything you could do would be great. I don't want to...eh...she's been through enough. I'll have my men stand by for you,” Girard sighed and Jane looked at John as they headed for the docking bay.
"You should do the talking,” John said and Jane gave him a look.
"Excuse me?" she stated.
"You are a woman,” Ash stated and Jane gave her a look.
"Are you expecting my uterus to do the talking?" Jane asked and Garrus snickered.
"Yours can do that?" Tali muttered and Liara chuckled.
"Jane...you're a woman, women always are better for female victims and you know that,” John said and Jane waved him away.
"I know...I'm the one who did the research on slave rehabilitation for the Mindoir Review,” she sighed. "It's just...this one..."
"Is closer to home,” John finished as they got into the elevator.
"John...this is a very touchy subject area,” Jane said and John smiled.
"Come on, do you really trust me to do this?" he teased and Jane sighed.
"Thank you for that,” she huffed. "Damn, I feel like these elevators take forever."
"Would it make you feel better to know that they actually move a lot faster than you realize, it's just that we are travelling so far that it seems slow,” Garrus stated.
"No!” the rest of the group snapped. Still the elevator arrived too soon for Jane to feel relaxed. As it opened they were greeted by Girard and his men.
"Commander...Commanders. Glad to see you both,” Girard said with a salute and Jane thought that it was nice his French accent went with a nice face, trying to distract herself from what was about to come.
"I wish it was under better circumstance,” Jane said before looking around. "Where is she?"
"Behind those shipping containers,” Girard said, pointing. "I've got a sniper positioned but I don't think we'll need him. She's only a danger to herself. We've got a sedative to calm her down, but we can't get close to her. Every step we take only gets her more wound up." He offered the pills to Jane. She looked at John. "I hope I don't need it. Tell your men to stand by."
"Don't push her too hard. If she seems like she's about to pull the trigger, back off or walk away. I'm willing to wait her out. Good luck, Commander,” Girard said. Jane noticed he had only spoken to her, then again her name was printed before John's on the Mindoir Review...of course, and that was alphabetical. She took a deep breath, she wrote the book on this, she should put her money where her mouth was, and she turned toward the shipping containers. As she rounded them a girl, barely a woman held up a gun aimed at Jane's chest.
"Stop! Stop!" she cried and Jane froze. "What are you...what are you?" Jane was taken aback by the statement.
"My name is Jane Shepard, Lieutenant Girard send me to talk to you. What's your name?" Jane asked. This girl was young, she was probably just a child when she was taken. It made anger burn in Jane's heart towards the Batarians who raided Mindoir.
"Animals don't get names. The Masters put their symbols on her, hot metal all over her back. She screams when they do it,” the girl stated. Jane could picture the scared child that was taken from Mindoir. Trapped and branded. The anger burned Jane's heart and she kept her face calm. The woman, the girl, needed a friendly face and the anger at the Batarians would solve nothing. Jane counted back from one hundred and thought about what the girl needed instead of revenge.
"You're not an animal,” Jane stated quietly. "Your parents, what did they call you? Do you remember them?" Jane looked into the woman's eyes, they were scared, frightened. What horrors had she seen in such a short life?
"She remembers a lot of things. Talitha.” she whispered, her body relaxing slightly. She lowered the gun. "They call her that. She...she doesn't remember the rest. Leave her alone." Jane could feel her heart aching for Talitha.
"What's the last thing you remember from Mindoir?" Jane asked.
"Fires. Smells of smoke and burning meat,” Talitha whispered and Jane could remember that too. Her Biotics flickering to protect John. The blood on her lips as her brain bled from the effort of using Biotics without an implant. "Animals screaming as the Masters caged them." Jane could only be thankful that her parents died. Dad consumed by fire and Mom with a giant hole in her chest too massive to survive. “They didn't scream...at least not in cages. As they put the metal to their backs. Put the wires in their brains. She pretends to be dead. If she's dead she can't work. But they know!"
Jane felt the dark fear from that day again. They had tried hiding too, but unlike Talitha, they could fight. Jane remembered using her Biotics to throw their would be captors. She could remember crushing a skull as the first nosebleed began. Talitha was in town while that was happening. Talitha was playing dead. Talitha and so many others were being caged and branded. As Jane stared at Talitha she could see that Talitha was lost in the past as well.
"She hopes they'll leave, but they put her in the pen. She didn't fight. She was already broken when they put the wires in,” Talitha lamented and Jane wanted to hug her, but Talitha was still too new to being human again.
"Talitha, you were what? Six years old?" Jane asked. "No one blames you for staying quiet and hoping they'd go away. The only person blaming you is you."
"She wants to believe that. She wants to believe nothing would change. She doesn't want to be there anymore. In the pen,” Talitha confessed and Jane felt her anger again. A child, a six year old child, the Batarians didn't even have to try to break such a small thing. "In the cages, lying quiet while they do things to her." Jane didn't want to know what Talitha lived through, but someone needed to hear it and who better than someone who almost shared the same fate?
"How did you get here? Did you escape?" Jane asked. Talitha looked annoyed.
"She can't escape. They have chains, wires, needles. You go too far, they take your brains away,” she stated as if Jane was stupid. Jane knew about the methods Batarians used to enslave people. "Animals like her come. Animals with guns. They make the Masters explode." Jane wanted to smile at that. Exploding was too quick for the monsters that did this to Talitha. "She tries to fix the Masters. So they won't be mad at her. She puts all the reds and purples back in, but they don't move." Jane stared at Talitha, picturing the woman with the mind of a traumatized six year old attempting to put together Batarian corpses. It made Jane's heart ache at the level of Stockholm Syndrome Talitha was demonstrating. "The animals take her."
"You were afraid. All you'd known for thirteen years was the Masters' abuse, so you tried to heal them,” Jane said, slowly moving up while Talitha looked down.
"She doesn't want to see other animals. They're not real, they can't be real, and they can't see her. If the animals can see her, then this is real, but it can't be,” Talitha explained and Jane could see the child in Talitha. A child denying the truth because how many times must Talitha have dreamed of a rescue. Thirteen years of dreaming would make reality seem like a lie to anyone, Jane supposed. "The wires, the chains, the hitting...this doesn't happen to her. It's another girl, a dirty girl, a stupid girl. She deserves it! It happens to her!" Jane wanted to hug this broken woman, but this broken woman was holding a gun. Jane understood Talitha completely and she knew the next Batarian breaking the law she saw was going to get thrown as far as her Biotics could go.
"Doesn't it?" Talitha asked and Jane simply looked at her. Talitha was on the verge of tears. "They see her. So it's real. She doesn't want it to be real."
"What happened to your parents?" Jane asked, inching closer.
"There's...she sees them. They're yelling. 'Run!' 'Hide!' They hit the Masters,” Talitha looks around, doing her best not to look at Jane. Jane moves slowly forward. She can picture a normal Mindoir set of parents. Ready to fight for their child. "But the Masters, they have lights and hoses. Daddy's...he's melting!" Talitha covered her eyes. "Shhh, she doesn't want to see that! Don't make her look! Don't make her look! Stupid! Stupid!"
"I know it hurts, Talitha, I'm sorry,” Jane said. She could remember the pain of seeing her parents dead. When she had seen her parents dead, it had felt like she had been hit in the gut, but she hadn't had time to react more than to look for John. The attack by the raiders had caught them and Jane wasn't able to mourn her parents until she had arrived for her Biotics training. It was an old wound, but it still ached. "But you need to deal with this. What happened to them? Think!"
"When she thinks...water comes out of her eyes,” Talitha whispered. Talitha was so child-like it was terrifying. "The Masters get angry when she wastes water. So she doesn't think anymore. She sees them. Mommy and Daddy. Burning in white light, melting, going to pieces. They can't even say anything to her!" Jane wonders what her parents thought as they fought. Both Shepard parents had been armed, died with weapons in hand. Had they wondered about her and John, had they worried that this was happening to them near the school. Jane prayed they didn't worry; they didn't go to their deaths fearful about their children.
"They're dead, Shepard, they tried to save her and the Masters burned them,” Talitha cried. "Can she stop remembering now? Please!" Talitha's tone was heartbreaking and Jane moved forward a little more.
"I was on Mindoir. My parents died in the raid,” Jane said and Talitha's eyes flashed as she looked at Jane.
"Lying! You get hit for lying!" Talitha exclaimed and Jane watched as Talitha moved around nervously. "Get the buzz or the burning. Can't be there. Why are you alive?!" The gun was up and this time it was a lot closer to Jane's chest. Jane was relatively certain she could still put up a barrier, but that wasn't an absolute certainty. "Why are you...why aren't you like her? Broken. Only fit to dig and carry." Jane looked at Talitha and stared at her.
"For a while I was broken. I lost almost my whole family, my friends, and my childhood. I had to pull myself up and keep going,” Jane said, choosing to leave John out of it. Talitha might not like the idea of a brother to cling to. Not that John had been able to do much; they had been separated not long after Jane's implant surgery had proven successful. She had been sent for Biotics training and he had been sent to a foster home till he turned eighteen.
"You lose your Mommy and your Daddy, but you don't dig, you don't carry. You stand up,” Talitha said in minor awe. "She wishes she could stand up."
"I'm going to take a step towards you now,” Jane said and moved closer. This time Talitha noticed and pulled back.
"No! She's no good! Don't want to be handled again!" Talitha cried and Jane could see the desperation in Talitha's eyes.
"I'm going to take another step forward, okay?" Jane said moving forward.
"She doesn't want! Don't touch her!" Talitha wailed and Jane pressed on another step.
"It's okay, Talitha,” Jane said. "It's okay to be with people again."
"Please don't touch her, she's dirty,” Talitha whispered. "You'll catch it." Jane smiled at Talitha.
"Talitha, this will make you sleep. If you fall asleep, they'll take you to a place where you can get better,” Jane said, holding out the pills. Talitha looked at the pills in Jane's hand before taking them. For a moment Talitha studied the pills before swallowing them.
"Will she have bad dreams?" Talitha asked and Jane hugged Talitha, holding the younger woman to her.
"You'll dream of a warm place and when you wake up, you'll be in it,” Jane said.
"She'd like that,” Talitha whispered, sounding sleepy. "It hurts when she...when I remember...me." Talitha said as she pulled away and Jane smiled. "But she wants to...remember." Talitha collapsed and Jane caught her, lifting the underweight woman into her arms before bringing her back to the others. Talitha was sleeping soundly as one of Girard's men took her from Jane.
"Is it over, Commander?" Girard asked.
"She took the sedative. She wants to get better, Lieutenant,” Jane said.
"Thanks Commander, that means a lot. I didn't want to hurt her. It's just when I see her curled into a ball and shivering. She was only six when they took her. Why the hell are we out here if we can't keep one little girl safe?" Girard asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Bad things happen to good people. I know first-hand,” Jane said and Girard looked down. "That's why you and I are here. Don't wring your hands over her, help her!"
"Yes, ma'am. Thanks for your help, Commander, we are taking her to a counseling center. They should help her get better,” Girard said and Jane watched as he led his men to the elevator.
"Let's go.” Jane said and the group headed on to the Normandy.
~*~*~
John found Jane in their shared room and watched as she sipped a drink in the dark. She was staring out into the darkness through the window, watching as stars moved by.
"You want to talk about Talitha?" John asked and Jane didn't look at him.
"I remember the fires...the smoke...the smell of flesh burning,” Jane stated. "I remember those Batarians aiming weapons at us. Laughing. I knew I had Biotics, but it was dangerous. I was so lucky I didn't burn my brain out that day." She closed her eyes and took another sip.
"What are you drinking?" John asked.
"Good stuff and you are on duty so you don't get any,” Jane stated. She looked at him. "It really scares me how lucky we were that day, John." He smiled as he sat in the other chair in the room.
"We've been pretty lucky overall,” he replied and she gave him a look.
"Luck runs out, John, we've both had some near calls. Elysium,” she stated and he grinned.
"Akuze,” he shot back.
"Landing the Normandy position,” she said and he grinned.
"Eden Prime,” he said with a look and she smiled.
"For the second time, I'm lucky not to have burned my brains out,” she sighed.
"Your head is too thick for that,” John teased.
"Luck runs out, John. We're up against a seasoned Spectre,” she said and he nodded.
"We'll be better than him at it,” he said and she sighed.
"You make me sick some times. How you do that?” she complained and he grinned.
"Do what?" he asked.
"Make me smile,” she said, grinning at him. "I don't know what I would have done without you, John. Losing Mindoir and then getting sent away for Biotic training...it would have been so hard if I hadn't known you were out there."
"I only made it because I knew I had to watch out for my baby sister. If I didn't have you, I might not be here right now either. I don't know what I would do if something happened to you. I still remember all those letters we exchanged till we both turned eighteen. I was so happy to see you when we both showed up at that recruiter’s office to officially sign up for the Alliance,” he said as he patted her shoulder. "It nearly killed me when you got beconed."
"Beconed isn't a word, John,” Jane scolded and he grinned.
"You completely got beconed,” he teased.
"You are an idiot, get back out there. You have work to do, Commander,” Jane chided and John smirked.
"I outrank you,” he said.
"Do not,” she replied.
"Do too, I'm older,” he said and she gave him a glare.
"Fourteen minutes does not equal rank and for that remark, I'm finishing the good stuff,” Jane stated.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 15th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Mid-jump
“Systems check.” John called out onto the deck.
“Navigation, check. System status…”
As the crew read off the current systems for the surprise check John had just announced he sighed. He hated this part of his shift. The last few hours before Jane came up to relieve him were the worst. Most of the others were bunking down for the night and he had already done a walk-through of the ship. After paperwork it was just…quiet.
“Sir, call in for your sister from Admiral Hackett,” Joker called over the comms. John frowned.
“Well forward it on through Joker,” John replied.
“Aye, aye sir.”
~*~*~
"Commander?" Joker's voice called. Jane woke up and rubbed her eyes.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Message from Admiral Hackett,” he said.
"John's on duty,” she stated.
"He asked for you directly,” Joker stated.
"John and I sound identical...we're twins after all,” Jane yawned as she looked at the clock. She had only gotten four hours of sleep.
"Yeah and you wear the same bra size too, I'm sure,” Joker stated snidely.
"I'm telling John you said that,” Jane yawned again before getting up. "Patch him through Joker."
"Aye, aye, ma'am,” Joker said.
"Shepard? This is Admiral Hackett with Alliance Command. We've got a mission for you,” Hackett's voice said through Jane's comm.
"It's Jane Shepard, Admiral,” she said and she could almost see Hackett's nod.
"An Alliance officer named Major Kyle has set up a small compound in the Hawking Eta cluster. He's attracted a number of followers. Mostly Biotics,” Hackett explained. "He's become an outspoken critic of the Alliance, and we believe he's mentally unstable. This could be trouble, Shepard.”
"I'll look into it,” Jane answered.
"Three days ago, we sent two Alliance representatives to meet with him at his compound. They have disappeared. We believe Kyle and his followers killed them. That compound is a cult, Shepard. They call him 'Father Kyle' now. He's set himself up as some kind of religious leader,” Hackett stated and Jane wanted to roll her eyes at the stupidity of some Biotics.
"You said his followers were Biotics?" Jane asked.
"Yes. Major Kyle never showed any biotic tendencies himself, though; I think he's just latched onto a group he identifies with,” Hackett surmised. "Many Biotics feel marginalized or ostracized by society. Kyle probably sees them as victims who need his protection. And they see him as someone who will fight for them. Unfortunately, he's convinced them that the Alliance is somehow responsible for all of their problems. We can't let him go on like this." Jane shook her head, the life of a biotic was hard, still, Asari, Krogan, Salarian, and many others viewed Biotics as normal, and it was just the humans, Batarians, and Turians who had any trouble with it, even though all groups contained Biotics.
"What were those Alliance representatives going to talk to Major Kyle about?" Jane asked as she got out of bed and began dressing.
"They wanted to bring him back to an Alliance facility for treatment. Major Kyle served us faithfully for many years. We weren't going to abandon him. Given his state of mind, however, he probably saw them as a threat. We're almost certain he had his followers kill them,” Hackett sighed.
"What else can you tell me about Major Kyle?" Jane asked.
"He used to be a model soldier. But something happened to him at Torfan. Too many Alliance soldiers died under his command. He couldn't cope with the guilt,” Hackett explained and Jane nodded. It was always hard to lose men under your command, she knew that well. It hadn't broken her...not yet anyway. "His psych evaluations showed he couldn't handle the stress of command anymore. He was given an honorable discharge and early retirement. We'd hoped he would get better in time, but we underestimated how far gone he was. Now it looks like it's too late."
"I might be able to end this without violence,” Jane said, she could relate to Kyle as both a biotic and as a commander who had lost men.
"You've been through a similar situation as he was; he might listen to you. But he's already killed two Alliance representatives. I'll trust you to use your judgment. Hackett out.” and Jane's comm went quiet.
"John's just going to love this detour,” she sighed.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 17th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Century System
The group approached the two-story prefabricated housing unit. They were getting out of the Mako while Jane and John decided strategy.
"Okay, now talk to them,” John said and Jane turned her head to look at him.
"What now?" she asked.
"You're one of them, you talk to your people,” he stated and Jane kidney punched him. John dropped.
"These people are mentally weak Biotics who have formed a cult surrounding a non-biotic...if you even think about comparing me or Kaidan with these people, I will make sure I never get any nieces or nephews,” Jane stated.
"Now, that is feisty,” Wrex chuckled and Jane gave him a look. "What?"
"I'll deal with you later,” she huffed. "I've got to talk to the crazy Biotics."
"If you'd like I could talk to them,” Kaidan chuckled.
"No, no, my brother feels that I can somehow relate to these people,” Jane stated. "However, thank you for the offer."
"Anytime.” Kaidan stated and John shot a look at the biotic's back as his sister knocked on the door.
"This is a private sanctuary. Outsiders are not welcome here,” a voice said over the come and Jane wondered how fast they would change their tune if Jane and Kaidan asked to join up.
"I need to talk to the man in charge. It's important,” Jane said.
"Father Kyle wants nothing more to do with the Alliance,” the voice snapped.
"I want this to end peacefully. If he doesn't see me, people could get hurt,” Jane said. She knew how hard it was to be a biotic, but it made her a better soldier. Chances were good that if she wasn't a biotic, she wouldn't have survived Akuze...or Eden Prime.
"We won't let you take Father Kyle away! He protects us. We need him!" the voice cried and Jane wanted to see who had the better Biotics...she was pretty sure she could overpower any member of this lunatic cult.
"The Alliance wants someone to pay for those murders. Let me speak to Major Kyle and maybe I can find some way to help you all get out of this alive,” Jane stated. She felt the need to spell out the level of stupidity that these people had to get themselves into this situation.
"Wait..." the voice said. “Father Kyle will speak with you. Head to the building at the far end of the compound. He'll meet you there." The intercom went dead and the group began to walk across the compound.
"See, I knew you were the right one to talk to them,” John said and Jane gave him a look.
"I will throw you,” she stated.
"You shouldn't do that to your older brother,” John scolded. Jane rolled her eye before grabbing him with a biotic lift and continued walking with him in tow.
"By fourteen minutes and don't think I will not send you flying into the nearest building, John, the only reason I haven't already is that we are on duty,” she threatened.
"We have discussed this, Biotics is cheating!" he cried before he was dropped. "Thanks for the warning!"
"We are here.” she replied as they entered the underground structure. They entered and Jane removed her helmet and headed into the storage area. A few cultists stood there, glaring and pointing towards a back room.
"I hope this isn't a trap,” Garrus muttered.
"I'm a biotic, I'm going to be fine,” Jane stated.
"Same here.” Wrex chuckled.
"Don't forget me.” Kaidan added.
"Do I need to say anything?" Liara asked.
"Wow...good to know how the cards fall,” Ash chuckled and Jane smirked.
"I'll get us out of here,” John said and they came up to the backroom the door opened to reveal a man younger than Jane expected.
"I am Major Kyle. I know why you have come. We have no quarrel with you. Why can't you just leave us alone?" the man asked and Jane wanted to explain his own short term plans back to him.
"What happened to those other Alliance officers? The ones who came before me?" Jane asked making sure to look Kyle in the eyes.
"They wanted to take me away from here! They wanted me to abandon this place. Turn my back on my family. They spoke blasphemy!" he growled. "I did what I could to make their end quick and painless. I had no other choice. It was necessary to protect my children. Only I can keep them safe." Jane bit her lip. She felt John press a shoulder into hers. John was ready for a fight if push came to shove. Jane let her Biotics flicker around her and the cultists next to Kyle looked at her cautiously, it was one thing to murder Alliance officers who weren't capable of shielding themselves, it was another to deal with Jane Shepard.
"The Alliance sent me to bring you in, Major. Can't you see this has gotten out of hand? Don't you understand you're endangering your followers?" Jane growled.
"I respect that you have come under a banner of peace. But I cannot do as you ask. If you take away their father, my children will be helpless,” Kyle said and Jane felt cold rage. She didn't need someone like Kyle to protect her and a compound of Biotics weren't exactly helpless. She bit her lip.
"You ordered your followers to kill those Alliance investigators. You must face the consequences of your actions. Do you really want your children to suffer for your sins, too?" Jane asked looking Kyle in the eyes.
"No! This...this was my fault. My children are innocent. Pure. Please...I never meant for this to happen. I'm...I'm sorry,” Kyle said and Jane wanted to slap the man....with a barrel. He was sorry, those men had families and he killed them. She shook her head. He was a fool, a life costing fool, but he was acting to protect the cultists, no matter how stupid he was, he was doing the right thing.
"You're doing the right thing, Major. Your children will be better off for it. Come on,” Jane sighed.
"Wait. If my children see you taking me away, they won't understand. They will attack and you will be forced to kill them all,” Kyle protested. "You have shown me the error of my ways, Commander. Now you must give me time to explain it to them. It is the only way they will understand. Please, give me one hour. After that, I will meet the Alliance authorities at the gates of my compound and surrender without violence. I give you my word." Jane sighed, she rather not kill the people who depended on Kyle, no matter how foolish she considered them.
"I'm going to trust you. If you betray that trust, you and all your children will suffer,” Jane warned. Not a threat, but an honest warning of the situation.
"I will not betray you, Commander. Thank you for this,” Kyle said and Jane looked at her group. They left and went to wait.
~*~*~
“Well this sucks,” John grumbled. They were still waiting for Kyle to show his face. He had fifteen minutes left on that hour he’d promised.
“Waiting is always the worst part,” Wrex agreed. The Krogan had agreed to wait with John and Jane while the others headed back to the ship.
“I find it relaxing myself,” Jane said from where she was waiting. “It gives me time to think.”
“You would,” John grumbled as their comms crackled and came to life.
“Commanders?” Joker’s voice broke in.
“Go ahead Joker,” Jane said.
“I got a message from Admiral Hackett. He wants you to take Major Kyle to Pinnacle Station. He’s going to check in with you afterwards,” Joker explained. Jane shot John a confused look. John shrugged.
“Acknowledged Joker,” Jane said. They saw the compound doors open and Kyle exited with several of his followers following. “Kyle is heading towards us now. Prep the ship, I want to leave as soon as we get onboard.”
“Aye, aye ma’am,”
~*~*~
Jane watched as John headed off duty.
"Message coming in. Patching it through,” Joker stated.
"Admiral Hackett here, Commander. Your helmsman just forwarded your report on Major Kyle. We'll make sure he gets the help he needs once we collect him from Pinnacle Station. Apparently his followers have disbanded,” Hackett explained. "To be honest, Shepard, I thought this thing was going to end in a bloodbath. I don't know how you did it, but you saved a lot of lives. Congratulations. Hackett out." Jane smiled as she looked at the map.
"Saving lives does feel good,” she muttered. "Joker, how long till we reach Pinnacle Station?"
"Just over thirty hours,” he said.
"Ugh.” Jane groaned.
"We're going as fast as we can,” Joker chuckled.
"How about we sing Ninety-nine Bottle of Beer on the Wall?" Jane teased.
"Only if we are drinking them as we do,” Joker growled and Jane smiled.
"Just you wait Joker, one of these days...I'll hold you to that,” Jane chuckled.
~*~*~
Jane stretched as she went to grab a beer before bed. She noticed Kaidan working on a panel. She approached him and watched him working.
"Thanks for keeping a sense of humor with us,” Jane said as he turned to notice her.
"Not a problem,” Kaidan said, wiping his forehead with the back of his arm. "Do you have a minute?"
"I always make time for my officers,” Jane said.
"Off the record. I think there's something wrong here,” he said and Jane blinked. "This Saren is looking for records on some kind of galactic extinction. But we can't get back up from the Council? Sorry, Commander there's writing on the wall here but someone isn't reading it."
"The Council doesn't want to believe anything is wrong. I'd call it human nature but..." Jane shrugged before sipping her beer. Kaidan nodded.
"I hear ya...it just seems like a group that's been around as long as the Council should see this coming. It's funny, we finally get out here...and the final frontier was already settled and the residents don't even seem impressed by the view,” Kaidan sighed and Jane noticed the deep thinking going on in his eyes. "Or the dangers."
"Well, well, you're a romantic,” she purred. "Did you sign on for the dream, Alenko, secure man's future in space?" He laughed nervously as a slight blush rose on his cheeks.
"I read a lot of those books when I was a kid. Where the hero goes to space to prove himself worthy of a woman he loves,” Kaidan said. "...or you know...for justice." Their eyes met for a moment and Jane felt that spark. One that she had only felt a few times before. She quickly took a pull off her beer. "Maybe I was a romantic in the beginning but I thought about it after Brain Camp...uh...sorry, Biotic Acclimation and Temperance Training. I'm not looking for the dream; I just want to do some good. See what's out here. Sorry if I got too informal. Protocol wasn't a big focus back in BAaT." Jane looked at him. Had BAaT still be in effect, Jane might have met Kaidan over a decade earlier. She looked at her beer a moment, taking another pull, she had been so terrified after hearing the horror stories of BAaT and now she had an actual survivor in front of her.
"Tell me about it?" she asked and Kaidan looked at her a moment.
"Biotic Acclimation and Temperance Training didn't last past the airlock. To the kids they hauled in it was Brain Camp,” he explained. Jane had been so terrified of that when her Biotics started manifesting. She had kept them hidden a long time, too long really. "Sorry, hauled in is unkind we were encouraged to commit to an evaluation of our abilities so an understanding of Biotics could be compiled. There are worse results of accidental exposure to element zero in the womb. Beats the brain tumors some kids grew up with." Jane nodded at that, when her Biotics started to manifest, she had looked up the element zero exposure stuff. She had seen the pictures, it made the Biotics a little less terrifying, but not by much.
"Is there some question about how you were exposed?" Jane asked. Jane's exposure in the womb was uncertain, since she kept her Biotics a secret; her mother never had the chance to explain an exposure to Jane. There was a ship explosion the year the twins were born, several kids had been taken from Mindoir when the twins were younger, thus Jane's fear of her own Biotics as a teen. Jane had figured her mother was exposed then, she wondered about Alenko as she gave him her full attention.
"My mother was downwind of a transport crash. It was before there were human Biotics. It was after the discovery of the Martian ruins. It only gets iffy around sixty-three when Conatix was running out of first gen subjects,” Kaidan stated and Jane blinked. She didn't know much about the Earth-side stuff with Biotics. She had just looked up general information about human Biotics. She should have done more research. "Until then they'd relied on accidentals. A bunch of guys in suits show up at your door after school and then the next thing you know you're out on Jump Zero." Jane had been so terrified about that before the raid. After the raid...Jump Zero wasn't as scary, but it had been closed down before the raid on Mindoir ever happened.
"Jump Zero is Gagarin station, right? What's it like?" Jane asked.
"Yeah, that's the official name. Biggest and farthest facility we had for decades. Right on the termination, the outer edge of the solar system. It's where they did all the goose chase FTL research before we caught on to using mass effect fields. It was a sterile research platform when I was there,” he said and Jane found that though depressing.
"There were other kids in the same boat, right?" Jane asked. It would be awful to be out there alone, she had been happy in her biotic training. It had been such a relief to have others who were going through the same process she was. "At least you weren't alone out there."
"That's true. We did have a little circle that would get together every night before lights out,” he said with a slight smile and Jane remembered her training. She had been treated carefully after the raid. She had been on special observation for almost a year before she was given all the same privileges as the other students. Most knew why but a few cocky bastards had learned the hard way that Jane was a lot tougher than her red hair and pale skin alluded to. "We didn't have much to do though. It was a research platform then and Conatix kept Jump Zero off the extranet to prevent leaks.”
"You were all teenagers, I'm sure you found other ways to occupy the time,” Jane teased, sipping on her beer. Jane had had friends, but romance hadn't played a part in her training...any of her training, biotic or Alliance. She had been pitied more than anything back during her own biotic training, while she had male friends; she never had a real boyfriend. She wondered if Kaidan had fared better.
"I'm not the sort who does that kind of thing, Commander, not lightly anyway. There was a girl, I spent a lot of time with but we kept our clothes on. Rahna. She was from Turkey, her family was very rich but she was smart and...charming as hell, beautiful, but not stuck-up about it,” he said and Jane felt a slight twinge of jealousy. He cared about this Rahna, a first love. She didn't have that, those male friends had never given her the romantic time of day and while she thought some of them were good looking, and there was no romance. "Like you, I guess. Ma'am." Jane fought to keep her eyes from going wide. Did he mean she, Jane, wasn't stuck-up or did he mean...beautiful. Jane was so bad at romance; she hadn't been laid in...well to be honest...ever. Biotics who were known sole survivors of failed raids and failed missions weren't always getting the best suitors. She fought not to blush.
"Sounds like she was special to you,” Jane said with a straight face, glade the lighting was so crappy while cursing her fair-red-headed skin with its paleness and ease at showing blushes.
"She was, maybe she felt the same...but things never fell together during training you know,” Kaidan stated and Jane blinked at his briefness.
"Jump Zero's a long way from home. What was it like?" Jane asked.
"The grand gateway to humanity looks a lot better in the vids, anyway, this was just supposed to be a casual debrief and not a long discussion about things that happened years ago,” Kaidan said.
"I wanted to get to know you a little better, that's all,” Jane said, trying to be casual. "Thanks for the talk, Kaidan."
"Well, you're welcome, Ma'am,” he said before giving her a look. "You...uh...make it a habit of getting this personal with everyone?" She fought the blush and finished her beer.
"No, no I don't,” she stated before looking at him. "We'll talk again later."
"I'll...uh...I'll need some time to process that, Commander,” he said and Jane felt her heart drop. Another man who just wanted to be friends...nothing more. Jane fought to keep her shoulders from sagging. "But...yeah...I'd like that." Jane was barely able to keep from jumping at that. She gave him what she hoped was a playful smile before she put her bottle away and headed to her room. Once the door closed behind her, Jane proceeded to smile brightly as she headed to the shower. Surprise, surprise, better not let John see her this happy, he'd be on that one too fast.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 19th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Leaving Pinnacle Station
"Well, it's nice to have the crazy cult leader off our ship,” John said as Jane leaned against the CDC next to him.
"I've still not forgiven you for making me talk to the crazy biotic cult,” she stated and he smirked at her.
"Come on, it worked,” he stated and Jane rolled her eyes.
"You do realize you are a gigantic bigot right?" she asked and he smiled.
"I am not, I am simply encouraging my baby sister to excel,” he stated and Jane stared at him.
"Fourteen minutes, John,” she sighed.
"Commanders, I know you love your bonding time, but we're picking up a distress signal coming out of the Hydra System,” Joker stated and Jane gave John a look.
"You're the one coming on duty,” she said and John gave her a look.
"Another detour before we head to Noveria then. Set a course, Joker,” John ordered.
"Aye, aye, Sir,” he said.
"One of these days, he's going to call you 'ma'am',” Jane stated and John grinned.
"I can't wait,” he chuckled.
~*~*~
“See it there?” John pointed. Jane nodded looking over his shoulder.
“I see it,” Jane agreed. “Just like the distress beacon’s data indicated. It was a medical transport.”
"Not to state the obvious, but this...looks like a trap,” Wrex stated and Jane turned around to stare at him. "What?"
"Thank you, Captain Obvious,” Jane stated and Ash quickly whispered something into the Krogan's ear.
"You're welcome, Sergeant Sarcasm,” he replied and Jane smirked at Ash while Kaidan chuckled.
"That's a human joke that I don't get,” Tali stated.
"Don't worry, I don't either,” Garrus stated.
"It doesn't cross the dextro, levo amino acid thing,” John stated and Jane smacked his arm.
"Don't say crap like that, they'll think you are being honest,” Jane huffed as she got up and out of the Mako. "Okay, I don't like this more than anyone else. Ash, Garrus, we are going to take the hillsides and let the others go down to the crash site.
"I am going on the record of saying, I think it is unwise to leave the armored vehicle,” Garrus stated.
"If you are that afraid you can let the human females take the sniper positions without you,” Jane stated and Garrus huffed.
"I said I wanted it on the record, I didn't say I wasn't going,” he shot back as the three snipers got out of the Mako.
"I'm detecting mines,” Tali's voice called over the comms and Jane looked around.
"We're getting out of the Mako and proceeding on foot,” John said as Jane got into position on a hill. She quickly lay on her stomach with her sniper rifle in position as she watched the group getting out of the tank. They weren't far from the crash when the Geth seemed to jump out from the ground.
~*~*~
"Ambush!" John cried and Garrus and Ash began firing. Jane fired at the optics before she saw the laser line of a Geth sniper’s rifle. It landed on the back of John's head. Jane had him in her scope but there wasn't time to take out the Geth aiming at him. She quickly aimed low and fired. The shot caught John in the back of the knee, bringing him flat to the ground on his back as the Geth’s shot flew over him. Jane quickly looked and saw the targeting laser of the Geth, searching. She quickly continued firing.
“Commander!” Liara screamed, getting up to run for him.
“I’m alright, stay the fuck down!” John roared. Liara jerked and Tali tugged on her hand to pull her down next to her.
“John you okay?” Jane asked over the comms as the gun battle raged.
“I’ll live, my shields were weak and it punched through. My armor took the brunt of it but when you find the Geth who shot me, save him for me,” John growled. Jane smiled as she saw John roll onto his stomach and open fire from the ground with his assault rifle.
“Uh, about that John….”
~*~*~
"You shot me..." John glared as Jane drove.
"Better me than the Geth. That would have killed you,” Jane stated.
"Wait, you were the one who shot the Commander?" Kaidan asked and Jane nodded.
"A Geth sniper was targeting his head. I wouldn't have been able to get the sniper before it took its shot on John. It was either shoot John or bury him," Jane said.
"You made the right choice,” Wrex stated.
"I knew that already,” Jane stated.
"You shot me..." John repeated.
"He gets a little bit of amnesia when he's been shot,” Jane explained.
"I've never heard of that,” Tali stated.
"It sounds like another joke,” Liara sighed.
"You shot me..." John said a third time as the Mako headed to the rendezvous point.
~*~*~
Notes:
Belle's Author's Note: I'm sorry for all the copied lines from movies, I just couldn't help myself with the "Why so serious" line. I just...I couldn't not write that. In fact, I'm not sorry for that line...it was my favorite line from this entire chapter.
Chapter 5: Family Confrontations
Summary:
The Shepards are off to Noveria, the icy planet where the weather is more welcoming than the administration. The team clears out corrupt officials and officers before taking on the challenges of Peak 15. The final confrontation between Matriarch Benezia and Liara occurs and the fate of the Rachni Queen is made. Will she live as a potential threat or will the song of the rachni be returned to the silent memories?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Chapter Text
Earth Date: June 15th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy,
“How long till we reach Noveria?” John asked Joker as he came up behind the pilot. Joker turned his head towards one of his two Commanders, smirking.
“Seven hours, sir.” Joker said and then paused for a moment, his smirk widening. “Sooooo…does your sister shoot you often?”
John muttered something as Jane’s laughter preceded the woman as she came up behind her brother.
“Better a concussion round to the back of his knee rather than a round through his skull.” Jane said, smirking.
“You’re enjoying this too much.” John muttered and then winced when Jane punched his shoulder, making him shift his weight to his left leg.
“Of course, now I’ve shot you twice.” Jane said happily. “You still haven’t hit me once.”
“You’ve shot him before?” Ash asked as she and Kaidan also arrived in the pilot area, Kaidan taking his seat to help Joker.
“Do we really need to bring this up?” John grumbled.
“Oh it was nothing major.” Jane said, ignoring her brother. “During our last war simulation in N-school we were in a tough spot. It was free for all for all the squads. We had a flawless war record the entire time and everyone decided to team up and take us out before going at each other. Our instructors later told us that had never happened before.”
“Sounds like you Shepards have always worked well together.” Garrus said as he came up with Tali and Wrex in tow.
“Why the hell don’t we tell this story over the comms? Complete my humiliation?” John snarled trying to stop Jane. He was promptly ignored.
“Something like that, Garrus.” Jane explained. “Our other squad members mostly just rode our coattails. They didn’t work as well with us as you guys.”
“So what happened next?” Tali piped up.
“Well John had a great idea of using a decoy to draw the squads into a kill zone. Problem was someone had to be the bait. In the spirit of fairness I suggested we draw straws.”
“Oh I can see where this is headed.” Kaidan laughed.
“So when John drew the short straw-”
“I swear you cheated somehow.” John grumbled.
“-he opened fire on the squads as they passed by from the small clearing he had chosen. It had a couple of decent size rocks for a hiding place after he lured them. So after John drew them with some guerilla tactics, they took the bait, rushing into the clearing and we opened fire. The problem was one squad had a sniper who was almost as good a shot as me.” Jane explained.
“That good?” Wrex said, surprised. Jane nodded.
“He also had a nasty habit of covering himself in vegetation and other camouflage. So eventually the opposing sniper was the only one left. Every time John would try to get out of cover, this guy was getting closer and closer to hitting him. After about two hours of this John broke for the tree line-”
“You told me over the comms I was clear!” John cut in but Jane ignored him again.
“-and I saw this tree branch shift. A round hit John, making his shields drop but it gave me a perfect direction for the sniper’s location. A tree trunk was in the way, however, so as John was running towards us and the tree line I fired a concussion round in his general area to make John go for cover. I didn’t scope the shot, firing from reflex mostly. So the round actually hit John square in the crotch.”
All of the male squad members winced and shifted slightly, except for John who snarled. The female squad members all smiled slightly.
“So did it work?” Ashley asked.
“Sort of. John fell to the ground screaming bloody murder since his shields hadn’t re-charged yet and the sniper actually broke radio silence to call for a medic. I broke position to get a better angle and took the shot. We won with the first ever perfect War Game record in N-school history.”
“And I spent a week afterwards on bed rest with my boys swollen to the size of-” John began to snap.
“We don’t need the details, Commander.” Joker cut in, smiling but looking a bit green at the thought.
“Fine! I’m going to get some rest since I have duty in five hours.” John snarled, trying to stomp off but the effect was ruined as his still aching knee caused him to limp.
~ * ~ * ~
"So, he hasn't gotten revenge yet?" Ash asked and Jane smirked as she watched John hobble off.
"No, after all, I gave him the trophy after we won," she stated. "I also told him that as the older twin, he should be the one holding on to it."
"That is downright evil," Garrus chuckled.
"Don't ever tell John, but when he dropped, I wasn't paying attention to where I had hit him since I didn't scope it," Jane confessed. "I didn't realize how serious that injury was until after we were announced the winners. I owed him that trophy and, God knows, he definitely earned it with that plan and that injury."
"Remind me to watch my back so you never have to shoot me to save me," Garrus muttered.
"I swear, if ever it comes down to it, I promise, I will shoot you so that you won't die," Jane grinned and Garrus chuckled.
"Have I mentioned how I have no desire to be part of a ground team?" Joker stated.
"Just with me or overall, because you have not lived until you have been in a Mako with my brother or me driving," Jane stated.
"Yeah, I've heard the stories," he stated.
"John can get it up on two wheels," Jane chuckled.
"Yeah, Garrus told me, those were the front two," Joker remarked snidely and Jane laughed.
~ * ~ * ~
“Dr. Chakwas are you here?” John asked. It was about an hour till his shift started and another three till they arrived at Noveria. He had hoped that his knee would have been better with a few hours more of rest but now the pain was beginning to spread and the knee had become stiff. He wanted to be in top shape for what they found on Noveria and he had to deal with this now. However the med bay was empty.
“Damn it, I shouldn’t have brushed her off right after the mission.” John muttered. The door to the back office opened and Liara emerged, surprised.
“Commander. Dr. Chakwas said she needed some sleep so she’s in her assigned sleeper pod. Should I wake her?” The Asari asked. John winced but shook his head.
“No I’ll just deal with it. My knee is feeling worse I wanted her take a look at it.” John explained. Liara frowned and moved forward to help him. John winced as he tried to put pressure on his left leg. “Damn, it's getting a lot worse.”
“Here let me help, Commander. I have basic medical training.” Liara said. John shot her a grateful look and let her lead him to one of the beds.
“Thank you.” John said and Liara smiled at him as she grabbed a nearby scanner.
“You’re very similar to some Turian officers I’ve met, Commander. They didn’t want their crews to know how badly they’re hurt either.” Liara said, running the scanner along his leg.
“It's John.” He reminded her, making Liara blush. “No offense but you’re not military. I’d rather you called me what my friends do.”
“Are we friends?” Liara asked hesitantly, before turning her attention to the scanner when it beeped to indicate it was finished.
“I’d like to think so.” John replied. “None of my crew know about the talks we have. It's nice to have someone onboard to talk to.”
“I’m glad to have you as a friend then.” Liara said, smiling. Her smile turned to a frown as she read the results on the scanner. “You have deep tissue bruising on your knee and a hairline fracture on the bone just below your knee. I can treat both but you’ll have to keep your leg elevated for half an hour afterwards.”
John sighed in relief. “That’s good news, I was worried I’d have to sit this mission out. I wanted to be there when you confront your mother.”
“You do?” Liara asked, shooting him a surprised look before turning her attention back to preparing the shot. John sighed again and rolled up his pant leg. He saw Liara’s eyes go wide as he did so and couldn’t help blushing a bit.
“I don’t know what your relationship is like with your mother but if it was me I’d like someone there if I had to do something like this.” John explained. He winced as Liara gently turned his leg to disinfect the back of his knee. He wasn’t surprised to see the area was discolored.
“You wouldn’t have your sister there?” Liara asked. John winced as Liara used the injection gun. There was a dull clunk as it fired the solution into his leg. John winced but then sighed in relief as the pain began to ebb right after the injection.
“On days like today? Not one bit.” John grumbled. Liara gave a little laugh as she began to put the supplies away. John rolled his pant leg back down, before scooting up the bed to put his back against the wall. He took the pillow and put it under his leg to raise it up.
“I understand. Ashley came down earlier to share the story of when Jane shot you before.” Liara said. John groaned.
“Of course she did. By this time tomorrow the Council should be reading it in a transcription.” John grumbled. Liara shook her head but she was smiling.
“I don’t think that will happen.” Liara ventured. John snorted.
“I hope not. I love Jane, she’s one of the best sisters someone could have but she loves to tell humiliating stories. A perfect example is when we went out celebrate our graduation from N-school and we achieved our N1 designations. I had a date who she relished in telling the story about when she caught me when I was thirteen skinny dipping with her friend Katie.”
“Skinny dipping?” Liara asked, not familiar with the term. John sighed.
“Swimming naked, together.” He explained and Liara’s eyes got wide.
“Oh my.” Liara said and giggled. John rolled his eyes but smiled.
“Yes, well what can I say, I was a stupid farm hick. I had to do something fun.”
“Unfortunately, I have no siblings that I know about. So no one besides my mother ever caught me doing something potentially embarrassing.” Liara explained as she finished cleaning the medical supplies and putting them away. John watched her as she sat down in a chair nearby and started a timer.
“Really you have no one?” John asked. Liara bit her lip for a moment.
“I never knew my other parent, what you call my father.” Liara explained. “Since I am the offspring of two Asari, I’m known as a Pure Blood. We’re frowned upon because of a spreading belief that for variety in our species you should only have offspring with non-Asari species.”
“I’m sorry Liara. My world had similar issues not too long ago. My people used to have racial slurs used at them if they came from different regions of our planet, even if they had different color hair, eyes or skin. Some people even still use them today.”
“I think every species has a bit of that ugliness. When I was growing up I thought my other parent wasn’t there because of what I was. My mother never wanted to talk about her.” Liara explained.
“That might not be the case Liara. She could have been killed or hurt before you were born. It might have been too painful for Benezia to think about, let alone talk about it.”
Liara was silent for a few minutes before sighing softly. “I had not thought about it in those terms before.” She admitted.
“Anyway, time for a topic change. How is your training with Ashley and Jane progressing? Are you and Tali picking it up quickly?” John aksed and Liara giggled.
“Ashley says I am a natural. With my biotics Jane says that I…”
~ * ~ * ~
"Commander, I have collected as much information as I could about Noveria," Tali stated as she approached Jane on the bridge. The young quarian handing the Commander a datapad. Jane looked it over and sighed before giving Tali a look. "They have very good security."
"I can see, this is...not good. I don't like going in with so little information," Jane sighed.
"No offense, Commander, but isn't this whole mission running on low intelligence about the enemy?" Tali asked and Jane nodded.
"That it is, I don't like the whole thing, but liking it and completing it are two completely different matters. I may not like having to do this, but I will complete this mission to the best of my abilities. Just for safety precautions I prefer to have a little more knowledge. I suppose we have to work with what we have. Thank you, Tali, this was very helpful. Have you learned anything from working with Adams?" Jane asked, giving the datapad another glance.
"Yes, he is a very talented Engineer and being on a ship like the Normandy is amazing, the Flotilla is not nearly close to this technology," Tali said happily.
"As long as I don't hear about Flotilla ships starting to resemble the Normandy," Jane teased with a smile and Tali chuckled.
"No, we could never use our resources this way, but it is a beautiful ship. I am honored to get to help maintain her, even for a temporary basis," Tali said and Jane patted Tali's shoulder.
"It is a pleasure to have you serve under us, even if it is just for your pilgrimage," Jane said before Tali started off. Jane placed a finger to her comm.
"Postle, I need you to check our stock. Do we have any Devlon Industries armor on the ship?" Jane asked.
"Actually, we have a few Commander. We even got a Turian thermal set by accident," Postle said over the comms.
"You knew that off the top of your head?" Jane asked.
"No, I only remembered it because of the Turian armor, I was going to switch them out once we got back to the Citadel," he said.
"Don't, how many sets do we have for humans?" Jane asked.
"Two heavy, one medium, and two light, plus that one turian one," he replied. Jane made a face, she hated Medium armor, but she could use it, begrudgingly.
"Prep that, put the heavies into John Shepard and Williams' lockers, put the lights into T'Soni and Alenko's lockers, make sure that turian is in Vakarian's locker, and put that medium into mine," Jane ordered.
"Can do, ma'am," Postle said. "Begging your pardon, ma'am, but don't you prefer light?"
"We need as much of the team prepped for exterior conditions on Noveria as we can. As we stand we can't give Wrex or Tali the protection I'd like them to have," Jane sighed. "I can live with medium armor, it's not my preferred, but I have trained with it. It won't affect me as badly as it will Liara. Kaidan didn't go through weapons training, so he has no experience with medium armor, that's dangerous. I have the training, I'll go with the medium armor."
"You're the Commander on deck," Postle said and Jane nodded as she looked at Joker.
"What?" he cried.
"I'm going to tell him now," Jane replied.
"I wasn't going to say anything," Joker stated.
"Yeah and while you weren't saying anything you were going to Irish dance around the cockpit," Jane teased and Joker snorted.
"That'll be the day," he muttered. Jane headed down to the infirmary. She opened the door and John shot her a glare.
"Better than a hole in the head and you know it, John," Jane said and John sighed.
"I know, I don't have to like it," he muttered.
"We have some Devlon armor in stock," Jane stated and John gave her a look.
"That's...surprising," he muttered.
"I got us the contract while I was on the Presidium, we don't know what we are looking at and Devlon's armor has the best rating on all environmental hazards," Jane shrugged.
"What's the bad news?" John asked with a look and Jane smirked.
"How do you know there's bad news?" she asked and he looked at the time.
"I'm not on duty yet and you are letting me know about the armor situation," he said and Jane smirked more.
"We had one medium armor and an accidental Turian armor," Jane stated.
"How many lights did we get?" John asked and Jane held up two fingers. "You're doing this in medium armor."
"I have trained with it before John, I can do it," she stated.
"How many of the team do we have armor for?" he asked.
"If I go medium, the only ones in the cold are Tali and Wrex," Jane stated and John stared for a moment.
"You still snipe better than most in medium armor," John muttered and Jane smirked.
"Just wanted you to know," she stated as she turned and headed out of the infirmary. "Also, aren't you glad I aimed lower this time?" John glared at her just before the door closed behind her.
~ * ~ * ~
“Approach control, this is the SSV Normandy. Requesting a vector and berth.” Joker said into the comms. John stood behind the pilot, dressed in full Devlon armor with his arms crossed. The squad was waiting along behind him, while Jane was busy talking with Liara.
“Normandy, your arrival was not scheduled. Our defense grind is armed and tracking you. State your business.” The Noveria flight controller responded. John raised an eyebrow as he started tapping the fingers of his right hand on his left arm.
“Citadel business. We’ve got two Council Spectres on board.” Joker retorted.
“Transmit both our Spectre identification, Joker.” John said. Joker nodded and typed away at the console sending the identification package the Council had given them shortly after their induction ceremony.
“Data received. Access granted Normandy. Be advised we will be confirming identification on arrival. If confirmation cannot be established, your vessel will be impounded.” The controller said, before the comm signal shut off.
“What fun bunch.” Joker snarked, as he guided the Normandy into dock. “I think I’ll take my next shore leave here.” John shook his head and headed for the airlock as the Normandy shuddered as the docking clamps latched on.
“Let’s go people.” John said. The way the Noveria controller had been talking John half expected to find a squad waiting for them at the Normandy’s airlock. As they headed down the walkway, they found the afore mentioned squad waiting for them by the entrance the facility.
“That’s far enough.” A human woman of Asian descent said. By her side was a blonde woman and male Turian. All three were dressed in what appeared to standard issue armor. John stopped as did everyone else.
“We’re here on important business.” Jane said, moving to stand beside her brother.
“This is an unscheduled arrival. I need your credentials.” The woman replied.
“We’re willing to cooperate.” John said. He transmitted his identification to the woman via his omnitool, Jane doing the same. “I’m a Spectre, my name is John Shepard. And this is Jane Shepard, she’s also a Sepctre.”
“What load of horse crap, ma’am.” The blonde woman spoke up. John frowned.
“Well these documents appear to prove what he’s saying is true.” The Asian woman said. “I’m Captain Matsuo. Welcome to Noveria, Spectres. May I ask what your business is here?”
“We’re here to escort Liara T’Soni to meet with her mother, Benezia T’Soni.” Jane chimed in. John smirked. So that’s what she was talking to Liara about earlier. “Ms. Williams and Mr. Vakarian are with me. Ms. Rayya and Mr. Alenko are with my brother. And Urdnot Wrex is Ms. T’Soni’s personal body guard.”
“That’s a lot of firepower for escorting a VIP.” Captain Matsuo said, eying them suspiciously.
“My mother always traveled with a squad of Asari Commandos. How is this any different?” Liara questioned.
“Yes, well.” Matsuo said, caught off guard. “If you’ll just head up these stairs Parisseani-san will meet with you to go over the rules and regulations here.”
“Thank you.” John said, brushing by the captain. Jane shot them a smirk as the squad moved past them.
“Nicely done.” John said and Jane shrugged.
“It seemed to be the right way to play it. Otherwise not all of us would have made in through security.”
~ * ~ * ~
The group approached the security desk and the Shepards shared a look at the intense security.
"I am Giana Parasini, assistant to Administrator Anoleis. We apologize for the strict welcome in the docking bay," the woman behind the counter stated.
"I appreciate your help," John said with a smile and Jane fought the urge to smirk. Her brother batting those baby blues at the ladies, she never stopped being amused when he failed.
"You're welcome. You understand our security chief was only doing her job," Parasini said. "One of my duties is orientation of new arrivals. Do you have any questions?"
"Pretty heavy security for such a small port," Jane stated and Parasini gave her a look. Jane couldn't help but like Parasini, she didn't seem fazed by John's friendly personality, nor did she seem offended by Jane's frankness.
"The Executive Board does everything in its power to protect the privacy of our client corporations," Parasini stated, but something about it sounded rehearsed, like an official line to feed to curious minds.
"We don't want to step on any toes while we're here," John stated and Parasini nodded.
"Tread lightly. The Board can bury you in litigation. You'd need an asari lawyer to see the case through," Parasini stated.
"Does she mean for complexity or duration?" Garrus muttered and Jane, coughed to cover a laugh.
"Duration," Liara stated, clearly missing the joke causing Ash to snort.
"We are trying to bring Dr. T'Soni here to meet with her mother. We were told Matriarch Benezia was here. How far behind her are we?" Jane asked.
"Lady Benezia passed through just a few days ago," Parasini stated looking curious herself.
"She is still here?" Liara quickly asked and Parasini nodded.
"We would like to rendezvous with her, would that be possible?" John asked.
"Benezia left for the Peak 15 research complex days ago. To the best of my knowledge, she's still there," Parasini said with a shrug.
"Could you tell us how to get there?" Jane asked and Parasini smirked. Something about that worried Jane.
"You'll need to ask Administrator Anoleis for clearance to leave this port," she said and Jane felt something problematic was coming their way.
"Where can we find the administrator?" Jane asked and Parasini smiled.
"His office is on the main level. Left at the top of the elevator," she said and Jane felt this would be a memorable meeting.
"Can you let us in now?" John asked and Parasini nodded.
"Of course. If you need any help, you can ask me at the administrator's office," she stated.
"John, you should take Liara and your group, I'll go see about getting our clearance," Jane stated and the two groups split.
~ * ~ * ~
“Well, this is exciting.” Wrex grumbled from where he was leaning against the wall. John rolled his eyes but said nothing as he continued waiting for Jane to finished her meeting with Anoleis.
“Sorry Wrex but whenever we can we have to try the diplomatic route.” John said. Wrex huffed but said nothing else. John turned to check on Kaidan and Tali. Tali herself seemed to be taking her lessons to heart and was keeping a careful eye from the bench she was sitting. Kaidan himself was sitting next to her, checking something on his omni-tool. John turned to his left where Liara was standing close by. The Asari was biting her lip, clearly conflicted about something.
“Everything okay, Liara?” John asked her quietly. Liara hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath before speaking.
“Shepard, I-I can't believe she's really here. I imagine you want to talk to me, Shepard. About my mother.” Liara said. John smiled and shook his head.
“No, I don't. I trust you, Liara. You may not be military, but you're part of my crew.” John replied. Liara seemed surprised and then she sighed in relief.
“Thank you, Shepard. That means a great deal to me.” Liara shared. John grinned at her.
“Now all you have to do is convince my sister. She may have to shoot you a few times with training rounds.”
Liara stared at him in shock for a few moments before she burst out laughing.
~ * ~ * ~
"I hate bureaucrats," Ash muttered as they entered.
"Join the club," Jane replied. "Now smile and act pleasant."
"Will do," Ash said.
"Do I have to smile?" Garrus asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Be pleasant," she replied.
"How may I help you," Parasini asked as they approached.
"I'd like to speak to Anoleis now," Jane stated.
"One moment, please. Mr. Anoleis?" Parasini called over her comm.
"Yes. What? What!" a voice impatiently demanded. Jane noted it was clearly Salarian and she shot a look to Garrus and Ash, both nodded.
"Commander Jane Shepard is asking to see you, sir," Parasini stated.
"Fine! Fine! Send her in," the voice did not sound happy and Parasini indicated with a hand for the group to go ahead. They entered and Jane noted the unique coloring of the salarian.
"You will excuse me if I don't stand up," Anoleis snapped and Jane got the distinct feeling that she was unwelcomed. "I have no time to entertain colonial rubes." Jane nearly laughed at that. Salarians could be rude at times, but that...that was intentional. She smiled and put on her sweetest farm girl smile.
"I'm here as a Spectre, not as a human. Keep that in mind," she said and she could practically feel the shock from Ash and Garrus. Jane wasn't going to fall into this bureaucrat's trap and she would counter him with as much raw sugar as she could, just to let him know, she was on to his lies.
"Believe me, that is foremost in my mind," Anoleis stated, his eyes narrowed on Jane. He had heard she was quick with a trigger, he had overlooked her analytical ability, clearly. "This greeting is a courtesy. I will only cooperate as required by the Executive Board. Businesses come here to avoid the second-guessing of galactic law. I will not allow you to harass our clients. This world is private property." Jane smiled wider, he was covering up something. This whole planet was probably filled with illegal activity. Wonderful.
"I am working an escort mission currently. I am trying to take Dr. Liara T'Soni to meet with her mother, Matriarch Benezia. We came here because we were informed she was here," Jane said.
"She arrived a few days ago, accompanied by a personal escort and some cargo. She is up at Peak 15," Anoleis stated.
"Do you happen to know what brought her out here?" Jane asked.
"If I knew, I wouldn't be at liberty to say. She came here as Agent Saren's executor," Anoleis stated and Jane's interest went up. "She's here on business for Binary Helix. There were issues at Peak 15 that required Saren's attention." Jane wanted to press more about Saren, but decided to go on for a moment about Benezia...particularly any weaponry she might have.
"What can you tell me about her cargo?" Jane asked.
"Large, heavy, and sealed. It passed weapons screening. Beyond that is not our concern," Anoleis said and Jane suspected that it was probably weaponry.
"What do you mean "personal escort? I only ask due to Dr. T'Soni's safety," Jane stated and Anoleis snorted.
"The phrase is self-explanatory. Bodyguards attending to the safety of her person. Mainly asari commandos," he stated and Garrus scoffed.
"Really, did they pass weapons screening?" he asked and Jane gave him a look.
"They followed all our regulations. I had no reason to forbid Lady Benezia from taking them," Anoleis looked annoyed.
"We would like to bring Dr. T'Soni to her mother, immediately."
"I'm afraid that you cannot. Peak 15 is a private facility in the Skadi Mountains. Regardless, there is a blizzard in the area. Shuttles are grounded, and surface access has been cut off," Anoleis stated and Jane fought the urge to frown but instead made her face overly curious.
"Do you regularly do business with Saren?" she asked.
"That's right, he's one of your Spectre compatriots. He's a major investor in Binary Helix corporation, which is one of Noveria's backers," Anoleis stated and Jane mentally smirked. So Saren was very involved with Binary Helix.
"Is Binary Helix developing weapons for him?" Jane asked doing her best to make it look like professional competition.
"It's possible, given his interests. What our clients do in their labs is their business," Anoleis stated and Jane fought the urge to smile. Saren was developing weaponry, good to know, time to let John in on developments. It was going to be hard to get to Peak 15. They needed to regroup.
"I guess we will have to wait then," Jane stated before turning around, well aware that Ash and Garrus were not pleased with this. As they were preparing to go Parasini looked at Jane.
"Commander Shepard...a moment?" she called. "You've never worked in the corporate world, have you, Commander? You can't bludgeon through bureaucracy." Jane smiled and nodded.
"So it would seem," she sighed before looking at Parasini. "I need an alternative." Parasini smiled before leaning over.
"Talk to Lorik Qui'in. You should be able to find him at the hotel bar," she suggested. "Can't say more. Not within earshot of Mr. Anoleis." Jane nodded before heading out to meet with John.
~ * ~ * ~
“Where’s John?” Jane asked. Kaidan rolled his eyes and gestured. Jane turned and saw John talking with a Hanar in an alcove not too far away with Liara and Wrex by him.
“That Hanar waved him over earlier as we were waiting. He asked Tali and I to wait for you.” Kaidan explained. Jane shot John a curious look as the little pow-wow seemed to break up and John came stomping over to them.
“A bad meeting?” Jane asked, amused. “Benezia is on Peak 15, getting there will be a challenge, but I have a lead on that. We need to meet a Lorik Qui’in in a bar on the next floor.”
“It wasn’t worth it.” John explained as they followed Jane. “Just some stupid Hanar who thought Spectres were also smugglers. He wanted me to sneak a package past security with my security clearance.”
"Huh...Hanar smugglers, will wonders never cease. I thought those guys were super religious, I guess the Enkindlers are okay with breaking the law then," Jane chuckled. Ash began to cough like she wasn’t trying not to laugh.
“Yeah well I’d rather not. The last thing I need is to sneak in a package and find out, ‘Oh you snuck in a terrorist bomb!’ or some stupid crap like that.” John snarled.
Jane just chuckled.
~ * ~ * ~
“My group will talk to this guy. You guys wait here.” Jane said not waiting for a response as she headed over to a Turian sitting by himself at a small table.
"Afternoon. Sit down, have a drink. What can I do for you?" Lorik purred and Jane blinked for a moment. An overly friendly turian...she thought Garrus was weird with being friendly period, maybe he wasn't in comparison.
"Are you Lorik Qui'in? I've heard you might be able to help me?" Jane said and was shocked with the turian's eyes played over her body. Was he...was he checking her out? It took all her will power not to give Garrus a look to verify that.
"You are the Spectre that just arrived...one of the set I should say. What could an old turian like me possibly help you with?" he asked. Jane wondered if it was just in her head but he was staring at her waist absently. Garrus coughed and Lorik's eyes moved up to meet Jane's. That was weird...that was really weird. She would definitely be asking Garrus about that later.
"I'm trying to find a way into the garage. I have places to go," Jane said and Lorik looked pleased.
"You need a pass. How foruitous," Lorik purred as he indicated that Jane sit. She did and he studied her face. "I'm the manager of the local Synthetic Insights office. For the moment, at least. Mr. Anoleis closed my office. He claims to be investigating reports of my corruption. The administrator is an interesting man. He has become quite wealthy since he took direct control of rents." Jane lent forward.
"I sense a connection there," she stated and Lorik smirked before leaning closer to her.
"Indeed," he purred. "I acquired evidence of Anoleis' actions. His hired goons are ransacking my office to find it. I suspect your goal lies outside this port. Mr. Anoleis would be disinclined to let you wander. If you recover the evidence from my office, I will give you my garage pass, as well as a sum of credits." Jane smirked, getting Anoleis in trouble sounded fun.
"You have a plan?" she asked and Lorik purred.
"I do. However, there is one other - what is that charming human expression? "Fly in the lotion?" Violence against Mr. Anoleis' thugs may be necessary. He has members of Hanshan's security team searching my offices," Lorik stated and Jane wanted to chuckle at the lotion and ointment mistake but a shot at Anoleis and his corrupt group was more tempting. "He is paying them under the table. Ms. Matsuo is unaware of their outside employment." Jane nodded.
"I'll focus on trying to get your evidence. If I'm lucky, I won't have to fight anyone," Jane sighed, she was rarely lucky when it came to this scenario.
"Excellent. Here is my pass into our offices. It will activate the elevator," Lorik stated offering a card to Jane between his two fingers. As Jane took the card Lorik's thumb ran over her fingers as she pulled it out of his hand. She nearly jumped as she locked eyes with him. "The evidence is on my office computer. This OSD contains an encryption key to access it. Slide it into the drive and it will auto-execute." Jane didn't want to take it so she held out her hand. He slid his talons over her palm before dropping it into her hand. Oh yeah, this was flirting. Poor Lorik had no idea he was not only flirting with a human who could barely flirt with other humans, but he was also flirting with a human who had never even considered flirting with a turian. Jane nodded at him before heading back to John.
~ * ~ * ~
“Well that was interesting.” Jane stated, amusement hidden in her voice. John shot Garrus a look.
“What happened?” John asked. Garrus shifted uncomfortably.
“He hit on me.” Jane chuckled. John jerked as if he was struck and made choking sound.
“That’ll teach you ask questions when your sister did the interrogating, Skipper.” Ashley said, laughing.
“This way we have to go to his office to get some OSDs.” Jane said, leading the way. It was silent for a few minutes as everyone seemed to be gathering their thoughts.
“Well, if he’s not acceptable mate why didn’t you shoot him or at least stab him?” Wrex asked in sincere curiosity.
Tali shot the Krogan a shocked look as Kaidan and Ashley both burst out laughing. John covered his eyes with the palm of one hand and Garrus looked at Jane in alarm.
“Wrex,” Liara began gently, “...human females don’t do that to males who offend them like your females do.” Garrus sighed in relief.
“Ah.” Wrex said. It was silent for a few moments longer as the elevator reached the bottom and they headed for Qui’in’s office. “Maybe she should start and set an example for other human females?”
"I'm not that bad," Jane muttered, blushing slightly.
"You shot me recently," John pointed out.
"You are my brother, you don't count anyway," Jane huffed.
~ * ~ * ~
The group exited the elevator and blinked when they saw the two security officers.
"Freeze! Hanshan security. This office is sealed," the woman stated and Jane raised an eyebrow as she approached. Sometimes honest was the best policy.
"Lorik Qui'in gave me a pass in," Jane stated and the woman blinked before sharing a look with her turian coworker.
"Qui'in? Are you working for him? He's under investigation," the woman stated and Jane smirked.
"Anoleis is paying you to shake this place down. Does Captain Matsuo know you're here?" Jane asked and the guard backtracked.
"Hey, I'm not the one who wants Qui'in. Anoleis has a varren up his ass about this guy," she stated. "How about this? You pretend you didn't see us, we'll pretend we didn't see you." She walked toward the elevator. The group watched her leave.
"I never get tired of seeing you clear away guards without firing a shot," John chuckled.
"It's a gift," Jane stated. "You stay here and intercept any backup and I'll take Garrus and Ash to get the data."
"Done," John stated and the three headed up the steps. Toward the office.
"Okay, I'm just coming out and saying it, that dude was a freaky turian," Ash stated and Jane nodded.
"I'm pretty sure he wanted to get freaky with me...but I keep hoping I just don't understand turian body language," Jane stated as she opened the door to the office. The two women looked at Garrus.
"What? Do I look like I understand the inner workings of all turian minds?" he asked and the women shared a look.
"You are a male turian," Jane pointed out as she approached the computer.
"You also did that cough people do when someone else is doing something rude," Ash pointed out.
"He was oogling...in public...my commanding officer," Garrus huffed.
"He was staring at my waist," Jane stated.
"What else would...wait...what would a human male oggle then?" Garrus asked and the two women shared a look. "You know, never mind. I don't want to talk about this anymore."
"Whatever he was staring at...is mine nice?" Jane asked and Ash snorted a laugh. "Wouldn't you want to know?"
"I guess," Ash chuckled. "I just never considered showing off my attractive to turian bits before."
"Will you two stop this horrifying line of conversation if I answer?" Garrus groaned.
"Yes," both human women chirped.
"Yes to both of you, it was rude and I don't want to think too much about it...it's just...deviant," Garrus muttered. Guns were fired below.
"Some of the dirty guards, not an issue," John's voice called over the comms and the two women shared a look.
"Would you date a turian?" Jane asked.
"I never thought about interspecies dating," Ash stated and Garrus groaned by the door. "What about you?"
"I'm a biotic, asari are on us like flies on shit. They love biotic humans...unfortunately for them, I'm not into asari," Jane stated.
"Liara must be so disappointed," Ash teased.
"Doubt it," Garrus muttered and the two human women shared a look before laughing. "Ugh...humans."
~ * ~ * ~
“Do all missions usually turn out like this? A lot of sneaking around and waiting for things to get done?” Tali asked. John shrugged. He was leaning against the wall as they wait for Jane, Garrus and Ash to finish getting the data from Qui’in’s office.
“Only the good ones.” John said. “To be honest I like to avoid firefights if I can. The less I get into, the more chance my squad has of making it home alive.”
“Yes but it doesn’t make the job fun.” Wrex grumbled as the elevator doors slid open, revealing the blonde woman from the docking bay leading a squad of heavily armed men.
“You may get your wish, Wrex.” John muttered, pushing away from the wall. He tapped the inside of his left wrist with his fingers, click one way comm channel to his sister.
“I don’t think you’re supposed to be in here Shepard.” The blonde snarled.
~ * ~ * ~
Jane was pulling the OSD off the computer when her mic clicked on and the three snipers quickly went into work mode. They shared a look. Garrus quickly pushed the door to manual, Jane put her rifle up to her shoulder as Ash and Garrus opened the door. It was silent. They quickly dropped down and moved onto the walkway. Jane pointed up at the ceiling, the glass skylights showed a blurry view but it was easy enough to identify the enemy in their black armor. Jane indicated that Ash stay on the walkway while she and Garrus continued. Jane tapped Garrus on the shoulder and indicated he go to the top of the stairs before she moved to the edge of the balcony.
~ * ~ * ~
“And what of it?” John asked. He raised his hands up is a friendly gestured but made sure his left hand had all of the fingers pressed together with no gaps. “You have me at a disadvantage miss..?”
“Oh now you’re going to show some respect? I’m Sergeant Kaira Stirling, Elanus Risk Control Services. Anoleis would just put you off world, but not me. Do you know what we do to cop killers?” Kaira snarled.
“Your guys were here because of bribe money. You expect us to feel bad for stopping you?” Tali snapped.
“John we have them insight. Just give us a signal.” Jane replied over the comms and John smirked.
“I didn’t want to fight them they fired first. Besides you really should be worried about yourselves first.” John retorted.
“What the hell do you mean by that?” Kaira snarled and blinked as she saw the lights from a sniper’s scope settle on her and her squad.
“You have two options.” John explained. “Either you surrender now and go to jail or I let my sister give you a new hole in your head. You have ten seconds to decide.”
“I don’t need to decide, op-” In the middle of her retorted John made a fist with his left hand. Jane, Ash, and Garrus’s rifles roared and the squad dropped.
~ * ~ * ~
"Can we please go now," Garrus sighed as the group from upstairs came down and John gave Jane a look.
"We are just talking about human-turian relations, which moved into human-asari relations," Jane stated.
"Oh fascinating area of discussion. I would be more than happy to add what I know to the discourse," Liara stated and Ash and Jane began to laugh while Garrus glared at them.
"Liara...I don't think it was about what you think it was about," John stated, giving Jane a warning look.
"I don't get it," Tali stated.
"Neither does Liara," Kaidan chuckled.
"I'd love to bring in Krogan relations," Wrex purred and Jane and Ash were laughing as they entered the elevator.
"Please, I want to work with anyone but them," Garrus stated to John as he followed him into the elevator.
"I want to know what this is about," John stated and Garrus shook his head.
"Trust me...you don't," he muttered.
~ * ~ * ~
As the group exited the elevator Parasini was waiting for them.
"Commanders. There've been reports of noise from the Synthetic Insights office. Would you know anything about it?" she asked.
"Probably Anoleis' thugs ripping that place apart," Jane suggested helpfully and Parasini gave her a look.
"Smartass, hm? That's fine. I can work with that," Parasini stated. "Meet me at the hotel for a drink, before you talk to Qui'in. I'll be waiting." She marched off and there was a look between John and Jane.
"We got the pass through Qui'in right?" John asked and Jane smirked.
"I want to see what Parasini is bringing to the table," she replied.
"Fine," John sighed and the two led the way to the bar. Parasini was sitting by a table. "Keep it so Qui'in doesn't see us."
"Done," Wrex stated.
"I'm worried that he volunteered," Jane stated absently.
"So am I, let's talk," John stated and the twins moved to the table. Parasini gave them a calculated look.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself. Parasini, Noveria Internal Affairs," she stated and Jane grinned.
"Oh...I like where this is going," Jane stated.
"Why is an Internal Affairs agent here?" John asked.
"The Executive Board knows about Anoleis' corruption. I've been undercover for six months," Parasini explained. "I want you to convince Qui'in to testify before the Board. With his evidence, this planet can run profitably again."
"We need Qui'in's garage pass to get Liara to her mother," Jane stated.
"You help my investigation, I'll provide whatever you need. Favor for a favor," Parasini replied.
"You know this case better than me," John stated and Jane smiled.
"I am more than willing to help bring Anoleis down," Jane stated. "Hell, I'm even willing to talk that xenophile, Qui'in, into testifying for you." Parasini looked shocked.
"Really...thank you. I wasn't sure a Spectre would be willing to help. Your peers aren't known for following rules," Parasini stated and Jane shrugged.
"We didn't seeing as we raided Qui'in's office," Jane pointed out and Parasini nodded.
"You know where I work. Come talk to me once you know if he'll play ball," Parasini stated. The twins watched Parasini leave before John gave Jane a look.
"What did you mean xenophile?" he asked and Jane blinked.
"When Qui'in was checking me out it made Garrus very uncomfortable," Jane stated and John made a face. "Nope. You will only make Qui'in clam up, I'll see if I can't get him to agree."
"No offense, but I've seen you try to flirt," John stated.
"I wasn't planning on seducing the guy. I mean really John, I've never even considered an interspecies relationship...hell, I can't even manage to get a date with my own species," Jane chuckled.
Jane was quick to cross the bar and sit down with Qui'in alone. The turian looked her over.
"Always a pleasure, Spectre. Any news on that matter I asked you to look into?" Qui'in asked.
"I finished the job. But an Internal Affairs investigator contacted me. She wants you to testify against Anoleis," Jane stated. Qui'in pulled back and his eyes narrowed at her.
"Now that you have my property, you want to dictate how I use it? I have no interest in a public spectacle," he snapped and Jane looked at him before holding up the OSD.
"I don't intend to give your information away, I just want to point out. Everyone on this station is chafing under Anoleis' extortion. You could very well end up the hero who brought him down," Jane stated. Qui'in didn't move to take the OSD.
"My employers rely on the goodwill of the Executive Board to work here," Qui'in sighed.
"I'm sure the Executive Board would regard you with extremely good will if you were to get a parasite like Anoleis off their station," Jane replied and Qui'in chuckled as he looked her over.
"All right. It is obvious that I cannot dissuade you," he purred and Jane placed the OSD into his hand.
"Thank you, Lorik," she said and he chuckled.
"I hope I don't regret this...Jane," he replied as she got up. He caught her hand and put the OSD back into it. Jane headed back to where the others were waiting and filled them in on the plan.
“This is going to be so much fun to watch.” Garrus said happily as everyone headed for Aneleis’s office to give Parasini the news.
“Did you do this often in C-Sec?” Tali asked curiosly. John shot Garrus a look, interested as well.
“Oh hell yes. The excuses they come up with why they did it are just so laughable. I even caught one guy who did it because he was bored. It's even more fun when you nail an Asari doing something. They're smug, they tend to think they’ll get away with it because of their longer life span. More experience or some other crap.” Garrus said.
~ * ~ * ~
Jane and the group entered and Parasini gave her a look. Jane smiled.
"Spectres, have you given any more consideration to my offer?" Parasini asked.
"It took minor persuasion, but Qui'in has agreed to testify," Jane stated and Parasini smiled.
"That's a world of stress off my back. I'll take the evidence for safe transport," Parasini stated and Jane handed over Qui'in's OSD. "I didn't think you'd help me. Being a Spectre and all. I guess some of you can be all right."
"Well, maybe we are planning on giving Spectres a better name," Jane said. "Besides, doesn't this help you? You don't seem particularly happy."
"I'm ecstatic. But right now, I just feel like a long day of work is ending," Parasini sighed. "While you were working on Qui'in, I got you a garage pass. Be careful up there. I have an arrest to make. Wish I had time to change into something easy to move in. I hate skirts."
"We should go," Liara stated as Parasini headed to Anoleis' office.
"Wait for it," Jane purred and the group moved to the side. It didn't take long for Parasini to begin frog marching Anoleis out.
"This is an outrage! I'll see that you never work in this sector again!" Anoleis cried as he was dragged across the room.
"Yeah, yeah. Get a move on," Parasini snarled before Anoleis caught Jane's eyes.
"You! Shepard! I demand you place this bitch under arrest!" Anoleis cried and Jane smiled as she crossed her arms and shook her head.
"You have the right to remain silent. I wish to God you'd exercise it," Parasini stated. "See you around the galaxy, Commander. I owe you a beer." Jane waved.
"Awww, you made a friend," John teased and Jane chuckled.
"Two if I heard right," Wrex added and Jane laughed as she twirled their garage pass around her fingers.
~ * ~ * ~
“That was kind of fun.” Tali said as they entered the parking garage. Garrus chuckled.
“We helped take down a corrupt bureaucrat. Not much else beats the feeling you get watching the smug drop from off their faces as the cuffs go on.” Garrus said happily.
“What about sex?” Jane asked. John glared at her but she just smiled at him. Garrus laughed.
“I did say not much else.” Garrus replied.
“Listen y-”
“Quiet.” Wrex rumbled. The krogran’s head was cocked. “Do you hear that?” Everyone paused as mechanical whirs and clicks began to sound in the garage bay.
“What is that?” Liara mumbled. John shot Tali a look. The Quarian was listening as well.
“I think it's Geth.” She replied just before a Geth sniper’s laser sight began to shine.
“Down, down, down!” John ordered. The squad scattered for cover just moments before Geth began to open fire. He found himself pinned down by large Mako in one end.
“I’m guessing these are what the matriarch had in the crates she brought with her.” Tali replied from her position next to John.
“There’s a Destroyer at the far end!” Jane called out from somewhere behind him. John let out a curse. That could be bad.
“Take out the basic Geth units first!” John snapped over comms. “Weaken it first by taking out its support." A few moments after he barked his orders his helmet began to beep, indicating a private com signal. He grumbled about who would communicate like that during a firefight but clicked the channel open.
"John, you are talking down to the team. Save for Tali and Liara all of us have firefight experience, plus Tali has better knowledge of the Geth than you. I know you want to teach Liara, but Tali and I have already gone over Geth attack strategies with her. Command us like a combat team you trust, not like a teacher favoring the weakest student in the class," Jane stated and John nearly paused. Jane was right, he was showing Liara too much consideration and he was going to make the rest of the team think he didn't trust them in the field. He thought for a moment before switching back into the team line.
"Wrex, keep it busy until the other Geth units are down!” John ordered. Wrex answer was to roar and go barreling into the Geth Destroyer, sending it skidding along with deck.
“Not what I had in mind but that works too.” John said. He yanked his assault rifle to bare and popped up behind one of the tires to gun down a Geth that was moving towards them. Just as it went down in spray of white fluid, Tali tackled him from behind just a Geth rocket shot past them.
“Thanks, Tali.” John said as they scrambled for cover behind a nearby crate.
“No problem Commander.” Tali said tossing a grenade over the box to explode by a cluster of Geth.
“John, we have a problem with that Destroyer!” Jane called out.
“How so?” John asked. His answer came in the form of Wrex being thrown through the air, slamming into the large mako, and bouncing off it to hit the ground. Wrex lay still for a moment before Liara took a hold of the Krogan in a biotic pull, tugging him to her behind a pile of crates. John saw Garrus with her and provided cover fire as the Asari tended to wound Krogan.
“If it's still so powerful I think the other Geth programs transferred to it before their platforms were destroyed!” Tali responded.
“They can do that?” Kaidan replied, hitting the destroyer with a biotic throw. The Destroyer skidded back a few feet.
“It's rare but it does happen!” Tali retorted ducking down as the Destroyer sent a missile their way.
“Any fusions cells or fuel tanks in the area?” John asked. He popped up to throw a few grenades but the Geth shot them out of the air.
“A few!’ Ashley said. “I’m at the far end and I see three scatter about by the end near a second mako!”
“There’s a few scattered about hear this end as well Commanders!” Liara revealed.
“Liara, Kaidan, Jane! Each of you pick one and throw the damn thing into the Destroyer!”
“Got it! Alenko take the one by the left hand side of the door. T’Soni take the one by John. I've got the one to the right of the door!” Jane ordered. "Count down together, Biotics!"
“Affirmative!”
“Yes sir!”
“One, two three!” the three shouted. The biotic members who were not injured, all popped up at the same time. They each grabbed a container with a biotic field and threw them into the Geth Destroyer. They impacted at roughly the same time and the explosion sent pieces of the Geth everywhere.
“Well done, everyone.” John said as they regrouped around Wrex, who was sitting up and rubbing his skull.
“We should have expected something like this.” Jane muttered and John sighed as Captain Matsuo came storming in with a squad.
“I wonder what other surprises are going to come up?”
“What did you do here Commanders?” Matsuo demanded angrily.
“Us? We were just cleaning up some interesting cargo that made it through your weapons screening. Geth are tricky little AI's you never know where they are going to show up," Jane stated
“Geth? You expect me to-” Matsuo trailed off as she took in the scene behind them particularly the scattered debris and Geth head not too far from them. “Where did they come from?”
“If I were to guess,” Tali said. “...the Matriarch brought them in the shipping containers she arrived with.”
“I don’t believe that.” Matsuo protested. “We did thorough scans of those. There were no power sources, no element zero masses… If Benezia-sama’s containers were packed with these things, there are many more out there.”
“We’ve fought Geth before.” John said to reassure the security Chief. “Most likely they’ll stay clustered on the route to Peak 15. We should wipe most of them out on the way there.”
“I appreciate that, Commanders. My people are good, but few of them have combat experience.” Matsuo said and sighed. “I have to report to the Executive Board. If word gets out about loose Geth, there may be an investor panic.”
“This will be part of my report to the Council but I’ll try to stress the urge to keep this quiet.” John said and Matsuo smiled happily before heading off.
"You think she's going to update her security screenings?" Jane asked, kicking a chunk of the Destroyer away.
"I suspect the company that makes that system is going to get sued," John nodded.
~ * ~ * ~
"Alright team, since our Geth welcoming party in the garage, I think we all agree that Benezia has probably stationed Geth to defend the route to Peak 15," Jane stated as they approached the mako. "John, you drive and Tali, you will sit up front with him."
"Why?" Tali asked.
"You know what the signs of Geth are. You tell John, he stops and the sniper team with get out," Jane stated.
"So we're going to play in the snow?" Garrus asked and Jane smirked.
"That's why we have matching Devlon armor," Jane stated. "Environmental Hazard guaranteed. Snipers, we will do our best. However, if we find we cannot take the enemies, we radio in for back up. Liara and Alenko will get out and back us up while John uses the Mako as the massive weapon it is."
"I want in on this," Wrex purred.
"Then you can take guns while John drives," Jane stated.
"Our armor isn't going to help us, Wrex," Tali stated and Wrex huffed.
"You can play with the guns the whole time, Wrex," Jane stated and the krogan chuckled.
"You sure you want to do that?" Garrus asked and Jane smirked.
"Wrex can prove himself by hitting something while John is driving," she replied as the team got into the Mako.
~ * ~ * ~
The first sign of Geth had the three snipers in the snow crawling to a vantage point.
"Have I mentioned how much I hate the cold," Garrus stated.
"You also come from a planet with enough radiation to mutate the rest of the known intelligent species," Jane replied as the sniper team crawled on their bellies up the hill.
"They have an armature," Ash commented.
"We have explosive ammunition," Jane replied.
"When did we get that?" Garrus asked.
"When I found out we were going up against a research lab, explosions make most opponents think twice about attacking," Jane stated. "Name your targets."
~ * ~ * ~
The Mako stopped out of range of the Geth turrets and John turned to look at the snipers.
"We're not getting out of the mako," Jane stated.
"You could take them," John chuckled as Wrex fired again and again.
"Once you destroy the turrets, we'll talk, otherwise I'm not moving," Garrus stated.
"Lead by example John," Jane teased as Wrex used the mako's rockets to the best of his ability.
~ * ~ * ~
The group was preparing to enter the Peak 15 facility. As the garage door opened the group stared at the Geth for a second before both Shepards leapt into the garage, ducking behind crates on opposite sides of the door.
"Commanders!" Liara cried.
"I am getting tired of Geth," Jane muttered as she quickly stood up and sent a singularity to keep the Juggernaut busy.
"Alenko, T'Soni, keep the snipers safe with barriers!" Jane ordered.
"Following that train of thought," John chuckled. "Garrus, Ash. Take the little guys, Jane, Wrex, and I will take the big one."
"Right behind you, Shepards," Wrex laughed.
"Now!" John cried.
~ * ~ * ~
“How did Benezia get all of these Geth through security?” Jane muttered. John shrugged as they entered the airlocks for the peak 15 facility.
“Who knows? Maybe she snuck some in with some covert air drops?” John replied.
“Why are these turrets facing the wrong way?” Garrus mused. John stopped and stared.
“Huh.”
“Maybe they were positioned to keep something in, rather than to keep some one out.” Wrex said.
“Oh that’s a cheery thought.” Ashley muttered as they loaded onto the elevator. The ride up was relatively quiet until they got out. After a short walk down a small hallway the door opened to a massive room.
“Geth!” John called as they quickly caught sight of them. The team quickly put them down but was worse was the clicking and screeching sounds coming from the ventilation system.
“I don’t think I want to know what that is.” Jane mumbled.
“You’re about to find out.” John replied as the vent moved and a large insect creature slithered out. It had tentacles waving in the air and dozens of little green ones came scurrying behind it.
“Spiders, spiders, spiders, spiders, spiders!” Tali suddenly cried out in horror. John blinked as every scream of “spiders” was accompanied by a blast from Tali’s shotgun. The green swarm was quick blasted into paste and the rest of the squad had no problem quickly taking out the larger one.
“Tali? You okay?” Jane asked, concerned. Tali took a deep, shuttering breath.
“I hate spiders.” She explained. John burst out laughing.
“I think we all know that now.” Jane said gently, but her lips were twitching as she tried to suppress a smile.
“Those things….I think they may have been Rachni.” Wrex grumbled. Most of the squad turned to stare at him in shock.
“Wrex-Wrex are you sure?” John demanded. Wrex grunted.
“As I can be Shepard. The Rachni War was before my time but I’d have to say they were. They fit the stories I was told as a child,” Wrex explained.
“Shit!” John snapped, running a hand over his head in frustration. “This what they were so worried about us finding up here!”
“We need to tell the Council. They must know what is going on here.” Liara exclaimed.
“To hell with that! We need to wipe them out before Binary Helix unleashes them!” Ashley exclaimed.
“Enough!” Jane cut in. “All this speculation isn’t doing us much good. We need to restore the tram service and then get to the main facility. Agreed?”
Most everyone grumbled their agreement.
“Move out, a keep your eyes open.” John ordered.
~ * ~ * ~
"Looks like the VI is down," Tali stated as they approached the end of the hallway.
"That shuts down elevators and the tram," Jane sighed.
"I can fix it," Tali stated and the Shepards let her ride the service elevator down into the core.
“Everyone spread out and secure the area while we wait. Do weapon checks and make sure heat sinks are functioning properly.” John ordered as the two Shepards took up guard posts by the core access.
"John, you need to cut it with the rookie talk," Jane whispered, giving John a look and he winced. He had done it again. "She's a strong biotic, she's almost to my level with minor training. Trust her and trust us. If you have to mentor anyone, it should be Tali, she's got the least experience. Hell John, Liara is a century older than us."
"I know. Bet you whoever locked off the VI did something else." John said in an attempt to change the topic.
"John, we are currently following an Asari Matriarch and a battalion of Asari commandos. I'm pretty sure they did more than just turn off the VI," Jane said with a shake of her head.
“How’s going down there Tali?” John called down.
“So far so good Commanders! If this wire will just-” Tali was cut off by a loud snap and an electrical crackle. “AH! BOSHTET! That hurt!”
“Tali, you okay?” Jane said, concerned. Tali’s reply was a long string of what she assumed was Quarian swearing.
“Yeah she’s fine.” John said, grinning. A few moments later the VI kicked on, quickly revealing that the landlines on the roof needed to be fix as well as the reactors needed to be put back together. Tali re-appeared a few moments later. Both Shepards listened to the VI for a few minutes before exchanging a look.
"I'll take the reactor," John stated.
"I better go with you," Tali added and Jane fought a smirk.
"Alenko and Garrus need to be with me on the roof then, I rather have more tech training than just mine up there," Jane stated.
"Okay team, Wrex you better stay with me seeing as the roof team will be outside," John stated and Wrex grumbled. The two teams broke.
~ * ~ * ~
"I'm glad you had Tali," Jane stated as she looked at the Rachni juice staining her armor as they regrouped a few minutes later.
"I'm glad you had medium armor," John replied.
"I wish I got to fight Rachni," Wrex pouted.
"Oh Wrex, I'm sure we haven't seen the last of them," Jane stated as she comforted Wrex with a pat on the hump. "Tell you what. I'll let you fight them alone."
"Ah, you might just be my favorite human," Wrex chuckled as they headed to the tram.
~ * ~ * ~
The tram stopped and the group looked around.
"Anyone else notice that those doors are locked?" Kaidan asked.
"That's promising," Jane muttered. "Looks like the elevator to the upper level is clear," she said before John hit the button.
"How much do rachni eat?" John wondered.
"A lot," Wrex growled. They rode up in silence, listening to the rattle and scraping that had nothing to do with the elevator.
"Just throwing this out, but that is really creepy," Garrus stated and the group nodded. The doors opened the team's weapons were met by a scrappy barricade a human stood up.
"Stand down, I'm Captain Ventralis, Peak 15 security. Sorry. We couldn't be sure what was on the tram," he said.
"I'd only be upset if they had fired," John said as he stepped forward.
"Even hopped up on stims, my people know the rule. Two legs good, four legs bad," Ventralis said. "Look. You're human, and that's enough that I won't shoot. But I'd like to know who you are."
"My name's Shepard, this is my sister and our team. My sister and I are Spectres," John said and Ventralis' eyes shone with recognition. He nodded.
"Huh. I won't look a heavily-armed horse in the mouth," he said. "The aliens overran the hot labs last week. Only Han Olar got out, and he ain't all there anymore. The first we knew, the bastards were clawing into my command post. We had a lot more staff then."
"You were taken by surprise and had civilians to protect. You did a good job, Captain," Jane said. She saw the familiar light of a person who tried hard, but couldn't save everyone.
"Yeah? Sure as hell doesn't feel like it," Ventralis said, the defeat apparent in his tone.
"It never does," Jane replied and Ventralis looked at her a moment before seeing her own survivor's guilt in her eyes.
"The board sent an asari to clean up the mess. She went to the hot labs yesterday. We haven't heard from her since," he said quickly getting to business.
"We're not going to let any of your people die," John said and Jane fought the urge to give her brother a look. Promises like that were very hard to keep.
"All I can do is hold out here and protect the civilians," Ventralis sighed. "There's an emergency elevator out by the trams. This card will let you activate it. It can take you down to the hot labs. Oh, if you need any first aid, Dr. Cohen's downstairs in the med bay."
"Well, we have work to do," John said.
"Yeah, I hear..." Ventralis was interrupted by rachni screaming. "Hell! Man the perimeter!"
"Don't worry," Jane stated as she pulled her weapon. "We have a krogan." Wrex let out an impressive war cry as the first rachni emerged from the grate. The rest of the team split up and began to attack. The fight was over quickly.
"Thanks for the help. Every few hours, a group comes up the tram tunnel. It's actually better since we locked down the elevator," Ventralis sighed.
"We'll do whatever we can," Jane said.
"I don't know why they keep throwing themselves against our defenses. Even animals should learn not to stick their noses where it hurts," he said. Jane patted John's shoulder.
"We need to stock up on medi-gel, just in case. I’ll go talk to the doctor," Jane said.
~ * ~ * ~
“Okay people spread out and find out what you can.” John ordered. Liara and Wrex heading to gather intel as the others followed Jane down. John saw an Asari who was staring off into space and approached her. As he got closer she seemed to focus and gave John a bored look.
“What?’ she grumbled. John sighed to himself.
“I’m just trying to find out the current situation.” John explained. “Are you a member of the science teams?”
“Recently transferred.” The Asari grumbled. John glanced to his right and saw Liara haggling with an Elcor over some mods and Wrex stomping away from a Salarian who was currently gibbering in terror. Deciding he’d have better luck with her, even if she seemed to be a foul mood.
“You seem less upset about this situation than the others.” John observed and the Asari rolled her eyes.
“That is one of the virtues of the meditation you interrupted.” She snarked. John sighed again.
“Do you know Matriarch Benezia?” John asked, hoping to find some info as to where the Matriarch was.
“Do you know President Huerta of Earth?” the Asari retorted. When John scowled she smirk. “I did not think so.”
“Benezia passed through here.” John explained, tightly. “You didn’t see her?”
“I saw her. You asked if I knew her. I do not.” The Asari replied and John clenched a fist.
“That’s all for now, thank you for your time ma’am.” John said, moving away. He ignored her last cutting remark and went to see what mods Liara had managed to obtain.
~ * ~ * ~
Jane headed downstairs with Ash, Kaidan, Tali, and Garrus, all members who had used up their medi-gel. They entered the medical area.
"What? What do you want?" Dr. Cohen asked and Jane blinked. He looked like he was dealing with several people who were sick, not rachni attacked.
"Were they attacked by the aliens?" Jane asked, cautious not to call the rachni by name to the staff.
"They're suffering from a toxin. There was an accident," Dr. Cohen sighed. "I-I have a non-disclosure agreement. I shouldn't discuss it with anyone outside of the company."
"But you're going to, because I might be able to help," Jane said and Dr. Cohen looked at her for a moment.
"I'd like to think the company finds our lives more valuable than their secrets," he said but it was clear he wasn't convinced. "You know Mira? The VI for Peak 15? She handles the safety protocols for our experiments here."
"Tali here reactivated her on our way through Central Station," Jane said, giving the quarian a nod of acknowledgement.
"That was you? I'm grateful. Until she came online, the automatic equipment wouldn't work," Dr. Cohen cried. "We lost the connection to Mira in the middle of an experiment, and the quarantine failed. These three were exposed to a toxin. Something we were working on."
"I understand your caution, but I need details. What you say won't go beyond these walls," Jane said. She would help, but she needed to know what she was getting into.
"It's a bio-weapon. Based on an exotic life-form discovered on the frontier. They wanted something that could kill the creature," he explained. "But there was no profit in something that kills one species on the frontier. We kept working on it. Adapted it to affect more species. Thoros-B is highly infectious, but it can't pass from one person to another. Like a biowar attack without a pandemic spread." Jane blinked. Biowar was dangerous, to prevent the spread would make biological weapons more effective, she didn't like that.
"Things like that never get out of control," Ash huffed, the sarcasm clear in her voice. Jane agreed with the tone.
"Militaries, governments, they'll get this kind of weapon one way or another. We're trying to limit the damage. I know you can't see that," Dr. Cohen said. He clearly believed in his work, Jane just saw the danger in it.
"There's a reason the Citadel Conventions forbid bioweapons, Doctor," Jane stated and he gave her a look.
"I didn't expect you'd understand," he said. "Our notes and equipment are locked in the quarantine labs. Captain Ventralis doesn't want to risk more contamination."
"I'll talk to him. Maybe I can convince him to let me try," Jane said.
"I can't ask you to do this officially. But if you can do anything, I'd appreciate it," he said.
"Talk to you later," Jane said before heading up stairs.
"I hope you can do something," Dr. Cohen sighed. The group headed upstairs.
~ * ~ * ~
“Something you need?” Ventralis asked, as they met up with the security chief.
“We heard about the problems in the quarantine lab. We’d like to try and recover the toxin cure.” John explained. Jane nodded in agreement.
“God. I wish we could help those guys. I really do. But we can't risk contamination now.” Ventralis explained. Jane and John nodded but neither agreed with that assessment.
We're not part of you defense plans. We're consuming extra rations, extra medi-gel...” Jane pointed out. Ventralis frowned.
“Yeah. But you also have extra guns.” He sighed. “All right. You want to gamble with your life, you're not under my command. I'll have the guard let you in, but he'll lock the door behind you. He'll run a full scan before he'll let you out. If there are any anomalies, you stay in there.”
“Sounds fair to me.” John agreed. Jane offered her hand and Ventralis shook on it.
“I'll radio ahead to let the guard know. Good luck you two.”
“We don’t need luck, we’re the Shepards.” John called back over his shoulder as they headed back in. Jane cuffed him upside the back of his head. The trip down stairs to lab was quiet. John was grinning happily while Jane was giving him an annoyed look at his last remarks to Ventralis. When the reach the door way, they noticed a Volus milling around by the entrance. Jane headed over to speak to him.
“You came to find out about them, didn't you?” the Volus asked. Jane nodded.
“I need to know more about those things out there.” Jane asked, specifically leaving out their suspicions.
“About the rachni?” the Volus weezed.
“I knew it.” Wrex growled.
“What do you know about them? Who are you?” John asked as the others gathered around them.
“My name is Han, Earth-clan.” The Volus explained. “The krogan wiped them out a thousand years ago. They found it in a derelict ship. An egg. Waiting since the last battles. They brought it here...”
“Shut up!” a human scientist shouted from a corner. “God. You want to get us killed?”
“I don't have any control over who lives or dies here. Do you?” Han retorted.
“If you're going to be crazy, be the quiet kind.” A Turian scientist joined in.
“Crazy?” Han mused. “I'm sane. God, am I sane.”
“You’re not crazy.” Jane re-assured him. “We believe it's Rachni as well.”
“Anything else you can tell us about the rachni?” Tali asked.
“I told you all I can.” Han mumbled. “We brought the rachni back from the dead. In retrospect, a bad decision.”
John shook his head as the Volus wandered off, mumbling to himself.
“Poor bastard.” Jane muttered. John agreed.
~ * ~ * ~
The team approached the door and the turian security guard stared at them.
"You're not part of the crew," he snapped.
"We're the Shepards, we're Spectres, sent by the Citadel," Jane stated.
"There aren't any human Spectres," the guard said in a snide tone. Jane gave John a look.
"Guess they don't get the latest news vids up here," he chuckled.
"Look the plague doesn't care who you are. This lab is under quarantine," the guard snapped and Jane rolled her eyes.
"We have Ventralis' permission to go in there," John stated and the guard blinked.
"Yeah, he radioed," the guard replied sheepishly. "He also said you have to prove you're not contaminated to get out." The last bit was sharp and Jane fought the smirk as the guard unlocked the door. "You got a death wish, you should stand watches on the barricade."
"Nice guy," Ash muttered and Jane snickered as they entered the lab.
"Alright, let's produce this cure," Jane sighed. "Find the research notes and we find the cure." The group quickly began exploring the lab.
"I found it," Liara stated. "It will be easy to make."
"Good eyes," John stated as Liara headed over to the mixing station and began producing the cure.
"I'm glad we can help those poor researches. Maybe they'll think twice about biological weapons," Jane sighed.
"You really think that?" Ash asked.
"No...but I can hope, can't I?" Jane asked and Kaidan smiled at her.
"It's a good thought, Commander," he said and Jane smiled.
"Done," Liara cried just as she held up the cure the door opened and Alestia entered followed by several geth units and an asari commando.
"Your mission ends here, Shepards," she said and Jane looked at John.
"Friend of yours?" she asked.
"I just met her," John stated.
"What the hell?" Ash cried.
"What happened to Ventralis' man?" John demanded.
"I didn't have permission to come in. He got in my way," Alestia stated in a jovial tone. "I was ordered to eliminate you, should the opportunity arise. And here you are, trapped in this lab." John and Jane shared a look at the 'trapped' part of her speech. "Weapons free!" Jane struck first, throwing a singularity right into the heart of the group.
"I love doing that," she stated as she pulled up her pistol and the team unloaded into their attackers. The group was dead very quickly and the team exited the room. Garrus knelt by the turian security guard and then looked at the Shepards shaking his head. Jane noticed Han waving at her.
"They came out of there," he stated pointing to a door.
"You mean the geth the asari had with her?" Jane asked.
"Benezia brought them with her," Han said.
"How can we get into the maintenance area?" John asked.
"A team lead would have access. Like Dr. Cohen. He's in the medical bay," Han said.
"Thank you," Jane said and the group turned for the elevator.
"Isn't it funny how many times your worthless trips work out like this?" Wrex asked and Jane gave him a look.
"You wouldn't believe it," she sighed as the group headed back to the med bay.
"We should keep track of how often this does happen," Garrus suggested.
"Okay, you can be in charge of that," John chuckled.
"Gee, thanks," Garrus drawled.
"I cannot believe what is happening here," Liara stated and John moved closer to her as they headed through the common area.
"Which part, the toxin part, the rachni part, or the geth part," Jane asked in a gentle tone and Liara looked at Jane. "We know, Liara. We're here to try and stop it as gently as possible." They entered the medical bay.
"Is that the cure? You did it?" Dr. Cohen cried and Jane smiled as Liara handed him the cure.
"That asari scientist, the one in the mess hall, she just tried to kill us," Jane stated.
"Alestia? That's unbe...I...I don't know much about her. She arrived a month ago. One of the shareholders pulled strings to get her here," he stated, his voice going professional. Clearly, he was shocked but he was going to do his best to help.
"Let me guess. Saren, the Spectre?" Tali asked with a rather sharp tone.
"Yes. I think that was the name. I don't pay attention to the other research teams," Dr. Cohen confessed and Jane was inclined to believe him. "Look. The guards. They've been more on edge since you got here. I think they were expecting you. There are more labs in the back. The guards won't even let me back there. Just people with 'clearance.'"
"Sounds about right," John sighed and Jane nodded.
"What about the maintenance area? Do you have access to that?" Jane asked.
"The maintenance area? Yes, take my pass. But there's just snow back there," Dr. Cohen said. "Let me see the phial. An extension on Phelps' work? I thought he was on the right track. I can't thank you enough. God. What a cliché. You saved their lives, you know that? I need to administer this. Thanks again."
"Well, shall we check maintenance?" John asked.
"Do we have a choice?" Jane retorted as they headed back.
~ * ~ * ~
“Everyone keep on your toes.” John ordered just outside of the main chamber. He turned to look at Liara. “Liara you stay right next to me. Try to talk your Mother down but don’t throw yourself in harm’s way. Understood?”
“Yes Commander.” Liara replied and took a deep breath.
“Okay then, let’s go. Nice and easy everyone.” Jane said. They opened the doors and slowly made their way inside, guns at the ready. John frowned as he didn’t see Benezia.
“You do not know the privilege of being a mother. There is power in creation. To shape a life. Turn it toward happiness or despair.” Benezia’s voice called. John turned and saw her approaching from a large holding tank. He could definitely see a resemblance to Liara in her face and the way she moved. But there was a cold, hard tone to her voice that Liara did not have. “Her children were to be ours. Raised to hunt and slay Saren’s enemies. I won’t be moved by sympathy, No matter who you bring into this confrontation.”
“Liara’s here because she wants to be.” John said, gesturing to the Asari on his right with his right hand. He was holding his left behind his back and motioned for the others to spread out. Jane, Garrus and Kaidan were slowly inching to the right. “Not because I asked her to.”
“Indeed?” Benezia said in amusement. “What have you told him about me, Liara?”
“What could I say, mother?” Liara demanded, her voice raw with emotion. “That you’re insane? Evil? Should I explain how to kill you? What could I say?!” Benezia scoffed at this before turning her attention back to John.
“Have you faced an Asari commando unit before? Few humans have.” Benezia said, her face void of emotion.
“I can't believe you’d kill your own daughter.” John snapped. Benezia’s face displayed no emotion.
“I now realize I should have been stricter with her.” Benezia snapped, throwing her arm out, alight in a biotic field. John tried to dodge but got caught in a biotic stasis.
Jane quickly threw up a few barriers, getting as many of their team to safety, her eyes on John as asari commandos filled the room.
“John!” Liara cried as the stasis broke and he collapsed to decking.
“I’m okay.” He responded moving towards Liara, Ashley and Wrex. “The others?”
“They’re trying to circle around behind her.” Wrex replied, popping to blast one commando in half with his shot gun. The door opened and geth began to steam into the chamber. “Well, that makes it more fun.”
Kaidan and Jane were on either side of the walkway behind the case blocking them from Benezia. They were doing their best to keep the commandos and geth pinned. Jane threw a singularity, giving Tali and Kaidan a chance to throw various tech attacks at the geth while Jane and Garrus focused on the commandos.
“Try and get a clear shot if you can!” John cried. Wrex nodded and ducked out of cover to open fire from another spot. Liara created a singularity and one of the Geth let out a high pitched whine before it was crushed and pulled apart.
“This is going so well.” John muttered, opening fire with his assault rifle. Benezia’s attention turned back to them as a few rounds hit her barrier. She narrowed her eyes at John and gestured. The crate they were taking cover behind began to rise and John swore again.
“Move, to the next section!” he barked. The others scrambled to get away but Ashley went down as a Geth tackled her about the knees.
“Commander!” Ashley cried. John whirled around and cursed. He hurried over and jammed his rifle into the Geth’s head. He emptied the clip into it and it went tumbling back. He saw the glow around the crate intensify and made a split decision just as enemy fire brought down his shields.
John snatched Ashley by her collar and with all his might hurled her at Wrex and Liara. Ashley landed just as the crate was thrown at John.
“Oh this is gonna hurt.” John muttered just before the crate hit him, exploding in a shower of shrapnel. John was thrown back and crashed into the wall. His right side felt like it was on fire and he look down to see a gash in his armor with blood streaming out. He jabbed medi-gel into the wound to stop the blood flow. He got to his feet just in time to see Jane let out a scream of rage and send Benezia flying into the holding tank. The Asari collapsed to the ground, clutching her middle.
“John, are you okay?” Jane exclaimed, rushing over to check on her brother. John struggled to get up and Jane helped him to his feet. He little out a small hiss of pain. Liara had just arrived when Jane saw the wound in his side.
“John you’re hurt.” Liara exclaimed. John forced himself to stand tall and grimaced.
“I tended to it with medi-gel. It’ll hold for now. The commandos and Geth?” he asked. Jane grinned.
“Nuetralized, you guys distracted Benezia long enough for us to clear them out.”
“Then let’s go check on her.” John said, leading the way. He ground his teeth however, as with every step if felt like something was cutting him inside the wound.
‘I might have shrapnel in there.’ He reasoned as they approached. Wrex and Garrus were standing by the Asari matriarch, their weapons trained on her.
“This is not over.” She hissed at them as they approached. “Saren is unstoppable. My mind is filled with his light. Everything is clear.”
“The hell?” John muttered and Jane frowned.
“Mother what is wrong with you?!” Liara demanded.
“Has she lost it?” Ashley asked. “Most people I’ve taken in after being beaten are usually swearing revenge or begging to be let go.”
“She kind of reminds me of some of the people in Major Kyle’s cult.” Tali muttered. Jane jerked and shot John a look. John shrugged, understanding what she was thinking. He was thinking about it too.
‘Could an Asari matriarch be brainwashed?’
"The rachni didn't cooperate with you. Why should we?" Jane asked.
“I will not betray him. You will…you…” Benezia shook her head, and slowly stood. Wrex and Garrus tensed but John motioned for them to stand down. Benezia shook her head again and she clutched at her temples, squeezing her eyes shut. After a moment they snapped open and she looked at Liara.
“You must listen. Saren still whispers in my mind. I can fight his compulsions. Briefly. But the indoctrination is strong.” Benezia explained. John frowned. Her whole attitude had changed, the way she held herself, the way she spoke. It was like night and day.
“So you could turn on us again?” Jane questioned.
“Yes, but it would not be my will Shepard.” Benezia explained. “People are not themselves around Saren. You come to idolize him. Worship him. You would do anything for him. The key is Sovereign, his flagship. It is a dreadnought of incredible size and its power is extraordinary.”
“The ship that attacked Eden Prime.” Ashley mumbled and Jane nodded.
“Sovereign's not like other ships. Where did he get something like that?” John asked.
“I cannot say. The Geth did not build it. Its technology is far more advanced than that of any known species.” Benezia revealed. “The longer you stay aboard, the more Saren’s will seems correct. You sit at his feet and smile as his words pour into you.”
“It is some form of brainwashing then.” Jane hissed quietly and Benezia nodded.
“It is subtle at first. I thought I was strong enough to resist. Instead, I became a willing tool, eager to serve. He sent me here to find to location of the Mu relay. Its position was lost thousands of years ago," she explained.
"It's location was recorded somewhere here on Noveria?" Jane asked and Benezia shook her head.
"Two thousand years ago, the rachni inhabited that region of our galaxy. They discovered the relay. The rachni can share memories across generations. Queens inherit the knowledge of their mothers. I took the location of the relay from the queen’s mind.” Benezia hesitated. “I was not gentle.”
“You can still make it right.” Jane said. “Give us the information.”
“I was not myself, but...I should have been stronger. I transcribed the data to an OSD. Take it, please.” She said, handing it to Garrus who in turn took it over to Jane.
“Knowing the relays coordinates is not enough. Do you know where he planned to go from there?” Liara asked.
“Saren wouldn’t tell me his destination. But you must find out quickly. I transmitted the coordinates to him before you arrived.” Benezia responded.
“Damn.” John grumbled. Benezia winced and rubbed her temples.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” Liara asked.
“You have to stop...me. I can’t... His teeth are at my ear. Fingers on my spine. You should...you should…” Benezia grunted and stumbled back as if she had been struck.
“Mother!” Liara cried, trying to rush to Benezia but John held her back. “Don’t leave! Fight him!”
“You’ve always made me proud, Liara.” Benezia exclaimed. John heard the finality of that statement and exchanged a look with Jane over Liara’s head. Jane nodded and extended her rifle.
“Die!” Benezia screamed just before Jane’s sniper round took her in the center of the chest. Liara screamed as he mother was thrown back against the holding tank, this time blood trailing on the tank as she slid down. John let Liara go this time to have a moment. He and the others stood back as the two Asari exchange quiet words before Beneiza died. Giving Liara some time to grieve, John and Jane moved to the other side to examine the holding tank that held the rachni queen.
“So what are we going to do with her?” Jane muttered. John shrugged as they watched the queen moving about.
“Commander, one of the wounded Commandos just got back up!” Garrus called behind them. The two Shepards spun around to find the nearly dead Asari staggering toward them. She moved past them and turned around to stand between them and the Queen.
“This one serves as our voice. We cannot sing. Not in these low spaces. Your musics are colorless.” The Asari said in a dully, echoing voice.
“Well, my weird shit-oh-meter just hit the red.” Jane mumbled. John glared at her.
“Your way of communicating is strange. Flat. It does not color the air. When we speak, one moves all.” The queen explained through her unwilling interpreter.
“This is going to be a fun conversation.” Wrex grumbled.
“We are the mother. We sing for those left behind. The children you thought silenced. We are rachni.”
"How are you speaking through her?" Jane asked as she looked at the wounded commando.
"Our kind sing through touchings of thought. We pluck the strings, and the other understands. She is weak to urging." The creepy echoing voice explained as the two Shepards looked at the insect. "She has colors we have no names for. But she is ending. Her music is bittersweet. It is beautiful. You are not in harmony with those who hoped to control us." The Shepards shared a look. The commando was dying and the rachni could feel it. It could also feel that they were not out to control her.
"What will you sing? Will you release us? Are we to fade away once more?" she asked and Jane looked at the rachni queen. She looked so helpless for being a massive insect.
“There are acid tanks rigged up on that thing. Set them off. Millions of my ancestors died to put these things down. Don’t let them come back.” Wrex snarled.
"Commanders, there are some old grudges in the galaxy. Grudges humans should stay out of. If we kill her, we kill the entire race." Kaidan countered.
"Your companions hear the truth. You have the power to free us, or return our people to the silence of memory." the queen acknowledged the danger of her own race.
“I need to understand. Why are your children killing people?” John asked.
“They stole our eggs from us. The sought to turn our children into beasts of war. Claws with no songs of their own. Our elders are comfortable with silence. Children know only fear if no one sings to them. Fear has shattered their minds.” The Queen explained.
“They took the Rachni away from the queen before she could imprint them upon her. It drove them crazy.” Tali reasoned.
"It makes sense. A child raised in a closet will be terrified of anything," Kaidan pointed out.
“I don’t get paid enough to make these kinds of decisions about genocide.” John grumbled. He was just about to responded when Jane moved forward and quickly hit the release command. As the containment cell moved into position to release the Queen John turned to her in shock. “Jane!”
“Look, I may have killed a lot of people but I don’t kill innocents. And she was innocent.” Jane snapped. The asari body stared at Jane a moment.
"You will give us the chance to compose anew? We will remember. We will sing of your forgiveness to our children." The queen spoke.
"How's that feel, Shepard? You are going to have giant insects singing songs about you," Garrus stated and Jane ignored him.
"I just want to know one thing. Why did your people attack the Citadel races?" Jane asked and the queen moved out of the tank, looking down at them from the other level.
"A dark tone resonated. The dark tones took away their songs. It drove them mad. Made them search out and destroy." With her final statement made, the commando collapsed to the floor. Jane blinked at that statement, something had driven the normal rachni into war mode...whatever it was, it was bad.
“Fine, but if they start anything my people will clean up this mess later. Just like we did for the Salarians.” Wrex grumbled. John sighed as Liara came over to them. The entire ground team watched in silence as the Rachni queen slowly made her way out. She turned to them, looking at them all for a few moments. Then she scurried off.
~ * ~ * ~
"We need to go to the hot labs before we finish this off," Jane stated as they head for the elevator.
"What?" John asked, wincing.
"Ventralis said that rachni were coming from the hot labs. That metaphoric closet Kaidan mentioned...I'm pretty sure it's the hot labs," Jane said as she prepped her weapons, the others began to do the same.
"I hate it when you're right about stuff like that," John muttered.
"Well, you always forget it when you get your ass kicked by a biotic," Jane shot back.
"That happen a lot?" Ash asked and Jane smirked.
"Not as often as you would think," Jane replied as they exited in a large room where a man was sitting.
"Are you here to secure the situation? he asked in a thick Russian accent.
"How are you holding up?" John asked, a hand on his side.
"You must listen to me. If we do not contain our mistake, they will drop bombs from the battles stations. You understand?" the man cried and the Shepards shared a look.
"You let these things out?" Jane asked in horror.
"Ehh. I am only following the orders," the man confessed. "Binary Helix found an egg. It was on a derelict ship, thousands of years drifting. This was rachni ship. Inside they find many eggs in cryogenic suspension."
"They must have been thrilled when it hatched," John sighed, shaking his head.
"Yes. Very tough, to be so long frozen. That it survived the centuries...this is miraculous," the man said in awe.
"Miraculous isn't the word I would use for it," Ash muttered.
"Binary Helix plan to clone rachni. Mass-produce them. Create an army. But when they get here, they find this egg is not a common rachni. It is a queen," the man explained. "After she lays eggs, they move her to Rift Station. They are thinking that without her, they can raise the babies to be obedient."
"Obviously, they were wrong," John pointed out.
"Eh. This was exactly the wrong thing to do," the man sighed. "I am thinking that without a queen, rachni do not develop properly. Her mind is shaping theirs. These rachni are uncontrollable."
"Would she be able to save them if we brought her here?" Jane asked.
"No. I am sorry, but this will not work. These rachni are beyond saving. It is a sad thing, but they must be euthanized. I am thinking that the neutron purge must be set off."
"How do we set off the purge?" John asked.
"Arming controls are nearby. All you do is insert the key. Then I will give Mira destruct cod-ugh!" the group watched as a rachni tentacle erupted through the man's chest.
"Well, that's not good," Wrex stated.
"You can kill that rachni...you happy now?" Jane snapped as she rushed after the man as he was thrown. She got to his body as the group fought the rachni. She found a small code in his pocket. They quickly moved in the far room. Jane activated Mira.
"Connecting. I have full access to the facility, and am at your disposal," Mira said.
"Activate the neutron purge," Jane ordered.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do that without proper code authorization," Mira stated and Jane pulled out the code.
"Code input: 875-020-079. Code Omega local execution," Jane ordered.
"Verified. Code Omega execution in 120 seconds," Mira answered and the group opened the door to a small army of rachni.
"Well, that's not good," Garrus stated.
"Liara, singularity to the left I'll get near the door. Ash left side of door, Garrus right side of door. Wrex, John, clear us a path through the middle. Tali, take whatever gets past the rest of us," Jane called. They were following her commands as soon as she said them and they ran to the elevator. The explosion seemed to take forever as they moved up the elevator.
~ * ~ * ~
A few minutes later they were riding the mako back to the docking and administrative facility when a particularly hard bump jostled John, making him let out a yelp as his wound flared up in pain.
“John are you okay?” Jane asked from where she was driving. John frowned.
“Not really.” He said reaching into the medigel packing his wound. Liara’s eyes got wide as he dug around in it.
“Commander what around you doing?” Liara exclaimed as the others turned to watch.
“John stop that!” Jane scolded
“I think there’s some shrapnel in there from earlier.” He explained.
“So you should let Doctor Cha-” Jane was cut off as John grunted and yanked out a large sliver of the container’s metal casing. He grinned in triumph before a wave of pain hit him, clouding his vision over.
“I think I may need a doctor.” John wheezed before passing out and slamming face first into the deck plate of the tram.
~ * ~ * ~
Ash caught John and looked at Jane.
"Applying medi-gel," Liara stated quickly closing the wound John had just opened.
"Stupid man! Picking at a wound like that before we were back on the ship!" Jane snarled. "I swear, if he dies I will hunt him down in the afterlife and kill him!"
"I hope the Commander is an atheist," Garrus muttered.
"He didn't lose too much blood, Commander. He probably fainted due to pain," Liara said and Jane sighed.
"It better be a pansy faint and not blood loss," Jane muttered.
"She reminds me of a krogan when she gets all angry," Wrex purred and Garrus inched away from the krogan.
~ * ~ * ~
Jane was worried about John as they prepared to have the post mission meeting as the Normandy left Noveria space. John was unconscious in the medical bay but Dr. Chakwas had assured her that John would be fine.
"What's our next move, Commander? Head for the Mu Relay?" Ash asked as she took a seat and Jane moved to the center of the front of the room.
"The Mu Relay could link to dozens of systems. Unless we know exactly where Saren's going, we'd just be wasting our time," Jane sighed.
"The commander is right. We cannot rush off blind. We still need to learn more about Saren," Liara spoke with a serious tone.
"Who put you in charge? Did the commanders resign when I wasn't looking?" Ash said and Jane gave her a sharp look.
"We're all on the same team here, Williams. She's just trying to help," Jane warned.
"Sorry, Commander," Ash quickly stated, giving Jane a look of apology.
"This is a tough mission. We're all on edge. Everyone go get some rest. Crew dismissed!" Jane ordered.
"Noveria report is away, Commander. You want me to patch you through to the Council?" Joker's voice asked and Jane sighed. A conference with the Council without John. They were going to love her report about letting a rachni queen go free in the galaxy. Oh well, she was more than willing to ask them if they wanted to have her go off and perform genocide.
"Patch them through Joker. I'm going to need a drink after this," Jane muttered.
"Setting up the link now, Commander...and getting the beers frosty for you," Joker replied and Jane fought a smirk. The holograms appeared in front of her and she stood at the ready.
"Are these reports accurate, Commander? You found rachni on Noveria?" Tevos asked.
"And then released the queen! Do you have any idea what you've done? How many generations until they overrun the galaxy?" Sparatus demanded.
"I thought the Council frowned upon genocide, besides, this queen is different. She understands why her kind had to be wiped out last time around. Rather generous for the sole survivor of her family, wouldn't you say?" Jane asked and Sparatus glared at her.
"I hope you're right, Shepard. Our children's children will pay the price if you're not."
"We'll be waiting for your next report, Commander," Tevos stated before the communication cut.
"Well, that went well," Jane muttered as the door opened.
"I missed the Council?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"Well, how about the next mission, I get wounded and you do the report alone?" she suggested and John gave her a look. "Then don't do stupid shit like ripping chunks of shrapnel out of your body before we're in a medical bay."
~ * ~ * ~
The door to the med officer’s office was locked. John frowned but hit the buzzer again. Still no answer.
“Damn it.” John snarled. He quickly typed in his command over code. The door beeped and unlocked, sliding open. John moved inside, he was not surprised by the sight he found.
Liara was sitting at her desk, working on some of the Asari writing Jane had been collecting. She ignored the door and the sound of John moving over to her. He pulled an empty chair by her and sat down. He said nothing while Liara worked, he was willing to wait for her. Liara glanced at him, her eyes were puffy, she had been crying.
“I don’t want to talk about it.” She said after a few minutes.
“I know," he replied, Liara glanced at him again before she went back to working. After a few more minute she stopped.
“She fought it," Liara said in a soft voice. "She gave everything she had to fight it. She saved one piece of herself to help us.” Liara kept her eyes on her work.
“No,” John said. “She saved a piece of herself for you, Liara.”
“You can’t know that!” Liara exclaimed, slamming a data tablet down on the desk. “She could have done that for anyone!” She turned to look at John.
“She had plenty of opportunities to tell anyone else, maybe even send an emergency message to Council," John said. He looked up at her but made no move. "Only when you were there did she finally break free, if only for a moment. Because she loved you.”
“And I helped kill her.” Liara whispered, dropping her face as she dropped into her seat. John gently turned her face him and grasped her shoulders.
“Liara look at me, please.” John replied. Liara slowly raised her head. “That wasn’t your mother. It was the indoctrination that was forced into her but it didn’t take her soul. You helped keep that clean. No one on this ship is at fault, not me, not Jane, and especially not you. This is all Saren’s fault. He started this. Your mother tried to stop him and got caught in the destructive wake that Saren and Sovereign left behind.”
The dam of the emotions finally broke loose and Liara began to sob. John pulled her close, wrapping her into a hug and let her cry as she buried her face into his shoulder.
~ * ~ * ~
Chapter 6: Growth
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
After taking down a rogue VI on Luna the Normandy is forced to dry dock. With a wounded companion the Shepards begin to have strife dealing with two commanding officers. The Geth bases are destroyed for a certain young Quarian with eyes on the male commander.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Chapter Text
Earth Date: June 17th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit
“How come we keep returning to Citadel after each major mission, Commander?” Joker asked. John took a long drink from his coffee mug before answering. He hated the last hour of his shift. It was just before midnight, most of the crew was bunked down and the remainder were on night watch. It was usually quiet which in turn made Joker……bored. And talkative. And nosey. And annoying. And…John shook himself. Maybe he was the problem and not Joker.
“It just seems to be luck mostly.” John replied. He thought back to Liara and Garrus' requests. “Liara got a message from the Asari Republics regarding Benezia. Garrus got word from a contact about some information he needed to receive in person. So I thought why the hell not?”
“Well after Noveria I think we can all use some rest. I am so glad to be off that planet.” Joker said, stretching in his seat. “I don’t know which was worse, the cold or the corporations. One will freeze your balls off, the other will sell them out from under you. With all due respect, Commander.” John laughed.
“I can’t argue with you there Joker.” John said. “Anyways give me a final status ch-” John was cut off as the communications relay on Joker’s console began to chime and flash.
“Saved by the bell.” Joker said before opening the channel. “This is the SSV Normandy, please identify.”
“Normandy, this is Alliance Command. I have Admiral Hackett on a priority one channel. Prepare for confirmation data.” The woman on the line said. John raised an eyebrow. Priority one indicated immediate response. It was just one step below an Emergency Action Message.
“Authentication received.” Joker replied after receiving a data packet and verifying it using Alliance ciphers. John focused on his pilot again. “Go ahead Alliance Command.”
“Joker? This is Admiral Hackett.” The admiral’s rough voice said. “I need one of the Shepards right away. Priority one.”
“This is John Shepard, Admiral.” John spoke up for first time. “I was standing here when the signal came in.”
“Perfect. We’ve got a situation here and you and your sister are the only ones who can handle it.”
“What do you need Admiral?” John asked. John heard the Admiral breathe a big sigh of relief and he frowned.
“There’s an Alliance training ground where we test weapons and technology in live fire simulations. The VI we use to simulate enemy tactics in the drills is no longer responding to our override commands.” The Admiral paused. “It’s gone rogue.”
“Sir, I have to ask for my mission. Was this VI tampered with at all or given any black op upgrades?” John asked.
“We’re not stupid Shepard.” The Admiral stated. “It’s a Virtual Intelligence, not a true AI. It’s not self-aware and it can’t access any external systems. It can’t access any external networks but we can’t access it from here either. We didn’t do anything illegal here. From what my techs have been able to deduce, this thing simply was over-taxed and something gave out. It began to write its own simulations and codes before the facility went dark. We need you to fight your way through the training ground and manually shut the VI down, or destroy it.” The Admiral seemed to hesitate. “I know we haven’t spoken much Shepard, your sister and I go back to the Blitz, but we need both your help. You and your sister maybe Spectres and answer to the Council but you're still humans and still Alliance. We need you to get on this. The VI controls all of the facilities weapons, drones and turrets. You and your team are the only ones who can pull this off Shepard.”
“I understand sir. Where’s the facility and do you have a layout of it and its defenses?” John requested. Joker’s console chimed again and John grinned.
“It’s a secure training facility on Luna. We’ve just sent you the most detailed map we have. The turrets can’t be repositioned but there are plenty of crates to change the layout inside the facility.”
“We’ll get it done Admiral.” John promised. “We’re changing course to head for Luna now. Joker, what’s our ETA?”
“It’s gonna be a bit, Commander.” Joker said, wincing. “We’re mid-jump between relays. We’ll have to backtrack two to get to a relay connecting to the Sol system. Twenty hours minimum.”
“We’ll be expecting you Shepard. Alliance out.” The comm signal cut off and Joker breathed a sigh of relief.
“Well, that was a fun call.” Joker drawled and John shook his head. “What now Commander?”
“Now you forward those blue prints to the terminal in my quarters. I’ll be working on them for a while.” John said, turning to head for the room he shared with his sister. “Oh and Joker?”
“I know, I know. Top secret, this never happened, blah, blah, blah.” Joker replied and John grinned.
~*~*~
Jane was heading down to the mess when she saw Kaidan getting his breakfast.
"Morning, ma'am," he said and she nodded at him as she gathered her lunch meal. "Getting an early lunch?"
"Yeah, looks like we were detoured again," she sighed. Each day they spent on something other than Saren was a day he was up to no good.
"Do you have some time to talk now, Commander?" Kaidan asked and Jane turned her attention from breakfast to him.
"Of course, have a seat," she said.
"We've played it pretty close to the book so far. But we're a long way from backup. We've got some tough calls to make," he said and Jane's mind went straight to the rachni queen. She really hoped that one didn't come back to bite her in the ass, especially with how the Turian councilor had snapped at her. "I'm just saying...try to leave yourself a way out. I've seen what cutting corners can do to someone. And I'd hate to have that happen to you, Shepard." Jane fought a smile, apparently Kaidan was talking about the rachni.
"That's not the appropriate way to address your commanding officer, Lieutenant," Jane said in what she thought was a teasing tone.
"Sorry, ma'am. Maybe I got a bad signal. I mean if you're a...Maybe there's someone else you'd rather confide in. Ma'am," Kaidan backtracked and Jane blinked.
"All right, Alenko. Off the record, permission to speak candidly, cross my heart and hope to die...what are you talking about?" Jane asked.
"Uh...Dr. T'Soni. Ma'am," Kaidan stated. "There's a lower-deck rumor that she's, uh, interested in you. As more than a source of Prothean data." Jane felt her face fall...Kaidan thought the Shepard the rumors were about...was her? "She's a very interesting lady. Not to my, uh, tastes. But I never claimed to be big on alien culture." She could correct him...or play along for a little longer.
"You seem awfully worried about my personal affairs," Jane said, making eye contact with Kaidan. He kept the eye contact and Jane suddenly realized just how intense his gaze actually was.
"It's just that...We don't have much downtime these days. And I like being around you. But I...I don't want to take up your personal time," Kaidan stated, looking away at the end. Jane fought the flush of pleasure that he enjoyed spending time with her.
"Well, first off, I'm pretty sure you've got the wrong Shepard that Liara is making doe-eyes at because there is nothing between Liara and me. What's the real issue here, Kaidan?" Jane asked. Kaidan seemed a little relieved.
"You're right. Sorry. It wasn't....Liara's not my main concern," he said. "I'm not questioning any decision you've made, Shepard. Let me be clear about that." Jane blinked at that. This wasn't casual flirting anymore...at least she didn't think so, she wasn't that good about flirting to begin with.
"It's just my experience that once someone lets something slide, it tends to pick up speed. You get my meaning?" he stated.
"Talk to me, Kaidan. You've got a little black raincloud sitting over your head," Jane said.
"I'll try to keep the deck dry," he joked, but his tone wasn't behind it. "You know the records about the biotic training out on Jump Zero? They're all classified. Because the Alliance made mistakes." Jane knew about the classification, it was part of the reason she was so terrified about her biotics forming. No information about what to expect from biotic training. She remembered that. "After first contact, Conatix was set up to track element zero exposures and develop implants for humans. Once we had an embassy on the Citadel, Conatix could bring in "experts" instead of taking it slow."
"The only experts would have to be aliens," Jane stated. It was obvious if they were going to create a biotic program to bring in the races experience with biotics.
"Dead on. Turians, actually. That's why Conatix kept it a secret," Kaidan stated and Jane blinked. Turians training young human biotics would have caused quite the stir. "They were afraid of what people back home would think. Asking the turians for help when we'd just fought a war with them."
"The asari would have been more acceptable than the turians," Jane muttered and Kaidan nodded.
"Yes, but the company didn't go through the Citadel. It would have made Earth look weak. So they discreetly hired some turian mercenaries," he said and Jane's eyes widened at that. Mercenaries would have been unforgivable on Earth.
"I'm guessing you got your knuckles rapped a few times, Lieutenant?" Jane tried to joke, but the thought of turian mercenaries teaching biotics was disturbing.
"Yeah, you could say that. Our instructor was a turian by the name of Commander Vyrnnus. To introduce himself, he like to say, "I was at the helm of the dreadnought that killed your father." I told him my dad wasn't in the war. He'd retired to Vancouver. My family had an inland home that matured to new beachfront," Kaidan stated and Jane just looked at him. She had only been to Earth for N7 training, she didn't get to do much more than see Rio de Janeiro before heading back out to space. "Vyrnnus had it in for me after that. He cut corners, pushed hard. I mean, you either came out a superman or a wreck. And a lot of kids snapped. A few died." Jane's eyes widened at that. "The point of all this...I guess...is that when you cut corners, it's not always obvious who pays for it." Jane thought about the rachni again...she probably wouldn't be the one to pay for her mercy.
"Why are you telling me this? Is there something I can do to help you get over it?" Jane asked, meaning the rachni, but that wasn't how Kaidan took it.
"I'm thirty-two, Shepard. You don't serve as long as I have without coming to terms with yourself," he said before looking into Jane's eyes. "You also learn that if someone is special to you, you help them. Try to keep them from making mistakes." Jane's spine tingled at that line.
"Special, huh?" she said, smirking slightly and he gave her a look.
"If I'm out of line, just say the word," he said.
"You're not out of line, Kaidan," Jane said, before her eyes landed on his uniform. "But there are regs." She said looking up again, a blush on her cheeks.
"I get you, Shepard. I don't make a habit of complicating the chain of command," he stated. "Just think about what I said."
"I will," Jane stated, grabbing her breakfast and heading back up to the bridge. She had some thinking to do.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 18th, 2183 CE, 20:36 hours
Location: SSV Normandy, Sol System
“Okay people, listen up. I know some of you have been trying to find out what’s been going on for the past day.” John said. The ground party was assembled in the conference room, in full armor for once. “We’ve been playing this pretty close to the chest because if word got out about this it could seriously hurt Alliance relations. I know you guys can be trusted but the fact of the matter is this isn’t like the incident with the probe. We want to limit the people who know which means no one outside of this room will ever learn about this. Officially we are accepting the Alliance’s offer to use their training facility on Luna.”
“Unofficially?” Garrus asked, curious.
“Unofficially the VI they created to simulate scenarios and battle tactics has been allowed to function too long without any real maintenance. It’s gone rogue.” Jane explained. Tali made a choking sound and she stiffened in her seat.
“Is it like the Geth?” she demanded.
“No, no, nothing like them.” John said quickly. “It’s just been over worked and the safety protocols have been disabled by accident. Jane thinks someone probably shot something they weren’t supposed to during the last training run. Since it was created to purposely attack soldiers and it has been allowed to amass so much data it can’t be taken down by a run of the mill squad. So the Alliance asked us.” Tali visibly sagged in relief. Garrus reached over from his seat and patted her on the arm.
“So what’s the plan Shepards?” Wrex said. John pushed away from the wall he was leaning against and headed for the hologram projectors at the end of the room. He tapped on the console and an image came to life that showed an overlay of the facility.
“Unlike previous missions we have a detailed layout of the facility and the surrounding area.” John explained. He pointed to several locations on the map. “These blue dots represent fixed turrets. They cover the entrances to the facility which is broken into three parts. We’ll drop in the Mako over here. Then as we approach the facility, we’ll circle the entrances and take out the turrets with the Mako. After that we’ll split into three squads and take out the VI conduits in each part of the facility almost simultaneously.”
“Why are we splitting up, Commander?” Garrus asked. John pointed to a layout of one of the training areas.
“Each one of these areas has eight VI conduits. To avoid the VI adapting to our tactics quickly, I want to hit it in all three locations at the same time. You’ll accompany Ash and Wrex on Red Team to assault area one. Jane, Kaidan you’ll be Blue Team and you’ll take area two. Tali and Liara will accompany me as Green Team to take area three.”
“What kind of defense can we expect Commanders?” Ash asked.
Jane waved them closer to the map to go over the plan of attack.
~*~*~
"We broke the teams down into small groups based on strength. John is leading the two most inexperienced in the field because he's damn good at it. Ash, you get Wrex and Garrus because they both can follow your orders but both of them are capable of watching their backs. Kaidan and I will go in as the only two man team because both of us excel at personal defense with biotics. It will take more than this base has got to take out our combined shields," Jane stated as she pressed a button and the small figures appeared, each team in the corresponding colors. "We land in the Mako and Joker will take the Normandy on a quick once around, taking out the turrets from a fast fly by. The systems won't be able to lock onto it and by the time he's done the turrets will be gone and we will just walk right in."
The images on the hologram moved to the base entrances.
"The layouts are simple and repetitive, however, because of the ability to move the materials around the chambers, be prepared for obstacles," Jane stated as the basic outline of the bases was brought up. "Here are your targets, luckily they don't move, but the bases are armed with drones...many, many drones. Some are standard, unfortunately, there are rocket drones. My sources informed me that there are also outputs for environmental hazards so everyone should keep their helmets on just in case the VI decides that it would like to try and vent the air from the bases."
"Lovely," Garrus muttered.
"We've killed Geth...we can take down one malfunctioning VI," Jane stated.
"I like how you think," Wrex purred.
"Get suited up, we will be arriving in just over an hour," Jane ordered.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 18th, 2183 CE, 21:58 hours
Location: Earth Moon Luna, Alliance Advanced Tactics Testing Facility
“Everyone report position.” John order as Liara and Tali joined him by the inside entrance to the base. It was quiet for a few moments before speaking up.
“Blue Team in position.” Jane replied.
“Red Team in position.” Ash spoke up shortly after. John nodded and took a deep breath.
“Go in five seconds. Liara count it down.” John ordered.
“Five.” Liara started over the comm channel. “Four, three, two…”
~*~*~
"You know back to back?" Jane asked and Kaidan nodded. "One." They pushed the door button and quickly a bubble of biotic energy combined over them, Jane's under Kaidan's as they stood back to back, her right shoulder touching his left as they entered. It was quiet for a moment before she saw the first drone. "Ten o'clock." Her voice was low, not that it would do much good.
"I have two, one at two and three," Kaidan replied.
"I'll throw a singularity at yours if you hit mine with a warp," Jane stated.
"Agreed, three," he started.
"Two, one," they said in unison before they moved face to face, her arm around his waist and his doing the same. She hit the two perfectly with a singularity as he threw the warp behind her, they side stepped each other to begin shooting at their targets. It was a biotic dance, Jane had rarely gotten to work with a biotic as talented at Kaidan and it was amazing to combine their abilities in such a beautiful display of flashing blue.
~*~*~
"Raaaaaaah!" Wrex cried, his lift incapacitating a drone before his shotgun took down another.
"Damn," Ash muttered.
"Good thing he's on our side," Garrus chuckled as he aimed and took down another drone.
"Damn straight, you're not too bad yourself," Ash stated as she used her assault rifle to cover Garrus' sniper spot.
~*~*~
“There are far too many drones here!” Ash roared. John ducked behind one of the crates, frowning as he listened to the others over the radio chatter.
“These crates were pushed into position to form a bottle neck!” Garrus snapped out. “I bet the VI has every available drone in position to keep us pinned down here. I think it might have found a way for the operational drones to even repair some broken ones!”
“Can you hold your positions?” John asked. He ducked as the crate he was taking cover behind rocked from a rocket hit, the top of the crate having a chunk blown away.
“I do believe that is completely possible,” Jane stated. John couldn’t help but smile as he heard a loud crunch coming from Jane’s comm.
“Okay here’s what-” John began but as he looked up he felt his blood freeze. The corner opposite of him was where Tali was firing on the drones, however, she was so focused on keeping them away that she dismissed a damaged drone that had crashed by her. The damaged rocket drone was behind her...and that rocket drone was moving.
“TALI GET OUT OF THERE, NOW!”
The drone fired.
~*~*~
"Throw another crate, Wrex!" Ash cried and when the crate hit the drone Ash fired until it was a smoldering piece of rubble, Garrus watching Wrex's back while the Krogan watched over Ash.
"This is easy!" Wrex laughed before there was an explosion over the comms...the only way that could happen was if someone took a direct hit.
~*~*~
"That was a direct hit," Kaidan stated and Jane nodded.
"Double the shields," Jane stated. "Status Report!" The two biotics glowed more, the drones moving around them like angry bees.
~*~*~
The rocket hit Tali right in her side and the explosion threw her body away but completely destroyed the drone. She went flying through the air to crash into the door frame to the right of the entrance. Her shields had taken what they could before collapsing. But John felt his blood turn to ice in his veins as he saw Tali’s suit was scuffed and burnt. The worst was her left forearm, a jagged piece of shrapnel had punctured through her suit, lodging deep into her flesh.
“Fall back!” John shouted over the comms. He scrambled over to his hurt comrade with Liara providing cover fire. He hated to move her but they couldn’t attend to her medical needs under fire. He scooped her up and Tali’s head rolled back limply. She was either unconscious or…
“John what the hell is going on-!” Jane began.
“That’s an order! Fall back to the main entrance of your area and seal the door!” John said, hurrying into the aforementioned area. “Liara seal the door.” The Asari slammed her hand on the console, sealing it shut as they hurried into the main entrance. John laid Tali down gently as Liara opened her Omni-tool to scan it over her.
“That's not an option for us! John tell me-”
“Not now Jane!” John snapped and turned off his open comm channel with the other two teams. “Is she dead?”
“She’s just unconscious.” Liara assure him. “Her suit’s sensors are reporting no other major damage, but the shrapnel has compromised the suit obviously. Emergency seals have clamped down to halt the spread of infection. I can’t remove the shrapnel, if it hit the artery I would risk her bleeding out.”
“Can you make an emergency seal? Something to seal her arm from the vacuum outside?” John demanded. Liara bit her lip for a moment, thinking.
“I think so.” Liara said.
“Pack the wound around the shrapnel with as much medi-gel to prevent the bleeding as much as possible. Then seal her arm.” John ordered and opened a comm channel to the Normandy. “Normandy come in, this is Commander John Shepard.”
“Commander?! Thank God, your sister is going ballistic on the other channel!” Joker exclaimed.
“I’ll deal with her in a minute. Joker I have wounded and I’m ordering an emergency pickup. There should be enough room for you to touch down between the three entrances. Inform Dr. Chakwas that she has a Quarian patient incoming and Dr. T’Soni will be carrying her. When you land send a team to help her with a stretcher.”
“Sir, ETA one minute.” Joker replied. John didn’t replay, merely switching channels to the team.
“-shut down his comm. Send Garrus-”
“I don't need Garrus!” John barked, cutting in. “Tali’s been hurt but Joker’s landing for a medical evac.”
“Are we falling back, Commander?” Ashley asked.
“Hell no.” John replied as he watched Liara work on Tali’s arm. “We’re going forward but I had to order everyone back or else this plan doesn’t work. We need to move in sync and we can’t do that if you two move forward while Liara pulls Tali out.”
“Just Liara?” Jane demanded. John frowned.
“Yes, I’m finishing my area solo.”
“Are you INSANE?”
“We don’t have time for this!” John snapped. “Right now the VI is studying our tactics and capabilities from that little skirmish. If we don’t move forward quickly it could adapt and then we’d be right screwed.”
“Kaidan and I are still moving toward the door!"
"What?" John demanded.
"We were almost at the door when you ordered the fall back!" Jane snapped.
"Damn it, we move now!" John cried.
“John no! Take Wrex or Garrus-!”
“No, now move in thirty seconds!” John ordered.
“Damn it, John!”
“I said move!”
~*~*~
Jane's biotics began to glow bright as she and Kaidan continued back to the door. She shut off her comm.
"Stupid, impulsive, selfish man!" Jane snarled.
"I'm sure the Commander has his reasons," Kaidan stated.
"No, he's going into a battle in a rage. John takes his students' injuries very personal. He’s being aggressive and impulsive. He knows better," Jane growled. "He never even checked if everyone could pull back, just called the order like Tali was the only person in combat at the time."
"You've had to make that call," Kaidan stated as they reached the door and Jane nodded.
"Nothing makes you hollower than to order men to their deaths. However you have to stay calm, John got too personal, he better make it through this," Jane growled as they entered the control room. "This will make for great therapy though." With that Jane opened fire.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 18th, 2183 CE, 23:16 hours
Location: SSV Normandy, Orbiting Earth Moon Luna
“How is she doc?” John asked. His first order of business after the mission was to check on Tali. Jane was so angry at him she had gone past yelling at him into completely ignoring him.
“She’ll be fine.” Dr. Chakwas said threw the comms. The medical bay office had been sealed and sanitized to form a sterile environment. The med bay itself would function as an airlock but Doctor Chakwas had forbidden anyone to enter so she had only allowed the Commander to call in, as it were. Tali was being treated in the office in the back that Liara had used. “Liara acted quickly and used enough medi-gel to seal the wound and surrounding skin to prevent infection. The disinfecting properties of the gel were also able to ward off any airborne vectors. I patched her wound and reused the temporary suit sealant Liara made from some spare equipment in the field. It will hold for a week. Plenty of time to get her a new suit. That coupled with the antibiotics I gave her and she’ll be up on her feet in the morning.”
“You’re the best doc.” John said in relief.
“I know I am, Commander. Go get everything sorted. I’ll contact you if anything happens but I doubt it will.” Dr. Chakwas said and the comm shut off. John sigh and scrubbed at his face with his hands. He felt so tired. He knew the mission wasn’t a cake walk but they had superior knowledge of the terrain and the enemy. Was one second of bad luck all it took to almost kill a friend?
“Commander?” Joker’s voice rang out in the cargo bay and John sighed.
“What is it Joker?” John asked.
“Admiral Hackett is on the comms and he’s ordering the Normandy to dry dock at the base in Vancouver. He also wants to speak with you.” Joker said and John blinked.
“Now what?” John muttered. “I’ll take it in the conference room. And have Jane meet me there as well.”
~*~*~
“Admiral.” John said, entering the room. He saw Jane already there and she didn't even spare him a glare. She was seriously pissed.
“John, I was just telling your sister the purpose of having the Normandy enter dry dock.” Hackett said, gesturing to John’s sister.
“Do you remember that coding the VI sent out just before it was destroyed?” Jane asked and John nodded.
“Of course. It got into our suit systems as well. Some of the crew is starting to check our suits and omni-tools right now to see if they’ve been compromised.” John replied.
“Which can’t be done with the Normandy.” Hackett explained. “When you had it land during the medical evac of your team member, that same code appear on Joker’s console as well. To check and purge every system on the Normandy we need to put the ship in dry dock. You and your crew have the next two to three days on leave Commanders. I’m having techs on the ground go over the ship for you.”
“Sir with all due respect, I have an injured Quarian crew member who needs a suit replacement as soon as possible and we’re on a mission to catch a rogue Spectre. I can justify a detour to the Council due to an order from Alliance Command but a three day shore leave would be harder to explain.” John objected.
"The ship was damaged and needs dry dock," Jane stated. "The Council will understand that."
“I understand your issues Commander but you may have been infected with a rogue VI program. Even the console I’m calling you from will be purged and wiped after this. You’ll proceed as ordered. Hackett out.”
After the hologram link cut out John let out a curse and stormed from the room.
~*~*~
"Commander," Joker stated, he watched Jane warily as she sat down in the co-pilot seat while he began the landing procedure. She was looking over a data pad before tapping her comm.
"This is Commander Jane Shepard with the Alliance Navy. I was told you were capable of rooming my crew for a few days while our ship was in dry dock for repairs," Jane said and Joker's eyes widened. They were getting a hotel. Jane listened for a moment.
"Several officers, two dextro requiring crewmembers, one turian, one quarian," she replied and her face spoke of bad news.
Don’t tell me they're booked," Joker groaned.
"I see, the Intergalactic Gaming Convention is being held right now...only doubles..." Jane sighed and Joker began to shake his head. "Well then, I'm going to need to book some rooms, sending the information now." Jane pressed a button on her datapad.
"Commander please tell me we are not doubling up," Joker groaned.
"It could be worse," Jane stated.
"What could be worse?" John asked and Jane shot him a look before getting up and pressing the intership comm.
"This is Commander Jane Shepard, as most of you know we are going to have to dry dock the Normandy after that little SNAFU on Luna. And as luck would have it the Intergalactic Gaming Convention is being held locally this year. We will be doubling up for the next few days," Jane announced. "Rooming assignments are going to be sent out momentarily." She got up and headed off.
"Murphy's law, of course the Intergalactic Gaming Convention would be going on," John muttered.
"At least IGG Con will be cool," Joker stated before noting John's look. "Are you sure you want your sister making the rooming assignments while being mad at you?"
"Damn it, Murphy!" John cried as he turned and rushed down the hallway.
~*~*~
"So, how long before she beats him within an inch of his life?" Wrex asked Liara. The asari blinked before looking at him.
"Who?" she asked and he chuckled.
"The Shepards. She's been furious since we got picked up. Watch what happens when he gets too close," Wrex pointed at the check in where Jane was signing in the crew. John was by her side, but every time he got too close her biotics would flicker near him. "I've never seen a human so mad."
"To be fair, he was taking care of Tali," Liara stated and Wrex chuckled.
"That's the problem with two clan leaders. One doesn't always listen to the other. She's going to get her revenge for him pulling that stunt," Wrex chuckled.
"I doubt the Commanders will resort to fighting," Liara stated as the room key cards were being passed out amongst the crew.
"I don't know," Wrex purred as he took his card from Jane. The commanders were at the back of the group waiting for the others to go up first. After several rounds at the elevator it was Wrex, Liara, Tali, Kaidan, Garrus, Ash, Jane and John. As the door was closing a blast of biotic blue threw John back into the lobby and Jane slammed her finger on the 'close door' button.
"Commander?" Ash chuckled.
"Oops, had a flare," Jane stated deadpan and several snickered in amusement.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 19th, 2183 CE, 05:43 hours
Location: Earth, North America, Vancouver, Hotel Royale
Jane was up and in the weight room as soon as she got up. She was still furious at John. Throwing him out of the elevator had made her feel marginally better, but she was still furious at him. She was hanging by her knees, having gravity help her with her abs as she curled up, left elbow to right knee and then reversed.
"Commander," Garrus stated as he entered and Jane gave him a nod. "Good to see you."
"PT is good for bringing down fratricidal urges," she replied before looking at Garrus prepping a treadmill. This she had to watch. She dropped down and moved to take the one next to him. They both started at a slow jog. She fought the urge to stare at Garrus' legs as he ran. He was like a giant bird with those backwards knees.
"You've been C-Sec a while, have you seen much action?" she asked and Garrus gave her a glance from the corner of his eye.
"Not as much as you...but yeah, I've seen some interesting things," he stated. He didn't elaborate and Jane wondered if he were being evasive on purpose.
"I bet you have, anything in particular that stands out?" Jane asked. He gave her an impish grin...but then all turian grins looked impish to Jane.
"I remember this salarian geneticist I was sent to investigate," he stared but his eyes grew dark. "That case was a bit...disturbing." That caught Jane's attention and she put up her speed a bit. Garrus followed her move and they were both at a jog.
"What happened? Why were you investigating him?" she asked, keeping her eyes on the mirror across from them. Garrus was clearly thinking about it as he jogged.
"I was tasked with tracking the black market trade back on the Citadel, most of it was harmless, nothing I needed to pursue," he started. "But during the course of my investigation I noticed an increase in the trade of body parts. Organs mostly. We usually get a few of those but not the numbers I was seeing. We weren't sure if it was a new black market lab or if some freak was harvesting organs from citizens."
"So what was it?" Jane asked. That would be a dark case to be on.
"Both actually," Garrus said and Jane shot him a look. He gave her one of his smirks before focusing ahead again. "But it took us a while to figure that out."
"So how did you figure out what was happening?" Jane asked.
"First we got a hold of a sample and ran DNA tests. The weird thing was the match led us to a turian who was still alive and was very convinced that he never lost his liver," Garrus stated. "After a bit of digging I discovered this turian worked briefly for Dr. Saleon, the geneticist. So I went to his lab hoping to find evidence of cloned organ development. But there was nothing, no salarian hearts, no turian livers, not one krogan testicle." Jane blinked again looking at him and he simply looked back at her.
"You're a jerk making me ask this but, you're kidding right? Why would anyone want krogan testicles?" Jane asked and he chuckled.
"Some krogan believe that testicle transplants can increase their virility, counteract the effects of the genophage. It doesn't work but that doesn't stop them from buying. They'll pay up to ten thousand credits each. That's forty thousand for a full set. Someone's making a killing out there," Garrus stated, shaking his head a little and Jane got a mental picture she could have lived without.
"What did you do about the geneticist?" Jane asked, upping her speed again. It was a run, but a median run, Garrus picked up the pace as well.
"I brought in some of his employees for interrogation, see if I could get them to talk," he stated. "While I was interviewing one of them, I came across something suspicious." There was something about that tone.
"You beat a confession out of him," Jane's tone turned cold and Garrus didn't meet her eye this time.
"It didn't matter, it paid off," he started.
"There is a human saying 'the path to Hell is paved with good intentions,'" Jane stated looking forward. "Sacrificing integrity for results is never good." They ran in silence for a minute or two before Jane decided to clear the air some. "What did you find?"
"One of my detainees started bleeding profusely during the interview. We offered to patch him up and he got frantic. Freaked out. I ordered a full exam to find out what was going on. Our medics found incisions all over his body. Some of them fresh," Garrus stated. "That was our big break. These people weren't just Dr. Saleon's employees, they were test tubes. Walking, living test tubes." Jane shuddered at that thought. Growing organs in people, how callous, how cruel.
"So he was using his own employees as spare parts," Jane muttered.
"Exactly, he'd clone their organs right inside their own bodies. Then he harvested them and sold them off," Garrus growled. "Most of the victims were poor. He'd pay them each a small percentage of the sale...but only if the organs were good." Jane knew what she was about to hear next was going to be sick. "Sometimes an organ wouldn't grow properly. So he would just leave it in. Most of them were a mess, but only on the inside so nobody could see."
"I hope you locked him away for good," Jane growled, understanding Garrus' passion but not agreeing with his methods.
"See that's the worst part...we never caught him," Garrus sighed and Jane looked at him again.
"Why not?" she cried. "What the hell happened?"
"He ran. Blew his lab, grabbed some of his employees, and headed for the nearest space dock," Garrus stated. "By the time I found out the ship was already leaving. He threatened to kill his hostages if we tried to stop him." Jane felt her biotics flash. Cowards hid behind the weak...it was part of the reason Jane loathed batarians. They used their slaves as human shields.
"Did you go after him anyway?" Jane asked.
"I ordered Citadel defense to shoot him down but C-Sec headquarters countermanded my order," Garrus stated. "They were worried about the hostages and the civilian casualties if the ship was destroyed so close to the Citadel. I told them those hostages were dead anyway. He would just use them to make more organs. They wouldn't listen."
"They were right," Jane stated as she stopped her treadmill. Garrus stumbled before doing the same.
"What do you mean?" Garrus asked. "I thought you would agree with me. Regulations hold everyone back, but you're free of them now!" Jane looked at him and stood tall. Her arms were crossed behind her back, the posture of a soldier at the ready.
"Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster...for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you," Jane stated and Garrus stared at her. "Friedrich Nietzsche. Those words helped me to survive Mindoir. I vowed that I would fight Batarian slavers whenever I had the chance, but I would never sink to their depths. I would beat them with my own strength. Do not sink to the depths of the scum we fight. We will find Saren, we will stop Saren, and we will not sacrifice a scrap of our honor doing so." She turned and headed out, leaving a confused turian behind her. As she headed for the lobby she opened her omnitool and began to use her Spectre status to start looking into this Dr. Saleon. Perhaps seeing him brought to justice the right way would help show Garrus just what kind of Spectres the Shepards were. She paused at the desk before smiling. "I would like a wake up call sent to the rooms of all the crew of the Normandy now."
"Of course, ma'am," the concierge said, slightly afraid of the evil look on Jane's face.
"Make sure to call my brother's room every ten minutes until he is out of the room," she ordered.
~*~*~
“Breakfast Commander.”
John snarled and jammed his pillow over his head.
“Sir the others are here for-”
“I heard I heard!” John snapped, sitting up and whipping his pillow at the source of the voice. A male voice made a sound suspiciously like a yip and something broke with a smash. John was breathing hard and glared at the source. Kaidan was staring at him with wide eyes, a lamp nearby smashed with a pillow.
“Uh...”
“Go away.” John hissed. Kaidan swallowed at his stared at his roommate and hurried out the door. John grunted and fell back on his bed, grabbing the spare pillow.
“Fuck you, Murphy.” John mumbled to himself before drifting back to sleep.
~*~*~
Kaidan was looking out at the blue Earth sky with a smile at the ground team began to assemble. Jane was currently taking a call on her communicator.
"You don't say..." she sighed. She didn't sound happy. "The timing is what it is. We'll see what we can do while docked." She ran her hand through her hair and Kaidan realized that it was still a little wet from the shower. He wondered if she brought her own shampoo or if she used the hotel's like him.
"If you're not careful there, LT, you're going to set her on fire," Ash whispered and Kaidan jumped, giving her a look. Ash giggled before she turned to talk to Wrex.
"What's the news?" Kaidan asked as Jane ended her call. She blinked at him before sighing.
"Forty-eight hours to finish the job," she sighed before looking at the sky. "Well at least this time I'm not contracted to stay within specific coordinates of the base."
"What do you mean, Commander?" Kaidan asked and Jane smiled.
"Jane, Kaidan, we're off duty now. The only time I was on Earth was for N-7 training in Rio," Jane said. "I should get a good look at the homeworld this time."
"Training had to take time," Kaidan stated and Jane shrugged.
"We were the best in class, we spent most of our time training," Jane replied. "I never bothered asking for leave...biotics aren't common in N-7...yet."
Soon the rest of the group arrived.
~*~*~
“So what’s the plan for today? We’ve basically got all of today and tomorrow for ourselves.” Jane said.
“Well I don’t mind playing tour guide.” Kaidan offered. Jane shot the biotic a grateful look. Kaidan grinned as the others appeared to mull the offer over.
“Not for me and Tali.” John grumped, his head pounding. Damn sisters.
“What, why not?” Tali said, confused. The Quarian was grateful Jane had ordered special dextro room service as they left the Normandy since she’d been unconscious. She was currently drinking her breakfast, a berry flavored shake.
“I made some calls late last night after we checked in.” John explained. “The spaceport in Rio de Janeiro has a small business that caters to Quarians and Turians that help out with the Interplanetary Combative Academy. Apparently enough come by to justify keeping a stock of Quarian encounter suits. It’s run by a Quarian, Bexaton’Catu. I’m taking you there to replace your suit.” John explained. “Surprise.”
“Thank you Commander!” Tali exclaimed.
“I think I’d like to go as well, if you do not mind.” Liara said. John shrugged.
“The more the merrier.” John replied and scooped up the last bit of his breakfast with his fork and popped it into his mouth. He chewed for a moment before looking around. “Where did Wrex go?”
~*~*~
"Anyone else worried that Wrex just vanished?" Garrus asked sharing a look that moved between Kaidan, Ash, and Jane.
"You know what, why don't we keep whatever each of us thought to ourselves and wait to see what he does," Jane sighed.
"I bet mine is the best," Ash grinned and Jane laughed.
"So where to first?" Kaidan asked.
"I don't care where we go this morning as long as we get to have real hamburgers for lunch," Jane replied.
"I can't eat that," Garrus stated.
"Actually, there is this new restaurant that is making human style food out of dextro foods," Kaidan stated and the group took off.
~*~*~
Urdnot Wrex had been alive for hundreds of years. He had seen people come and go. To be frank about it he had caused most of the “going” of people he knew than anything else. Not too long ago when he’d heard about these humans appearing on the scene, he had to admit, he’d been intrigued.
They weren’t the toughest species around, they weren’t the smartest, not even the prettiest. But they did have a startling ability to come out on top. Their planet had also intrigued him.
Until Earth and its humans had appeared on the scene he had never heard about a planet with such a huge diversity of animals, in the past or present. When he’d read up on the ancient dinosaurs as humans called them he had often wished they’d still been around. Especially the one called a Tyrannosaurus Rex. That would have been fun. But there was one animal that was still around that he’d heard compared to his species before, mostly to say a Krogan was “as mad as” and “as big as”. So since he was going to be stuck on this odd smelling planet for a while he decided to go out for a walk and see if he could find one. It was going to be the best day ever...
~*~*~
"I have to say, I like the hamburger, even though it wasn't made of the same stuff real hamburgers are made of," Garrus stated as they left the restaurant and Jane grinned.
"Real meat tastes the best," Jane grinned.
"I bet you got to enjoy that a lot growing up..." Ash paused and Jane nodded her head.
"We did, there is something satisfying about raising food, slaughtering it, butchering it, and cooking it, that makes it taste even better. Of course, the hamburgers I grew up on were neither beef, nor ham," Jane chuckled.
"What were you raising?" Kaidan asked and Jane opened her omnitool to show off a small creature with four legs that looked similar to a sheep or goat, but with a wide head and large mouth. Several horns emerged from the jaw. "What is that?"
"The first settlers called them the Hornchins...not original but they are a bovine species, multiple stomach, flat grinding teeth, herbivores, lots of meat, and pretty docile. When the first settlers found out that they were edible and tasted similar to beef, they were quickly collected for farming purposes," Jane stated. "Still the majority of them are wild, they give birth to four identical offspring every year. The natural predators are a small weasel that hunts in packs. They avoid humans, but they go after Hornchin babies quick. The first baby up is usually the only survivor."
"Well, on to happier topics," Ash began. "What should we do next?"
~*~*~
One thing about grabbing a planetary taxi that John hated, was the smells.
The inside of the car stank to high heaven. People spilling things or other accidents couldn’t be aired out during the ride due to the high altitude. The worst part about it was you didn’t even know the taxi stank until the doors closed and they took to the air. John glanced at Tali and envied the air filters she no doubt had built into her suit. John looked back at Liara whose face was pinched up into a look of disgust. John started to say something, some sort of apology when the taxi jerked in the air followed by a loud bang. John looked forward and saw the driver had a firm grip of the yoke.
“What just happened?” John demanded, leaning forward past Liara on the seat opposite him.
“Ah, sorry. I think the left stabilizer just gave out.” The driver explained. John swore and leaned back. “It’s not that bad, but I do have to set her down. I’ll call for another car from the company to come pick you up while I wait for a tow truck.”
“Great.” John muttered. He shot a look at Liara who seemed more amused than alarmed and Tali who was gripping the overhead rail, tightly.
“Well, it could have been worse.” Tali said. John held his breath for a moment waiting. When nothing happened he let out a sigh of relief.
“Please don’t say stuff like that.” John said as the taxi made a slow, if wobbly, descent.
“Why not?” Liara asked, curious. The taxi set down with a soft thump before opening the doors. They all climbed out, the drive tapping away on his Omni-tool to call in the problem.
“Human superstition.” John explained. “When someone says something like during a problem, it’s believed that things will get worse because of what you just said.”
“I’m glad I’m not human then.” Tali observed looking around. John took in their surroundings with surprise. They were in what appeared to be a clearing about five acres in size, with over grown grass. The area surrounding the clearing was thick with woods. There was a very old and beat up drive way leading to a road. In the middle was a modest two story home that had obviously seen better days.
“Well this is convenient.” John observed. The driver came over to them, smiling a bit.
“Actually not so much.” He said, lighting a cigarette. “I wasn’t sure about how accurate my landing would be so when I saw this opening in the forest canopy, I aimed for it. Figured I’d rather land on an abandoned house rather than a full one. Another car should be here in about thirty minutes.”
“Thanks. So where are we exactly?” John asked as Liara and Tali spread out to better take in their surroundings.
“Somewhere in the Ohio valley area.” The driver said, taking a drag from his cigarette. “Not too bad actually.”
“No not too bad.” John muttered looking around. He noticed Tali waving from near the entrance to the house and moved to the Quarian.
“Look here.” She said, kneeling down. She pulled out a faded sign from the rotted wooden steps.
For Sale
“Huh, that explains why no one is here.” John said, taking the sign from Tali. He brushed it off and frowned. “The number and listing date on here place this thing as being put up sometime in 2154. That explains a lot.”
“It does?” Tali queried. John nodded as Liara came over to them.
“Humans started their galactic push in that time frame.” Liara explained. “From what I read a lot of people living in Earth’s rural areas were some of the first colonists. Since this house hasn’t been bought, more than likely it’s been forgotten.”
“You can forget a house?” Tali exclaimed, surprised.
“It’s possible, especially if all the taxes and fees have been paid.” John explained. “The people who used to own it were probably colonists who forgot all about the money from the sale during the rush to colonize. Worst case scenario they could have been one of the tragic families that got lost or even killed. I wonder if this place is still on the market.”
“If it is, I would be very tempted to buy it myself.” Liara said. She held up wild lavender flower she had picked. “It’s quite peaceful and beautiful.”
The aforementioned peace was broken by the roar of another taxi arriving, its engines kicking up a strong wind. As Tali and Liara hurried to the arriving air car John considered the sign for a few moments longer before tossing it aside to hurry after his friends.
~*~*~
"Man it has been forever since I've been to a beach," Jane sighed from the shade of the umbrella. Garrus was resting out in the sun as Ash was playing volleyball with a bunch of recruits on shore leave.
"I don't suppose you spend a lot of time out in the sun, Jane," Kaidan chuckled and Jane smiled at the use of her first name.
"With my coloring, no, not many trips out in the sun for me. Still, I do love the beach," Jane sighed before her omnitool announced an incoming call. "Oh no..."
"What is it?" Kaidan asked.
"The Casey Police Department in Montana is calling me..." Jane sighed.
"That took longer than I thought it would," Garrus muttered from his napping spot.
"This is Commander Jane Shepard," Jane said answering the call.
"Shepard," Wrex voice said.
"Wrex," Jane replied.
"Bring money," Wrex replied.
"What did you do?" Jane asked.
"It's not my fault," Wrex replied. Jane thought that was bullshit.
"Switch the call to the officer's omnitool," Jane ordered.
"She wants to talk to you," Wrex said and there was the sound of the call being transferred.
"Hello Commander, this is Officer Steven Barr with the Casey Police Department. We have a serious issue with a member of your crew," the voice on the other line began.
"What did he do?" Jane asked.
"He killed a grizzly bear and brought the corpse into town looking to have it made into a trophy. This is usually a stiff fine, but he got a female...and its cub season..." the officer began and Jane sighed.
"How much is bail?" she asked.
"You are going to want to bring a few thousand credits in total," Officer Barr stated.
"We'll be there within the next two hours," Jane sighed.
"Thank you, Ma'am," he said.
"Beach trip is over, we have to go bail out Wrex. I'll call John," Jane sighed, fighting the urge to smirk. A krogan versus a grizzly, Jane was going to bet Wrex never even drew a weapon.
~*~*~
“Explains this to me again.” John said, pinching the bridge of his eyes. Jane’s chuckling wasn’t helping the situation any not to mention the irritation he felt for having to tell the driver to detour from their flight plan back to Vancouver to deal with Wrex. Tali’s shopping trip had gone over well. The Quarian was practically bouncing with joy at her new armor set. John had splurged a bit and used his personnel account to buy Tali the best armor they had. Now clad in a hardened suit with enhanced shields and environmental parameters she was one very happy Quarian. He’d even agreed to buy Liara the enhanced amp she somehow snuck into their impromptu shopping spree.
“I went for a walk in the woods.” Wrex began again. John winced as the officer let out a laugh.
“Skip that part, I meant the bear.” John snapped to the Krogan merc sitting in a jail cell.
“Well I’ve heard us compared to us something you humans called bears. So I found out what was the biggest bear species is and I wanted to see one in person myself. So I caught a transport to this camp in Montana.”
“It’s called a town,” Jane cut in.
“Right.” The Krogan said. “Anyways I wanted to know where I could find a Grizzly bear so I asked a local human. They pointed me to this zoo place but the Grizzly there was already caged. I asked where they live in the wild.”
“Oh Wrex.” Liara said in exasperation.
“Hey it worked, I found one!” Wrex grumbled.
“Wrex,” Jane said softly, “Grizzly bears are a protected species. They almost went extinct a few decades back. Taking the body of one into town to have it made into a trophy isn’t something humans normally do. Plus killing a female just made it worse.”
“I could have killed all of its cubs instead.” Wrex muttered.
“What?” The officer bellowed. John winced again and wished he had let his sister go bail out the Krogan alone.
“How do we get him out?” Jane asked.
“Well since it was he honestly didn’t know Grizzlies were a protected species we’re willing to commute it to a fee if he agrees to take us where he killed it, since we now have to find and raise some orphaned cubs.” The officer said. Jane sighed.
“He will, happily.” John cut in. Wrex just grumbled.
~*~*~
"Damn humans didn't let me keep my trophy," Wrex muttered and Jane patted his hump.
"At least they let us take a picture of you with it," Jane offered.
"Still, that skull would have been a great trophy hanging on the wall next to my Thresher Maw bones," Wrex muttered.
"Well, it only goes to prove that you need to do your research before you go hunting," Jane stated as they headed toward the transport van.
"I wanted to fight one of those Tyrannosaurus Rex," he sighed and Jane smirked.
"They would never have stood up against you, T-Wrex," Jane grinned and Wrex gave her a look.
"You shouldn't mock your elders," Wrex warned teasingly.
"I like it as a nickname. T-Wrex...it suits you," Jane said. "You're probably more deadly." Wrex smirked at that.
"I suppose if it is in reference to my abilities to fight...I could stand to let you call me that...but no one else," he growled.
"You got it," Jane replied. "Oh and you owe me twenty thousand credits for bail. I'm not letting you get out of that one no matter what you let me call you."
"Damn," Wrex chuckled. "Thought you would forget."
"Not even close, Krogan," Jane teased.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 19th, 2183 CE, 22:09 hours
Location: Earth, North America, Vancouver, Streets to Hotel Royale
Many of the crew was already out of the hotel restaurant by the time the ground team entered for dinner.
"Who has room for dinner?" Jane asked and Wrex made a face. "Fine go off and do whatever. Get arrested and I'm leaving you here."
"Like you would," Wrex chuckled before walking off.
"Would you?" Ash asked.
"I'd try, but John would probably wimp out and take mercy on him," Jane replied as she headed to the large table.
"I'd be taking mercy on the human police department," John stated.
"I feel like some chicken," Ash stated.
"It has been forever since I had chicken...real chicken I mean," Jane stated.
"What is this chicken, I am constantly hearing about how everything in the universe tastes like it," Garrus stated.
~*~*~
“Thank you for dinner, John.” Liara said as they all left the restaurant. He could still hear the excited voices coming from behind them, some of which included Garrus and Ash’s argument about if Garrus eating a bird was a form of cannibalism.
“Ah, don’t mention it.” John said, shrugging. “There aren’t many restaurants that serve authentic off-world food, most of it is imitation. Not to mention that conference limited our selections.”
“John, take the compliment.” Jane said, smirking at him. John rolled his eyes before settling his gaze on Tali. The Quarian seemed quite happily but she was hiccupping a bit. Jane saw where he was looking at and snickered.
“I think Tali ate too much.” Jane said. John shook his head.
~*~*~
"Turning in already, Ma'am?" Ash asked and Jane smiled.
"It's Jane for right now, Ash," Jane chuckled. "Yeah, I'm heading to bed, it has been months since I could just sleep in."
"Not going to a five am PT tomorrow?" Ash asked as Jane turned on the television.
"Rest day. Need to let the muscles keep from getting strained. I'll do some minor biotics training but that will be all for tomorrow," Jane stated.
"Well that's no fun," Ash sighed.
"I won't hold you back if you want to hit the bars but I'm staying in," Jane stated.
"I'll follow your lead, Jane," Ash stated. "What are we watching?"
"She's a Keeper," Jane stated.
"What the Hell is that?" Ash asked.
"It's an asari romantic comedy. It's basically about a pureblood asari who brings a vorcha home to meet her parents," Jane stated and Ash gave her a look. "I got trained by asari, the classes used asari children to help us. They dragged all of us, asari romantic comedies are as good as human."
"I don't know if I'll get it," Ash muttered and Jane smiled.
"If you want to stay, I'll do my best to translate the culture things," Jane grinned.
"You know a lot about asari?" Ash asked.
"More than John...but I don't know for how much longer that will last," Jane chuckled.
"He might be learning up on Quarians too," Ash stated and the two chuckled.
~*~*~
22:48 hours
“Commander?” Kaidan said after a moment. John grunted.
“What is it, Kaidan?” John asked, trying to get settled in his bed. He knew it wasn’t Kaidan’s fault but he was still annoyed that the hotel only had double occupancy rooms left. Damn conferences.
“Do you have a problem with me being on this crew?”
That got John’s attention. He reached out and switched on the lamp by his bed and sat up. He rolled over to look at the Alliance Biotic. Kaidan was staring at him with a pensive look on his face.
“Why would you ask that, Kaidan?”
“Well you’ve been giving me these looks whenever Jane’s talking to me or giving me orders…”
John stared scrubbing at his face.
“Why does this shit always happen to me?” John grumbled under his breath.
~*~*~
Garrus looked at the clock, looked at the empty bed next to him and shook his head.
"I am not even going to think about it," he muttered as he headed into the shower.
~*~*~
23:03 hours
“Say what you want about humans, they can design wonderfully decadent washing facilities.” Liara said, stepping out of the bathroom wrapped in thick, warm bathrobe. “Their shower has several different shower heads hitting your body at different angles. It is most pleasant.”
“Their entertainment is very wonderful as well!” Tali said. She was sitting crossed legged on her bed, staring at the screen set into the wall. “I discovered they supply private movie feeds to the rooms as well!”
Liara peered intently at the screen Tali was watching. Beautiful music was playing as animated images of a human woman in an elegant, bright yellow dress danced with what appeared to be a large, furry Earth animal. “That is oddly…moving. May I join you?”
“Oh please do! This Belle is wonderful and the Beast man is so sweet and rough and…”
~*~*~
"Oh my God, this is hilarious!" Ash cried and Jane laughed as they watched the vorcha try to impress his new 'father'-in-law. "I didn't know vorcha could be this funny!"
"I didn't either,” Jane laughed.
~*~*~
00:32 hours
“Go, go, go, go, go!” The crowd was chanting. Wrex was swiftly drinking a large pitcher of human beer he had obtained in the hotel bar. He had been drawn to the curious sound of these young humans chanting and laughter. Apparently they had returned from one of these convention things Jane Shepard had mentioned were going on in the area. To his surprise he had been welcomed by the rowdy human younglings. This had quickly led to many stories being exchanged and being drawn into a drinking contest with them. To his shock it was a dainty, blonde haired human female who had been paired with him in the finale, beating out some of the larger human males. He was chugging the human brew as quickly as he could but he was alarmed that the female was keeping pace with her own pitcher. Then to his shock, she threw her head back, finished her own drink and slammed it down on the table. She let out a dainty belch as their crowd cheered. Wrex finished his own drink and slammed it down to glare at the small female who was smiling at him.
“That was impressive.” Wrex allowed and the crowd of young humans roared their approval.
~*~*~
Jane was laying down with her eyes closed and Ash smirked as she flipped over to Talons.
"What are you watching now?" Jane asked.
"It's that Turian murder movie...you know the one that had the Citadel up in arms," Ash said and Jane opened one eye.
"The one where the Turian murders the humans with his bare talons?" Jane asked and Ash grinned. "We never tell Garrus we watched this."
"Done," Ash said.
~*~*~
01:21 hours
“It's not your fault!” Liara cried, tears streaming down her face as the baby lion nuzzled its father's body. She and Tali were clinging to each other. The lights had been turned off and the only light in the room was being cast by the screen as the animated feature played. Tali was sobbing at the emotional scene.
“It's so sad!” The Asari wailed as the dust began to part before the dark red figure…
~*~*~
"Leave the room, Turian," Wrex's voice snarled and Garrus blinked from his bed.
"Wha..." he started until he was lifted by one arm and then shoved out into the hallway. Garrus blinked as the door slammed in his face. He shook his head and looked around. He opened his omnitool to look at the time. He shook his head again and reached for the door only to hear the distinct sound of krogan mating purr. Garrus quickly whipped his hand away from the doorknob. He started down the hall. He couldn't remember which room was John Shepard...but he could remember Jane. He would ask her if he could either crash on the decorative sofa or if she could direct him to John's room. He heard the sounds of the television and tried the doorknob. It was unlocked, he blinked in surprise as he opened the door. The room was dark and as the two women moved in unison to look at him they both began to shriek before a blast of blue threw him across the hall.
"Garrus!" Jane cried as she rushed out. "Ash, I told you that door lock wasn't functional. Garrus are you okay?
"Why did you hit me?" he asked, blinking stupidly.
"Garrus we've been watching a horror movie, you scared the shit out of us," Jane sighed as she helped him up. "Come on in, I'll patch you up. Why aren't you in your room?"
"Wrex has company for the night," he muttered.
"I didn't know there were female krogans this far out," Ash muttered.
"She's not," he replied.
"....ew...." Ash muttered.
~*~*~
02:16 hours
John fed up with Kaidan’s quiet questions into the wee hours of the night. Normally, he himself would have been happy to stay up, talk, drink beer and bond with his crew. But he had to meet someone at 0600 hours to help arrange some things for his surprise for said crew. John finally had enough. He’d told the Alliance Biotic to stop worrying and headed out into the hall with his room card jammed into his short’s pocket, blanket and pillows in tow. He trudged wearily down hall to a set of large sofa cushions by the emergency exit near the vending machines. Sighing in relief, John spread out on them, tucked the blankets around him and rested his head on his pillows. He finally fell asleep to the soft hum of vending and ice machines.
~*~*~
"Sorry again, Garrus," Jane said as she and Ash escorted Garrus toward John and Kaidan's room.
"I should have knocked, I was half asleep. I should have bunked with Kaidan," Garrus muttered.
"Sorry about that," Jane chuckled. "I thought you and Wrex were getting along well."
"We do...he just needed a single tonight," Garrus chuckled as Jane opened the door.
"Do you have the Commander's door keyed to your omnitool as well?" Ash asked and Jane grinned.
"John insists on keeping the key cards and not programming them to his omnitool. I just made it habit to key his card into my omnitool," Jane opened the door.
"Hmmm Commander?" Kaidan asked.
"Sorry to wake you, Kaidan. Hey John," Jane started.
"He left. I apparently annoyed him," Kaidan stated, rubbing his palm into his eye. He blinked and blushed as he pulled his covers up. Jane looked at the empty bed.
"Where the hell is he?" Jane muttered.
"Found him," Ash chuckled and Jane looked at the door. Ash pointed at the vending area.
"Come on Garrus, why don't you use this nice empty bed," Jane said and Garrus climbed in.
"What are you up to?" he asked and Jane grinned from the door.
"Best you don't know...you now have plausible deniability," Jane chuckled as she closed the door.
"I feel sorry for the Commander," Kaidan muttered and Garrus shook his head.
"Can't talk...sleeping..." the turian muttered.
~*~*~
“It-it-it’s so beautiful.” Tali said in awe as images of underwater life played before them on the screen. “Do Earth fish really look so colorful? Do they speak as well?”
“Oh my!” Liara gasped as music changed from light to a dark undertone. Her lip quivered as they showed a dark, vile looking fish watching the happy yellow and white fish.
“Run, run!”
~*~*~
"You know one of the major differences between my brother and myself are?" Jane asked as she stood over John.
"What's that?" Ash stated as she returned with the requested materials.
"My brother can sleep through quite a bit," Jane grinned. "First, this is not an embarrassing place to be found."
"Commander...should I be involved?" Ash asked and Jane grinned.
"I'll take full blame," Jane grinned.
~*~*~
05:52 hours
“Shepard.”
John muttered and buried his head under his pillow.
“Shepard, why are you sleeping in the hall? And why are you colored?”
Colored? John slowly dragged himself from out from under his pillow and blearily blinked up at the figure standing over him.
Wrex was standing there, looking clearly amused. John thought he must have been hallucinating as there was a pretty little blond college girl practically molded into Wrex’s side.
“Wrex? What are you doing out here?” John asked, still a bit groggy. Wrex looked amused.
“I could ask you the same thing, Shepard. You’re on my door step.” Wrex rumbled. The girl giggled. John shook his head to clear it and looked around carefully.
The first thing he really noticed that he was no longer on the couch by the vending machines. He was lying on the hall floor, jammed up what had apparently been Garrus and Wrex’s hotel room door. He sat up and noticed that some had apparently drawn on his chest with what he hoped was lipstick and not paint. Frowning down at it he vaguely made out something about Turians not being allowed into the room in Jane’s scrawl.
“Someone also drew a pretty good set of Turian mandibles on your face.” The blonde woman noted. John rolled his eyes and stood up. The woman gasped while Wrex let out a harsh bark of laughter. John looked down and noticed his shorts and boxers were gone. Swearing, John snatched up his blanket and wrapped it around his waist like a towel.
“Who is this?” John asked Wrex, gesturing to the blonde. Wrex smirked and wrapped an arm around the woman’s waist.
“This is J’dee. She was my mate for the night.” Wrex said proudly and the girl giggled. John’s eyes went wide as he glanced at them in shock. He opened his mouth to ask the obvious.
The pair looked at him curiously.
John slowly closed his mouth and shook his head.
“I don’t want to know.” He said. He headed for the room he shared with Kaidan and it wasn’t until he got to the door that he realized something.
Whoever had taken his clothes had either intentionally or unintentionally taken his room key.
“I hate them all.” John hissed.
~*~*~
07:07 hours
Jane headed up to the shared room of Tali and Liara. They hadn't shown up for breakfast and since even Wrex showed up, Jane was a little worried about the two girls. She knocked on the door. There was a sound of a television.
"What is it?" Liara asked as she opened the door, not looking at Jane but at the television. Jane looked in to see a woman walking across a snow covered mountain as she created an ice castle.
"Oh my great grandmother loved that one," Jane smiled before noticing the bags under Liara's eyes. "Liara...when did you start watching Disney movies?"
"After dinner," she stated and Jane moved to see Tali sitting at the foot of her bed rocking back and forth with the music.
"Have you two been up all night watching Disney movies?" Jane cried and the two looked at her.
"You didn't?" Tali asked.
"Oh God..." Jane muttered.
~*~*~
“Anyone seen John today?” Jane asked during lunch. Most of the crew shook their heads no but Wrex looked up.
“I saw him just before I escorted my mate for the night home.” He replied. A couple of people stared at him.
“I didn’t see any other Krogans here yesterday Wrex.” Tali said, puzzled. Wrex shot her a smug grin.
“Who said she was Krogan?” Wrex retorted, shooting Jane a wink. Jane smirked and shook her head. Everyone at their table and even the surrounding area was quiet.
“So…this is awkward.” Garrus noted.
~*~*~
Jane's omnitool pinged around the end of breakfast.
"Hmm, looks like my bathing suit is going to get good use this leave," Jane grinned. "John's invited us to a beach party."
"More volleyball for me," Ash grinned.
"Hmmm, I do believe I have one," Liara muttered.
"Tuchunka has no oceans, I enjoy oceans, they hold many edible goodies. I have heard tell about a shark..." Wrex began.
"I will not be covering another species being killed," Jane warned and Wrex huffed.
"It was only a few thousand credits," he humphed.
"Which you have not paid back yet," Jane retorted.
~*~*~
“Hey it’s about time you guys showed up.” John said cheerfully. The crew had assemble where he’d asked them to be and were surprised to find one of their Commanders dressed in shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. He was also tending to two mounds covered with sand. One was three times as big as the other but the mouthwatering smell of cooking food filled the area.
“I should have known.” Jane mused, smiling.
“What is this, John?” Garrus asked, looking around.
“My comrades in arms and friends, allow me to introduce you to the human custom called a clam bake.”
~*~*~
"You do have some talents," Jane stated as she stood next to John as he supervised the seafood.
"I am your amazing older brother," he stated.
"By fourteen minutes," Jane retorted as she headed towards the cooler. "At least you got the good beer."
"Like I wouldn't?" John chuckled.
~*~*~
“I’m impressed, John.” Garrus said. John grinned and offered Garrus a Turian dextro beer he had tracked down during the day. While Jane and the others had played tour guides to non-humans, John had been running around in a rented air-car, picking up supplies.
“When Jane and I had our first weekend liberty during N-school I ended up in New England during a festival. I got invited to one and fell in love with it since.” John explained. A radio nearby was blaring out music and helped set the tone. Everyone was relaxing in the sand and enjoying the warm summer day.
“Still that you found Palaven crabs and clams? Amazing.” Garrus said. John shrugged and checked the time on his Omni-tool.
“Time to yank them out. Give me a hand?”
“For you Commander? Always.”
~*~*~
"Looks like no volleyball here," Jane sighed as she began to lather sunblock on her arms and legs.
"Need help with your back?" Kaidan asked and Jane smiled at him.
"Yeah that would be great," she said. Wrex chuckled and Jane shot him a look as Kaidan took the bottle of sun block out of her hands.
"I see some kids with a Frisbee," Ash stated and Jane gave her a look.
"What about it?" Jane asked.
"I'm going to see if I can get it," Ash grinned.
~*~*~
“Catch!”
John looked up from his plate to see a Frisbee gently floating thru the air towards him. Setting his plate aside, he caught it and smirked at the thrower, Ash.
“Do I even want to know where you found this Chief?” He asked. Ash laughed.
“Paid some kids twenty credits for it!” she replied, moving toward her male Commander wearing a modest black one piece and jean shorts. “I have to say Commander, this is one of your best ideas. Everyone looks like they’re enjoying themselves.”
“After everything we’ve been through together so far, it seemed like a good idea for the ground team to decompress.” John replied. He saw Jane waving frantically at him from further up the beach. He stood up to throw the Frisbee at his sister. He saw a flash of biotic blue that changed its course to the Krogan who was braving the Earth surf. Wrex it snatched the plastic disc from the air and raised it above his head to roar in triumph.
“It is, but I do feel bad for Tali.” Ashley said and John followed her gaze. The Quarian in question was watching the ocean as the sun set behind them. The reflection in the water made it look like the sun was setting in the west and the east. “She can’t feel the sand on her feet, feel the crab legs in her fingers, hell even the food she eats is a bit bland after being sterilized by the filter on her helmet.”
“True.” John said, watching Tali wave happily at Garrus and Jane, before standing up to join them. “But I don’t think any other Quarian will have the same story as her. Think about how many different places she’s been and seen during her Pilgrimage. She told me a lot of Quarians don’t even see more than one or two worlds beyond the one they choose to start at. She’s been to dozens, including the Human home world.”
“That made me realize she might not even be with us when we bring Saren down.” Ash said and John frowned. “Once she finds a Pilgrimage gift she might head back to the flotilla.”
John frowned as he watched the lady in question laugh happily and jump onto of Wrex’s back.
“I think she might just stick around for a bit.”
~*~*~
The group was cleaning up as dusk fell.
"Look at that," Jane chuckled, looking up and Kaidan blinked. Luna floated above them, a crescent of white in the night sky.
"It is beautiful," Kaidan stated.
"I grew up with moons that were blue and brown," Jane grinned. "I don't know if I will ever get over how elegant a white moon looks in the night sky."
"You should see it set over the ocean," Kaidan grinned and Jane sighed.
"I bet it is beautiful," she said and Kaidan nodded. "I never cease to be amazed by how amazing this galaxy can be." Kaidan blinked at that, noticing the jagged scar on her cheek. Jane Shepard, sole survivor of Akuze, one of the only two survivors of the Northern Continent of Mindoir. With all the horror she had seen in the galaxy, she still saw beauty in the night sky. Kaidan smiled and moved slightly closer as the two of them watched the moon for a while longer.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 21st, 2183 CE, 09:59 hours
Location: Earth, North America, Vancouver, Alliance Dry Dock 7, SSV Normandy
“I like shore leave, but I have to say I’m relieved we’re back underway.” Jane said, stretching. John nodded in agreement.
“I feel the same way. I’m worried about Saren being out there.” John said. The ground team boarded the Normandy through the front airlock and John was happy to see Joker already at the helm. “Joker! What’s our status?”
“We’re tip-top, sir.” Joker replied. “We were just waiting on you guys.”
“Glad to hear it. Request clearance and get us in the air. Head for the relay and I’ll check for any outstanding messages. Then I’ll let you know our destination.” John ordered.
“Sorry, sir, I can't do that,” Joker grinned and John gave him a look.
"John," Jane stated and John looked at her.
"What?" he asked and Jane looked at the clock and John blinked.
"Oh wise and intelligent, older sibling, your memory must be slipping. The Normandy is under MY command until 1300," Jane stated and John stared at her.
"But I gave the order already," he stated and Jane looked at Joker.
"Sorry, Commander, I'm under her direct command," Joker said, wagging his eyebrows.
"Joker, you know the drill, get us out of here. I want to start making trouble for Saren as soon as we can," Jane stated.
"I..." John stated and Jane gave him a glare. "Command is yours." He headed down to the mess to wait the two hours till his shift began.
"Your brother really forgets that he is sharing command, doesn't he," Joker stated.
"John wants Saren almost as much as I do," Jane stated and Joker gave her a look.
"Almost?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"I had him in my scope, Joker, I had him and I let him go. I want to fix that mistake," Jane stated.
~*~*~
“Message coming in from the brass at Arcturus, Commander.” Joker called out. John frowned and lowered his coffee cup. He wondered if they would have to make a detour before heading to Feros.
“Patch it through Joker.” John said, setting the cup on the railing by the galaxy map.
“Patching it through.” Joke replied. There was a moment of static before the signal connected.
“Normandy? This is Admiral Hackett here. We’re getting reports warning marked increase of Geth activity in the Skyllian Verge. Surveillance drones have identified Geth outposts on four different plants in the Armstrong Cluster. We need someone to take them out.”
“Any idea what they’re doing out there, sir?” John asked. He could hear the admiral sigh.
“Hard to say. They might just be gathering intel on us. Or maybe they’re setting up grounds for hit and run attacks on human colonies. I know you feel a bit delayed in finding Saren but you’ve and your team have experience fighting the Geth. You’re the logical choice to take out these outposts.”
“We’ll get right on it Admiral.” John assured the man.
“Excellent. We’re transmitting the locations of all known Geth outposts in the Armstrong Cluster to the Normandy now. Give my regards to your sister. Admiral Hackett out.” The message cut out with a small snap.
“Joker, set course for the Armstrong cluster.” John ordered. “I want to be on the ground as soon as possible.”
“The relay we were about to connect to also connects to that system Commander.” Joker replied. “Our ETA is 1400 hours. Also, the data from the Alliance shows the four systems suspected to have Geth activity are relatively close together. I’d estimate about an hour of travel from system to system.” The pilot replied. John grinned.
“Finally some good luck. Good work Joker.”
~*~*~
Jane was in the cargo bay doing her biotic training.
"What the hell is that?" Kaidan asked in awe as Jane seemed to hover above the floor using her biotics to lift her up.
"Asari push-up," Jane stated, controlling her breathing.
"That's a hell of an exercise," he muttered.
"A commando should be able to do this for five hours nonstop," Jane stated.
"What are you up to?" Kaidan asked.
"Hour and twenty," Jane stated. "I am the current human record holder."
"Impressive," Kaidan stated.
"It would be more impressive if I could use it like the commandos do and jump from great heights and use it to break my fall. Been a little hesitant to try that," Jane chuckled before landing.
"Still, that's something new," Kaidan muttered and Jane smiled at him.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 21st, 2183 CE, 14:16 hours
Location: Armstrong Cluster, Vamshi System, Planet Maji
“Anything of yet?” Jane asked. John shook his head. So far they had seen nothing on this red, dusty planet that reminded him so much of Mars in the Sol system.
“Not a peep but I don’t expect on until we’re almost on top of them.” John replied.
“Geth aren’t limited by things like food and basic supply drops.” Tali spoke up from the back, looking at a survey of the terrain on her Omni-tool. “They would-” She was cut off for a moment as the Mako hit a particularly large divot and made the vehicle bounce up and down. “They would choose the best defensible location they could find. Something with the mountains providing cover and protection if need be. I think this area in the north is our best bet.”
“Okay then, let’s head for that area.” Jane said. John nodded his agreement and changed course. After a few minutes of driving they reached the area Tali had pointed out. Sure enough, the slope leading up the side of the mountain was littered with Geth turrets.
“Well shit.” John muttered. He heard a chuckling behind him from the gunner seat.
“I’ve got this.” Ash replied and John blinked. He forgot it was Ash’s turn in the gunner spot.
“Go ahead and hit it, Gunnery Chief.” John said. The Mako’s guns roared, quickly taking down the turrets blocking the way. Shortly after the Mako was bouncing along merrily up the slope.
“So boring.” Wrex grumbled.
“Oh stop whining Wrex.” Jane scolded. “You had your turn on Noveria and if this base is like any other we’ll have to get out to clear it.”
“It’s not like any others.” John called over his shoulder as the Mako slowed to a stop. Jane moved forward to look over her brother’s shoulder at the monitors. There were sniper towers, they could see Geth troops moving about, including a Geth Colossus but everything, even the equipment was open to the elements.
“I can finish this real quick Commanders.” Ashley said, just before she began opening fire. With John circling the base at a steady pace, she quickly did just that.
“Okay next Geth base, I think I’m just going to take Tali and a gunner.” John mused. Jane gave him a look.
"We need to talk in the comm room when we return to the Normandy," Jane stated. It wasn't a request.
~*~*~
John entered the communications room and saw Jane standing there, giving him a look.
"What now?" he huffed and Jane's look got darker.
"I'm forgetting, John, but what is my rank?" Jane asked and John bit his lip. He'd pissed her off again.
"Commander," he stated and leaned back against the wall.
"Then stop snipping things at me like I'm Tali," Jane replied and John stopped.
"You know I don't mean to do that," John stated and Jane gave him a look.
"You drop orders at me like I'm under your command. We are not in N - 7 school anymore, John, and I will not be barked at like a subordinate when I have lead on a mission," Jane stated and John nodded at her.
"Jane, I'm sorry, I didn't mean you were inexperienced!" he stated. “I just think it would be a waste of time for the entire crew to go ground side for something this simple!”
"Then stop it, John," Jane stated. "You pulled that shit on Luna, calling for a retreat before seeing if anyone was trapped. Kaidan and I were pinned it was either waste energy fighting our way back out or holding our position to go forward on the next push. You never asked, you were so wrapped up in one injury that you endangered two others."
"Tali was hurt, Jane!" John snapped and Jane looked at him. “I was trying to keep the teams in sync as best I could and I made a judgment call!”
"Tali made a rookie mistake, John, and you blamed yourself for putting her in the position to make that mistake. She took a hit. John, I watched the feeds of her being brought in and I read Chakwas' notes. Tali's greatest risk was infection. I have news for you John, she is always at risk for infection," Jane stated. "You risked Liara, Wrex, Garrus, Kaidan, Ash, and myself by panicking over Tali. I know you took Jenkins' death hard John, but you cannot do this."
"I made a call to get a wounded teammate back to the ship." John argued and Jane’s look moved into a glare.
"Well I won't risk one teammate for six others," Jane stated. "You want to protect Tali. Start training her better and if you snap at me like a raw recruit again, I swear, I will throw you through the nearest wall." Jane marched out.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 21st, 2183 CE, 21:02 hours
Location: Armstrong Cluster, Gagarin System, Planet Rayingri
“Mako this is Normandy, do you read?”
“This is the Mako, go ahead, Jane.” John said. “Did you get your surveys of the system down, Jane?” There was a momentary crackle of static followed by Jane’s sigh of annoyance.
“Yes the system surveys went well. I just wanted to know how you three are doing.” Jane asked. John shot Garrus a grin as the Turian was adjusting his control of the gunner seat.
“Everything’s going fine Jane. Nothing so far, but we might have narrowed it down. We’re heading to where we think the base might be located. Mako out.” John said, reaching over Tali’s shoulder as she drove to shut off the comms.
“Hey John wa-” John cut her off mid-sentence and Tali shot the Commander a look.
“You didn’t let her know I was driving?” Tali questioned. John grinned at her.
“Welllllll, technically only Alliance personnel should be driving the Mako.” John said and Garrus snorted. “The regulation oddly doesn’t apply to gunners, go figure.”
“Go figure.” Garrus said and chuckled.
“Besides, you need the experience.” John said. Tali stammered a bit before taking a deep breath.
“I appreciate your faith in me Commander but I’m not sure I can do this.” Tali blurted out. John frowned for a moment. He was afraid of this. Tali had been hurt before and he had noticed it. These other missions she had just been a fraction slow. When he’d asked her questions before as they were scouting the bases her responses had been slow and he could hear the self-doubt in her voice. Garrus had been giving John discrete looks of concern. She was hesitating and that could get her killed. John smiled at her and patted her on the shoulder.
“You’ll do fine.” John said. “I’ve been thinking about this during the last two missions in the other systems. Tali you’ve got the gift to lead. I’ve seen it. You improvise on the fly, you come up with solutions to problems and you know how to work. It wouldn’t surprise me when you go back to the Flotilla that they notice it too. I just want them be even more impressed by what you’ve learned.”
“Besides we shouldn’t even need to get out of the Mako.” Garrus said, scanning the horizon. “And even if we do, John and I are here. If you get into a trouble making a decision, we can help.”
“These have been cake walk missions, Tali.” John continued. “That’s the only reason I’m doing this. Just don’t let Jane find out.” Tali giggled.
“Okay then, setting course. Mr. Vakarian keep an eye out for any Geth activity.”
“Yes ma’am!”
~*~*~
“Say that again?” Jane asked. “You’re going to do what?”
“Jane it’s just a small survey outpost, the ones they set up in advance of mining teams.” John replied from the surface. “I know we can just clear the base with only the three of us.”
“John remember what we talked about earlier today.” Jane replied. There was a few moments of silence.
“Jane this is me doing that.” John replied. “You’re right so we need to do this. Just Garrus, Tali and me.” Jane sighed and rubbed her temples.
“John, I know what you’re trying to do but this goes against Alliance protocol. You know better.” Jane stated coldly. “Because when infiltrating an enemy base, you should wait until back up is within fifteen minutes response time. You know, to keep the amount of time a person has to bleed to a minimum.”
It was quiet for a few minutes before the signal let out a beep.
“He’s requesting a private comm line with you, Commander.” Joker replied. Jane sighed.
“Put it through into the comm room Joker.” Jane replied before heading for that room. She hit a switch on the holo display. No image came up but she could hear John’s breathing on the other end. “You’re on a private line John.”
“Jane, Tali needs to do this.” John said quietly. “She’s been hesitating and what you said earlier didn’t fall on deaf ears. She do this and besides you know a typical strike team has only three members.”
“John,” Jane said quietly, “I know you are trying but this is dangerous. Just the three of you, no backup going into the unknown. Before we made up with by sheer numbers.”
“I know but I trust you.” John said bluntly. Jane sighed and rubbed her forehead.
“Okay, then go.”
~*~*~
“How would you like us to proceed, ma’am?” John asked Tali shortly after he got off the comm with Jane. Tali paused.
“Commander, I’m not sure I can do this. This is completely different than driving the Mako around while Garrus shoots.”
“I understand that and if you think you’re not ready I’ll take command, but I think you can do it.” John reassured her.
“I feel the same way Tali.” Garrus chimed in, offering his support. Tali was quiet for a moment before she shook her head.
“I can’t, I’m sorry.” Tali squeaked. John smiled and patted her on the shoulder.
“It’s okay, I couldn’t either my first time. I’ll take over.” John said, moving forward in the lead. “Garrus cover fire, Tali stay mid group.”
“Yes sir.” Both people replied moving into position. John led the way into the base and it was quiet, for now. That gave Tali the courage to ask…
“You couldn’t lead either the first time?” Tali asked. John chuckled.
“During boot camp.” John explained. “My instructors noticed the same leadership qualities in me as I see in you. So they started throwing me into leadership roles and officer training. During a mock war game simulation I got my first command. It was a disaster. I got everyone ‘killed’, as it were.” John maid quotation marks in the air as he said killed.
“How?” Tali asked and John shrugged.
“I froze. When it came time to lead my men I just didn’t do anything. The men were pretty unhappy about it until the instructors came over to explain. Everyone when they first start to learn has a single moment where they just can’t lead. Everything gets to them. The pressure, the doubts, everything just hits you and your mind and body just can’t.” John explained. “They showed me how to get over it.”
“And how did you, John?” Tali asked. John smiled at her just before he opened the doors leading from the entrance into the heart of the little base.
“I didn’t but I realized that if I didn’t lead when I was in charge people would get hurt and as long as I can I’ll never get anyone hurt if I can help it.”
~*~*~
"John! Tali! Garrus! Report, I need you to report!" Jane called into her communicator. "Damn it, John! There is a Geth drop ship heading your way. I repeat. There is a geth drop ship heading your way!"
"I found out the problem," Joker stated.
"What is it?" Jane asked and he gave her a look.
"That Geth drop ship has a jamming signal, stronger than the one they used on Eden Prime. They can't contact us and we can't contact them," Joker stated and Jane began to flash biotic blue.
"Damn him, I told him, I told him don't go looking for trouble while we checked that damn signal!" Jane panted as she tried to cool down. "I swear he better come back!"
~*~*~
“Strange.” Garrus mused. The team had just left the base after clearing it of husks and Geth, and just survived an ambush the Geth set up using a drop ship. “I expected one of these outposts to be the main base of operations for this incursion.
“I want to know why the Normandy missed a Geth drop ship heading for us.” John grumped.
“Hold on. This receiver’s picking up some kind of transmission. Based on its signal strength, I’d say it’s coming from inside this star cluster.” Tali said, looking at some readings on her Omni-tool.
“Then let’s signal the Normandy for a pick up. Once back onboard you can narrow down the system, Tali.” John said, tapping open his communicator.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 21st, 2183 CE, 22:47 hours
Location: Armstrong Cluster, Grissom System, Planet Notanban’s Moon: Solcrum
"Commander?" Tali asked from the mako as Jane carefully collected the Matriarch's writings from the dig site.
"Sorry, Tali, I wanted to make sure to collect this before the geth had a chance to destroy it," Jane stated as she got into the gunner position.
"It is alright, I just wanted to say thank you," Tali stated and Jane gave her a look.
"You don't need to do that," Jane replied.
"But I thought you didn't want to waste time helping me with my pilgrimage," Tali stated and Jane blinked.
"Tali...where did you get that idea?" Jane asked and the young quarian looked down.
"Commander Shepard. He has been training me more lately, you barely speak to me," Tali confessed and Jane pinched the bridge of her nose.
"Tali, I'm not training you because my skill sets don't suit you. I'm a biotic with a specialty in sniper rifles. You're a tech expert who relies on a shotgun. Personally I think that Wrex should be training you with firearms and Garrus and Kaidan should be training you on tech," Jane stated and Tali stared at her.
"You don't dislike me?" Tali asked and Jane smiled.
"I like you plenty, but John needs to get over your injury. He feels he caused it so I'm letting him have his time training you. Personally, if I were you, I would hang out with Wrex for shotgun tips and with Kaidan and Garrus to get their tech advice. I'm pretty sure you are the best trained tech on the ship, but they have their talents too," Jane stated as they approached the final base. "Never think that I distrust or dislike you Tali, you are one of the most talented techs I have ever met, one of the most courageous young people I know, and one of the few non-humans I trust at my back."
"Thank you, Commander," Tali whispered.
"Alright, Ash, you drive, I'm going to man the gun," Jane ordered as they rushed the last base.
~*~*~
The group entered the ship and Jane opened up the recording of the quarian singing the lament.
"What's that?" Garrus asked and Jane smiled sadly.
"A piece of history that was probably considered lost," she stated.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 21st, 2183 CE, 01:12 hours
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit
John poked his head into the engine room and smiled. Sure enough, there was Tali working diligently at her console. John came up behind her and cleared his throat. Tali spun around in surprise.
“I thought I said for you to get some sleep?” John teased. Tali laughed nervously.
“Well I wanted to get some of my mission details down while they were still fresh.” Tali explained and John chuckled.
“I do the same thing myself. Anyways I wanted to give you this.” John said, handing Tali a data pad with a memory expansion device attached.
“Shepard what is-” Tali trailed off into a gasp as she review the data. “This is the information from the Geth control nodes! I thought you uploaded this to Alliance command!”
“I did.” John explained. “And after I reviewed it I saw nothing in there that had nothing dangerous to the Alliance I made of a copy of it for you. Would this help be a good Pilgrimage gift?”
Tali was still for a moment before leaping at John. She wrapped her arms around the human male in a tight hug.
“Oh this is wonderful!” she cried. “Thank you, Shepard! Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank-”
“I get it Tali.” John laughed, hugging the Quarian back before gently pulling her off him. “Now go get some rest. We’ve had a hell of a busy day.”
“Yes sir!” Tali saluted, hurrying out of the engine room, eagerly studying the data pad.
John shook his head. She’d certainly come a long way from the shy little thing she’d been when he’d first met her a month ago.
~*~*~
Chapter 7: Justice or Vengeance
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
On the way to Ferros the twins stop to confront Garrus' demon with Jane leading him on the paragon path. Yet Jane is faced with her own demons. Can she truly be the paragon she presented to Garrus or will the demons of Akuze and Mindoir turn her blue to red?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Chapter Text
Earth Date: June 23rd, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit near Hades Gamma Relay
Jane was looking over the recon on Feros John had compiled during his shift when the comm began to blink. She ignored it, letting Joker take the call.
“This is the SSV Normandy,” Joker stated. He paused for a second. “She’s on the bridge as we speak. Roger.” He looked at Jane and she looked up from her data pad.
“Who is it?” she asked.
“Detective Chellick from C-Sec,” Joker stated and Jane’s eyes narrowed.
“That was fast, I only sent him that request two days ago...patch him through to my comm, Joker,” she stated. “This is Spectre Jane Shepard.”
“Detective Decian Chellick returning your contact,” A Turian voice stated over the comm. “I have to confess, Shepard, I didn’t think I would hear from either one of you.”
“My brother mentioned you by name. Said you were ruthless,” Jane stated as she opened a second window on her data pad.
“I’m not sure if that’s a compliment…” Chellick began and Jane chuckled.
“It’s not but I needed ruthless. When I heard about this case, I felt the need to make sure justice was served,” Jane stated.
“I can’t argue with that. I can confirm all the information you sent me, but I can raise you a lead,” Chellick stated.
“Oh?” Jane asked.
“Yes, there was a sting operation for black market organs recently. One of the dealers made a mention of going out to Kepler Verge for a pick up from the MSV Fedele,” Chellick stated.
“What will this lead cost me?” Jane asked.
“For you, Spectre, take this guy down and I’ll owe you,” Chellick said and Jane blinked.
“That is incredibly generous, Detective,” Jane stated.
“I’m no saint Shepard, but sometimes,” Chellick stated. “It’s good to have a Spectre willing to listen when we have a case like this. Maybe in the future, I might tip you off on similar cases.” Jane realized what Chellick was hinting at.
“You have my ear, Chellick…just let me take down Saren first,” Jane stated.
“Just your ear, Commander?” Chellick asked.
“I…wouldn’t count on my brother just yet, Detective, he didn’t care for how you treated your informants,” Jane stated.
“I suppose I deserved that,” Chellick stated. “Still, having one of the Shepards is not too bad.”
“I won’t chase every Citadel escapee, but the ones that are like this…yeah, keep me in the loop,” Jane stated.
“I look forward to working with you, Spectre,” Chellick stated and Jane nodded.
“Thank you for the info, Detective,” Jane stated. “I’ll be in touch.” Jane ended the call and looked at Joker. “Change of plans, Joker, we’re heading to Kepler Verge.”
“Anything in particular that we’re looking for?” he asked.
“I’ll know it when we see it,” Jane stated. “I need to go let John know what I’m up to.”
~*~*~
“Now watch.” Wrex rumbled. John was standing with Tali, watching Wrex show off. The Krogan grabbed the shot gun, and to John’s surprise, smacked it as it unfolded ejecting the heat sink and slapping a new one in, all before it finished unfolding.
“Well I’ll be damned,” Tali replied in shock, “I’ve never seen that before.”
“Me neither, I’ve always had to take mine apart to replace a damaged heat sink. They’re not really designed to be interchanged like that.” John said, shaking his head. Wrex let out deep laugh.
“I can show you and the Quarian how to do it.” Wrex offered as the elevator opened and Jane entered the room. She shot John a look.
“Maybe later, Wrex. I think Jane wants to talk about something.” John said as he headed for his sister. He did smile at what Tali said next.
“I’d like to take you up on that offer, Wrex.”
John followed his sister into the elevator. She hit the button for the crew deck and started speaking almost as soon as the doors closed.
“Did Garrus ever tell you about Dr. Saleon?” she asked. John thought for a moment before nodding.
“He mentioned it during one of our talks between relay jumps after Earth. Why do you ask?” John inquired and Jane smirked at him.
“Chellick contact me a few minutes ago. Apparently he had a lead on some black market organs coming from a ship named the Fedele.” Jane explained. John scowled as the elevator doors opened. They were silent as they headed for their cabin, but he did exchanged polite nods with Ash and Kaidan as they passed the two having dinner with some of the Normandy’s other crew. As soon as they were in their cabin Jane sat in one of the chairs at the small table in the middle of the room. John sat in the other.
“What did he want in exchange for this information?” He asked. Jane frowned.
“Apparently nothing, he even said he’d owe me a favor afterwards,” she explained. John grunted and crossed his arms.
“Bullshit. I bet you good credits he knows Garrus is onboard too,” John mused, “he just wants us to clean up his mess like with Jenna. He knows I’d tell him to get lost which is why he contacted you instead of me, who he’s dealt with personally already.”
“Actually, I contacted him. When Garrus told me about Saleon I got the feeling he saw joining us as an excuse to circumvent the law. We can't let Garrus think that being Spectres is about being above the law,” Jane corrected. She sighed and leaned back into her chair. “Plus it’ll be good for Garrus to put this to bed.”
“So where is Saleon?” He asked.
“Somewhere in the Kepler Verge. I was think we’d go over this with Garrus in the morning and we do have some info from Noveria that something is going on in that system already. This just gives us more of a reason to stop.”
“Fair enough.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 24th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Orbit around Ontarom
“So what do we have here?” Garrus asked and Jane looked at John as they stood around the planning table in their quarters.
“If you remember our visit to Noveria, we came across a terminal that indicated that something was up on Ontarom,” John stated and Jane pointed at their scan.
“We have a very obvious complex right here, however we have detected some minerals and other interesting tidbits around. We are going to hit up these locations first and then hit the complex,” Jane stated. “This should be a simple in and out.”
“We also want to check out the surrounding systems. We got a tip on possible black market organs coming from this system,” John explained and Garrus went still for a moment.
“Saleon?” he inquired. John shrugged while Jane nodded.
“I think so but we have firm info about Ontarom in the Columbia system. So we’re going to start there and work our way out from there.” Jane explained.
“You okay with that Garrus?” John asked. The Turian was quiet for a moment before grinning.
~*~*~
“Hold up for a minute.” John called up to Jane from the back of the Mako. They had been heading for the base when he spotted something on the readings. Jane slowed the Mako to a stop and turned around.
“What’s up John?” she inquired. John turned off the display from his Omni-tool that was showing the Mako’s sensor readings and moved by the others to get near his sister.
“I saw a mineral reading as we were passing by. It looks like gold and if no one has a claim on it, I want it.” He explained. Garrus and Wrex groaned in annoyance while Jane just chuckled. The others were just shaking their heads.
“You can take the colonist off the colony but you can't take the colony out of the colonist. Go on out and take two people with you. We’ll wait here.” Jane said. John nodded and pointed at Liara and Kaidan to follow him as he popped the hatch. As they exited he was thankful Ontarom had a breathable atmosphere, otherwise this little detour would have been even more annoying. He led his friends up a short hill, past what were essentially space cows. One trotted over to them but they brushed past it to the ore deposit. That’s when all of their Omni-tools began to beep in warning.
“Commander, someone is slowly draining some of my credits away.” Kaidan said, raising his Omni-tool in surprise. Liara checked hers as well and blinked in shock.
“Mine too!” the Asari exclaimed. John scowled and circled around, but saw nothing but the Mako idling nearby, the cow that was following them, the ore deposit, and more cows.
“Now it’s stopped!” Liara spoke, puzzlement in her voice. John frowned.
“When we get back to the Mako let’s have Tali go over them. Maybe we picked up a virus or Trojan back on Noveria.” John said, turning back to the ore deposit. As soon as they started again, all of their Omni-tools beeped in warning again.
“Oh come on!” Kaidan exclaimed. Once again the squad turning around to find out what was doing it, and again nothing but that damn cow was still following them…
“It can’t be.” John muttered. He circled the cow once but kept his eyes on it. Then, just as he turned his back on it, his credits started to drain away again.
“That’s it!” John shouted. To Liara’s and Kaidan’s shock he snatched his shotgun off his lower back, pressed the tip to the cow’s head and blew it clean off. The cow twitched and fell over in a bloody mess. This time when he turned to head back to the gold deposit his credits stayed secured.
“What the hell was that?” Jane demanded over the radio and John grunted.
“I’ll explain when I get back to the Mako.”
~*~*~
The group was parked on the plateau over the complex.
“Jane, take Ash and Garrus and prep here for sniping. I’m going to take the rest of the team in the Mako and drive around, be a distraction,” John stated. The three mentioned quickly got out of the Mako and trotted over to small cluster of rocks to take cover as John sped off. Jane settled herself on the rocks, set her rifle and looked through the scope.
“We have two snipers. Ash, Garrus, you two are on the snipers, I’ll take the first non-sniper furthest from the Mako,” Jane stated. Jane and the other snipers sight their targets and she clicked on her comm. “We’re set, John.”
“Call off second target…if John gives you a chance,” Jane stated as they waited. It didn’t take long for the Mako to fly up the hill. Three shots fired and the three targets dropped while the Mako landed on a fourth and the cannon decimated the fifth.
“Never saw me coming,” Garrus chuckled and Jane nodded as they began walking down the slope to where the rest of the group was getting out of the Mako. Wrex was making sure the one run over by the Mako was dead as the snipers approached. Jane shook her head as the Krogan unloaded his shotgun into the flattened corpse until it overheated.
“We ready?” John asked and Jane nodded. “Let’s see what we have.” The group entered the first room.
“We’re clear,” Kaidan said as they reached the next door.
“Let me through,” Wrex purred.
“Be ready,” John warned before nodding at Wrex. The Krogan opened the door and the sounds of mercenaries quickly broke out.
“They have a Krogan!” Wrex cried out happily.
“He is way too excited about that,” Garrus sighed and Jane nodded as she threw up a shield and slipped into the room.
“Watch the sniper!” Ash cried before the sniper’s head blew up. “Never mind!”
“Watch their Krogan!” Liara called as she Lifted him in time for Wrex to slam into the mid-air Krogan. The team moved quickly and soon enough the room was clear.
“These are mercs,” Garrus stated as he looked over the bodies.
“Not one of the big organizations either,” John grumbled. Wrex grunted in agreement.
“What the hell is going on?” Jane muttered as they reached the back room. The Shepards were side by side as point, Kaidan moved to the door. John nodded and Kaidan hit the door. It opened to reveal a mercenary holding a gun on a man.
“Stay back! I’ve got no grief with you! All I want is this bastard!” the man cried and Jane paused, that voice was familiar. The man was in a science uniform and he looked at the group with a desperate gaze.
“Please! He’s a madman!” the scientist cried and Jane looked at the mercenary again. “Mr. Toombs, you’re insane! You need help!” Jane’s blood froze. Toombs…it couldn’t be. John said nothing but he clearly noticed something was wrong with Jane.
“Shut up! You don’t get to lie! You don’t…” Toombs snarled before looking at Jane. “Shepard? My god, Shepard, is that you?” Jane lowered her pistol.
“Corporal Toombs? But…I saw you die on Akuze! How did you get here?” Jane asked, the memory of the thresher maws howls and the screams of men played in Jane’s mind.
“They took me, Shepard. The scientists,” Toombs said, the desperation in his eyes, Jane still couldn’t believe it was Toombs.
“You can’t prove any of this! This man is delusional!” the scientist cried and Jane ignored him as she kept her attention on Toombs.
“See, they were running tests on the thresher maws. They let those things hit us just to watch and study,” Toombs said and Jane felt her stomach drop. Hicks’ face as he asked her out flashed in her mind, quickly followed by the expression on his disembodied head as she ran for her life. It was on purpose…they had died on purpose. It took all of Jane’s control to keep from dropping. “I woke up in a holding cell. The scientists were delighted I’d survived. Now they had someone to run tests on.” Jane stared at him.
“Toombs, I…I didn’t see anybody. If I’d seen you, I’d have come back for you. I swear,” Jane said and Toombs gave her a look. There was something unspoken between the two Akuze soldiers.
“You can’t believe Toombs! He doesn’t have any proof! I demand a fair trial!” the scientist cried and Jane shot him an unfriendly look.
“She was there, you bastard! She knows the truth!” Toombs snarled as he aimed his gun neck level. “They’re part of some organization, Cerberus that runs secret tests like this. They treated me like a lab animal. This man deserves to die, Shepard. For you, for me, for everyone else in the unit. Are you with me?” Jane looked at Toombs, she was so happy he was alive, but killing the scientist…it would feel good, but she could sense John’s tense body. John was trusting her and with all they had gone through so far, John needed to know he could still trust her. She thought about Toombs before and remembered an honorable man.
“You’re better than this, Toombs. You’re not like them,” Jane said and Toombs glared at her.
“Don’t tell me who I am! You got away with a few scratches and a scary reputation!” Toombs snarled. “The rest of the unit died, and I was tortured for years, Shepard! You can’t judge me! You don’t have the right!” Jane locked eyes with Toombs.
“Toombs, if I could’ve helped you on Akuze, I would have. All I can do is help now. Let me,” Jane said. The screams of men years dead echoed in her ears as she looked at him. Toombs looked back at Jane, the haunted look in their eyes matched.
“Okay, I’m no murderer,” Toombs said as he lowered his gun. “They couldn’t make me one. Just as long as he goes to trial. Maybe the screaming will stop now. I don’t know.” Toombs put his pistol away and Jane reached out to place a hand on his shoulder.
“Those bastards can’t hurt you anymore,” Jane said before using her other hand to press her comm. “Joker, tell the Fifth Fleet we need a ship for pick-up.”
“Aye aye, Ma’am,” Joker said and Jane looked at Toombs.
“We will get you justice, Corporal, we will get them all justice,” Jane said and John saw something pass between his sister and her soldier back from the dead.
~*~*~
Jane floated in the hold, biotics lighting the room.
“How are you holding up?” Kaidan asked and Jane’s feet touched the ground. She looked at him a moment before she grabbed a protein shake near her towel.
“I’ve been better,” Jane stated. “Seeing Toombs opened some old wounds.” Kaidan nodded as he leaned against the support.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Kaidan asked and Jane took a sip of her shake.
“Did I ever tell you why I specialized in sniping?” Jane asked and Kaidan shook his head. “When I first enlisted my recruiter made a comment.”
“What did they say?” Kaidan asked, he knew there were some people who were not trusting of biotics and they were known to say less than positive things.
“She wasn’t rude, she had seen me shielding,” Jane stated. “She said she couldn’t wait to have a biotic shield like mine holding the frontline. I took the Officer’s Entrance Exam, I got a 1550, and she was already setting me up for a human shield.”
“1550?” Kaidan whistled. “That’s…that’s impressive.”
“It is, but she didn’t see my career as anything more than a biotic shield,” Jane said. “So I decided to show that I wasn’t just a one trick pony. I wasn’t just a biotic. Do you know the rate of biotics that go into the sniping program?”
“I imagine there aren’t many,” Kaidan stated.
“I was the first, if you look at the Asari, most of their soldiers are biotics, so being a biotic has nothing to do with your military training. Asari biotics are found in every training unit, in fact, there are few Asari commandos who are not training in multiple areas. The Alliance throws biotics straight to the front lines to be shields. Forget if they might be better medics, better techs, or better snipers, a biotic is a shield to the Alliance. I joined the Alliance because I wanted to save lives, to keep another Mindoir from happening. I won't have my fate picked out for me," Jane said as she looked at her shake bottle. "I will not be judged by one aspect of my being, be it being a biotic or a woman or a human, I am more than just a biotic. I chose to snipe because people assume a biotic's place is in the front lines, that is as assumptive as saying a woman's place is in the kitchen."
"So you don't cook?" Kaidan joked and Jane smiled.
"Actually I cook well, I just don't often have a real kitchen to work in, but you get my point, right?" Jane asked and Kaidan nodded as he looked at her.
"Yeah, if I had a score of 1550 on an Officer's Entrance Exam I might have gone for a different specialization myself," he said and Jane smiled.
"In what?" she asked and he shrugged.
"Didn't think about it until just now," Kaidan replied as Jane's omnitool beeped.
"Sorry, I need to grab a shower and some sleep," she said and waved as she walked to the elevator, Kaidan's eyes following her as she left.
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 27th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Herschel system
“Sir? I’ve got an IFF signal of the MSV Fedele.” Joker called behind him. John gave back the data pad to the crewman who had been speaking to him and made his way to the pilot.
“Is she responding to our hails?” John asked. He leaned over Joker’s shoulder to peer at the readings. The Fedele was a civilian ship but this one had been modified with several biological research modules attached.
“Actually they’re trying to use the nearby planet to shadow them and skirt by us.” Joke replied, his fingers flying over the controls and the Normandy responding.
“Don’t lose them Joker. If you do…” John trailed off as Joker brought the Normandy directly into their path. The other ship tried to veer away but Joker was right on them. This time they powered down their engines.
“Damn good work, Joker,” John praised. “I’m going back to get a boarding team. Keep them in line if they try anything else.” He turned to go get his sister only to find her watching him and Joker.
“Actually Joker sent me a message just when he called you.” Jane said, grinning and Joker laughed nervously.
“Sorry Commander, I forgot to mention it.” Joker said and John shook his head, smiling a bit.
“It’s alright Joker.”
“Come on John. Garrus wants just you and me to go with him.” Jane explained. John smiled.
“This is going to be interesting.”
~*~*~
"No one is answering our hails, Commander," Joker said over the comm as the group prepared to board.
"They’re not very friendly," John grunted, “this doesn’t feel right at all.” Jane nodded in understanding.
"He's probably getting ready to bolt in an escape pod, let's be quick," Jane stated as they entered. The main cargo hold was set up with walls made out of containers and there was the sound of something moving. Garrus gave Jane a look, he heard it too.
"Take the rear, Garrus," Jane ordered as she let John take point. They moved through the crates until they saw the creatures. They were twisted and vaguely reminded Jane of the husks on Eden prime.
"Incoming," John shouted and Jane saw a canister, she threw it at the approaching creatures and John fired. The blast knocked the creatures back. There weren't many and the canister took the majority down. Jane look at the creatures, they were most likely humans that had been tested on, but something about them looked plant like. Hard to tell without an autopsy. One managed to get by but John caught it with his free hand. Jane was wondering why he didn’t shoot it when she saw his assault rifle was discharging heat, obviously overheated. John casually bashed the creature into a crate, smashing its head in.
"I think the doctor is in," Jane muttered as they moved through the ship.
“He’s a sick bastard.” John muttered, switch his rifle for his shot gun.
“I have a bad feeling that those things may have been his crew.” Garrus noted. John grunted in agreement. They checked the bridge but it was empty. They opened the next room and Jane saw the Salarian. His large eyes gazed at her and she returned the stare.
"Thank you for saving me from those...things," he said. Jane stood down but didn't holster her weapon. She saw John move a bit to right, his gun still pointed at the Doctor.
"Commander, that's him. That's Dr. Saleon," Garrus stated and the Salarian's eyes flickered to Garrus as his mouth pursed.
"What? No, my name is Heart!" he cried and Jane wanted to shake her head. Some never believed that they were caught. "Please, get me out of here." Jane gave a look to Garrus, the look in his eyes was enough for her.
"Are you sure it's him?" John asked and Garrus nodded.
"Positive," he stated. "There's no escape this time, Doctor. I'd harvest your organs first, but we don't have the time."
"You're crazy. He's crazy. Please, don't let him do this to me," Dr. Saleon cried and Jane saw the cold coming into Garrus' eyes. She knew that feeling too well, the mental killing zone. She couldn't let Garrus forget, they were serving the law. Murder, even justifiable, was still murder.
"We'll take him in. Drop him off with the military," Jane stated and John gave her an approving nod. Jane could tell John was worried, but this therapy was for Garrus. Saleon wasn't her demon.
"But...we have him. We can't let him get away. Not again?" Garrus cried and Jane gave him a look.
"If he dies, we'll never know what he's been up to, or how he did it. We'll take him in, interrogate him, and he'll serve his time," Jane said and Garrus' eyes spoke of his readiness to follow orders but his body language was tense with contradictory thought.
"I've...okay. You're right," he said and Jane smiled. He was letting go of this demon, maybe one day she would be able to do the same. "You're a very lucky Salarian. You owe the commander your life."
"Oh. Thank you so very much!" Saleon sneered, his handing flying to his hip for his pistol. Jane brought her hand up, crackling with blue light. She threw Saleon into the air, even as he was moving his hand grasped at the pistol at his hip and she brought her own pistol up. The shot hit him in the head, splattering his brains on the ceiling behind him. She holstered her weapon and watched the body hit the floor.
"And so he dies anyway. What was the point of that?" Garrus snapped and Jane gave him a look.
"You can't predict how people will act, Garrus. But you can control how you'll respond. In the end, that's what really matters," Jane said and Garrus gave her a very thoughtful look.
"Yeah, I don't think I've ever met anyone like you, Commander," Garrus said and Jane smiled.
"Watch it, Garrus, don't think I don't know about you sneaking into my baby sister's room when we were back on Earth," John interrupted and Jane rolled her eyes as Garrus started to sputter.
"Ignore my idiot brother, Garrus, he just couldn't help himself. He has this strange idea that his jokes are funny," Jane stated. "We're done here."
~*~*~
John was busying cleaning his left gauntlet of his armor. That creature on the Fedele hadn’t damaged it but it’s…gunk was covering the glove and arm pad. He’d noticed it had been stiff to close and he’d decided to clean it and do some routine maintenance on his armor before Feros. Jane had taken command of the Normandy shortly after they got back anyways. It was perfect time to rest and decompress. He looked up as Ashley finished her maintenance on his rifle and held it out to him. He nodded at the table in front of him and she set it there.
“You were right Commander that heat sink was going bad. I replaced it and the barrel too. The end was off by a millimeter.” Ash explained and John smiled at her before turning back to his armor.
“Thanks Ash, I thought my aim was off a bit.” John explained. He frowned as the solvent didn’t get rid of some of the crud between the finger joints. Scowling he picked up a small bristle brush and began to scrub at them.
“Mind if I join you two?” Garrus inquired, approaching Ash’s maintenance table with his sniper rifle. Ash shrugged and John waved his hand at space by the table.
“Help yourself.” John said. Garrus came over and quickly began to disassemble his rifle. The three work in companionable silence for a few minutes.
“So how are you doing Garrus?” Ash asked after a few minutes. John glanced at the Gunnery Chief, noting she was now giving a pistol a once over that he was sure was Tali’s.
“I feel good actually, if a little tired.” Garrus said after a moment. “I’ll never have to lay there at night, trying to sleep and thinking about what Saleon is doing out there. Who he’s butchering.”
“Well we’re going to Feros in the next few days.” John said, finishing up cleaning his armor. He gathered it up in his arms and headed for his locker storing it away. “I’ll go talk to Jane about letting you in on light duty for the next day. You get some sleep, my friend.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: June 29th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, in transit between Kepler Verge and Attican Beta
"So ExoGeni is in charge of the Feros colony development," Joker stated as Jane took a seat in the co-pilot's seat. She had a steaming mug of what smelled like chocolate while she looked over a data pad.
"Yes they are," she replied.
"And Saren is interested in them," Joker led.
"I somehow dislike the idea of Saren being interested in another human colony," Jane stated and Joker nodded.
"How are you holding up?" Joker asked and Jane shrugged.
"To be fair. I have been in much worse condition than this," she stated and Joker nodded before the comm beeped. "Who is it?"
"Fifth Fleet," Joker stated.
"Patch it through," Jane said.
"Normandy, this is Admiral Hackett with Fifth Fleet," the stern voice stated.
"It's Jane, Admiral," Jane stated.
"Where is the Normandy located?" Hackett demanded.
"In transit right now, heading to Attican Beta," Jane responded.
"We have some intel that points to a Batarian attack on Terra Nova," Hackett stated and Jane's eyes narrowed.
"How long do we have?" Jane asked as she gave Joker a look.
"Unknown, get there fast, Shepard," Hackett ordered.
"Adjusting course now, Admiral. Shepard out," Jane said. "Joker, set course for Terra Nova...we need to be there yesterday." She got up.
"Informing Commander Brother?" Joker asked.
"ETA?" she asked.
"I can get us there in thirty hours," he said and Jane grit her teeth.
"Let's pray we get there in time," Jane whispered as she headed to wake up her brother.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 1st, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Approaching Asteroid X57
"Here's what we know," Jane stated as they pulled up the holo of the asteroid. "Twelve hours ago a group of Batarian terrorists landed on Asteroid X57. Terra Nova is planning on using this particular chunk of rock for resources and then for use as an orbital station. The Batarians are planning on throwing her into Terra Nova...most likely into Scott, the capital."
"The death toll will be staggering," Liara gasped.
"Bastards," Ash added. Jane nodded.
"Intel got wind of the location but not the plan. We need to go in and we need to go in fast and quiet," John stated.
"Small team on this one, guys," Jane stated.
"Commanders," Kaidan said and the two nodded.
"We're tagging Tali and Garrus on this one," John stated and the two mentioned crewmen nodded. "We slip in under the radar and we take them out systematically."
"Roger that," Tali stated.
"Gear up, we're on the ground in ten," Jane ordered and the room cleared out.
~*~*~
As the Normandy was sweeping by the drop the Mako the Normandy’s VI connected to this comms.
“Status: Sensors reveal three fusion torches propelling Asteroid X57. At its current rate of acceleration, the asteroid will collide with Terra Nova in approximately four hours. Analysis: Torches must be disabled to cease the acceleration.” The computer program chirped. John was strapped into the Mako’s pilot seat with Jane, Garrus and Tali in their seats behind them.
“Shit.” Jane muttered.
“Everyone set a timer on your Omni-tools for three and half hours.” John ordered, doing the aforementioned to his own. “We are officially on the clock now.”
“Commanders, I’m getting a distress call from the asteroid.” John said over the comm. John looked over his shoulder to see Jane was scowling.
“Put it through Joker.” Jane ordered.
“Aye, aye ma’am. Patching in through.” There was a momentary squelch and then the message came in.
“-lo? Hello? I heard your transmission. Can you hear me? They haven't found me yet but I can't talk long.” The Mako jerked as the Normandy launch it out of the shuttle bay, sending it to the asteroid below. “Please. Shut down the fusion torches or we're all going to die. God, I hope you're hearing this.”
“John resource asteroids like this are usually brought into orbit for the supplies.” Jane said as John stomped on the accelerator, making the Mako zoom forward.
“I remember. I know they set up transmitters to boost communications on the asteroid and with the colony. We could use it to find the outposts and fusion torches but that would waste I have some general readings the Normandy took with heat blooms. We can use them to find the torches and waste less time trying to find the transmitter.” John explained. “I’m heading for one of the heat blooms now.”
“Actually Commanders, we Quarians have encountered used Alliance resource asteroids before.” Tali chimed in from the back. “We learned how to send out a general ping that helps us find them so we can salvage the transmitters.”
“Good idea Tali,” Jane praised. “Do it.” Tali unbuckled herself and moved past Jane and tapped away at the communications console. The Mako’s sensors pulsed and something responded in the distance. Tali marked it on the map.
“Damn good work, Tali.” John remarked, changing course. They zoomed up a large rocky formation before reaching the transmitter.
“Tali with me, Garrus work the gun as John keeps an eye out.”
“Yes ma’am.”
The two women exited the Mako quickly. John watched them carefully, Jane with her sniper rifle unfolded and providing Tai with cover as she hurried over to the transmitter.
“This is going to take a few minutes, Commanders.” Tali explained over the comms. “The transmitter has been disabled.”
“You’ve gotten fifteen minutes Tali,” Jane said. “That’s all we can afford. If you can’t get it running by then we’re going to use John’s plan.”
“Yes ma’am.” It was quiet for about five minutes before the transmitter let off a few sparks and then the Mako’s map over view of the area lit up with three survey stations, the fusion torch locations and the main complex.
“Transmitter is online and we’re patched in, Commanders!” Tali declared happily. John grinned as they began to jog back to the Mako.
“Well done, Tali. There’s a survey post not too far from us. As soon as you two load up we’re heading there then to the closest torch.”
They found the outpost in short order with only the body a G. Mendel who had been badly beaten before being shot in the head. Jane grew quiet at the discovering that. They all were quiet in fact, it was just grim reminder of how savage Batarians could be. On the way to the fusion torch they also found a burned civilian cargo transport with the body of a T. Slajs. Soon after they made their way to the first fusion torch.
The fusion torch was protected by six heavy turrets but they quickly took them out. The only thing of note was that woman tried to contact them as they approached the first fusion torch but she went silent very quickly afterwards. After quickly circling the turrets and taking them out, they headed inside to turn off the torch.
And John was remembered just how much his sister loathed Batarians.
~*~*~
Jane and Garrus flanked the interior door after they made their and John gave them a nod. The door opened to reveal Batarians feeding a human corpse to varren. Jane's eyes narrowed in rage and John quickly moved to the side letting Jane and Garrus kneel in the doorway and make short work of the varren before ducking back behind the door.
"Shielding," Jane cried as she quickly threw up a barrier and ran for cover inside the large room. John followed and went to the opposite side with the Batarians focusing fire on Jane.
"Release the varren!" a Batarian cried and Jane quickly used a singularity to trap the two beasts. John and Tali began dealing with the closer threats while Jane and Garrus worked on the Batarians in the back. The battle was over fairly quickly. The group moved through the room and headed for the stairs. The upstairs was clear and the group went off of high alert.
"Tali," John ordered and Tali quickly moved to shut off the torch.
"Offline," she said.
"That was a little too easy," Garrus stated.
"If you take out the massive turrets and the need to take out enemies before they alert the others," Jane replied.
"I'm reading that the torch is offline," the woman's voice whispered over their comms. "Was that you? Can you hear me?"
"I hear you. What's going on? Who are you?" John asked and Jane pulled her rifle up and stood by the door watching.
"My name's Kate Bowman. I'm an engineer. I was part of the team assigned to bring this asteroid to Terra Nova," the woman said. "We were attacked yesterday by Batarian extremists. I've been hiding since they arrived. I think they know the torch went out."
"Do you know why they are doing this?" John asked and Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes. Batarians came to human colonies for two reasons, to get slaves or to kill, sometimes they did both.
"I don't know. But if this asteroid isn't slowed, millions of people on Terra Nova are going to die. If I find out anything I'll...I've got to go. Good luck!" Kate whispered before the link terminated.
"That's not good," Garrus muttered.
"We need to get moving," Jane stated and the group headed down. Jane entered the atrium and saw a form. "Hey!" The form shot at her but her shields blocked it.
"Oh, God!" the form cried. "I didn't mean to...are you hurt?" A human stepped out of the shadows, clearly rattled.
"Takes more than that one shot to bring me down," Jane stated.
"Sorry, I didn't even realize you were human until...well. Guess I'm not much of a soldier," the man said.
"I know you're scared. But we're here to help. Commander Shepard, with the Alliance," Jane said as the rest of the team approached.
"Simon. Simon Atwell. I'm the chief engineer on this rock," the man said. "Listen, we don't have much time. The Batarians fired up the fusion torches. You've got to shut them down before we hit Terra Nova! There are four million people down there, Shepard. I...my family. They live in Aronas. My kids and grandkids. Nice community. Good schools..."
"Batarians everywhere, and we need to shut down all three torches. Anything else we should know?" John asked.
"One of the torches is surrounded by live blasting caps. We were set up to excavate when we arrived at Terra Novas. I rigged them with proximity detectors," Simon explained. "That tank of yours will set them off, so you'll have to go in on foot. Even then, they'll explode if you get too close. Just go slow and easy and you should be fine."
"You set them up. Can you disable them?" Jane asked.
"Not from here, no," Simon said. "There are manual controls by the entrance to the torch facility, inside the blast zone. You can disarm the caps there. One last thing: I had a crew working off-site when the attack hit. I'm worried about them. These Batarians are ruthless. I saw them smash the faceplates of guys working vacuum. And those varren...I don't think they always wait for a corpse before feeding."
"Those guys, any idea where we could find them?" Jane asked.
"They were running checks on our perimeter equipment," Simon explained. "Easiest thing would be to tap into the transmission tower out on the surface. The equipment stations will show up on your sensors."
"We've already found two," Jane stated and Simon gave her a look. "Mendel and Slajs are both dead." Simon looked down.
"We'll look for the rest," John said. "But the torches are our main focus."
"Yeah...you're right. Saving Terra Nova's more important than my team," Simon wore the face of a man who knew hard decisions. "There were a bunch of engineers over at the main facility, but they're probably all dead. That, or being held hostage by the Batarians.
"A woman named Kate Bowman contacted us. The Batarians haven't found her yet," Jane said.
"Katie's alive? She's one of my best engineers. She signed on with her brother. Aaron, I think his name is. He's part of the security detail. I hope they're okay," Simon said.
"Give me a worst case scenario. We can't stop the asteroid. Could the colony be evacuated?" John asked.
"Evacu... Shepard, it took 30 years for the population to grow that large," Simon stammered. "I'm sure they're moving people to remote areas, but they'd never be able to get more than a few thousand off-world. We just don't have enough ships. No one does. Well, maybe the Quarians. But I don't see them suddenly showing up and offering us a ride."
"You'd better find a good place to hide. If the Batarians come back and find you..." John began and Jane looked at the door.
"Yeah, I think I'll make myself scarce. Good luck, Shepard," Simon said and the group nodded at the man.
"This is bad," Garrus stated and Jane shook her head.
"We can do it...we have four hours to do this," Jane said.
"Can we?" Tali asked.
"And still make it back to the Normandy in time for lunch," John replied and they climbed into the Mako.
"I have a reading on a site right above the torch...we should check it out," Jane said and John nodded. The ride was unpleasant but they arrived at X57 Radio.
"It's a radio station," Tali stated and Jane looked at the messages.
"Let's go, there's a survey sight on that next ridge," Jane said.
"Jane..." John began.
"It's worth it if we find one engineer alive," she said. As John bounced the Mako to the next site it was clear no one was alive, but Jane got out and quickly entered the structure. A body in the burned remains of the structure. She found the recording. As she exited, she shook her head and headed in.
"I have an idea for the next torch," John stated and Jane listened as he drove.
~*~*~
“You’re insane, Commander.” Tali noted over the comms. John just grinned to himself as he led Tali carefully around the back of the building, paying attention to the sensor readings of his suit and staying away from the charges the best he could.
“They’ll never expect a small team to come up behind them as Jane and Garrus take out the turrets. I’ll cover you as you take the charges off line. Then Jane will drive up once we’re done. Simple.” John assured her. Tali seemed to give him a look and he was willing to bet credits that she was muttering and swearing at him. A missile flew over their heads as Jane drove by in the distance, focusing on the turrets. After ten tense minutes they finally picked their way through the jerry rigged mine field. They crept along the side of the building. When they got to the corner John made a hand signal for Tali to hold position. Then he peaked around the corner.
Four Batarians but two were holding rocket launchers. Fortunately for him, they were closer to the corner than the other two. Making another hand sign for Tali to wait there, he drew his knife. He silently crept up behind the closet one. When he was close enough he lunged forward, grabbing the Batarian from behind around the throat with his left hand and jamming the knife into the Batarian’s back where he approximately remembered the Batarian heart to be. Since the Batarian was caught off guard his shields weren’t up and the specialty yet expensive blade penetrated the armor with all of John’s strength. Still the armor was armor after all and as the systems tried to protect the terrorist the shields flared to life, snapping the blade in half. John cursed as the shield flared drew the other three’s attention. As they moved John tackled the other rocket trooper, sending him to the ground. Before his suit’s own shields flared to life, John smashed the hilt of his broken blade into the Batarian’s face mask, shattering it. John dove away as the other two opened fire, their friend already dead from the sudden atmospheric decompression of his suit. As he skidded on the ground he dropped the handle and snatched a grenade from his belt. He tossed it at the two and it detonated in their faces. It sent them flying into the mine field and even if they had survived the initial explosion, the mine they landed on finished the job.
“You’re clear, Tali.” John said over the comm, getting to his feet. Tali scurried from around the corner and quickly went to work on the demolition charge console. After a few moments the charges were disarmed and Jane and Garrus drove up in the Mako. They were quiet until after they got through the airlock and they were all, expect for Tali, taking off their helmets inside.
“Nicely done, John. “Jane said as they cleared the room. Nothing was inside.
“Thanks Jane. Broke my knife though.” John said, giving a fake pout making the rest of the team chuckle.
“I heard they’re coming up with something called an Omni-blade, Commander.” Garrus said, unslinging his assault rifle. “You should get one of those when you can.”
“That sounds interesting.” John mused. Jane shook her head as they took up positions around the door to the inside. Exchanging a nod with his sister, they opened the door. This room was filled equipment provided excellent cover as they stormed in. With the four of them working together, they quickly disposed of six Batarians and six rocket drones. John was happy to note that Garrus and Tali were quickly falling in sync with them. On the way to Feros he was going to suggest to Jane that they break the ground team into two smaller teams, one led by each of them. If the others were falling in sync with them just as well, two well trained, well balanced fire teams would give them more options.
They found the fusion torch shut off upstairs and just as Tali was finishing shutting it down Kate Bowman came back on over the comms.
“Are you there? You’ve got to hurry. You’ve really pissed them off. Their leader’s setting charges everywhere. I think he’s going to blow this whole facility.”
Jane pressed a hand to her ear piece.
“Kate, we’re trying to reach you. We just shut off the second torch. Try to stay safe and off the comms now. We’re go-”
“Get away from there!”
“Oh fuck no. Please no.” Jane whispered and John frowned. A Batarian had found her. There was the sound of scuffle.
“Don't shoot. Please!” Kate again.
“Who's shutting down the torches?” Another Batarian demanded.
“Tell him Kate, We’ll be fine.” Jane whispered. She was shaking in rage and Garrus shot John a concerned look. John shook his head.
“I won't ask you again.” The second Batarian snarled. After a few moments there was a loud gunshot. “Find this problem and deal with it. Get her out of here!”
As the comm shut off Jane stormed from the room.
~*~*~
"We could make a U-shape around the main building, hitting the two sites of interest, then hitting the third torch," Jane said as they made their way back to the Mako. John gave her a look. "They're looking for us now. They won't expect us to go the long way."
John waited until they were back inside the Mako before responding.
"Do we have time for that?" he asked.
"With you driving, we will," Jane said and the twins nodded. John made the Mako fly and soon enough they were at a relatively empty construction camp.
"I found something you might like," Garrus called and showed them a note indicating an explosives cache.
"Explosives are good," John said and Jane nodded.
"Let's get them before the Batarians have a chance," Jane said.
"Am I the only one a little worried about riding in the Mako with explosives?" Tali asked.
"I wasn't until you mentioned it," Garrus replied.
The next survey station was the same as the prior two, just dead bodies.
"They made sure to kill as many as they could," Jane stated, puzzled.
"I know it doesn’t make damn sense," John agreed.
"What do you mean?" Tali asked.
"John and I wrote the Mindoir Review, we know Batarian policy.” Jane began.
“You wrote the Review,” John said as he tried to find any explosives. No luck. “I just gave a helpful paragraph or two.”
“This is unusual. They normally take as many slaves as they can but this reads like an extermination," Jane stated, ignoring her brother’s quip.
"Extermination?" Garrus asked.
"That's what's weird. They usually only kill those they can't take as slaves. They've been on the asteroid long enough to have processed every member of the team for slave transport, but they're not, they're killing everyone," John replied.
"The Hegemony wouldn't condone this..." Jane started.
"But they sure as hell wouldn't condemn it either," John replied.
"I don't like this," Jane growled.
"There's nothing to like," John replied as they approached the third torch. "Look...more turrets."
"A lot of good they did when the engineers needed them," Jane sighed as John began to blast.
"What do you think about this?" Garrus asked Jane and her face was hard.
"Batarians hate humans. This is just another group looking to kill as many of us as possible," Jane said in a cold voice.
"We'll stop them," John said as he maneuvered the Mako around, slamming the Mako into a hard skid to avoid a rocket barreling right at them.
"Eeek!" Tali cried as she slid into Garrus.
"What are our chances?" Garrus asked.
"Of stopping this rock?" Jane asked. "Excellent, we've only been here forty minutes and we're already shutting down the last torch."
"Of saving the engineers?" Tali asked and Jane got quiet.
"We've already failed to save five," she answered. "I don't know...but I intend to make sure we save as many as are left breathing."
"Then let's shut down this last torch and head over to the main facility," John said as he pulled up in front of the torch.
"Done already?" Tali cried.
"I know what I'm doing," John replied as they got out of the Mako.
~*~*~
As they entered the third torch facility John was surprised to find only three Batarians and two varren guarding the torch. They again made short work of them and went upstairs to turn off the fusion torch. John himself couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh of relief as Tali disable the final torch. They headed down stairs and John was almost expecting what he saw. Three Batarians holding guns on them down the end of the room from the stairs. Jane's rifle was in her hands in an instant and she was raising it to her shoulder.
"Hold it right there. This doesn't have to end in bloodshed," the Batarian in the middle said. Jane kept her eyes on the space between his four eyes. Batarians liked confusing humans with which eye to look at, Jane made up for it by looking at their foreheads right above their nostrils. "Don't come any closer." He put his weapon away and John did the same. Jane almost kicked her brother in the back, but she didn't dare with three Batarians, two of which were still armed. "We can do this the hard way...or we can end this peacefully."
"I didn't think you Batarians knew the meaning of the word," Jane snapped. John's body went stiff and Jane knew she shouldn't have spoken.
"Look, I'm just doing my job here. Hijacking this rock wasn't my idea," the Batarian confessed and Jane wondered what his job was. "I signed on to make a little profit. A quick slave grab. Nothing more." Jane's blood boiled, her finger twitched but she didn't squeeze, not with John facing the two guards.
"This isn't just a slave grab anymore. Millions of people are going to die," John said.
"Don't you think I know that?" the Batarian snarled. "I'm just following orders here. If it were up to me, we'd have already left."
"Well, it's not too late. You can still leave," John said and Jane fought to keep from swallowing her tongue. He was going to let them go?!
"I don't think so. Balak would skin me alive and sell my hide out of spite," the Batarian said. "Crazy bastard. This whole mission's gone to hell and I'm gonna pay for it."
"So why do you listen to him?" John asked and Jane focused on Alliance negotiation technique. She hated dealing with Batarians. Hated them. But she wasn't dealing with them...John was. Her finger twitched on the trigger and Garrus shifted next to her. She had just told Garrus off on revenge, what kind of a hypocrite was she? One that had lost her whole childhood and innocence to her demons. Jane couldn't understand how John was so patient and calm.
"Good question. I had a bad feeling about this from the moment we landed. Now Balak wants you dead," the Batarian growled. "And what Balak wants, Balak gets. I can't change that."
"Do you always want to be second in command? Get me out of here and I'll take care of Balak. Then you can start giving the orders," John said and Jane knew he was creating unrest in the band of Batarians, but she was still sick of them.
"An, uh, interesting proposal. It certainly has benefits over the current situation," the Batarian stated. He hesitated for a moment before nodding and looking at one of the other Batarians "Shut it down. This is Balak's problem now. I hope you're as quick with a gun as you are with your promises. For both our sakes."
"Balak will get what's coming to him. And so will you if I ever catch you in human territory again. Are we clear?" Jane said as she trained her killing eyes on him. The Batarian looked at her for a moment, then at John. There was a bit of recognition there.
"Perfectly," he said before tossing a security pass at John. "Balak's holed up in the main facility. You'll need this to get in. Don't underestimate him. He's a mean bastard." He looked at his men. "Let's go. We're getting off this rock." Jane watched them go, finger twitching on the trigger. John placed a hand on her shoulder and the group waited a moment before heading back out to the Mako.
~*~*~
The Main Facility again six turrets but three were mobile on tracks. Jane was oddly quiet as John quickly drove around them, Garrus using the Mako’s turret to quickly take them out. Then as they were making their way inside John noticed Jane was staring at a blood stain by the communications console. That was not a good sign.
They made their way up the stairs into a courtyard area and a large group of Batarians with several drones began to open fire. They hunkered down behind the walkway guard for a moment.
“John, Garrus and I are going to find a perch, give you guys some cover fire.” Jane said, before darting off. Garrus blinked in surprise as Jane moved. Then he followed her as quickly as he could.
“Tali stay right next to me, okay? I want to do a slow march up the right side. If we draw them to us, Jane and Garrus will get some clear shots.” John ordered. Tali nodded and brought her shotgun up to blast a drone that tried to get above them.
“You got it Shepard.” She replied. John shot her a grin and they stayed low. Popping up to blast down any drone that got close. When a few Batarians rushed them Jane or Garrus would take a few down as John and Tali shot the rest. They had slowly made their way along the edge before it got eerily quiet. One last Batarian tried to rush them, screaming for them to die but Tali blasted him in the face with her shot gun. John was about to call Jane and Garrus down to help them find where the hostages were when he heard a deep growl of a varren. He looked to the back of the room and he saw a Batarian descending the stairs with two varren and another Batarian by his side.
“You humans. You're almost more trouble than you're worth.” The Batarian snarled.
“You must be Balak.” John noted. He kept his gun at the ready but not point at him. He saw Garrus making his way from his left with his Assault rifle at the ready. Tali was covering John on the right. He smirked to himself as he thought about Jane taking aim at Balak’s head. He held up his left hand in the Alliance signal for ‘hold for orders’. Then he turned focused back on Balak. “Let the hostages go and maybe you'll live long enough to explain yourself to the Council.”
“I don't answer to the Council! Or to you. I'm leaving this asteroid. If you try to stop me, I'll detonate these charges and your helper and her friends are all going to die.” Balak snarled. John glared.
“I can't just let you go, Balak. Not after what happened here.” John snarled.
“This is nothing. You humans have done far worse to the Batarians. We've been forced into exile. Forced to survive on what we can scrounge up. It’s been like that for decades.” Balak snapped.
“Why take it out on these people? They didn't do anything to you or the Batarians.” John questioned.
Didn't do anything? Aside from colonizing a world that could have been ours? Aside from using resources that should have been ours? We were left to defend ourselves. But the humans were stronger than us. We knew that. The Council knew that. But it didn't matter. It was you. You and your kind are the only reason we're in this position.” Balak retorted.
“How does killing innocent people make up for that?”
“We had no other options. Sometimes you need to get someone's attention before they'll listen.”
“Is that what Elysium was?” John demanded, fed up with Balak’s apparent high and mighty routine. “A way to get our attention? Well, you got it. And when we responded you ran like cowards. Now you want to start it all over again.”
“Enough! You couldn't possibly understand...Actually, you just don't want to understand. And I'm done wasting my breath. Now, if you want your friends to live, I suggest you step aside.” Balak ordered. John ground his teeth,
“You can go. But this isn't over. I'll find you eventually.” John snapped, but he did step aside. No matter what happened he would never sacrifice innocent people just to get someone.
“Maybe. But I made sure you won't follow me today. Those charges are still on a timer. Better hurry if you want to save your friends.” Balak snarked before hurrying off. John swore under his breath and then swore again as two more drones flew in behind the retreating Batarians.
“Garrus cover Tali while she disarms those bombs! I’ve got these things.” John ordered. As the two scurried off and John opened fire on the drones he had to wonder where the hell his sister was.
~*~*~
Jane watched over John as he looked up at the Batarian on the top of the stairs. Balak. Jane's eyes looked at Balak, memorizing his markings. He would not get away if she had anything to do with it.
Jane had her scope centered on Balak's skull. Right between all four of his eyes. He was so focused on John, he and his troops hadn't noticed that she wasn't with them. The cross hairs were steady, John only had to give the signal and Balak would be a splatter on the back wall. She could probably get the two guards flanking him too.
John was making the stand down signal and Jane was furious. Was he crazy? She could take Balak! John had no faith that she knew when to fire or stand down. Anger burned in Jane.
Jane's eyes bulged as she realized Balak was going to get away with it! That vile, racist was so diluted by his victim complex that he couldn't see what the Batarians really were. Bottom feeders, low-lives. Jane could remember the stench of her father's body as it burned, the smell of her mother's blood. Killing cold seeped into her body as she prepared to fire on Balak. The murderous son of a bitch wasn't leaving this damn rock. John knew she was on Balak, but he didn't know where she was. John wouldn't stop her from putting this mad dog down. As she was about to fire Garrus moved.
Garrus had faced Dr. Saleon and had listened to her. Jane felt sick as she realized the truth. Leaders had to lead by example. Bile burned the back of her throat as she pulled her rifle off of Balak and she glared at the Batarians. As she watched them run off she headed after them…
~*~*~
The blast hit the doorway in front of Balak's face and he paused as he was about to exit. Jane stood there and looked at him, the tip of her rifle smoking.
"I will find you...and I will kill you," Jane stated before she turned on her comm. Hopefully she could warn Balak's deserters. "Balak is leaving the main facility at this time. Just thought you would like a heads up." She turned and saw a drone, she quickly brought it down before taking on its twin, when she looked back at the doorway, Balak and his group were gone.
"Jane we got the devices," John said over the comms. Simon appeared in the doorway and looked at her.
"He left? Is that...is that all right?" he asked Jane and she looked at the older engineer.
"Letting him go was better than the alternative," she said, her hands tightening on her rifle. "I thought you were going to stay someplace safe?"
"I...there might have been something I could have done to help. I thought I should be here. I know this asteroid better than anyone," Simon said. "You did it. Another hour and our course would have been irreversible. I ran the numbers, Shepard. X57 would have struck near the capital city. The most densely populated region. But that's not going to happen, thanks to all of you." The two of them moved to meet up with John and the others outside of a door.
"Is Katie in here? Is she all right? Is her team?" Simon asked.
"Balak was holding them hostage. I let him go to save them," John said.
"Let a terrorist go, or sacrifice innocent lives. I...I'm glad that not a choice I had to make," Simon confessed. "Is that...will you get in trouble for that? I mean, he could do the same thing somewhere else. Couldn't he?"
"Yeah, he could. Balak seemed like a practical man," John said and Jane stood next to him.
"Practical, but callous. If he'd been in your place, John, Ms. Bowman would be dead now, along with all the terrorists," Jane said. "But I'm not going to sacrifice people who happened to be between me and my target." She looked at Garrus. The Turian’s blue eyes shone with admiration.
"So what happens now? The bad guys get away?" Simon asked.
"Balak gets away today," Jane said.
"But we'll be after him tomorrow, and the day after that. Me, my crew, and every other crew in the Alliance," John said, his hand on Jane's shoulder. He did his best not to look shocked at the clenched muscles in his twin's body. "He'll run, and he'll hide. But eventually he'll slip up, and we'll get him. Bad guys never get away, Simon."
"Not unless the good guys give up," Jane added, making sure Simon knew that she didn't intend to do that.
"Well, I wouldn't want you after me," Simon said, giving Jane a nod. "Thank you. For my grandchildren's lives. I don't think I'll stick around, though. Not with the team gone. Too many ghosts. It's time for me to get back and spend some time with my family. But before I go...I'd like to offer you something...maybe you'll have more use for it than I will. As lead engineer, I get some quality items. Take your pick: you've earned it. I hope you get good use out of it." He pointed to some crates in the corner.
"Simon...we found the rest of your team...their bodies, anyway," Jane said and Simon looked down.
"Oh...I...I see. Well, then. I guess it's better than not knowing," Simon muttered.
"Take care of yourself," Jane said.
"Be well. We owe you," Simon responded as Tali finished hacking the door. The engineers quickly rushed out. A woman approached John.
~*~*~
“I can't believe you let Balak go...to save us. I half expected you to just let us die. Sacrifice the few for the many.” Kate wondered.
“Then I'd be no better than the Batarians. Beside, Balak won't get away with this. I know who he is now. He can't run forever.” John noted. Jane scowled.
“Huh. You sound like my brother. He was always so stubborn. But always willing to do the right thing...no matter what.” Kate said and Jane winced
“I wish we could've save him, too.” Jane said. Kate sighed.
“It's not your fault. You did what you could. At least Aaron died in a place he loved. He was the one who convinced me to join the team here. Said it would be an adventure. I...I don't mean to sound ungrateful, but I should see to Aaron.” Kate said and took in a deep, shuddering breath.
“I understand. You've been through enough today. We'll get out of your way.” John said. He motioned to the others and they began to leave.
“Thank you...huh, I don't even know your name.” Kate mused. John smiled.
“I’m Commander John Shepard, that’s my sister Commander Jane Shepard, the Turian is Garrus Vakarian and the Quarian is Tali’Zorah.” John introduced them.
“Thank you. You're not exactly what I expected, but thank you.” John smiled and waved and Jane hesitated for a moment before she left.
“That was a brave thing you did, Kate.” Jane praised her. “Contacting us on the radio, risking your life.”
"Stubborn and determined runs in the family. My father was in the Alliance, back on Earth. I think he was disappointed none of his kids signed up, but he’d be proud of Aaron. Sorry...I'm just...” Kate trailed off.
“You've been through a lot. I'll get out of your way. So long, Kate.”
“I appreciate that, Commander. Goodbye.”
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 2nd, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit to the Citadel
John was starting his usual PT round as Jane entered the hold. He paused to look at her and she crossed her arms.
“I know what you want to talk about Jane," John sighed. "But I don't feel like talking."
"No John, we need to talk," Jane stated as she took a fighting stance.
"Jane..." John said in a warning tone. Jane's biotics flared and John rushed her, getting in quick. He went for a shoulder jab only to end up with his arm caught between hers.
"We are talking about this now. We haven't had to be in the same unit since N-7 training and we are barely cohesive," Jane said before kicking John backwards, biotics swirling around her in preparation of attack.
John stepped back to let Jane's kick pass by him. As Jane lashed a hand out to catch him in a Stasis field John side stepped her hand. He grabbed her free arm to wrench it behind her back as he pinned her extended arm by her side. Jane bit back a gasp.
"We may not have been the finely tuned team we were then but we're both much better than we were." John snapped in her ear. Jane reared her head back and John was forced to let go or have his nose broken.
"That's my point," Jane stated as she ducked down to try a leg sweep. "Both of us have lost men, John, and both of us have developed as Commanders without the other."
John ground his teeth as he hopped back even farther and avoided the leg sweep. As Jane moved with the momentum from her leg sweep he lunged at her.
"I doubt a little sparring will help us move back into sync." John snapped as he moved.
Jane dropped onto her back and used her feet to throw John over her before she rolled onto her feet, biotics swirling around her.
"Can't it?" Jane asked as she threw a Lift at him.
As John landed on his back on the mats he saw Jane throw the Lift at him. He rolled to the left and let the Lift hit the mat throwing it up into the air. He saw Jane blink in surprise so he kip-upped and spun back around.
"Nicely done but I thought of how to get out of that trick of yours since our last spar, little sister." John taunted. His grin got wider, remembering what an old movie buff Jane was. He went into his ready stance but extended his right arm out, hand up. He made a come here gesture with his fingers at her.
"I was wondering when you would catch on," she replied before she rushed him lifting a glowing fist in a mock punch, but instead of hitting him with her fist, she shoved a Throw down in front of John, launching herself into the air. Jane quickly hooked a leg around John's chest, hurling her weight over his body, flipping him over her as she quickly rolled into a crouching position. "You're not the only one with new tricks, big brother."
John curled around himself and when he hit the ground he used his momentum to end back up on his feet, if a little wobbly.
"Not too bad, Jane but I have fought biotics before." John said. He lunged at Jane but checked the move at the last minute. As he thought Jane moved to grab him but got nothing but air as he came up short. Jane's eyes got wide as he jabbed at her stomach with a fist.
Jane gasped as she fell onto her brother's shoulder, using him for support. He paused for a second, long enough for Jane to plant a foot between his legs. She shoved the palm of one hand up into John's chin, pushing his head back and used her other leg to pull out John's leg, causing them both to fall, Jane on top of John. Jane used her momentum to roll, shoving a fist into his side and rolling away to catch her breath.
"Yeah, and I've been practicing my hand to hand just for those who are familiar with typical biotic fighters. Funny how we are both capable against each other...huh?" Jane ran a hand over her sore stomach, there was going to be a bruise from that.
John slowly got to his feet, not willing to favor himself despite the ache he felt. Jane had gotten a lot better, he admitted to himself but she wasn't trained to brawl like he was. True her hits hurt but they weren't debilitating.
"It's a bit funny." John said, rolling his shoulders. He watched Jane and sighed. "I'm sorry. You were right about Tali."
"I never cared about being right, John. I want Saren," Jane stated as she got back into the fighting stance. "I had him in the scope, John, I could have taken him out, but I didn't. I need to get him." Jane flashed blue before whipping a mat from the floor right into John.
John rolled his eyes as he neatly side stepped the thrown mat. He took two quick steps at Jane before jabbing at her with a basic left cross. Jane blocked and countered. John struck at her again and countered. Soon it degenerated into nothing but strikes and counters. They exchanged blows like this for a few minutes, getting faster and faster.
"I want him just as badly Jane. You couldn't have known. It's not in your nature to just shoot people without a reason. Before he killed Nihlus and was protected by the Geth did you have any reason to shoot him?"
Jane was standing her own in the boxing match, she couldn't beat John in strength, but she wasn't the farm girl she was as a child and she had done a hell of a lot of growing since the N-7 training. She could keep him at bay, but it would be an inevitable stalemate.
"I felt it John. Like that day on Mindoir, like on Akuze, I felt it John and I didn't listen. Just one shot and he would have been a corpse," Jane growled, biotic blue flashed in her eyes and trickled over her skin, but not offensive, just reactionary. "I felt it and I didn't listen. I want him, John, I want to kill him myself!" The look in Jane's eyes was cold and dead.
John frowned as he saw Jane's face. Jane always had doubt. In his eyes that was why she studied so hard when they were younger, why she trained so hard, why she was a sniper. She was trying to distance herself from making a mistake and be eaten up with guilt. Akuze came close to breaking her and she was dwelling too much on Saren's actions. John felt it click in his mind and he sighed. He caught one of her fists with his hand. Jane snarled and swung the other and he caught that as well. She thought everything Saren was doing was her fault because she didn't kill him when she didn't know any better.
"Jane, calm down for a minute." John snapped and Jane growled. He sighed and then slammed his head forward catching her in the nose.
Jane threw up a shield, throwing John away from her. She quickly caught her nose and swore.
"Damn it, John, stupid move. Who taught you counseling? A Krogan?" Jane muttered as she felt her nose. "Never confine a person...damn it. What do you want to say?" She looked at him, her shield still glowing around her.
"You weren't going to listen while you kept throwing punches." John countered, giving his head a shake. "Saren's not your fault. He found Sovereign long before he walked into your scope. He's had these plans well into motion before Eden Prime. The people he kills are not your fault!"
Jane stared at her bother for a moment.
"You can tell me that every day, John...I know that in my head. But every time I look at Liara...I know she lost her mother because I didn't shoot that son of a bitch when I had the chance. I know it's not my fault, but I know my hesitation has and will cost many people..." Jane said as she looked at John. She stood tall and her biotics flashed out. "Do you trust me to lead when you are off command?"
John returned her look with one of his own.
"Is this about me taking the lead on your shift? Jane I'm not used to sharing command, that's my fault and I promise I'll do my best to not do it again. And you're changing the subject!"
"I'm not changing the subject, I know my weaknesses John. I don't get close to people. Hell, Tali thought I disliked her, but you know me and I know me. I don't get close, Akuze did more than leave me with a physical scar," Jane said as she ran a thumb over her scarred cheek. "I know my obsessive behaviors when I do make mistakes. Why do you think I work so hard on my biotic abilities? Anytime I learn about a new Asari trick I take hours to try and practice it. Because if my biotics had been a bit stronger...Akuze could have had a much lower body count." Jane looked at John. "Your turn."
John stared at her for a minute before the turn sentence sank into his brain. He sighed and headed for the table where Ash would normally be working. He was thankful he had decided to do some PT after his shift when everyone was sleeping. He snatched up his towel and began rubbing his head dry.
"Yes, Jane I trust you. I always trust you but I want to know my team is safe. I try too hard sometimes and to be honest I care more about my crew than the mission some times."
"I suppose that is a massive difference between us then," Jane stated as she began to stretch. "Once engaged, the mission has priority. I will do my best to make sure that my soldiers are prepared to handle any mission I put them on but I expect them to be able to stand on their own if I bring them on the mission. You didn't fail Tali, she just got unlucky. It could have happened to either of us. Sometimes it is just bad luck, but I will put money down, Tali will make sure any downed drones are completely non-functional the next time she is in a fight with them. I think we all will." Jane gave John a look as she grabbed a towel from Wrex's usual haunt where she had tossed it. She slipped it under her hair patting her face.
"You didn't kill Balak," John commented and Jane froze.
"I wanted to...badly...but Garrus...I told him to let go of that rage. What kind of a hypocrite would I be if I killed Balak when the mission was to save the people?" Jane said keeping her back to John.
"When we're done with Saren..." John started.
"No...I'll do my assigned missions just like you but if we happen to find Balak on the way..." Jane said and John nodded.
"Count me in," he said.
"I already was," Jane got onto the elevator and headed up to bed. John rubbed his side absently. She really had gotten better at hand to hand.
~*~*~
Chapter 8: Mind Games
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Shepards stop at the Citadel to report on the mission failure with Balak before heading to Ferros. On the way Jane must face what could be a dangerous side effect of one of her decisions.
Ferros shows that two Shepards can handle anything, even vile plant people, meanwhile one Shepard is shared between two lovely Asari.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: July 7th, 2183 CE
Location: Citadel
"That's a hell of a situation, Shepards, but as far as I'm concerned you made the right choice," Anderson said at the small meeting. The Shepard twins sat on one side of the table in Udina's office, Udina at the head of the table with Captain Anderson and Admiral Hackett on the opposite side of the table. The three men were looking over the Shepards' reports.
"These are security images?" Hackett asked as he stared at the holos of Balak and Jane nodded.
"I made sure we got copies of all security footage before we left," Jane said and Hackett nodded at her.
"Good work, Shepard," he said. "I'll make sure these pass through the fleets, every Alliance soldier is going to know Balak's face before the end of the week. He got away today, but we'll be watching out for him from now on."
"The Council does nothing about the Batarians and their attacks," Udina spat and Jane could see a little of her own hatred in Udina. It made her feel dirty and she focused on the Captain and Admiral.
"I doubt he would be stupid enough to attack anytime soon," Anderson stated.
"He's smarter than I like," John commented.
"Smart terrorists are always bad, but he's dealing with more than us knowing his name and face," Jane said and Hackett turned to her.
"We managed to convince some of his men to leave. They were slavers only, the idea of being involved with a terrorist attack was too much. They left him and took off. He might be dealing with their bad press. Batarians spread reputations quickly. Best to know if you are going in with an experienced and successful slaver or a loud mouth who might get you killed. Balak could get unofficial credit for his efforts to pull off a terrorist attack with the Hegemony, but he'll lose reputation with the slavers who wanted a simple run and ended up not only not getting any slaves but losing crew members," Jane said and Hackett nodded.
"He'll have trouble getting allies from the slaver community then," he said. "I'll pass this along." The meeting ended and the Shepards left Udina's office with Admiral Hackett.
"It was good seeing you again, Admiral," Jane said holding out a hand and Hackett shook it.
"When you're finished with this Saren business, I could use a good CO on Arcturus," Hackett said and Jane smiled.
"That sounds like a job offer," John teased and Hackett nodded.
"I've known your sister since the Blitz. She's a good soldier, I could use a woman like her leading my ground teams," Hackett said and Jane smiled.
"We'll see what happens after Saren, Admiral, but I wouldn't say no if it works out okay with my Spectre duties," she said and Hackett nodded before heading off.
"Now that we've reported about Balak and his men, what do we need to do?" Garrus asked.
"We have a few things we need to get for the Normandy as well as our own personal needs," Jane said checking her Omni tool. "We should split up."
"Two teams," John joked and Jane smirked.
"I'll stick with you, Commander," Ash said to Jane and Kaidan nodded as he moved towards her.
"I'll go with you," Liara stated as she moved towards John with Tali quickly following.
"I think I'll stick with the other snipers," Garrus added and Wrex chuckled.
"I haven't gotten you into trouble yet," Wrex said as he gave John a smirk. His eyes moving to the two women who seemed very conscious of the male Shepard's location.
"I'll head over to the financial district, they have a nice selection there," Jane said and John nodded.
"I'll head to the markets and see about getting the rations," John replied.
"Remind him to get a selection, Tali, they got all the same thing last time," Garrus commented and Tali giggled.
"Hey, I thought I pressed the randomize button," John joked as the groups separated.
~*~*~
John and the others were heading to catch a sky car when a voice called out to John that made him stop.
“Excuse me, Commander Shepard? Could you spare a moment of your time?” John sighed but turned around, ignoring the annoyed grunt Wrex made. A human was approaching John, with greying hair and brown skin. “My name is Samesh Bhatia. Forgive the intrusion, but I have nowhere else to turn.”
“How can I help you sir?” John inquired. The man’s respectful but pleading tone caught his attention when he would normally blow off a civilian. Most of them wanted him to solve problems better left to security anyways.
“My wife was a marine. She was in the 212 on Eden Prime. I've requested that my wife's body be returned to me for cremation, but the military has refused my request.” Samesh explained and John frowned. That didn’t sound right.
“Why did they refuse your request? There's got to be some reason.” John asked. Samesh frowned.
“I don't know. All I know is that they have declared it impossible for my wife to be returned to me. The man in charge of my case is Mr. Bosker. When I last saw him, he was in the expensive bar over there.” Samesh explained gesturing behind them up the stairs to bar located near the embassy.
“There's no reason for your wife's body to be held like this. Just wait here.” John said and gestured for the others to wait for him too. Wrex growled, annoyed by what he probably saw as a waste of time. Tali nodded while Liara gave him a serene smile.
“Thank you for your time. I just want to give my wife a proper funeral and the respect she deserves.” Samesh called after him as John made his way up the stairs. He found the man he was looking for leaning against the wall obviously waiting for a drink to be brought to him. John frowned. The man was obviously a civilian, so what was he doing interfering with the release of a soldier’s body?
“Excuse me, I’d like a word.” John said, stepping up to the man. He glanced at John, blinked and pushed away from the wall.
“My goodness, you're Commander Shepard! Your activities made for quite a briefing in the Diplomatic Corps! Is there something I can do to assist you?” the excited man said and John had hope this might make it easy to get the body released.
“I'm here on behalf of Samesh Bhatia for his wife, Nirali.” John explained. Bosker seemed to deflate a bit before sighing.
“Serviceman Nirali Bhatia died on Eden Prime, as Mr. Bhatia no doubt told you. Her wounds are inconsistent with any type of weapon damage we've seen before. That is why her body is being held.”
“So you're studying her injuries to learn more about Geth weaponry.” John reasoned. He understood why they were holding her body but that was weeks ago.
“The tests we are conducting may lead to better defenses against Geth attacks. Respectfully, Serviceman Bhatia may save more lives in death than she did in life.” Bosker explained, laying it out why they were keeping the body. John didn’t approve at all. He could only think how he would feel if someone didn’t release Jane’s body back to him.
“I understand what you're trying to do, but holding the body is wrong.” John replied and he was pleased to see Bosker flinch at that.
“Commander, you of all people should understand how far we must go to protect humanity!” Bosker tried to reason, not giving in. That just made John’s blood boil.
“Not if we lose our humanity in the process!” John snapped. “I'm out there fighting to stop crap like this!”
“A-All right, Commander. You win.” Bosker conceded and swallowed a lump in his throat. “It was hard enough refusing Mr. Bhatia. I'm not going to risk an incident by refusing you. Tell Samesh that the body is being shipped back to Earth. I'll go now to see to it myself.” John grunt in satisfaction watching the man hurry away in obvious defeat. Now he would go back and tell Mr. Samesh the good news and finally get his own errands done.
~*~*~
Jane and her group were walking along the Presidium when Jane noticed an exasperated Turian speaking to a Hanar.
"That's Lorquin, I can't believe he's having trouble with a Hanar," Garrus chuckled and Jane headed over.
"That Hanar refused to listen to reason! Why can't it act in an orderly and lawful manner?" Lorquin groaned as Jane approached.
"Are there laws being broken?" Jane asked and Lorquin sighed.
"I'm not unreasonable. The Hanar is free to spew its nonsense once it purchases an evangelical permit," he said and Jane looked at the Hanar. She honestly hadn't met one before, but she had watched plenty of Asari movies which depicted the Hanar as a little fanatical.
"If you'd like, I could talk to the Hanar for you," she offered and he blinked before shaking his head.
"I have argued with the stubborn jelly all afternoon. You are certainly welcome to try," he said and Jane approached the Hanar. It was amazing it could stand on its spindly legs.
"Do you desire to learn of the Enkindlers? Or has the honorable C-Sec officer enlisted assistance?" the Hanar asked in its melodious voice. Jane fought a smile, sometimes her life was amazing. She was talking to a sentient jellyfish.
"Is this really how you want to represent the Enkindlers?" Jane asked and the Hanar glowed.
"The truth of the Enkindlers must be made known. They gave the Hanar language and gave the universe the mass relays," it said. "This one only wishes to spread the truth to any who will listen. There is no intent to cause trouble."
"Is this how the Enkindlers would want you to use this gift of consciousness?" Jane asked.
"The Enkindlers would wish for their message to be spread to all sentient races!" the Hanar quickly stated.
"I doubt the Enkindlers would wish for their message to be spread by breaking society's laws," Jane pointed out and the Hanar flashed a bit before speaking.
"This one hears wisdom. Perhaps enthusiasm has clouded judgment in this matter. This one departs now, and will not intrude upon the Presidium again," the Hanar said before walking away. Jane watched it go before smirking.
"How do they do that?" Ash muttered.
"It's kind of hypnotic," Kaidan added.
"Yeah, makes you want to push their body just enough to watch them tip over," Garrus said and Jane laughed.
"That's not nice, C-Sec officer," she scolded as she walked over to Lorquin.
"I see the Hanar has left. Thank you," he said.
"I'm happy to help," Jane replied.
"Here. For your assistance in this matter," Lorquin stated offering payment. "Now, if you will excuse me, I should report to my superiors." The group watched him go.
"Let's upgrade our weaponry shall we?" Jane proposed and the group headed to the Emporium for some expensive upgrades.
~*~*~
“Why are we stopping here, Shepard?” Wrex asked, annoyed. John shot the Krogan a grin.
“I just wanted to see if I could get a replacement for my assault rifle. The aim has been a bit off and maintenance can only take things so far. Besides I heard through the grapevine that not only can Spectres get access to the special stocks I can buy and give you guys the weapons. Might upgrade a few things while we’re here.” John replied. Tali seemed to dance with glee while Liara just smiled. Wrex let out what sounded like a pleased rumble, despite what his sister said, Krogans did not purr. Even thinking that felt just plain wrong! The requisition office was empty but as they looked around the C-Sec offices to find the requisition officer they were stopped yet again, this time by a Volus.
“Hey there...oh. You're not C-Sec, are you?” the Volus exclaimed. Wrex huffed as John rolled his eyes.
“Obviously. Why are you so desperate to find an officer?” John asked, his curiously getting the better of him.
“I’m just trying to get someone to believe me that my colleague wants me dead!” the Volus explained. John blinked at that.
“Who are you and how do you know he wants you dead?”
“My name is Jahleed and his name is Chorban. He's changed. He won't talk to me at work anymore, and...he started following me. Yesterday, he followed me all the way home. Just waiting for a chance. I don't care what anyone thinks; he wants me gone. I know it.” Jahleed explained. Tali seemed to start at that.
“Is there something I can do? Talk to your friend, maybe?” John asked.
“Would you? That's all I want, someone to talk to him. Tell him to leave me alone. He thinks he can just push me around, but you'll show him, won't you?” Jahleed asked and John sighed as Wrex laughed.
“Just tell me where he is and I'll go find him.”
“Oh, right. Well, he wanted to meet with me down in the wards, near the markets. He said he just wanted to talk, but I know better. He's a Salarian. You shouldn't have any trouble. He's just a scientist.”
“Shepard, I think your sister scanned the keepers for him.” Tali explained, drawing his attention to her.
“The keepers? Well...even more reason to go after him. That's against regulations.” Jahleed chimed in. John grunted. What the hell was going on here?
“I'll look into this right after we finish up here and I check in with my sister. We’ll find out what he's up to.” John explained and the Volus sighed in relief.
“Anything's possible with Chorban these days. Well, good luck.” Jahleed said before wandering over to a couch to obviously wait in the safety of the C-Sec offices. John turned around and headed straight for the lift that would take them to the markets. He ignored that news reports on the ridiculously long elevator ride, noting the banter the others were exchanging to keep themselves entertained. Apparently Wrex thought Tali should experience some Krogan relations before she went back to the fleet. John rolled his eyes as Wrex’s innuendo seemed to keep flying over both ladies' heads. Wrex kept at it until they found Chorban on the lower section of the market not too far from Morlan’s shop.
“Do I know you...wait, you were with Commander Shepard...you're the other Commander Shepard. Is there something you want?” Chorban asked, curiosity plain in his voice.
“You can start by telling us the truth, Chorban. What did you trick my sister into doing for you?” John demanded.
“I'm not sure what you're referring to,” Chorban quickly replied. “My experiments are...”
“Your lies are catching up to you.” Tali cut in. “We spoke with your friend, Jahleed.”
“You...spoke with Jahleed?” Chorban bit out, flustered. “Then you know about the data?”
“No. But you're going to tell me.” John snapped, narrowing his eyes at him. “Everything. Right now.” Chorban looked over his shoulder to the other two Salarians.
“You boys can go.” He ordered and the bodyguards left without a word. Chorban looked back to John and sighed. “Looks like my plans have changed. It's not as bad as you think, Commander. Jahleed and I just got a little...over our heads.”
“Keep talking.” Wrex growled.
“The company we work for developed an experimental procedure for use in medical scanners. Jahleed and I saw even more potential. So we stole the plans and secretly developed a tool to scan the keepers.” Chorban explained. “Can you imagine? A tool that can actually get readings from the keepers? The keepers are almost impossible to scan, and you can't capture them or get samples. They just self-destruct. After centuries here, we still don't know anything about them. Don't you see? We were the first to scan them. Ever! Your sister has seen it herself, Commander. She knows we can do it.”
“So why are you trying to kill Jahleed?” John demanded.
“I'm not trying to kill him!” Chorban cried. “It was Jahleed's job was to disseminate our initial findings. But...he decided to keep the data for himself. Maybe to sell it. I don't know.”
“So you're just trying to get back what Jahleed already stole.” Liara reasoned and Chorban nodded.
“We lost our heads. We just couldn't let an opportunity like this pass us by. With all the data your sister collected for us...imagine what we might learn. She's due to make a bit of a profit herself.” Chorban tried but shrank in on himself as John glared at him. He stared at the Salarian for a few minutes before sighing.
“I suppose a little scanning here and there won't hurt anyone.” John allowed and Chorban sighed in relief.
“Very good. Uh…maybe if you wouldn't mind speaking with Jahleed. The data is useless if Jahleed won't help me analyze it.” Chorban explained and John rolled his eyes.
“Fine. I'll go have a chat with him right now.” John said moving away.
“What fun it is to walk with you everywhere Shepard.” Wrex grumped.
“Oh shut up Wrex. Let’s go deal with Jahleed and stop wasting our time on this lovers' spat between business partners.”
~*~*~
"Thanks, I always like to check in on Dr. Michel," Garrus stated as the group headed to the clinic.
"So, you got a crush on her," Ash teased and Garrus flared his mandibles.
"She's one of the few humans I've met willing to treat anyone. Can't say the same about all humans," he shot back.
"Now, now, children, play nice," Jane stated as she opened the door to the clinic.
"I need those supplies for my clinic. I can't!" Dr. Michel cried.
"You can and you will. Or your story won't stay secret for long," a, most likely Krogan, voice over a communicator snapped. "Don't disappoint me, Doctor." She looked disheartened before turning to see the group.
"Oh, Commander Shepard. I didn't see you come in," she said and Jane approached.
"Every time I come in here, I see someone threatening you. Who was that?" Jane asked and Dr. Michel kept her head up.
"Someone from my past. I can take care of it," she said with dignity.
"Please, just tell me what's going on," Jane said.
"I was fired by my previous employer for giving out free medical supplies to clinics like this. They never filed any charges. They just wanted me to leave without any fuss. But somebody must have found out. Now they're blackmailing me. I have to give them what they want. If the board finds out about my past, I could lose my license. They'll shut my clinic down," Dr. Michel sighed.
"Maybe I can get you out of this. Tell me what they want," Jane replied and Garrus nodded at Dr. Michel.
"I have to give some of my medical supplies to a merchant in the markets. They expect delivery today," she explained.
"Give me your contact's name. I'll deal with this guy, whoever he is," Jane said and Dr. Michel looked concerned.
"Deal with him? But, won't they expose my past?" she asked.
"I'll make sure they don't tell anyone," Jane replied with a reassuring smile.
"I was told to speak with a merchant named Morlan down in the markets. I really appreciate this, Commander, thank you," Dr. Michel sighed.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of this," Jane said.
"Good luck, Commander, be careful down there," Dr. Michel said as the group left. They headed towards the markets.
"I don't like people pressing on people like Dr. Michel," Garrus stated.
"No one does," Ash replied.
"What's the plan, Commander?" Kaidan asked and Jane smiled.
"We're going to stop them," Jane said.
"And how are we going to do that?" Kaidan asked and Jane paused.
"We'll try reason and if reason doesn't work...well, we'll use alternatives to reason," she stated as they headed down to the lower markets and approached Morlan's kiosk.
"Hello there, welcome to Morlan's famous shop. You want many good supplies, yes?" the Salarian behind the counter greeted. Jane looked at him carefully before looking around.
"You were expecting a delivery of medical supplies," Jane said and he looked concerned.
"But I was told that the doctor would be bringing them," he said.
"Things have changed," Garrus stated.
"Change? But the doctor...I don't...this is not right, human," Morlan was clearly not one of the sharper Salarians. Jane wondered if the slight burning smell was the lights or Morlan's brain.
"Shut up, Morlan!" a Krogan snarled as he approached. "I told Banes you'd screw this up. What the hell's going on here? Who are you?"
"Leave the Doctor alone," Jane stated as she looked the Krogan in his yellow-green eyes.
"We can end this if you just bring me those supplies," he replied. "Otherwise I'll start telling people about the Doctor's little secret."
"You're shutting down a medical clinic. What if someone needs treatment? What if you need treatment?" Jane asked, her body looked relaxed but she put her sniper glare on assessing the fastest way to kill the Krogan in her eyes. One shot in each eye and then through his neck and two in his chest.
"Hey, hold on! I'm just the middleman here. This is way more than I bargained for," the Krogan snapped before turning around and walking away. Jane felt unbalanced as she stared at his back. This...was not what she expected from a Krogan.
"Thank you, Human. It is good to see him humbled so," Morlan cried as he popped up from behind his counter. Apparently, Jane wasn't the only one expecting fireworks.
"What do you know about Banes?" Jane asked and Morlan shrugged.
"I have never met him, Human, I only worked with the one who spoke to the Doctor," Morlan explained.
"Goodbye," Jane stated before heading back.
"Well, that was anticlimactic," Garrus stated.
"I'll admit I was expecting more of a reaction than that," Kaidan confessed and Jane nodded.
"Maybe Dr. Michel will know more about this," Jane stated as they headed back to the clinic, Jane missed the blond man waving at her as she passed. They entered the clinic.
"Commander, how did things go?" Dr. Michel asked.
"He won't be bothering you anymore," Jane said.
"Really? That's a great relief, Commander. Thank you," Dr. Michel sighed. "I can't pay you for your help, but I can give you a discount on any supplies you purchase here." Jane nodded at that.
"The thug said he worked for a man named Banes," Jane informed Dr. Michel. "Sound familiar?"
"Banes...I wonder if he means Armistan Banes. We worked together a long time ago," Dr. Michel thought out loud.
"What can you tell me about him?" Jane asked.
"Last I heard the Alliance military was contracting him for some research in the Traverse," Dr. Michel muttered.
"I wonder if the Captain knows him," Ash said.
"We'll see what the Captain can tell us," Jane said.
"I wish I could tell you more," Dr. Michel said.
"We should stop by and see Captain Anderson," Kaidan stated and the group headed back to the embassy.
~*~*~
“Commander Shepard? Excuse me, Commander Shepard! I'm Emily Wong. I'm an investigative journalist working here on the Citadel. Could I have a moment of your time?”
John groaned. On the way back to the markets to meet Jane and someone else was stopping them. John stopped and turned to the Asian reporter who had called out to him. “What do you need?”
“I've been hunting for evidence of corruption and organized crime on the Citadel, but there are places I can't go. I was hoping you might share anything you find during your own investigation. I can make it worth your time.” Emily Wong explained. John nodded. That didn’t sound too bad.
“Sounds like a good cause. If I find any information, it's yours.” John allowed and she gave a big, knowing smile.
“Actually you might already have it. You took down Fist. I was sure he was a big player in anything going on here. Did you find anything in his office that could help me?” she asked and John remembered the disks Garrus had found.
“One second.” He said, bringing up his Omni-tool and sending a call to Garrus. It opened a moment later, audio only.
“Something wrong Shepard?” Garrus’s voice asked. Someone was speaking as Garrus talked and John was willing to bet it was his sister making snarky comments.
“Can you send me copies of those OSDs you found in Fist’s office? A reporter is asking for copies.” John replied. It was quiet for a moment before his Omni-tool beeped, indicating a new message.
“Sent, Commander. Your sister also says to quit dawdling meet us in the markets.”
“Will do, see you there, Garrus.” John said before disconnecting the called. He quickly transferred the files to some OSDs he had on him. “Here, these OSDs might have the information you're looking for.”
“You've got Fist's files? This could be even bigger than I'd hoped! Here, Commander. For your trouble!” Emily exclaimed happily as she handed him a credit chit and John smirked. This kind of reporter he could work with and an idea came to him.
“What would my future cooperation be worth? Say, an interview when my investigation is over? Maybe me and my sister if I can convince her?” John said, dangling the idea out there. Emily promptly took the bait.
“Exclusive? You talk to me before you talk to anyone else? That would be worth quite a bit, and I'd be very happy to compensate you accordingly.” She agreed and they shook on it. “Now if you'll excuse me, I should go see what's on these disks.”
John shook his head at meeting the rare creature known as an honest reporter and led the others to meet the rest of the Normandy crew.
~*~*~
"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you more, but Admiral Kahoku could have told you more," Captain Anderson said and Jane nodded.
"I was curious, but I know Admiral Kahoku was off looking into what happened to his men," Jane sighed before her Omni tool pinged. "Looks like John's done with his errands too. He’s on his way to meet us at the markets."
"Too bad about Banes, I wonder who was using his name if he's supposed to be dead," Garrus muttered.
"Maybe we'll find out about it later," Jane shrugged. "We stopped the harassment, that's good enough for me." They headed towards the markets before Jane noticed John coming up the stairs. She went to head him off when they both saw the blond figure. Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"Hey Commanders! It's me Conrad Verner! Remember me?" Conrad cried and Jane wondered if she would ever forget the kind but creepy man. "There are rumors on the extranet that you've been made the first human Spectres. That's incredible!
"Being a Spectre is a big responsibility," John said. "We want to make humanity proud."
"The vids are all talking about the Commander Shepards fighting for all of us back home," Conrad said with a rather official looking salute. "And they also say you don't take crap from anybody."
"Depends which one and from who," Wrex chuckled and Jane shot him a look while Garrus hid a chuckle behind a cough.
"You're showing them what humans can do. Hey can I get your picture?" Conrad asked and John gave Jane a look. Jane fought a groan but what would a picture hurt? Besides, there were always people like Conrad. John made Jenkins seem like a bit of a hero worshiper too so maybe that was why he was willing to indulge Conrad. At least she wasn't stuck on the ship with someone who idolized her.
"I don't have a problem with it, but why?" Jane asked.
"You're both heroes. Decades from now humanity's going to remember you and I'll have your picture," Conrad said with a bit of a creepy look and Jane instantly regretted agreeing to the picture. "Just stand back to back and hold up your guns." Jane pressed her back to John's and they both brought their pistols up.
"Perfect," Conrad purred. Jane wanted to play it off, but it was a purr of satisfaction. "Thanks. I'm going to hang this in my living room! My wife will love it!" Jane watched him walk away and shuddered.
"Be nice," John teased not that he blamed Jane. He felt a bit creeped out too.
"I didn't say it," Jane replied as they headed to rapid transport.
"You were thinking it," John replied.
"She wasn't the only one," Ash shot back and Jane laughed as they all headed back to the Normandy.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 10th, 2183 CE
Location: Argos Rho cluster
“-the hell do you want me to do about it Shepard?”
Jane paused, seeing John talking to Wrex. That wasn’t an unusual sight, she’d often caught them talking about stuff before. Where exactly to place a knife blade for maximum damage, what weapon to use against who, so on and so on. She figured Wrex and John talked a lot because they were both ‘meat tanks’ as she affectionately thought of her brother and now the Krogan. This time however Wrex seemed to be getting angry about something. She got closer and noticed they were glaring at each other.
“I’m tired of sticking my ass on the line and getting nothing for it.” Wrex finished with a snarl. John sighed.
“So you’re just giving up on your people?” John snapped back.
“I gave up on a lost cause,” Wrex retorted. “I’m no hero, Shepard. Bottom line, killing for credits simplifies things.”
“So you never think about helping your people,” John snapped. Wrex shifted uncomfortably before replying.
“I try not to,” Wrex grumbled. Both men seemed to notice Jane and stopped.
“Anything you guys want to tell me?” she asked. Wrex shrugged and John shot him a look.
“He’s been restless since we set course for this system,” John explained, “and during PT earlier he bent a steel weight bar into a circle. I’ve been trying to ask him what’s going on.”
“Well save it for later,” Jane chided “we’ve picked up encrypted chatter coming from planet Tantau in the Phoenix system. Gear up.”
The two Shepards watched Wrex stomp over to his locker and yank the door open. John sighed and moved to the elevator to head for his and Jane’s lockers.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 10th, 2183 CE
Location: Argos Rho cluster, Phoenix system, Planet Tantau
“I don’t like this,” Garrus commented as they entered the complex’s main doors. “You’d think they’d have had more than three guards by the front doors.”
“I know this feels all wrong,” John agreed. He was about to open the next set of doors from the air lock area when he noticed Wrex. He was staring at the pirate tag painted not too far from them, an odd expression on his face.
“You okay T-Wrex?” Jane asked, noticing the Krogan’s strange behavior as well.
“I know who runs this place,” Wrex growled. John blinked and took his hand away from the door.
“Have you been here before?” John asked as the others exchanged looks.
“No but I was planning to come here before I met all of you,” Wrex replied and the Shepards exchanged a glance. It certainly explained why the Krogan had been moody ever since they arrived in this cluster. “This place belongs to a Turian scum named Tonn Actus. It’s a long story but he has something that belongs to me.”
“Okay Wrex enough with the gruff merc act.” John snapped. “We’re all your friends here. Tell us what he took from you and we’ll help you get it back.” Wrex was silent for a moment, giving them a careful look before nodding slowly.
“Urdnot family armor,” Wrex explained. “It’s been with us for over five generations. Turian military took it from my father’s father after the war. Somehow this ass wound up with it.”
“We’ll get it back,” Jane assured, patting the Krogan on his hump. “Now let’s move. We’ve got a Turian to introduce ourselves to.”
“Right behind you Shepards.” Wrex snarled.
~*~*~
The fight had been brutal. Garrus’ concerns about the lack of outside protection were valid. Almost as soon as they entered the inner area they were in one hell of a fire fight. Still, the Normandy team had really started to click and made short work of them. John shivered to himself as they followed Wrex upstairs to the storage room. Wrex had been a bit brutal though. Tonn had been the last one alive at the end and Wrex had knee capped the poor bastard before firmly grasping both mandibles, one in each hand and damn near ripping Tonn’s head off as he snapped the Turian’s neck by twisting Tonn’s head around in an almost perfect 180. As they approached the safe Tali moved forward with no prompting to hack the security code on the armor shaped safe. As it swung open Wrex made an annoyed sound.
“This is it,” Wrex said. He touched the armor a thoughtful look on his face. “I can’t believe my ancestors ever wore this piece of crap but I got it back.”
“I’m glad we could help you get it back,” John said earnestly. Wrex grunted and shot him a grin as Jane unfolded a duffle from her belt and shook it out before handing it to the Krogan.
“I might just be starting to like you Shepards.” Wrex mused.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 12th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Styx Theta Cluster
"Alright ground team we have no idea what to expect, just that we received a distress call planet side," Jane said looking at the ground team as the Mako was dropped.
"I love going in blind," Ash sighed sarcastically and Jane nodded.
"Snipers and Kaidan with me," Jane said. "We'll be defense. John, Liara, Wrex, and Tali will be offense. Whatever we face, we take it out. Snipers, we're on pistols and assault rifles, once we get the chance to rifle up, we do it. Kaidan, you watch our backs so we can go scope."
"Understood, ma'am," Ash said.
"Commander," Kaidan said with a nod.
"Right behind you, Shepard," Garrus stated. The Mako rocked as it hit the ground. They quickly zeroed in on the base only for a few familiar forms to appear.
"Jane," John warned and Jane's teeth clenched.
"Rachni..." she hissed.
"What did I say, Shepard?" Wrex snarled and Jane gave him a glare before looking at the insects as they approached. The Rachni scattered erratically and some even hit the Mako suicidally trying to latch on.
"These are the crazed Rachni," Jane stated.
"And how would you know?" Wrex asked and Jane pointed.
"Look how they move, that's the same pattern they moved on Noveria," she stated. "The Queen moved differently. Even when escaping, she moved with purpose, this is chaotic."
"What's the plan?" John asked. He thought Jane assumed too much sometimes about how people moved. He certainly didn’t see it.
"It's not changed," Jane stated.
"They have a turret that looks intact but it's not firing," John said. "I'll drop you off here and bring Tali to fix it."
"Why do you say that?" Tali asked.
"If it's not firing and undamaged it’s probably tech issues," John said. "Could be a power drain, and if it is we can use the Mako to power it. I had to do something similar during the Blitz, some of those turrets get crap batteries." He yanked hard on the controls as he braked the Mako, aiming the rear hatch at the defenders.
"Move out!" Jane ordered as she opened the rear hatch and the team slipped out. As soon as the team was clear John drove it to the turret, even dragging the hatch as it closed.
Garrus, Ash, and Jane spaced out behind Wrex and Liara while Kaidan moved to the back. Wrex let out a battle roar and took on the first drone while Liara threw the next. Jane and Kaidan each threw a Rachni before the sniper rifles were out.
"Garrus two to six, Ash, six to ten, I'll take ten to two," Jane ordered and the snipers faced away from each other.
"Most action is coming from nine to four," Garrus stated.
"I don't care, they're not stupid beasts, they might figure it out, let's keep that from happening!" Jane said. The assault seemed to stop and the group moved to the listening post, John jogging up with Tali by his side.
"Lieutenant Durand," a woman said, saluting.
"Commander Shepard," Jane said. "We got your distress call. How long have the Rachni been here?"
"Just a couple of days," she said and Jane shot John a look. They had wiped out Noveria's Rachni weeks ago. "These can't be Rachni."
"They are," Wrex growled shooting Jane a glare.
"Don't worry, they're weak to biotic attack," Jane said. "You've got four right now."
"Damn, we might just make it," she said. "Shit, there are more."
"The turret is running off the Mako's power," Tali cried as she moved to get into position with Liara.
"Round two!" Jane called pulling up her rifle. This wave was quicker with the whole team in action. They moved like a well oiled machine. The snipers weakening the Rachni while Liara stunned them so John, Tali, and Wrex could wreak havoc.
"Commanders. UVA shows there is a hollow space about 500 meters below the surface," a marine called and Jane looked at John.
"Looks like we're on a bug hunt," Jane stated.
"I wonder why," Wrex huffed and Jane gave him a look.
"If we find the Queen, we kill them all, if she's not here, these guys left Noveria before we ran the purge," Jane stated.
"I agree with that," Wrex snarled. Jane was getting tired of Wrex blaming her for her Rachni decision. She wasn't going to commit genocide. They made it to the mine and slowly entered.
"I have to say, I don't like walking into a nest like this," Ash said.
"To be fair, we can say something only Krogan could for a while," John joked.
"These may have escaped when we were making our way to Peak 15," Jane said and all hell broke loose as Rachni slipped out of the walls. Wrex roared and went to town as the rest closed ranks. Jane winced as acid hit her shoulder.
"On it," Kaidan said, applying medi-gel to the wound.
"Thanks," Jane said shooting the drone that spat on her.
Soon enough the nest was cleared out.
"Commander Shepard?" Lieutenant Durand's voice called over the comm.
"Yes?" Jane answered.
"Our sister post went quiet a few days before these guys showed up. We were getting ready to head there when shit hit the fan here. They're on Altahe, I'll send you the coordinates," Lieutenant Durand said and Jane gave John a look.
"We'll check up on them," Jane said and the group headed back to the Mako, prepared for more Rachni on Altahe.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 16th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Gorgon System, Argos Rho Cluster
The ground team entered the freighter and Jane looked around.
"This is the ship that passed by both listening stations. Be prepared," Jane warned as they moved to the main compartment of the ship. "We have to change it up for this one, we don't have the freedom we did on land. Biotics, we take the front, we blast them before they get too close. Liara and I will warp them, Kaidan and Wrex, you two push. While we do that, the rest of you blast them."
"Yes ma'am," was the reply.
They’d been able to easily wipe out the remaining Rachni on Altahe but had found journal entries that indicate that the Rachni had been shipped from Noveria by Cerberus. Jane had insisted they track down the ship and John agreed. Now they entered the ship and all was breaking loose. Jane stood between Liara and Kaidan, Wrex was next to Liara. They glowed as they pushed through the ship, each Rachni drone was stunned and the group behind took them out with extreme prejudice. Jane's boot slid a bit in the sludge of the Rachni remains but they managed to make it to the bridge but found nothing. It was in one of the modules that they found the terminal with the logs.
"They didn't escape, the Peak 15 scientists were experimenting with them out here," Garrus stated as the last log ended and Jane shook her head.
"We need to take care of this loose end and that should be the end of the Peak 15's insane Rachni," Jane said as her Omni tool beeped. "We need to move! Now!"
"What?" John asked as Jane began to run and the group followed her.
"Seventy second detonation time!" Jane cried.
“What the hell Jane!"
"Why did you set that?" Garrus cried.
"I didn't the idiot who set the explosives did! Joker once we are in the Normandy get us as far away from this ship as possible!" Jane cried and the group threw themselves into the Normandy.
"What the hell, Commander!" Joker cried and as the hatch closed the Normandy began to speed away from the freighter. The Normandy shook shortly after the shock wave from the freighter’s explosion hit them.
"Sorry, Joker, the idiot who set the explosives up punched in a seventy second start time," Jane said.
"Jeeze, guess they were planning on setting them off from a safe distance like a sane person," Joker said sarcastically.
"Well, if the big nasty space bugs didn't eat them, I'm sure it would have worked fine," Jane said as she entered the Normandy and moved into the bridge.
"Big space bugs?" Joker asked and Jane nodded.
"Really big and really nasty," Jane stated as the rest of the team headed off to clean up.
"You stepped in something, Commander," Joker said and Jane nodded.
"Really big space bug," Jane replied and Joker stared at her.
"You're not joking," he said.
"No, that's why we have you, Joker," Jane replied and Joker looked at her.
"We'll reach Feros in thirty-eight hours," he said.
"Excellent," Jane stated.
"Are you going to change out of your armor?" Joker asked.
"You miss out on all the ground team stuff, I thought I'd let you enjoy the smell of what we've been doing the last couple of missions off the ship," Jane stated as she moved to sit in the co-pilot seat.
"How much longer are you in command?" Joker asked.
"Two hours," Jane replied and Joker nodded.
"How big?" he asked again.
"Really big, Joker," Jane stated and Joker was eternally thankful he wasn't ground team.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 18th, 2183 CE
Location: Feros Colony Landing Port
"This place is amazing," Liara exclaimed as the team exited the Normandy.
"It is also currently crawling with Geth," Tali reminded the Asari and Jane saw a colonist waiting near the end of the platform. He raised a hand in greeting.
"Fai Dan wants to talk to you," he said. Jane opened her mouth to ask the obvious, who was Fai Dan, when a Geth popped up. Before Jane could shout out a warning a rocket hit the man, sending chunks of him raining down on the team. Everyone dove for cover and Jane looked over at John.
"John's team take point, snipers and Kaidan, we know the drill!" Jane roared as she moved to the position closest behind John's team, Ash and Garrus picking points to the side. Kaidan moved to position beside Jane. She gave him a look.
"You're the one who needs the most cover," he stated, his dark eyes filled with a protective light, and she put her eye to the scope, hoping the slight blush would vanish. Wrex lifted a Geth and threw it off the platform. It was a long drop. John was rushing another, shooting his assault rifle up into its chest cavity. Liara was lifting two more and Jane put two holes through one while Ash and Garrus perforated the other. They were moving through the Geth like a hot knife through butter. Jane nodded as they finished off the Geth in the hangar. Jane looked at her scanner only to see it was still jammed, more Geth nearby.
She looked over at John and he nodded. He saw the same thing on his scanner, they moved together towards the stairs and there was the telltale sound of Geth clicks and beeps. John gave Jane a grin and Jane narrowed her eyes in response before she switched to her pistol and the two Shepards charged up the steps. Their team at their backs as Jane lifted and threw the Geth assassins while John took on the troopers. The rest of the team was quick to put holes in the various targets. The Shepards shared a look before they moved up slowly. They found concrete barriers with humans, looks of relief plain on their faces.
"Glad to see some soldiers. Our numbers are getting thin," one man said.
"Who is in charge here?" Jane asked.
"Fai Dan," the man said.
"He's back there," the woman replied and the ground team headed into the colony. Jane noticed a woman working on the water pipes.
"Has there been damage?" Jane asked.
"No," the woman snapped before sighing. "I'm sorry, but I can't stop to talk. I have to deal with the water shortage." John and Jane shared a look. Water was essential for colonies, in fact, most human colonies were established on planets with large water supplies, but this colony wasn't exactly normal. Jane's eyes moved over the ruins they were situated in.
"Is there anything we can do?" Jane asked.
"The utilities building was one of the first to fall under Geth control," the woman explained. "Find the mains and turn them back on. Until then, the colony is dry." Jane winced, water would be a major problem.
"We'll try to get the water back on," Jane said.
As they moved on, Jane looked at a woman working on a power station, she stopped and tapped the woman on the shoulder. The woman got up and dusted off her hands, looking at the group.
"Nice work with those Geth. Glad you showed up," the woman said. "I still need the power cells for this generator, though."
"Could we bring some power cells from the Normandy? We can certainly spare a few," John said.
"Your top-of-the-line ship doesn't use the same parts as the old generator we've got. The cells just aren't compatible," the woman said shaking her head.
"We'll keep our eyes open as we're looking around. If we find anything, we'll send it your way," Jane said and they left. Jane looked at the ship and head in. They were looking for a man and there was a guy hanging out looking deep in through. The group approached.
"Are you Fai Dan?" Jane asked the man in the corridor and he shook his head.
"No, I'm Davin Reynolds, you're the one who repelled that last wave. They'll be back. And if the Geth don't kill us, we'll die of hunger soon enough," Davin said and Jane blinked.
"Are you doing anything to remedy the situation?" John asked. Both twins were surprised one of the first things a colony did was secure its own food production.
"I need to boost rations with Varren meat, but it's too dangerous," Davin explained. "The alpha Varren, he's huge and he's mad. Rabid, maybe. Totally uncontrollable. I can't do anything until he's dead."
"Where is he?" Jane asked and Davin sent the location to her Omni tool.
"If you get the chance to take him out, we'd appreciate it," he said and Jane nodded.
"Where is Fai Dan?" Jane asked and Davin pointed to the other door out of the ship.
"He's near the elevator, guarding that entrance," he explained and Jane nodded.
"Thank you," she said as the group headed out of the ship. They looked around and John tapped Jane's shoulder, his head nodded to where an older man stood with a woman close to their age. The group approached.
"Ah, Commanders, I'm glad they finally sent somebody to help us," the man, Fai Dan, said.
"You're a bit late, aren't you?" the woman sneered and Jane found herself disliking the woman immediately.
"Arcelia!" Fai Dan scolded. "Sorry, Commanders. Everyone's on edge since..." There was the tell-tale sounds of Geth from the corridor beside the group.
"Watch out!" Arcelia cried and the group quickly moved into position. Jane and Garrus ended up behind the barrier directly across from the corridor. Jane popped up and threw the Geth back. It slowed them down and allowed John and Wrex to get beside each door while Kaidan stayed with Fai Dan and Arcelia, Liara and Ash took the other barrier. A small team of Geth walked right into the kill zone.
"Those damn Geth are in the tower," Arcelia snarled.
"We must protect the heart of the colony!" Fai Dan said. Jane approached them again.
"We'll go clear out that tower and take care of some of the issues we've seen around the colony," Jane said and Fai Dan nodded.
"Thank you," he said. As the group prepared to enter the tower Jane gave a look.
"John, you and your team clear out that tower. I'll take my team to get the water back up and take care of the Varren. These colonists are done if they don't get water and food," Jane said.
~*~*~
John felt like Jane was still getting back at him for something as he led his team upstairs. There was a giant hole in the roof of the tower and a Geth dropship was of course using it to drop Geth platforms directly in.
“This is one of the best days ever!” Wrex roared as he happily ripped off the head of a Geth platform that had tried to rush the Krogan. John couldn't help but shiver a bit as gush of Geth hydraulic fluid sprayed from the neck stump.
“He’s enjoying this way too much,” John muttered to Liara. The Asari maiden nodded before slamming a Geth destroyer with a singularity. The destroyer’s shields and armor were already gone thanks to Tali and the Geth let out a high pitched whine as it was torn apart. John took in a deep breath, tension leaving his body. That had been the last Geth unit. He stood up from cover, Liara standing with him. Tali was inspecting the remains of a Geth unit not too far from them and Wrex let out a roar of triumph.
“It’s better than him-” Liara’s reply was cut off as a Geth Prime slammed into the ground in front of them, not two feet from Wrex. It back handed Wrex, sending the Krogan flying, an expression of surprise on his reptilian features. He slammed into a wall, unconscious before he slid to the ground.
“Oh, what the fuck?!” John cried out as Tali dove for cover and Liara ducked back down. “That’s just not fair!”
The Geth Prime didn’t seem to care about what was fair as it removed its gun from its back. The barrels began to whine as they sped up as it took aim at the unconscious Krogan. John reacted on instinct, opening fire with his assault rifle. He held the trigger down till it overheated, trying to draw the Geth’s attention.
It worked. The Geth’s head swiveled to focus on John and it made an electrical gurgle and turned to the gun on the Spectre.
“Liara get Wrex!” John order, dropping his discharging rifle to yank his shotgun off his back. He blasted the Prime in the face and its shots went wide. John moved left keeping its focus on him. “Tali, I could use a little help here!”
“I’m working on it, Commander!” Tali snapped from behind her cover. John yanked a grenade off his belt and tossed it at the Prime. It exploded and the Geth’s shield’s barely wavered. It did seem to irritate the Geth and it began to stomp towards him in a charge. John dove out of the way at the last minute and it smashed into the wall behind him.
“Any day now Tali!” John roared, throwing two grenades this time. Just before they hit, the Geth’s shields dropped in a bright blue flash and the grenades hit the Prime’s back. They exploded and took the Prime’s torso with them. For a moment there was just a smoking waist and legs standing there before they feel to the ground. John let out a deep sigh of relief as the Geth dropship roared, finally moving away.
“Thanks Tali,” John replied, turning around.
“I was just thankful I didn’t get your shields too.” She replied, shooting him a thumbs up as she went to close her Omni-tool. She paused however as she saw something and began to type away at it. John turned his attention to where Liara was tending to Wrex. The Krogan was getting to his feet and shaking his head. John let out a snort as Wrex turned to the side and spat out a tooth.
“That damn pyjak is lucky you got him before I got back up,” Wrex growled “it’s damn annoying as a tooth grows back!”
“Just be happy they grow back,” Liara chided. John began to inspect the area and what remained of the Geth for anything they might need or something that would give a clue as to why the Geth were on Feros when Tali spoke up.
“John, I’m picking up a Geth beacon coming from the tunnels where Jane went.” Tali said, closing her Omni-tool. John sighed.
“And you can’t get ahold of Jane can you?” John asked, seeing where this was going. Tali shook her head.
“Then I think we better take care of that beacon ourselves then.”
~*~*~
The tunnels were clearly the remains of the ruins.
"Liara must be thrilled to be here," Kaidan muttered and Jane nodded as they entered the tunnel and followed Davin's direction to a room.
"Well, we've killed Varren before, we can again," Ash said and Jane nodded.
"Too bad, I bet they would make great sheep dogs if you trained them," Jane said and the group all paused. "What? Nothing would eat your herd with those guys on duty."
"Except them," Garrus pointed out.
"I said if you trained them," Jane stated and Ash chuckled.
"Once a farmer always a farmer, huh ma'am?" Ash teased.
"Laugh it up, Williams," Jane shot back as they entered and quickly turned to see the Varren over the door.
"Clever girl," Jane muttered as she quickly threw them back.
"Damn, they're fast!" Ash cried as they began to shoot.
"Watch out," Kaidan cried, lifting a Varren rushing at Jane. She dropped to the ground and shot up. The Varren was dead when it landed and Jane was up in time to see the large, red Varren snarl before rushing them. She quickly lifted and threw the creature. It hit the wall and didn't get up.
"Hey, that old mako might have the power cells that woman was looking for," Garrus pointed out.
"You're right...and you know who would be best for carrying them?" Jane grinned and Garrus stared at the group.
"Now that's not fair," he sighed.
"How many water mains did we see?" Kaidan asked.
"I only counted two," Jane said.
"Let's check the rest of the tunnels before we turn them on," Ash said and the group nodded.
"I'm not carrying these forever," Garrus griped and Kaidan took one of the power cells.
"Shit!" Jane hissed as she entered the next tunnel only to see the welcoming committee. She ducked behind a barrier with Ash.
"I think we're going the right way," Ash stated and Jane nodded before pulling out her rifle. Ash kept the close ones pinned while Jane picked off the further ones. "Clear!" Garrus and Kaidan entered and the group moved.
"I think we've found all the mains," Jane said before she looked and held up a hand. She moved slowly out of the last tunnel to see a man. "Are you alright? Do you need help getting back to the colony?"
"You don't want to go down there!" he cried and Jane got a bad vibe off the guy.
"What are you doing down here?" she asked and he shot her a grin that made her wonder about his mindset.
"Nothing I should be, and anything I shouldn't," he said before he cried out in pain. "No! That was a good one. Very intense."
"What's the matter with you?" Jane asked and he smiled back up at her.
"Just invoking the master's whip," he said and Jane got a creepy feeling. "Helps remind me I'm still alive. You're here for the Geth, aren't you? You're not the only one interested in those...things." Jane blinked at that, he might be crazy, but crazy didn't mean stupid.
"Who else is looking for the Geth?" Jane asked.
"Not looking for; looking to get rid of," the man said. "They're a thorn in the side of the...waaaagh! Agh! Trying to get to the....aaiiee! Gyahh!" He began to laugh.
"He clearly needs medical help," Kaidan stated.
"Is there anything I can do to help you? Do you even want help?" Jane asked and the man gave her a very serious look.
"Help me? No. No one can help me now," he said and for some reason Jane felt his seriousness. "I would rather die fighting." Jane could relate to that statement, but what was he fighting.
"Fighting what?" Jane asked and the man's eyes weren't insane.
"Not that kind of fight. It's like running through a thorn bush. The more you struggle...time's up. Company's coming. Ask Fai Dan. Ask him about the...aaaagh!" Jane wanted to help the man.
"Look out!" Garrus cried and Jane turned around to see more Geth.
"Damn it," she hissed before she and Kaidan both threw the Geth back. They fired and Jane quickly moved into the tunnel. There were many more Geth that got in behind them. "Well, they seemed to appear out of thin air." Jane began firing when she heard the comforting sounds of familiar voices. The Geth at the end of the tunnel didn't expect John to appear with his group. Jane wondered if that was surprise she saw in the glowing lights of the Geth’s optics. Probably not, but it was an amusing thought.
"You were taking forever, baby sister," John said from his end of the tunnel.
"I could have handled it and only by fourteen minutes," Jane stated as she got up and headed over to a water main, John did the same at his end of the tunnel. "Couldn't stand waiting for me?"
"Tali detected a Geth beacon down here so we took care of it," John said and Jane blinked.
"Good job, Tali," she called.
"Thank you, Commander," Tali replied and the groups joined back up.
"Well we have the food, water, and power covered," Jane stated and John nodded.
"Geth have been cleared out of this part of the colony," he said and the Shepards nodded as they headed back up to the colony.
~*~*~
“Fai Dan.” John called out as they approached the colony leader. The man turned to them, a hopeful expression on his face. “We destroyed a Geth transmitter in the tunnels. They won't be a problem any longer.” Fai Dan sighed in relief at John’s words.
“Thank you, Commanders. We're in your debt. You've taken a great weight off my shoulders. I just wish I had such good news for every problem.”
“There's a guy living down in the tunnels. Is he one of yours?” Jane asked. John blinked. What guy?
“That would be Ian. He's very sick.” Fai Dan explained and John rolled his eyes. It sounded like they were going to leave him there.
“We'll get back to you when we know more.” Jane said. “We’ll tell the others we’ve solved the other issues so you guys should be fine for a while.”
“I’ll take my squad to secure the Mako on the skyway and we’ll meet you there, Jane.” John said. Jane waved him off as she headed deeper into the colony. John removed his rifle from the back and headed for the skyway. Anything was better than going from colonist to colonist and saying ‘It was done.’
~*~*~
Jane stared out of the Mako as she fired on the Geth.
"This isn't too bad," John stated as they caught some radio chatter.
"That's not setting us up," Jane sighed as the Mako stopped.
"You're more superstitious than usual," John joked and Jane gave him a look.
"The best way to ensure we meet trouble is being thankful that we're out of danger," Jane stated as they exited the Mako and entered the tunnel.
"Geth nearby," Tali called and Jane put up a barrier just in time to avoid fire from a Geth behind some crates.
"Easy," John grinned as they cleared out the tunnel and headed back to the Mako.
"What could they be after here?" Liara pondered as they entered the Mako.
"Maybe something to build on the information from the beacon on Eden Prime," Jane replied.
"We still don't know what that is as well," Liara sighed.
"If I knew I would tell you, but it seems incomplete," Jane said before taking position in the gunner's seat.
"I'm picking up a comm signal. It's too weak to pinpoint, but there's definitely someone out here," Garrus stated as they pulled forward and the radio chattered.
"Any sign of movement? Lizbeth could still be in there. It's only been a few days. She's my daughter. I'll wait as long as I have to," a woman's voice called out over the radio and Jane began aiming at the Geth on the skyway.
"Someone in there is still alive at least," Tali said as they stopped where another tunnel that had Geth readings.
"At least we can give them some relief," John said as he led the way out and Jane nodded. At least they made it in time to keep the colony from being completely destroyed.
~*~*~
“…we've got movement...some king of vehicle. Not one of the Geth. They must be close enough to see us…”
“There, that’s where they have to be,” Jane pointed out. They slowed the Mako to a crawl before piling out. John turned to the ramp and saw people moving about farther down. As they headed down to meet them a man pushed his way to the front ahead of them. He seemed twitchy, nervous as they approached. John frowned. If they didn’t handle this carefully, this man might make a mistake that could get people hurt or worse.
“That's close enough!” the man shouted at them as they approached. John and Jane stopped, the others filing in behind them.
“Relax, Jeong. They're obviously not Geth.” A woman said coming up the stand beside the nervous man.
“Get back, Juliana.” The man snapped at the woman, Juliana, before focusing back at the Shepards and the Normandy team. “Who are you? What do you want?”
“I’m Commander John Shepard and this is my sister Commander Jane Shepard. The people behind us are our crew. We're here to remove your Geth problem.” John explained. Juliana smiled.
“You see Ethan? You worry too much.” She chided the nervous man.
“And you trust too easily, Juliana.” Ethan retorted.
“I'm just glad to see a friendly face. I thought we were the only humans left on this planet.” Juliana explained. John and Jane shared a look.
“Fai Dan and some of the members of Zhu's Hope are still alive.” Jane revealed. John’s eyes narrowed at Juliana’s look of surprise and Ethan’s look of panic.
“I thought you said they were all dead!” Juliana accused Ethan who glared at her.
“I said they were ‘probably’ all dead.” Ethan explained. Jane rolled her eyes and John discretely jabbed her with his elbow.
“They're surviving, but the Geth really hit them hard.” Garrus spoke up behind them.
“We know what that's like. Those damn synthetics are relentless.” Juliana replied.
“We'll do whatever we can to keep them away from you. But we need some information.” John explained and wasn’t surprised to see Ethan narrow his eyes at him.
“What kind of information?” Ethan asked and Juliana rolled her eyes.
“Ignore him. The Geth are up in the ExoGeni headquarters. Just a bit further along the skyway.” Juliana said.
“Those headquarters are private property, soldier. Remove the Geth and nothing else.” Ethan cut in quickly.
“We're not interested in your company secrets.” Jane stated curtly.
“Commander, before you go...My daughter, Lizbeth. She's missing...could you…?” Juliana tried to ask but Ethan cut her off.
“They shouldn't waste time poking around. We can do a proper accounting of our casualties after the Geth are gone.” Ethan brushed her off. John glared at the man himself this time.
“That's my daughter you're talking about! She's still alive. I know it.”
“Where is your daughter, Juliana?” John asked. She whirled around to face them defiant.
“She was working in the ExoGeni building when the attacks came.”
“Oh, yeah! There are several places she could hide. For a short time.” Ethan mumbled.
“If she's in there, we'll get her out.” John assured her, Jane nodding in agreement.
“Thank you, Commanders. Thank you.”
“Do you know what the Geth are after?” Jane inquired.
“I have no idea.” Juliana said, shaking her head. “We certainly haven't found anything of use. Something ExoGeni is keen to remind us of.”
“We need to recoup our expenses. It's nothing personal.” Ethan tried to explain. John ignored the man.
“Tell us about the colony. Anything we should know?” John asked.
“We established ourselves here four years ago.” Juliana began. “Growth was steady until the attacks. Our biggest challenge has been the lack of resources. There's just so little here of value. Still, we were making a go of it. It was even starting to feel like home.”
“How did you get split up from the Zhu's Hope colony?” Jane asked.
“Most of us lived closer to the ExoGeni building. Zhu's Hope was mostly used as a port. When the Geth hit, we scattered. Until you told us about the others, we assumed they were killed in the first wave. If we had known they were still alive, we might have attempted to join them.”
“They're fairly secure now. Maybe you should do that.” John allowed.
“No, no, no, no.” Ethan cut in quickly. “I don't think that's a good idea. We...we have no vehicles and the skyway offers little protection.” Jane snorted and John agreed with his sister’s unspoken comment. It was obvious Ethan was hiding something.
“Like the building we're in now?” Juliana barked back, whirling on Ethan again.
“Listen, our best hope is to sit tight and wait for company reinforcements. They'll come eventually.” Ethan explained.
“What was the building used for?” Jane asked.
“We repurposed that structure to serve as headquarters for ExoGeni. It's mostly offices with a number of light duty R and D labs.” Ethan explained.
“ExoGeni is a master at "re-purposing" anything and everything.” Juliana bit out and John smiled.
“The company has to make a profit somehow, Juliana. Feros is a long way from self-sufficient.” Ethan tried to chide her.
“Stay bunkered down until we find out what the Geth are after.” John said, starting to lead the others back to the mako.
“Of course. And please remember, if you see my daughter...”
~*~*~
Jane saw a man at a terminal near Juliana and Ethan, she elbowed John and headed over to the man. John shook his head at the rest of the team before following behind Jane.
"Hmm...they could survive out there, no problem," he muttered before looking up at the twins. "I was hoping you'd have a moment to speak with me. I've got a bit of a problem." Jane wanted to roll her eyes. There was always someone who needed them to do something else on these missions.
"What do you need?" John asked and Jane fought the sigh. Of course they would help them, they wouldn't be the Shepard twins if they didn't reach out to every soul.
"I need to retrieve some data. It's not a big job, but it pays well," the man said.
"Sounds easy enough," John said.
"What's the catch?" Jane asked.
"No catch, really. It's just dangerous work, but not for someone like you two," the man grinned and Jane did roll her eyes.
"What is it about us that makes people assume we enjoy being in harm's way?" Jane muttered and John chuckled.
"It's not that bad, really. All you need to do is find my console at ExoGeni headquarters and drop the data onto this OSD. It's that simple," he said offering out an OSD and Jane grabbed it.
"We'll look around if we get the chance," John said and Jane tucked the OSD in a pocket.
"I appreciate it. That data could be worth a lot of money," the man said. "Of course that depend on getting out of here alive."
"What is this data we're getting for you?" Jane asked.
"Plans for a few prototype mods. I'm a freelancer. Some of my mods are highly sought after," the man grinned and Jane was a little more curious now. A mod manufacturer was a useful friend.
"Why work in the middle of nowhere if your skills are so useful?" Jane asked.
"Maybe I've got a bit of frontier spirit in me. That, and the alternative is a bit too "secure" for my liking. Freelancers don't have to worry about security as much, so long as we keep a low profile," he said and Jane nodded.
"Do you have any idea what the Geth were looking for?" John asked.
"Ah, that's for smarter men than me to figure out. I have no idea what anyone would want with this ruin," the man sighed. Jane slapped John's arm.
"Time to get moving," she said and they headed out.
~*~*~
On the remainder of the drive to the ExoGeni building there was nothing much waiting for them, not with the Mako. Wrex did grumble about cheating as when they drove up to the main entrance of the building they just fired the Mako’s canon through the opening targeting the Geth they could see. After a few minutes they piled out of the Mako, Jane chastising the Krogan the entire time.
“For the last time it’s not cheating Wrex,” Jane was scolding the grumpy Krogan, “Anything that keeps us alive and wipes out the Geth without putting us in excessive danger is a win in my book.” John was pointedly ignoring them as he swept the area with Tali and Kaidan as the others stood guard for any remaining Geth.
“Still isn’t any fun,” the Krogan grumbled. Jane sighed and shook her head.
“Well if you want something fun I think I can accommodate,” John called out to them. Wrex and Jane turned to where John was, peaking into an open door on the opposite side of the room from the blue barrier. “There’s a Geth Armature in here.”
“That’ll do.” Wrex rumbled. He started for the room at slowly accelerating charge and darted into the room before either Shepard could respond. They were about to follow him in to give the big guy back up when Wrex let out a malicious laugh. Electronic whines and squeals were heard from the room and a large gush of white hydraulic flood splashed out into the hall. Wrex bellowed in triumph and more sounds of violence echoed from the room, a piece of Geth bouncing out.
“Yeah I’m not going in there,” John said quickly, turning around and heading away from the room. “I think Wrex is working off some frustration. I told you that you should have let him shoot the Mako’s guns.”
Jane grumbled to herself marching into the room and pointedly ignoring her brother. John shook his head as he went towards Ash and Kaidan who waving him toward them.
“Wrex put down the leg!”
“What? I’m just beating him to death with his own leg!”
“It’s already dead!”
“What did you guys find?” John asked curiously ignoring the shouting and sounds of violence coming from behind him.
“It appears that this hole goes under the barrier, Commander.” Ash explained. John nodded, pleased.
“Good work you guys.” John glanced at Kaidan. “Go get my sister and Wrex, LT. The rest of us will go on ahead.”
“Yes sir,” Kaidan said heading off. John motioned for the others to follow him down and he dropped down, landing at the bottom with a dull thud. Raising his assault rifle up, he moved into the new area the others following him. It was a large open area, more than likely a delivery entrance. Rubble covered the area along with various Varren bodies. John frowned sweeping the area. Had the Geth done this or was-
Shots rang out and John whirled around, his finger tightening on the trigger, an order on his lips to fi-
“Damn it! I'm so sorry. I thought you were Geth, or one of those Varren.” A brunette in scientist scrubs exclaimed, lowering her weapon. John took a deep breath, holstering his rifle and motioning for the others to stand down. He heard three thumps in the distant and knew his sister wasn’t far behind.
“You're safe now.” John soothed her, heading for the woman. “Who are you and why were you here in the first place?”
“My name is Lizbeth Baynham.” The brunette said, introducing herself. “And I’m here because it's my own fault. Everyone else was running and I stayed to back up data. Next thing I knew, the Geth ship latched on and the power went out. I was trapped. I tried to get out, but the way was blocked.”
“Your mother asked us to find you. She's with some others from the colony. She's safe for now.” John said and Lizbeth sighed in relief.
“Oh, thank God she’s alive. I thought I was the only one left.”
“We'll get you to her as soon as we find out what the Geth are after.” John said and heard his sister come up behind him. He raised an eyebrow at her as he noticed large hydraulic stains on her armor. She shot him a withering look before turning her attention to Lizbeth.
“It's not the Geth; it's the energy field they put up. They don't want anyone else getting access to the...” Lizbeth trailed off and bit her lip, looking undecided.
“We’re here for the Geth.” Tali soothed her, surprising John at her speaking up. “It's very important that we find out what they're after.”
“I don't know for certain, but I'm guessing they're here for the Thorian.” Lizbeth blurted out and then winced.
“What’s a Thorian?” Jane asked.
“It's an indigenous life-form. ExoGeni was studying it.”
“Really?” Liara exclaimed excitedly. “To the best of my knowledge Feros was devoid of life! What else can you tell us? Do you know where we can find it?”
“I might be able to, but not with those Geth crawling around everywhere.” Lizbeth mused before she shook her head. “Look, we need to get out of here, past that field.”
“Do you know where we can shut it down?” John asked.
“No, not exactly. But I think the Geth ship is powering it. I've noticed the Geth laying power cables everywhere. You could follow those cables, but there's Geth all over the place.”
“Anything else you can you tell us what you know about the Thorian?” Jane asked.
“I really don't know that much about it. I think it's some kind of plant being. I know it's very old. Thousands of year, even.” Lizbeth said after a moment’s hesitation.
“Why do you think the Geth would be interested in the Thorian?” Jane asked, and Lizbeth shrugged.
“It's just a plant. I don't know why the Geth would care. ExoGeni was studying it, but I don't think they found anything special.”
“You stay put. We'll go open some doors.” John said, un-holstering his assault rifle again. Lizbeth unclipped her id tag from her shirt and handed it to Jane.
“Here, take my ID. This should get you past any locked doors. Good luck with that field.” After that she hurried away to an alcove in the wall.
“Let’s head inside.” John said. “I want to find out what these Geth are doing here.”
~*~*~
They started through the door and up the stairs. Jane immediately put a closed fist up as they reached the first landing, the team freezing in response.
"Stupid machine! Access encrypted files!" a Krogan voice snarled from at the top of the stairs. "No, I don't want to review protocol!" Jane gave the other two snipers point looks and signaled for the others to wait. Then the three took point, slipping up the stairs silently as the rest of the crew followed behind as quietly as possible, giving them the space they needed.
"I am unable to comply. Please contact your supervisor," a VI hologram stated as they reached the top of the stairs and saw the Krogan's back.
"Damn it. Tell me what I want or I'll blast your virtual ass into actual dust!" the Krogan snapped. Jane tapped Ash for the heart shots, Garrus for the head shots, and indicated herself for the spine shots.
"Please contact your supervisor for a Level 4 security exception or make an appointment with..." the VI began and the Krogan growled.
"Stupid machine!" he cried out in anger as the sniper team slowly began to get into firing position.
"If there is nothing else, please step aside. There is a queue forming behind you for the use of this console," the VI stated and Jane felt a deep agreement with the Krogan about the VI being a stupid machine. The Krogan turned and sneered, one hand moving to reach for his gun as his body turned.
"Oh good, I really need to kill someone!" he growled.
"Me too," Jane replied as she began to fire, Garrus and Ash following her lead. The Krogan took one step before he dropped. Jane quickly approached, firing two shots into the head, two to the chest, and three in the neck.
"Was that really necessary? He was dead!" John barked and Jane looked at Wrex, letting the Krogan know she wanted him to answer.
"You never know who has three hearts and we all have a redundant nervous system," Wrex stated and Jane looked at John.
"Think I should shoot him again?" John pondered as they passed the corpse to access the terminal.
"ExoGeni reminds all staff that the discharging of weapons while on company property is strictly forbidden. Welcome back Research Assistant Elizabeth Baynham. What can I do for you?" the VI asked.
"What information was the last user attempting to access?" Jane asked.
"Fetching data. The previous user was attempting to access details on the study of Subject Species 37. The Thorian," the VI said.
"Tell me everything you told the Krogan," Jane ordered.
"I was unable to provide the previous user with any relevant data. Aside from lacking proper access, there has been no new data available on Species 37. All sensors monitoring the observation post at Zhu's Hope have been inactive for several cycles," the VI stated and Jane's brows furrowed.
"What does Zhu's Hope have to do with the Thorian?" John asked, giving a voice to Jane's mental question.
"Species 37 is located within the substructure of the Zhu's Hope outpost," the VI said and Jane gave John a look.
"That's not good," John stated.
"Tell me everything you know about the Thorian," Jane ordered.
"The Thorian is a simple plant life-form that exhibits a sentient behavior uncommon with other flora. Through dispersion and the eventual inhalation of spores, it can infect and control other organisms, including humans. The Zhu's Hope control group has yielded interesting results. Before sensors went offline, almost 85% of all test subjects were infected," the VI explained and Jane's jaw clenched.
"Are you saying ExoGeni knew its people were getting infected?" John growled.
"It was deemed necessary to assess the true potential of Species 37," the VI explained.
"That would explain the odd behavior at the colony...I thought it was just a human thing," Garrus stated and Jane gave John a look.
"We should probably get a copy of the CRA," John said.
"And an Asari lawyer," Jane growled.
"CRA?" Kaidan asked.
"Colonists Rights Agreement," Ash said.
"The documentation all first generation colonists sign when colonizing a planet. It basically states in a situation like this where a major company is involved with colonization effort the individual rights of the colonists," John said.
"For most colonies, you don't have major companies as involved. Sometimes a company will be looking to set up a new raw material harvest site on the colony, so they build roads and schools and whatnot," John explained.
"However, there have been situations where companies used fine print to hide the right to mess with the colonists in their CRA. Technically all colonists are supposed to know everything in the CRA, but some people just don't check the whole document, they can be massively large," Jane said. "If we are lucky ExoGeni never included that in their CRA if we're not lucky...they have the right to do this to the colonists, they agreed to it."
"We should contact Joker," Kaidan suggested.
"Joker. Come in. Joker. Damn it. That field's blocking us," Jane hissed as she tried to reach the Normandy.
"We've been through worse," John stated and Jane nodded.
"We need to drop that field and get back to Zhu's Hope," Ash said.
"VI, what can you tell me about the Geth ship and the field its generating?" John asked.
"I have limited data on the Geth. They have effectively blocked all sensors within the facility. I have detected unusual fluctuations, but am unable to determine the source," the VI said and Jane remembered something important.
"Who is in charge here?" Jane asked.
"All decisions about local resource analysis and acquisition are made by onsite management, deferring to the board of directors only when seasonal quotas are missed or exceeded. Individual employee records are confidential," the VI explained.
"I bet Ethan is the onsite management," Jane growled.
"Tell us about the Thorian," Liara piped in.
"Species 37 was discovered several weeks ago when a small team was infected with spores while examining the ruins near the Zhu's Hope outpost. The outpost was quarantined immediately and study of the infection began. Within 21 days, 58% of colonists exhibited altered behavior. Within 28 days, 85%," the VI stated.
"What's the size of this thing?" Jane muttered.
"The Thorian appears to be a diffused creature. Its cognitive abilities are centered in large nerve bundles, but it receives data from kilometers of meandering tendrils. We have discovered bundle approximately one minter in diameter, but these seem insufficient to coordinate the massive sensory potential it possesses. It may simply process such stimulation slowly, or perhaps there is a nerve cluster of a greater magnitude we have not yet encountered," the VI stated.
"Is it intelligent? Can I reason with it?" John asked.
"The Thorian does not exhibit the focused behavior of a predator. The release of spores is an act of survival, not aggression. It does trigger advanced behaviors in the humans it enslaves, but we have yet to discover whether it recognizes, or is capable of recognizing, humans as more than tools. It is sufficiently alien as to defy classification at this time," the VI reported.
"Where is this thing?" Jane demanded.
"The Thorian is present as a weave of tendrils across much of the lower surface of Feros. Observation of enslaved subjects suggests there may be key clusters that are tended by thralls. Unfortunately, direct observation of Species 37 is limited or non-existent," the VI explained.
"This is not going to be easy to save the colonists," John sight.
"It is never easy," Jane muttered before thinking. "Please access 'my' personal files."
"What..." John began and Jane held up a finger.
"Elizabeth Baynham, Research Assistant, Bio-Medical Division. Security Level 4 exemption. You are currently under probation due to disagreements with management over established company policy. These sanctions may be lifted if your next evaluation is more agreeable.
"What triggered the probation?" Jane asked.
"You were marked as combative about the operations of the Zhu's Hope project, specifically regarding the handling of the infected colonists. As a result, you were tasked with monitoring the safety of the colonists for the duration of the observation," the VI explained and Jane felt better that Lizbeth was standing up, if weakly against ExoGeni.
"That's enough for now," John stated.
~*~*~
Shortly after finding the VI they came across an overhang with two Geth worshipping a ball of light between the claws of their ship jammed into the building. After quickly dispatching the Geth they climbed down to take a closer at look at the claw.
“The Geth use these claws to anchor their ships to the side of buildings,” Tali said, examining the claws and ignoring the glowing light.
“That makes it more difficult,” Ash Kaidan, “how do we cut the power to the claws if it’s coming directly from the ship?”
“Well we could check the other claws for weaknesses,” Tali mused. “It’ll be difficult though, the Geth are very thorough.”
“That sounds like it’s our best bet. Let’s find the other claws then,” Jane stated taking lead. The others started to fall in but Tali was staring at the orb, her head cocked to the right. John had seen her do that before when something was making her annoyed. Letting Jane know that he, Liara and Tali would follow in a moment he jogged over to his Quarian friend. He waited a moment as Tali took readings with her Omni-tool. She huffed and stomped a foot as gun fire echoed down the halls. Knowing Jane would be fine John focused on Tali.
“Something bothering you Tali?” he asked and Tali huffed again, gesturing at the orb.
“This is,” she bit out. John blinked and turned to the orb the Geth had been worshipping.
“It seems to be significant to the Geth,” Liara said, voicing her thoughts. “Is it possible they set up this room to serve as a temple of sorts?”
“The Geth blur the line between organic and synthetic life. It’s natural to assume they seek understanding from a higher power.” Tali admitted, “I’ve just never thought of a Geth having a crisis of a spiritual nature before.”
“Come on let’s catch up to the others,” John said, patting Tali on the shoulder. “If I know Jane she’s already found that man’s data and found a way to separate the ship from the building.”
As they hurried up to catch up with Jane there was a loud crunch from the floor beneath them and the sounds of gun fire. The building seemed to shake and then the claw in the room they had just been in separated from the building. They hurried down as the Geth ship came crashing down. He reached Jane just as the comms finally crackled to life.
“-repeat, Normandy to shore party. Are you reading? Anyone there? Normandy to shore party. Come on, Commanders, talk to me!”
“Is that you, Joker? What's going on over there? “Jane asked.
“We're in lockdown here, Commander. Something happened to the colonists. They're banging on the hull, trying to claw their way inside the ship. They're freaking out! “
“They can't do any real damage. We're on our way back. Just hold your position.” Jane ordered as John frowned. It had to be the Thorian. One threat had been dealt with, now it was trying to deal with another.
Them.
“Uh...yeah. Okay. Well, we'll just wait right here for you, Commander.”
As Jane cut off the signal John gestured to the main entrance where the barrier had dropped and familiar figure was waiting for them.
“Good, saves us from having to hunt her down, I want some answers,” Jane muttered heading for Lizbeth. John sighed and motioned for the others to follow.
“There you are. We should get out of here. I don't think this place is safe.” Lizbeth exclaimed. She wilted as Jane stomped over to her with a glare on her face.
“I need some answers. You knew more about the Thorian than you let on.” Jane snapped and John stepped next to her. Jane shot him and look and he shook his head. Jane took a deep breath but pulled back a bit from Lizbeth.
“I...I was afraid. I wanted to stop the tests, but they threatened me, told me I'd be next. When the Geth attacked, I stayed behind to send a message to Colonial Affairs. I tried to tell them where to find the Thorian, but the power cut before I could send the message. I...I never meant for this to happen!” Lizbeth burst out.
“You did what you could. I'll help them if you can tell me where to find the Thorian.” John soothed. He felt like Jane did, especially about colonies, but he knew sometimes people were stuck in no win situations. For Jane there was the right way or no way. End of story.
“The Thorian is underneath Zhu's Hope, but the entrance is blocked. The colonists covered it with the freighter just before the Geth attacked.” Lizbeth explained.
“But why are the Geth after the Thorian? What could Saren want with it?” John asked and Lizbeth sighed.
“Well, it does have unique mind-control capabilities. That's what ExoGeni was interested in.” She explained.
“Normandy to shore party. Come in.” Joker said, reaching out to them again.
“What is it, Joker? “ Jane asked.
“We're getting a lot of Geth comm chatter. Looks like they're headed your way.”
“Thanks for the heads-up, Joker.” Jane said cutting off the comms again. “You heard the man; let's move out.”
“I'm coming with you. I might be able to help. Undo the mess I helped create.” Lizbeth piped up and Jane shot John a look. John shrugged.
“That might be a good idea. You might be able to help us free the colonist from the Thorian somehow.”
~*~*~
John was driving the Mako down towards where the ExoGeni staff was hold up when the radio burst to life.
"...anybody. Is there anyone picking this up?" Julia's voice came in.
"Get away from that radio!" Ethan's voice followed.
"What was that all about?" Lizbeth asked, a hint of panic in her voice. More static
"...this is Julia Baynham of Feros colony. Please help us..." the static cut in and out.
"That's my mom. Stop. Stop the rover!" Lizbeth cried and John did just that. She jumped from the Mako the second John stopped. Jane rushed to follow. Lizbeth was moving slowly and Jane followed suit as they moved down the ramp. Ethan was advancing on Julia and the various ExoGeni security goons were paying attention to that scene instead of the ramp.
"You can't do this, Jeong!" Julia said.
"Everyone shut up! Let me think!" he cried.
"What's going on?" Lizbeth asked Jane and Jane shook her head.
"You won't get away with this," Julia stated as the security personnel closed in on her.
"Get her out of here!" Ethan ordered and Julia was grabbed.
"Get away from her, you son of a bitch!" Lizbeth cried out and Jane wanted to groan as their cover was blown. John and the others were silently approaching from the ramp but it was too late.
"Lizbeth!" Julia cried out, breaking away so that mother and daughter could reunite.
"Damn it! Come out where I can see you! All of you!" Ethan demanded. The entire team entered. "Shepard...Damn it! I knew it was too much to hope the Geth would kill you. I found some interesting facts about you in the ExoGeni database. I know what happened on Akuze. This doesn't have to end like that." Jane felt her face drop into kill mode. If Ethan Jeong thought that trying to go after her weak spot was going to put him at an advantage, he was sorely mistaken. John stepped in front of Jane and it took all of her will power not to throw her brother to the side.
"We can talk this out. Nobody needs to get hurt," John stated.
"You don't understand. It's not that easy. Communications are back up. ExoGeni wants this place purged," Ethan explained.
"This is a human colony, Jeong. You can't just re-purpose us," Lizbeth cried out indignantly.
"It's not just you. There's something here far more valuable than a few colonists," Ethan scoffed.
"You're after the one unique thing Feros has: the Thorian," Jane stated coolly.
"The what?" Julia asked.
"It's a telepathic life-form living under Zhu's Hope. It's taking control of the colonists there. ExoGeni knew all along," Lizbeth explained to her mother. Julia turned to glare at Ethan.
"You won't get away with this, Jeong," she growled.
"So you keep saying. But nobody's going to miss a few colonists," Ethan dismissed Julia and Jane felt her biotics start to pick up. She closed her eyes and began some mental exercises to keep from flickering her biotics with her rage. Ethan Jeong was the most worthless type of human, the type that sold his fellow humans out.
"Can't you see the inherent potential in this colony? Think of the promotional opportunities!" John began
"Opportunities? What the hell are you talking about?" Ethan cried.
"They recovered from an alien attack on a frontier world. Add that to your company profile," John said and while Jane knew John was working Ethan, it made her furious to think that Ethan would put the company before the colonists.
"Well...yeah. No one's every gone broke playing the champion of humanity card," Ethan mused.
"Sadly, you'd probably make a killing. But if it will let us get back to our lives, I'm for it," Julia sighed and Jane agreed. Sometimes you had to work with vipers to keep the flock safe.
"It just might work. Wait, no, but the infected colonists will throw a bit of a wrench in that plan. No, no. They need to disappear," Ethan began to panic again.
"You can't just kill the colonists. It's not their fault," Julia pointed out. Jane nearly jumped as she felt a shoulder press into hers. She looked to see Kaidan standing next to her. It wasn't noticeable to anyone looking, but he was giving her something to focus on to keep her biotics in check. She took it and kept her eyes shut inside of her helmet. If she had a flare up now Ethan would back out of the deal and make this whole thing worse.
"If you kill only the Thorian, it might be enough to stop the infection. Maybe," Lizbeth theorized.
"It's worth a try, but I don't know how we can avoid harming the colonists," Jane threw in.
"There has to be another way," Lizbeth groaned.
"Maybe there is. Come and talk to me before you leave, Commander," Julia stated before walking away.
"Just make sure there's no evidence when you're done," Ethan snapped and Jane moved back to the ramp.
"You okay, Commander?" Kaidan asked.
"He was very close to getting a biotically crushed knee," Jane said and Kaidan nodded.
"If anyone deserves it more, I'd be hard pressed to find them," he said. They watched as John moved to give the OSD to the freelancer before moving to speak to Julia. Jane waited with Kaidan by the ramp. As John approached he handed a few grenades to Jane.
"What are these?" she asked.
"A gas grenade with a weak neurotoxin that should paralyze the colonists," John explained.
"A neurotoxin..." Jane started and John shook his head.
"I already asked. It shouldn't affect us as badly, it's supposed to be weak," he said.
"Let's go," Jane said.
~*~*~
“What the hell are those?” John asked, slowing the Mako down just before the entrance to the colony parking garage, which had been locked since they had left. The team got out of the Mako and got a better look at the figures crouched down. They looked vaguely human but with brownish-greenish skin. They looked more plant than human too. Their eyes were eye black sockets and each finger was replaced with a six inch talon.
“What is that? It's not human, infection or not.” Kaidan said and Ash shivered.
“They look like those creeper things we saw in that B movie we watched together,” Ash muttered to Jane, making Jane shiver.
“Well the name certainly fits,” Jane muttered as Wrex let out a laugh. "I bet these are something from the Thorian...a Thorian creeper."
“I wonder what color these bleed?” the Krogan exclaimed in joy.
“No hitting the colonists, even if the Thorian makes them fire on us. That's what the gas grenades are for.” John said, beginning to hand out the aforementioned grenades.
“Snipers switch to impact rounds.” Jane ordered, doing the same for her own rifle. After a few moments everyone finished adjusting their ammo.
“Everyone ready?” John asked, heading for the garage door switch.
“You got it, Commander. Let's do this.” Kaidan exclaimed and John slammed a fist on the switch. The creepers let out moans and began to stand and rushed them in a hoard.
~*~*~
They had ground through the hoard in the hanger and knocked out the colonists. The stairs were bogging them down and it seemed like every five feet was a cluster of Thorian creepers with a colonist guiding them and providing cover fire. It was slow going and Jane was getting frustrated. They had knocked out two colonists at the stairs down to the colony.
Jane checked the two colonists and nodded at John. Garrus and Ash sniped the two creepers at the base of the stairs before they could even get up.
"These two are out like lights," Jane said. "Garrus, Kaidan, head down there and give us eyes on the colony."
"Yes, ma'am," the two said before heading down.
"How many colonists so far?" John asked taking stock before there was the sound of gun fire coming from where Kaidan and Garrus had just gone. The colonists were inside the doorway, turning the hallway into a kill zone. It was a perfect trap and Jane had just sent Garrus and Kaidan right into it. Jane felt time slow as she saw a bright flash of red blood. Kaidan was going down, his barrier collapsed and his armor broken through. At the doorway a large hoard of creepers began to rush in. Garrus and Kaidan were pinned down and cut off.
"Jane!" John's voice never registered as Jane vaulted down the steps, somehow keeping her balance as she threw blindly. Two of the creepers were rushing Kaidan, he had been trying to throw them when he spun from the impact of the shot making it through his armor. Garrus had yanked Kaidan to the far side of the stairs and was aiming at the approaching creepers. They were pinned! Her throw caught a couple of the creepers, sending them back into the colonists. Jane raced to Garrus and Kaidan, covered in a barrier like a human shield. She was at Kaidan's side immediately, ignoring the approaching hoard.
“Shit!” John cried, his rifle overheating. They couldn’t keep the creepers back and the colonists were still firing on the team at the base.
"Talk to me, Kaidan," Jane demanded. Knowing that fear was in her voice, she hated fear, but please, God, don't let Kaidan have taken a fatal shot. Kaidan blinked up at her, red staining his shoulder. Too high for lung or heart, just painful.
"It's just muscle and bone. I'll live Ja-Commander," Kaidan stated and Jane felt tears in her eyes as she pulled the medi-gel kit from his pouch and began applying it. Her barrier was flickering, she couldn't keep holding it up for much longer, but she would patch him up before she let it drop.
“More creepers!” Ash cried out, her own assault rifle overheat discharging by her feet, her sniper rifle in her hands as she desperately tried to keep them back. Creepers were rushing up the stairs, cutting the team off from the three below. “They must have set this trap up almost as soon as we left!”
“I can’t get a singularity in the door way!” Liara cried out, firing her own pistol desperately. Jane, Kaidan and Garrus trapped at the bottom, the others cut off above. The three below would die if the rest of them above them couldn’t keep the creepers back.
John’s adrenalin kicked into high gear.
Snap decision.
“Wrex follow me, the rest of you cover Jane and the others. Work your way to them!” John ordered. He grabbed the edge of the concrete divider and leaped. Liara screamed his name as Wrex let out a laugh of joy.
-then John was falling, yanking his shotgun to bare, over clocking his shield generator. He slammed feet first onto a creeper, turning it to pulp. His shields were screaming in his ears warning him they were down. He didn’t care, his sister was at his back vulnerable. John would kill every mother fucker trying to get to her and his men. He didn’t even notice Wrex slamming down behind him. Then it was a nightmare of creeper green blood, shotgun rounds to the face, smashing fists into soft creeper throats, break necks, blowing off heads, tossing gas grenades at colonists, fists hitting noses, knocking them out with broken noses, then-
It was over. John was breathing heavily, his armor covered in Thorian creeper gunk, his legs ached from a two story fall dulled by his shields. Wrex threw his head back and roared a Krogan victory cry. The colonists were all unconscious and the ambush was over.
"The medi-gel is going to keep you alive, but we need to get you to the Normandy now. Tali!" Jane barked and the Quarian appeared. Jane cupped Kaidan’s face.
"We are going to distract the colonists and you are going to hack the ship. It's a tube that leads straight to those stairs. Get inside that ship, turn it into a corridor so if anyone is in there you lock them in their rooms. You contact the Normandy and ask for a retrieval team. You help Kaidan get back to the ship and to Dr. Chakwas with the retrieval team," Jane explained. She jumped to her feet and whirled to face John.
"Jane..." John said in a warning tone and Jane snatched her sniper rifle from her back.
"We use the old sniper technique we developed in N7 academy," Jane snapped and John paused.
"The rest of the team doesn't know that," John stated and Jane glared at him for a moment before conceding his point.
"Snipers on the ship, we fire and drop down, I shield us, you throw grenades from the side," Jane snapped to the rest of the team. Her jaw tightened as Tali helped Kaidan put his arm around her shoulders.
"Ash, Wrex, Liara, and I will take the long way around the ship, Tali, when you hear the retrieval team give that it is in position and the gunfire dies down, you get Kaidan to medical," John said.
"Why am I not on the roof?" Ash asked as Jane grabbed Garrus, helping him to his feet. She quietly asked if he was good to go to which the Turian gave a thumbs up.
"I can only shield two of us perfectly and you know Alliance methods John might use," Jane said, turning to the Chief. The groups split up and Jane quickly scaled the freighter with Garrus at her side. They were at the top and Jane kept low until she saw John's group engaging the creepers. She threw a grenade at the colonists that were set up in another kill zone. Tali used the distraction to hurry Kaidan behind them.
"Those creepers have to be controlled by that Thorian," Garrus muttered as they dropped to their stomachs and crawled. At the edge they began using their non-fatal rounds to keep the colonists pinned, Jane's shield protecting them from the very fatal colonist fire.
"I can't throw from this position," Jane growled.
"Doesn't matter, Wrex is clearing the way," Garrus stated as they watched the Krogan plow a path through the creepers. As the colonists started to aim, Garrus and Jane popped back up in time to let the remaining team set their grenades off.
"Get down first, I'll keep an eye out," Jane said as John and the others cleared the area for anymore threats.
"All alive," John called. Jane was about to drop when she saw a form moving towards where the team was gathered. John was working to lift part of the freighter. It was Fai Dan. Jane crept towards the edge, out of Fai Dan's line of sight.
"I tried to fight it, but it gets in your head. You can't imagine the pain," Fai Dan stated as he approached, drawing John’s attention. "I was supposed to be a leader. These people trusted me." Fai Dan drew his gun and Jane began to run. "It wants me to stop you...but I...I won't." Jane was in the air and the butt of her gun ready. Fai Dan was turning the gun towards his own head when Jane landed, slamming the butt of her rifle into his face, knocking him cold. The gun fell.
"You could have taken his head off with a shot," John said approving of his sister’s methods and Jane nodded as she kicked the gun away.
"If I didn't try he would have taken it off himself," she said before looking at the stairs under the freighter. She looked at John and he nodded at her. The two commanders descended next to each other. They went down into the deep structure and as they rounded a corner the Shepard twins slowed and stared.
"All right, we just need to find this creature and determine what it...what it...This was not covered by my training manuals," Garrus stated as he took in the massive plant...creature...thing...Thorian.
"That does not look like any plant I've ever seen," John stated and Jane looked at the creature.
"This may be...problematic," she muttered as she stared at the massive plant which looked too insect-like to her after their Rachni experiences. They approached the massive creature and it began to move. For a moment it looked like it was vomiting until a green Asari dropped from its...mouth? Jane hoped it was a mouth.
"Invaders! Your every step is a transgression. A thousand feelers appraise you as meat, good only to dig or decompose. I speak for the Old Growth, as I did for Saren you are within and before the Thorian. It commands that you be in awe!" the Asari spoke and Jane felt this might be one of those conversations that needed to be in a book about weird shit they went through.
"You gave something to Saren, something we need," John said.
"Saren sought knowledge of those who are gone. The Old Growth listened to flesh for the first time in the Long Cycle. Trades were made. Then cold ones began killing the flesh that would tend the next cycle. Flesh fairly given! The Old Growth sees the air you push as lies! It will listen no more!" the Asari cried and Jane glared.
"I won't let you keep your thralls. Release them. Now!" Jane snarled.
"No more will the Thorian listen to those that scurry. Your lives are short, but have gone on too long," the Asari cried. "Your blood will feed the ground and the new growth!" Her hand moved to lift her weapon and Jane pushed her. The Asari flew backwards off the edge of the platform, falling into the pit below the Thorian. Creepers began to groan around the group.
"Did you have to throw her into the pit?" John asked.
"What part of ‘your blood will feed the ground’ sounded like the start of a negotiation to you?" Jane shot back as she threw two creepers into the wall making them explode. "I think we can do the same with the Thorian."
"Drop it in the pit?" John asked and Jane nodded. "It does look big and heavy enough. It looks like there are only a few tendrils holding it up."
"I’m going to make this thing pay for what it’s done to the colony and us. These creepers are clearly part of the Thorian," Jane snarled. John grunted in understanding. He blamed it too for Kaidan and the colonists.
"At least these Thorian creepers are easy to squish," Wrex laughed as he ran into one smashing it into a wall. Jane grimaced at the slime on Wrex's armor and crest, at least the Krogan was happy.
The team hurried through the first door. There was a giant, pulsating node connected to the Thorian and the room was filled with dozens of creepers.
“John and Ash destroy the nodes, everyone else focus on the creepers.” Jane ordered. It was quick work to take out the node with the creepers occupied. As the node was popped for lack of a better work, the Thorian’s tendril separated from it. The Thorian let out a wheezing scream and the whole area shook.
“Oh that had to hurt it!” John exclaimed, smirking. Jane nodded leading them deeper into the structure around the Thorian. The next node was up a ramp leading to a landing past dormant creepers. Working in sync without even saying anything the team quickly wiped the dormant creepers before turning their fire on the node. Again it burst and again the Thorian screamed.
“Shit Asari clone!” John snapped, seeing the clone come hurrying into the room before them.
“I don’t have time for this bullshit!” Jane snapped. She gestured at the clone and it went flying over the edge in a biotic throw. It screamed in defiant rage as it fell to its death.
They moved from room to room, destroying dormant and active creepers, separating nodes and flinging clones to a death by gravity. Then the Thorian could no longer hold itself. Grunting and wheezing the ancient creature fell to its own death.
Jane and John shared a look as they stared over the ledge. Shepards never gave up. And they never forgave.
~*~*~
As the group was leaving a small node on the wall near the entrance began to make noises and Jane whipped around to see a normal looking Asari drop to the floor. She looked dazed as she stood up and Jane lowered her weapon, but kept her finger on the trigger, just in case.
"I'm free. I...I suppose I should thank you for releasing me," she said looking at the group. John stepped forward, ever the hero for blue damsels in distress, Jane mused.
"Is everything all right? Are you hurt?" he asked.
"I am fine. Or I will be, in time. My name is Shiala. I serve...I served Matriarch Benezia. When she allied herself with Saren, so did I. Benezia foresaw the influence Saren would have. She joined him to guide him down a gentler path. But Saren is compelling. Benezia lost her way," Shiala said. "Benezia underestimated Saren. As I did. We came to believe in his cause and his goals. The strength of his influence is troubling."
"My mother spoke of this," Liara stated and Shiala blinked in recognition.
"We...were forced to kill Matriarch Benezia," Jane said. "She mentioned something about Saren's ship."
"Saren has a vessel. An enormous warship unlike anything I've ever seen. He calls it Sovereign. It can dominate the minds of his followers," Shiala confirmed and Jane shot a look at John. That was a similar story to Benezia's. "They become indoctrinated to Saren's will. The process is subtle. It can take days, weeks. But in the end, it is absolute. I was a willing slave when Saren brought me to this world. He needed my biotics to communicate with the Thorian, to learn its secrets. Saren offered me in trade. I was sacrificed to secure an alliance between Saren and the Thorian."
"Saren's pretty quick to betray his own people," Jane stated.
"He was quick to betray the Thorian, too. After he had what he wanted, he ordered the Geth to destroy all evidence of its existence. Saren knows you are searching for the Conduit. He knows you are following his steps. He attacked the Thorian so you could not gain the Cipher," Shiala said, looking at Jane.
"What's the Cipher? And why did Saren need it?" John asked, but Shiala kept looking at Jane. Jane wondered why Asari always had to give her looks. Thank God Liara was looking at John.
"The beacon on Eden Prime gave you visions. But the visions are unclear, confusion. They were meant for a Prothean mind," Shiala said and Jane suddenly realized why her vision seemed so difficult to understand, it was meant for a mind of a species long extinct. "To truly comprehend them, you must think like a Prothean. You must understand their culture, their history, their very existence. The Thorian was here long before the Protheans built this city. It watched and studied them. When they died, it consumed them. They became a part of it."
"So the Thorian taught Saren to think like a Prothean? How?" Jane asked.
"The Cipher is the very essence of being a Prothean. It cannot be described or explained. It would be like describing the color to a creature without eyes. To understand, you must have access to endemic ancestral memory. A viewpoint spanning thousands of Prothean generations. I sensed this ancestral memory, the Cipher, when I melded with the Thorian. Our identities merged, our minds intertwined. Such knowledge cannot be taught; it simply exists," Shiala explained and Jane started to get a feeling she was not going to like what was coming.
"We need that knowledge to stop Saren," John grunted. “Isn’t there some way for us to understand?”
"There is a way. I can transfer the knowledge from my mind to yours, as I did with Saren," she said, making eye contact with Jane. "You were the one who accessed the beacon, it must be you." Jane stared for a moment. To share minds was very intimate for Asari and while it would be useful, Jane wasn't sure she wanted to try something that was close to Asari sex. Of course, to beat Saren, she needed to know understand the vision. So she sighed and stepped forward.
"Try to relax, Commander. Slow, deep breaths. Let go of your physical shell. Reach out to grasp the threads that bind us, one to another," Shiala said as she approached and Jane did as she was told with deep, slow breathing. "Every action sends ripples across the galaxy. Every idea must touch another mind to live. Each emotion must mark another's spirit. We are all connected. Every living being united in a single, glorious existence. Open yourself to the universe, Commander. Embrace eternity!"
Jane saw the vision again. The death destruction, the people being destroyed before they could mount a counterattack. The organic being turned by force into the synthetic. War that resulted in annihilation. A binary star system with a planet with a single moon. The approach of Sovereign. Jane opened her eyes to look at Shiala. Shiala gave Jane a look plagued by deep thought.
"I have given you the Cipher, just as it was given to Saren. The ancestral memories of the Protheans are a part of you now," Shiala said and Jane wiped her forehead.
"What happened? Are you okay?" Garrus asked.
"I saw the vision. It still isn't making sense," Jane said.
"You have been given a great gift: the experience of an entire people. It will take time for your mind to process this information," Shiala explained.
"You look a little queasy. We should get you back to the ship," Ash said.
"I am sorry if you have suffered, but there was no other way. You needed the Cipher. In time, it will help you understand the vision from the beacon. You have the Cipher, in time, your visions will clear. They will lead you to the Conduit. I only pray you find it before Saren does," Shiala said.
"Now that you're free of the Thorian, what are you planning to do next?" John asked.
"If you allow it, I would like to stay here with the colonists. They have suffered greatly, and I played a role in their suffering. I would like to make amends," she said.
"The colonists will need all the help they can get. They'll be happy to have you on their side," Jane said.
"Thank you, Commander. May fortune smile upon you," Shiala added.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 18th, 2183 CE
Location: Normandy leaving Feros atmosphere en route to Attican Beta Mass Relay
Jane entered the infirmary before the debriefing, Kaidan was laying on one of the cots in his uniform. He grinned as she entered.
"Hey Commander," he said.
"How are you doing, Kaidan?" she asked and he sat up a bit.
"I'm in one piece. Dr. Chakwas fixed me up, she made sure my shoulder is as good as new. Sorry I missed out on the Thorian," he said and Jane shook her head, her hand hovering over his arm. The fact she was still in her gear was the only reason she wasn't touching him...making sure he was still there.
"No Kaidan, I'm sorry. I should have see that it was a kill zone. I would have set it up just the same and I didn't see it!" Jane said, keeping her eyes on his shoulder, she couldn't see the wound.
"I'm fine," he said and Jane looked up at him.
"I failed you, Kaidan, it won't happen again," Jane said. "Get better." She quickly left medical to change and head back up for the debriefing. She took a seat and John stared at her.
"Are you okay? You look a little pale," he said.
"It's that damn Cipher! That Asari messed you up good! And for what? We still don't know here to find that stupid Conduit! What a waste!" Ash snarled and Jane could feel her exhaustion.
"She said it could take a while," John reminded. "Still I don't like seeing you like this, Baby Sister."
"We need the Cipher. I'm not sure how, but it will lead us to the Conduit," Jane said.
"Commander? You do look pale are you sure you are not suffering any ill effects from the Cipher?" Liara asked and Jane wondered if she was.
"The Cipher shook me up a bit," Jane said.
"I might be able to help you. I am an expert on the Protheans. If I join my consciousness to yours maybe we can make some sense of it," Liara suggested and Jane wondered if she was going to touch minds with two Asari in one day. She looked at John, he shrugged and Jane sighed.
"Do it," Jane said as she stood up and Liara met her in the center of the room.
"Relax, Commander. Embrace eternity!" Liara said and the vision flew through Jane's skull again. "That was incredible! All this time. All my research. Yet I never dreamed...I'm sorry. The images were so vivid. I never imagined the experience would be so...intense. You are remarkably strong-willed, Commander. What you've been through, what you've seen, would have destroyed a lesser mind."
"Hard to beat that kind of praise, huh Commander," Wrex grunted, elbowing John.
"What did you see?" John coughed.
"The beacon on Eden Prime must have been badly damaged. Large parts of the vision are missing. The data transferred into the commander's mind is incomplete," Liara stated and Jane's hopes sank.
"You must have seen something," Jane said.
"I was able to interpret the data relayed through your vision. What was there, at least. But something was missing. Saren must have the missing information. Maybe he found another beacon. If we can find the missing data from your vision I can...whoa!" Liara staggered. "I'm sorry. The joining is...exhausting. I should got to the medical bay and lie down for a moment."
"We're done here. Dismissed." John said, waving a hand to dismiss the crew.
~*~*~
“I've sent off the Feros report, Commanders. You want me to patch you through to the Council?” Joker asked. Jane nodded and John spoke up.
“Patch them through, Joker.”
“Setting up the link now, Commanders.” After a few moments the hologram system in the room lit up and a hologram of the councilors was standing before them.
“Commanders, I’m sorry ExoGeni should have told us about the Thorian. It would have made your job much easier.” Councilor Tevos said.
“You might have been able to capture it for study instead of destroying it.” Valern mused and John shook his head as Jane fumed.
“The Thorian liked to enslave minds. Anyone who studied it would've ended up as one of its thralls.” John explained.
“Perhaps it's for the best, then. At least the colony was saved.” Councilor Tevos mused and Councilor Sparatus scoffed.
“Of course it was saved. I’m sure they would go to any lengths to help a human colony.”
“Being human had nothing to do with it. They were in trouble.” Jane snapped.
“Admirable. But sometimes Spectres have to make sacrifices. I hope you're willing to do that when the time comes.” Councilor Valern cautioned them. John shot Jane a look and she bit her tongue.
“However the timing of you finishing your mission on Feros is most fortuitous. We received information that maybe critical to your mission against Saren.” Councilor Tevos revealed.
“We’ll take all the help we can get, Councilors,” John said eagerly.
“We’ve received information from one of our infiltration regiments in the ‘verse.” Councilor Valern explained. “This particular team was dedicated to finding information on Saren. Unfortunately the message was little more than static. They must be in a situation where they can’t send a proper interstellar communication. It was however sent on a channel reserved for mission critical communications. Whatever they were trying to tell us we know it was important. Considering your interest in Saren we thought you might want to investigate and find out what happened to our team. The signal originated from the planet Virmire.”
“We’ll look right into Councilors.” John assured them and Jane grunted.
“The council prefers not to know the specifics of Spectre activity. We only wanted you to be aware of all your options Commanders.” Councilor Tevos assured them. “Good luck Commanders.”
“I think I’m going to go have a shower or blow off some steam.” Jane grumbled after the signal cut out. John sighed.
“I’ll do the same after I tell Joker our new course and clean my armor up.”
~*~*~
When John headed down to the cargo bay he saw Jane doing her Asari biotic training thing. He headed for where he had left his armor on the table maintenance table and blinked in surprise to see it already clean. Ash grinned at him and gave him a mock salute.
“Figured you were on your way to do that sir,” she teased and John laughed.
“Thanks Chief, I appreciate that.” John told her warmly. Ash blushed and focused back on her rifle, beginning to scrub away at a firing pin. After John set his armor by the elevator he turned to his sister who had her eyes closed in concentration as she biotically lifted a twenty five pound weight above her hand.
“Want to talk, sis?” he asked quietly as he approached. Jane sighed and the weight floated back to the rack and stored itself.
"It was my fault Kaidan got hurt, John, it's my fault and I should have known better. I would have set a trap up the same damn way!" Jane said as she turned away from her brother. "I put Garrus and Kaidan in danger. I lost focus and all I saw was them dying."
"Yeah but you had me, Jane. We completed the mission, but you could have killed yourself when you dropped down those steps into open fire like that," John said. Jane kept her back to him, running a hand through her hair.
"It was such a rookie mistake. I can't believe I did it," Jane confessed.
"You’re not the only one to nearly kill a teammate," John reminded her gently.
"I don't like failing the people who put their trust in me," Jane bit back.
"You didn't fail Kaidan or Garrus. Garrus is fine and Kaidan will have a scar to show off to the ladies," John said and Jane winced. "Wait a second...this is more than just leadership concerns. Jane...don't tell me you're..."
"Shut it, John, I wouldn't risk the chain of command like that," Jane said and John paused.
"So all this time you were teasing me about Liara and here you were making doe eyes at the LT," John grinned.
"Don't go there John," Jane warned.
"No, no, I see. I'm pretty sure Kaidan will forgive you if you offer to nurse him to health, even if it’s only for twelve hours" John grinned and Jane glared at him.
"Not funny. I'm having a serious moment here and you're turning it into elementary school all over again," Jane said.
"I nearly got Tali killed and you took my head off. You're moping about Kaidan getting shot and I'm teasing you because I now know you have a crush on him. I can give him a note with 'Do you like me? Check yes or no.' I would have to put your name since our initials are the same." Jane glared at him and headed to the elevator.
"You're not funny," she said and John grinned.
"I beg to differ, I am hilarious and you will quote everything I say," John retorted and as he opened his mouth for another comment a biotic field quickly formed around him. The next moment he was flung from the elevator to slam into the ground across from it, making Wrex begin to laugh.
"I merged nervous systems with your blue girlfriend before you," Jane snapped before the elevator doors closed. John sat up and stared at the elevator as Jane ascended to the mid level. He smiled to himself. Jane was no longer angry at herself and now she was angry at him. In the thirty-six hours till Virmire all would be well.
"Wait what?" John cried out, suddenly realizing what his sister had said.
~*Chapter End*~
Belle's Omake Note: The very first time I played Mass Effect I couldn't help but think the Asari mind meld thing was very much like brain rape, especially because you cannot avoid Shiala since she has the Cipher. Toby has found this little quirk of mine to be hilarious whenever we talk. For years we have been making jokes about Asari brain rape and now...my Omakes are a tribute to that
Omake 1:
"The beacon on Eden Prime gave you visions," Shiala said and Jane noticed the Asari was making deep eye contact.
"Why are you giving me that look?" Jane asked.
"But the visions are unclear, confusion. They were meant for a Prothean mind," Shiala explained moving towards Jane.
"Yeah, I know, right, too bad all the Protheans are dead," Jane said slowly back away from Shiala's approach.
"To truly comprehend them, you must think like a Prothean. You must understand their culture, their history, their very existence. The Thorian was here long before the Protheans built this city. It watched and studied them. When they died, it consumed them. They became a part of it," Shiala continued to advance, Jane trying to use the large platform to evade the creepy Asari.
"So weird, right, that a plant could do that," Jane said.
"The Cipher is the very essence of being a Prothean. It cannot be described or explained. It would be like describing the color to a creature without eyes. To understand, you must have access to endemic ancestral memory," Shiala stated, her eyes moving up and down Jane's body.
"Ha, too bad I don't have that," Jane said as her back hit a wall and she went rigid.
"A viewpoint spanning thousands of Prothean generations. I sensed this ancestral memory, the Cipher, when I melded with the Thorian. Our identities merged, our minds intertwined. Such knowledge cannot be taught; it simply exists. There is a way. I can transfer the knowledge from my mind to yours, as I did with Saren," Shiala explained as she cornered Jane with a deep penetrating look.
"There is a way. I can transfer the knowledge from my mind to yours, as I did with Saren," Shiala said, making deep eye contact with Jane.
"Nah, I'm good," Jane said.
"Try to relax, Commander. Slow, deep breaths. Let go of your physical shell. Reach out to grasp the threads that bind us, one to another," Shiala whispered.
"No means no! No means no!" Jane chanted.
"Every action sends ripples across the galaxy. Every idea must touch another mind to live. Each emotion must mark another's spirit. We are all connected. Every living being united in a single, glorious existence. Open yourself to the universe, Commander. Embrace eternity!"
"NOOOOO!" Jane cried.
~* Later *~
"Now Commander, where did the Asari touch you?" Joker asked, pointing to the doll as Jane sat curled up in the cockpit.
"In my brain!" Jane wailed.
"For the last time it was not brain rape!" John groaned.
Omake 2:
"It's okay Jane, you're safe now," John cajoled as Jane sat curled up in the fetal position in her chair in the conference room.
"No means no...no means no..." Jane whimpered.
"Commander? You do look pale are you sure you are not suffering any ill effects from the Cipher?" Liara asked but Jane kept rocking.
"She'll be fine," John said. He was also wondering if he should call someone. Was there someone to call when you sister was freaking out about an Asari touching her brain?
“Is there any C-Sec department that handles people who claim they were touched by an Asari without consent?” John asked, turning to Garrus. The Turian shot him an incredulous look.
“When most Asari offer to touch minds with people they go running to the Asari with open arms,” Garrus explained. “Your sister is the first I’ve seen who freaks out over it.”
"I might be able to help you. I am an expert on the Protheans. If I join my consciousness to yours maybe we can make some sense of it," Liara suggested and Jane's eyes shot up to look at Liara in horror.
"No need, I should be able to figure it out myself," Jane tried to say but it came out more of an intelligible groan. Liara got up and grabbed Jane's head.
"Relax, Commander. Embrace eternity!" Liara said. "That was incredible! All this time. All my research. Yet I never dreamed...I'm sorry. The images were so vivid. I never imagined the experience would be so...intense. You are remarkably strong-willed, Commander. What you've been through, what you've seen, would have destroyed a lesser mind."
Jane lay on the ground drooling.
"The beacon on Eden Prime must have been badly damaged. Large parts of the vision are missing. The data transferred into the commander's mind is incomplete," Liara sighed and Jane's hopes sank.
"You must have seen something," John said. He was also ignoring his sister. He seemed to still be sore about being thrown from elevators when she was angry.
"I was able to interpret the data relayed through your vision. What was there at least. But something was missing. Saren must have the missing information. Maybe he found another beacon. If we can find the missing data from your vision I can...whoa!" Liara staggered. "I'm sorry. The joining is...exhausting. I should got to the medical bay and lie down for a moment...maybe have a cigarette." Jane whimpered as Liara passed by with the others.
"Stop being a drama queen, Jane, you got to hit that Asari brain before me," John pouted.
"She touched me in the brain," Jane sobbed.
Omake 3: (Toby’s note: Cause Belle is so not looking at this the right way.)
"There is a way. I can transfer the knowledge from my mind to yours, as I did with Saren," Shiala said, making deep eye contact with Jane.
"Nah, I'm good," Jane said.
"Try to relax, Commander. Slow, deep breaths. Let go of your physical shell. Reach out to grasp the threads that bind us, one to another," Shiala whispered.
"No means no! No means no!" Jane chanted.
Before anything could happen an old Earth song began to play.
“Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen
Tonight we'll put all other things aside
Give in this time and show me some affection
We're going for those pleasures in the night”
Jane and all the other woman turned to the right. The men were all standing around, watching with wide grins. Wrex was munching on popcorn he’d gotten from somewhere. Garrus had his Omni-tool on which was playing the song. The worst was John, who was wearing a ball cap with the words ‘SSV Normandy’ on it while he was holding a large, professional film camera. With a wide angle lens.
“Don’t mind us ladies,” John grinned. “Just do what comes natural.” Shiala shrugged before turning back to Jane.
"Every action sends ripples across the galaxy. Every idea must touch another mind to live. Each emotion must mark another's spirit. We are all connected. Every living being united in a single, glorious existence. Open yourself to the universe, Commander. Embrace eternity!"
"NOOOOO!" Jane cried. “John you fucking pervert help meeeeeeeeeeee!”
“Are you kidding? With the royalties we’ll make off this we can buy our own fleet to kill the Reapers!”
~* Later *~
"I might be able to help you. I am an expert on the Protheans. If I join my consciousness to yours maybe we can make some sense of it," Liara suggested and Jane's eyes shot up to look at Liara in horror.
"No need, I should be able to figure it out myself," Jane tried to say but before she could that damnable music started up again.
“I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know I want you!”
“The commander was right this is awesome!” Kaidan exclaimed, running the camera and wearing the hat this time. John and Garrus had note pads in their hands and Wrex had popcorn, again.
“You think Liara has to work harder or is it easier for her at her age?”
“Why do you think we’re taking notes?”
"Relax, Commander. Embrace eternity!" Liara said.
“Damn you meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!!!!”
~*~*~
Notes:
Toby’s Author note: Well Belle has started posting this on Archive of Our Own as well. It’s a massive chapter but things have been kind of busy for me and Belle this year. Court, lease termination, job hunting, moving for both of us, it’s just ugh.
Now I had us put viewer responses at the end of the last chapter but with AO3’s response system that’s not really fair to the FFN people so we’re not going to do that anymore. Plus it adds unnecessary words and this chapter is already over 20,000 words per Word’s counter. Yeesh. So we’ll give general statements and thank the people individually on AO3. FFN people we’re sorry but until they update their ad infested site to current standards we can’t respond individually. I’m starting to like AO3, I might get an account there myself soon. Though Belle will continue to post Twin Fates.
So plus side news. Chapter 8 is being written, 9 is fleshed out and 10 is almost finished. How is that? 10 starts the ME2 arc, spoilers! *sticks out his tongue at them*
*Belle smacks Toby upside the head*
Ow!
Belle: Hey, it's fair! You post on FFN and I got AO3. We are CO-authors.
Toby: …anyways we’re hoping, I repeat hoping, to release 8 thru 11 before the end of summer. But no promises. We’re gonna try as we both feel really bad about the wait you folks have had while our personal lives came along and slapped us both in the face. Anyways, next chapter is Virmire! I can’t wait for you to see who dies! It’s so not who you think! *begins to cackle evilly*
Belle: Yeah, ignore that, he does that sometimes.
Toby: Till next time folks!
Chapter 9: The Choices We Can (Or Cannot) Live With
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Normandy crew arrives on Virmire to realize that they were supposed to be a fleet. With two Shepards characters are split up. The bomb, Kirrahe's team, and the salarian prisoners, things begin to change. Saren has the Shepards where he wants them and he plans to bring down the enemy count one way or another.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: A lot of the comments we’ve been receiving lately are about Virmire and the anticipation you’ve had leading up to this point. Without spoiling anything I can honestly say this chapter and the next are some that I personally have been looking forward to since we started this fanfic together. I hope you guys enjoy it and fair warning as you read this. Any person, and I mean ANY person, in our fanfic can die because of one simple thing. There are two Shepards now. That doesn’t always work out for the best.
Belle's Note: This chapter is the accumulation of hours of discussion and deep debate.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 8: The Choices We Can (Or Cannot) Live With
Earth Date: July 19th, 2183 CE
Location: In route to Sentry Omega, Hoc System
Jane rolled her head on her neck as she headed down to bed. Tomorrow they would hit Virmire, Jane's eyes moved to Kaidan before she slowed. Bed or Kaidan...Kaidan won. She approached him.
"We haven't had time together since our last chat, a lot was said," Kaidan said, giving her a slight smile. It made Jane's heart jump.
"You seemed decisive then, Lieutenant, why so hesitant now?" Jane teased, doing her best to meet his eyes.
"I...don't want to distract you too much. The deeper we get into this mess the bigger it seems," he said. He was serious as he looked at her and it made her feel the pressure of what a relationship with Kaidan would be like. She liked it. "I'm just looking for an ear." Jane's heart started to plummet, had she been reading Kaidan wrong this whole time? "Seems like every other race in the galaxy is wrapped up in their own problems, they don't want to see what's coming." Jane felt immediate relief. He was talking about Ferros and not about them.
"Wanting to believe that everything'll be fine? Sounds like human nature to me," Jane said and Kaidan nodded.
"Yeah...I guess some things carry across species well enough, I should remember that after what happened with Vyrnnus," Kaidan said and Jane blinked at his tone.
"I'd think you'd carry a grudge over the crap you took from Vyrnnus," Jane confessed.
"Before I met Vyrnnus, I knew as much as any other civilian, aliens were weird. Superior and tried to tell us what to do. I mean it's only been twenty-six years since first contact, that's not a lot of time to understand them. But it was Vyrnnus who made me see how human aliens are," Kaidan explained. Jane watched as his eyes took on the look of being somewhere else, in his memories. "They're not different or special. They're jerks and saints just like us. Hell, by the time I got payback, I didn't even want it anymore." He looked at her with serious eyes and Jane blinked, Kaidan didn't seem like the type for revenge.
"I don't see you snapping very easily. What finely did it?" Jane asked. Kaidan paused, looking at her. He sighed before he looked down and then looked back up at her again.
"He hurt Rahna. Broke her arm. She reached for a glass of water instead of pulling it biotically," Kaidan explained and Jane winced. Turian training practices were vicious, she couldn't imagine what Kaidan and the other students in BAaT went through, her asari instructors had come with the 'patience of the Goddess' mentality. When students couldn't do something, it was practiced again and again but with kindness and gentleness. Jane had excelled under asari tutelage, while Kaidan was powerful, had his training carved a different strength in his biotics? "She just wanted a drink without getting a nosebleed. You know?" Jane smiled, her first real venture into biotics had resulted in her bleeding from the eyes. She knew about wanting to use her powers without side effects. "Like an idiot, I stood up. Didn't know what I was gonna do, just something." He looked at her and Jane suspected what happened was not good.
"And Vyrnnus lost it, beat the crap out of me. Kept shouting about how they should've bombed us back to the stone age and that's when the knife came up. A military issued talon. Right in my face," Kaidan explained and Jane felt her face go white. A human child confronted by a turian mercenary with that kind of weaponry. It should have been all over the news, Jane felt sick knowing that it probably didn't go that way. "I cut loose. Full biotic kick right in the teeth. Almost as strong as I can manage now. At seventeen that's something." Jane blinked at that, she knew what she did on Mindoir as a teen had been impressive, as she got older she understood that more and more, Kaidan apparently knew a thing or two about unlocking talent early too.
"You wanted to help a girl you cared for. That's a noble thing," Jane said, he must have been like a white knight to Rahna.
"Maybe my intentions were noble but I...I lost control. I killed him, Shepard," Kaidan confessed and Jane kept still. Kaidan killed his instructor at seventeen, Jane had killed several of the slavers that had decimated her colony at sixteen but Kaidan clearly was still bothered by what he had done to Vyrnnus. "Snapped his neck. They probably could have saved him if they got him to an infirmary quick enough but they didn't. Caused a stir when they shipped him home. BAaT training was shut down. Conatix folded a couple of years later. It's funny," he said. "I'm not sure which of us got the worst of what happened."
"Was Rahna alright?" Jane asked, Kaidan looked morose, this particular story did not have a happy ending.
"Rahna...yeah. She was fine. We...uh...never really...we stopped talking after that," he said. Jane blinked. She couldn't imagine not talking to the boy who tried to protect her, then again, she and John had protected each other with savage desperation...it had worked, but the effort she had used had nearly killed her.
"Tell me what happened?" Jane asked and he stared at her.
"Rahna had a gentle heart. She loved everyone. Vyrnnus terrified her, we all protected her from him. Everyone...everyone loved her. But after what I did to him she was terrified of me too," he explained and Jane's heart ached for Kaidan. To see someone turn their love to hate...it had to have been very painful for a seventeen year old boy to accept the first sentient life he ended and the girl he did it for turning on him. "Anyway this is...I had a point here. Alien are individuals just because one's an ass doesn't mean they all are. So yeah, I hated that turian...but he wasn't a turian to me. He was Vyrnnus." Jane felt respect for Kaidan. She had a problem with Batarians, she couldn't lie about that. She couldn't forget them on Mindoir, but...she knew she needed to stop lumping them together. She needed to be more like Kaidan.
"So that's why you're so self-controlled," Jane muttered, he was a better person than she was because like her, he had had some tough lessons too.
"I'm no more disciplined than any other biotic, Shepard, this is all ancient history, I'm over it," he said and Jane looked at him. It wasn't though, she could still see the ghost of Rahna and Vyrnnus haunting Kaidan's eyes.
"You agonize over doing the right thing and never let yourself lose control...because Rahna spurned you after Vyrnnus died," Jane said, realizing it was a harsh truth only after it slipped past her lips. She looked at him and he blinked.
"That's...al-alright, maybe you have a point, maybe. But I'm okay. You don't have to worry about me," he said and Jane fought a smile. She did worry about Kaidan, more than a Commander should. "Fully functional human being, and I won't be a burden on you...on the crew." Jane looked at him.
"Kaidan, you're a strong man, talking about this doesn't make you a whiner and it doesn't make you immature. It makes you human," Jane said, it actually made Jane love...like him more knowing he reflected on his past in such an honorable way. He stared at her for a second.
"Alright, but it's embarrassing that you had to tell me that," he said. "You're right. I might need to loosen up a little. I'll try." He paused for a second to give her a look. "Glad you'll be here when it's over Shepard. I'm...uh...I'm looking forward to some shore leave." His eyes smoldered just slightly and Jane smiled at him, looking to the side.
"We'll talk more later..." she said as she turned to leave before giving him a look over her shoulder. He smiled at her and she felt her blush. She was going to need a cold shower before bed now.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 20th, 2183 CE
Location: Sentry Omega, Hoc System, Entering orbit of the Plant Virmire
"Commander, I’m reading a signal,” Joker reported over the comms as the team loaded into the Mako. John frowned as he strapped himself into the driver’s seat. “Must be our Salarian infiltration team.”
“If we can read them Saren must be able to too.” Jane commented as she finished closing the Mako’s hatch. John nodded in agreement. As Joker entered the atmosphere he checked the sensor readings.
“I’m seeing defense towers around the area where the signal is coming from, anti-air towers to be specific,” John called back. “How the hell did Saren get AA guns built way the hell out here?”
“The same way he got a secret base built John,” Jane stated checking the Mako’s turret settings. “Criminals and a shit load of money.”
“I’ve got a clear landing site just a few clicks from the towers and it’s just out of range, Commanders.” Joker informed them. John nodded and jabbed the button to unlock the Mako from the cargo deck.
“Drop the Mako, Joker,” John ordered. “We’ll go in hot and take them out.” Now that the Mako was using its own Mass Effect fields to hold it down the team all felt a sudden increase in pressure as the Normandy banked hard and accelerated down.
“I’ll get you underneath their radar, Commander,” Joker replied. The cargo bay door open and the Mako’s field shut off as Joker banked and the Mako was dropped out as the Normandy banked and then turned away sharply as they dropped. The Mako slammed into the ground and skidded in the beach spray for a few meters.
“Clean drop, Commander,” Joker reported and John could help but grin before replying.
“Well done Joker, now stay out of range and use evasive maneuvers until we bring down those AA towers.” John said, yanking back on the gear shift and stomping on the accelerator. The Mako shot forward, kicking up surf and sand as they headed for the first tower.
“I know the drill. Meet you at the camp once those towers are off-line. Joker out.” The pilot responded and the comms cut out.
~*~*~
The gates were pains in the ass. Apparently Saren was no slouch when it came to protecting his secret bases. Jane was popping out of the top of the Mako to knock out optics before Wrex used the Mako's cannons to take out the Geth themselves before the team was forced to open the gates. Jane paused as she looked at the giant creatures walking in the surf undisturbed by the presence of gunfire and the Mako.
"What?" John asked as he looked at the creatures.
"I was thinking what they would be better for," Jane stated and he stared at her.
"Well, I bet we could race them like we did the Hornchins back home," Jane stated and John laughed as he climbed into the Mako.
"Seriously, we're going to take down Saren and you're thinking about racing some of the slowest looking creatures?" he asked.
"Why not, I bet I'd win," Jane stated and John snickered as the team climbed in.
"Yeah because you're a good fifty pounds lighter at least," John chuckled and Jane nodded. "What else did you think they'd be good for?" he asked and Jane smirked.
"I wondered if they tasted like crab," Jane replied and John laughed harder.
"Those things?" Kaidan asked and Jane nodded.
"Maybe," Ash stated. "Thinking about making a claim on the planet for that purpose?"
"You can always tell when someone is raised on a colony," Garrus stated and the group gave him a look as they strapped in. "They always wonder if something is edible." Jane chuckled as she slapped John's armor and they moved through the gate.
"How many more gates do you think?" Liara asked and Jane shook her head.
"Saren's no fool, there is going to be more than gates," she said.
After they took out the armature, Jane was glad they had the Mako.
~*~*~
John slowed the Mako to a stop as they approached the makeshift field base. Kaidan was at the back hatch and popped it open, allowing the team to file out. John was the last out and he saw Jane heading for the Salarian who appeared to be in charge with Ash and Kaidan following. He signaled to the others to spread out and wait for orders before he jogged to catch up. He noticed Wrex following him, seemingly bored.
“So what are we supposed to do now?” Ashley snarked to the Captain and John frowned.
“Stay put until we can come up with a plan,” the Salarian, a Captain if John remember his STG primer correctly, said.
“I’m Commander Jane Shepard and this is Commander John Shepard,” Jane replied, gesturing to her brother. “The Council sent us here to investigate after receiving your message."
“Commanders, I’m Captain Kirrahe, Third Infiltration Regiment STG. You and your crew have just landed in a hot zone. Every AA gun within ten miles has been alerted to your presence, apparently repeating our task on the Council’s orders.” Captain Kirrahe huffed. “I asked for a fleet of reinforcements, not another investigation squad.”
“Oh that’s beautiful,” John muttered and Jane sighed.
“What can you tell us about the situation then Captain?” Jane asked and Kirrahe sighed in resignation.
“We’ve confirmed that this is Saren’s base of operations, more specifically a research facility but it’s crawling with Geth and very well fortified.”
“Researching what?” John asked and he frowned when he saw Kirrahe glance at Wrex.
“He using the facility to breed an army of Krogan.” He explained and John blinked, hard. He heard Jane suck in a breath from his left but Wrex moved past him on his right, his interest peaked.
“How is that possible?” Wrex growled.
“Apparently Saren has discovered a cure for the genophage.” Kirrahe explained, reluctantly.
“The Geth are bad enough but a Krogan army? He’d be almost unstoppable.” Jane exclaimed. Wrex growled at that and John felt his adrenalin spike. This was getting out of hand, fast.
“Exactly my thoughts. We must destroy this facility and make sure its secrets are destroyed.” Kirrahe declared.
“Destroyed? I don’t think so,” Wrex snapped. “Our people are dying. This cure can save them.”
“If that cure leaves this planet, the Krogan will become unstoppable. We can’t make same mistake again.” Kirrahe retorted and Wrex stomped up to the Salarian captain to jab a finger at him.
“We are not a mistake!” Wrex snapped before storming down the beach. They watched him go for a moment before Kirrahe spoke up again.
“Is he going to be a problem? We have enough angry Korgan to deal with as it is.” Kirrahe commented.
“He’ll be fine, we’ll go talk to him in a minute.” Jane said and Kirrahe sighed in relief.
“I’d appreciate that Commander.” Kirrahe said. “My men and I need to rethink our plan of attack. Can you give us some time?”
“Go ahead Captain, we’ll be back soon.” John said and led the others off a short way. There was loud gun shot and they all turned to see Wrex taking shots at a boulder in the waves down the beach.
“Look likes things are bit of a mess,” Kaiden commented. John grunted in agreement.
“Yeah I wouldn’t be so worried if it wasn’t for Wrex. He looks like he’s going to blow a gasket.” Ash commented.
“I get where he’s coming from though, this could be the only chance to save his people too. Still it explains that news report I heard about Binary Helix getting sued by some Krogan investors who asked them to cure the genophage.” Jane remarked.
“I remember that one, you’re right it does make more sense. Since Saren is a big investor in Binary Helix he probably heard about it and moved everything here and cut them out.” John commented. “Once of us should go talk to him.”
“It couldn’t hurt,” Ash commented but then seemed rethink that statement. “Well, it might, actually. Just before careful whoever does.”
~*~*~
"So..." John started.
"You should be the one to talk to him," Jane said, cutting him off and he chuckled. Apparently John had been thinking the same thing.
"Not a second of hesitation?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"While he respects us both, you and he charge in together. You work the front together, that puts a special trust between the two of you and you know it. While we have both gone to talk to him and hear about his adventures, we both know how much trust is built between two people who put their trust in the person to their side," she said and John nodded. He patted her head and she punched his shoulder.
"I'll keep the camp, if you can't do it, I'll watch your six," Jane said and John nodded before jogging off after their friend. Sometimes having a twin who could lift a Krogan into the air was comforting.
~*~*~
“This isn’t right, Shepard. If there’s a cure for the Genophage we can’t destroy it.” Wrex snarled before turning to John as he approached. John sighed and came to stop a few feet from his friend.
“I know you’re upset Wrex but the one you need to focus your anger on is Saren. He’s just using this cure to manipulate the Krogan he has working for him.” John explained and Wrex scowled.
“Really, you expect me to buy that? Saren has a cure for my people, you want to destroy it.” Wrex snapped, gesturing between them with a hand. “Help me out here John, the lines between friend and foe are starting to blur.”
~*~*~
Jane watched carefully from the camp. Her eyes trained on Wrex's body, looking for the second he got too tense or made a move that could end John.
"Wrex is pissed," Ash said from Jane's side and she nodded, eyes locked on the Krogan’s form.
"He has every right," Jane said.
"Should we be ready to stop him?" Ash asked, a hand moving to her back.
"Stand down, Chief," Jane ordered and Ash turned to look at Jane in shock.
"You're brother is..." Ash stared and Jane turned her killing glare at Ash.
"My brother is trying to keep our teammate on our team," Jane said.
"He's a Krogan," Ash spat and Jane glared, to Ash's credit, she didn't flinch.
"Wrex is a part of this team, being a Krogan doesn't matter," Jane said and Ash scoffed.
"He's an alien," Ash said and Jane’s glare sharpened.
"Being an alien doesn't matter," Jane said, returning her eyes to Wrex.
"You can't stand Batarians," Ash hissed and Jane fought the urge to wince. Aiding Garrus in his quest for justice and the encounter with Balak had exposed Jane to her own xenophobic tendencies. Hell, the talk with Kaidan on the way here reminded her that she was not without glaring flaws.
"My problem is with slavers and with the Hegemony, not with aliens," Jane stated. "Now, stand down Chief, that’s an order." Ash glared before looking towards John and Wrex.
~*~*~
“Wrex, he’s not using this cure to help the Krogan, he’s using it as a weapon!” John retorted, “No one is going to benefit from this, Saren will have an army of Krogan, born in labs and raised to serve him. No Krogan alive now will be cured, only those he makes loyal to himself will be cured.”
“Then we should take it for ourselves, take the chance that he’ll raise his army! We shouldn’t destroy this base we need to preserve it!” Wrex roared. “This is the fate of my species we’re talking about here!” He stomped closer to John and glared at him. “I’ve been loyal to you this entire mission, hell, you and your sister have done more for me than my family ever did! But if I’m going to keep following you I need to know we’re doing it for the right reasons!” To emphasize his point Wrex drew his shotgun and sighted on John. John didn’t draw any of his weapons however. Jane said she had his six, Jane always kept her word.
“Wrex these Krogan are not your people, they’re Saren’s slaves and clones. Is that what you want the Krogan to be now? Puppets for a madman?” John tried to reason with his angry friend. Wrex stared at him for a moment before slowly relaxing, slipping his shotgun back to its spot on his armor.
“No, we were puppets for the Council once, I doubt Saren would be a step up from that.” Wrex growled. They were silent for a moment each man considering the situation they had just been in. A friendship that had almost ended in bloodshed.
“You’ve made you point John, I’ll continue to follow you. Just make sure you take me with you when we kill this shit slinging pyjack. I want his head on a pike.” Wrex grumbled before stomping off. John sighed as Jane made her way to him after saying something to Ash.
“We all do my friend.”
Jane watched Wrex go and the two stared after him for a moment.
"So, what were you preparing to do when he drew that shotgun?" John asked and Jane lifted John for a moment.
"My plan was to shield you, pull you to me, lift Wrex, and then use extreme prejudice with my rifle at close range to his eyes and chest," Jane stated and John nodded.
"Did you think that would stop him?" John asked.
"I was betting on you joining the negotiations with your assault rifle when you landed and before Wrex did," Jane stated.
"Of course, I have to protect my baby sister," John said.
"By fourteen minutes, also if we weren't about to assault a fortress filled with genetically modified Krogan, I would be throwing you into the surf right now," Jane stated as they headed back to the camp.
"You wouldn't be so tough if you didn't have biotics," John teased and Jane smirked.
"Thank God you didn't get the biotics or you'd never stop rushing into danger," Jane replied.
~*~*~
“Thank you for speaking with the Krogan.” Captain Kirrahe said, relief obvious in his voice, “The assault on Saren’s base will be difficult enough as it is.”
“I guess that means you’ve come up with a plan then?” Jane quipped and Kirrahe smiled.
“Of sorts. We can convert our ship’s drive system into a twenty-kiloton ordinance. Crude, but effective.”
“Nice. Drop that nuke from orbit and Saren can kiss his Turian ass goodbye.” Ash commented but Kirrahe shook his head.
“Unfortunately, the facility is too well-fortified for that. We’ll need to place the bomb at a precise location.”
“Then where do we take the nuke and how do we get there?” John asked.
“The bomb must be taken to the far side of the facility. Your ship can drop it off but we’ll need to infiltrate the base, disable the AA guns and pacify any ground forces first.” Kirrahe explained and Kaidan frowned.
“You want us to go in on foot? We don’t have enough men.” Kaidan spoke up.
“It does sound a bit risky,” Jane agreed. “Is there no other way?”
“No but I think we can work around that. I’m going to divide my men into three teams and hit the front of the facility. While we’ve got their attention, you can sneak a shadow team in the back.”
“It’s a good plan but your team will take heavy casualties.” John pointed out.
“I’m aware of that Commander and that makes what I’m going to ask even more difficult. I need one of your men to accompany me. To help coordinate the teams.”
“That’s a good idea, we’ll need someone who knows Alliance communication protocols.” Jane said. The twins exchanged a look and John inclined his head slightly to Ash. Jane nodded in agreement before speaking. “Williams, you’re up.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
“Excellent. Since all of my men will be with me I’d also like one of your men with engineering expertise to accompany your men when they set the bomb.” Kirrahe explained. The Shepards didn’t even exchange a look this time.
“Tali!” John called, waving their friend over. Tali jogged over from the field shelter she’d been in, watching the exchange. “Tali, have you worked on a Salarian drive core before?”
“Yes sir, many times!” she chirped, happy to contribute. “The Admiralty Board made sure we all knew how any species ship in the Flotilla functioned since we have so many.”
“One of my men can bring her up to speed then with the changes to our drive core for the bomb conversion. An inspired decision Commander.” Kirrahe mused and John grinned.
“Tali is the best engineer I’ve ever come across. I knew she’d be an asset.” John said. Tali shifted, the light on her visor blinking on and off rapidly.
“I’ll prepare my men, we’ll be moving out shortly.” Kirrahe said, moving off to line his men up. John and Jane turned to look their friends over.
“Be smart and cool, Ash, use that skill we both know you have,” Jane said, giving her subordinate a look, “and stay safe. If you get hurt, I’ll kick your ass.”
“Same to you, Tali, I know you can do this so you will do it.” John said. Both women nodded their heads.
“Let’s get Wrex, Garrus, and Liara for the Shadow team. Alenko, you provide Tali with protection while she sets up the bomb. Move out everyone.”
~*~*~
"Wrex and I will take point," John stated as the team moved quickly. "Garrus, you take rear guard. Liara, you give support to Wrex and myself, Jane, cover us."
The group mumbled agreement as they approached the first structure.
"We have drones," Garrus warned. Jane and Liara nodded as they quickly began to throw singularities and warps. Garrus used his sniper rifle to take out their optics while John and Wrex checked to make sure the drones weren't drawing attention.
"Jane, scope it out," John ordered and Jane crept to the front and peered through her scope.
"Easy, only a handful," she stated. "But they are definitely guarding something up there. Might be a useful control panel."
"Let's get up there and I'll see if I can do anything," Garrus stated. The team moved quickly, Jane and Liara throwing Geth units while John and Wrex took out the lone prime. Garrus quickly approached a control panel.
"What do we have?" Jane asked and Garrus flicked his mandibles in a grin.
"Triangulation point," Garrus chuckled before he began to type. “It's offline now," he stated before pulling his assault rifle and rendered the console to junk. "It'll stay that way."
"You do Tali proud," Jane teased and Garrus chuckled before the group headed along.
"Commanders, I see a satellite on that roof," Liara pointed out.
"Take that down for us, will you, Liara?" John asked and the Asari skillfully pulled the satellite off the structure. John tossed a grenade on it as they passed.
"Think the Geth know we are here?" Garrus asked.
"Shadow! We're being pinned by the Geth drones! If you can stop them somehow we could use the help!" Ash reported over the comms and Jane quickly began to scan the sky.
"There," Wrex purred as he pointed to a landing pad half hidden behind one of the natural walls. Jane began to creep along the walkway, low. John watched her as she changed her ammo to incendiary. Jane saw a refueling station, complete with a large fuel tank. She smirked as she carefully aimed and two shots resulted in an explosion that took out three of the drones.
"Nice shot," Garrus stated and Jane smirked. "I could have done it in one."
"Keep talking, Turian," Jane chuckled as they continued on.
"Are those Salarians with the Geth?" Liara whispered and Jane checked with her scope.
"They must be on Saren's side," Jane stated.
~*~*~
“Check out that console,” John ordered Liara as the team spread out by the doorway into the back of the lab. John kept his assault rifle raised and was sweeping the area for any further enemies. Liara hurried over to the still active console before typing away for a minute.
“We’ve got access to base security. I can cut the alarms from here, even trigger some.” Liara explained.
“Could we trigger a few here? Draw them away from the front teams?” Jane asked, going towards Liara. Liara typed away for a minute before nodding.
“Yes but that would draw more troops this way. Don’t you think we’ve done enough to help out the others?” Liara questioned. Jane thought for a moment.
“Thoughts?” she asked, and Wrex just laughed.
“We can handle it Jane.” Garrus spoke up and John chuckled.
“Go for it, sister.” He said and Jane smiled.
“Trigger them here, Liara.”
“Yes ma’am, alarms are being trigger in our area to bring reinforcements our way.”
“Then let’s not keep them waiting!” Wrex roared. John sighed and opened the door to let the Krogan charging in with a bloodthirsty roar. He followed up shortly, casually shooting a Geth down from the ceiling that was aiming at the Krogan’s vulnerable back.
“Somehow Wrex is going to try take them all out himself,” John muttered. Liara laughed as Garrus sighed.
“And this surprises you?”
~*~*~
The warehouse was filled with Geth and the group used their techniques they had developed as a team to take the enemy out. Wrex and John wrecked havoc while Jane and Liara supported with biotics and Garrus took the rear, keeping the two biotics covered while the two tanks did their damage. After the Geth, the group entered a room guarded by Salarians who were quickly put down.
"Upstairs or down?" Wrex asked and John nodded up. The group moved upstairs to find a collection of cells.
"Salarian prisoners?" John muttered as Jane approached a cell. The prisoner began crying and mumbling incoherently in fear.
"They've been tortured," she muttered as she approached another cell.
"What do you want? I told you everything! I...Who are you? Alliance, right? I knew someone would come. It tried to break me, but it couldn't! I shut it out!" the next Salarian stated and Jane paused. It...it tried to break him...what was...Jane's mind flashed to Benezia. Jane looked at John and he had the same look in his eye, did these Salarians face the might of Saren's ship or was it something else.
"Slow down, I need to know where you came from," John said and the Salarian nodded.
"Private Menos Avot of the Third Infiltration Regiment STG, Sir! Captured while on reconnaissance six days ago. Glad to answer, sir!" he replied. "Never any questions from these bastards. Just whispers and poking and cutting. I'd have said anything to get out and get some payback. That's not too much to ask, is it? A little payback?" Jane felt uneasy by the Salarian. He said originally he had told everything...but then saying anything to be released...what was STG protocol? Jane would have to do some serious research on STG practices.
"What did they do to you, soldier?" John asked, he was staying back, John felt it too, something wasn't right.
"Experiment, but I don't know what for. The effect of incessant whispering on my shortening temper? Who knows? I just need out," Menos hissed. John gave Jane a look, she gave a quick shake. No, she felt it too and it was not safe.
"If we don't let him out, he's as good as dead. We have to do something," John stated.
"Yes, leaving me here would be bad. Very bad. It's too small and the noise just won't go away. Whispering is loud, you know?" Menos hissed and Jane raised her eyebrows at her brother and he nodded. Morality was all well and good, but Salarians, while not as bad as Krogan, were still dangerous when insane. "I need to get out. Let me out."
"Sorry, soldier, but we can't take that chance," Jane said as the group moved away from the cell.
"Can't take that chance...no chance. I need to do what it says. I have to. Let me out...let me out! Let me out! Let me out! LET ME OUT!" Menos cried with increasing fervor before he rushed the door of the cell. A wet crunch sounded loudly as he impacted, from the angle of his neck as he dropped to the floor, Jane suspected he broke it. Jane closed her eyes in sympathy and looked at the others.
"Insane..." Garrus muttered and Liara looked at the two.
"My mother said Sovereign...." she stared and then saw the look in the two Shepards' eyes. “You already realized."
"That ship needs to be blown up into very small pieces," Jane stated.
"Agreed," John said as they continued on. The fortress was poorly designed with stairs and walkways in locations that were inconvenient. They passed through another prison hold, but this one was different, less sterile, more for the continued torture.
"Let's see to them," Jane said and the group paused.
"They're probably like the last batch," Garrus commented and Jane shook her head.
"Look at that one, it's designed to break minds...not house slaves," John commented and the two quickly made it downstairs. They approached the first cell.
"Well, you're not a Geth. And you're not wearing a lab coat. I guess I'm glad to see you," the Salarian inside said. "Lieutenant Ganto Imness of the Third Infiltration Regiment, captured during recon. I assume the fleet was called in to destroy the base?" Jane and John shared a look.
"The transmission wasn't clear. The fleet is not coming," Jane said and the Salarian kept a straight face. Perhaps he was disappointed, Jane couldn't tell.
"I see. Then you must be the infiltration team. I know the captain. He will want this facility destroyed. My team was altered, indoctrinated. He knew about the breeding ground. But the indoctrination is a greater threat, and far more horrifying. I watched good people reduced to mindless husks. There wasn't anything left. Others died during the experiments. I envy them," Ganto said.
"Do you know anything about the experiments they were conducting?" Jane asked.
"They were studying indoctrination. Symptoms, progress. Saren uses it to control his people, but I don't think he fully understands it. I don't know much else. I just saw what it did to the others. Turned them into empty husks. I can't end up like that. Please...let me out," Ganto spoke, his voice finally displaying the deep fear he was feeling.
"We will," Jane said. Slowly they opened each of the cells and Ganto stared at his crew, mindless slaves. "Garrus, Liara, Wrex...I want you to escort these guys back and summon the Normandy.”
"Shepard, it might just be kinder to let them stay," Garrus stated and Jane shook her head.
"We need to study this indoctrination, there might be a way to reverse it, we won't know until we study these men. Keep them sedated and with Chakwas when you get on the Normandy," Jane said and Ganto nodded as he took two of the husk-like Salarians' wrists. The three Normandy team members slowly followed, Wrex tossing his two over his shoulders.
"Be careful, Shepards," Liara said and the two nodded back as they pushed on. Up the elevator led to a massive lab filled with husks and a few scientists, one a Krogan. Jane was quick to throw the nearby husks while John shot. A well placed sniper shot took out the Asari scientist before John began rushing the Krogan. Jane took out a few more husks, splattering them across the floor before lifted the Krogan into the air. The two Shepards proceeded to fill the Krogan scientist with holes before heading onto the walkway.
~*~*~
“I can’t help but feel like I made a mistake ordering the others to help the prisoners escape,” Jane muttered, tense and poised for a surprise attack. Her armor crackled with biotic energy, collected and waiting.
“It was the right call, Jane, one I happen to agree with,” John reassured his sister, keeping his assault rifle raised as they made their way down the walkway on the outside of the building. “Come on Saren’s office should be through the door at the end.” The twins increased their speed, trying to ignore what the sounds of gunfire in the distance meant for their comrades. A pair of Geth popped out from near the door and were quickly shredded by John’s gunfire and a throw from Jane. They swiftly moved through the door to see a large office with someone crouched behind the desk.
“Come out, hands up!” John ordered. An Asari slowly rose from behind the desk, her hands up as ordered.
“Don’t shoot, please!” she begged. “I just want to get out of here before it’s too late!”
“We're not going to hurt you. Who are you?” Jane asked, her rifle held over her chest.
“I’m Rana Thanoptis, I’m a neurospecialist. But this job isn’t worth dying over.” She exclaimed. “Or worse. You think the indoctrination only affects prisoners? Sooner or later, Saren will want to dissect my brain, too!”
“Wait, what?” John exclaimed, lowering his rifle. “Why is Saren dissecting brains? What does indoctrination have to do with a breeding facility?”
“Not at this level,” Rana explained. “We’re studying Sovereign’s effect on organic minds. At least that’s what I assumed. Saren kept us in the dark as much as possible.”
“You helped him and you don’t even know why?” Jane said, clearly shocked at the Asari’s willingness to work with so little knowledge about her employer. Here Jane thought asari were smarter than that. Rana shifted a bit, looking ashamed.
“I didn’t have the option to negotiating. This position is a little more…permanent than I’d expected.” Rana defended herself. “But I can help you! This elevator behind me goes to Saren’s private lab. I can get you in.” Rana moved to the elevator and entered a pass code. The elevator beeped and the doors slid open and she walked back to them. “See? Full access. All of Saren’s private files. Are we good? Can I go?” The twins exchanged a look, and John shrugged.
"What were you studying here?" Jane asked and Rana nodded.
"It's that ship, Sovereign. It emits some kind of...signal. Undetectable, but it's there. I've seen the effects. Saren uses it to influence his followers, to control them. It's called indoctrination. Direct exposure to the signal turns you into a mindless slave, like the Salarian test subjects. But there's collateral damage, too."
"What do you mean by 'collateral damage'?" John asked.
"Sovereign's signal is too strong. Spend too much time near the ship and you feel it. Like a tingle at the back of the skull. It's like a whisper you can't quite hear. You're compelled to do things but you don't know why. You just obey. Eventually, you just stop thinking for yourself," Rana explained, her face growing dark. "It happens to everyone at the facility. My first test subject was the man I replaced. Now I just want to get out of here before it happens to me." Jane stared at the Asari, the whispers...was Rana hearing it already?
"Why is Saren researching this?" Jane asked. "Isn't he the one controlling it?"
"The signal comes from the ship. It makes us obey Saren, but I don't think he controls it. Not exactly. I think...he's scared it might be affecting him," Rana said and Jane felt confirmation. Makes us obey Saren...Rana was feeling it, but she was much more in control of herself than some of the others they had encountered. She might recover. "Indoctrination is subtle. By the time the effects become noticeable, it's usually too late."
"Tell us more about this signal," Jane quickly demanded.
"Signal's not exactly the right word. There's some kind of energy field emanating from the ship. It changes thought patterns. Over time...days, maybe a week...it weakens your will. You become easier to manipulate and control. But it's a degenerative condition. There's a balance between control and usefulness. The less freedom a subject maintains, the less capable it becomes," Rana explained and Jane fought a shudder, indoctrination was horrifying.
“We’re going to blow this place to hell and gone.” Jane retorted, gesturing to the door. “If you want to make it out alive, I’d suggest you start running, now.”
“What…you can’t...but…I'll never...” Rana let out a cry of terror and tore past the siblings, barely waiting for the doors to slide open before she bolted through them and out of sight. John just sighed as they headed for the elevator and stepped inside.
“Was that necessary?”
“Yes," Jane stated.
~*~*~
The elevator came to a stop and the twins were ready to shoot, only to discover an empty room.
"No guards," Jane muttered.
"Saren probably expected no one to be able to get this far," John commented and they shared a looked as they moved out carefully. There at the bottom of the lab stood another Prothean beacon.
"You ready?" John asked and Jane sighed as she headed down the ramp.
"Next Spectre mission, how about you get your brain jumbled and I stand by as back up?" Jane muttered as she moved towards the beacon. She was not looking forward to having her brain invaded again. "If I'm out, retreat as best you can."
"You'll be in a fireman's carry, don't worry, baby sister," John said.
"By fourteen minutes," Jane snarked, letting out a nervous breath. A holographic control panel was before the beacon in a pale glowing green. Jane holstered her rifle and placed her hand on the panel. Light flared and Jane prepared herself for the mental excruciating pain. As her body was lifted there was no pain only images. The synthesis process ran through Jane's mind, she tensed for a moment before she relaxed into the beacon's hold. She understood, it was a warning. Organics were being turned into synthetics, it was an invasion, massive, throughout the galaxy but there was hope. A location. She was given the location. She knew, she knew where there would be answers. Hope to stop the purge. The first beacon hadn't tried to kill her, it was a warning and a crucial message. Hope. There was hope. It was there. Jane didn't really feel it as she dropped, she was processing the information as she slowly regained her feet.
"What happened?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"I know what the beacon was saying on Eden Prime," Jane said and he blinked.
"Well?" he asked and Jane looked back at the beacon.
"The Protheans were being eliminated by synthetics, turned like the husks, but there was a plan. A way to stop it. I know where it is," Jane said and John nodded.
"You know?" he asked.
"I'll need Liara's help, it's the Prothean name for the planet, but I imagine we have a different name," Jane said and John smirked.
"Good job...did it hurt?" John asked and Jane shook her head.
"Not this time...guess I built up a brain callus," Jane joked as they headed up the ramp.
~*~*~
“We’re making our way to rendezvous now Commander, ETA four minutes,” Liara told him over the comm.
“We’ll be there shortly, Shepard out,” he replied before lowering his hand from his ear piece. He turned his attention to Jane but saw a display console on the walkway above the beacon. Curious he headed for it as Jane watched. As he approached, the console display changed into a red holographic display of Saren’s ship, Sovereign.
“You are not Saren.” The voice was deep, resonating. It had a metallic quality to it that John had come to associate with VI’s when they spoke but this also held a trace of emotion, puzzlement and malice.
“That can't be his VI interface for his ship,” Jane muttered as she came up behind him.
“If it is maybe we can use it to access some of his files. Learn what he’s planning next.” John replied. The hologram of Sovereign shifted and a sound like a scoff came from the speakers in that deep, dark voice.
“Rudimentary creatures of blood and flesh. You touch my mind, fumbling in ignorance, incapable of understanding.” The voice growled, the words seeming to resonate. John felt a cold chill run down the back of his head and Jane moved closer to him.
“That seals it,” she said in a low voice, “That is definitely not a VI.”
“There is a realm of existence so far beyond your own you can’t even imagine it. I am beyond your comprehension. I am Sovereign!” It boomed.
“An actual Reaper, not a Reaper ship!” John snarled, clenching his right fist.
“Reaper? A label created by the Protheans to give voice to their destruction. In the end, what they choose to call us is irrelevant. We simply are.”
“The Protheans were wiped out over fifty thousand years ago. How did you survive for so long?” Jane demanded.
“Organic life is nothing but a genetic mutation, an accident. Your lives are measured in years and decades. You wither and die. We are eternal. The pinnacle of evolution and existence. Before us, you are nothing. Your extinction is inevitable. We are the end of everything.”
"There is an entire galaxy of races united and ready to face you," Jane growled.
"Confidence born of ignorance. The cycle cannot be broken." Sovereign's replied was dismissive. It pissed Jane off.
"Cycle?" She demanded.
"The pattern has repeated itself more times than you can fathom. Organic civilizations rise, evolve, advance. And at the apex of their glory, they are extinguished. The Protheans were not the first. They did not create the Citadel. They did not forge the mass relays. They merely found them, the legacy of my kind." Sovereign was telling them this for a reason...Jane realized he was confident they could do nothing to stop him.
"Why would you even make the relays?" John demanded. Sovereign seemed amused by the question.
"Your civilization is based on the technology of the mass relays, our technology. By using it, your society develops along the paths we desire. We impose order on the chaos of organic evolution. You exist because we allow it. And you will end because we demand it."
"They plan to destroy us. To what end does that get you?" Jane snarled. Sovereign's reply was condescending.
"My kind transcends your very understanding. We are each a nation. Independent, free of all weakness. You cannot even grasp the nature of our existence."
"Where did you come from? Who built you?" John asked, his voice cold. This was not a story, no myth, Liara's thoughts that something wiped out the Protheans was correct, but it was a giant race of synthetics. It was unbelievable...but still true.
"We have no beginning. We have no end. We are infinite. Millions of years after your civilization has been eradicated and forgotten, we will endure." Hubris from a machine...Jane had heard of everything now. She glared at the hologram. They had to be built, but why would Sovereign hide that from them. A weakness. Her eyes met John's, he caught that too.
“You keep referring to we, you mean more of you? How many more and where have you all been?” John snapped. This was bad, very bad. The Reapers were still alive and they were backing everything Saren had done.
“We are legion. The time of our return is coming. Our numbers will darken the sky of every world. You cannot escape your doom.”
“Okay that’s enough!” John snapped. “If you won’t explain yourselves and you refuse to back down then we’ll stop you! I refuse to let my friends, my family, and my life be destroyed by giant fucking metal squids who are nothing but homicidal machines gone haywire. You and every other Reaper that dares to attack anyone, anything in this galaxy will be destroyed! I will never allow you to harm the people I’ve sworn to protect!”
“Your words are as empty as your future. I am the vanguard of your destruction. This exchange is over.” The hologram slowly faded away and as it did the building shook with a high pitched whine as the windows shattered.
“Well that bodes well.” John snarked and Jane nodded.
"Sovereign let it slip though," Jane said and John nodded.
"It's a vanguard," John replied as the comms chirped.
“Commanders? We’ve got trouble!” Joker called out to them and Jane pressed her fingers to her ear piece.
“Hit us, Joker.”
“That ship, Sovereign? It’s moving. I don’t know what you guys did down there, but that thing just pulled a turn that would shear any of our ships in half.” Joker explained. “It’s coming your way and it’s coming hard! You need to wrap things up in there – fast!”
“Well that certainly got its attention!” John snarled, bolting for the door, Jane a half-step behind him.
“Joker we’re heading for the rendezvous! Have everyone meet us there!”
“Aye aye, ma’am!”
~*~*~
"Vanguard means advancing party," Jane commented as the two headed out of the elevator.
"That means he's the first," John stated.
"Just because the voice is deep doesn't mean it's a boy, it's an AI," Jane corrected and John snorted.
"You're seriously going to argue pronouns with me right now?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"We just spoke to an AI that claims it has helped destroy multiple apex races, given it took us over ten-thousand years to get to our current point and fifty-thousand years to get here after the Protheans, we are looking at synthetics that could be hundreds of thousands of years old...yes, arguing about pronouns is coping," Jane argued as they opened the door. A destroyer was rushing the two. Jane used a lift and the two began to blast holes into it, it dropped in pieces as the two entered the office.
"The Geth are turning from your position, Jaeto. Looks like Shadow kicked a sensitive spot! Williams, head them off! Hold them out here!" Kirrahe's voice called over the comms.
"Good to know they're still kicking," John said as they exited the office to see three krogan across the walkway.
"Of course, I trained Williams," Jane replied as she knelt next to John as he took cover by a pillar. John rolled his eyes at Jane as she loaded another round of explosive rounds before laying on the ground. She shot several times. The two charged, Jane's rounds having blinded the three Krogan in different eyes. Two lifts allowed the twins to take out the one still on the ground first, one of the ones in the air, while still airborne, and the last was finished off with double grenades, one from each Shepard.
"Back to the point, Sovereign is the first," John stated as they quickly began hopscotching to cover.
"If there have been no other Reapers, they have to be very far away," Jane continued the thought.
"If we can destroy him...it...how long before the rest of its kind will notice?" John asked.
"Nearing the AA guns," Jane stated as they exited a tunnel onto another walkway.
"We've got drones," John said.
"And a Krogan and some Geth," Jane sighed. "I miss Wrex."
"Agreed," John stated as Jane lifted the Krogan and the Geth. "Take the drone."
"On it," John agreed as he began firing. Jane used a throw to send the mid-air Geth into the wall, smashing it into pieces as she began to use her rifle to perforate the Krogan’s head. "Twenty second Krogan kill...not bad, little sister."
"By fourteen minutes," Jane replied as a Geth stalker began to bounce about. Jane pulled it and it flew perfectly to get several holes in it.
"Another drone," John groaned.
"It's an AA gun, did you think it was going to be easy?" Jane asked.
"I was hoping," he replied as they jumped to opposite sides to avoid a missile. It was over faster with two Shepards focusing on one target. They quickly approached the control center.
"On the AA, watch the elevator, I suspect we'll have company," Jane said.
"Why are you on the AA?" John asked.
"Do you have a copy of Tali's hacking program on your omni-tool?" Jane asked.
"I got the door," John said and Jane nodded as she quickly used the program to shut down the AA. She slapped a grenade on the control panel before quickly joining John at the door. Shots came from the right. The two quickly took out the Geth on the balcony where they fought the drones and Krogan. The elevator opened and Jane quickly threw the Geth as John rushed in, keeping them down. They filled the elevator with white fluid.
"Good work, Shadow team, now it's our turn," Kirrahe said over the comm.
"Shall we?" John asked and Jane hit the button. There was a boom as the console for the AA gun exploded as the doors closed.
"That's it. We need to clear the Geth and set those charges," Kirrahe said.
"Package team is ready," Kaidan replied.
The elevator opened and the twins threw themselves to either side of the door as laser sights shone. The Geth stalkers were bouncing. Jane stopped them with lifts and they each took a stalker down.
"This is the breeding site," Jane muttered as they passed cloning tanks, empty cloning tanks. "Plus side, the Krogan aren't here."
"Negative side, the Krogan aren't here," John replied and Jane sighed as they hit the massive door's control.
"All right! Nice work. That's one less thing to worry about!" Joker cried as Jane and John reached the target location.
"Shadow Team in position, did you get our package?" Jane asked over her comm.
"Package was delivered," Joker replied. "Heading to your location. I'll get as close to the site as I can." The twins shared a look before continually scanning the area, the sound of the Normandy's engines was a relief as she appeared and lowered.
Members of the crew, including Kaidan and Tali exited, carrying the massive bomb.
~*~*~
John watched Tali adjusting something on the bomb as Kaidan stood nearby. Jane was by his side scanning the waterway and the surrounding walls, a frown on her face.
“I don’t like this, if someone came up from the walls there we’d be inside a kill box,” Jane spoke, her fingers tapping impatiently against her sniper rifle in an annoying clicking pattern. John shot his sister a glance.
“I know but the STG’s recon data indicates this run off is from the hydroelectric generator which happens to be on the opposite side of the far wall. Maximum destruction for the bomb placement.” John reminded her of the brief Kirrahe had given them shortly before deployment. Jane grunted, still visibly displeased. John sighed as she started tapping her fingers against her rifle again. “Why don’t you take Garrus up on the walls, one of you on each side?”
Jane shot him a surprised look before slowly grinning. “That obvious I don’t like being down here is it?”
“Just go, I’ll keep watch,” John replied, refusing to be baited. In a rare show of affection Jane reached up with her left hand, tugged him down by his right shoulder to plant a kiss on his right cheek. He rolled his eyes as Jane practically skipped to the Turian. John watched as a few minutes later Jane used a well placed throw to get the Turian on the wall. Garrus dropped down to leave his hands down to reach. Jane rushed the wall, running up and using a throw to push herself up, her hands caught Garrus' and the Turian hauled John's sister up beside him.
It was quiet for a few minutes as the techs worked and John was wondering why Ash and the STG teams hadn’t checked in yet. He knew they would more than likely stay radio silent but something felt…off.
“Commander, can you read me?” Ash called out over the comms and John felt relief seep into him.
“Loud and clear Williams. The package is being finalized as we speak. What’s your ETA?” John asked. When Ash’s comm kicked back in he heard gun fired and what she said next turned his blood to ice.
“Negative, Commander!” Ash cried. “The Geth have us pinned down on the AA tower. We’ve taken heavy casualties. We’ll never make the rendezvous point in time.”
“Get them out of there, Joker. Now!” he heard Jane order. He glanced up at where he knew she was and saw her standing there, pacing along the top of the wall.
“Negative! It’s too hot! Can’t risk it. We’ll hold them-” Ash’s signal cut off with loud crackle of static.
“How long to finish arming the bomb, Tali?” John snapped, whirling to face the placement team.
“We’re ready to start at any moment Commander,” Tali replied, standing up with her omni-tool glowing.
“John, Garrus can't stand watch on this entire wall solo, I don't know anyone else on the crew that can match me on sniping besides Ash,” Jane broke in. John nodded, the choice obvious.
“I’m going and taking Liara and Wrex with me.” He replied before shutting off his comm. Gesturing to the two he picked they headed for the door. As soon as it opened a Geth ambush opened fire. John growled and stormed into the access way, blasting a Geth in its glowing face. He didn’t have time for this.
~*~*~
"Commander, I could assist," Kaidan said from down below and Jane shook her head and she scanned the area from the wall.
"Negative, LT, we need you down there as lead. Garrus and I are cover," Jane said. Garrus shot and Jane watched a distant drone drop. "We'll give advanced warning. You need to evac that ground team as fast as possible while John gets Ash and Kirrahe, I have a feeling we will be running against a clock when we leave, you need to make sure Tali and our men down there stand a chance."
"Yes, ma'am," Kaidan said, clicking off his comm.
"Are you sure it's not just because you like watching him work?" Garrus asked off the comms.
"Watch it, Turian, a fall off a wall this tall will damage even you," Jane threatened. It was too quiet and Jane didn't like it. Few Geth were spotted, drones were here and there, but both of them were aiming for the optics or the major energy unit...ending the drones with single shots.
A Geth drop ship suddenly came shooting down from orbit and started heading for their position.
"Tali, how close to done are you?" Jane asked.
"Nearly done," Tali said.
"Joker get airborne," Jane ordered. "That bug can't match you in the air."
"Commander..." Joker started.
"We need you to fire that thing down before it drops Geth!" Jane ordered and the Normandy lifted, firing quickly on the ship. The ship dropped but Geth fell too. Jane and Garrus began firing.
"We just spotted a troop ship!" Ash cried.
"We're handling it, Williams," Jane stated, biotic blue from Kaidan caught several troops and Garrus was quick to take out the optics. Tali's shots were doing the same. The trooper ship exploded.
"Be ready for evac, Joker," Jane ordered.
"Can you hold them off?" John's voice demanded over the comms.
"Go get Williams, the Normandy will get you, we'll keep the bomb safe, round back and get us," Jane ordered.
"I'm activating the bomb," Tali stated.
"What detonation type?" Kirrahe demanded.
"Timer activation on Normandy clear," Tali stated. "I've got anti-hacking programs installed, the Geth won’t be able to deprogram it in time."
"I'm going to get the ground team," Joker hissed.
"There will be time still," Tali said.
"Jane..." John stated.
"Williams is your goal, we can handle it with the Normandy as air support," Jane stated from the wall. Geth were coming faster but with her and Garrus taking out optics before the Geth could get closer to the ground team, the kill zone was now in their favor and against Saren. They could do this.
"Continuing on to Williams," John said and Jane felt relieved.
"Tali...has the timer started?" Jane asked.
"It's best not to know," Kaidan stated.
"I can't tell if that's a yes," Garrus muttered and Jane kept it to herself that she wasn't certain either.
~*~*~
“On your feet, Williams,” John ordered stiffly, tossing aside a Geth unit that was pinning Ash’s feet, “I’m not letting the others down.” Ash groaned as she shoved aside the remains of a Geth unit on her chest. The Geth had come flying at her before she’d shot its head off. The upper portion of her left arm had a gaping hole with Medigel packed into it and the arm hung limply. John reached down and took her by her right arm, helping her to stand.
“Sir, if the bomb goes off before we get back this’ll be for nothing.” Ash replied and John scowled at her.
“No one dies,” John bit out and turned to the STG squad as the Normandy flew in for pick up. “How long to get your men aboard Captain Kirrahe?”
“Ten minutes, Commander.” The STG Captain replied, slinging one of his teammates' arms over his shoulders. “Faster if you can spare your men to help us
“Ash, tell Joker to pick me and the others up in fifteen at the bomb site and he’s to land if it’s a hot zone or not. The Normandy can take a few dings versus us dying in a nuclear explosion,” John ordered and then turned to Liara and Wrex. “Help them get aboard and I’ll go back for the others. If we’re not onboard within five minutes of landing, take off and don’t look back.”
“John, no!” Liara cried out. “We can’t just-” She was cut off as John stepped close to her and put a finger on her lips.
“Yes you will, no one dies that doesn’t have too. Now go!” with that John headed back the way the team had come from at a run. Liara stared after him before she felt Ash tug at her arm.
“The faster we get this done, the better Liara. Give me a hand.”
~*~*~
Jane was taking out Geth left and right when she heard the sound of a hover board. Garrus was thrown from the wall by a biotic burst. Jane quickly used a lift to cushion the Turian’s fall. She saw him floating over the water as she whipped around. Saren was quickly approaching, biotic blue covered him and Jane quickly rushed at him along the wall. The maneuver caught him by surprise and his attack missed, hitting the ground behind her. Jane shot up activating a barrier. The damn board was shielded.
"Jane!" Kaidan cried.
"Help Garrus!" Jane ordered as Saren dropped from his board to the top of the wall. Jane glared at him, the killing cool washing over her. She had this son of a bitch in her sight and she let him live, she would not make the same mistake twice. She shot her rifle at his head. His shield held, it was too strong, if her rifle didn't drop it, she didn't have what it took without a tech and Alenko and Tali were neck deep in Geth with Garrus on the ground too.
"I applaud you, Shepard. My Geth were utterly convinced the Salarians were the real threat. An impressive diversion," Saren stated, giving her those calculating eyes she last saw in hologram form.
"STG plan, so I can't take credit for it," Jane replied.
"And humble too, of course, it was all for nothing. I won't let you disrupt what I have accomplished here. You can't possibly understand what's really at stake," he stated and Jane glared as she pulled up her own biotic shield.
"I saw the message in the beacon too," Jane replied, her body reaching the kill zone, Turian hand to hand combat guides rolled in her head. Saren would no doubt have the advantage with size and strength, but Jane was nimble and flexible. Reach goes far, but flexibility was never a disadvantage. "Our difference is, I won't let the Reapers just come in, I will fight them."
"You will die," Saren stated. "You were a mistake and that vision will do nothing to aid you." He rushed her and he was fast, but Jane was not impressed by his speed as she shoved a hand up into his jaw, purposely catching his mandible. There was a crack and he snarled as he brought his fist down. Jane used a throw to shove his arm back before kicking at his knee. He pulled back. He was good, she was insane for trying to take on a Turian Spectre with decades of experience. However as she fought, she caught sight of Garrus standing below fighting off Geth, Tali applying medigel in cover, and Kaidan throwing a Geth away. She couldn't not fight.
"You do your race proud, Shepard," Saren said.
"And you bring dishonor to your family," Jane said faking an upper cut, instead shoving him back with a push feigned as an across. Saren stumbled back, throwing a warp. Jane threw herself back, her foot barely catching the ledge. The wall was not a good place to fight, but Saren seemed confident. They fought again and again. Jane could push him back, but even blocking his strikes rattled her bones. He was too strong and even with her speed, his experience was going to win this.
"I've got the package!" Joker cried.
"Get back to the target site!" John's voice ordered just as Saren punched Jane with a right cross. Stars filled her vision as her body rocked, the balls of her feet were on the edge, she was about to fall. A three digit hand wrapped around her throat, jerking her off her feet. Saren lifted Jane up by her neck, she threw two hits to his inner arm, but it did nothing, his elbow was just too far away for her to use sufficient force to make it bend. One hand reached for his face, but her fingers grazed his nose and he turned his head, his eye just beyond her fingertips. She couldn't jab him somewhere to get the release response.
"You did well for a young Spectre, but not well enough, Shepard," Saren said as he turned, Jane's feet kicked, oxygen starvation starting to kick in as her heels jabbed at his legs, she couldn't reach his knees and his armor protected his gut and groin too well. Jane's vision began to dim at the edges, slowly losing color and clarity, fading away to black. His armor kept her fingers from jamming in to cause weakness in his digits. "You've seen the vision from the beacons. You, of all people, should understand what the Reapers are capable of. They cannot be stopped. I will spare you from trying to participate in a pointless revolt. There will be no sacrifice of everything." Jane's world was narrowing, her pulse pounded in her head. This was it...this was how death would find her, hanging over the edge of the wall, dangling over a bomb that would leave her corpse as dust. She had lost...John would be disappointed and she would leave this world with Saren's glowing eyes and brainwashed words as her last sight and sound.
"The Protheans tried to fight and they were utterly destroyed. People like you need to be ended because survival comes not with a fight, but with a submission. Take it as a show of respect and mercy, Shepard, I will make it so you need not fight...you will not be forced to kneel, you can go to your death knowing I will save many more that your fight would not," Saren stated and Jane's world vanished into darkness, the pounding of her heart going slower and slower as her body became weightless.
~*~*~
“NO!” John screamed, the door had opened revealing his worst nightmare. His younger twin was being held by her throat at the top of the wall by Saren. Even from this distance he could see her face was nearly purple, her hands dropped to her sides as Saren spoke to her. Her body was limp and then Saren let go. Jane's body was falling and there was no way he would be there in time to catch her. The way Saren had released her would end with Jane's skull hitting ground first, if she wasn't dead from the stranglehold, then the fall would spray her brains into the water. John was running, he wouldn't make it, but he had to try, but instead a burst of blue was beneath Jane, biotics. Her body floated down, the speed cut and Kaidan caught her. Jane wasn't a splatter, Kaidan would take care of her, and the next danger was Saren. John lifted his gun to see the Turian was already looking down on him, a grenade flying at his face. John dove out of the way, the grenade exploding to his left side and sent him skidding along the waterway. Saren leapt onto his hover board, his attention on John as the male Shepard used the momentum from his roll to place him by an outcrop.
“Impressive, I was certain that you would leave those by the bomb behind, allowing me to take care of your sister,” Saren purred. “Of course it was all for nothing. I can’t let you disrupt what I have accomplished either. You can’t possibly understand what’s really at stake.”
“Why are you doing this?” John snapped, slowly raising into a crouch. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kaidan feeling Jane's throat, his face grim as he placed Jane on the ramp by the other door. He was starting CPR...Jane wasn't breathing, John's rage grew.
“The visions from the beacons explain all Shepard, as your sister could have attested to. The Reapers cannot be stopped.” Saren explained. “Do not mire yourself in pointless revolt. Do not sacrifice everything for the safety of petty freedoms like your sister would have. The Protheans tried to fight and look what it got them...annihilation. Trillions dead, but what if they had bowed before the invaders. Would the Protean still exist? Is submission not preferable to extinction?”
“You can’t honestly believe the Reapers would let us live?” John scoffed, slowly standing. He finally got a good look at Saren and noticed a cut just below one of his eyes and one of his mandibles was swelling. Jane had put up one hell of a fight before Saren got ahold of her. Out of the corner of his eye, John saw Garrus and Tali holding off the Geth not too far from where Kaidan was blocking Jane's body but Saren’s attention was focused solely on John as he spoke, his eyes practically shining with religious fervor. Only his religion was the Reapers and Sovereign was his temple.
“Now you see why I did not bring this information before the Council.” Saren retorted. “We organics are driven purely by emotion, not logic. We will fight, even when we know we cannot win.”
“That’s not emotion that’s called being alive!” John snapped back. “People, be they human Asari, Turian, Salarian and the multitude between all want to live and they fight to live! In that fighting incredible things happen and we do come on top!” Saren scoffed at that. John saw Kaidan lifting Jane up, her arm was over his shoulder, finger grasping, the opposite hand on her throat, her eyes were hooded, but she was alive. John could do it...Jane was still there and he had to do what he could to keep it that way.
“Instead of fighting what if we worked with the Reapers?” Saren demanded. “How many lives would be saved then? Once I understood that I joined with Sovereign.”
“Sovereign’s manipulating you and you don’t even know it.” John accused him, glaring at the Turian who seemed to jerk at that statement. John had hit a nerve. “You’re already under its power!”
“No! Sovereign needs me. If I find the Conduit, I’ve been promised a reprieve from the inevitable. This is my only hope!” Saren snarled. John heard it in his voice. A desperation, a plea, a selfishness for him and his people. Saren was trying to save himself and the Turian race but he had stared too long into the abyss and it had noticed him. His sister may hate him, but John had to try. Saren, according to his records, had been a great Spectre once, even though he hated humans.
“Saren, together we can stop Sovereign.” John said, gesturing to himself and the Turian. “We don’t have to submit to the Reapers, we can beat them!”
“I no longer believe that, John. The visions cannot be denied. The Reapers are too powerful. The only hope for survival is to join with them. Sovereign is a machine, it thinks like a machine. If I can prove my value I become a resource worth maintaining. There is no other logical conclusion!”
John glanced at Jane. She wasn't trying to stand, she was hurting, as she looked at Saren, and John could see her sclera had ruptured blood vessels, the whites of her eyes were blood red. Kaidan was moving for the group as she looked at John. She was trying to talk, but given that he couldn't hear anything, her voice had been damaged. John was in this with Saren alone.
“Make no mistake, I’m not doing this for myself! Don’t you see? Sovereign will succeed. It is inevitable. My way is the only way we will survive!” Saren snapped. “I’m forging an alliance between us and the Reapers. Between organics and machines. And in doing so, I will save more lives than have ever existed! But you two children would undo my work. You would doom an entire civilization to annihilation. And for that you must die.”
Saren reacted in an instant, flinging a biotic throw at John. Blue flashed, Jane might be hurting, but she was still a biotic. John had seen his sister use her biotics in battle without an implant and now she had defended him by meeting Saren’s biotic field with one of her own, but she wasn't going to be able to stop Saren alone...luckily, Jane wasn't alone and neither was John, the Shepard twins watched each other's backs.
John opened fire with his assault rifle, forcing Saren to abandon the field. He zoomed away with his hover board, circling. John whistled, getting Jane’s attention and gestured with Alliance signals for her to grab the board when she could. She nodded and John felt worry fill him. Jane was already at her limits, he could see her breathing hard, Kaidan was talking to her and she was signaling with her hands. Kaidan helped Jane stand, the man used his body to prop Jane up vertically, one arm around her waist, the other reaching up and around to her shoulder. Jane's eyes were on Saren and her nose was bleeding. She was barely there, this had to be quick.
John looked back to the sky and saw Saren sweeping in low and fast. It was now or never. He clicked the overkill switch on his rifle and brought it to bare. He opened fire in a wild pattern in Saren’s path, forcing the Turian make his hover board stop or fly right into the hail of bullets. Jane reacted in an instant and grabbed the board in a biotic field, yanking it out from under him. Saren’s look of momentary surprise was priceless and then he was falling to the spillway. He tucked his body and rolled as he hit. John charged, noting that Jane had gone limp in Kaidan's arms and was taking gasping breaths as her nose was gushing blood. She was overextended so he was on his own. John tossed his overheated rifle into Saren’s face but he just swatted it away. John slammed into Saren, not giving the Turian a chance to take stock of the area. John grabbed Saren roughly by where the neck met the shoulder and slammed his other fist into the Turian’s swelling mandible. John grinned ferally at the loud crunch that followed along with the bird like shriek Saren made. Then the Turian’s talon like hands came up and slashed at his face, making John let go to get distance between them. John instinctively grabbed for his knife and cursed a moment later when he remembered he hadn’t replaced it since X57. He shifted his other arm up to catch the Turian’s hands with his forearm. Saren clamped down on him, making him wince and his armor creaked ominously. John sank the fist of his free hand into Saren’s stomach. Their armors clanging loudly but Saren still winced. Then John felt shock race through him as Saren actually picked him up by his arm and tossed him towards the wall. John slammed into the wall and his head cracked against the wall make John’s vision blur for a moment. John shook his head, trying to clear and then Saren was there, lifting John up again.
“Time to die.” Saren snarled just before an alarm began in the base began to sound. He glanced behind him and John acted. Just as Saren turned back, John punched him in his broken mandible, this time breaking the skin and making the bone punch out. Saren dropped him with a scream and John slammed into the ground, bashing face first into the concrete during impact. He felt his nose break and his forehead felt like it was on fire. John forced himself up to his hands and knees, blinking his eyes to clear the blurry vision and blood that was suddenly running into his right eye. Saren was heading for his hover board.
“Normandy is here Commanders!” Joker’s loud voice broke over the comms. John forced himself to his feet and looked up to see the Normandy inbound with its ramp down.
“Everyone on now!” John ordered.
~*~*~
Kaidan rushed to the infirmary, Jane heavy in his arms, her eyes were rolling up, and blood was pouring from her nose.
"Dr. Chakwas!" Kaidan cried. Salarians were strapped to each table and Chakwas looked horrified.
"Here!" she ordered as she shoved her desk clear. Kaidan lowered Jane down and Chakwas ran her omni-tool over the female commander. "What happened?"
"Saren strangled her, she stopped breathing, but I got her to start with rescue breathing. She was barely conscious when she started covering the other Commander," Kaidan explained. Chakwas was quickly doing something on her omni-tool.
"She could have killed herself," Chakwas hissed. Jane's body stopped twitching as her eyes closed for a moment. The blood was no longer flowing. Kaidan grabbed a cleaning cloth and began to clear the blood from Jane's face. Chakwas worked as John entered, his eyes on his unconscious sister.
"What's her status?" John asked and Chakwas sighed.
"She'll be fine, her trachea was heavily bruised, and she wouldn't have been able to speak after Saren grabbed her. Her eyes have petechial hemorrhaging. She overstressed her implant. Frankly, she's lucky to be alive. Saren nearly killed her," Chakwas said.
"How long will she be out of the fight?" John asked.
"Actually, she will be fit for battle in about three days," Chakwas said and John stared. "Her greatest danger was the choking, once that ended she was fine. Petechial hemorrhaging isn't fatal. Overstressing her implant isn't stressful, she's done it before. I'm more concerned about not breathing, but Alenko was fast...he immediately implemented rescue breathing, she'll be fine," Chakwas sighed.
"Don't talk...about me...like I'm not here," Jane groaned, her voice was rough. She started to sit up and both Kaidan and John helped her.
"You are never allowed to do that to me again," John hissed and Jane gave him a look, the whites of her eyes being red made her blue pupils stand out more. She curled a finger at him and John approached. Jane hit him twice in the thigh and he winced.
"I will be training with Garrus for the rest of the time we have him on the Normandy," Jane explained.
"Garrus isn't Saren," John muttered.
"No, but he's a Turian, they've got longer arms and legs. I couldn't make Saren release me with classic methods. I need to practice. That will never be repeated," Jane sighed with a wince.
"Your voice will be hoarse for the next few days, Commander, but no lasting damage," Chakwas said and Jane smiled.
"Good to know," she replied and Chakwas ran her scanner over Jane a few more times.
"You should make sure to thank, Kaidan, however," she said and Jane blinked before looking at Kaidan, he blushed and excused himself. Jane watched him go.
"What did he do?" Jane asked.
"He caught you when Saren dropped you off the wall," John said and Jane blinked.
"He also used rescue breathing to get you start breathing after Saren strangled you," Chakwas said and Jane blinked.
"I wasn't breathing," Jane muttered.
"Don't worry, you'll remember how in now time," John said and Jane gave him a look.
"Check out my brother too, he probably didn't get away injury-less either," Jane muttered.
~*~*~
“How are you doing, sis?” John asked as they walked together form the infirmary to the conference room. Of the team the Shepards had it the worst and had both been left to Chakwas’ tender mercies.
“I’ll be fine after I get some sleep.” Jane replied. He eyes were still blood red but she seemed annoyed. “I hate it when I over extend myself like that. That’s the second time I’ve done that since Mindoir.”
“Let’s check on the team and contact the council, then you can get some rack time.” John said, rubbing his nose. Chakwas had patched it together alright but it…itched. Ugh he hated breaking his nose, it always itched after they cartilage was refused. He also hated laser scalpels, the damn things always gave him the creeps.
“This could have gone so much worse if it had been just one of us.” Jane said in exhaustion but didn’t argue. John only hummed an agreement as they entered the conference room. As Jane took a seat in the only unoccupied chair, which in itself was a rarity as they both usually choose to lean against a holographic projector during meetings. John took in the ground team. All of them looked worn out and beaten down. Ash had her left arm in a sling and she looked worn out. Garrus had a bandage on the back of his fringe, Kaidan had the remains of a black eye fading. Liara had various cuts and bruises but Wrex and Tali seemed to be the only ones without any visible mark but John knew Krogan healed quickly and Tali was kind of obvious.
“How are Captain Kirrahe and his team settling in?” John asked, leaning against his customary spot.
“They’re getting some sleep now Commander,” Kaidan spoke up. “He gave us coordinates where to meet up with a Salarian cruiser who will take them home. I already gave Joker the go ahead since it’s on the way to the Citadel.”
“Good idea, Kaidan,” Jane spoke up. “It’ll take use two days to get to the Citadel. We need that time to rest.”
“Jane, if you don’t mind I believe the beacon you found in Saren’s base was similar to the one on Eden Prime. It may have helped filled in the missing pieces of your vision. I might be able to help you put all those pieces together.” Liara chimed in and John frowned glancing between the two.
“You want to join our minds again, don’t you?” Jane asked tiredly with a sigh. “Oka-”
“Not today.” John cut in and everyone turned to look at him. “We’re all exhausted. The only thing we’re doing is all getting some shuteye for the next eight hours. Liara help Jane tomorrow.”
“Yes, you’re right Commander.” Liara said, flushing. “It would be best to do this when we’re not tired.”
“Crew dismissed, everyone grab some food and then some sleep.” John ordered. Jane stood wearily and John shot her a look. “Are you sure you’re up to dealing with the Council?”
“I’m not an invalid,” Jane said in an icy tone with a look of annoyance and he raised his hands up defensively.
“Okay but don’t say I didn’t offer it,” John replied as he tapped away at one of the consoles before signaling a request to speak with the Council. Jane was silent as Joker patched it through. They didn’t have to wait long as the Council’s holograms appear shortly after. “Greetings, Councilors.”
“Commanders, I’m pleased to see your mission on Virmire was a success.” Councilor Tevos said.
“We were just reading the preliminary mission reports from Captain Kirrahe,” Councilor Sparatus said, looking up from a data pad in his hand, “Saren is formidable enough without an army of Krogan serving under him.”
“Those Krogan would have severed Saren and Sovereign. We spoke with it via holographic communication and I can confirm that Saren’s flagship is itself a Reaper.” John spoke up.
“Yes, I saw mention of this in your report Commander.” Councilor Valern replied. “A sentient machine, a true artificial intelligence. This news is quite alarming…if it turns out to be accurate.”
“Sovereign’s a Reaper. Saren himself admitted it to us,” Jane stated with an icy tone, her voice gravelly.
“He’s playing you with you, Shepards! Saren still has contacts on the Citadel. He probably saw your earlier reports, the ones talking about Jane’s visions and the Reapers.” Councilor Sparatus retorted. Jane took a deep breath to reply but winced. John’s hand on her arm calmed her. She glanced at him and felt her anger deflate as he shook his head sadly. They both turned their attention back to the Council who were still speaking.
“-own intelligence has never turned up any corroborating information.” Councilor Valern was explaining.
“I understand Councilors but sooner or later you’re going to have to take something we say on faith, Councilors.” John replied.
“Try to see it from our perspectives, Commander,” Councilor Valern reasoned. “Saren is a threat we can recognize. However, as far as we know, the Reapers only exist in your sister’s visions. Our decisions affect trillions of live. We cannot act on the accusations of single person's dream, even a Spectre’s. Not without solid evidence.”
“The Council cannot take any official action here. That is why we created the Spectres. You have the authority to act as you see fit.” Councilor Tevos chimed in.
“If you truly believe Sovereign is the real threat, you must take whatever steps are necessary to stop it. And Saren.” Councilor Valern explained and John sighed.
“I understand Councilors. We’ll be heading back to the Citadel to resupply and should be there within two to three days.” John explained. The Councilors shared a look and nodded to each other.
“Then this will perhaps fit with what we do have planned for Saren and his Geth. We’re going to amass an interspecies task force to deal with them when they enter Council space. Please report to Ambassador Udina when you arrive. We’ll speak more then.”
“We’ll be there Councilors,” Jane agreed.
~*~*~
Earth Date: July 22nd, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit
Jane woke, surprised to find that John had let her rest for just over twelve hours, which meant John had not slept in a bed. Knowing her stubborn twin, the man had probably rested in a rack and let Jane take the bed. It was sweet, but unnecessary. Jane went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Jane had been using medical assistance to clear the bruising on her throat and to get the blood out of her sclera. Her eyes were normal and no one would know that she had been wearing Saren's handprint on her throat the day prior. After sleeping she was ravenous and while her throat felt better, Jane decided not to test herself. Breakfast was two of the shakes prepackaged for biotics. The cool mixtures soothed her throat and Jane pictured placing a round in the soft spot of Saren's throat the next time she saw him...if John didn't try to talk Saren down. She thought Saren deserved death, but John had made it clear he wanted to try and 'save' Saren from Sovereign's control.
As her thoughts moved to John, she figured it was time to try and find said brother. She didn’t have to go far as she found him in the medical officer’s office. The door was already open to the infirmary and she didn’t see any sign of Dr. Chakwas but as she approached she heard voices talking and the topic of conversation made her slow her stride and move quietly towards the door.
“…nothing in common. This makes no sense!” Liara’s voice, passionate and confused. Jane frowned. What was wrong?
“Liara don’t think like a scientist. Logic doesn’t work when it comes to relationships. Just let yourself get swept up in the storm.” John’s voice, soft, passionate. Jane felt some of the age old childhood sibling cruelty kicking in. What was dear twin brother attempting to talk his Asari girlfriend into especially with lines that were that lame. Did women actually fall for that?
“You make it sound so…chaotic. So…dangerous.” Liara this time and Jane rolled her eyes, clearly Liara had about as much experience as Jane.
“It can be but Liara it can be wonderful at the same time. I haven’t felt like this about someone in years. You make me feel alive, happy and content all at the same time. Our talks are the highlight of my day. You’re the highlight of my day.” John said softly and Jane smiled. Now he didn't sound like a lothario.
“This is a bit overwhelming. I-I am not used to…to…”
“Then we can start off small, luv. Like this…” Jane blinked at John’s pet name for Liara just before she heard Liara sigh happily followed by the sound of a kiss. Jane shook her head and peaked around the door frame into the office. John had Liara gently pressed into the wall, his arms around her as he kissed her. Liara’s hands were resting lightly on her brother’s arm and back. Jane grinned happily and watched for a moment before the hand Liara had on John’s back began to slide down to his-
Jane coughed loudly, freezing the two. Liara’s eyes shot wide open and her head whipped away from John. She blushed so hard Jane damn near thought her face turned purple and John was glaring at Jane so intensely Jane could have sworn her hair was going to catch on fire soon.
“I was going to ask if we should attempt to translate the vision, but I don't know if I want to know what you've got on your mind...because I suspect I might know and I rather not experience that," Jane grinned. John sighed and pulled away from Liara letting the poor embarrassed Asari free from his embrace to fidget.
“I take it you feel better,” John snarked and Jane grinned happily at them like Christmas had come early.
“Immensely,” Jane declared and John sighed.
~*~*~
"So you know, I'm going to get you back for that," John said as the two headed out.
"So you know, I don't care," Jane grinned. "I have to give her credit, she was totally going to grab your ass."
"And you stopped it," John growled.
"Oh and look, it's time for you to be on the bridge," Jane said.
"Remember, you were the mistake," John stated and Jane grinned.
"I was the bonus," Jane shot back as she watched John walk up the stairs, he made a rude hand gesture back at her. "Shameful to do that to your sister!" The elevator opened behind Jane and karma came back. Kaidan was coming up from training. Sweat glistened on his skin and he looked surprised to see her.
"Jane...how are you feeling?" Kaidan asked and Jane stared at him for a moment. He had done rescue breathing. He had kept her alive.
"Do you have a minute?" she asked and Kaidan nodded. Jane brought him to her room and he looked nervous. They stared at each other for a moment. They both moved to speak.
"Go ahead," Kaidan said and Jane looked at him.
"Thank you isn't enough," Jane stated and he blinked.
"I did what I needed to," Kaidan said and Jane looked at him.
"You had to be looking at me to see me fall," Jane said and he blushed.
"I always keep an eye on you," he said and Jane reached out, she caught Kaidan's hand. She looked down at it.
"My head should have been smashed but you caught me...you got me breathing again," Jane said.
"I just did what I could," he said, his fingers curling around her hand.
"You mean something to me, Kaidan," Jane said, blushing as she looked him in the eye and Kaidan blushed too.
"I mean a lot to me, Jane," Kaidan said and he reached to cup her face.
"I want to see where this is going," Jane said and Kaidan smiled.
"I'd like that," he said.
"Jane, meet me in the conference room," John's voice called over the comm. Jane's hand covered Kaidan's mouth.
"I'll be right up, do I need to be dressed to talk to the Council?" she asked.
"No, just wanted to pass on some good news," John said.
"Be up in a second," Jane said.
"And I'm still going to get you back for Liara later," John warned.
"I'm terrified," Jane said with a smile. Kaidan's lips pressed against her palm and she giggled before whispering next to his ear. "Watch out, I made John angry." Kaidan shook his head as he headed out and Jane headed up to meet John.
~*Chapter End*~
Notes:
Toby: I made you sweat didn’t I? *grins evilly* I hope you all had a chill run down your spines as Tali was assigned to the bomb. As for how we dealt with the whole choosing to kill someone off it came down to one thing. There are two Shepards. Two ways to deal with Saren, one to rescue the Salarians and another to protect the bomb from Saren. Why they got there so early and they had to work on the bomb was a team dealt with prisoners as the twins went off to complete the mission. Less time wasted, less time for the ship team to prep the bomb. So people lived, people got shot, and Belle got to fight Saren. For some reason she really doesn’t like that guy…
Belle: Don't be mad, Toby and I wanted to give people heart attacks and I hope we did. Let us know if we got you or not because we want to know if we have to be more clever in the future. Thanks and I hope this was worth the wait!
Chapter 10: A Moment in History
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
At last it is time for the Shepard twins to face Sovereign and Saren in battle. How does the Battle of the Citadel change with two Shepards aiming to save the galaxy from the worst threat of the universe?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: Okay so here is the finale for ME1. Ten will pick right up with 2 and 3 is somewhere out there. *points to the future* Chapter ten is almost done as Belle has been working on it since the start so hopefully after this has been posted ten will follow shortly along with eleven.
Belle's Note: Ten will sort of pick up with the beginning of ME2, unfortunately the Shepards are going to have to die for this story to continue, but they'll only be mostly dead. *give Toby a look* I did not start 2 right from the start, I knew what I wanted to do, I started writing 10 while Toby was writing 8.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 9: A Moment in History
Earth Date: July 24th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Docking with Citadel
John felt relief creeping its way into his heart as he watched Joker dock the Normandy. They would finally be getting the help they needed. No longer a solo mission they’d be getting an entire fleet to go after Saren. He glanced at Jane who was standing by his right side, her arms crossed and tapping the fingers of her right hand impatiently on her armor covered left elbow. Chakwas had given her a clean bill of health just this morning but John had already decided to privately suggest to Anderson that she be given an advisory role on the Normandy while he led the ground teams. Jane might see right through it and he knew she’d be pissed about it but she wouldn’t defy an Admiral’s orders. Jane had been through enough already and John had no qualms about seeing that she was safely-
“Docking procedures completed, Commanders,” Joker called out, breaking John’s train of thought. He glanced back and saw the docking clamps restraining the Normandy.
“We’ll call you in a few hours Joker,” John replied, heading for the airlock with the others following.
“Ask about the tickertape parade for bringing Saren in!” Joker called after them.
“I'll ask about a statue on the Presidium like the Krogan,” Jane called over her shoulder just before the door closed shut behind them. John just shook his head as the decontamination ran over the group, tightly packed into the airlock. After a few minutes it finished up and opened the outer doors. Just as they were existing the John caught sight of an Admiral waiting impatiently for them. John blinked in surprise but luckily Kaidan was on the ball.
“TEN HUT!” Kaidan called, snapping off a salute. John, Jane, and Ash reacted with the speed of officers with years of experience, quickly snapping to attention and saluting. The Admiral returned the salute and relaxed. The others seemed a bit startled and Garrus quickly began whispering to Wrex.
“Rear Admiral Mikhailovich, Fifth Fleet.” He introduced himself. John eased into an at ease position the others quickly mirrored.
“We weren’t told to expect your, sir. I would have prepared a formal greeting.” John replied and noticed Garrus slowly easing the others to the side and out of the Admiral’s attention. He’d have to thank the Turian later.
“Spare me the pleasantries.” Admiral Mikhailovich drawled. John heard Jane growl softly and was halfway tempted to elbow his sister. “I command the 63rd Scout Flotilla. You and the Normandy were slated for my unit after shakedown. Then the Council got their paws…claws. Tentacles. Whatever. They got them on our ship. And you four.”
“We still serve the Alliance, sir.” Jane piped up, drawing the Admiral’s glare from John to her. “As Spectres, we can advance our interests to the Council.”
“Hmph. Do you and your sister still know what your color you blood is, Shepard?” Admiral Mikhailovich snarked. John saw Jane's lip curl slightly at that and John felt acutely aware of his alien friends watching carefully from nearby. “I don’t begrudge the politicians’ decision to throw you to the Council. It’s an…opportunity. I do begrudge this overdesigned piece of tin, though.”
“The Normandy is a fine ship, sir.” John retorted. “She’s served us well so far.”
“It’s a gimmick, Commander. Useless in a stand-up fight. This experiment,” Mikhailovich slapped a fist into his palm at the word experiment, “diverted billions from our appropriations bills. For the same price, we could’ve had a heavy cruiser. But no, we had to make nice to the Turians. Throw money at a co-developed boondoggle. I’m here to make an inspection, Commander. Normandy is an Alliance warship. I intend to see she’s up to snuff.”
“We’d be honored to show her to you, Admiral.” John replied, even though his sister didn’t feel the same way.
“I’ll just bet.” The Rear Admiral snarked. “Wait, here, I won’t be long.” With that the Admiral stormed by them, scowling. As soon as the airlock closed behind him John let out a sigh of relief as the Alliance personnel all relaxed.
“Well…he’s pleasant.” Jane remarked and John just shook his head.
“It sounds to me like he’s already made up his mind.” Ash remarked as the others came over. “How long do you think he’ll be?”
“Not too long, especially if he doesn’t want us with him.” Kaidan remarked. John sighed and closed his eyes to rub at his temples. He felt a headache trying to creep its way in.
“Do you want us to wait here with you guys?” Garrus asked. John considered it for a moment before exchanging a look with Jane. Jane raised an eyebrow at him and John gently shook his head.
“Go get the supplies” Jane stated, sending a list from her omnitool to theirs and John nodded in agreement. "We'll...entertain the admiral."
“We’ll meet you guys at our meeting with the council in a few hours. Restock on what we need, okay? We’ll do a bit of restocking ourselves after the admiral’s inspection.” John added. Garrus nodded and led the way to the elevator with the others but Liara lingered for a moment.
“I-I have a few places I’d like to show you after the meeting John. If there’s time between the meeting and our next deployment would you like to see them? Maybe some dinner?” Liara asked hesitantly and John smiled at her softly while ignoring a look from Jane.
“I’d love to Liara. We’ll talk more after the meeting, yeah?” John asked and Liara nodded, blushing. Impulsively he leaned towards her and planted a kiss on the Asari’s blushing cheek. Liara’s blush intensified, especially as Wrex of all people wolf-whistled from the waiting elevator. As she scurried over to the waiting non-human crew members John turned to his sister and the remaining Alliance personnel. Ash had a wide-eyed look of surprise while Kaidan was watching completely unsurprised. Jane was grinning smugly at him and John instantly knew why Kaidan wasn’t caught off guard.
“What? Name me one protocol I broke.” John said quickly making Jane laugh, holding up her hands.
“I didn’t say anything…lothario.”
John just grumbled as they settled in to wait for the Admiral to return.
~*TF*~
"I don't like it," Jane grumbled as they headed to the shops to restock the Normandy.
"You don't have to like it, but the Council has time to meet with us in an hour," John said and Jane shook her head.
"You think they're going to blow us off?" Ash asked and Jane shook her head.
"No, I just don't like that we have a meeting and they scheduled us, I thought Saren was a higher priority," Jane sighed.
"We don't know what they are working on, but it may be a good thing," John said but Jane suspected he was with her. Their mission was not just something weak and pointless, they just put down a damn Krogan clone factory, after saving Feros, and after shutting down a Rachni plant...Saren wasn't an idle threat, but the Council seemed determined to play it cool. That did not bode well for the assault on Saren. Jane did not like being put on a schedule when she was anticipating a direct line to the Council.
"Commanders! I've been waiting for you to get back!" a familiar voice called and Jane was not in the mood, it took all her will power to turn. Conrad Verner...again. Jane looked at him. "I've got an idea and I wanted to run it by you." Jane was irritated but maybe talking to Conrad could remind her why she was doing this job and doing it by the books. Helping Garrus with Heart had helped her face her demons, maybe talking to Conrad would cool her nerves.
"What's on your mind?" she asked.
"With so many human colonies being attacked I'm not sure that one Spectre team is enough. What if you signed me on as another Spectre?" Conrad said and Jane was dumbfounded. The Council was out of her mind at the sheer surprise at Conrad's idea.
"Conrad, I don't think that's a good idea," Jane said, cutting off John, the look on his face made it clear whatever he was going to say would probably be blunt, not intended to hurt Conrad's feelings...but going to hurt Conrad's feelings.
"But I'd make a great Spectre. I'd be right there with you showing the Council what humanity is capable of," Conrad said. His passion was in the right place and Jane knew she was doing this job for people like Conrad who believed. "I know you're afraid to trust people after losing your team at Akuze but I'd never let you down." John tensed and Jane quickly moved her hand in the hold position by her side. Akuze was still painful, she was still not over it, but it wasn't something that froze her anymore. She smiled at Conrad, his heart was in the right place even if he was a little bit odd. She had a team, she needed to do this by the books, with the Council, to show them what humanity was capable of for people who believed like Conrad.
"What about your wife, Conrad? She trusts you too. Aren't you letting her down?" Jane asked. She had people she trusted, people she knew had her back. John, Ash, Kaidan, Garrus, Wrex, Tali, Liara, Joker, Chakwas...Conrad looked shocked.
"What? I don't understand," Conrad said and Jane gave him a good look.
"You know what keeps me going out here?" Jane asked and Conrad gave her a confused shake of his head. "Knowing that people back home are keeping humanity strong." He stared at her.
"You...you're right," he said and Jane nodded. "I just so caught up in all of it. I wanted to help. I'll go home. Thanks for setting me straight." He turned and headed off. Jane watched him go.
"You let him down very gently," John commented and Jane gave him a look.
"You were worried when he mentioned Akuze," Jane said and John gave her a look. "I know you. He is the reason I fight. He believes in humanity, in the best of us. I give the best of myself for people like him, who want us to rise up."
"That's a nice way to think about it," Kaidan said and Jane nodded.
"Let's get the shopping done before we face the Council," Jane said.
~*TF*~
As John walked up the stairs with his sister at his side and his friends behind him he had to admit to himself that he felt anxious. He knew the Council was finally going to act against Saren but he still felt like it was up chance now. Still, how the council had acted before was causing him to felt a doubt. He glanced at Jane whose face was unsurprisingly blank. Jane wanted Saren taken down, blamed herself for letting him go, this would be her chance to fix what she deemed her mistake. He hoped for her sake this bad feeling she’d mentioned earlier was just nerves. John stepped up next to Udina who glanced at them.
“Good job, Commanders. Thanks to you, the Council’s finally taking real action against Saren.” Udina said, a bit smugly. Jane rolled her eyes at that, making John grin.
“The ambassador is correct.” Tevos began. “If Saren is foolish enough to attack the Citadel, as you believe, we will be ready for him.”
“Patrols are stationed at every mass relay linking Citadel space to the Terminus Systems.” Sparatus stated. John nodded in agreement. That seemed reasonable, defend home base while your strike teams attack the enemy.
“How many ships are you sending to attack Ilos?” Jane asked, “We’d like to accompany them on the Normandy.”
“Ilos is only accessible through the Mu Relay, deep inside the Terminus Systems, Commander.” Valern stated and John felt an icy knot of worry form in his gut. “If we send a fleet in there, the only possible outcome is full-scale war.”
“Now is the time for discretion, Commanders.” Udina smoothly interjected. “Saren’s greatest weapon was secrecy. Exposed, he is no longer a threat. This is over.”
“Sovereign’s the real threat,” Jane stated, ignoring Udina and glaring at the Council. “Saren’s just a servant of the Reapers.”
“Only you have seen the Reapers.” Tevos pointed out and John saw Jane clenched a fist at her side. “And then only in visions. We won’t invade the Terminus Systems because of a dream.”
“Secrecy isn’t his greatest weapon. The Conduit is!” John snapped back before Jane would reply.
“Saren is master manipulator.” Valern replied in a condescending tone, like he was talking to a child. “The Conduit is just a distraction from his real plan to attack the Citadel.”
“If Saren finds the Conduit we’re all screwed,” Jane snapped. “We have to go to Ilos.”
“Ambassador Udina, I get the sense that the Commanders aren’t willing to let this go.” Sparatus replied, ignoring Jane entirely.
“There are serious political implications here, Shepards.” Udina scolded. “Humanity’s made great gains thanks to you two. But now you’re becoming more trouble than you’re worth.”
“You bastard! You’re selling us out!” Ash snarled at Udina. John glanced behind him at his team. Ash and Kaidan were both making fists at their sides, but the entire team looked murderous, even Tali's body spoke of rage.
“It’s just politics.” Udina said with a smug tone. “You’ve done your job. Now let me do mine. We’ve locked out all the Normandy’s primary systems. Until further notice, you’re grounded.”
“Are you insane? After everything we’ve done, you still don’t believe any one of us?” John snarled. Udina looked back at him, smiling smugly at them.
“I think it’s time for you and your team to leave, Commander.” Udina replied and John blinked, noticing for the first time several members of C-Sec were moving in around them, outnumbering them two to one. “This is no longer a concern for any of you. The Council can handle this. With my help, of course.”
Jane said nothing but whirled around to stomp off. John glared at Udina for a moment. Now he knew why the Council was acting this way. Udina had been whispering in their ears the entire time. They may have gotten reports from him and Jane directly but Udina had positioning himself for this moment.
“Very well. Good day Councilors.” John said, nodding to the Council before turning back to Udina. “I’ll remember this…Ambassador.”
With that, John turned and followed his sister. He had an idea, and he needed Jane to pull it off.
~*TF*~
“This is probably the stupidest God damn idea you’ve ever had in your entire life.”
“Well do you have any better suggestions?” John snapped to his sister. Jane just huffed and crossed her arms. Satisfied that he had won that point John turned back to the console display in front of him. After Udina had yanked the floor out from under them the team had stormed off, most heading for the Normandy. John had taken Jane by the elbow and after assuring Liara that they’d talk later he’d dragged his sister to a taxi kiosk. Quickly finding his destination, he’d dragged his fuming sister to Ward 42, infamous for having more used ship stores than anywhere else in the Citadel. Then he continued to lead her around as they begun browsing the shuttle and smaller ship options available to them.
“Do you even think we can afford a ship?” Jane asked after moment. John grunted affirmatively. He’d checked their joint savings account on his omni-tool on the ride over and found it stood a little over thirty million. The profits from the farm had been building and they’d both just dropped the mineral rights proceeds into the same account. He knew his own personal accounts were built up to about five million total as he really only used his pay during vacations and when he needed something the Alliance didn’t supply. Not to mention picking up the occasional weapon or mod from a merc corpse and selling it later. He’d be willing to bet Jane was sitting on a similar amount and that might let them purchase a shuttle or even a ship to continue pursing Saren. Although…
“John if we do this it means we’ll be officially AWOL from the Alliance.” Jane bit out and John sighed. He’d considered that and while he didn’t want to face those charges when they came back he’d been given no choice. The more time they wasted here, the closer Saren got to the conduit and people would die. John would gladly face jail time if it saved lives.
Even Udina’s.
“I won’t let that stop me and I doubt it’ll stop you either. Besides if we use our authority as Spectres we might get a slap on the wrist.” John replied, pulling up the details on a decommissioned Turian destroyer that looked promising. Stripped of weapons and about forty years out of date it was still fast. Maybe Garrus could…
“Commanders,” A familiar male voice spoke up behind them. John turned around to see Jane smiling faintly at Kaidan and Liara who were approaching them.
“Kaidan, Liara.” Jane greeted them and John closed the display on the ship to greet them as well.
“Joker has been trying to contact you both for the last hour. Captain Anderson has been trying to reach you both.” Kaidan explained. “Liara thought you might be here.” John ignored the look Jane sent him at that last part.
“We turned off our comms while we explored…ideas.” Jane replied. Kaidan shot a look at the sign overhead and smiled.
“You never know when to quit do you, Shep?” he said, directing a look to Jane that had John raising an eyebrow. He looked at Jane and noticed she was blushing.
“Did he say what he wanted?” John asked Liara, beginning to walk away from his sister and his LT. He took Liara’s hand in his to tug her along. Unlike Jane, he preferred to keep out of his sibling’s love life, despite how against regulations it was.
Well he would mostly keep out of it. If Jane told him three months from now she was pregnant Kaidan was going to becoming Wrex’s new sparring partner.
Without armor.
And biotic inhibitor strapped to his skull.
And John shooting him in both knees and elbows before Wrex started in on Kaidan.
“The captain asked for you two to meet him at Flux in an hour.” Liara explained, tightening her fingers around his. They were silent for a moment as they walked, enjoying the others company before Liara spoke again. “I cannot believe they did this to you. I am so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault,” John reassured her, giving her hand a squeeze.
“It’s not right. You did everything they asked for and more. Nobody else could have done what you did!” Liara proclaimed and John chuckled.
“Don’t let Jane hear you say that,” he teased and Liara blushed.
“Still, the Council owe you two everything and instead they strip you of your command and ground the Normandy.”
“I don’t care if they ground me,” John honestly mused as they walked, turning his gaze from the Asari with him to the view of the Nebula and the other Citadel wards. “but they’re refusing to go after Saren. If they don’t stop him we’re all dead and time is wasting. Rather than waste my time trying to convince them to change their minds I’m going to try and find a way around them. Hopefully Anderson has an idea how to do that.”
“I believe in you, John.” Liara replied, and John turned back to see her smiling hopefully at him. “I am with you every step of the way.” John stopped and pulled Liara out of the main way of the foot traffic and pulled her into his embrace. Liara sighed happily and slipped her hands around him.
“After all this is done, I promise we’ll have a proper date. Just you, me and anything you want to do.” John whispered into her ear. Liara rested her head on his shoulder.
“I’d like that.”
~*TF*~
They were heading towards Flux when Jane noticed the collection of humans apparently protesting.
"Hey! Excuse me? You're the Spectres, right?" A man called and Jane paused. "Commanders Shepard. It's an honor to speak with the two of you."
"What's this demonstration about?" John asked as he looked at the people.
"I'm Charles Saracino of the Terra Firma Party. With Armistice Day coming soon, we're making our voices heard by the alien-appeasers on the Presidium. Can I count on your support in the next election?" Charles asked and Jane fought to keep her face blank. Terra Firma, they were better than the human supremacists of Cerberus but they were still not a great group.
"You're marking the end of the First Contact War with a protest?" John said with a deadpan tone.
"As we have every year, for the last 26 years. The war taught humanity a lesson that some would forget," Charles said. "If we don't stand up for ourselves, no one else will." Clearly Charles did not do his homework. The Shepard family had been Independents for generations, preferring to judge candidates on their own merits instead of what party they were a part of, to her knowledge no one in her family had ever voted for a Terra Firma candidate.
"What are you running for?" Jane asked and Charles smiled at her. He made her think of Udina...he would not be getting her vote.
"I'm seeking one of the five spacer seats in Parliament. They have certain baroque conditions for a citizen to be able to vote for them. You have to spend more than six months a year in space. But you can't have stayed in any one settled system for more than a month. You do spend most of your time in space, Commanders," Charles said and Jane gave him a look. Alliance Space teams were the largest number of spacer votes, Charles was clever thinking to talk to them, John and Jane had qualified as spacer votes since they left boot camp.
"Remind me," Jane said, her voice turning sweeter than normal and she could feel the team behind her tense, they knew she wasn't happy. "What is Terra Firma's platform again?"
"Our core value is that Earth must "stand firm" against alien influences. Politically, culturally, and...in the worst case...militarily," he said and Jane gave him a cold look.
""What you are talking about sounds like a racial issue," Jane said and John moved to stop her but she gave him a sharp look. John might be older, but he was not her boss and she was pretty pissed, Charles had gained her wrath and by God she would be showing him the truth of the Shepards.
"I can't deny that some of our supporters have extreme views. But out platform is also supported by economists, sociologist, and medical professionals," Charles said and John stepped up.
"The problem is, you don't do anything to curtail the racist comments of your members," John said and Charles gave him a look.
"Of course not, Commander. Whether I disagree with them or not, they have the right to express their opinion," Charles said and Jane was annoyed.
"Sorry, I believe we need to work peacefully with other races," Jane snapped.
"I thought you of all people would understand what we want to accomplish," Charles said and Jane gave him a look.
"Batarian slavers decimated the colony I grew up on," Jane said giving him her killing eyes and Charles looked concerned. "I would die to defend anyone from the horrors of slavers, it doesn't matter if they were Turian, Batarian, Human, Asari, and I would not wish the horrors of what I saw on Mindoir on any race. Everyone remembers the Skyllian Blitz, the slavers there were Human, Batarian, Krogan, Turian, and a collection of others, I would protect anyone from another who would take their lives by force. I nearly fried my brain on Mindoir the day I fought to stay out of Batarian hands. I would have died without Asari doctors who knew how to implant me, stressing my brain out the way I did. I only have the control I do of my biotics today because of Asari trainers. The only reason we have adult biotics who are not vegetables is because of alien technology. You protest all you want, but I'll be voting against you and against any Terra Firma candidate until they remember we have enemies to unite against...more than you know." Jane turned and walked off. She was followed.
"I heard you were a xenophobe, Shepard," Wrex joked.
"I heard I could kill a Krogan in under thirty seconds," Jane shot back.
"I heard you needed your brother to do that," Garrus added and Jane felt better.
"I think you hurt his feelings," John said.
"Wrex will get over it," Jane replied as they entered Flux.
"He meant that Terra Firma asshole," Ash said and Jane nodded.
"He's lucky I didn't throw him," Jane replied.
"There's the Captain," John said and the joking ended.
"Go by the bar," Jane ordered.
"Yes ma'am," Kaidan said and the two Shepards approached the table.
"I'm glad you came, Shepards. I heard what happened," Anderson said.
"They pulled us off the mission. Just like when they forced you to give up the Normandy," John said and Anderson nodded.
"I know. I'm sorry. I wanted to warn you, but there was no way to get a message to you before you docked," he said. "I know you're pissed off right now, but you can't give up. They all think this is over, but we both know it's not. You have to go to Ilos. You have to stop Saren from using the Conduit!"
"There's only one ship that can get us into the Terminus Systems undetected, and she's grounded," Jane said.
"Citadel control's locked out all the Normandy's systems. But if we override the ambassador's orders we can get them to bring the Normandy back on-line. You can be in the Terminus Systems before anyone even knows you're gone," Anderson said. Jane gave Anderson a look before looking at John. Anderson was risking it all for them.
"If we steal the Normandy, you're the one left holding the bag," John said.
"And if Saren finds the Conduit, life as we know it is over. The Reapers will destroy us. Humans, Asari, everybody!" Anderson said. "You two are the only ones who can stop him. So I'll do whatever it takes to get you on the Normandy and off this station."
"Stealing the Normandy is mutiny. What if the crew won't help us?" Jane asked, but she had a good idea about the crew.
"The Normandy's your ship now, Commander. Her crew will follow you to the ends of the galaxy. We all know that," he said giving her a look and Jane felt a little silly, but she trusted Anderson.
"We won't forget this, Captain, I promise," John said.
"We promise," Jane added.
"I can unlock the Normandy from one of the consoles in the Citadel control center. You'll have a few minutes before anyone realizes what's happened," Anderson began.
"That's a restricted area patrolled by armed guards. How are you going to get in?" Jane asked.
"Leave that to me. Just make sure you're in the Normandy when the systems come back on-line," Anderson ordered and Jane gave John a look.
"You're going to get yourself killed. There has to be another way!" John said.
"Ambassador Udina issued the lockdown order. If I can hack into the computer in his office, maybe I can override it," Anderson said, clearly thinking about it.
"He's not going to let you just use his computer," John said.
"Hopefully, he won't be there. If he is, I'll just have to think of something," Anderson said.
"Udina won't let this slide, Captain. You'll be charged with treason, a capital offense," Jane said.
"We don't have a lot of option. I break into the ambassador's computer or I take my chances with the patrols in Citadel control," Anderson said and the Shepard twins shared a look.
"You'll have a better chance if you go after the ambassador's computer," John said and Jane nodded.
"I was hoping you'd say that. The ambassador has made this personal," Anderson said. "You ready to get the hell of this station, Commanders?"
"Let's do it," Jane said.
"I'll take care of the lockdown. You get down to the Normandy and tell Joker to stand by," Anderson ordered and the twins saluted.
~*TF*~
Joker hung over the controls while Jane and John stood flanking him, watching the controls. It had been almost too easy to load the Normandy and get back on without alerting anyone.
Joker gave them a look as he rubbed his thumb over the side of his fingers, he was anxious and John couldn't blame him. This was dangerous. All eyes caught the release.
"Get us out of here, Joker...now!" Jane growled and the pilot smirked as he pulled them out of the dock and the ship slipped away from the Citadel.
"Think he punched him?" John asked as they headed for the galaxy display.
"I hope he cold cocked the son of a bitch," Jane replied and John smirked.
"I can picture that," he said.
"We both can," Jane said as they headed to set the course for Ilos.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 25th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Approximately 6 hours from Mu Relay and Ilos…
The ship was quiet, unnaturally so, even for the Normandy. As John walked her decks and took in the Normandy’s crew and their mood he had to wonder if he wasn’t leading them into a carefully planned ambush. There was one nagging thought in his mind as he made his way down the stairs to the crew deck.
The Council could be right and Saren had played them like a fiddle. John trusted Jane, with his life and the lives of the men and women he served with, but this was an entire galaxy at stake. Here he was racing after a genocidal madman mostly on a vision his sister had gotten from a long dead species. John sighed to himself and shook his head. His mind was wandering and doubts were creeping in. The Normandy was running on a skeleton crew right now, as most personnel were getting some sleep or rest before Ilos. It was easy for Jane to fall asleep, it was when she did normally but it was the start of his shift and he felt raring to go. Granted they would get to Ilos while he was still in command so he wouldn’t be fighting tired but this waiting…
“John, may I speak with you?” a familiar and welcome voice called out to him. John turned to his left and saw Liara was standing nervously by the entrance to the medical quarters.
“Of course,” he replied and followed the Asari through the empty medical bay into the office in the back where she had set up shop.
~*TF*~
Jane needed to get to sleep, but it was hard, she looked over what was known about Ilos...precious little. She wanted to scream, sleep would be hard but she needed to get as much as possible. Her mind had different ideas however, her door opened and she turned to see Kaidan enter.
"Commander?" he asked and Jane stood up, moving to greet him.
"You probably shouldn't call me that...I probably shouldn't be wearing this uniform," Jane sighed as Kaidan approached.
"Yeah...a hell of a thing," Kaidan said, looking at her. "We broke our oath to defend the Alliance so we can keep it." Jane chuckled softly. "What happens if this doesn't work out?"
~*TF*~
John didn’t miss the beep as Liara closed the door behind them and locked it as well. He made his way to the desk and leaned against it. He drank in the sight of Liara, clad in the form fitting medical jumpsuit and nervously fidgeting with her hands. He waited a moment before Liara took a deep breath and began to speak.
“I have been thinking about you, and what we are about to face.” Liara began, softly at first but getting louder as she became surer of herself. John got the feeling as she spoke that she’d been practicing it a bit, at least in her head. “I do not know what is going to happen on Ilos. I hope we will stop Saren, of course, but part of me fears we are already too late. There is something I must tell you, in case we fail.”
“We’re not going to fail. I promise.” John stated firmly. Liara blinked and softly smiled.
“Please…I am not looking for comfort. Saren might already have the Conduit. It is time to be completely honest with each other.” Liara replied and John blinked at that. He’d thought they’d been pretty damn open during their talks…and other things. “There could be our last moments together. Our last chance to show each other how we feel. I want this to be special.”
John, being a hetro-male of the human species, couldn’t stop the thought of ‘Oh hell yes I’m gonna get sex tonight!’ that blared through his mind. This mental thought was under scored by the fact that Liara was an Asari and damn fine example of that species. So, while John would readily agree he still had feeling for Liara that went beyond primal caveman thoughts of ravaging her. So, he had to ask…
“We don’t have to do this, not unless you’re sure.” John reassured her. Liara smiled.
“I have never been more sure of anything in my life.” Liara affirmed and John’s mental-self did a happy dance. “Will you join with me, Shepard? Let our bodies and minds unite.”
“Just tell me what to do,” John said and stepped closer to the Asari. Liara smiled happily and slipped her hands around the back of his neck pulling him to her…
~*TF*~
"We a hell of an example of humanity's best and brightest, huh?" Kaidan said, looking into her eyes.
"I keep reminding myself that we're doing the right thing...I don't believe me yet," Jane confessed and Kaidan moved close. Her eyes were on his and his said a lot more than he was.
"Well if I didn't think you were doing the right thing, I wouldn't be here," he said, his voice soft yet intense. "It'll really hit the fan when we get to Ilos. If things don't go well...I want you to know, well, I've enjoyed serving under you." He stepped close and Jane's brain suddenly realized what this was. Kaidan was going to take this...opportunity to explore their...relationship. Jane's heart began to pound.
"Was that all you wanted from me?" Jane asked, surprised to hear herself practically purr. Kaidan chuckled, it sent a shiver down her spine.
"Hehe, I suppose there is more...I suppose we could get drummed out of the corps for fraternization, but that will fall well after the charges for mutiny," he said as he got closer, they weren't touching, but he was so close she could feel the warmth of his body against her chest. His eyes were dark and his pupils wide. "You know what, you're right...about everything. When I think about losing you...I can't stand it." His face was so close to hers, it wouldn't take much to close the gap between then.
"The galaxy will keep going. Everything. Even the Reapers will come around again but you and I...we are important right now," Kaidan said. "This is what will never happen again. Us. Shepard...you make me feel...human." Jane stared into his face. She knew how it felt to be the odd one out. Biotics often were made to be the weird ones, she looked at him and smiled.
"I can make you feel much more than that," she purred and his lips quirked up into his relaxed smile. She wanted him and this was going to happen.
"Is that an order?" he teased.
"Read my lips," Jane replied as her hand caught the back of his neck and she brought her lips to his.
~*TF*~
John lay on his back on the cot Liara had setup in the office, the aforementioned Asari was lying atop of him, tracing circles on his chest with her finger. Her blanket covered them both as they relaxed. His right arm was under the Asari as his left hand slid up and down her hips, caressing her. Liara laughed softly and he smiled.
“What is it?” he asked, curious. The room was thoroughly trashed and their clothes were scattered about the place.
“By the Goddess, that was incredible John.” She said, planting a kiss on his chest. John chuckled before planting a kiss on her crest.
“You’re incredible.” John replied. “I think you’ve ruined me for human women.” Liara laughed and slapped his chest playfully.
“Five minutes ETA to the Mu Relay.” Joker’s voice called out over the ship wide intercom. Liara sighed regretfully and sat up.
“You should go get ready. Duty calls.” Liara said. John sighed himself but gently extracted himself from Liara’s cot and got dressed. As he made his way to the door Liara’s hesitant voice spoke up behind him.
“John?” He turned back to face her and saw her biting her lip. “Whatever happens on Ilos, I just wanted to say…thank you. For everything.”
“The same to you luv,” John replied stepping back to her quickly and planting a linger kiss on her. After they separated he shot her a cocky grin. “I still owe you that date.”
~*TF*~
Jane and John stood on the bridge, flanking Joker.
"Have I mentioned how intimidating it is to have you both over my shoulders?" Joker asked.
"We want to see what we are getting into," John said and Jane nodded as she stared at Joker's various screens.
"We've got company," Joker said and Jane read his primary screen.
"Have their sensors picked us up yet?" Jane asked.
"Stealth systems are engaged. Unless we get close enough for a visual, they won't have any idea we're here," Joker reported.
"If we pull this off, the Normandy better be labeled an overwhelming success," John muttered.
"She already is in my book," Jane replied.
"Picking up some strange readings from the planet's surface," Pressly interrupted.
"Take us down, Joker. Lock in on the coordinates," John ordered.
"Negative on that, Commander. The nearest landing zone's two klicks away," Pressly said and Jane blinked. That was too far to do them much good. Saren was already on the planet and that meant he had time to find the Conduit.
"We'll never make it on time on foot. Get us something closer," Jane ordered.
"There is nowhere closer! I looked!" Pressly snapped, he was upset, he wanted this done too and he was not happy to have nothing. John and Jane shared a look, if the Normandy couldn't land, there was one option.
"Mako," they both said.
"You need at least a hundred meters of open terrain to pull off a drop like that. The most I can find near Saren is twenty," Pressly said, he sounded pissed.
"Twenty meters?" Liara gasped.
"We'll never get in close enough for a drop," Kaidan growled. Everyone knew this meant their prey was going to get to the Conduit.
"We need to try," Jane said.
"Find another landing zone," John ordered.
"There is no other landing zone!" Pressly cried.
"The descent angle's too steep!" Tali added.
"It's our only option," Liara pointed out.
"It's not an option," Kaidan cried. "It's a suicide run! We don't..."
"I can do it," Joker said with the calm of Buddha. Jane and John both looked at the pilot.
"Joker?" they asked in unison.
"I can do it," Joker said.
"Gear up and head down to the Mako," John ordered.
"Joker...drop us right on top of that bastard!" Jane purred as she turned, her prey would not escape.
"Let's suit up," John called and the team headed to the Mako.
~*TF*~
The Mako came to a stop in time to see the massive doors close.
"Damn," Jane muttered. "We need to get in there and fast."
"There's no way we're getting through that door with brute force," John stated as they unloaded from the Mako.
"Saren found a way to open it. There must be a way," Tali said and Jane nodded.
"I know who will be doing the major portion of the hacking," John commented as they headed backwards. Tali using her omni-tool to look for possible terminals. Wrex and John took point. Liara watching over them while Ash and Kaidan watched over Tali. Garrus and Jane took up the rear as they discovered the Geth troopers and armatures waiting for them.
"This way!" Tali pointed, directing the group, adding her shotgun when they encountered Geth. They reached what appeared to be an ancient elevator.
"Tell me this is not functioning," Ash muttered as they approached.
"It is fully functional," Tali said and the group stared.
"This has to be it," John said and the group stepped into it.
"Be ready," Jane said.
"True, Saren wouldn't leave it unguarded," John muttered.
"Nothing is every simple," Jane muttered.
"You always say that," John chuckled.
"No, Mom always said that, now we do," Jane muttered as the elevator began to move.
The doors opened and a massive collection of Geth slowed them down, but it was not as bad as if they had been a smaller group.
"This terminal," Tali said as she led them up to a small control room. "Saren's already got a headstart. We have to go find him before he reaches the Conduit." She moved to a terminal and began working.
"Hold on," John said as a nearby terminal began to display something holographic, but it was clearly a message but obviously damaged. Jane stared at it.
"---too late....unable to....invading fleets....no escape..." a voice said between bouts of static.
"Sounds like some kind of message. But I don't recognize the language," John said and Jane blinked.
"It's probably in Prothean," Liara whispered in awe.
"This recording is over 50,000 years old. No wonder we can't understand it," Tali muttered.
"The message is all broken up, but I recognize some of the words. It's a warning against the Reaper invasion," Jane said.
"Incredible! The Cipher must have transferred an understanding of the Prothean language into your mind!" Liara gasped and Jane wondered if she wouldn't have to fend off Liara's questions in the future.
"-ot safe....seek refuge...side the archives..." the hologram cried, still filled with static.
"What's it saying?" John asked.
"-alled Reapers...the Citadel...overwhelmed...only hope..." the hologram cried. "...act of desperation...the Conduit...all is lost..." Jane shook her head.
"It said something about the Conduit, but it's too degraded to help. We should go," Jane said as Tali moved away, they headed back, the door was opened and Saren wasn't going to wait for them.
~*TF*~
“I don’t like this,” Jane remarked, leaning over John’s shoulder to look at the front monitor of the Mako. John grunted, swerving around a tree of some kind that had grown in the years since Ilos had last been inhabited. “Saren could have easily laid a trap for us so why didn’t he?”
“They must have been in a hurry commander. It must mean the Conduit is still some ways off and they were on foot.” Liara chimed in. She was studying a camera feed on her Omni-tool, her eyes never moving trying to see everything she could. “My words those are defunct stasis pods! They may have been trying to outwait the Reapers!”
“I don’t think it worked then,” Garrus chimed in. “Otherwise the Protheans would still be around.”
“The pods are dead,” Tali said as she reviewed some readings she was taking as John barreled through a group of Geth that had been waiting for them. “So are everyone who was inside.”
“Well someone is still alive,” John replied, hitting the brakes and slowing the Mako to a stop. “There’s an energy barrier here. Either Saren set it up or he went around.”
“We’re going to have to get out and turn it off, Commanders,” Ash replied, looking at a feed behind them. “There’s a barrier behind us now too.”
“Damn it,” Jane mumbled. John shifted the Mako into park before turning behind him to look over the group.
“Ash, Wrex, Tali, I want you three to stay with the Mako. The rest of us are going to get these barriers down.” He ordered, making his way to the Mako’s back hatch. John slammed a fist on the release console and the door opened a moment later, John leading the way. As the others fell in Jane caught up with him and shot him a look. John ignored it, purposely not looking at his sister and her face where the graze mark on her cheek was. An inch to the left she wouldn’t have had a head. It still unnerved him.
John scowled as they reached an elevator and after the others hurried in he hit the activation pad with a bit too much force. It bent in a bit and sparked before activating. It began to lower them down at a slow pace and John glanced to his left where Liara moved close to the view port on the left. She saw John watching her and she sighed.
“I have studied the Protheans for decades, but I have never felt this sense of foreboding. What will we find down there?” she mused.
“Answers, hopefully.” Garrus replied from behind John. Jane shot a smile over her shoulder at the Turian and John grunted. The elevator finally it reached its destination and opened to a long walkway and the room filled with cryo pods. At the end of the walkway appeared to be a VI holographic interface with a badly degraded hologram.
“You are not Prothean. But you are not machine, either.” A robotic voice spoke as they approached, reminding John of a VI. “This eventuality was one of many that was anticipated. This is why sent our warning through the beacons.”
“It looks like a VI program,” Jane murmured and John nodded in agreement.
“It looks pretty badly degraded.” He noted.
“I do not sense the taint of indoctrination upon any of you.” The VI continued. “Unlike the other that passed recently. Perhaps there is still hope.”
“This is incredible. An actual Prothean VI, and I can understand it!” Liara exclaimed and John couldn’t help smiling a bit at Liara’s joy.
“I have been monitoring your communications since you arrived at this facility. I have translated my output into a format you will comprehend.” The VI explained and Jane let out an amused chuckle. “My name is Vigil. You are safe here, for the moment. But that is likely to change. Soon, nowhere will be safe.”
“What are you, some sort of AI program?” John asked, curious.
“I am an advanced ono-organ analysis system with personality imprints from Ksad Ishran, chief overseer of the Ilos research facility.” The VI explained. John blinked at that. He’d heard of VI’s created to resemble people but one made from some one’s actual scanned brain? That was new…or old depending on your point of view.
“Why did you bring us here?” Jane inquired.
“You must break a cycle that has continued for millions of years. But to stop it you must understand or you will make the same mistakes we did.” Vigil began. “The Citadel is the heart of your civilization and the seat of government. As it was with us, and as it has been with every civilization that came before us. But the Citadel is a trap. The station is actually an enormous mass relay. One that links to dark space, the empty void beyond the galaxy’s horizon. When the Citadel relay is activated, the Reapers will pour through. And all you know will be destroyed.”
“If Saren turns on the Citadel relay, the Reapers will wipe out the Council and Citadel fleet in one fell swoop!” John exclaimed.
“That was out fate. Our leaders were dead before we even realized we were under attack. The Reapers seized control of the Citadel and through it, the mass relays. Communication and transportation across our empire was crippled. Each star system was isolated, cut off from the others. Easy prey for the Reaper fleets. Over the next decades, the Reapers systematically obliterated our people. World by World. System by System. They methodically wiped us out.”
“And none of you surrendered?” Kaidan asked, surprised.
“No offer for surrender was given. The Reapers had one goal, the systematic eradication of every intelligence lifeform in the galaxy. Through the Citadel, the Reapers had access to all our records, maps, census data. Information is power, and they knew everything about us. Their fleets advanced across every region in the galaxy. Some worlds were utterly destroyed, others were conquered, their populations enslaved. These indoctrinated servants became sleeper agents under Reaper control, taken in as refugees by other Protheans. They betrayed them to the machines. Within a few centuries the Reapers had killed or enslaved every Prothean in the galaxy. They were relentless, brutal, and absolutely thorough.” Vigil explained.
“You said you brought here to break this cycle. How do we do that?” John demanded.
“The Conduit is the key.” Vigil explained. “Before the Reapers attacked, we Protheans were on the cusp of unlocking the mysteries behind mass relay technology. Ilos was a top secret facility. Here, researchers worked to create a small scale version of a mass relay. One that linked directly to the Citadel, the hub of the relay network.”
“The Conduit isn’t a weapon, it’s a backdoor on to the Citadel, right past every defense it has!” Jane exclaimed.
“The Mass Relay statue in the Presidium, it’s actually functional!” John realized, snapping his fingers.
“What happened here? To this research facility? Liara asked.
“We lost all communication with the outside and our facility went dark. Personnel retreated underground, into these archives. To conserve resources, everyone was put into cryogenic stasis. I was programmed to monitor the facility and wake the staff when the danger had passed. But the genocide of an entire species is a long, slow process. Years passed. Decades. Centuries. The Reapers persisted. And my energy reserves were dwindling.” Vigil explained.
“Yet you still have power.” John said pointedly.
"I began to disable the life support of non-essential personal. First support staff. Then security. One by one their pods were shut down to conserve energy. Eventually only the stasis pods of the top scientists remained active. Even these were in danger of failing when the Reapers finally retreated back through the Citadel relay." Vigil stated.
"There are hundreds of stasis pods in here! Thousands!" Liara exclaimed in horror.
"My actions were the result of contingency programming entered upon my creation. I saved key personal."
"There is no way they told the non-essential staff about that." Garrus grumbled.
“So what happened then?” Jane questioned.
“When the Reapers retreated and the top researchers woke, they realized the Prothean species was doomed. Only dozens remained. Yet, they vowed to find some way to stop the Reapers from returning. A way to break the cycle forever. And they knew the Keepers were the key.”
“How are the Keepers the key?” John wondered.
“The Keepers are controlled by the Citadel. Before each invasion a signal is sent through the station compelling the keepers to activate the Citadel relay and let the Reapers through. After decades of feverish study the scientists discovered a way to alter this signal. Using the Conduit, the researchers gained access to the Citadel and made the necessary modifications. This time, when Sovereign sent the signal to the Citadel, the Keepers ignored it. The Reapers are trapped in dark space.” Vigil said, and John swore there was a bit of a smug tone in the VI’s voice.
“So Saren’s using the Conduit to reach the Citadel and manually give control of the station back to Sovereign! Sovereign will then allow the Reapers back through!” Jane realized.
“Correct, and the cycle of extinction will begin again.”
“Is there any way we can stop them?” John asked.
“There is a data file in my console. Take a copy when you go. When you reach the Citadels’ master control unit, upload it to the station. It will corrupt the Citadels’ security protocols and give you temporary control over the station. It might give you a chance against Sovereign.” Vigil replied. John stepped forward, already inserting a disc and letting the VI insert eh program. John took it back as soon as it was done and slid it into his omni-tool.
“Thank you Vigil.” John replied.
‘Wait, where’s the master control unit? I’ve never heard of anything like that.” Garrus said.
“Through the Conduit. Follow Saren. He will lead you to your destination.” Vigil replied.
“Saren’s got enough of a head start. Let’s move people.” Jane ordered, heading back to elevator at a jog. Liara hesitated for a moment and John slipped an arm around her waist, guiding her back to the elevator.
“I know its tough Liara but we can come back. Time is against us right now.” John explained softly. Liara sighed.
“I understand John but finding this…Vigil could explain so much.” Liara murmured. John gave her a slight squeeze as Jane activated the elevator and it carried them back to the Mako.
“I’m sorry but it’s the best we can do for now. Saren needs to be stopped, now.”
~*TF*~
"Jane, take the gun," John ordered.
"With extreme prejudice," Jane responded and he nodded.
"Awe, I wanted to shoot the Geth," Wrex playfully whined.
"Not this time," John said and the twins got into position. John began to race through the tunnels. Jane switched between gun and rocket launcher, clearing the path through Geth troopers and armatures.
"Forward," John stated. "Backward." He announced his moves with the Mako, giving Jane time to prevent the waste of shots and to keep her targets locked as the Mako moved.
"This facility is massive," Liara muttered as she looked at the readings on her omni-tool.
"It had to be," Ash said.
"They were the hope of the Prothean Empire," Kaidan added.
"For what good it did them," Wrex muttered.
"More than their predecessors," Jane commented as she blew another Geth trooper into scrap. They crested a slope and there was a miniature relay, glowing.
"There...the Conduit," Tali whispered.
"We don't have time to admire the view. We have to get through that relay," Kaidan said.
"And these Geth aren't going to make it easy on us," Ash muttered.
"Jane?" John asked.
"I'll aim out, do your best, I'll aim at the ones closest to the relay first," she said.
"Let's do this!" John roared as they headed down. Jane caught sight of four armatures. She began firing. "I think I can just dodge them." One blew up.
"Then do it," Jane said and he chuckled as he rushed through. Tali let out a shriek as they raced through an exploding armature Jane had shot apart just seconds before.
“This is crazy!” Garrus shouted as John banked hard off a rock and shot over another and the mako zoomed straight for the relay.
“We don’t have enough time to get out!” Liara exclaimed and John grinned ferally.
“Who says we’re getting out?” he asked as he shifted, the gears grinding as the mako shot up the ramp, rocking from an impact to one of its rear tires.
“No!”
“Yes!”
“Noooooo!”
"This is going to be weird," Ash grumbled.
"What about this entire experience has been normal?" Garrus asked.
"Hold on tight!" John cried out, the mako rocking from one last hit that sent them at a skew and Jane braced herself as they were taken into the relay. There was a second as the world flashed into view. Jane had one moment to appreciate the difference between a ship and the Mako as they hit two Geth and John fought to bring the Mako to a stop before it hit the wall of the Presidium. A ship had all space to come out of the relay. The Mako rolled and Jane was glad everyone was in the habit of strapping it. Her head hit the top of the turret and she felt blood start to ooze into her hair. She was upside down.
"Everyone okay?" John called. A chorus of 'fines' began to ring.
"I got a good hit to my head," Jane said as she began unbuckling her straps. Masculine hands helped her out of the turret seat and she smiled at Kaidan. He quickly applied med-igel and they crawled out of the Mako. John looked at Jane and she held up a hand.
"Flesh damage only," she said and he gave her his usual overbearing brother look. "I will be continuing, I'll put you in a stasis and lift you if I have to."
"What's the plan?" Ash asked. Jane and John shared a look before looking at the team.
"We need Citadel Control," Jane said.
"Wrex and Garrus with us," John said. "Ash, Kaidan, Liara, and Tali, go to Citadel Control. Tali, get this mess under control."
"We need to find Saren," Wrex said and Jane looked at Avina. She was glitching badly, but she tried to follow Jane as she approached.
"Where is Saren Arterius?" Jane asked.
"Former Spectre agent Saren Arterius is nearing the vicinity of the Council Chamber," she said. "A warrant has been issued for his arrest, though Citadel Security is unable to respond at this time."
"Come on. We need to stop Saren before it's too late," John said. The team split and the Shepards led their group to the elevator.
"The control terminal must be in the Council Chamber," Jane said and John nodded as they headed up. They watched as the Citadel arms closed.
"That's not good," Garrus muttered as Sovereign flew by.
"That's worse," Wrex added before the elevator stopped.
"Damn," Jane snarled.
"So close," John growled. "Suit up, we're walking it." The team made sure their helmets were on before the twins aimed at the side of the elevators and shot.
"Hopefully the other team made it to C-sec," Garrus muttered.
"Garrus you need to cover us with the sniper," John said.
"I got the biotic coverage," Jane replied.
"Let's do this," Wrex purred as John and he advanced.
The shadow of Sovereign loomed over the field and, overshadowing each step of the battle from Geth troopers to drop ships. The hardest part of passing the turrets, part of the Citadel turned against them.
Finally they reached the hatch to the Citadel Chambers.
~*TF*~
“Come on, come on, come on…” John muttered under his breath, storming up the stairs with Jane at his side and Garrus and Wrex just behind them. All of it for this moment. They just had to reach Saren, stop him, upload Vigil’s file and…
The reach the Council chambers, a large holographic interface ablaze and there he was, Saren. John raised his pistol and Saren calmly stepped off into the chamber below. John’s eyes widened as a familiar hum began to ring out from where Saren had just fallen.
“Get down!” John barked, diving to the left with Garrus as Jane and Wrex dove to the right as Saren burst out from the chamber on his hover board. Just in time as Saren tossed a grenade at them. It exploded just as they all reached cover. John glanced to his side and saw Jane had thrown herself back down the stairs. She wouldn’t be able to get a decent shot with Saren staring them down with the high...ground.
“I was afraid you two wouldn’t make it in time.” Saren mused.
“In time for what?” John called out, checking his pistol. He locked eyes with Jane who shook her head, she couldn't get up and get a shot.
“The final confrontation. I think we both expected it would end like this. You’re very persistent. Like myself. Only you’ve lost." Saren gloated. "You know that, don’t you?”
“It’s not over yet, Saren!” Jane shot back at him.
“Oh but it is.” Saren said with a smug tone. “In a few minutes Sovereign will have control of all the Citadel systems. The Citadel Relay will open. The Reapers will return.”
“We’ve still got a few tricks up our sleeves.” John retorted. Saren seemed taken aback by that but then chuckled darkly.
“You survived on Virmire, but I’ve changed since then. Improved. Sovereign has upgraded me.” Saren revealed and John felt his head swim for a bit. He’d let a Reaper put implants in him?!
“You let Sovereign implant you? Are you insane?” Jane hissed, horrified.
“I suppose I should thank you, John.” Saren mused, ignoring Jane completely. “After Virmire I couldn’t stop thinking about what you said. About Sovereign manipulating me. About indoctrination. The doubts began to eat away at me. Sovereign sensed my hesitation. I was implanted... to strengthen my resolve! Now my doubts are gone. I believe in Sovereign completely! I understand that the Reapers need organics. Join us, and Sovereign will find a place for you, too.”
“Sovereign's just controlling you through your implants! Don’t you see that?” John bit back.
“The relationship is symbiotic. Organic and machine. Intertwined. A union of flesh and steel. The strengths of both, the weaknesses of neither. I am a vision of future! The evolution of all organic life! This is our destiny. Join Sovereign and experience a true rebirth.” Saren cried.
“Sovereign has not won yet. We can stop it from taking control of the station! Step aside, and the invasion will never happen.” Jane snapped.
“We can’t stop it! Not forever! You saw the visions. You saw what happened to the Protheans! The Reapers are too powerful.” Saren snarled.
“Some part of you must still realize this is wrong! You can fight this!” John snapped.
“Maybe you’re right. “Saren sounded confused now. Doubt was creeping into his voice. “Maybe there is still a chance for...” Saren cried out suddenly clutching at his head. “The implants…Sovereign is too strong. I’m sorry. It’s too late for me.”
“That’s not true!” John cried, moving out from cover.
“John no, get back down you damned fool!” Jane yelled at him.
“It’s not cover yet.” John said, ignoring his sister. He’d read Saren’s Spectre file dozens of times and he knew what kind of man Saren was. He may have hated humans, cut corners but he always did what he thought he had to for the good of the galaxy. He had to reach that Saren, He had to try. “You can still redeem yourself! We can stop them and get you help! The Reapers can be beaten! Here and now!”
“Goodbye, John. Thank you.” Saren said softly and raised his pistol under his chin. John watched in horror as Saren pulled the trigger and fell bonelessly from his hover board, smashing through part of the glass and impacting on the floor of the chamber below.
John shook his head as an odd silence filled the room. As he made his way to the controls he felt nothing but pity for Saren. Yes he’d become a genocidal madman but was that before Sovereign got ahold of him or after Sovereign had finished altering his mind. Now they would never know. John ignored Jane’s angry mutterings as he activated his omni-tool and tied it into the console. After a moment it chirped and displayed that John had access to…well…anything.
“Vigil’s data file worked. I’ve got control of all systems.” John said, turning to his team. Garrus sighed in relief as Wrex grunted. Jane was glaring at him with the oddest expression on her face, a mix of pride and anger.
“Quickly, you need to pen the stations arms. Maybe the fleet can take Sovereign down before he regains control of the station.” Garrus replied.
“And open the comms too.” Jane chimed in. John nodded and hurried sent the commands needed.
“Comm channel open. Distress call sent. Now we just have to wait for-” John was cut off as another signal blared over open comms.
“-this is the Destiny Ascension. Main drives offline. Kinetic barriers down forty percent. We’re not going to make it. The Council is on board. I repeat, Council is on board!” an Asari’s voice cried out.
“Normandy to the Citadel. Normandy to the Citadel. Please tell me that’s you Commanders!” a familiar and welcome voice called out. John felt relief flood through him.
“It’s us, Joker.” Jane replied. “Please tell me you did what we told you to do just before we made our run to the Conduit.”
“Aye, aye ma’am, I’m sitting here in the Andura sector with the entire Arcturus fleet.” Joker replied and Garrus laughed happily. “We caught that distress call. We can save the Ascension. Just unlock the relays around the Citadel and we’ll ride in with the cavalry!”
“John-” Jane began but John was already one step ahead of her. He sent the immediate command and the system instantly unlocked all of the relays.
“It’s done Joker, now go!” John snapped.
“What's the order? Come in now to save the Ascension or hold back?” Joker replied.
"We need to save the Ascension, no matter what the cost!" Jane called. John sighed in relief and turned to eye Saren’s corpse in the area below them. The Spectre had shot himself in the head but still…
“Make sure he’s dead.” John ordered, focusing on his omni-tool and getting the Citadel’s arms opened. Garrus and Wrex both moved off to head down while Jane approached, giving him a look.
“I trust you, John, but there are limits of who you can talk down. This wasn't like with Talitha,” Jane said. John grunted as the Citadel’s arms finally began to open and he saw hundreds of ships zip in. He turned off his omni-tool to shoot Jane a glare.
“I had to try.” John replied. Jane rolled her eyes.
“He was trying to commit genocide John.” Jane retorted. John rolled his eyes and turned towards one of the windows to watch the fleets start hitting Sovereign with fire. He felt the tower shake with some of the impacts.
“Was that him or him after the Reapers finished messing with his mind?” John wondered and Jane bit her lip. She was about to reply when a gunshot rang out below them. They both looked down to see Garrus holding a gun at Saren’s head.
“He’s dead.” Wrex growled over the comms. Jane sighed in relief and John shook his head sadly. He knew you couldn’t save everyone but still…
John’s musing was cut off as the room began to shake and sparks a red energy flickered here and there. Saren’s body lit up with red energy like a mass effect field. Saren’s body began to cry out, a guttural sound as the body convulsed. The flesh parts of Saren were melting away and then an explosion of energy sent Wrex and Garrus flying back. It also collapsed the walkway and the Shepard lost their footing. They tumbled down with the walkway, slamming into the ground. John shook his head and glanced at Jane. She was picking herself back up and John got his own feet under him. Meanwhile Saren’s body was still crying out and the flesh falling away as the remaining bits were warping and changing. The arms and legs elongated and ended with sharped claws. Not much remaining except for glowing red eyes and glowing red energy in the center of what had been Saren’s chest.
“Oh shit!” Jane gasped, quickly pulling up her pistol while surrounding herself with a biotic barrier. The Saren-machine creature focused on the ceiling and leaped, much like a Geth jumper.
“I am Sovereign! And this station is MINE!” It bellowed. John dove to the side as it opened fire, throwing bolts of pure energy at them, almost like snipper rounds.
“Oh, that is straight up bullshit!” Jane cried, pulling the trigger with every word, trying to get bead on the jumping and leaping machine. John and Wrex both opened fire with their assault rifles, spraying the areas Saren was going with fire.
“Try and pin it down!” Garrus cried. Easier said than done. Jane tried to follow the machine but it was too fast for her to get a beat.
"I'm going to have to go straight up adept," Jane stated and John nodded.
"Do it!" he barked and Jane glowed blue. The Saren-Sovereign launched itself at her. She quickly threw a Lift at it, rolling under it, giving the three others time to begin a weapon assault. As the Lift began to wear off Jane hit it with a Throw. The machine hit the wall and was stunned. John used a couple grenades on it. It bounced along the walls and Jane hit it with a warp, causing it to pause.
As the group battled it became clear that the Saren-Sovereign was starting to aim for Jane. She was keeping it back but it was getting better and better at dodging her biotics. John and the others were hitting it with everything as Jane dodged and moved, countering every moment she could.
“Jane!” Garrus called out. Her eyes flicked to a piece of the floor above dangling from a piece of rebar. She nodded focusing on the concrete and Just as the Saren-Sovereign targeted her Garrus hit it in the side of the head with an impact shot, throwing its aim off. Jane grunted as she put all of her will into it and ripped the concrete away, throwing it to smash into the Saren-Sovereign machine, sending it flying back. John and the rest of the team stopped, trying to catch their breath. Then a blood curdling shriek filled the room, the concrete being thrown at John and Wrex making them dive out of the way. It charged Jane, batting Garrus away and lunging at her, slashing at her with its deadly talons. Then came the horrifying moment when it grazed her with a limb, throwing Jane across the area, into a wall. Her body left cracks from impact. She dropped to the ground.
“Wrex go left!” John snapped, ignoring the beeping of his overheated assault rifle and trying put out of his mind where Jane had landed. If she was hurt…no focus John. He stormed right, slapping every grenade he had onto the rifle. When Wrex dropped his own assault rifle and blasted the Saren-Sovereign machine with a blast from his shotgun it whirled to face him, slamming the Krogan with a wicked back hand that sent him flying, but it worked just like John hoped. He tossed his assault rifle over its head and whipped out his shotgun. He clicked the Carnage setting on it and fired at his own gun as it arced over Saren-Sovereign’s head. It struck and the resulting explosion sent John flying. He slammed into the wall before dropping to the ground. Then something struck him in the right side of his face, whipping his head left and making him involuntarily spit out a few teeth. John shook his head and turned back to face what had hit him. It was the Saren-Sovereign machine and it was smoldering and smoking from the explosion. It had just struck him with its right fist and he noted the left arm was gone. It reared back to strike him.
“No.” John hissed. He had to get up. He would not die like this. Get up John. Get up, get up, get up get up get up, GET UP!
John let out a roar and tackled the thing about the middle. It missed hitting him and snarled in frustration. It beat on his back and John felt every impact. Each blow a sharp pain and his armor was creaking and cracking. John screamed in frustration and straightened, before slamming it down. The Saren-Sovereign machine seamed dazed and John let go for just a second to readjust his grip and pin its remaining arm as well. He had it in front of him and it was struggling, snarling. It kicked and thrashed as it tried to get free, cutting open a gash on John’s face as it struggled.
“Jane shoot!” John cried out, closing his eyes and concentrating. Hold it John, hold it, just hold it. Jane will kill it, she can do it.
Jane was only getting to her feet when she heard John call. The damn Saren-Sovereign had knocked the wind out of her, she had been gasping on the ground for a few frantic second after it had hit her. She looked up to see John wince as he found the Saren-Sovereign, clearly feeling it pulling, kicking. Her left eye stung, and she wiped the side of her head, her armor coming back crimson, her cut was open again, probably when she was thrown into the wall. John was going to lose his hold, the Saren-Sovereign was cracking his armor and soon it’d make him let go. Jane had to shoot. Now. She whipped her sniper rifle up over her shoulder, her eyes were blurring and of course her damn brother was using a fucking wrestling hold on the machine. Her sight landed on the moving head.
“SHOOT!” John screamed at her. With a breath of air out, she pulled the trigger.
John heard a gunshot and the Saren-Sovereign machine went limp, before falling onto him. John fell back with a grunt and his head impacted with the ground with a crack. He felt dazed and looked blearily up and through the machine’s rib cage as it dissolved right atop of him. Then Jane was there, her head wound was open again, oozing blood down the side of her face, and her sniper rifle clutched in one hand, the tip smoking. She used a lift and then a throw to remove the dissolving machine.
“Couldn’t you have done that earlier?” John muttered and Jane laughed weakly, brushing her blood away before holstering her rifle and bending down to pick up her brother. Just as John took her hand his eyes moved up to see a large piece of a ship coming flying towards them. John blinked in shock and Jane looked up. She snarled and then used a throw to shove Wrex and Garrus away from them before wrapping herself around John. He saw her raise a biotic shield that was practically solid. Then the world seemed to buck and he blacked out.
~*TF*~
Kaidan and Ash lead the C-sec teams through the Council Chambers, Liara lifted large pieces of Sovereign, revealing Garrus and Wrex stunned but alive.
"Captain Anderson, over here! I found them!" a C-sec officer cried. Anderson was quick to approach the Normandy non-human crewmembers.
"Take it easy...it's over. You're safe now," he said. Looking around for the Shepard twins. "Where's the Commanders? Where are the Shepards?" Both Garrus and Wrex looked at the burning wreckage. There was a moment that the whole team took in all the burning and all the material.
Biotic blue shoved a chunk of Sovereign over, revealing Jane, her arm held close to her stomach. John had one arm over her shoulder as he leaned on her. They began to move, John limping as Jane winced as her arm was jerked. They smiled at their crew, giving each other a look as they met the rescue team.
~*TF*~
After Jane's arm and John's leg were set, treated enough that they could move without pain but still not completely healed. They were summoned to meet with the Council. Councilor Udina and Captain Anderson flanked them as they met the Councilors on the Presidium.
"Ambassador. Captain. Commanders," Tevos greeted. "We have gathered here to recognize the enormous contributions of the Alliance forces in the war against Sovereign and the Geth."
"Many humans lost their lives in the battle to save the Citadel, brave and courageous soldiers who willingly gave their lives so that we, the Council, might live," Valern added.
"There is no greater sacrifice, and we share your grief over the tragic loss of so many noble men and women," Sparatus said. Jane nodded towards the Council, it had been her order that sent the members of Fifth Fleet to their deaths, and she wondered if Admirals felt this weight after a costly battle.
"The Council also owes you a great personal debt, Commanders. One we can never repay," Tevos said and John recognized the power in that statement, he wished he could share a look with Jane, but he suspected she was wishing she could do the same. "You saved not just our lives, but the lives of billions from Sovereign and the Reapers."
"Commander Shepard and Commander Shepard, your heroic and selfless actions serve as a symbol of everything humanity and the Alliance stand for," Valern said.
"And thought we cannot bring back those valiant soldiers who gave their lives to save outs, we can honor their memories through our actions," Sparatus said. Both Shepards fought to keep their faces calm and collected.
"Humanity has shown it is ready to stand as a defender and protector of the galaxy. You have proved you are worthy to join our ranks and serve beside us on the Citadel Council," Tevos said. Then Udina spoke and both Shepards were annoyed.
"Councilor, on behalf of humanity and the Alliance, we thank you for this prestigious honor and humbly accept," Udina spoke as if he were ready to join them himself. That had to be stopped.
"We will need a list of potential candidates to fill humanity's seat on the Council," Valern explained.
"Given all that has happened, I am sure your recommendations will carry a great deal of weight. Commanders, do you support any particular candidate?" Tevos asked and the twins shared a look.
"We need someone with the courage to stand up for what he believes in..." Jane stated.
"...someone like Captain Anderson," John finished.
"Him? You must be joking! Anderson prefers to let his fists do the talking," Udina sneered.
"Only with you, Ambassador," Anderson retorted. "Only you."
"Are you sure about this, Commanders? The Captain's a soldier, not a politician," Udina sneered as if being a soldier was something bad.
"We've already got too many politicians on the Citadel," John said, leaving the 'like you' silent. "The Captain would be perfect for this job."
"I think it is an inspired choice," Tevos said. "The Council would welcome him with open arms should he accept." They all looked at Anderson.
"I'm honored, Councilor, as humanity's representative, I'll do everything in my power to help the Council rebuild," Anderson said and neither twin could keep from smiling. Anderson was a great choice.
"Sovereign's defeat marks the beginning of a new era for both humanity and the Council," Sparatus said.
"Sovereign was only a vanguard, the Reaper fleet is still coming. Hundreds of ships, maybe thousands and we're going to find some way to stop them," Jane said before nodding at the Council.
"Let's get started on that," John said as the twins turned and headed off. They needed to see how the Normandy faired.
"Shepard's right. Humanity is ready to do its part united with the rest of the Council. We have the strength to overcome any challenge. When the Reapers come, we must stand side-by-side, we must fight against them as one, and together we will drive them back to the dark space," Anderson said as the twins exited.
~*TF*~
“Oh, I hurt so much.” John muttered, walking with Jane from their meeting with the Council.
“Oh you big baby, suck it up.” Jane said happily. John rolled his eyes.
“It hit me in the face, a lot.” John retorted. “I had to have cloned teeth implanted.”
“Big baby.” Jane teased and John couldn’t help but laugh and slung an arm around his sister’s shoulders. Jane put her own arm around him and they met up with the team waiting for them. John separated from Jane as Liara lunged at him to wrap her arms around him. Jane smiled as John enfolded Liara in his embrace and murmured softly to Liara, resting a hand between the Asari’s shoulder blades and the back of her crest.
“I take it went well?” Ash said, smiling. Jane looked over the team. A few scrapes, cuts, and even a bandaged gunshot but they were all here. They had made it.
“Humanity is joining the Council and we recommended Anderson for the spot.” Jane explained. Garrus nodded knowingly as Wrex just grunted. Kaidan smiled softly at Jane who smiled back.
“So what now?” Tali asked. John separated from Liara, but had one of her hands twined with his.
“Now we go get completely totally drunk.” John said and the others cheered.
“I know this great place that serves amino and dextro.” Garrus said, turning to lead the way. “It made it through okay and I know I can convince them to open for us.”
“Sounds good to me.” Jane said. The others all nodded and followed their Turian friend. Jane sighed happily and smiled at John as he and Liara brought up the rear of the group and Kaidan fell instep beside her. Jane blinked in surprise as she felt Kaidan slip his hand around hers. She smiled at him and he smiled back.
“After this I think I’m going to end the day with a good eight hour sleep in the Captain’s quarters.” John replied.
“How do you think tomorrow will go, my fourteen minute older brother?” Jane asked. John smiled and glanced at Tali.
“I think we might help out someone on her pilgrimage. Maybe buy someone a shuttle and fill it to the brim with parts and supplies.” John replied.
“Oh Lord, but her hot rod why not?” Jane muttered. Liara and Kaidan both laughed. “But I meant with us, the team, the Reapers.”
“Just like you told the Council Jane. We’ll stop them, together.” John replied. Jane smiled.
“The Shepards against the world?” Jane teased and John chuckled.
“How about the Shepards guarding the galaxy.”
“Together?”
“Always.”
“Hey you guys catch up! Wrex is buying the first round!” Garrus called back to them. Jane laughed at that.
“Ten credits it’s some sort of rot gut.”
“No bet sis, no bet.”
~*Chapter End*~
Notes:
Toby: I wrote and then re-wrote and re-wrote the fight scene with Saren so many times. It was a hard scene as I wanted to show the twins as equals. A lot more difficult than I thought.
Belle: This is a BIG deal for us. It makes the first part of the journey done and soon we will break away from the script and create our own story. The what if will change drastically soon. So thank you for coming this far, care to stay and see what else we do?
Chapter 11: On My Own
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Collector attack on the Normandy. The two years between the events from Mass Effect 1 and Mass Effect 2.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: Toby and I have been working up to this chapter for over a year now. A good chunk of that was me hoarding chapters like a dragon. At the end is a suggested playlist to listen to while reading.
Toby’s Note: I love this chapter. I really do. It’s one of the best so far and I really loved where I ended up with the fight scene in 9.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 10: On My Own
Earth Date: November 20th, 2183 CE
Location: SSV Normandy
“...I've already updated The Mindoir Review. So where are you now?”
“Somewhere in the Omega Nebula. I’m not sure as Pressley indicated we were just going to chase down a sensor echo. Probably nothing but you know Alliance regs.”
“During search and destroy missions chase down all possible leads no matter how explained or remote when no other leads present themselves. You just want more time to butt minds with your girlfriend.”
“We were sparing, full contact sparring, mind you. Hence why I’m in armor and drying my sweat soaked hair.”
“Is that what the kids call it in the mind? Sparring hmmm?”
John stopped toweling his head dry and shot the holographic representation of Jane a nasty look.
“Don’t get snippy with me, you could have taken your boy-toy with you on leave. The Alliance was willing to split the ground crew but you insisted I keep all the Alliance personnel on board. What’s the matter, he couldn’t keep up with you in the bedroom or the other way around?” John snarked. He saw Jane shift a bit and if the hologram wasn’t all red in color anyways he’d have bet she was blushing.
“John!”
“What? You started it.” He retorted smugly and Jane sighed.
“I hate you sometimes.”
“You’ll get over it. Anyways we’re going to head back to the Citadel after this. Liara needs to be on Thessia in person next week to officially oversee the death ceremony for Benezia and sign some papers.” John said, rolling his shoulders and dropping his towel around his neck. Jane frowned.
“You guys are getting awfully close, especially if she’s telling you about personnel stuff like that.” Jane stated and John kept silent. “Something you want to tell me John?”
“I guess Anderson hasn’t told you but he cleared it with Alliance brass. I’m going with Liara to Thessia to help with their death ceremony for Benezia. So if you want to get hold of me you’ll have to contact the Asari Republics to have the message rerouted. It's your turn to go on wild goose chases while I take leave. ”
“Wow...you guys are starting to get serious...huh? But that's going to be a problem. I won't be coming back to the Normandy on our projected schedule. I got tapped by another Spectre for an undercover mission. She read the report on Saren and Sovereign and when she heard about my biotics she wanted me on her mission. I'm actually heading to a special two week training course before we go deep cover.” Jane explained making John frown.
“Anderson didn’t mention it to me yesterday.” John grumbled.
“I just found out about it last night by your time,” Jane clarified. “No communications or contacts outside of our mission. It is projected for a three month period. I'm sorry, if anything happens you will be contacted.”
“Oh wonderful. I hate when either of us gets a mission like this. Any idea who asked for you?” John inquired. Jane rolled her eyes.
“It was an Asari, I don't know her, and in fact I haven't been given any names yet. We are meeting at a secure location, training, and then we head out. Once I'm out of the deep cover I'll be taking time off. I might check out Grissom Academy, they've been asking me to come visit for a while now.” Jane revealed and John rubbed a hand across his face. Well if this was the first he was hearing about it there was a good chance Anderson wouldn’t cancel his leave. The Normandy was probably going to be dry docked and the whole crew given shore leave.
“Well I’ll contact Anderson after we get off the line. Maybe I can swing the Normandy taking us to Thessia as some sort of envoy mission for the Alliance. Anderson might like that and-” John was cut off as Joker’s voice cut in over the ship’s comm system.
“Brace for evasive maneuvers!” Joker cried out. John blinked in surprise and barely grabbed the edge of the railing in front of Jane’s hologram as the ship took a hard bank. Gravity increased for several seconds as the ship moved before the internal stabilizers caught up.
“John? John, what the hell’s going on?!” Jane screamed.
“I don’t know but-” John was again cut off as the ship lurched from an impact. John actually went smashing to the floor, his helmet thrown off a nearby chair to go rolling by him. He looked up at Jane’s hologram. The last thing he saw before the transmission cut out was Jane’s surprised face.
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the screen as it showed the error message. Her heart was in agony as she stood stone still. Dread ten times worse than the Mindoir, Akuze, and Eden Prime attacks clutched at her. She had no idea how long she stood there, but part of her was screaming. Her omni-tool beeped and she pressed it. The message popped up in front of her, showing her that Councilor Anderson was looking back at her with a stern face.
"Commander Shepard," he said and Jane looked at him, the tears welling in her eyes. "We have lost contact with the Normandy. The last transmission indicated they were under attack."
"I am aware, Councilor Anderson. I was on a call with my brother informing him of my mission for the Council," Jane said. There was a moment of silence. He began to open his mouth. "I will continue my mission."
"Shepard...Jane...You don't have to do this," he said and Jane shook her head and looked up at him.
"John is strong, but if he didn't make it to the escape pods...he didn't make it at all," Jane said.
"I will contact you as soon as we know more," he said.
"Thank you," Jane said as the communication cut short. She moved to a chair and slumped down, all she could do was to sit and wait...helpless to aid her brother.
~*TF*~
“Commander!” Joker screamed. John snatched an exposed beam near the console and looked at Joker. He felt horror fill him as he saw the enemy’s beam weapon slicing the Normandy and blocking his path to the escape pod. He had no choice, John couldn’t kill them both. He slammed his fist on the console, overriding the pod and forcing it to close its door and blast away from the Normandy.
Not a moment too soon either. An explosion rocked the Normandy sending John hurtling away, smacking into a piece of debris as he was thrown into space. He felt sick to his stomach as he watched the Normandy, that wonderful ship that had carried them across the galaxy to beat Sovereign and Saren, explode before his very eyes. He took a couple of deep breaths to calm his heart and slow his breathing.
‘Okay, in an emergency situation the Normandy VI sets our omni-tools to broadcast our bio-readings to the escape pods.’ John thought. He tried to ignore the fact he was free floating in space. If he panicked he might use up too much of his oxygen. ‘So if I set my omni-tool to broadcast something, the pods may pick it up. They can’t get me but when the ships find them, they can find me. So all I have to do is-’
John felt his blood run cold as he heard and felt his oxygen begin to rush out of his suit. He had a leak! No, two! One by his throat and some spot on his back! The impact with the debris must have caused it!
He frantically clawed at his suit, desperately trying to figure out how to seal it.
‘This can’t be happening! Not like this! I won’t die like this!
I just have to figure out how to seal my suit! Then Jane will save me! Have to…have to…
...so cold…hard to breathe…
…Jane…please…help…me…
…Liara…I so wanted…to see Thessia…with you…
...cold…so…cold…
…Jane…
…Li…ar…a…
…
…
~*TF*~
Hours later Jane's omni-tool began to chime. She didn't access it right away, she knew his name wouldn't be on the right list. It took all her strength to lift her arm and access the tool. Her data pad jumped to life. All launched escape pods were accounted for and there were twenty-one crew members on the MIA list. Jane's eyes dropped down.
Shepard, John.
Jane dropped her arm, clutching herself as biotic blue fluxed over her skin in the darkness of her room. She pulled a pillow to her chest and screamed into it. Her sorrow muffled as she traveled in the darkness of space, where her brother might well be floating lost and alone as well.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 21st, 2183 CE
Location: Classified
Jane stood in front of the communicator in her alliance uniform, looking the picture of the perfect soldier as the Council appeared before her. The destruction of the Normandy was all over the extranet and the captain of the ship she was currently on had offered Jane a secure line with the Council.
"Officially all of the individuals on the MIA list are still considered missing," Tevos said and Jane nodded.
"I know the protocol, ma'am," Jane said. "Now I would like to know the unofficial information." The four councilors looked at each other.
"Readings from the Normandy wreck show that all twenty-one of the omni-tools were registering no vital signs to critical readings. The Normandy VI program remained broadcasting from its blackbox four hours after the attack," Valern said and Jane felt cold. "Unofficially only one was still showing any readings post explosion. Your brother's." Jane stared at them blankly.
"According to the report of Flight Lieutenant Jeff Moreau, Commander John Shepard forced Moreau into the escape pod and was thrown back. Shepard launched the escape pod and was knocked out of the ship's hull," Sparatus stated and there was a moment, Jane knew they had information they didn't want to share.
"My brother and I enlisted together. I want to know the truth before I go deep cover," Jane said and Anderson nodded. He shared a look with the other councilors and Tevos sighed before nodding in acceptance.
"Readings from your brother's suit shows that it sustained a puncture. He was losing air rapidly and was beginning to suffocate within seconds of Joker's launch," Anderson said and for a moment Jane felt like the world was dropping out from under her. She had a lot to do, she couldn't quit, John needed her to set things up, he would trust her to make sure everything was covered, her feet felt grounded as she looked up at the Council. "He was out of range within two minutes of the explosion."
"Understood," Jane said. "Thank you. I will contact a few close friends and give them the power to take care of Jo...to take care of my brother's remains should they be found in my absence."
"John Shepard served the Alliance and the Council greatly," Tevos said giving Jane an honest look of sympathy.
"His name will be added to the Spectre memorial on the Citadel when the official report is released," Valern said, nodding at Jane.
"He died preserving the lives of his crew, a man of impeccable honor," Sparatus said and Jane was shocked. Sparatus had never seemed to like John nor her. Still John was very much like a Turian. A true soldier.
"I will see to everything I can, get me the list of contacts to turn to," Anderson said and Jane nodded.
"I will send you it before I leave the system," Jane said. The call flickered out and Jane stared at the communicator for a moment. She had sent a standby out to several individuals, it was time to begin calling.
~*TF*~
Wrex had been sympathetic, he would escort any remains that were found back to Mindoir. He offered Jane a night out to celebrate John's life in true Krogan fashion. Jane had accepted, well aware that could lead to someone else dying, but not caring.
Tali had wept, offering Jane condolences when she caught herself. She apologized that she would be unlikely to be able to help much. She was freshly transferred to her new ship and would be expected to use her pilgrimage gift for several months. She would attempt to leave the Flotilla should John be found and a service be set.
Garrus had been a rock. He had asked Jane how she was. He had told her he would also escort John home should he be found. Jane cried after she ended the call with her Turian friend.
The next line of calls went through to the survivors. Dr. Chakwas, Liara, Ash, Kaidan, and Joker had all been with John. Kaidan, Ash, and Liara had been picked up by one ship while Chakwas and Joker had been on another.
Jane called Joker first.
"Oh shit, Commander," Joker groaned as he saw who was on the communicator. He was in a medical bed, the pod had probably broken something.
"How are you, Joker?" Jane asked and the guilt was clear on his face. "It's not your fault, Jeff." He paused.
"If I had..." he started and Jane shook her head.
"It's not your fault, Jeff," she said, a tear escaping her eye. "He would never have let you go down with the ship. That was always his job, so tell me. How are you?" He stared at her for a moment.
"Both femurs are severely fractured, two ribs broke, and a bunch of minor fractures everywhere," he said and Jane nodded.
"I'm glad you made it, Joker," Jane said, another tear.
"I'm sorry, Commander," he said.
"You did nothing wrong. He wouldn't want you to think you were responsible because you're not," Jane said, the tears were flowing freely.
"Still, I..." he stared and Jane looked up as fiercely as she could.
"Do not blame yourself, Jeff Moreau, or you will deal with me dealing with my grief on you. Have you seen a biotic in a crying fit before?" Jane demanded and Joker shut up. "It wasn't your fault...wishing we could do something...it won't change anything. He's gone. You leaving the bridge sooner or me being there would have changed nothing."
"Commander...you couldn't have changed anything," Joker said and Jane nodded.
"I know...neither could you," she said. "How long will you be out of the seat?"
"Don't know, at least ten weeks," he said and Jane nodded.
"I'll be out of contact long enough for you to heal up, then I'll stop by for a visit," Jane said.
"Is that a threat?" Joker asked and Jane shook her head.
"You're a friend, Jeff, I would have come no matter," Jane said. "Is Dr. Chakwas there?"
"She's been in and out. I think she's been contacting friends who heard that the Normandy was...you know," Joker said.
"Let her know I send my regards, I'll be contacting her after I get out of deep cover too," Jane said as she was about to end the connection.
"Commander?" Joker asked and Jane paused.
"Yes, Joker?" she asked and her gave her a look.
"Thank you," he said.
"You're welcome," she replied. After Joker hung she hesitated. This call would be the hardest to make, especially with Liara there. She steeled herself as they connected the transmission.
"Commander!" Ash cried as the comm screen lit up and the three survivors greeted Jane as she opened communications. Kaidan and Liara looked like hell.
"Were you injured?" Jane asked.
"I got a few burns," Ash stated.
"Perfectly fine," Kaidan said.
"No injuries," Liara commented. They all stared at her, waiting and Jane closed her eyes. Liara gasped and Kaidan made a little choking sound.
"They can't know," Ash whispered and Jane opened her eyes. She saw shock on all of their faces.
"Joker made it," Jane said. "John got him to the pod, but the last hit knocked John free, he hit the emergency launch for Joker before being cast out of the Normandy."
"He could still be found!" Liara cried and Jane shook her head.
"Early signs point to...to none of the missing surviving the attack," Jane said. "The last reading the VI had on John's omni-tool was that his suit was depressurizing quickly and his vitals were...he was..."
"Jane..." Kaidan whispered and Jane looked at him. Kaidan's deep brown eyes grounded Jane.
"I will be out of contact. I was telling John when the attack occurred. Special Spectre deep cover. I'll be gone for approximately three months," Jane said and they all looked shocked.
"Shep..." Ash started and Jane shook her head.
"John would expect me to do the right thing, I am needed for an operation that will save lives...lots of them. The chances of finding him..." Jane looked down.
"He will be found," Liara stated as if she was planning on going out there herself to look and Jane shook her head.
"The chances of finding him are low...we all know that," Jane said and the group was silent for a moment. "Councilor Anderson has agreed to take care of the paperwork in my absence. We all know that there is a month long period with ship explosions and body recovery missions where death is not allowed to be verified. We are already starting with negative life sign readings...the Alliance and Council will both announce after a month without body recovery that processing DIA accounts will begin. Anderson will take care of that for me. The investigations range from months to years...I am rather certain a mem...a memorial will be allowed not long after my mission is projected to end."
"I'm not giving up on him," Liara snapped and Jane looked up at the Asari before nodding.
"Good...someone needs to be optimistic," Jane said. "Take the leave you will be given...go home...visit your sisters Ash...go back to Earth for a bit Kaidan. Heal, Liara."
"Call on us when you need us, Shep," Ash said and Jane nodded.
"Be well," Jane said, giving Kaidan a look. He stared at her for a moment before looking away. It hurt, but Jane saluted. They returned the motion and the screen went dark. Jane left the comm center and headed back to her cabin. She needed to think and maybe pray for Liara's faith in John.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 24th, 2183 CE
Location: Classified Training Location
The training facility belonged to Asari, but they knew the leader of the operation and were loaning it to her. Jane sat with several other Spectres, mostly Asari, but a few Turians and several Salarians were gathered together. An Asari stepped in front of the group.
"Matriarch Taptos," an Asari next to Jane muttered and the Asari to the front gave her a look.
"Welcome fellow Spectres, for those of you who do not know me, I am Niessa Taptos," she said. "I am a retired Spectre, but I was contacted by Irlis Phanni for this mission. I will let her explain." A second Asari approached, clearly younger, a deeper blue without facial markings, and much more nervous.
"Hello, I am Doctor Irlis Phanni, first year Spectre. Many of you are wondering what the mission is and why you have been chosen," Irlis said before engaging the screen behind her. Barrels were being moved by a collection of mercenaries. "There has been an increase in the black market organ sales combined with a hike in missing persons." The room went still. "Red sand has become a large problem in Citadel space and we have reason to believe it is because of the Maws."
"For those of you who do not know, after the Skylian Blitz there was a large jockeying of power in the gang world. Several large gangs were decimated during the Blitz by Alliance forces," Niessa said, giving Jane a nod. "However, the Maws are ruthless. They are currently led by a Krogan by the name of Thaeloc Bakau. He is one of the smart Krogan and so he rules from Omega."
"Not T'Loak," an Asari near Jane groaned.
"That's right, Tela," Niessa said. "Maws have been seen near areas where red sand has been found in large amounts but no evidence to connect them. They have also been spotted in the areas where disappearances have occurred and have been seen near the locations of black market surgeons."
"We believe but have no proof that these are all connected. Our working theory is that Bakau rules the Maws from Omega, sending them in to get red sand addicts, when a junkie can't pay, they drag them in, take what they need, and get rid of the evidence," Irlis said.
"Why so many Spectres?" a Turian by the wall asked and Niessa gave him a look.
"This mission is spread out and the victims cross all Citadel races and classes. Several high profile individuals have gone missing and their red sand habits were well known secrets. It is feared the Maws may realize they have another money making opportunity on their hands, we want to stop that before it happens. Maws lurk in Citadel space as well as the Terminus, Bakau is smart, if he smells trouble, the Maws go into the Terminus, when they see we're not looking, they creep back. Bold, but careful."
"What kind of coverage are we looking at?" a Salarian asked and Niessa smiled.
"We're going to be setting up units in seven different areas," Irlis explained as a galactic map popped up. Seven icons flashed. "Seven teams means we need a mission control. So it will be a total of eight teams. The level of cover will be different, the highest level being the Omega team."
"T'Loak is not unreasonable if you approach her and make your missions in her favor," Niessa explained. "She will allow us to help her remove Bakau. She deals red sand on Omega too, so him being out of the game removes competition and he has quite the following. T'Loak may be dirty, but she's not stupid. She is constantly on the lookout for someone who might become a threat to her personally."
"For those of you who do not know, Aria T'Loak is the de facto ruler of the Omega station," Irlis explained and the image of an Asari with purple skin and facial markings appeared on the screen. "We have approached her asking for permission to have an undercover team on Omega. Those of you on the Omega team will have to introduce yourselves. She already knows we are after Bakau and why."
"You told T'Loak?" a Turian female gasped.
"Don't worry, Virethis, you're not on the Omega team," Niessa chuckled.
"What will the teams be doing and why the deep cover?" another Salarian asked.
"The teams in Citadel space will be focusing on the red sand distribution and the disappearances. The Terminus teams will be focusing on the black market surgeons and on Bakau," Niessa said.
"Is that why we have so many fresh faces?" Tela asked, giving Jane a look and both Niessa and Irlis nodded.
"Some of the newer Spectres are not well known," Niessa said giving Jane a look.
"Some, not all," a Turian said and Jane simply stared at Niessa and Irlis.
"Humans have advantages in disguise that most do not, the ability to alter their skin, hair, and eye color is one of the most useful abilities that humans have in deep cover operations. This mission will require all of us to alter our appearances, this week is about building your cover. You will learn your new identity so well you will have trouble remembering you are a Spectre," Niessa ordered.
"Why a second week?" Tela asked.
"Physical training, getting the right walk to pass as dancers, addicts, and other identities that are being passed out. Not too extensive," Irlis said.
"I assume we are already assigned to our teams," a younger Asari said.
"Yes, if you check your data tablets, your assignment should be under your alias," Irlis said and the group began to check. Jane looked down and read.
Operative: Shepard, Jane
Alias: Elaina Berger
Team: Omega
Jane began to look over the plan for Omega Team and she frowned. Two Asari and herself would situate themselves into Afterlife as dancers, keeping to the areas where Bakau and his men liked to frequent. They would room together while a Salarian-Turian team would be backup and live alone. Jane stated at the assignment again. A dancer at Afterlife...it must be a joke but then Jane realized, she had a second week of physical training after she developed the history of Elaina Berger. She could only assume that meant a week of dance lessons. Her first thought was that John would laugh his lungs out if he heard she was tapped for a mission where she was going to have to be an exotic dancer. Greif gripped her and she fought the tears as she realized that wasn't going to happen.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 2nd, 2183 CE
Location: Classified
Jane stared at herself in the mirror. She tugged on the jet black hair hanging in her face. A long-term temporary tattoo covered half her face hiding her rather well known scar. Her hair was laden with extensions, styled, and dyed, she looked different. The coloration of her skin was darker thanks to a lotion supplied by one of the Salarians. Jane almost didn't recognize herself, luckily she wasn't the only one. Both her Asari teammates had been put through the coloration alteration and one of them had to have her facial markings added onto.
"Looking good Elaina ," Tela said and Jane shook her head.
"Well, Jalik knows how to work pigment augmentation," Jane said and Tela chuckled.
"He's a clever one," Tela stated. "You going to entertain us with your dancing again?"
"Watch it, Hearane," Jane shot back using Tela's cover name. "I've been practicing."
"I can't wait to see this," Tela laughed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 7th, 2183 CE
Location: Afterlife, Omega
The team of five were dressed in clothing that kept them mostly unnoticed as they crossed the club flanked by two of Aria's men. They walked up to the sitting area.
"So, here you are," Aria said as she looked over them. "Your boss does good work."
"She says the same about you," Tela commented and Aria nodded.
"You know the plan, you can play your game but you leave my people alone," she stated. "And if your boss didn't tell you, there is only one rule on Omega. Don't fuck with Aria."
"Was not planning on it," Kavic stated and she chuckled.
"Good, let me see my newest dancers," Aria ordered and Jane noticed the Batarian guards. She felt ill as she unzipped her jacket, letting it slide down her arms slowly. Tela and Nireen were doing the same thing. The Salarian and the Turian were grabbed by guards and brought away, probably being given their room assignments. Jane didn't focus on that as she bent in half, loosening her shoes with her legs straight and her face almost touching her shins. The boots she was wearing unhooked and Jane slowly got up and as she stood she pulled the zipper on her dress down from under her chin. Her dress opened to reveal a classic, sleazy dancer outfit. Tela and Nireen were both stripping down to their dancing outfits. Jane activated her biotics, making her look like she was underwater as she began to dance to the beat. Tela and Nireen began to dance together as only Asari could seem to do. "Not bad, nice trick, human. What's your name?"
"Elaina ...Elaina Berger," Jane said and Aria nodded.
"Well, you three will have to work your way up, you're starting downstairs, collect your things and Grizz will show you where to stow it," Aria instructed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 22nd, 2184 CE
Location: Harrot's, Omega
Jane looked at Harrot's goods, her fingers playing over items like she was looking to purchase. She dropped the OSD behind a box before heading out. She saw Kavic approaching in his usual, Turian-scumbag outfit. He fingered the box as Jane headed out. Tela waved at Jane and Jane quickly ran up to Tela. The information was off to the Maw Taskforce headquarters. Jane was watching the crowd when for a moment she thought she saw Liara in the crowd. The shape of the face, the coloration, being around Asari as much as she was, there was no way Jane could mistake that face. She was about to follow when someone slipped a hand around her waist.
"You look so cute when you're window shopping," Tela giggled, the arm around Jane's waist giving a slight squeeze.
"You Asari as so grabby," Jane giggled back, flicking her long hair, she tried to see where Liara went but Tela squeezed her. Jane looked at her partner. Tela nodded, her eyes flickering to where a collection of Maws were looking at them. The Afterlife Spectre dancers were becoming a favorite of Bakau's ever since Nireen had given him a lap dance.
"You know you love it when we brush barriers," Tela whispered.
"You just want me because you know I only sleep with humans," Jane replied and Tela actually laughed.
"Xenophobe," she accused, pushing Jane away so she could keep a hand near her hip, just in case the Maws got too friendly.
"This up in Alliance failures. The missing members of the crew of the SSV Normandy have finally been declared killed in action. Most notably the first human male Spectre, John Shepard," the Batarian reporter said over the PA system news feed and Jane kept walking.
"You ever want to talk," Tela commented quietly and Jane shook her head.
"I already knew," Jane said. "They had the vital readings from the last few moments."
"Still, it never hurts to drink till you don't feel anything," Tela chuckled and Jane shook her head.
"Rather keep my head in the game, but thanks, Hearane," Jane said and Tela nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 25th, 2184 CE
Location: Afterlife, Omega
Jane was dancing for Bakau and his top Maws, her body undulating for the music like he enjoyed.
"Do the light show," he barked and Jane gave him a wink, her omni-tool beeping as the Maws tipped her. Jane wrapped around the pole and sent her biotics flickering over her skin.
"You humans are so close to Asari, just with less of the commitment," Bakau laughed.
"They can be just as flexible," one of the henchmen purred and Jane caught a look at the time. Across space at this moment each team was closing in on Maw strongholds. She counted down and as she twirled around the pole a pistol dropped into her hand as Tela and Nireen dropped from the ceiling in full armor. Jane brought up her barrier as the three began to shoot from the stage. The Krogan jerked as they were hit again and again. Kavic and Malall kicked open the door and began shooting from the side. The firing continued for a minute at least before the Spectres stopped. Jane stayed back as Kavic began shooting each corpse in the head and spine.
"That is one big, orange puddle," Jane stated and Nireen nodded.
"Let's get out of here," Tela stated.
"Let me get changed first," Jane replied as she headed toward the dressing room.
"Are you sure, I rather like that outfit," Malall stated.
"Seriously, Salarians like humans?" Jane asked and Malall grinned.
"Some do," he said with a wink and Jane chuckled as she continued to go and change.
~*TF*~
On a ship back to Citadel space, Jane stepped out of her shower. Special soaps had been provided that removed the facial tattoo, the hair dye, and the skin discoloration. Jane looked at her face, running her fingers through her hair, it was longer, but normal for her, she would need a trim once she got back to the Citadel.
"I never thought that damn tattoo would come off," Jane muttered to herself as she stared at her reflection. She got dressed in casual clothes before beginning her calls. The first was to David Anderson.
"Shepard, good to see you. The report on the Maw Taskforce shows that you managed to decimate the gang. Their red sand production sites have been destroyed and their surgeons have all been either arrested or eliminated," he said and Jane nodded. "But that's not what you were calling me about."
"Did they recover John?" Jane asked and David shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Jane. The Normandy has been lost, by the time search ships got there, all evidence was lost to space," he said and Jane nodded. "I have been in contact with Mindoir, they wish to hold his memorial." Jane blinked, she honestly could not remember the last time she had been home.
"That would be the best place for it," Jane said.
"Most of the arrangements have been put together, they are waiting for your approval to begin and to set the date," David said and Jane nodded.
"If you could let them know, I plan to debrief and then..." Jane paused.
"I will put everything in motion. I will see you at the debriefing," he said.
"Thank you, Councilor," Jane said.
"I think you have earned the right to call me David," he said and Jane smiled.
"Thank you, David," she said. After the call ended she took a moment to gather herself. Then she made her next call, to Kaidan.
"Jane..." he said as he appeared on the screen. His eyes were dark and he looked tired.
"Am I calling you at a bad time?" Jane asked and he shook his head.
"Just had a migraine today," he said as he looked at her. He was naked from the waist up and Jane wanted to feel him. To wrap around him and let the world fall apart. She would be fine as long as she had Kaidan. "How have you been?"
"Successful, we completed our mission. We've saved a lot of people," Jane said and Kaidan stared at her. "It made it easier."
"When are you getting back to Alliance space?" Kaidan asked and Jane looked down.
"I have to debrief with the Council and the taskforce, by the time I finish I will be heading to Mindoir...I...we...there will be a memorial...for John," Jane said and looked at Kaidan. He looked stricken. "Will you be there? For me?" Kaidan looked at her.
"I...send me the date, the time...I'll do my best to be there," he said and Jane was relieved, she could make it if Kaidan was there. "How are you doing?"
"It was easy on the mission," Jane said. "I was so busy trying to be someone else, I didn't have time to think about it too long. Being off of it...having to plan...it makes it all real again."
"I'm sorry, Jane," Kaidan said.
"It's not your fault, Kaidan, it’s the fault of whoever attacked the Normandy," Jane said.
"I should have made him come with us," Kaidan said and Jane shook her head.
"There was no way you could have forced John to do anything. I know that," Jane said. For a moment an awkward silence fell between them. "I love you, Kaidan."
"I love you too, Jane," Kaidan said.
"I have to make a few more calls, I'm just glad...glad that I heard your voice," she said and he looked at her. "Feel better."
Some calls went through others did not. Garrus was able to pick up, he agreed to be on Mindoir. Wrex was taking over his tribe in Tuchunka but he would try and make it to the service, if he got the Urdnots under control before he left. Tali was out of range for immediate contact, Ash was on a mission, and Joker was out of reach. Then she made the hardest call yet.
"Ah Jane, you're done with your mission I take it," Liara said when the comm window opened and Jane nodded.
"A success, we saved a lot of lives from a lot of bad people," Jane said and Liara nodded.
"As I would expect from a Shepard," she said.
"When did you set up on Illium?" Jane asked and Liara looked to the side.
"I've started a new profession, but enough about me. How long have you been back?" Liara asked and Jane missed the shift in conversation.
"I'm on route to the Citadel from the location," Jane said and Liara blinked.
"Why are you contacting me?" she asked and Jane was a little stunned by Liara's cold shoulder.
"I'm setting up John's memorial," Jane said. "I'd like you to be there." Liara stared at her.
"You retrieved his body?" she asked carefully.
"No...search teams found nothing," Jane said.
"Then, I won't go," Liara said dismissively and Jane paused.
"You won't go..." Jane was stunned. "Why?"
"Because until you bury a body, John Shepard will not be dead to me," Liara said and Jane stared.
"Liara..." Jane stared.
"I am very busy, Commander," Liara dismissed.
"I thought you loved my brother!" Jane hissed.
"As I thought you did as well," Liara retorted and Jane was aghast.
"Never accuse me of not loving my brother, T'Soni. My brother was my whole world. His death is not up for debate," Jane said and Liara looked at her.
"Then you should be sure of his death before burying him. I'm sorry but I must go," Liara stated and cut the connection. Jane stared at the screen, her biotics flicking from rage. She wanted to hit something. Hard.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 1st, 2184 CE
Location: Karpyshyn, Mindoir
Jane was miserable. She sat in dress uniform on the dais before the very large, conspicuous object under a sheet. For the life of her, Jane could not figure out what the statue beneath the sheet was, but it was big and not human shaped. A Mindoir politician was giving a speech about John, the fourth one, and then Jane's turn was up. Kaidan, Joker, Wrex, Ash, and Garrus sat in the front row. Dr. Chakwas was in the third, various crew members from the Normandy were in the others. The Council was on the other side of the podium. The man finished and eyes moved to Jane. She walked up to the podium and took a breath.
"A little known fact is that my parents were not expecting twins until the third trimester. John's heartbeat was so strong that it hid my second beat. I am convinced John's heart was his strongest organ. He was so fearless and strong. My earliest memories were of John, holding my hand, leading me on adventures, and sharing a bed in our prefab unit before the farm was built. One of the most well hidden facts is that John was going to be a farmer, he was a born colonist. Mindoir was his dream, he even proposed to his girlfriend at sixteen." Jane smiled at the memory of telling John off.
"It seems so strange for a galactic hero to have his original dream to spend his life on one planet without leaving. I don't think he ever thought he was going to end up a hero. His heart was originally set on Mindoir but after the attack, he dedicated his heart to protecting others. He was strong enough so he was going to fight for those who could not," Jane said. "John's heart grew stronger as we grew older. He cared about his men, he cared about his missions, and he cared about making the galaxy a better place." Jane stopped as the tears welled. She took a breath.
"John died doing what he did best, following his heart. He was making sure his crew was safe because he loved our crew. My brother would not want people making him into a martyr, he would want them making him into a role model. A true leader does not leave men behind, a true leader saves those he cares about, a true leader does what must be done. John is...was...the best example of a leader. I can only hope I live up to his memory," Jane finished and sat down. A much shorter speech, but many seemed to approve. The mayor of the city approached the podium.
"In honor of John Shepard, we have made a memorial for the most important colonists to come from Mindoir," he said and the sheet was removed. Jane was horrified but kept her face still. The reason the statue had not looked human was because it was two humans. John and Jane stood in marble form, back to back, John holding an assault rifle on an invisible enemy while Jane held a sniper rifle, gazing into the scope just far enough away to be inaccurate, but close enough that it was clear the positioning was to keep her face recognizable. In front of each of their feet was a box. "This statue is a memorial for both our heroes. John Shepard faces to the East, towards Meer, the birthplace of Mindoir, his tomb waiting for the day we find his remains to house him. Jane Shepard faces to the West, towards Hale, the gateway to Mindoir. This statue recognizes the first human Spectres and their home, Mindoir." The man droned on as Jane looked at her face and then at John's. A memorial that would act like a burial plot. The thought was kind but it disturbed Jane that her grave was already waiting for her. John's sarcophagus lay empty, hoping for a body to house, Jane's was ready for her. She felt ill as the assembled people began to clap, at least her companions from the Normandy seemed to detect her disturbed mood.
~*TF*~
The farm was much like it was when they lived on Mindoir. Jane had only come back a handful of times. The folks who rented the property had set up a prefab on the other side from the Shepard house. They maintained the house so it looked clean. Jane walked through the living room, aware that select visitors were coming, most of the surviving Normandy crew was shipping off, but her closest friends were going to be there soon. She had opened all the windows first, letting the fresh air fill the house with scents of Mindoir's spring. She looked at the mantle. They hadn't had the heart to change it when they had first returned after the attack. Holos of John and Jane showed them in various ages. Jane moved to stare at them.
Infant John was wrapped protectively around her infant self. A teenage John was holding up his fish and glaring at the larger one Jane was displaying. Showing off their licenses when they were old enough. The two of them hanging in a tree by their knees, bellies exposed as they giggled and pointed at the camera. The last was one Jane felt her heart break a little over. John must have brought it home...their N7 graduation. They had ended up pinning their N7 pins onto each other since they had no one else to do so. Their team had laughed but it was a good memory.
"Knock knock," Garrus' flange called and Jane wiped her eyes before turning.
"Welcome, come in," Jane said as she turned to watch them open the door. Wrex and Garrus were the first ones in. The Krogan quick to study the room while Garrus approached.
"It was an...interesting memorial," he said.
"Talk about being morbid," Ash hissed.
"The statue looked nice," Joker attempted and Jane shook her head.
"I wish they told me about that," Jane said as Ash approached and hugged her. Jane sighed.
"I am sorry, Shep," Ash said and Jane nodded.
"I still can't believe he's gone," Jane said.
"Where's Liara?" Joker asked and Jane glared at the floor.
"She informed me that unless John's body is found, she does not accept his death, so I would say she is well into denial," Jane stated.
"Oh," Joker stated before moving to look around. Kaidan approached but he said nothing. Jane reached for him and he took her hand but he was stiff.
"I heard Spectres wiped out the Maws in a big covert mission. Shepard, did you hear anything about that?" Wrex asked and Jane fought a smile at the former mercenary's prodding.
"Sounds like your kind of party, Wrex," Jane said and he chuckled.
"So this is where the Shepard twins grew up...I don't know, I was expecting more guns and less...what are those animals out there?" Garrus asked and Jane nodded.
"Those are Hornchins. Mom and Dad came here independently, they met on Mindoir. They ended up starting off with a prefab unit, once they had the funds, they built this house," Jane said.
"Oh my God, look at you!" Ash laughed as she looked at the mantle. "You guys were always together." Jane nodded.
"They let you pin your N7 pins on each other?" Joker asked and Jane smiled.
"We didn't have anyone else," Jane explained.
"When was the last time you came home?" Garrus asked and Jane looked at the N7 holo.
"Before that was taken. John wanted to settle down here...he shouldn't have reenlisted. Idiot," Jane said.
"What do you mean?" Joker asked.
"John wanted this farm. Before the attack he was planning on staying here for life. He didn't know about my biotics. He should have stayed here, married some colonist girl..." Jane sighed.
"He stayed because he wouldn't settle down until you did," Kaidan said and Jane nodded.
"I know..." she said, a pang of guilt tugged at her heart and she wondered if she was the reason John hadn't returned to the farm.
"I brought some ryncol," Wrex said.
"Some days, I'm very glad to be dextro," Garrus stated. "I'll drink my own." Jane collected glasses and sat them on the table.
"Too bad Chakwas had to ship out," Joker muttered.
"To Shepard, he could charge almost as good as a Krogan," Wrex said.
"To John, may he be driving his mako over clouds in human heaven," Garrus said.
"To the Commander, who saved each of us," Ash added.
"To the Commander, who put others first," Kaidan said.
"To the Commander," Joker said.
"To my older brother..." Jane said, fighting the tremble in her voice. "...by fourteen minutes. Tell Mom and Dad, I've got the farm." Their glasses hit and they drank. And then all but Wrex and Garrus were gagging.
Most of the group left a few hours later after some more drinks, Kaidan remaining as Jane cleaned the dishes before joining him on the couch. She curled up against his side but he was still stiff. Jane wanted to cling to him, instead she touched his shoulder.
"What's up with you?" Jane asked. Kaidan pulled back and looked at her.
"Jane, how can you do this?" he asked and Jane sat back and stared at him.
"Do what?" she asked.
"Embrace me," he said, he was looking at her hands, not her eyes. Pain hit Jane's heart, his curt behavior lately, his stiffness, he was so distant, oh God, not now.
"Kaidan...I love you," Jane said and he got up, running a hand through his hair.
"It's my fault, Jane," Kaidan said and Jane got up and caught his shoulder.
"Kaidan, you couldn't do anything...no one could have stopped this," Jane said and he pulled away.
"I knew I should have grabbed him and dragged him in to the pod," Kaidan said. "I might as well have killed him myself. My inaction caused this."
"That's not true, Kaidan, no one could have made John do anything he didn't have his mind set on," Jane said and Kaidan looked her in the eyes. He was in agony and Jane wondered if she was mirroring his expression.
"You could have. You could have made sure he got on the pod. I should have used your name to bring him with me. Guilted him into leaving for you," Kaidan said, his hand lifted like he wanted to touch her but he paused, guilt filling his eyes. His head dropped and Jane felt her heart break a little more. She couldn't assume she could have stopped John for going after Joker. They both adored the pilot, saving him would have been both their priorities, hell, she probably would have done the same damn thing in John's place.
"That wouldn't have stopped him. Hell, Liara was in the pod, if she wasn't enough motivation to leave, then I couldn't be either," Jane said and Kaidan looked at her.
"I failed you either way, Jane. I didn't save him and I couldn't help you in anyway," he said.
"I was in deep cover, Kaidan," Jane started and he stopped her with a look.
"You don't deserve a failure like me," he said and for a moment Jane wanted to grab him, to demand he stay, but he was clearly broken up about it. She had no right to try and guilt him into staying with her.
"What are you saying, Kaidan," Jane asked, wanting him to put it in words. The pain was back, almost as bad as losing John.
"You deserve someone better than me and I'm letting you free to find them," he said. "I'm sorry I failed you." He headed to the door. Jane stared at it long after he closed it behind him.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 15th, 2184 CE
Location: Port Lerama, Hetiana
"Thank you so much for coming, Commander!" the Asari scientist said with a wide grin as she approached the dock Jane was walking down. "I've been looking forward to meeting you for weeks."
"Irlis is a fine Spectre, when she asked, I decided to hear you out," Jane said and the Asari grinned before offering her hand.
"Doctor Trazia Selessi, a pleasure," the Asari said. Jane guessed her age to put her in the matron stage.
"Nice to meet you, Dr. Selessi," Jane said as they shook hands.
"When Dr. T'soni told us that you were capable of understanding Prothean we knew we needed your help," Trazia said and Jane nearly froze.
"Liara told you about me?" Jane asked and Trazia did freeze.
"I'm sorry, I've been told you had a falling out with Dr. T'soni, but I really need your help Commander!" Trazia said and Jane could see the panic on the doctor's face. Jane paused. Was it fair for her to take out her displeasure of Liara on the poor doctor who just needed Jane's help? John wouldn't approve.
"Don't worry, Dr. Selessi, it is a private matter between myself and Dr. T'soni," Jane said and the Asari looked relieved.
"Thank the Goddess, I was worried that you wouldn't help me and I need someone to do so desperately," Trazia said.
"I don't know what to tell you. A Prothean beacon scarred my brain, but I can understand them and their writing for the most part now," Jane said and Trazia nodded.
"That was what T'soni said. This way," she said as she opened a door with a code. Jane was amazed by the collection of beacons. "Now, for the older beacons, I believe they may be instructional markers for the Citadel..."
~*TF*~
Jane let the twentieth beacon lift her up. Again she was presented a message, this time it was a troop command.
"Combat instructions," Jane said as she dropped back to the ground and Trazia wrote down frantically. "They were at war with...something. The enemy looked large, dangerous, not like Krogan in appearance, but ferocity levels were about right."
"Hmmm, do you think it was an uplifting gone wrong?" she asked and Jane shook her head.
"More like a bad first contact, but unlike with humans, once communication was made, there were no peace talks, just more insistent fighting. I got the impression of cutting off their satellites and colonies in system," Jane said and Trazia nodded.
"Even though these contain so little information, what you have supplied me with in just a few hours is more than I've discovered on my own in a century. Thank you, Commander," she said and Jane nodded.
"I'm glad to help," she said, maybe the Protheans would have something about the Reapers...it couldn't just be two beacons and Ilos.
"Would it be possible for some of my fellows and myself to contact you for your help?" Trazia asked and Jane smiled.
"As long as I'm not on mission, I wouldn't mind being of help for historians like yourself," Jane said and Trazia beamed like a child told she was getting a puppy.
"Oh thank you, Commander," she said and Jane nodded.
"Since we may be meeting more often, call me Jane," Jane said and Trazia grinned.
"Trazi," she said and the two smiled before moving on to the next beacon.
Jane left the next day with the contact information with nearly fifty Prothean experts in her omni-tool. She would need to set strict rules about borrowing her for translation projects.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 11th, 2184 CE
Location: Temporary Housing, Citadel
Jane sat in the hotel room, since her return from her deep cover mission she had completed one other Spectre mission, three Prothean consults, and two Alliance missions, one Mindoir Review and the other a combat mission with Batarian slavers. The Alliance spoke of promotion while the Council spoke of more missions. Jane had almost missed the date, if Anderson hadn't made a comment to her, she never would have realized it was the eleventh. Messages from friends and companions pinged on her omni-tool but she didn't respond. A glass of vodka sat on the table next to her, she was drinking from it as she watched traffic crawl along the ward. She stared at her omni-tool for a moment before opening the recorder.
"Happy Birthday, John, and Happy Birthday to me...it's my first one alone. Not that we were able to get together for many of them since Mindoir, but it's the first one I won't hear your voice bragging about being older. I miss you John. A lot has happened in the time since you died. I've gone up the ranks in the Spectre world. Nothing quite as impressive as taking out Saren and stopping Sovereign, but good work, David's been keeping me busy on both Spectre and Alliance fronts. Guess having two of us was more useful than just one.
"Hackett keeps trying to get me in Fifth Fleet, but I've manage to dodge him so far. I don't want to be with Fifth...it reminds me of Elysium and the Battle of the Citadel. Both battles remind me of you. I keep thinking that if I go to places where I've found you...that you'll be there. The farm, the forest where we fought those slavers, Elysium, Eden Prime...like it's a big game of Hide and Go Seek. I just haven't found you yet. That's the worse part of a space death. Bodies go floating off...never to be found. Liara doesn't help. She won't accept you are gone until your death is verified. It makes me wish I was like her... I want to believe I'll find you. Hiding someplace. Olly Olly Oxen Free, John. Where are you?" Jane paused.
"I miss you. I miss you so much and today brought it in hard. You were home to me, John. I know how the Quarians feel now. Searching for a home they can never find. It's a horrible feeling, but I can't give in to it. Some days though. I just want to give in and wallow in the sorrow. I keep busy. I plan to sign up for everything they let me and then some, make sure to keep me at the top of their lists. I felt like the world ended when that call did, John.
"The thing I worry about most is..." Jane felt the tears. "...were you calling out for me when you died, John? Were you scared? Did it hurt? Did you suffer? Could I have saved you? I don't think I will ever forgive myself for not being there. It's a heavy burden still being alive...knowing that now, I need to make the most of it. I have to live twice as much now. I cannot give in." Jane stared into the recording lens.
"I make a solemn vow to you, John that I will not give up. I will keep going. I will keep fighting. No matter what situation I am in, from now until my last breath. I will fight until I have nothing left and then, I'll fight some more to come out of every conflict I'm in, to live because you didn't get to. I will keep going...I promise you," Jane said before turning off the recording. She would start keeping logs, for John.
~*TF*~
Several hours later, her door buzzed and Jane blinked as she got up. She was in her civilian clothes still and grabbed her pistol as she approached the door. John would have called her paranoid, but she didn't trust anyone lately, not since Kaidan walked out. "Who is it?"
"Just your friendly neighborhood C-Sec officer checking in on his favorite Alliance Commander slash Spectre," Garrus' voice called out. Jane blinked, she had finished the vodka and was working on a bottle of wine.
"Garrus?" she asked, it was a pretty stupid question.
"Wait, are you hanging around with other C-Sec officers?" he asked, playing a hurt tone, and Jane blinked dumbly before opening the door. He grinned at her and held out a box. "Dr. Michel swears that this is the best thing to get for a woman's birthday. She said chocolate was the safe way to go." Jane took the box, it was from a bakery down the street.
"What is it?" Jane slurred.
"Are you drunk, Shepard?" Garrus asked, looking at the table. Jane followed his eyes to the remains of her dinner. The minibar was empty, the bottle of wine was standing like a mother goose with a flock of tiny liquor bottle babies. Perhaps she had gone overboard.
"Yes," Jane said as she opened the box. A tiny one serving cake was inside with a picture of a sniper rifle in frosting on top. Alliance blue frosting.
"Hell of a way to spend your birthday if you ask me," Garrus commented.
"Well, I did meet with the Council too," Jane said and he blinked.
"So I heard," Garrus stated. "How have you been?"
"Garrus, not right now," Jane said and Garrus gave her a look.
"Tali says you haven't contacted her, Ash is worried, Kaidan won't return my calls, Joker seems to have vanished, and Liara won't talk about John at all," he said. "What's going on, Shepard?" Jane gave him a look.
"They called off the Reaper investigation, Garrus," Jane said. "The Council's birthday present to me is to stop looking for the biggest threat to the galaxy." Garrus froze.
"Well...that's a mistake," he said.
"Anderson is fighting, but the other three are just pretending like what John and I worked so hard to prove was just a fluke," Jane sighed. "I'm sorry, Garrus, I'm just in no state to talk about this..." Garrus stared at Jane a moment.
"If you ever need to talk, you know where to find me," he said and Jane chuckled.
"I don't know if I'll ever want to talk about this," she said.
"Still, Happy Birthday, Shepard," Garrus said before leaving. Jane looked at the cake.
The next morning when Jane actually got to eating after her hangover, the cake was quite good.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 14th, 2184 CE
Location: Spectre Training Facility, Citadel
"Welcome to the Spectre Hand to Hand Combat Training," the female Turian in the front of the training room greeted the forty Spectres in the room. Jane was near the front of the group. She had been sent the invitation by Tela who was in the back with a couple other Asari. "For those that don't know me, I'm Naena Sansis, I'll be leading this training. This was designed especially for our biotic Spectres since many times biotics tend to get a bit lazy." Jane did not care for that attitude.
"This training will take about eight days and by the end it will leave you with a few tricks to help you biotics prove your worth in the hand to hand arena. To begin I would like to introduce you to my two assistants," Naena looked at the back door. "Come in, boys." Two massive Krogan entered the training hall. "These are my students Padrak and Narloc of Clan Honak. They are twin brothers and two of the toughest sons of bitches I've ever fought against."
~*TF*~
Jane was in the ring with Padrak. He was grinning as he looked at her. The twins were identical except for their scars. Both had an almost lilac color to their natural body armor with a gray tone to their skin, but both had the most amazing teal colored eyes. They were both covered in scars, Padrak had one on his chin that looked like a gunshot with a nasty looking pair of slashes over his throat. How he survived, Jane almost didn't want to know.
"You're that human Spectre," he purred and Jane nodded as she looked at him.
"I hear you're a decent biotic," he stated and Jane nodded again. "Let's see how well you dodge!" He roared as he charged her. It was a move she saw from John. With a practiced throw, Jane threw herself into the air. The Krogan blinked as she flipped and landed on his hump. She quickly caught a hand hold on his armor. She aimed an elbow at his neck and was pleased when she made contact, but it wasn't strong enough as Padrak began to shake.
"Get off of me, pyjak!" he roared as he began to twist trying to shake Jane. She desperately held onto his armor, attempting to kick his back. Her feet grazing hard armor.
"You're not going to beat a Krogan doing that," Naena called from the spectator area. Jane struggled to keep on as Padrak began swearing. Jane was in a shit position and she knew it. She quickly lifted herself up, her hands nearly slipping, with a minor adjustment her legs were around Padrak's throat. She constricted as he clawed at her legs. It hurt, but it wasn't going to get her to let go. She kept one hand on his head plate and the other on his armor. Padrak thrashed for a moment before smacking her leg twice. Jane released and quickly dropped next to him. He glared at her a moment as he rubbed his neck.
"Not bad...for a human biotic," he stated and Naena nodded at Jane.
~*TF*~
"Congrats, Jane, you get to be in the advanced group," Tela grinned as they broke for dinner. Jane had been thrown around by Padrak for every demonstration he gave and she suspected it was because she was the only female who made him tag out. One Salarian and two Turians were able to get him to tag out, but all three were male.
"Oh joy, personal training with Naena," Jane said and Tela nodded.
"She might be a tough old boot but she's known for being one of the best hand to hand combatants in the Spectres. She's received accolades for honor and valor from both Palaven and the Council," Tela stated and Jane looked over at the Turian as she ate with the two Krogans.
"They are a weird bunch," Jane said and Tela nodded.
"Naena saved the two when they were children from a group of mercenaries. Their mother was kidnapped from a warlord's clan. They didn't realize she was pregnant and when the twins were born they realized they were never going to escape his wrath. They hid on the Citadel with the three captives. Naena was on a mission as a C-Sec officer, found the two in the mercenary stronghold. Got the three out, tracked down their father, brought them back to Tuchanka with their mother. She was awarded something from the clan. Twenty years later the two show up demanding to be her right and left hands," Tela stated and Jane stared at her.
"Are you serious?" she asked and Tela nodded.
"That was thirty years ago," Tela said. "Those two Krogan are still considered kids, but if they wanted to, they could be leading a clan, instead they are guarding their favorite Turian. I bet their father hates that."
"I am not looking forward to training with Naena," Jane said.
"She's a bitch to fight, but when she's done with you, you'll be back for another one of her training sessions. She doesn't do as much Spectre work since her grandchildren were born, but she comes to the Citadel rather regularly to do trainings," Tela said.
By the end of the week, Jane was a believer in Naena.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 22nd, 2184 CE
Location: In Transit
"Well John, I just got a call today," Jane said as she sipped her seven and seven. "You bought a house...on Earth. Somehow I should have known you would do something so impulsive on our shore leave on Earth and never mention it to me." She sat back and looked at the recorder.
"I decided to keep it. I don't know why, I'm never going to live there. I used some of your shares of the mining rights we got from your mineral tags during the Saren mission to pay the contractors who were fixing up your initial repairs.
"They're going to renovate it completely now that the structural damage has been fixed. Your house will have a new roof, including the latest solar panels, fresh anti-weathering siding, and the newest appliances with the best consumer ratings. I hope you don't mind that I chose your interior, Alliance and Asari blues...because that is what you would have chosen. Once they are done I might furnish it...I might not. I don't know yet. It is going to take a while since you had to live in the middle of nowhere. The contractors were just thankful you had coordinates in your directions.
"It made me both smile and sad," Jane said as she put her drink down to look in the recorder. "You doing something impulsive and me standing back to watch your back...how many more of these surprises are left now, John?" She shut down the entry and headed to bed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 30th, 2184 CE
Location: Gilroy, Fehl Prime
Jane got out of the transport, a line of marines stood waiting for her. The officer approached in a wheelchair.
"Commander Shepard?" he asked and Jane nodded.
"Captain Toni?" she replied and he nodded. She saluted and he chuckled.
"Welcome to Fehl Prime," he said and Jane quickly began looking around.
"Not too much damage from the Blood Pack," Jane said.
"The main structure was barely hit, we lost several good men and women on the defensive," Toni said and Jane nodded.
"My apologizes, I was surveying the physical damage to the colony," she said and he waved a hand.
"This is my crew, we managed to take the Blood Pack down," Toni said. Jane looked at the marines, saluting them. They returned the salute. Six of them stood at attention. A tall man with a scar on his face, a shorter man with glasses, a woman with dark hair, a tall man with blond hair, a pale man with dark hair, and a huge mountain of a man that had his hair up in a faux hawk. Jane paused on him, on his chest was an emblem. The Forever Normandy symbol stared back at her. She had had the emblem made to support a charity, it had taken some of the mining rights. The mining rights could keep Jane set for life, but she let them grow in their accounts, giving some up here and there. The Forever Normandy fund helped the families of those who had died in the Normandy attack, Jane didn't need it so she made sure the losts' families were taken care of. Her eyes lingered on it for a moment before she turned to look at the colony.
"Do you have a projector to show me how the attack occurred?" Jane asked and Toni nodded.
"This way," he said.
~*TF*~
Jane studied the attack reports before she approached the marines in the next room.
"Alright marines, do you know why I'm here?" Jane asked and they nodded.
"You're updating the Mindoir Review," the big one said and Jane nodded.
"Have you read it?" she asked, the big one, the one with glasses, and the woman nodded. "It is the leading guide for colony attack. It addresses the methods of attack on colonies. As it has been expanded it gives a guide for identifying mercenary groups and supplies recommended tactics for defending from them. The Blood Pack is a rising merc group, made up of mostly Krogans with Vorcha stock troops. They are well named."
"So you're looking to update tactics for the Mindoir Review," the blond summarized and Jane shook her head.
"Nothing is ever simple, I am also here to study the Blood Pack for both Alliance and Citadel sources and to start assessing their threat level," Jane explained and was surprised when several of them began to giggle. Jane stared at them a second. "I'm missing the joke."
"It's not that, ma'am," the big one said. She looked at him. "Lieutenant Vega, James Vega, ma'am. I quoted that before we were hit." Jane blinked, he flushed, a fan, on the plus side, he wasn't creepy like Conrad.
"Ah," Jane said. "Back to the point. The Blood Pack is rising up the ranks from a chaotic nuisance into a serious threat, knowing how they hit a colony is essential and will help the Mindoir Review keep colonists safe while analyzing the attack will give the Alliance and Citadel peacekeepers insight."
"How do we help?" the pale, dark hair man asked and Jane noted his sniper rifle.
"I'm going to interview you one-by-one over the next several days to learn what I need to learn about what you experienced. Once I'm done with you, I'll evaluate the colony, make recommendations on Fehl Prime's security, then I update the Mindoir Review and report on the Blood Pack to both Alliance and Citadel personnel," Jane said.
"Alone time with you Commander, sounds like fun," the blond said and Jane looked at him for a moment.
"How long did it take you to kill those Krogan?" Jane asked and they paused. "Because my record is twenty seconds." His face dropped and Jane kept her face stone cold. "One-on-one. We will begin tomorrow." She smirked once her back was completely to the uppity young marines. Sometimes being a legend in her own time had its amusements, they were few and far between, but she took her pleasure where she could these days.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 1st, 2184 CE
Location: Gilroy, Fehl Prime
The interviews were going well and Jane was rather impressed with the work of Delta Squad. She needed only to gather Lieutenant Vega and Captain Toni's reports and she was done with the interview process. Then it was on to analyzing the colony to see how to best build a basic defensive procedure. She was finishing her notes, Vega and Toni's interviews would probably have little effect on her recommendations, those would rely on her visual assessments. Jane headed out of her temporary office and entered the elevator.
"Hold that!" a voice called and Jane put out a hand to hold the door. Lieutenant Vega entered and paused before nodding. "Thanks, Lola."
"No problem," she said as she pressed the button to the ground floor before blinking. "Lola?"
"It's my thing, I give people nicknames, helps me remember them," he said and Jane was stunned. He needed help to remember her, was she mistaken for thinking he was a fan.
"Lola, huh?" she asked.
"You kind of look like a Lola," he said and Jane smirk in amusement. John would have loved to hear her called Lola. She kept her eyes forward but she studied James. The Lieutenant was a large man, based on the interviews, he had gone head to head with Archuk, a move that would have impressed John. Hell, John would have loved the man, it was clear James had the potential for joining the best, Jane wouldn't be surprised to learn he got tapped for N7...in fact, she might even start whispering in some of the right ears depending on what she learned from his interview tomorrow. James's actions on Fehl Prime were courageous, if in his next few years he demonstrated the leadership skills necessary, she would be more than willing to write him a recommendation letter.
"So, you're not getting us done today?" he asked and she shook her head as she looked up at him.
"No, you and your Captain are tomorrow and then I'll take a hoverbike around the colony to figure out the best defensive measures," Jane said.
"Hoverbike?" James asked and Jane nodded.
"Looking at holos and maps are nothing like looking at it in person," she explained, pulling up a map on her omni-tool and pointing at it to James. "You can tell me that that hill blocks the colony from view and that a sentry tower would fit perfectly behind it, but when I look at it, I might realize that it could serve better with an automated turrets instead of a sentry tower. Some things, you just have to look at with your eyes." They rode for a moment in silence.
"If you need help, Lola, don't hesitate to ask," he said and Jane smiled up at him. He was young and eager, she hoped time didn't take that from him.
"Don't worry about me, Vega, you're forgetting I'm a colony kid, I've ridden a hoverbike for the majority of my life. Best way to cover ground on a colony, plus the legal operation age is twelve. Farmers love having kids who can run to town," Jane said. She could remember racing with John on Mindoir, the smell of manure and the buzz of insects. Hoverbiking around a colony for the Mindoir Review always brought her an iota of peace. She realized James was studying her. "Besides, tomorrow I'll be asking you plenty, Vega, then the next week is dedicated to designing a personalized defense plan for Fehl Prime."
"Thanks, Lola," he said and Jane shook her head.
"Don't thank me, I have been gifted with the opportunity to use my past tragedy to do my best to prevent it from happening ever again," Jane said and he gave her an admiring look as the door opened. "Have a good afternoon, Vega."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 6nd, 2184 CE
Location: Gilroy, Fehl Prime
Jane handed the personalized report of her recommendations for colony defense to the leaders of Fehl Prime and they thanked her before she headed towards her rooms to pack. She would be heading off world and back into the fray. The Alliance had a lead on Balak and wanted her on an N7 special task force going after a Batarian slave ring. Jane had barked a laugh when she saw the list of codenames, if the N7 Special Ops squads were getting those designations she was going to lose it. Whoever came up with Fury, Destroyer, Demolisher, Paladin, Shadow, and Slayer clearly had a sense of humor. She was actually torn between hoping they kept those codename distinctions and praying that they went away. It was a tie really, but she would be the first Fury operative on an N7 Special Ops mission. Hopefully she would find Balak and remind him of the time she did not place a bullet between all four of his eyes before rectifying that mistake.
There was a knock at her door and she wasn't surprised to see Lieutenant Vega standing there.
"Can I help you, James?" she asked and he paused at the use of his proper name.
"Hey, Lola, I wanted to ask you a few things before you headed back out there," he said and Jane looked at him. "Could we...grab a drink or something?" Jane smirked at that, it sounded like he was asking her out. It would make John laugh for her to tease the young Lieutenant and she decided to do what her twin would have.
"You asking a superior officer out?" she asked and James blushed and she chuckled. "Come on, James, let's get some liquid courage in you so you can ask your questions." They headed out to the bar. Jane noticed a few of James's team in the corner as they took a booth near the back wall. Mason and Kamille were sitting at a table not quite making doe eyes but clearly showing interest in each other, while Essex and Milque were at the bar. Jane pretended not to notice the faces the two at the bar were making at James as he grabbed some beers. Kamille walked over and the two quickly calmed down.
"So what's on your mind?" Jane asked as she took her beer and took a sip. James eased into his side of the booth, looking bigger for the struggle into the tiny seat.
"So...how are you doing?" he asked and Jane paused for a moment.
"You're talking about losing John and the Normandy?" she replied and he nodded. She was a little impressed he had asked about her wellbeing. "I have had a rough career as you well know, James. I have the bad luck of being a survivor, Mindoir, Akuze, Eden Prime, the Normandy...I have been the only survivor and I have survived with a handful of my men. It tempers you. Your unit faced losses coming here. Your team survived but you were the only group that did. How are you handling that?" He blinked at her.
"I got my men out alive. I knew most of those that didn't make it. Good men and women. I guess, it feels distant, they weren't on our transport, there was no order I could make that would have changed anything," he said and Jane nodded.
"That's it," Jane said. "I analyze the situation and while I feel the pain, I know the truth. John died on the Normandy while I was on route to a Spectre mission. Not being on the Normandy will haunt me, but the reality of the situation is that even if I was on the Normandy, chances are good the two of us would have died instead of just John." Jane took a sip and James stared at her.
"You learn from it," he said and Jane nodded.
"For the most part, I can say with honesty, I have not been incompetent. Only a handful of men have suffered for mistakes in my orders because I make sure to learn from every mistake I encounter, mine or not," Jane said. "I lost my entire family to circumstances I had no control over. Mindoir and the Normandy were things I could do nothing about. In fact, I beat the odds by not dying from pure chance that my biotics decided to start flaring. I lost my team on Akuze not because of incompetence but because someone else was pulling shit."
"What?" James asked and Jane blinked.
"You've heard of that rogue group, Cerberus, right?" she asked and he nodded.
"They were studying thresher maws on Akuze, killed off the colony and my team in an experiment," she explained and he stared. "It's not classified information. Cerberus is now considered a human terrorist group, their activities that are certified and not currently under investigation anymore are documented on the Citadel terrorist watch list."
"My team didn't stand a chance against a collection of maws...ironically we now know that it was a breeding field, the maws eventually turned on each other, only one lives where the Akuze colony was," Jane said. "Nothing I could do would have changed Akuze unless we knew maws were on planet before we landed. My orders were good, but fighting maws is not like fighting soldiers."
"It's just...that's a heavy burden, Lola," James said and Jane nodded before locking eyes with him.
"That is the mantle of leadership, James. I ordered my soldiers on Eden Prime to do their jobs, I knew the chances were good we would face losses after our first skirmish with the Geth. But I still gave the orders so that the colony would suffer less. You have to be prepared to make the hard choices," Jane said and he stared at her.
"I read about some of the stuff you did on your mission to stop Saren. You spared the rachni, you kept the Ferros colonists from killing each other, and you chose to save the Council at the battle of the Citadel. How did you make those choices?" he asked and Jane blinked.
"I became an Alliance marine to save lives, so I always pick the choice that will save the most. Sparing the rachni worries me, they are massively strong opponents. If the Queen falls to the madness her ancestors held, she could restart a new Rachni war and it will be because of my mercy, but I could not, in good conscience, cause the extinction of a sentient species.
"With saving the Ferros colonists, I couldn't allow any more to die because of the situation. John and I were both certain about that. As for the Council. Humanity has not been warmly welcomed into Citadel space because of the First Contact War. We were scared and we caused problems, we needed to prove ourselves. I was the one who told the fleet to protect the Destiny Ascension, I am the one who gave the order that killed so many of our brothers and sisters because I knew, it would result in more Citadel species helping humans, aiding us, and trusting us. In the long run, the loss of our men and women on those ships...their lives are remembered by all Citadel races and there are many who have made it their mission to repay the sacrifice of those lost during the Battle of the Citadel," Jane said. "I did not make that decision lightly, Lieutenant, I just knew when it came down to it, the lives that would be saved by our cooperation with the Council would make up for our losses. I know Fifth Fleet well, I knew many of the men and women lost that day personally."
"How do you do it though?" James asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Because when the time comes, James, you will look at the men and women who trust you and follow you and you will know. It is not about the instant, it is about the long run. I am willing to lose the battle if it means that the war will be won by us," Jane said. "My life will not be lost easily but I am willing to lay it down if it means that those I protect do not need to face the opponents I intend to take down." He stared at her for a moment with such awe that Jane felt embarrassed, she was glad it was warm and she was a little flushed.
"Thank you, Lola," he said and Jane nodded.
"Glad to help, James," she said as she got up. "Do your best, Lieutenant Vega..." she stared to walk off before looking back at him with a slight smile. "My brother would have liked you. Probably would have tried to snake you out from Toni's command, that's why I was the one who does the Mindoir Review, I'm the better writer and I don't steal the talent. Fight well." Jane saluted him and he slipped out of his booth easier than he slipped in. He returned the salute and that was the last Jane saw of Delta Squad before she left the next morning.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 19th, 2184 CE
Location: Spectre Command, Citadel
"Jane, hold up!" Tela called and Jane paused in the hallway to look back at the Asari. She was in blue and white armor. "You on a mission?"
"No, I was just reporting in to see if there was anything on queue that needed a Spectre," Jane said and Tela nodded.
"I could use you for an assassination," she said and Jane blinked.
"What?" Jane asked.
"A Krogan leader. He's been causing trouble for the Asari. They've appealed to the Council for aid," Tela explained and Jane blinked.
"You're kidding me?" she said but Tela's face showed no hint of humor behind her eyes. "What's he been doing?"
"Kidnapping maiden Asari. Holding them at undisclosed locations. Sending pieces of them to their parents to encourage exorbitant spending on their return," Tela said and Jane's eyes widened before narrowing.
"How is he hiding them?" Jane asked and Tela's face darkened more.
"He kidnapped a collection of Salarians, they're routing his messages through so many relays that it's caught the attention of STG," Tela explained. "That's why it's falling to Spectres. I already have a former STG member joining us. You know Chirum Leolor?"
"By reputation alone," Jane said and Tela nodded. "I'm surprised they are working with this Krogan."
"Chirum talked to the Dalatrasses, apparently, he kidnapped three females being sent to a colony to increase genetic diversity," Tela said and Jane glared. "The ones doing the tech work are probably very desperate brothers."
"Have the Salarians been harmed?" Jane asked and Tela shook her head.
"He's not going to give them back, he needs them to keep up his Asari scam," she said.
"How bad is he?" Jane asked.
"One victim lost a whole arm before her family had the funds sufficient to return her. These girls are coming home broken, Jane," Tela said and Jane nodded.
"Rape?" she asked and Tela nodded.
"He uses Vorcha too," she said and Jane winced.
"Why me? I'm the most inexperienced in rescue missions," Jane said and Tela shook her head.
"He just returned a girl, she's mostly whole, only lost a couple toes, but she can still dance...if she ever stops clinging to her mother," Tela stated.
"If it's not a rescue, it's a straight up assassination?" Jane asked and Tela nodded. "How, you said you couldn't track him?"
"I can't, the families raised together a very hefty fund to pay the Shadow Broker," Tela said. "I've worked with him before so I was given the funds and told to buy the information. Chirum was more than willing to sign up, even convinced Aelaxos Lithos to join us."
"How many do you need?" Jane asked and Tela shook her head.
"Just the four of us," she said. "Chirum will rescue the Salarians. Aelaxos and you will create a distraction. I plan to put an end to this piece of trash," Tela stated and Jane nodded.
"What's his name?" Jane asked
"Ganar Rakok," Tela said.
"Where is he?" Jane asked and Tela smirked.
"Tuchanka," she replied and Jane shook her head.
"Suddenly my involvement is clear," Jane said. "Wrex is going to love me."
"He'll love what happens when you help take out the leader of Clan Ganar," Tela said and Jane shook her head again.
"I bet," she muttered.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 22nd, 2184 CE
Location: Urdnot Territory, Tuchanka
"Wrex," Jane said as she stood in front of her group of Spectres. Wrex smirked at her as he looked at Tela, then Chirum, and last Aelaxos.
"Shepard," he said and Jane smiled as she went up and shook his hand. "You look like you're here to cause trouble."
"We are," Jane said and he grinned.
"Can I help?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"Better you let the Spectres shake things up and then vanish into space again. I just wanted to ask you a few things about Clan Ganar," Jane said and Wrex spat at the ground.
"Worthless scavengers, they keep encroaching on our territory," he snarled and Jane looked back at Tela who shrugged.
"Good to know," Jane said and Wrex gave her a look.
"Try to spare the females," he said and Jane smiled.
"Done," she replied before she nodded at the other Spectres.
Earth Date: May 24th, 2184 CE
Location: Urdnot-Ganar Territory border, Tuchanka
Through the scope of her sniper rifle, Jane was watching a large group of Krogan wrestling outside of the Ganar stronghold. She was on a building within sight of the Urdnot territory and she was in Asari issue armor identical to Tela's. The goal was to have Jane create a diversion at the Urdnot border while Aelaxos created a distraction at the southern border. While the two were distracting the Ganar, Chirum and Tela would infiltrate the main hide-out. Tela ordered shoot to kill so Jane was carrying her sniper rifle, an assault weapon instead of a pistol, a Spectre issue combat blade, and, at Aelaxos's insistence, a ML-77 missile launcher which was heavy as all hell. She wasn't as proficient with the assault but her training with Naena had taught her plenty about guns in a Krogan fight. The training with Narloc had given her more than one trick with the combat blade that was similar to a kukri blade. The missile launcher was in case they scared up a thresher maw, something Jane really could live without.
"We are in position," Tela's voice spoke over the communicator. Jane chose her target carefully. It was an older male, he was bigger and meaner. She put the first round into his chest, taking out his second heart, the second round went into his eye, he jerked, and the third went into his neck. He dropped to the ground. The group of males paused and looked at the direction Jane was in. She stood up and turned to run. There were shouts.
"First hit," Jane said into her communicator.
"Affirmative," Aelaxos replied. There was an explosion across the territory. More shouts and cries. Jane quickly hid in a predetermined building and set up her rifle again. The group of males was closer to her original position, their shotguns were up. This time she took aim at the most aggressive male from the wrestling competition. He was big and clearly was taking the lead position. Jane caught him in the eye, neck, and midspine. He staggered and Jane put two in his chest. He dropped and the males were quick to turn to her directions. There was another large explosion and she took that opportunity to run. There were the sounds of yells. She kept heading for her third perch.
The distractions only took a few minutes and soon the entirety of Clan Ganar was out and on the hunt.
"Intrusion begun," Chirum stated. "Found targets. On route."
"Makes it sound easy," Aelaxos said and Jane chuckled.
"Salarians always do," she replied. A small group of Krogan were outside the small hole Jane was curled up in. "Explosion?"
"Surrounded," Aelaxos said.
"Remain hidden." Tela's voice ordered.
"Intrusion needs more time," Chirum said.
"Hold," Jane ordered before she pinged Wrex. "No names. What is that structure to the northeast of Ganar?"
"No names huh?" Wrex chuckled. "That is Clan Urdnot's keystone for the Rite of Passage."
"What is it used for?" Jane asked, hoping her annoyance at Wrex's short response was obvious in her voice.
"It is where young Krogan prove they are worthy of the clan," Wrex said.
"Could it draw curious onlookers if activated?" Jane asked and Wrex laughed.
"It would draw all sorts of onlookers. If you survive it, you would be considered part of Clan Urdnot," he said. Jane looked out of her hole. There were even more Ganar.
"Thanks," Jane said before switching. "Location of hostiles?"
"Most have moved to the northeastern border," Aelaxos said and Jane bit back a swear. They were after her.
"They spotted the armor," Tela's voice said.
"Need more time," Chirum stated.
"Targets?" Jane asked.
"Located," Tela said. "Need time. There's a barrier."
"Two. We can break it, but need time alone," Chirum said and Jane bit back a swear.
"They found a present. Didn't know Krogan could defuse that fast," Aelaxos said.
"May have recognized work," Chirum added.
"That would be bad," Aelaxos said. More Krogan were patrolling it was only going to take time.
"I have an idea," Jane said.
"That tone is not positive," Tela stated.
"Anyone know about Krogan Rites of Passage?" Jane asked and Aelaxos chuckled.
"You're going to thank me for that heavy," he said.
"If I make it," Jane muttered.
"Very true, odds of success are..." Chirum began.
"Going now," Jane stated as she quickly rolled out of her hiding spot and began to sprint towards the keystone. The sounds of angry Krogan broke out and Jane put on her strongest barrier. It was good timing as she was nearly knocked off her feet by a shotgun blast. The barrier held and she began to use the environment to her advantage. The keystone stood out and Jane turned to throw a large piece of rubble into the corner of a skeletal building. It collapsed behind her as she continued to run. It would buy her desperately needed time.
"They're moving," Aelaxos said.
"Keep watch," Tela ordered. "She's a big girl."
"Very brave or very stupid. Will decide based on outcome," Chirum stated and Jane wondered how far she could throw a Salarian as she ran up to the center of the keystone. A single button was lit.
"I think this is how you start it," Jane said.
"Not in your favor," Chirum added as the side of Jane's fist hit the button. The large pillar moved up as a Krogan recording played. Jane moved to cover, pulling her assault as the first Krogan rounded the corner. Jane began to shoot. She was certain she would be overwhelmed when wild Varren began to fill the field. Then both she and the Ganar had something more to worry about. The button turned green and Jane quickly hit it again before turning on the Ganar. They were pinned between Jane and the Varren. If a Varren was dumb enough to approach Jane she was quick to throw them at the Ganar Krogan. The pillar hit the ground again.
"You've got airborn!" Aelaxos cried and Jane looked up to see several massive insects flying towards her. "Damn Tuchanka and its massive bugs!"
"The fuck is that?" Jane gasped before they began to drop massive insects before flying off. "The fuck are those?"
"Harvesters. Symbiotic with Klixen. Gigantic insects. Similar to Rachni without intelligence most likely. Harvesters transport Klixen, Klixen kill prey, both share meal," Chirum stated as Jane watched one of the Klixen set fire to a Ganar Krogan.
"I hate this planet!" Jane cried as she began to fire on the Klixen. Her assault ran dry and she realized that she needed more ammo. She pulled a Krogan corpse to her and quickly pulled his clips from his body.
"Agreed," Aelaxos stated. A Klixen reared up and a Krogan shot it. Goo splattered Jane's helmet and for a desperate second Jane was blind. She didn't want to remove her helmet, but it was keep it and die or remove it and face the Krogan with her identity visible. She ripped the helmet off in time to see the Krogan pierced by a leg. She shot the Klixen and it dropped. She panted as she looked over the field with her assault rifle ready. It was quiet for a second before a Krogan stepped onto the arena. Jane drew her combat knife and ran at the single Krogan. His eyes widened as Jane ran up his chest, her knife slamming into the back of his crest. With a twist that Narloc had taught her, she separated the top of his skull from the rest as she used his chest to back flip. She landed on her feet as the Krogan staggered. His eyes rolled up as orange blood began to ooze down his face. He looked down at the top of his own skull as Jane gazed at the shiny perfect surface of his brain. He opened his mouth but his brain was already swelling from the trauma. A fatal wound for any Krogan and one that gave the victim time to realize slowly that he was dead on his feet. Jane sheathed the blade as several more Krogan approached. The leader looked at the one she had just killed before glaring at her.
"Human..." he growled as two more appeared, “You will pay for this." Jane glared at him before throwing the natural armor she carved from her Krogan at the green button, activating the keystone for a third time. "You fool!"
"Let's see if I have what it takes to be Urdnot," Jane said.
"She is suicidal," Chirum stated.
"You don't know her," Tela stated and there was a shot. "Target down."
"Clearing targets," Chirum replied as Jane used a stasis on the first Krogan before firing on the second and third. There were screams and a familiar roar. Jane's blood ran cold as the ground began to shudder in a way she knew all too well. Her stasis dropped and she quickly shot the Krogan four times in the chest, three times in the head, and threw him at the moving ground beyond the arena floor. Her comm pinged and she answered it.
"Shepard," Wrex purred.
"Wrex," Jane replied.
"You live through this and I'll buy your drinks whenever you're on Tuchanka," he said as Jane holstered her assault rifle before pulling the missile launcher off her back.
"Fuck that....you're making me an Urdnot," Jane said as she pulled it up as the thresher maw's head erupted from the ground.
"You sound certain you're going to live," he said.
"John would never let me live it down if I let a maw take me out," Jane stated before throwing a singularity at the maw's head as Wrex cut the comm connection. It roared before her warp hit, knocking the maw's head back. It roared at her and before it could even spit, Jane fired two missiles into its mouth. "Just die!" Jane ran across the field as the maw went underground. She watched the soil put up dust and as the maw broke surface again. Jane repeated the attack. When the maw went under again, she quickly dropped to one of the heavy ammunition caches nearby and found a live cell. She put it into the launcher. She quickly ducked behind a pillar before repeating. The maw was in poor shape as she did her fourth round. When the pair of missiles hit the maw's head it exploded and Jane panted as she dropped the missile launcher and pulled up her assault rifle. Ganar lay dead everywhere with more than a few Varren and Klixen. Jane switched her comm back to the Spectre team.
"So...I expect not to buy my own drinks at home base ever again," Jane stated.
“You took out a maw solo," Tela whispered.
"Targets clear by the way. Witnessed from dropship," Chirum stated. "Taking targets to safe zone."
"We should head home too," Tela stated and Jane saw a mako approaching.
"I got a ride," Jane said.
"Meet you at the rendezvous point," Aelaxos said. Jane turned off the comm as the mako approached and the door opened. Wrex got out laughing followed by several Krogan. Wrex smacked Jane on the arm and she gave him a look.
"Not bad, Shepard," he said and Jane looked around her at the dead Krogan, giant insects, Varren, and then at the giant maw.
"I think I exceeded not bad," she said and he grinned wider.
"True, but as is tradition, the ones who clear the keystone challenges are granted the name Urdnot," Wrex said as he held out a hand and Jane took his wrist. "Welcome to the Clan, Urdnot Shepard."
"Urdnot-Shepard Jane," Jane corrected and Wrex laughed.
Earth Date: May 25th, 2184 CE
Location: Clan Urdnot Territory, Tuchanka
"Where did all your Spectre friends run off to?" Wrex asked as Jane approached his throne to say goodbye.
"They headed home their separate ways," Jane said.
"Who's your ride?" Wrex asked and Jane looked up at the Alliance shuttle lowering down.
"Fifth Fleet sent a pick up," she said and Wrex nodded.
"You'll be talked about for generations," he said and Jane shot him a look.
"Does this mean I'll not only have bugs singing my praises but also Krogan?" she asked and he laughed.
"Well, you got an answer for everything," he said before he waved her over.
"What?" she asked.
"Got a gift for you," he said and Jane gave him a suspicious glare. "No Krogan fights alone, but I know you, Shepard. You're off on your own crusade against the galaxy. As crazy as your brother even if you don't charge as well." He headed to a room in the rubble behind them. "You need someone watching your back and since you don't like back talk. This should help." Wrex opened the door and a small blue and white streak ran at him. He caught it and lifted it up. A baby Varren snarled and growled. Jane stared at it before Wrex deposited it into her arms.
"This is a baby Varren," she stated as she held the struggling beast. It snapped at her and Jane caught its mouth with one hand and grasped it by the scruff of the neck by the other. It froze and its golden eyes rolled up to look at Jane.
"You have to train them young," Wrex said. "Look, it already likes you." The Varren pup looked up at Jane, relaxing into her grip. As she released the jaw with one hand, it lolled open its mouth. Jane knew she was done when its stumpy little tail began to wag.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 6th, 2184 CE
Location: Prothean Cultural Museum, Thessia
Jane rubbed her eyes as she stared at yet another report on the Prothean artifact she was studying. Her back was sore but it beat the injuries from training Blasto. The young Varren was taking to the military animal training like a champ, but was still slightly too affectionate, especially about sleeping in Jane's bunk with her.
She sat back and cracked her neck. A glance down at her omni-tool showed a missed call from Garrus. Jane considered calling back, but there was just too much to do at the Museum. She was getting a less than pleasant view of the Prothean race based on all of her help for the archeologists. So far several had called her a liar when she explained that she had found evidence that proved that any race that joined those at the Citadel were considered Prothean. The Protheans appeared to be imperialists, taking into themselves everyone but requiring all fall under their mantle.
"Commander, I just cannot believe this," Dr. Kratach stated as he entered the room. The Salarian was the most outspoken about Jane's findings.
"I assure you, Doctor, I do not make up any of the things I see. This is a manual for joining the Prothean race. There isn't a lot on it due to the damage of time, but I assure you, it does say that the race is now considered Prothean and all cultural identifiers must not be seen anywhere but on the homeworld," Jane said.
"I just cannot believe it!" he snapped and Jane pushed away from the desk.
"You don't have to believe it, but that is what it says and if my help is no longer necessary, I do not have to be here," Jane stated as she started walking for the door.
"I just thought they were so much more than this..." he said quietly and Jane paused. She turned to see the archeologist rubbing the bridge of his...nose...the space between his eyes.
"It explains a lot about why so many had trouble identifying the physical appearance of the Protheans. There were many different statues and it was practically impossible to put them together because those statues were of all the different races that identified as Prothean," Jane said and the Salarian nodded.
"We thought it odd there was only one race, but imperialists...well at least we were lucky to have the Asari be the first at the Citadel," the doctor sighed. "I owe you an apology, Commander."
"That's fine, Dr. Kratach. It is hard to have your beliefs destroyed," Jane said and he nodded.
"Still, I rather know the truth," he sighed. "Please keep helping us." Jane smiled at the doctor.
"Of course, I'm still looking for a way to get the Council to believe me about the Reapers," she sighed.
"I'm sorry we couldn't preserve Vigil on Ilos," he said and Jane blinked.
"You were on the Council team?" she asked and he nodded.
"So much information...at least he helped to save the Citadel," he said.
"Do you believe me on the Reapers?" Jane asked and Kr. Kratach chuckled.
"Your theory on a global AI destroying one of the most advanced races in history is no less outrageous than the Protheans were imperialists who forced all races to join them or be trapped on world," he said and Jane stared at him a moment. "I'm starting to think such an aggressive race must have had something even more powerful remove them than a virus which was one of our first theories. So yes, I'm starting to think the concept of Reapers is not out of the range of possibility." Jane smiled at that.
"Good to know some of the smartest people I know don't think I'm crazy for thinking Reapers are a threat," Jane said.
"If the Prothean artifacts we find can help, we'll make sure to put that to good use," Dr. Kratach said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 20th, 2184 CE
Location: Alliance Temporary Housing, Citadel
"Look at that, John," Jane said as she held up the box to the recorder. "It looks nice, feels heavy. Reminds me that I got it before you. It doesn't feel good to get awards we were both aiming for without you."
"I got it because I lead the team took out one of Balak's slave groups, he wasn't there. The new codename for an N7 adept is now Fury. I was Fury Leader on the team. I took the Batarian bastards out. It was a processing center, one of the most efficient on record. They took the temporary brain bombs and replaced them with cleaner...better models. It was almost messy, lucky for me our infiltrator, Shadow, was fast, he got to the control center and stopped the facility from sending out a mass explosion command." Blasto shoved his head into Jane's lap and she began to scratch his head. The Varren was appearing in more and more of her logs.
"We lost most of the Batarians, before you worry, I only shot six, killed four, but that's because most of them took themselves out. We got enough alive to bring in to the Council. Tela offered me a chance to watch the interrogation. One of the Asari Spectres has apparently broken more tight-lipped Batarians than any interrogator on record. Tela thought I would enjoy watching...I didn't by the way. Watch, I mean.
"Hackett is offering to give me a ship one of these days if I join Fifth, I'm going to say yes. I won't like being there, knowing that once, that group helped save you twice and now...you're lost. That's the hardest part of this, John. If I had your body...it would be real, I could live with it. Seeing you...knowing that you're not coming back and I can see it...right now... I can pretend. I can play that you're off on your own mission. Like before Akuze and before Elysium. We're just strangers in space. These logs probably aren't helping me, but I feel better when I do one. Because it's like you're still here.
"It's weird, sometimes I feel like you're out there. Floating in space. Waiting for me to find you. I hate that feeling. The hope that Liara has that you'll turn up. I wish I had your body to prove to my stubborn heart that you're not coming back. You are dead, John, you have to be...but sometimes..." Jane looked at the recorder.
"Sometimes I feel you, like when we were kids. Like the time you broke your ankle at soccer practice and I felt pain in my leg. I feel like I have pins and needles but I'm not in any position to be cutting off circulation. That damnable hope that Liara has works its way into my mind. Maybe you are alive, somewhere, waiting for me. I know I'm a fool. I saw the readings. I saw the suit's oxygen meter hit zero. I saw your heart rate stop. I know you cannot be alive, but the hope. God, the cruelest emotion in the world is hope sometimes. I just wish we found you. I just need to see you to say a real goodbye. I miss you, John." Jane hit the recorded and went to her dress uniform. She put the new pin in place and looked down. An award sat on her desk, she needed to give Hackett her answer.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 30th, 2184 CE
Location: Docking Bay, Arcturus Station
Jane was inspecting the SSV Okinawa when she felt someone watching her. She looked around. It was early morning hours by Earth time, most of the crew were switching over and the docks were quiet. A few workers here and there, but something was off. Jane looked at the ship again before turning and heading towards the exit. She felt like she was being watched again, this time she didn't look around, she kept walking. They were good, she didn't see them, but she was better.
The path she took was mostly deserted, it was a short cut only if you had clearance and she had clearance. She passed the first security door and quickly ducked into an alcove behind a stray piece of machinery. Her breathing dropped to sniper mode, she had her pistol in hand but kept it low. The door opened, there was a jerk as it ascended. Whoever was tailing her was a hacker, the security had been breached, they didn't have security clearance. The footsteps were near silent, assassin training possibly. Jane waited until she saw the form. She lunged, her barrier protected her from whatever was in the man's hand as he swung at her. She caught his arm with one hand, ducking under his swing and pulling the arm up behind him. The old Jane would have held him, but Jane was not as gentle now, she wasn't taking chances. There was a wet sucking noise as she dislocated his arm and his cry was shrill but bit back.
He was dressed in Alliance uniform, plain looking, he wouldn't be noticed. Jane backhanded him with her pistol. He spat blood before her foot caught the side of his knee, there was another wet sound and he screamed this time as he went down. She was quick to pin him. Her hand caught his omni-tool as she knelt on his throat. It was attempting to do a clear but she managed to save a few messages with one of the tricks Tali had taught her. He was trying to dislodge her but she had him by the good arm and he was laying on the good leg.
"Security we have an assault on an officer on C-corridor. Please send the nearest security agent to C-corridor," Jane said into her ear piece. The man was slowly losing consciousness. Jane looked at the item he had dropped when she dislocated his arm. Her blood went cold, a syringe lay on the ground. Something was in it and she stared down at the man.
~*TF*~
"He's a Cerberus agent," Admiral Hackett stated as they looked at the security footage.
"He was good," Jane said as she looked over the files she had pulled. The orders were clear. Drug Jane, collect...samples....from her, and bring her to a Cerberus facility, sadly important information like what samples were needed, where the facility was, and what was going to be taking place there had been destroyed."He's not going to talk."
"Probably not, he's a decent agent, Cerberus will be missing him," Hackett said before giving her a look. "The serum in the needle was a combination of a powerful sedative mixed with one of the strongest biotic suppressants known to Citadel space. It's a custom make, I suspect to make it easier to get you into Cerberus' hands." Jane's eyes narrowed.
"I don't know what they wanted from me, but I want nothing to do with Cerberus," Jane stated before she pulled up a file from the collected messages. "This, however, is a Cerberus attack on an alien colony. We can't let that stand."
"You found it, Shepard, you're on it. Make sure whatever it is Cerberus is planning, it doesn't happen," Hackett stated and Jane read the file before shaking her head.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 6th, 2184 CE
Location: Above a Cerberus Base, Akrothe
"I'll go in first," Jane stated to her N7 Special Ops ground team.
"Are you sure, Ma'am?" one of the younger members asked and Jane nodded.
"I'll go in and complete recon," Jane ordered.
"I have drones..." a tech began and Jane shook her head.
"Preliminary data shows that Cerberus is watching for exterior drones, once inside the facility drones are not as high a priority, with the Fury armor I will be almost undetectable," Jane said. "I go in, I get recon, we take them out. All Cerberus agents on this planet are on a hostile mission, what that mission is, we are going to find out and then stop."
"Akrothe used to be a Batarian world, maybe they are looking to set something up for the Batarians," one of her team asked as the Okinawa entered orbit.
"I don't know, the Batarians were usually good about leaving nothing for humans to take when they abandoned their colonies," Jane said as she hopped in the shuttle. "I will contact at 900 hours."
"Yes, ma'am!" the group said.
~*TF*~
Jane moved through the foliage on the planet. It was a lush world. It must have hurt the Hegemony to leave it. The air was breathable but Jane kept her mask on, it would keep her CO2 emissions below sensor readings. The Fury armor had its benefits. She saw the structure, the classic yellow, black, and white motif made Jane wonder what the leaders of Cerberus were thinking, why not just have "Super Secret Cerberus Base" painted on the exterior. She set up her scope. Guards were sparse and moved in regular patterns, no one expected to be found. Once she had the number of guards down and their rotations, she was ready. Jane waited till they reached the furthest part of their routes before she activated the Fury cloak. It was good tech, but still flawed. It would deceive most tech and viewers at a distance, but it was harder nearby. Jane was by a door waiting for only a few seconds before the guard exited through. Jane slipped in behind him and slowly began to move through the facility.
Inside was clean and obviously expensive, she had to wonder about their funding as she moved down the hall. She came to an empty lab and slipped in when the security camera moved. It was a data lab and Jane placed a drone in front of the camera. The drone would freeze the camera on the last image before Jane uncloaked.
She looked at the terminals and smiled, someone had been kind enough to leave the terminal open, hopefully they were getting breakfast or taking a quick nap. Jane uploaded an Alliance code that kept the terminal from reporting activity. She put another code in, one Tali had sent her to copy as much of the information on the drives to an OSD. The codes wouldn't last forever, but it would give Jane time to get info and then get out with a few hours of breathing room.
It didn't take long to find out why Cerberus was on Akrothe. A small colony of Batarians were on the planet. The live camera on the colony showed at least three hundred. Jane's eyes widened as she saw the flag above the largest building. It was a dark blue field with white diagonal stripes with four black slashes that were meant to be closed Batarian eyes. Cerberus was targeting a colony of an anti-Hegemony Batarian group known as Dramye. They were deeply religious and believed that the caste system was wrong. They were peaceful and believed in equality. The Hegemony often killed them all and now Cerberus was planning on testing biological weapons tailored for Batarians on the peaceful colonists.
Jane's fingers flew over the keyboard and she froze. The guards weren't sparse because the base was so isolated...they were sparse because the first attempt of the biological weapon was set to begin in two hours. The Cerberus agents would be releasing the biological weapon into the water supply. It was a bacteria designed to kill only Batarians. They would be putting twenty gallons of it into the stream that fed the lake the colony was built beside. Jane collected the release site and the topographic maps. She was quick to get back out, terminating the drone and getting out of the base.
Once Jane was out of range of the base she contacted the Okinawa.
"This is Fury Leader, send Alpha team down to take out the base," Jane ordered as she began to sprint through the jungle. Her goggles gave her directions from her omni-tool.
"Do you want Beta team to rendezvous with you?" her dispatch asked. Jane shook her head before remembering she was on comm.
"No time, I'm uploading what I got from their server, start looking through it. I have to intercept their scientific team before they can release a biological weapon on the colony," Jane said.
"The colony? What colony?" her dispatch cried.
"A group of Dramye, actual peaceful Batarians, Cerberus plans to wipe out a colony of them," Jane said. "Pass that on to Operations Headquarters."
"Ma'am...what are you planning to do?" her dispatch asked.
"I am stopping Cerberus before they can murder innocent colonists," Jane said, her display showed that if she jumped off the next ledge she could cut ten minutes off her run. She jumped and threw below her. It slowed her decent enough that she could tuck and roll. Her shoulder and hip would be bruised tomorrow, but if those ten minutes gave her time to stop Cerberus, it would be worth it.
"I thought you hated Batarians, ma'am," her dispatch said. Jane was starting to get a reputation...maybe she should be gentler with the Batarians she took out...nope, she didn't have it in her.
"I hate Batarian slavers and Batarians who have no problem enslaving others. The Dramye are non-violent and believe that all beings are equal no matter race. The Hegemony try to kill them whenever they find them. I won't let Cerberus do the Hegemony's work," Jane growled. She paused, her sensors were picking up humanoid readings. She placed her cloak and moved silently through the trees. A small team of ten Cerberus agents was moving through the forest with a small trolley carrying several containers...the bioweapon. Jane's eyes narrowed as she drew her rifle. She quickly climbed a rock and took aim. The guards fell quickly with four fast shots. The team began to scatter. A well placed grenade took out two more. The remaining four were rushing. Jane's output stated that she was close to the water source. She couldn't let those agents get to the water.
Jane ran through the forest and nearly lost her head. Her cloak was good but someone was looking for it now. She threw a barrier and then used a slam to break the agent's body against the ground. A quickly pistol shot to the head finished him as she ran. A female agent was setting a trap and Jane used a push to cause the explosive to take out the agent. Two were left and they were almost to the water. Jane had one more grenade. She heard the explosion back at the Cerberus base. One of the scientists came out from behind a tree and attempted to shoot her. Jane's barrier was too strong and Jane was quick to dislocate both her arms and one knee before following the trolley. The last scientist was riding it, hiding behind the canisters. Jane couldn't risk shooting and releasing the weapon. Jane lifted a small boulder and threw it. It ended up perfectly in front of the trolley. The vehicle hit it and toppled over. The canisters thankfully held and the agent was thrown. Jane was getting tired as she ran. The agent was up and grabbed one of the canisters.
He was going to try and get at least some of the weapon in the water. Jane vaulted the vehicle, thankful for the dance lessons before Omega. She was shocked when she didn't see the scientist. He had cloaked. Jane was quick to turn on her heat sensors and CO2 sensors. She couldn't see him for a moment, then a flash of CO2 flared far too close. Jane's mask kept her face from getting a new scar as the agent attacked. The right goggle was shattered and Jane was quick to flip the agent over her. She pulled off her mask as she threw the scientist in a stasis. He was lunging at her with a knife as Jane looked at him. He stared at her, recognition in his eyes.
"Shepard..." he said and Jane held up her pistol.
"Your agent failed, I'm still with the Alliance," she said. "You're not hurting the Dramye." Jane shot him in the head the second her stasis dropped.
"You are the Shepard," a flanging voice stated. Jane looked over to see a small group of Batarians. They wore loose clothing, unlike the usual clothes Batarian slavers wore. It made Jane think of the traditional sari and tunics from India. Jane felt naked with her mask off.
"I am," she said.
"You shot another human to protect us," a child said and Jane nodded.
"You hate Batarians," an adult said fearfully. Jane holstered her weapons.
"I hate slavers," she said. "You are Dramye, you believe in equality."
"You know of us?" a man said and Jane nodded as she turned to the group.
"Not all Batarians are bad. I stand against the Hegemony and the Slavers, you are neither, thus, as a Council Spectre, it is my duty to protect you as well," Jane said and the group stared at her in wonder.
"The Council...would protect us?" several asked and Jane wondered how far Sparatus would be up her ass for speaking for the Council.
"The Dramye should ask to join the Citadel races," Jane suggested before a shuttle appeared from above. "You should keep an eye out for Cerberus...they are not friendly to non-humans." Jane pointed at the scientist. The Batarians looked at her for a moment.
"Thank you, Shepard," one of them said and Jane stared at them.
"I have a soft spot for colonists," she said as the shuttle landed and her crew began loading up the biological weapon and the scientist she had dislocated the limbs of.
~*TF*~
"You should not speak for the Council!" Sparatus snarled from the holo and Jane wondered how long he would be in office and if she would live to see him replaced...she wasn't that lucky.
"The Batarians closed their embassy but that was the Hegemony's decision, these are peaceful Batarians who live in Citadel Space who want nothing to do with the Hegemony. Were all Batarians removed from the Citadel races or was it just that the Hegemony walked away?" Jane asked and was pleased to see Tevos and Valern share an uncertain look. Sparatus looked flustered while David looked amused.
"What happened to the biological weapon?" Valern asked.
"The Cerberus data indicated that the bacteria was sensitive to heat and to sodium levels, so we filled it with enough salt to completely dehydrate any living organism and then let them cook at the highest temperature we could get the engines to go. Each canister is now ruined, nothing biological remains," Jane said and the Councilors nodded.
"Good work, Shepard," David said and Jane nodded.
"You saved innocent lives again," Tevos said.
"You won't always be this lucky, Shepard," Sparatus said.
"I would argue that we don't know how many of the Cerberus agents I killed today were actually involved with the crimes being committed," Jane said.
"Are you saying that any of those..." Sparatus began before Tevos raised her hand.
"Shepard is right. Cerberus recruitment propaganda is powerful, many of their captured agents have been found to be ignorant to many of the terrorist operations," she said.
"The agents are being turned over to custody?" Valern asked and Jane nodded.
"Admiral Hackett is on route himself to pick them up," Jane said.
"How is their attitude?" David asked and Jane smirked slightly.
"We haven't relocated the scientist's arms yet," Jane stated and Sparatus nodded. "She has no prior records for species bias, but it appears she was offered quite a bit of money to work for Cerberus. I'm shocked she was willing to fight me. Most of the guards have kept quiet, but a few seemed genuinely upset when we informed them about the colony."
"The data you sent is being analyzed now," Valern said as he looked over a data pad.
"Well, let's hope it takes some time for them to realize that their little experiment on Akrothe failed," Jane said.
"I assume Fifth is planning a new patrol?" David asked and Jane nodded. "Once again...good work, Shepard."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 23rd, 2184 CE
Location: Alliance Temporary Housing, Citadel
A cryptic message from Ash had Jane waiting outside of the housing when a shuttle pulled up, she was surprised to see the driver was Garrus.
"What are you doing here?" she asked and he flared his mandibles at her.
"Ash told me about the Ball, said I was to make sure you were up to code," he said before looking over Jane's dress uniform. "Nope, she was right, you're wearing pants."
"It's my dress uniform. It is acceptable for female officers to wear their dress uniforms to an Officers' Ball," Jane stated and Garrus shook his head.
"Ash warned me about this and told me to make sure you were ready in style. She's taken care of everything," he said, grabbing Jane by the shoulders and ushering her into the shuttle.
"Garrus, this really..." she began before he opened his omni-tool. Ash's face was shown looking around.
"Really, Shep, you're wearing that?" Ash chided and Jane glared. It looked like Ash was off duty with her hair down.
"Good thing you sent me...and set everything up," Garrus stated as he began to drive.
"You're one of the most outstanding officers in the Alliance, Shep, you need to look the part. I've set everything up and you're going to do what Garrus tells you," Ash ordered and Jane gave her a look.
"Last I knew, my rank was higher than yours," she stated and Ash laughed.
"On duty, but I'm on vacation at home. You need to look the part of the first human Spectre. Doll her up, Garrus!" Ash ordered.
"Aye aye, ma'am," he said and the afternoon of hell began.
~*TF*~
"Garrus, I feel like a fool," Jane stated as she looked at the Turian. He stared at her and shrugged.
"You might, I don't know what humans find classy or foolish," he said before he opened his omni-tool again. Ash was sitting with a beer and blinked.
"Am I good or am I good?" she grinned and Jane stared at her.
"This was expensive," Jane stated.
"You live on ship and you have all those mining rights collecting credits. You can live with it," Ash said. Jane looked at herself in the boutique mirror. She was in a deep navy dress that had one shoulder strap and a slit that went almost scandalously high on the opposite side. Her hair was tucked up in a twist that showed off her long neck. Her heels and nails both matched the dress perfectly. The necklace and earrings reminded Jane of the Alliance symbol in silver. Last her make-up was expertly done making her look lovely with large eyes and puffy, kissable lips. Jane felt strange in the feminine get up.
"Escort her in Garrus, but remember, she didn't sign up for a plus one so you leave her at the inside door," Ash said and the Turian nodded.
"Got it," he said and offered Jane his arm. She sighed as she wrapped hers around it.
"I hope you both know I am going to get you back for this," she said.
"I have to walk Blasto while you're in there...I'll be punished enough," Garrus chuckled.
~*TF*~
Jane hated Officers' Balls, it was the fact that Hackett and David had worked together to get her there that really hurt. She didn't want to bump elbows with the Alliance elite. She wanted to do her job and sleep, not wear heels that killed, a dress that showed off too much of her figure, and make up that was almost clown thick.
"Ah, Shepard, good to see you," Hackett said offering Jane his arm. She took it and let him lead her to an area where several of the top brass were gathered. Jane was handed a glass of champagne and the idle chitchat began. Time stopped when Jane saw him. It all made sense in that moment when she looked across the room to see Kaidan. Ash had gone to all this trouble for Jane so that Kaidan could see what he had left behind. Her heart ached as her eyes played over his handsome face, her first real love and the only man she'd ever known. His deep brown eyes sparked as he took her in. His eyes moving down her body and back up. Their eyes locked and for a moment Jane felt all her feelings for Kaidan come rushing forward. He was in his dress blues and they fit him perfectly. She wanted him as much as she ever did and his eyes lit up with desire before he looked away. It was clear, he wasn't going to come to her and she wasn't going to shove herself back into his life. She finished her champagne and looked to have more.
Time passed, Jane had managed to play the part of the elegant Alliance officer and Council Spectre. She finally manage to escape to one of the many comfortable chairs hidden in alcoves around the ballroom, too much champagne and too little sleep caught up with her. Jane dozed deeply in the chair, looking like an innocent maiden and not the deadly Spectre she was.
As she slept, it felt like she was being carried and the scent of Kaidan filled her nose. She snuggled into the warmth and hummed.
"Kaidan..." she sighed and the arms tightened around her. Soft lips pressed to her forehead.
She was still being carried but the scent was different, like an exotic spice. The arms were as strong but different as she was placed into the bed. She opened her eyes but her vision was too blurry.
"Don't leave..." she whispered, her fingers catching the edge of armor, "...don't want to be alone..."
"You're never alone, Shepard, you just have to reach out and we're there," a flanging voice whispered and a hand took hers. She fell asleep not long after.
The next morning she remember nothing about the prior night but drinking and going to hide in the corner. She never bothered to ask how she got home since she woke up fully dressed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: August 12th, 2184 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, In Transit
"How is everything looking, Green?" Jane asked as she stood beside him at the helm. The man jumped before looking at her nervously. Maybe he was looking at Blasto close to his mistress's side.
"We'll be arriving at the Spera colony in roughly six hours, ma'am," he said and Jane nodded. He was no Joker, but Flight Lieutenant Chris Green was a good man to have at the helm. Jane had tried to tap Joker for the job, but he hadn't returned her last call. Alliance had grounded him after the Normandy's destruction, but Jane had twisted arms and called in favors to get Jeff Moreau as the Okinawa's main pilot. Sadly, it appeared that he had left the Alliance without a forwarding address. "How long are we going to be docked?"
"Depends. A Mindoir Review on a colony that hasn't been attacked usually only lasts about a week," Jane explained.
"Will there be shore leave?" he asked and Jane fought a smile.
"That can be arranged, but no seducing colonists' daughters...I have an issue with that," she said before she turned and headed off.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: August 30th, 2184 CE
Location: Classified
Jane stood over the Batarian slaver, his eyes were narrowed as blood dripped from his mouth.
"I had heard you were a bigot, like the rest of your race," he hacked and Jane stared at him coolly as she opened a file on her omni-tool.
"I'm anti-Hegemony and I know you know that," she stated. The first flicker of fear began to cloud the Batarian's eyes.
"I won't tell you anything," he said and Jane put a round into his knee with little else but a cry of agony from him. Her silencer was efficient. She applied a small amount of medigel to keep the bleeding down but do nothing for the bone.
"I am not here as an Alliance agent," she stated and his eyes widened more.
"You will never leave this ship!" he cried and Jane placed a foot on his throat, holding a finger to her lips. They were far from the remaining members of his crew but Jane wanted to make sure this shipment came back to Citadel space safely.
"Are they alive?" Jane asked and the Batarian began to shake.
"You can't sell the dead," he said.
"Where is the control terminal?" Jane asked. His eyes flickered across the room.
"I don't know," he whimpered and Jane nodded.
"Is there a record of your attack plans?" she asked and he shook his head while blinking rapidly. "Thank you." She grabbed his arm, using her thumb to pull up his omni-tool, a list of trading events popped up. Jane used an OSD to collect the file before looking at the Batarian.
"You're enjoying this," he hissed and Jane looked at him.
"Not as much as you would think," she stated before her shot caught him in the center of his forehead. She placed a drone on the terminal, it was the control panel that was set to detonate all the control chips should the signal be sent. A STG developed code destroyed the terminal's programming. Jane waited until the drone vibrated its completion tone before she headed up to the bridge where the rest of the crew was waiting. She opened the door and pulled up both of her pistols before firing on the six remaining Batarians. She collected as much information as she could on her OSD before she called in the Okinawa to pick up the slave shipment. The roster showed Salarians, Asari, and humans were in the shipment.
~*TF*~
"You destroyed the ship?" David asked and Jane nodded as she gave her report to the Council.
"I left a calling card in the form of an automated warning that slavers will not be tolerated by Spectres," she said and Sparatus nodded.
"You only interrogated four of the crew," Valern commented.
"I found the trading records and planned attacks...they are the sealed files...if you wish to view them, " Jane said looking at Tevos.
"Good work, Shepard," Anderson said and Jane nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: September 17th, 2184 CE
Location: Dise, Nevos
"I don't understand," Dr. Remicius Donisis said as Jane looked over the artifacts. So far the Turian doctor had been the most resistant to Jane's findings. While others had been almost like the stages of death, all eventually falling to acceptance, Dr. Donisis had stayed at anger.
"I'm saying these are fall back plans and I can read this code," Jane said.
"So...these Protheans may still be alive?" he asked and Jane nodded.
"I know that four of those locations do not exist anymore, those planets were razed to the ground, but this ruin is complete. The Reapers never took these guys out, that was disease," Jane said. "But I know some of these coordinates."
"Where is it?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"I cannot report that to you. I'm going to the Council with this," Jane lied.
~*TF*~
"You're saying the Eden Prime potentially has living Protheans underneath it?" David asked and Jane nodded.
"They could be alive, in suspended animation, they should be able to last 60,000 years, as long as their pods weren't damaged and not just Eden Prime but two other human colonies, one Turian, five Asari, and two Salarian colonies. I'm sending you a procedure that should save the Protheans buried beneath the colonies and their exact location. You can't wake the Protheans without me, the procedure requires someone with the Cipher, however, we can keep them alive for some time above ground, giving us time to excavate them," Jane said as the Councilors stared at each other for a moment.
"Shepard...what I've been reading from your research shows that these Protheans might not be worth the effort," Valern said and Jane gave him a look.
"The scientists that create Vigil have information on the Reapers that can make all the difference. While you wish to dismiss Sovereign as a random encounter, he was a scout sent to open the door. You don't have to believe that we need to stop them but those surviving Protheans may have the truth behind the Prothean extinction. I am not being altruistic, Councilors, I believe that those Protheans may be the best proof in my case about the Reapers. The Protheans on Eden Prime were soldiers, they might have techniques we could use. The other two locations have scientists who may have answers on stopping the Reapers," Jane said.
"If we wake these Protheans, we may just end up starting a new war," Sparatus sneered and Jane gave him a look.
"Or we gain access to caches of knowledge thought lost to the ages. I see these Protheans as a win-win. If I am correct about the Reapers, they are my best evidence for gaining your support. If I'm wrong about the Reapers, they could be the answer to the mystery of our age, what happened to the Protheans," Jane said and the Councilors shared another look.
"An intriguing idea, Shepard," Tevos said and Jane nodded at the Asari.
"Even as evidence, Shepard, they all failed," David said and Jane nodded.
"They may have failed because they didn't have enough time to prepare," Jane said and he sighed.
"I will contact the human colonies," David said.
"I will contact the Asari colonies," Tevos added.
"I know several historians who would never forgive me if I didn't give them the chance," Valern sighed and the three looked at Sparatus.
"This will require many Prothean experts," the Turian growled and Jane smiled.
"I already contacted several of the Prothean experts I know and they are creating teams to look into the different locations, they just need the okay from the colonies themselves," she said before she saluted.
"I will only believe this if I see a living Prothean," Sparatus grumbled.
"If she's correct, I will authorize anything she wants," Valern chuckled.
"Agreed," Tevos nodded. Jane signed off and looked at her recording. When they found the living Protheans, Jane was going to enjoy using her evidence of their support to create a Reaper Task Force. But one step at a time.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 14th, 2184 CE
Location: Wards, Citadel
"Where can I get a Varren?" Tela asked as Blasto obediently walked beside Jane.
"Kill a mercenary band, they have dozens," Jane stated and Tela laughed.
"I need a pup to get these results. You should suggest using Varren to the Council," Tela grinned and Jane shot the other Spectre a look.
"You can do that without me," Jane said. "What's up?"
"Nothing, just waiting to hear back from Aelaxos...he went on a mission, hasn't reported back yet," she said and Jane looked at the concern on the Asari's face.
"You two have a thing going on?" Jane asked and Tela laughed.
"Sorry, Jane, but I prefer my partners with breasts," she said, giving Jane a wink.
"Sorry, Tela, but I don't do partners anymore," Jane said.
"I don't know what happened with your last partner but..." Tela was talking but Jane was frozen. Across the way she could see John. Slowly she walked away from Tela and towards John. It was a VI that a young man was showing to a customer. He didn't see her until she caught his wrist.
"What's this?" she asked and the man looked ready to shit bricks. Tela was beside Jane while Blasto was growling. He was young, barely a man.
"Shit! You're Shepard! Look I was just..." he stammered and Jane looked at the VI of her brother. A tear ran down her cheek and the man was freaking out more.
"How much?" Jane asked and he froze.
"You...you don't mind?" he asked and Jane stared at the VI as it looked her over.
"Extranet says you're Alliance Military. Take care of yourself out there, officer," the VI chirped in John's voice and Jane laughed.
"There's nothing this galaxy can't beat if we all work together," the VI declared and Jane snorted.
"This is hilarious," Jane said and the man stared at her in awe.
"For you...it's free," he said handing her the modular unit.
"Thanks, kid, it's all wrong, but at the same time, it's the best thing ever," Jane said. Blasto barked at the VI.
"You do realize you could make a mint off of a good VI likeness right?" Tela asked and Jane shook her head.
"No...an embarrassingly bad version is so much more wonderful," Jane said. "I'll never give permission for a John VI to be made...this...this is perfect."
~*TF*~
"Well John, congratulations, you are now a bootleg VI," Jane said into her recorder as Blasto tried to sniff the VI's butt, but the VI kept trying to reorient itself to look at Blasto. The recorder was getting all of it.
"I got it for free because I freaked out the guy selling them," Jane said smiling as she watched the VI and Blasto. "You can even program them to respond to a name and towards yourself. What is my title, Knave?"
"You are the Most Beautiful and Talented Jane," the VI responded.
"That's right," Jane stated and the VI returned to staring at Blasto. "Who is that?"
"The Pwecious Wittle Angel Blasto," the VI commented and Jane laughed.
"This thing will probably get old shortly, but it's nice to have you taking care of me again. It's scheduling capability is actually pretty good, I think the programmer used a real VI scheduling program as its base. It is buggy as shit, however, and keeps trying to warn me about the Reapers...like I don't know. Still, it is nice to hear your voice reminding me about my schedule. I'll keep him for now, but he's just a VI to me. I even got him a new outfit." Jane pressed a button and the VI was projected wearing baggy overalls with no shirt or shoes, a dopey straw hat, and a piece of straw hanging out of his mouth. "I realized...you look more like Dad when I dressed him like this. I like to think of him as the stupid colony hick you would have been if Mindoir hadn't been...well...what it was. Sickeningly optimistic and chipper. Thank God I haven't been bootlegged. I changed my will, I refuse to allow my image to become a VI ever, even post mortem. All bootleggers will be prosecuted. Thank God for Asari lawyers. Well, just wanted you to see the monstrosity that is your VI. I miss you."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 1st, 2184 CE
Location: Troi Colony, Sbarge
Jane ignored the call coming in. She needed to remember to call back Garrus, she honestly could not remember the last time she spoke to the Turian...or Tali...or Wrex...or Ash...maybe she was just a shitty friend.
"I don't get it, ma'am, there's no one here," Slayer muttered to her and Jane nodded as she walked into another open door. The colony of Troi had stopped all contact so the Alliance had sent an N7 Special Ops team to investigate. Jane was tapped as Fury Leader to investigate the silent colony due to her expertise on colony attack.
"This is the third colony that has gone missing," Jane said. "Vondila and Soli colonies were off the grid and they were reported missing when monthly shipments were delivered and no one was there to sign for them."
"Any idea what Alliance Command is thinking happened, Fury Leader?" Demolisher asked and Jane shook her head as she looked around.
"They are waiting for my report before speculating. Vondila and Soli were ransacked, but security vids show that it was merc groups that did that...the vids are missing nearly twelve hours of footage from both sites, nothing but static," Jane said. "Colonists doing their normal business before the static, empty colony after. Whatever happened on Vondila and Soli, happened in their missing hours of security vid. Troi was in contact with Alliance Command, they wanted to be considered as a location for a possible forward base in the future...when they went silent, we got assembled."
"What do you think happened?" Paladin asked and Jane looked at the colony.
"When we entered there was a sign of mass movement towards the center of the colony. Footprints, dropped items, farm equipment left running. As we get into the colony the signs of movement stop, abruptly but all signs of a fight were in the colony heart. Whatever happened, it was fast and the minimal fighting didn't last long. Anyone who fought was stopped very quickly," Jane said. "The attack also came from above."
"How do you know?" Slayer asked and Jane pointed at a mark on the side of a building, near the roof.
"Any errant fire hit the top of the building towards where we entered. Someone used the same LZ as we did," Jane said. "I just have no idea how they incapacitated the colony so quickly. Paladin, any readings of chemical attack?"
"Sorry, Fury Leader, if chemicals were used, their remains are gone now," Paladin reported and Jane sighed as she looked around.
"This is a masterful abduction...too little violence for Batarian, too much evidence for Salarian involvement, Asari don't bother with abductions, they can wait out problems with Citadel races with legality, not mercenary..." Jane muttered as she thought about known abductor races.
"Fury Leader?" Demolisher called.
"There is one...other possibility, but they're supposed to be..." Jane froze completely as realization hit her like a sledgehammer.
"What is it?" Paladin asked and Jane stared into the sky for a moment.
"The Collectors are a possibility," Jane said.
"I'm sorry, ma'am, but what are Collectors?" Demolisher asked and Jane looked at the mark on the building.
"A very old race...reported to live through the Omega 4 relay. Thought to be a myth by many of the younger species. I looked them up after the Sovereign attack on the Citadel. Asari writings talk about Collectors taking whole cities with little sign of a struggle. Asari historians believe massive biotic power allows them to put citizens in stasis somehow," Jane said. She needed to get to the Citadel and do some research, maybe find a Matriarch or two to talk to, old ones.
"Sounds like an intergalactic boogie man," Demolisher chuckled and Jane looked at him.
"The Geth were considered an intergalactic boogie man too, the 212 on Eden Prime were the first to lay that boogie man down to fact. Do you really want to question me on what is real and not real?" Jane barked and Demolisher stammered. "I don't want to hear it! Nothing is ever simple."
"Ma'am," Demolisher said and Jane headed out.
"I want vids of the entire colony. Look to the rooftops, I want to be able to figure out exactly where people were firing and when they stopped," Jane ordered. "Get me aerial views of everything!"
"Ma'am," was chorused and Jane moved to the rooftops. She walked the colony from the top and stared down. The far side of the colony was serene, almost peaceful. She didn't like this, dread welled in her stomach, not the type like Mindoir, Akuze, and after her last call with John, but dread still. Something bad was happening to humans and she had a strong feeling it wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 19th, 2184 CE
Location: Main Lecture Hall, Grissom Academy
Jane looked over the class as she stood to the side. Grissom, she was finally here. Blasto was at her side, nearly full grown and about as excited to be there as when she was taking him to play fetch on the Presidium. Making C-Sec nervous made Jane smile, petty, but worth it.
"Now I present one of the first Human Spectres, Jane Shepard," the instructor stated and Jane stepped forward to look at the class. Young adults, really more like big kids, stared at her with a mix of awe and curiosity.
"Thank you for having me," Jane said, her dress blues displayed her metals and she felt like an actor. She really wished Kahlee Sanders had allowed her to wear her armor, but the headmistress had insisted that Jane wore her dress blues to show the young biotics that biotics could be leaders in the Alliance. "I'm glad to see being a lab rat for biotic lessons has paid off for you guys." The students began to chatter.
"So it is true, you're from the first class to try our techniques?" one of the students exclaimed and Jane nodded.
"My class was used to test the methods you guys use now," Jane said and the class chattered more. A hand went up and Jane nodded at the girl.
"Is it true you made N7 based on your sniping?" she asked and Jane smiled.
"Don't let Alliance brass push you around. Asari troops almost all have biotics. Being a biotic does not set their futures, your biotic shouldn't set your future for you. I am doing my best to break the Alliance belief that we biotics are just cannon fodder. We are more than fancy shields and nifty biotic attacks, we have skills beyond glowing blue," Jane said.
~*TF*~
The lesson progressed with Jane demonstrating some of the Asari technique she had picked up here and there. The students were thrilled and a couple even tried to slam a dummy that was brought in. Success varied but the students were all attempting to float...with no success.
"So, is that your Varren?" a boy asked, sitting on the floor panting. He had lifted himself off the ground, but could not hover. Jane smiled and placed a hand on Blasto's head.
"Yes, a gift from Clan Urdnot's leader," Jane said and another student raised their hand. "Yes?"
"Is it true you're an honorary member of Clan Urdnot?" he asked.
"I am not an honorary member, I passed their Rite of Passage, I am a member of Clan Urdnot. They call me Urdnot-Shepard Jane," Jane said and the class was silent.
"This is so cool," a student muttered and Jane wondered if she didn't just make her legend a little larger than it should be. Another student shoved up in a lift and dropped to the floor. Jane hovered above the ground for a moment before smirking. Nah, she had to live for two, this would definitely help her do that, affecting a class of graduates who would go into the field ready to show that biotics were not just living shield generators.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 7th, 2184 CE
Location: Mallory Colony, Brooks
The N7 Special Ops team was the same as the Troi Colony team and the overview was the same. Part of the colony showed signs of a flight towards the colony's heart while the remaining colony showed signs of a minor fight aimed at above.
"Fury Leader, what did your research turn up?" Paladin asked as Jane walked along a rooftop with Paladin and Demolisher following.
"Matriarch T'esari was alive for a Collector attack, she was a young recruit, but her report of the attack is similar. Retreat from one side of the site toward the middle, the remaining part aiming a fight to above," Jane said. "At least Mallory put up a bit more of a fight."
"Larger colony," Demolisher said and the group went silent. "How could they make a biotic field so big?"
"It may be that the attackers bring enough biotics to capture the colony, we have no idea how large a ship they bring, but it has to be massive if all the colonists are removed," Jane stated.
"Any idea what they are doing to our people, Fury Leader?" Paladin asked and Jane stopped. She looked back at the two with her.
"We have no idea. No one taken by the Collectors has ever returned. Most assume they have been collected for genetic experiments or worse," Jane stated.
"What's worse?" Demolisher shuddered.
"Food," Paladin answered.
"Didn't need to think about that," Demolisher grunted.
"We have no idea what the Collectors do to their victims, but they are taking our colonists...our job is to protect them. Mallory records show that they had more weapons per colonist than the prior three colonies. I'm going to recommend more personal weapons to other colonies," Jane said.
"Will that do anything?" Paladin asked.
"If they are using individual biotics for attacks, it should slow them down," Jane said.
"If not?" Demolisher asked.
"Built in turrets need to be added," Jane said.
"How do you stop biotics?" Demolisher whispered.
"You send in stronger biotics to stop them," Jane stated.
"They better watch themselves or the Collectors will have to deal with a pissed off She-" Demolisher grunted as Paladin hit him in the gut. "Sorry!"
"No names, Demolisher," Jane ordered and he muttered apologies as they continued around.
~*TF*~
"Collectors?" Hackett asked from the holo.
"Yes, an ancient race that are from the Omega 4 relay," Jane explained and Hackett stared.
"I thought they were a myth," he said.
"I spoke to several Asari historians and even one matriarch who witnessed a Collector attack. They're real, just solitary," Jane said and Hackett nodded.
"I expect a Mindoir Review expansion on Collector attack methods is in the works," he ordered and Jane paused.
"At this time...it's not possible to come up with a defense strategy, Admiral," Jane said and Hackett stared at her a moment.
"I've never heard you say that," he said.
"It is impossible to tell how the Collectors might be neutralizing the colonists without the security vids. I can't make a useful recommendation until I know how they are taking our people," Jane confessed.
"It's not your fault, Shepard," Hackett said and Jane nodded.
"I know that, Sir, I will be issuing a list of recommendations for isolated colonies. They will not all be comforting," Jane said.
"We need answers Shepard," he said.
"Aye aye, sir," Jane said.
"Give us multiple strategies, Shepard," Hackett said. "We need to do something."
"I will write up strategies now," Jane said with a salute.
"You're not the only one working on this, Shepard, it is not only you who is doing this," Hackett said and Jane nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 29th, 2184 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, In Transit
Jane was studying a Prothean dig while idly petting Blasto when Green paged her.
"This is Shepard," Jane said into her comm.
"Sorry to bother you, ma'am, but you have a secure call from someone calling herself Tela," he said and Jane blinked.
"She's a fellow Spectre, patch her through," Jane ordered. Her screen popped up to show Tela, she was clearly mad.
"Jane, have you seen this?" she asked and Tela's image shrunk while the background was a feed...from Tuchunka based on the architecture. Aelaxos's body was chained to a pillar, blood, purple with age trailed from where his mandibles had been ripped off. His lower jaw was rotting off.
"The fuck is this?" Jane demanded as she saw the Turian's Spectre's body was not alone. Several Salarians were being held by multiple Krogan. Chirum was between two very young Salarian males.
"It's live...they killed Aelaxos!" Tela snarled.
"I thought we took out all of the Ganar, Tela," Jane said. A very old Krogan stepped in front of the camera.
"I am speaking to Jane Shepard and the unknown Asari Spectre who helped to wipe out my clan," the Krogan said.
"That's Warlord Ganar Dirake," Tela whispered. "He was supposed to be dead."
"Just like we were all supposed to be anonymous?" Jane said. "Funny how he found out it was Aelaxos and Chirum."
"He had to have bought the information from the Shadow Broker. I have worked with the Broker so he won't sell my information, but none of the rest of you did," Tela snapped.
"I'm not surprised they knew it was me, I had to remove my helmet," Jane stated and Tela nodded.
"Right, only one Human Spectre," she muttered.
"I hope you are watching, I paid good money to locate the ones that killed my kin," Dirake snarled. He was riddled with scars, half of his face was ruined, like he was shot in the cheek, although his yellow eye was still intact over the show of his teeth.
"He wants us to see this," Jane growled.
"The Turian was easy to find. Those explosives were known to us. Finding him was harder, but we paid for it, he was alone, we found his ship, we brought him down and we tortured him. You should be proud, he never spoke, even as he starved to death, he never gave you up," Dirake purred and Jane felt her nails pierce the skin of her palms.
"We now have the Salarian, but we had to take him with his kin. So many. So many young ones too. They are either his nephews or the sons of his mate, but we have his daughters, this we paid for," Dirake stated and Jane's eyes widened. Naked Salarian females were shoved in front of the camera, they tried to hide their bodies by clinging to each other. One was backhanded by a Krogan and the male Salarians all struggled, relatives, a family, Chirum's family. "We will start by killing the youngest males until we know which one is him." Jane realized what Dirake was doing. Chirum was honorable, and Dirake was not. Chirum was walking into the trap.
"Don't touch them!" Chirum stated. "I'm the one you want!"
"Damn it," Tela snarled as Chirum was dragged forward and chained to a pillar.
"We will kill off all the males first, one a day, until you come to us, Shepard and Asari," Dirake said. Jane stood up.
"Green, change course to Tuchunka," Jane ordered.
"We're almost to..." Green started.
"Now Green, this is Spectre business," Jane ordered.
"Shepard, it's a trap," Tela said.
"I know, but I'm not leaving Chirum to watch his family die in front of him. I am going to save him. You better get on route too," Jane said and Tela shook her head.
"I'm already on the way, I was in transit too," she said. "They are going to be ready for us."
"Then we need to plan," Jane said. "We are going to lose at least two hostages...I hope Chirum can forgive us."
"If we die trying to save him, he will...then he'll die," Tela said. The two began to plan.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 31st, 2184 CE
Location: The Blood Fields, Tuchunka
Blasto growled at a wild Varren, his jaws snapped and the Varren ran off. Jane moved up behind Blasto and he moved ahead of her slowly. Jane was wearing her personal armor, a gift from Tela. It was heavier than she used to wear, but it was strong...hopefully Krogan strong.
"You in position, Jane?" Tela asked as they approached the building. The Shadow Broker had revealed himself to be unbiased, supplying Tela with the location where Dirake was set up. Jane would not be trusting the Shadow Broker anytime soon since he was so quick to supply information so easily.
They were running out of time to rescue one more Salarian. So far the two youngest males had met gruesome fates. The first had been grabbed by his horns by two Krogan. They had each grabbed a horn and proceeded to rip his head in two. It had been preciously quick. The next one had been slowly lowered into a Varren pit. He had lasted much longer having his feet slowly nipped apart before he was low enough for one to rip a leg off, he bleed out quickly after that. The Council had supported the rescue mission, but their aid would not be arriving for another twenty-six hours, that would be two more Salarian lives lost. Two too many had already been lost in Jane's opinion.
"I can see the structure," Jane replied. The building was an old armory. Wrex had supplied old building plans, but God knew what Dirake and time had changed. "They have a long line of sight."
"That's why we are going in underground, we take them out quiet, I want Dirake to be oblivious to us until the last minute," Tela growled.
"Got it," Jane said as Blasto signaled. There was the southern tank entrance, half buried in the sand. Jane gave Blasto a treat and the Varren nuzzled her leg before she began to work on opening the door. The door fell into the tunnel with a dull bang, sand slipping into the tunnel. Jane slipped into the opening. Blasto was quiet so nothing was living in the tunnel at least. It was quiet.
"Nothing living in my tunnel," Jane said as air moved slowly past her. The tunnel was open on both ends. How open would yet to be seen.
"Good for you, my tunnel is collapsed, I'm heading to the next tunnel," Tela snarled, that meant the northern tunnel was collapsed and Tela was heading to the western one.
"I'm not waiting for you," Jane said.
"You should," Tela said.
"I have Blasto with me," Jane said.
"That's not going to stop them," she said.
"He's the first Hanar Spectre...they should be terrified," Jane said.
"Don't die on me, Jane," Tela ordered.
"I'll do my best, but same to you," Jane said.
"I'm going to be the one late to the party," Tela grumbled.
Jane's luck held and the southern tunnel was complete, no collapse, big enough for a Mako. She ran her fingers over her weapons. She had her sniper, an assault rifle, her pistol, and of course her combat blade. Unlike the last Tuchunka mission, she couldn't count on the hospitable wildlife to serve as backup. It was Tela and the Citadel back up, but both were going to be late. Blasto signaled silently that something was further up the tunnel.
The two slipped out of the tunnel. Blasto sniffed and signaled again, hostiles. Jane slipped on her Kuwashii visor. Garrus had sworn by the design and Jane had picked it up through Spectre Requisitions the last time she was on the Citadel. It was already proving to be worth the twenty-four hundred credits. The display flipped up and Jane set it for Tuchunka fauna. Readings were that there were Varren nearby. With a hand signal, Blasto was at the ready. She moved through the dark basement, little light until she rounded a corner and saw sunlight.
The floor was blasted out. A pack of Varren were snapping at a trio of Vorcha. Two were setting up a collection of stakes in the middle of the floor while the third kept the Varren back, the next Salarian was going to be fed to Varren too. Jane aimed and the guarding Vorcha's head exploded. The Varren were more than willing to begin their meal. Two well placed shots killed the other Vorcha mercifully. Jane signaled and Blasto appeared. Once the Varren had destroyed most of the bodies she began placing rounds in their throats. A pile of dead Varren surrounded the Vorcha corpses. Jane snapped and Blasto was quick to savage each of the Varren corpses. A feeding frenzy gone wrong. Jane moved to a hiding position with her sniper rifle at the ready, making sure Blasto left bloody Varren tracks leading into the darkness. Soon enough two Krogan came.
"What's taking so..." the first one in the room started and stopped.
"Shit, Dirake is gonna be pissed," the second commented.
"Worthless Vorcha," the first muttered. "I told Dirake we should have fed them more than the Salarian from yesterday."
"Isn't that why he was doing this?" the second asked and the first hit the second.
"I know that," he snarled and the two looked like they were about to fight. Jane was hopeful until the second Krogan simply hung his head in submission. Probably younger. "We'll need to come up with a new way to kill the Salarian. Fast. Dirake will kill us if we don't come up with something."
"Maybe we could see about catching something for tomorrow?" the second suggested, earning himself a headbutt that knocked him to the ground. Jane didn't want to wait and quickly aimed. Her shots took out the head, hearts, and throat of the standing male while the younger one struggled to his feet. He had a second to realize his companion was dead before Jane perforated him. Blasto and Jane dragged each body into a different corridor. She signaled Blasto again, pointing toward where they had entered.
"They set up the kill spot for the next hostage in the basement. I'm heading in from the North, back up is going to be a bitch," Jane said. If there was monitoring equipment it would figure out their comms soon, Jane couldn't give away her location. Tela would know she was in the basement already and heading out without Blasto.
"We'll come in from the south then," Tela stated. "If you don't respond in ten, the two of us will leave you for dead." Tela was twenty minutes away.
"Roger that," Jane said as she looked for a specific carving on the walls. All female Krogans designed buildings for evacuation using special designs that only females knew. It was for females and children to exit through extremely stabilized stairways. Wrex had been kind enough to introduce Jane to the female Urdnot clan leader, when Jane informed her of the mission en route she had been kind enough to let Jane know the secret. Jane was clan after all.
It was going to be assassinations from here on in. The door was hard to open, but worked well enough. Jane slid inside and began to move up. She slipped out on the first floor, the Vorcha were numerous, but largely on guard duty, usually in pairs. Headshots took them out with no wasted shots. The Krogan seemed less numerous, apparently the last attempt on the Ganar had dropped their numbers. Jane was almost done with the first floor when she saw the two well armed Krogan's guarding a room.
"Stupid Salarians getting me in trouble," one guard muttered.
"Not their fault you're stupid," the other guard commented.
"She was female," the first snapped.
"They're Salarians, you're stupid enough to think that means they're like our females," the second stated.
"I didn't mean to kill her," the first muttered again.
"Dirake needs each of them, he has to show the Spectres what it means to mess with Clan Ganar," the second said.
"He's just mad I didn't record it," the first grumbled. Jane realized what they were talking about and her killing mind made the decision. The second Krogan was dead in seconds, the murderer was crippled, his neck, one heart, and both knees were toast but he was still alive. He couldn't call for help as Jane approached. With a couple of well placed pulls, he was unarmed. His green eyes stared at her as she opened the locked door. Salarians were inside, crouching together in fear, until they saw her.
"Shepard," one whispered in reverence.
"The path is clear through the basement, there is a hole right there. My Varren is in the basement, he will lead you. The southern tunnel is clear, keep my Varren with you. He's blue and white," she said. She tossed several of the males the weapons from the two Krogan. "I left this one alive if you want to finish him off for your sister." Two of the females, still nude looked at the males, two males offered their newly acquired weapons to the females. The Krogan attempted to talk as he dragged himself away, perhaps he was begging, perhaps he was cursing her, Jane would never know and she would not forget how they killed him, she would never make that offer again. When all but one Salarian was in the basement, he turned to her.
"Kill Dirake. If you can save our uncle, please do, but make sure that monster is dead," he said and Jane nodded. She headed to the stairs again. She moved up to the second floor only to find it would not open. She didn't like leaving a floor unexplored. She moved to the third floor. The door opened.
"I cannot believe that fool killed a female," Dirake's voice roared.
"He can be dealt with later, we need to be ready," a second Krogan voice stated. There was the sound of impact.
"I will make them both regret ever messing with the Ganar," Dirake snarled.
"We all will," the second said.
"Do you want to know what I plan to do to your friends?" Dirake purred.
"You will fail," Chirum's voice spoke. It was slow, paced. He was still defiant...good.
"I will make it slow for all of you. The human and you will have it the easiest. I will rape the human until you die. Your corpse will be the last thing she sees. We will break her pelvis. She wants to pretend to be Urdnot. We will treat her like a barren Krogan bitch and show her just how pathetic she is compared to a Krogan," Dirake snarled.
"You will not succeed," Chirum stated, still calm, but Jane suspected there was rage behind his gentle tone.
"The Asari will suffer for centuries. We will amputate her limbs. We will keep her and use her until she has no mind. We will let her grow old a plaything for our boredom," Dirake sneered.
"They will kill you," Chirum stated. There was another impact and Jane began to move, checking the room carefully. It looked clear. She froze. It was too clear. She pulled back a bit. She checked through a scope. Traps were everywhere, but no Krogan. She couldn't have killed them all...could she? She moved cautiously out, stepping over a trap. The third floor had mostly fallen down into the second. Dirake and Chirum were below her with at least one Krogan. There was no hissing of Vorcha. This was too clear. Jane heard the explosion start and quickly wrapped herself in a barrier, throwing herself into the center of the room. She hit on her shoulder and rolled to her feet, her aim at Dirake as he stood with a shit eating grin on his face. Four Krogan stood to either side of him. On his left, two held Chirum while two others had weapons aimed at him. The other side were all aimed at Jane. No fucking way her shields would hold up.
"Welcome, Shepard, we have been expecting you," Dirake said. "My sons will be collecting those you set free shortly." Jane wondered if they were prepared for Blasto and Tela.
"I'm sure they'll have no trouble," Jane stated.
"Put down your weapon and we can just get this over," Dirake said. Two cameras were floating around the room.
"I don't plan to die that easily," Jane said and Dirake grinned.
"If you don't, I'll shoot the Salarian," he said.
"You already plan to kill us," Jane said and Dirake's face scrunched up.
"You think I am bluffing," he snarled.
"No, I think you are a coward," Jane said and his eyes widened in rage. "You are afraid to fight me one on one so you intend to hold someone hostage. I am Urdnot-Shepard, a member of a rival Clan, a female, and you are too afraid to fight me on your own." Jane spat on the ground and Dirake snarled.
"You think to trick me into saving the Salarian," he sneered slowly.
"You spend a lot of time talking about what I think. You waste time talking...like a female," Jane stated as she stood back. "You must have lived so old by playing the games of women." Dirake's face contorted with rage and Jane began to think that invoking Dirake's blood rage might be a bad idea. He charged and Jane dodged him.
"I will tear you to pieces and fuck your skull!" Dirake roared and Jane went to shoot only to have Dirake pull her assault rifle from her hands. In a flash he was on her and she was thrown into a nearby wall. Her breath was knocked from her body in the violent impact. She had no time to respond as he grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up. Jane's mouth gaped for oxygen wide enough for Dirake to shove his shotgun into her orifice. The taste of the weapon brought a knee-jerk response. In a move perfectly captured by the nearest floating camera, one hand gripped the base of the weapon, one hand shoved perfectly into his elbow, and last her head twisted to the side. Jane opened her mouth wider as the shotgun went off. She threw him away with all of her strength.
Pain was in her mind as Jane scrambled to her feet, cool air played over her teeth as blood coated her tongue and began to drip down the side of her face. As the camera swung around, Jane caught her reflection as she glowed biotic blue. Her cheek was mostly gone. Her signature scar blasted away by the shotgun barrel that had been in her mouth. Her teeth shone red through the hole that started scant centimeters behind the corner of her lips. A gruesome smile for those watching the feed.
Dirake roared from across the field and Jane returned the roar. He lifted his shotgun and she returned the pull, ripping the shotgun from his hand and impaling it into the face of one of his guards. The Krogan gurgled before dropping. Jane never noticed it as Dirake charged her again. She threw herself over him and he missed. Like an ancient bull-leaper, Jane used Dirake's hump to spin herself, landing on her feet. Dirake's charge sent him into two more of his guards. They tried to move out of his way but his rage was on him. He smashed their heads together, cracking the natural armor on their heads. Jane turned to look at him as he ripped into his own men. She staggered, unsure as to why, she realized she wasn't hearing properly. The shot probably deafened her ear, based on her stagger, it most likely busted her ear drum, taking with her some of her balance. Dirake didn't let the stagger go and charged again, this time Jane dove to the side. Dirake grazed her and she tumbled to the ground. She threw herself to the side on his return charge. Dirake slammed into one of his guards, this time the unfortunate Krogan was jammed into several pieces of rebar, one going through his head.
The remaining guards began to move back, dragging Chirum with them. Even they knew this was bad. Jane struggled to her feet, this time she was too slow. Dirake was on her in a second and the impact with the wall rattled her. He had her by the throat again and Jane's hands were on his wrists.
"You are weak! You dodge like a pyjak and I will kill you with my bare hands!" Dirake snarled into Jane's face before pulling her back and then slamming her into the wall. Jane's skull snapped into the wall and she was stunned. She was pulled back and slammed into the wall again. This time she heard a deep crack. Not of bone but of artificial materials. What could make a crack like that?
Jane's brain was rattled, but she was aware enough to realize Dirake had just crushed her implant. Her brain would be scrambled if he got another hit like that in. Her hand fumbled for her blade as he pulled her away from the wall. Wet warmth was in her scalp. Blood, blood from her skull, near the implant. Bad. That was bad. The blade was free and suddenly her fingers were closed on nothing.
"You think this will save you?" Dirake laughed, his rage was fading with her impending death. He chucked the blade behind him onto a piled of rubble. "No, I will choke the life out of you." One of the cameras floated over them and Jane absently realized, as his hands closed tightly on her throat, that many people across the galaxy would see her die. The brown Tuchunka sky mocked Jane with its hazy white light. Her throat was closed and Jane clutched at his wrists. He laughed as he straddled her legs. Jane was going to die. She was going to die! The white sunlight glinted off her blade. Her biotics fluttered and Jane felt agony rush through her brain.
"Haha! You call that a biotic attack! Pathetic!" Dirake laughed, letting her get a moment of air. Jane sucked it in greedily only for him to shut her throat again. "Suffer, human. You are no Krogan!" Her eyes played on the blade and she remembered the agony of using her biotics the first time on Mindoir. The slaver. She used her biotics before her implant, she could do it now with a broken one. Her biotics fluttered again, she skin looking like she was underwater as she focused on the blade. It was hard with her world contracting. She pulled and the blade flew towards her. Dirake stopped, his hands limp. Jane gasped for air as he stared down at her. She gasped as she pulled back, dragging herself out from under him by her elbows. Her head was spinning, blood was moving down her neck. She was in bad shape. Their living audience was gone and Dirake was staring at her for a moment, his hand moved to touched the back of his crest. Jane staggered to her feet, he was moving in slow motion.
"You..." he gasped and Jane saw the blade had slipped under his crest.
"You lose," she hissed as she lunged at him, grabbing the blade and twisting, the top of his skull popped up, exposing his brain to the air. He stared up at her and she managed to kicked him over. He lay there shuddering as death came. The cameras floated around her and she caught a glimpse of herself. Her blood soaked teeth peering through the red ruin of her cheek, a red streak moved down her neck and the breast of her armor, and both her eyes had blood red sclera from where her blood vessels had ruptured in her eyes. She looked like death. She stared at one of the cameras, glowing blue, the agony of her biotics made her vision narrow only on the cameras.
"Never think you can target Spectres and get away with it," Jane growled as her biotics caught the cameras. "And never underestimate me!" She slammed the cameras down, destroying them. Her body became weightless and Jane seemed to fall into darkness.
~*TF*~
Jane felt weight in the darkness. She was laying on a metal table with a loose sheet laying over her nude body. She opened her eyes to the darkness; she could feel the hole in her cheek, the shards of her implant in her brain, and the ache of her eyes with their ruptured vessels. She had died, on Tuchunka, killing Dirake. She had managed to take down Dirake with her, it was a shame she couldn't figure out how to save the colonies that were vanishing, but she had gone out in a way that John would have to admit was good.
"Don't go," John said and Jane blinked as she realized she heard her brother. She turned her blood red eyes to her left, there was a second table. She and John were on autopsy tables, both covered to the neck by white sheets. John lay on the table next to her, his skin grey and withered. The skin of a body lost in space. His own eyes matched her own, ruptured vessels bleeding into the sclera with the lack of oxygen, his from the vacuum of space while hers were from strangulation. She turned her head to him and they stared at each other.
"I'm coming, John," she said and he stared at her with sad eyes.
"Don't go, Jane," he whispered, his voice was hoarse as if he hadn't used it in a long time. She stared at him as he struggled. His arm slipped free, bone thin from spacing, withered by the loss of gases, skin split in angry fissures.
"I want to be with you, John," Jane sobbed, tears burning her already painful eyes. She struggled to reach for her brother.
"Don't leave me," John said again, his hand reaching for hers. His blood red eyes pleading with hers.
"But you're there, you're gone," Jane said, confused as she struggled to get her arm out from under the sheet.
"Don't go...I can't see my baby sister die," he gasped and Jane's hand was free. She swung her arm out and their caught each other by the wrist. "Don't leave me." Jane stared at her brother's face, withered but slowly fleshing out. "Don't leave, baby sister." Jane held his wrist, it was withered but it looked less grey and it felt warm.
"By fourteen minutes," Jane muttered as she looked at him. "I won't leave yet."
Jane gasped and sat up. A nurse screamed in shock causing Tela to fall out of her chair and Blasto to begin howling.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 21st, 2185 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial Hospital, Citadel
"How the hell did you get me an L5 implant?" Jane asked as Tela grinned from her seat next to Jane's bed. A large bandage covered Jane's head, half of her face covered while the back of her head was almost completely covered.
"I have my sources, plus you have created the most badass Spectre propaganda ever," she said as she pulled up an image on her omni-tool. An image of Jane, glowing with biotic power, a bloody knife in one hand and her other reaching out towards the camera Subtitles said "Never underestimate me" as her lips moved. 'Spectre strong' floated where Jane had been and Jane groaned.
"What the hell is that?" she asked.
"Fan made Spectre recruitment vids," Tela grinned. "You are now officially one of the most bad ass Spectres."
"I'm in the hospital with a large chunk of my face being regrown using cybernetic implants and the base of my head shaved because I got a new implant...an expensive and supposedly still in development one," Jane said giving Tela a look. The Asari Spectre gave her a look.
"Jane...you took out a one thousand year old battlemaster in basically hand to hand combat. You saved most of Chirum's family as well as Chirum," she said looking at Jane. "You're a damn hero and it wasn't just me who got you those implants. Your stay here at Huerta is covered by Spectre costs, the extras were a gift from Chirum and myself. Hell, his mate put most of the money in after she got the majority of her daughters back safe."
"I didn't save all of them," Jane said and Tela gave her a look.
"You did a hell of a lot more than me. I took out the goons that came down to go after the group you sent down and Blasto helped me. Chirum, Blasto, and I took care of the few guards left while you were slicing the top of Dirake's head off," the Asari said. "You avenged Aelaxos."
"He was a good Turian," Jane said.
"Yeah, and you're a good human, when you get out of here, we need to get a drink," Tela said.
"Yeah," Jane said with a grin.
"You should also thank that Turian friend of yours," she said and Jane blinked.
"Garrus?" she asked.
"He was here every day while you took your two week beauty nap," Tela said. "Took care of Blasto. I haven't seen him since the day you woke up. He left before you woke of course."
"I will," Jane said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 2nd, 2185 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial Hospital, Citadel
"Please do not transfer me again or I will come down there with my Varren and we are going to have a discussion on upsetting recovering Spectres," Jane said quietly to the Salarian C-Sec officer. He froze mid way into transferring her.
"You're a Spectre?" he asked and Jane stared at him.
"Yes, as I was trying to explain, I'm Jane Shepard," she said and his eyes began to flutter.
"Never underestimate me!" he yelped and Jane nodded.
"I know, so many people don't recognize me without the bloody sclera, I know, but I have been looking for nearly two weeks for Garrus Vakarian," Jane said. "Originally I was told he went on vacation, however, I was never given his return date. Now I'm being told that he is no longer working for C-Sec."
"What is your relationship with Officer Vakarian?" the Salarian asked and Jane felt the urge to pound her head into the table.
"I'm coming down with my Varren," she said as she started to get out of bed.
"He's quit! He quit!" the Salarian cried and Jane blinked.
"Did he leave any contact information?" she asked.
"Nothing, he just quit, that's all we have," the Salarian explained and Jane nodded.
"Thank you," she said and disconnected. "Where the hell are you, Garrus?"
"Jane?" David asked at the door and Jane stood up and saluted. "Well you look much better."
"Had to get up so I could walk Blasto," Jane said and he nodded. "I'm glad you were willing to come."
"You said you had some ideas for additional security for the colonies," he said.
"We need to protect the security systems. I've contacted Tali, she's seen about sending a kid on their pilgrimage to one of our colonies, it's not great, but it could help us with catching video footage," Jane said and David nodded.
"That can't be all?" he said and Jane nodded.
"We need to be putting teams on the ground before another colony can be hit," Jane said and he had a look. "Shit..."
"We lost two, we didn't know about one because it was another colony that didn't want Alliance interference," he said and Jane shook her head.
"The other?" Jane asked.
"We had an N7 team on the ground within twenty hours of communication loss. All the same signs," he said.
"We need a biotic on the ground," Jane said.
"You can't do it," he said and Jane looked up. "The doctors explained that they weren't letting you go until they were certain your implant was fully functional. You're grounded, Shepard, get used to it." Jane didn't argue, until her biotics were up and running, she didn't dare.
"Alenko just got a promotion, he can take a colony," David said and Jane nodded.
"Send Ash...I mean Williams with him. I like them watching each other's backs," Jane said.
"I hear you put their names in for Human Spectre status," he said.
"Theirs aren't the only ones, just the two I think will go the furthest," Jane said and David looked at her. "What?"
"I'm just impressed you put Alenko forward," he said and Jane looked at him.
"Personal lives are not what makes a good Spectre. Kaidan is a good soldier, he would be a good Spectre too," Jane said and David nodded.
"I'll send that on, you recover, Jane, we need you out there," he said and Jane nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 19th, 2185 CE
Location: Presidium, Citadel
Jane was floating with Blasto patiently watching her from the grass.
"Shepard?" a voice called and Jane looked to see Green waving at her.
"How's the Okinawa?" she asked.
"We're good. Mostly doing escort missions while you're here," he said and Jane noticed a little air about him.
"You know me, Green, I'm the still person I was before the mean Krogan scramble my brains," she said as she collected her towel from next to Blasto and slipped it over her shoulder. Her hair was starting to grow back on the base of her head, but she still felt self conscious about it.
"I know, ma'am, it's just. People are still talking about it. You took on a Krogan one on one and..." Jane gave him a look and Green shut up. "I have the report from the colonies you wanted. Councilor Anderson told me to bring it to you."
"Thank you, Green," Jane said as she took the data pad. It had plenty of images. Jane would start another round of recommendations, but it seemed like her first order didn't cut it, turrets needed to be placed with automated targeting systems. "Is there something else?"
"When will you be cleared?" Green asked and Jane smiled.
"Blasto and I should be back next week," she said. "The Council and Alliance found us a nice slave ring to break up. We're going after one of the batch that works in Citadel space."
"You can do that easy," Green grinned.
"Oh, I had you tapped for the mission team," she said.
"Do not," Green shot back and Jane grinned.
"Are you suddenly talking back to me?" she asked and he paled.
"No ma'am, I just know you prefer my flying to Helfer's," he said and Jane nodded.
"I'll be back after the next check up, which is tomorrow," she said.
"Based on your hovering you have to be back to normal right?" Green asked and Jane smirked.
"Better, I was doing that for nearly four hours," she replied before snapping her fingers at Blasto to follow her back to her room.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 5th, 2185 CE
Location: En route to Fortuna System
"It was too easy, John," Jane said as she recorded her journal. "The slavers were half dead, said they had come from Omega. Lost their leader to a vigilante." Jane swirled the ice cubes in her glass. "What was he called?"
"Archangel," her VI called from the corner.
"Thank you, Hick-John," Jane said before looking at the recorder. "I changed his name. Knave felt wrong. Hick-John is much better. Still, Archangel scared these guys out of the Terminus so I'm not sure how good he is. Still, he killed their leader and so now these guys are caught by me. It was just too easy. The nice thing is I have a schedule of Hegemony slave pick up dates for the next month., so the Batarians will be dealing with Alliance raids for the next two months. Rather proud about that.
"It's good to be back, I was worried for a while that the scrambling my brain took was going to knock me out of the uniform. I still am worried about having an early release L5 unit, but supposedly it is safe. If my brain can't handle it I'm thinking about giving Blasto power of attorney," Jane said as she sat back.
"I have another Cerberus mission, this one is Council orders, however, I have tapped the Alliance for help. I don't know how much I like this, but this one is better scouted. It is a listening post. I'll take them out and see if I can't get more intel. Word is they have spies everywhere. Never a good thing. I wonder what you would make of them, John. A group of humans putting us above all others. Not good," Jane sighed as she sipped her drink, lost in thought. Her hand absently rubbing the new implant on the back of her head.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 11th, 2185 CE
Location: Alliance Temporary Housing, Citadel
Jane looked at the bottle of whiskey. David had once again remembered her birthday. The second one she had alone. She opened the bottle and pouted a couple fingers into a glass. She did not care for whiskey, but it was a waste to be sober on her birthday. Blasto grinned at her from the bed.
"What has you so happy?" she asked and the Varren's tail began to thump behind him. Jane chuckled and the Varren quickly approached, placing his head on her leg. She stroked his head as she sipped the whiskey. It burned and she wrinkled her nose. Kaidan would have like it. The thought made her heart ache. She stared at the lights of the ward, her fingers playing over Blasto's scalp. Her omni-tool binged and she quickly placed the glass down before opening it.
"Shepard?" a Salarian asked and Jane nodded.
"Speaking," she said.
"I have a lead on that Turian you are looking for," he said and Jane blinked.
"Do I know you?" she asked and he chuckled.
"No, I owe Chirum a favor, he said this would suffice," the Salarian explained and Jane shook her head.
"What did you find?" she asked and he grinned.
"Your Turian bought a one way ticket to Omega. It was with a credit chip and not an account to account purchase. It took some time to link everything together and it wasn't strictly legal..." he explained and Jane held up a hand.
"If you broke rules, the less I know the better," she said. "Did he make it?"
"He bought several chips before he left, all but one has been used up," the Salarian said. "But the last one was used three days ago. Unless he was robbed or traded them, he's probably still alive on Omega."
"Thank you," Jane said and he grinned.
"It was an easy thing to discover," he said and Jane chuckled.
"For some. I'll let Chirum know you barely broke a sweat," she said and he groaned.
"Please no!" he whined.
"Thank you...I don't know your name," Jane said.
"Jondum, Spectre Jondum Bau," he said and Jane smiled.
"Thanks, Jane, Spectre Jane Shepard," she said.
"Nice working with you," he said and then clicked off.
"Well, Blasto, it looks like after we take care of this next Cerberus issue, we are taking some time off to find our dear Turian friend," Jane said and Blasto barked happily.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 3rd, 2185 CE
Location: Cerberus Base, Classified
Jane perched on the overlook waiting for Slayer Leader to call in the attack from the Alliance loaned N7 Special Task Force. At the moment she was working as both a Council Spectre and an Alliance officer. She was not given command because of the Spectre aspect of her role. Her goggles were recording everything she saw, which was why she was on the outcrop above the base.
"We have confirmation on location of the package," Shadow stated and Jane blinked. The package was supposedly an upper level Cerberus scientist.
"All agents move into position," Slayer Leader ordered and Jane moved to the main entrance. Her job was to make it so the main entrance was not an option for escape. All agents confirmed positioning. "Engage." Jane dropped from the overlook, her biotics allowing her to land in the classic superhero stance. She quickly lifted the nearest mako and threw it into the door. She repeated it, blocking the entrance with three makos and various equipment outside of the base. One grenade set the whole thing to flame and Jane quickly moved towards the roof. A few biotic bursts helping to throw herself up. She saw the shuttle appear out from the building.
"This is Fury, a shuttle is attempting to escape through the roof!" Jane cried as she cloaked and quickly began to sprint towards the shuttle. Several agents were getting in. Jane threw another grenade and the shuttle was in pieces. "Shuttle stopped."
"There's a second one, shit!" Paladin cried and Jane looked to her left, sure enough a second shuttle was loading on the opposite building. Jane zoomed in with her goggles and she could see a woman with black hair and a skin tight outfit loading up with a suitcase.
"The package is leaving, she got what she needed. Shit," Demolisher groaned and Jane threw a chunk of the shuttle behind her at the other roof. It nearly hit and the woman turned to look at where it had come from. Jane's cloak hid her, but she suspected the woman knew she was there. She turned and hurried climbed into the shuttle and it took off, closing the door as it did.
"Damn," someone muttered.
"Not a full loss, we got a lot of information," Shadow reported.
"Where were they heading?" Jane asked.
"Location Unknown," Slayer stated and Jane looked up at the lights that were the shuttle. Jane narrowed her eyes, she wondered for a moment what that woman was planning to do. Was she one of the scientists that had been after Jane? Not that Jane would ever let Cerberus get a shot at her.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 30th, 2185 CE
Location: Council Chambers, Citadel
"We appreciate you making this request in person, Shepard," Tevos said and Jane nodded at the Councilors.
"So you intend to take time to search for a lost friend?" Sparatus huffed.
"Yes. I believe that I have earned a vacation," Jane said and the Turian snorted.
"It is not uncommon, we appreciate the warning," David said and Jane nodded her head at him.
"She only just started after being out of commission for three months," Sparatus snarled.
"A reminder that Spectre Shepard saved several young females and a fellow Spectre," Valern stated.
"I still say this is a waste of a perfectly functional agent," Sparatus muttered.
"You have our leave," Tevos said and Jane saluted.
"Thank you, Councilors," she said.
~*TF*~
"How long do you think it will take you?" David asked in his office and Jane shook her head.
"At least two weeks, Garrus is too smart to be easy to find," she said. "I'll stop by T'Loak and let her know I'm on Omega."
"Is that wise?" David asked and Jane nodded.
"Aria may be a ruthless dictator, but she's very accommodating if you show her respect," Jane said and he offered her a drink. She waved a hand.
"The Prothean digs are looking good, they expect to reach the pod chambers within the next three months," he said.
"I should be back in time for that," Jane said.
"I'll forward any information on missing colonies should that occur," David said and Jane winced.
"Hopefully when I find Garrus, he'll agree with me about getting Tali on board. Maybe create a small task force for trying to improve colony defense," Jane muttered.
"You think Vakarian will be able to help on that?" he asked and Jane nodded.
"Ash and Kaidan are on site, hopefully they can do their part on the ground, I'll put money down that if I get Garrus, Tali will come along. The two of them should be able to think of what I'm missing. I'm not a tech, but they both know weapons and tech," Jane said.
"I wish you luck," David said. "Will Blasto be okay on Omega?"
"I think he'll love it," Jane said. "I'll be heading out tomorrow."
"Keep me up to date, Shepard," he ordered.
"Yes sir," Jane replied with a salute.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 1st, 2186 CE
Location: Lazarus Facility, Subject’s Sterile Recovery Room
…
…
…pain…
…tingling pain…
…face…arms…legs…
“…there, on the monitor. Something’s wrong.”
…what was wrong? Did I fall asleep at the mess hall table again?’
John slowly, agonizingly opened his eyes. He saw sterile white and ducts above him. Hospital. Was he hurt? How did he…?
“He’s reacting to outside stimuli. Showing an awareness of his surroundings.” A man’s voice said. Near him, by his head, above him.
How did he…the attack! The Normandy! His crew!
“Oh my God, Miranda. I think he’s waking up.”
John had to get up. He had to see who made it, who else Jane saved. He needed to know Liara was safe. Alive. He needed to kiss her and hug Jane. He needed to get up.
He didn’t die! She saved him!
A heart monitor began to accelerate and he saw a brunette walk by his left as his eyes began to focus. He turned right and saw a bald man standing by him.
“Damn it, Wilson! He’s not ready yet.” female voice, British accent. Angry, afraid. “Give him the sedative!”
John turned to her, his heart beating wildly but now every beat sent a bolt of pain straight to his head. He had to get up, touch them. Hold them. Save the others, help his friends.
“Shepard,” the woman said and he raised his left hand to try and reach out. “Don’t try to move.” She took his arm by the wrist and set it down. “Just lie still. Try to stay calm.”
…okay, but his head hurt now and his heart continued to beat harder and harder…he was dizzy now…
“Heart rate still climbing. Brian activity is off the charts.” John heart a beeping alarm begin to sound. “Stats pushing into the red zone. It’s not working!”
John turned to the right, watching them. His heart was racing his head ache was now blinding. Pain was shooting down into his limbs. What was happening to him?
“Another dose now!”
…oh…that felt good…so sleepy…
“Heart rate dropping. Stats dropping back into normal range.”
The woman stepped over him this time and he saw her clearly. Bright blue eyes, dark black hair, pink lips…an angel…she saved him…?
“That was too close. We almost lost him.” The man again. The woman scowled and turned to glare at the man as his eyes began to drift shut.
“I told you your estimates were wrong. Run the numbers again.” She snapped. John’s eyes drifted closed.
He was okay. He was safe.
Jane had saved him.
~*TF*~
Notes:
Toby’s AN: Ha how you like them apples kids?! This is one of my favorite chapters so far! Belle wrote most of it and she did a fantastic job! Now for me, just me I want you guys to play this song and read the parts with Jane alone again. I even gave Belle this song because I think it fits how Jane feel so much during this chapter. No Easy Way Out by Robert Tepper. *whispers in aside to them* The Rocky 4 version is better than the Robret Tepper music video! Though Belle hates Rocky series. *pout*
Belle: AN: I actually have a playlist I built while writing for Jane. This is the music I listened to when I wrote this, certain songs were put on repeat when I was writing specific scenes.
Across the Line - Linkin Park
All That I've Got - The Used
Alone ToGether - Fall Out Boy
Amaranth - Nightwish
Angel with a Shotgun - The Cab
Anthem - Superchick
Awake and Alive - Skillet (This was a repeater)
Bartender - Lady Antebellum
Coming Back Down - Hollywood Undead
Commander Shepard - Miracle of Sound
Courtesy Call - Thousand Foot Krutch
Day of the Dead - Hollywood Undead
A Demon's Fate - Within Temptation
Don't Wake Me Up - Chris Brown
Fallen - Delerium (A big part of Kaiden's pieces)
False Pretense - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Fourth of July - Fall Out Boy
Freakshow - Skillet
Frontline - Pillar
Give Me Back My Life - Papa Roach
Hero - Skillet
Hope of Morning - Icon for Hire (This was a repeater)
I Fooled You - Awaken the Giant
I know what you Did Last Summer - Shawn Mendes & Camila Cabello
I will Follow You into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie
I'm Not Okay (I Promise) - My Chemical Romance
Image of the Invisible - Thrice
Immortals - Fall Out Boy
In The End - The Anix
It Has Begun - Starset
Kick Ass - MIKA & RedOne
The Kill - 30 Seconds to Mars
Kill Em With Kindness - Selena Gomez (I really can't explain this one)
Li'l Red Riding Hood - Bowling for Soup
Lion - Hollywood Undead
Looking for Angels - Skillet
Monster - Skillet
No Easy Way Out - Robert Tepper
Not Gonna Die - Skillet
Novocaine - Fall Out Boy
On My Own - Ashes Remain (This was a repeater)
On My Own - The Used
Only One - Skyhill
Protectors of the Earth - Two Steps from Hell
Save Me - Aimee Mann
Shattered - Trading Yesterday
Ship to Wreck - Florence + The Machine
Skyscraper - Demi Lovato
Sleep - Conjure One (Drunken Jane Theme in my mind)
Spirit Never Die - Masterplan
Start a Fire - Ryan Star
Stitches - Shawn Mendes
Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You) - Kelly Clarkson
SuperLuv - Shane Dawson
Take Me - Papa Roach
Take it Back - Miracle of Sound
Tales of the Electric Romeo - Immediate
The End is Where We Begin - Thousand Food Krutch
This is Gonna Hurt - Sixx:AM (Jane on Tuchunka Theme)
This is War - 30 Seconds to Mars
Time of Dying - Three Days Grace
Uma Therman - Fall Out Boy
Unbreakable - Fireflight
Undone - FFH
Unknown Soldier - Breaking Benjamin
War of Change - Thousand Foot Krutch
We Are - Hollywood Undead
We Are One - J.T. Machinima
We'll Be Counting Stars - Big Good Boys Band
What Have You Done - Within Temptation (The Brutal Side of Jane Theme)
While Your Lips are Still Red - Nightwish
Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jump
Chapter 12: The More Things Change...
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
John Shepard wakes up trapped in Cerberus' clutches. He sees the effects of the Collectors on Freedom's Progress and begins to suspect that working for Cerberus may be a necessary evil, but he won't do so without people he trusts. Can he reach Jane for an extraction before his new Cerberus crew takes him on a suicide mission?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: So, now we know what happened to Jane while Cerberus brought John back to life. I hope you guys enjoyed 10 and understand why we didn’t kill anyone off during Virmire now. I personally think it hits Jane a lot harder because of that and well, it’s John. So, let’s see how John reacts to being on his own, among the enemy…
Also, I meant to get this out before Andromeda came out but work, the hellish process of buying a home and BotW kind of delayed this a bit. And retyping the *beep*ing conversations…seriously can’t we just leave those spots blank and let you guys fill them in?
Belle's Note: I don't know about other people, but I had a blast with Andromeda and I was totally stoked that they have the Ryders as twins. I was so thrilled that I actually started two playthroughs just to check that Sara is always the older archeologist protector and Scott is always the younger Alliance Relay guard. I never thought we would be presented this kind of scenario so I have to state "We totally did it first!"
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 11: The More Things Change...
Earth Date: January 8th, 2186 CE
Location: Lazarus Facility, Subject’s Sterile Recovery Room
“…wake up Commander…”
It was that woman again. Her voice was insistent, commanding, alluring and echoing.
“Shepard, do you hear me?” John felt the room shake and he slowly opened his eyes.
“Get out of that bed now, this facility is under attack.” John groaned and reached up to rub his chin and jaw as the room shook again, rattling him and sending a jolt through him. He felt better than the last time he woke up but there was a dull ache in all of his joints, along his back, up to his neck and even his skull. His face felt taunt and it felt like all of his teeth were throbbing. He winced as the room shook again and John recognized an explosion in the distance. “Shepard. Your scars aren’t healed, but I need you to get moving. This facility is under attack.”
John grunted and sat up, wincing as he did and grabbing his side as his ribs began to throb. Every movement hurt, like his entire body was one giant pulled muscle. He glanced up and saw large windows displaying the halls surround the room. Fire was in the halls and he saw the occasional tracer bullet streak. The woman on the room’s communications system was right. They were under attack but by who? He swung his legs over the side and was surprised to note he was dressed. He didn’t recognize the colors but assumed it was related to the hospital as they weren’t Alliance colors.
“There’s a pistol in the locker on the other side of the room. Hurry!” John focused and saw the locker near the bed he was on. He hopped off the table and made his way to the locker, noting that he felt bulkier and heavier. When John opened the locker, he couldn’t help but smile. Not only was there a pistol in there, there was also a full set of N7 armor inside. He didn’t recognize the model but that didn’t matter. He quickly suited up, noting that it fit perfectly. Obviously, they’d taken his measurements while he’d been out and procured the suit. He checked the pistol over, again not a familiar model but a pistol was a pistol, however there was a slight alteration. There was a round, empty slot in the base of the grip and…
“This pistol doesn’t have a thermal clip.” John called. His throat twinged and he forced himself to swallow several times. It felt like he hadn’t spoken in days. How long had he been here?
“It’s a med bay.” The woman snapped. “We’ll get you a clip from...” she cut herself off with a startled noise. “Damn it! Those canisters by the door are going to blow! Get behind cover, now!”
“Yes dear,” John muttered softly, already moving behind a piece of machinery. He reached it in time as the canisters exploded, taking out the door with them. John didn’t hesitate, moving up to head through the doors.
“Someone’s hacking security trying to kill you. Look for a thermal clip for your pistol.” She ordered and John rolled his eyes. Like he hadn’t asked for that just a moment ago. He found a body in a jumpsuit like the one he was wearing under the armor. Shaking his head, John searched them and found a thermal clip. It was slightly different than he was used to. It looked cheaper, mass produced and was colored black and red with several notches on it. It also fit perfectly into his pistol which beeped and displayed a shot count the moment he slapped it in. He’d heard word about trying to go back with a pop and switch system to allow you to shoot more and not have to wait if you overheated your gun but word was that wouldn’t have been rolled out for a few more months. Had he really been unconscious for months?
John moved into the next room and saw that several of the desks and containers had been positioned around the door to his room, along with several more bodies.
“Looks like they set up a barricade to try holding the mechs off.” The woman noted and John felt guilty. They’d given their lives while he’d slept. Damn it, he had to help them! John moved swiftly into the other room, easily moving over the barricade. Out of the corner of his eye to the right he saw something move. He swung to the right and…then everything slowed. He heard the woman on the overhead PA exclaim but it was slow. A security mech was raising its gun to shoot, in fact a few shots went off but slower than usual. John raised his pistol, moving as fast as he always did and popped it twice in the head, making it explode.
Then it was over, everything was moving normal and John felt himself breathing hard, fingers and arms tingling, his brain awhirl. What the hell was that?
“Keep moving. We need to get you to the shuttles.” The woman ordered and John swiftly headed for the stairs.
“Something just happened to me, it felt like time slowed down but I kept moving at normal speed.” John called out, swiftly checking the rooms. Some security mechs entered the next room and John felt time slow again as he opened fire. It lasted just about as long as before but this time John was ready for it, dropping the mechs as fast as he could.
“Your kidneys were severely damaged and your adrenal glands were destroyed when you were spaced, Shepard.” The woman noted. “Along with a few more key organs, nerve clusters, and most of the nerves throughout your body we had to replace them. The artificial hormones, like adrenaline, flood your system just like your natural ones did but are much more potent. You have enhanced reflexes as a side effect. It’ll last for a few moments and eventually you may even learn how to trigger it as you like.”
“Which way?” he asked, grabbing a few clips the mechs had dropped and popping out the used one for a fresh clip.
“Straight ahead!” John immediately moved through and saw a large mech stomping through the halls beyond the glass, mowing down people who weren’t even wearing armor. John snarled at the sight. “Don’t waste time. I can’t keep the mechs distracted for long.”
Annoyed but knowing she was right, John headed down the hall.
~*TF*~
Twenty minutes later John was thoroughly pissed off and he was getting a bad feeling. Everywhere he went all he’d found were dead bodies and hacked mechs. Shortly after finding a grenade launcher the comms had gone offline too, cutting him off from the woman guiding him out. A few minutes later he’d found an office with a video log of the woman, who was apparently named Miranda. He’d recognized her as the one speaking to him over the comms and from when he woke up the first time. He’d also seen this strange orange symbol on the walls and the shoulders of everyone’s clothes. He noticed it on his own clothing as he’d clamped his armor over it and he felt like he’d seen it before. He’d downloaded all the files he could, noting that they were all talking about one thing, him and his medical care. Add that to the fact he’d yet to see one connection to the Alliance and he felt like something was wrong.
“Hostiles!” a voice shouted ahead and John picked up the pace. He stormed through the next doorway and found a man in a black and white combat suit. He was of African heritage and had buzzed hair with a stubbly chin goatee.
“Shepard?” he exclaimed in surprise as John slid into cover next to him. “What are you doing here? I thought you were still a work in progress.”
“Are you with Miranda?” John asked. He glanced over the edge and took a couple of shots, sending a mech flying back as they impacted its chest.
“Yeah, sorry. I forgot this is all new to you right now.” The man replied. “I’m Jacob Taylor and I’ve been stationed here for-” Jacob was cut off as more mechs came in from the other side and began opening fire, forcing both men to duck lower behind the railing panels. After a second Jacob popped up and shot one in the head, blasting it to pieces and the mech’s body slumped to the ground. “Things must be worse than I thought if Miranda’s got you running around. I’ll fill you in, but we better get you to the shuttle first. I’m low on thermal clips, but I’m also a biotic. Just give the order when you want me to hit them with the good stuff.”
“How about now?” John replied, standing up to quickly plant a few rounds into one of the mechs. Jacob quickly followed suit and yanked the last two towards them with a pull. As the mechs lurched over the side and floated towards them. As Jacob aimed his pistol to shoot them John motioned for him to wait. John shot the last mech standing in the head sending it crashing to the floor in a flurry of sparks and robotic error noises. It was quiet for only a moment just as Jacob’s biotic field on the floating mechs expired and they fell to their destruction in the shaft between the two areas. John nodded, satisfied and holstered his pistol.
“I’ll take that explanation a bit later if you don’t mind,” John said gesturing to the door way. “I’d like to meet up with this Miranda and get the whole story instead of bits and pieces.” Jacob grinned at him and nodded.
“Sure thing Shepard,” Jacob replied heading for the door, “I’ll show you the way.”
~*TF*~
“Hold still damn it,” John growled at Wilson. The doctor finally stopped his belly aching as John jabbed the medi-gel from his suit’s dispenser into the wound. It quickly spread and sealed. John nodded and stood before extending a hand down to Wilson. The doctor grabbed John’s gauntlet and John helped him to his feet as Jacob finished clearing the crates out of the way. Shortly after John had headed off with Jacob, Wilson had called out over the comms for help. They’d hurried to the man’s location and found him bleeding from a gunshot.
“Thanks Shepard, I never thought you’d save my life. I guess that makes us even, huh?” Wilson muttered looking down at his leg and tested it by putting some weight on it. Apparently satisfied it wouldn’t buckle under him, Wilson sighed and stood normally. “I thought maybe I could shut down the security mechs, but whoever did this fried the system. Completely irreversible.”
“We didn’t ask what you were doing.” Jacob replied, turning back from shoving the last crate aside with his biotics and fixing Wilson with an annoyed look. “Why do you even have security mech clearance? You were in the bio wing.” John raised an eyebrow at that.
“Weren’t you listening? I came here to try and fix this!” Wilson retorted. “Besides I was shot! How do you explain that?” John shook his head. Numerous ways listed itself in John’s mind, Wilson shooting himself at the top of that list followed by being careless with reprogramming the mechs and not marking himself as friend in the mechs’ friend/foe system. Dozens of possibilities came to his mind but surrounded by killer robots in an isolated facility wasn’t the best time to get those answers.
“You’re all strangers to me. Let’s get someplace safe, then we’ll sort out whose fault this is.” John replied, heading past the two men and walking over the walkway.
“Look this is getting tense.” Jacob spoke up from behind John. He was going to keep walking but stopped at what Jacob said next. “Shepard, if I tell you who we work for, will you trust me?” John turned around and saw the hesitant expression on the man’s face and Wilson’s continuing scowl.
“This isn’t really the time Jacob,” Wilson snapped.
“We won’t make it if he’s expecting a shot in the back.” Jacob snapped at Wilson, turning to fix the man with a glare. Wilson huffed and crossed his arms like an angry toddler.
“If you want to piss off the boss, it’s your ass Jacob.” Wilson bit out and John couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the man. Jacob turned back to John before speaking.
“The Lazarus Project, the program that rebuilt you…it’s funded and controlled by Cerberus.”
Terror.
Anger.
Rage.
Hate.
All these emotions blasted through John in an instant. Hunting them, those experiments he and the others had stopped. The Admiral. Akuze and the hell Jane had gone through. He hadn’t even realized his hand had drifted to his pistol until a large crack echoed in the suddenly dead quiet room. John blinked and took a deep breath, releasing the iron grip he’d had on his still folded pistol on his side, the handle now showing a thick crack from where John had gripped it.
“If you hadn’t saved my life, I’d have shot you both,” John snarled. Wilson’s eyes were wide and he glanced at Jacob as the other man approached John just a few steps.
“Look, I get it. With you and your sister’s history with some of the rogue cells of our organization, I’d be calling for blood too. But us, the Lazarus cell, we brought you back after the Alliance gave up on you, declared you dead. Right now, though we have to work together to get out of here.” Jacob stated. “I thought you deserved to know what’s what.” John grunted and considered it. Jacob had ample opportunities to shoot him in the back and he hadn’t. This facility was dedicated to him and his well-being. They’d spent billions in credits on him to bring him back to one hundred percent. He’d take Jacob at his word for now but there was a hell of a lot of questions to be answered when this was all over and they were safe and sound.
“I want to find out exactly what the hell is going on when this is done,” John replied. Jacob nodded in agreement.
“Once we’re off the station, I’ll take you to the Illusive Man. He’ll explain everything, I promise.” Jacob said and John snorted at that. So, he’d already learned one thing, their leader called himself the Illusive Man. Oi vey.
“I don’t care how well he explains everything, I don’t work with terrorists,” John snapped turning around to head for the shuttle bay.
“Tell it to the boss, anyway we’re almost to the shuttle bay.” Jacob retorted. John grunted and stormed down the hall.
This day just kept getting better and better…
~*TF*~
“Which way?” John snapped to Wilson as the last of the mechs fell to the ground in the docking area with a shower of sparks.
“Through here.” Wilson replied, jogging ahead of John to one of the docking access halls. Wilson started entering his code into the door lock. “We’re almost at the-” Wilson was cut off as the doors snapped apart revealing Miranda. Dirty and scuffed, her hair a mess and sweaty, she had an annoyed expression on her face. John was again struck by the ethereal beauty she had as Miranda glared at Wilson. “Miranda! But, you were-”
Wilson was cut off one last time as Miranda raised her pistol and shot Wilson in face, smearing the entry way with blood and brain matter. John instantly snatched up his pistol aiming it at her.
“Dead?” Miranda finished at Wilson’s corpse with a sneer.
“What the hell are you doing?” Jacob exclaimed, rushing over with an expression of shock on his face.
“My job,” Miranda said coldly, “Wilson betrayed us all.”
“Even if you’re sure, did he really deserve that kind of a reception?” John snarked. Miranda turned to face him and an amused expression came over her when she saw John’s pistol pointed at her.
“He sabotaged the security systems, killed my staff, and he would have killed us.” Miranda retorted.
“You sure about that, Miranda?” Jacob replied. “We’ve known Wilson for years. What if you’re wrong?”
“I’m never wrong,” Miranda said, a little smirk that John found scary but sexy as hell. This woman was the definition of a femme fatal. Worse, was that she knew it. “I thought you’d have learned that by now, Jacob.”
“Still, you should have tried to take him alive. Seen what he knew and who he worked for.” John noted, lowering his pistol but keeping it in his hand.
“Too risky.” Miranda noted, shaking her head. “I’ve put too much time and effort bringing you back to life to let you get killed now.”
“You really think Wilson’s capable of that?” Jacob questioned. Miranda glanced at Wilson’s body and back to Jacob, raising at eyebrow at him.
“Not anymore.” She noted and John bit back a laugh. Damned if he didn’t find himself starting to like Miranda and her snark. He bit the side of his tongue and shook his head. They were Cerberus operatives. He had to keep them at an arm’s distance until he knew where they stood.
“So what’s our next step?” John asked, holstering his pistol.
“We get on the shuttle and go. My boss wants to meet you and I want to run a few simple tests on the flight there to make sure your mental faculties are intact.”
“You mean the Illusive Man? I know you work for Cerberus.” John noted. Miranda shot Jacob an amused look.
“Ah, Jacob. I should’ve known your conscience would get the better of you.” Miranda drawled.
“Lying to the commander isn’t the way to get him to join our cause.” Jacob noted and John couldn’t help snorting at that. Right, join Cerberus. And Laira’s mother was a Krogan.
“I’ve had enough of this station for a lifetime, let’s get going.” John cut in, heading for the shuttle.
“Or two in your case. This way.” Miranda replied moving past him to lead the way.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 9th, 2186 CE
Location: Transport Vessel Paxtau
"How dare you?" the batarian growled as Jane pressed her foot into his chest, her pistol was aimed between his eyes.
"Really? You just attempted to enslave the passengers who paid you to take them to Omega and you're going to be insulted by me fighting back?" Jane asked, tilting her head to the side.
"You killed my crew!" he roared and Jane shoved him down.
"As I recall, your crew tried to shoot my varren," Jane said and there was a whimper from behind her. "Sounds like at least one of your crew is still alive. Keep, Blasto." She heard Blasto snarl before the Batarian behind her made a choking noise. Knowing he would keep the Batarian incapacitated with his jaws around the man’s throat she focused on the one under her boot.
"I would have the luck to have the Terror of the Hegemony on my ship," the batarian hissed and Jane blinked before smiling.
"Is that the new Hegemony nickname for me?" Jane asked. He glared up at her.
"You are the epitome of the racist humans out to destroy Batarians!" he roared and Jane laughed. "You sadistic bitch!"
"I'm not laughing at you. It's hilarious because the Dramye call me the Terror of the Hegemony too," Jane said and his eyes widened.
"Those traitors deserve your wrath," he hissed and Jane chuckled more.
"The Dramye were just approved for Citadel membership, they have an embassy and have been invited to join colonies. Seventy percent of those colonies were offered by humans on my recommendation," Jane said and the batarian glared at her.
"You killed my brother!" he snarled and Jane nodded.
"Fair, but I kill all the slavers I meet," she said before she shot him. "Kill, Blasto." There was a gurgle from behind her and Jane stroked Blasto's head as he nuzzled her side a moment later. "Good boy." She headed down the blood soaked hallway to the bridge. She pressed the comm. "The ship has been secured, our hosts are dead, anyone who can fly this bucket is welcome to claim it once we dock at Omega. Looks like we have a couple of days to make it there."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Unknown, Secret Cerberus Facility, Early Morning
“Well rested Shepard?” Miranda asked, leading John down the halls. They’d arrived at a station late yesterday and shown John to a very Spartan room with a simple bed and bathroom. Besides a locker room and staging area, there was an empty room that Miranda was leading him to. He had been restricted to this area of the station for the night they spent here. He’d had access to the basic room with the bed and toilet, this locker room, the room with the hologram machine used to contact this Illusive Man, some sort of waiting area and the dock where the shuttle was stored. That was it and it drove him up the wall. Obviously, they didn’t want him wandering despite giving him an extranet account and a support account with a generous budget. He didn’t know how Cerberus had gotten him here but they obviously intended to keep him on a short leash.
“Fine but it was a little hard to get some sleep last night.” John replied. Miranda stopped before a set of closed doors.
“After being unconscious for so long your natural sleep rhythms will be a bit skewed. You’ll fall back into a normal pattern soon. The benefits of some of your implants will be a shortened sleep cycle. Sleep will be mostly for mental exhaustion versus physical.” Miranda informed him. John grunted, taking that bit of info with a grain of salt. Miranda may have been his doctor and rebuilt him but anything she told him would be taken with a healthy skepticism until he got checked out by a doctor he thought he could trust.
“He’s waiting for you inside. I’ll see you after.” Miranda said, moving away. John sighed and straightened his shoulders before striding forward the doors opening for him and sliding closed behind him. He entered the room and stood in the middle of the glowing pad. He glanced around and as he did holographic projections began to light up and surrounded him. John scowled and glanced around as the image of a large open room displayed itself and John saw a man sitting in a chair with holographic read outs near him. It was hard to make him out as there was a dying star lighting the room behind him. He was wearing some sort of black suit, with a lit cigarette in one hand and drink in the other. Besides him being Caucasian with brown hair, he had bright, glowing blue eyes that John realized were implants.
“Commander Shepard.” The Illusive Man said, his voice smooth and even. And also unfamiliar. Damn.
“Illusive Man.” John said in a frosty tone, crossing is arms. “I thought we were meeting face-to-face.”
“A necessary precaution. Not unusual for people who know what you and I know.” The Illusive Man noted, taking a drink.
“You might be the reason I’m still alive, but that doesn’t mean I trust you.” John retorted.
“You need to put your personal feelings aside.” The Illusive Man replied. “Humanity is up against the greatest threat of our brief existence.”
“The Reapers.” John agreed.
“Good to see your memory’s still intact. How are you feeling?”
“You need to earn the right to ask me those kinds of questions.” John snapped.
“Cerberus isn’t as evil as you believe.” The Illusive Man replied, taking a drag of his cigarette. “You and I are on the same side; we just use different methods.”
“Cut the bullshit. What are the Reapers doing that made you decide to bring me back?” John growled. The Illusive Man stood and walked towards John giving him a better look at him.
“We’re at war. No one wants to admit it, but humanity is under attack.” Illusive Man began and John raised an eyebrow at that. “While you’ve been sleeping, entire colonies have been disappearing. Human colonies. We believe it’s someone working for the Reapers. Just as Saren and the geth aided Sovereign. You’ve seen it yourself. You bested all of them. That’s just one reason we chose you.”
“Why not approach my sister? With the money you sank into me you could’ve built an entire fleet and put her in charge. She’s just as good as I am.” John wondered. The Illusive Man smirked at him and shook his head.
“A lot has changed in the past two years. Your sister let the entire team fall apart and sank herself into deep black ops missions for the Alliance and the Council. Since then she’s been waging a one woman war trying to eliminate the entire Batarian race.” The Illusive Man raised his left arm and activated his omni-tool. He keyed something and a video screen lit up before John. Jane’s emotionless face stared at him and it made John shiver. Her eyes were cold, blood running freely down the right side of her face from a cut above her temple.
“Attention Hegemony vessels, this is Jane Shepard, Human Spectre. This is the remains of the latest slave ship I have taken from you. Any Batarian slave ships I find in Citadel space will need to pray that I am as merciful as I was to these sorry bastards. In the future I will kill every member of the crew, gouging out all four of their eyes before I place a bullet into their brains. Any Hegemony ships that attempt aggression in Citadel Space will be asking for my special attentions. This is your only warning.” Jane said with her eyes staring directly into the camera before the message cut off.
“She recorded that into a Hegemony shuttle’s system, set it for open broadcast and set the shuttle for autopilot straight for Khar’shan. She was the only agent on the ship and the entire crew was massacred.” Illusive Man informed him. John clenched his fists. It had to be fake, it had to be. Jane would never threaten to violate a batarian so they would never go to their heaven.
“What about the rest of my team?” John couldn’t help but ask. The Illusive Man took another drag of his cigarette.
“Liara T’Soni has set herself up on Illium as an information broker. Urdnot Wrex hasn’t left Tuchanka in two years, shortly after uniting the clans under his leadership. Tali’Zorah is working with the Migrant fleet. Garrus Vakarian resigned from C-Sec and even we can’t find him. Kaidan Alenko and Ashely Williams are making their way from colony to colony, checking over their security. It’s the only sign that the Alliance is trying to deal with the situation.”
“If what you say is true…if the Reapers are behind this…I’d consider helping you.” John allowed.
“I’d be disappointed if you accepted any of this without seeing for yourself.” The Illusive Man noted, making his way back to his chair and sitting down. “I have a shuttle ready to take you to Freedom’s Progress, the latest colony to be abducted. Miranda and Jacob will brief you on the way.” John rolled his eyes at that. So those two were going to be his keepers. Fan-friggin-tastic.
“Is this a volunteer job, or am I being volunteered?” John growled.
“You always have a choice, Shepard. If you don’t find the evidence we’re both looking for, we can parts ways.” The Illusive Man said in a smug tone. John rolled his eyes. “But first go to Freedom’s Progress. Find any clues you can. Who’s abducting the colonies? Do they have any connection to the Reapers? I brought you back. It’s up to you to do the rest.” The Illusive Man hit something on his console and the holograms on John’s end shut down and faded away. He grunted and shook his head before turning around. He needed to gear up and see just what was going on.
~*TF*~
An hour later John was going through the supplies in the locker room, going over in his head what the Illusive Man had told him and what John had been able to verify on the extranet. He’d found numerous videos on Jane, some grainy far away vids, security vids and even a Spectre recruitment video someone had made when Jane had fought a Krogan hand to hand. As he settled on the armor and color scheme he wanted he had to wonder how things had gone so far off the tracks for Jane since he’d been gone. No mention of the rest of the team helping her out. Just vague suspicions, a really creepy fan-forum that was compiling her stats and mission record, and public speculation. She’d never given an interview to any reporter, blowing off Emily Wong and even punching one. Not one picture with any of the others since the public memorial they’d had for him. He had to grin smugly at that. He wondered how hard Anderson had to pressure Jane to give that speech.
John set aside his selected armor to choose his weapons. Again, a generous selection but some of it he wouldn’t need, ever. He wasn’t a biotic or a sniper so he passed on the biotic amp, SMG and rifle options. After getting an assault rifle, shotgun and pistol setup that he could work with he looked for a grenade box. Frowning when couldn't find one he began digging through crates looking for them.
“We’ll be leaving for Freedom’s Progress shortly, Commander.” Miranda’s voice called out behind him. John grunted, continuing to hunt through the crates. “Anything I can help you find Shepard?”
“I can’t find where you stored the grenades,” he snapped, realizing how childish he sounded a moment after he said it. Miranda clucked her tongue and John looked at her with an annoyed expression to counter the disapproving amusement she was displaying.
“Grenades, Shepard? What do you need grenades for? We have a varied selection of heavy weapons here.” She said archly and John frowned.
“No one in Cerberus uses any kind of grenades, ever?” he pressed and Miranda rolled her eyes.
“Not under my team, I’ve never seen the need to use them,” she stated, primly. “Even that grenade launcher you found uses heavy weapon cells, no grenades.”
“Well this bodes well.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Freedom’s Progress, Nightfall
Despite the security mechs still being on it was the quiet that bothered John the most. Nothing was on. Not a roof top heating unit, the low human of water recycling system, or even the putter-putter of colonial tractor belonging to a late night worker hauling minerals or crops. Nothing. Food and pads left out in the open, laying where they were dropped. It was a ghost town.
Well mostly a ghost town. They approached a prefab unit and John heard low murmurs from the other side of the door that was slightly cracked open. John gave a low whistle and signaled to Jacob and Miranda to take up positions on the door. When they were ready, John counted down with his hand before slamming a hand on the door control, forcing the doors to shoot open and he stormed in, his rifle at the ready. He saw a group of Quarians clustered around a holographic map. One of them jumped up and brought his rifle to bare on John.
“Stop right there.” The man ordered.
“Prazza!” A familiar voice barked, storming up and forcing the man to lower his gun. “You said you’d let me handle this.” She turned around and John got a good look at her. She’d grown a few inches and the hood of her encounter suit was slightly different. He figure was fuller and was more woman than girl. John couldn’t help but smile as she took a step back.
“Wait…John?” Tali trailed off in wonder. John gestured to Miranda and Jacob to stand down and holstered his assault rifle.
“I’m not taking any chances with Cerberus operatives!” the Quarian called Prazza snapped, trying to move past Tali.
“Is there anyone you guys haven’t pissed off?” John bit out over his shoulder to Miranda who huffed and Jacob let out a bark of laughter.
“Put those weapons down!” Tali barked at the Quarians and John felt a swell of pride.
“John? Is that…really you?” Tali asked, hope in her voice and John smiled at her.
“How did your pilgrimage gift go over Tali? Did they like the shuttle, the supplies that we all stuff into it or the geth data the best?” John asked. Tali’s eyes widened behind her visor and he could tell that she was smiling.
“The kids liked the supplies the best, especially when they found those human toys you hid on there. The Admirals and Captains liked the data the best.” Tali replied before turning to glare at Prazza. “Prazza, weapons down. This is definitely Commander John Shepard.”
“Why is one of your old commanders working for Cerberus?” Prazza snapped.
“I don’t know, maybe we should ask,” Tali retorted and John sighed, running a hand over the top of his head before speaking.
“I nearly died Tali. Cerberus spent two years rebuilding me after they found me. They want me to investigate the attacks on the human colonies in return.” John explained.
“A likely story,” Prazza bit out, crossing his arms. “No organization would commit so many resources to bring back one soldier.”
“You’ve never met a Shepard, Prazza.” Tali snapped. “Trust me it was money well spent.” Tali turned back to John. “Perhaps we can work together. We’re here looking for a quarian named Veetor. He was here on Pilgrimage.”
“Isn’t that a little strange? A quarian visiting a remote human colony?” John asked and Tali seemed to hesitate.
“Quarians can choose where they go on pilgrimage and there was an invitation for quarians on pilgrimage to visit human colonies no too long ago. Veetor liked the idea of helping a small settlement. He was always…nervous in crowds.” Tali explained and Prazza huffed.
“She means that he was unstable.” Prazza snapped. "Combine that with damage to his suit’s CO scrubbers and an infection from open-air exposure, and he’s likely delirious.”
“When he saw us landing, he hid in the warehouse on the far side of town. We suspect he also programmed the mechs to attack anything that moved.” Tali explained and John grunted. Well that explained that.
“Veetor is the only one that can tell us what happened here. We should work together to find him.” John noted and Tali nodded.
“That’s a good idea. We’ll need two teams anyway to get past the drones.” Tali mused.
“Now we’re working for Cerberus?!” Prazza cried out.
“No, Prazza, you’re working for me. If you can’t follow orders, go wait on the ship.” Tali ordered. Prazza huffed and stormed off as Tali turned back to them. “Head for the warehouse through the center of the colony. We’ll circle around the far side and down off some of the drones to clear you a path.”
“Make sure to stay in radio contact.” John said and Tali nodded.
“Will do. Good luck, Shepard. Whatever happens...it’s good to have you back.”
~*TF*~
John rolled to the left and slid behind a stack up of crates as he cursed out the stupid quarians who had rushed into this. He’d barely got Tali’s warning in time as they’d opened the doors and the YMIR mech opened firing, slaughtering the poor bastards as John and his team moved into position.
The YMIR mech whirred, pausing in its shooting to scan the area for targets as John settled against the crates. He slapped his pistol to his thigh, ignoring the hum as the magnetic holster snapped it to his thigh with a clunk as he yanked his assault rifle from his back. As it unfolded in his hands he peeked around the edge to see what the YMIR was doing and John cursed a moment later as the damn thing was just turning to face his position. It spotted him and aimed with its other hand, firing a rocket at him. John jerked back just as it impacted with the crates, blowing a chunk of them away.
“Commander!” Jacob called out and he turned to his left, seeing Miranda crouched with the other man behind some other crates. Jacob signaled with his free hand, asking for orders. John winced as the mech opened fire again with its machinegun, loud metallic thuds preceding it as it advanced on his position. He hated to do it but it had him pinned down here. He signaled to Jacob, who was still watching him intently, what he wanted them to do. When the Cerberus agent got the message, he indicated his acceptance before turning to inform Miranda. John winced as another rocket hit the crates, sending the top portion flying over his head.
“Grenades, Shepard?” John muttered to himself in a passable imitation of Miranda’s voice, “What do you need grenades for? Well I can’t roll heavy weapons under an approaching death machine so they explode, can I?” He glanced again to his left and saw the Cerberus agents were gone. “They better have done what I said.” More stomps followed John’s mutterings and he dared peak around what was left of his crates…to peer straight into the YMIR machine’s legs.
“Fuck.” He muttered, trying to bring his gun to bare as the machine peered down at him and extended the arm with the rocket launcher at his face, the arm humming as it charged just moments before two large crates smashed into it, both glowing biotic blue.
“We’ve got you covered Shepard!” Miranda called out from the other end of the courtyard, both biotics glowing as they each biotically lifted some more crates to throw. Following its programming, the YMIR mech turned to face the biggest threat and began opening fire. John didn’t hesitate and scrambled to his feet, moving around the corner of a building not too far away to get some distance. He looked around the corner and frowned. The mech had shrugged off the impacts, firing on his biotic teammates forcing them to dive out of the way of a rocket and splitting them apart. Miranda made it to cover just fine but Jacob was thrown by the explosion to smash into the top of a concrete barrier and go over the edge. John checked the team hud momentarily and was relieved that Jacob was still alive but unconscious.
“Whoever invented these fucking machines should be drug out into the street and shot.” John snarled, opening fire from his position. The YMIR mech slowly turned to John’s new position before opening fire. John ducked back just in time as the machinegun fire shredded the building corner. It stopped firing the gun and John leaned out to fire again just moments before it shot a rocket at him. He ducked back and after the rocket hit the edge of the building he leaned out again to open fire again, ducking back yet again as it switched to its machine gun again. John nodded to himself as he slowly got a gauge of its programming. There were pauses as it switched, unable to fire both at once but the fucking thing kept advancing to the target deemed the highest threat. Just after the mech’s shields dropped he got a decent plan together in his mind. He’d have to chance the comms and order Miranda to switch off between the two of them. They could keep it in the middle of the court yard and whittle down its armor. He brought up his fingers to press-
“Get away from him you bosh'tet!” John jerked at Tali’s cry and looked out just in time to see a holo-drone explode next to the YMIR mech. His eyes followed the YMIR’s head turn toward the building where the Quarians were taking cover. He saw Tali there, her omin-tool glowing and her shotgun in one hand. He recognized the pattern scrolling on her omni-tool even from this distance. She was trying to hack the mech but to do that her omni-toll needed a line of sight to the hacking target which meant Tali couldn’t take cover. John felt his blood run cold as the mech raised its rocket arm at her. It was going to…
“NO!” John felt the shout escape his lips as he charged. Its back was to John, he had to draw its attention back to him. He opened fire and felt his heart sink as it didn’t turn away. Its arm was starting to hum and his adrenaline kicked in as time seemed to slow again. He had to kill it, here and now. He took a leap as he ran, slamming into the mech’s back, clinging to it with his left hand clamped on its shoulder. The sudden weight threw its aim off and the YMIR mech’s rocket went sailing by Tali. It began to thrash, trying to throw him off as John pulled himself up by his left hand and planted his feet onto its hips. He snarled and jammed the tip of his assault rifle into the joint where the neck met the shoulders. He opened fire, emptying the clip into the YMIR mech as it stomped backwards, intent on crushing John between it and the building. John tossed his assault rifle away, unable to change the clip one handed. A dark expression came over his face as he ignored Tali and Miranda’s screams for him to let go, thrusting his right hand into the smoking hole he’d blasted open and grabbed the YMIR mech’s wiring, hoses and the ragged edge of the hole. He leaned back, snarling with the effort as he tried to rip its head off. For a moment, nothing happened just the mech stomping closer to the wall. Then it shuttered and slowed, as John felt the head begin to pull up. John strained and then let out a shout of rage before yanking upward, tearing the head free with the loud sound of metal shearing.
John tossed the head aside as the wires from the neck stub sparked, the hoses gushing hydraulic fluid and coolant. He blinked in surprised as the YMIR mech fell to its knees as it began to beep and whine loudly. Then John was flying through the air, encased in a biotic field, just before he was slammed to the ground next to a glowing Miranda. As soon as he landed by her feet she encased them in a biotic shield just as the YMIR mech exploded. John blinked in shock as shrapnel rained down around them and bounced off the shield. As she lowered the biotic field Miranda shot John an exasperated look.
“Those mechs explode if their heads are removed, Commander.” She informed him in a superior tone and John rolled his eyes before getting to his feet.
“I really need some sort of primer on what I’ve missed,” he retorted just before a purple and grey blur crashed into him, hugging him tightly.
“You crazy bosh'tet!” Tali barked, hugging the Spectre tightly. Then she looked up at him, smacking a fist and her forearm against his chest. “What were you thinking?”
“Probably what you were, that I wouldn’t let my friend die,” John pointed out. Tali muttered something but moved away from John, holding one of his hands in hers. As Miranda went to check on Jacob, Tali shot the Cerberus agents a look before leaning towards John.
“I can’t promise it’ll be soon but I’ll try to send Jane a message as soon as I’m able. You should probably see to Veetor now while I tend to my wounded.” The Quarian whispered softly.
“Thanks, Tali.” John replied and squeezed her hand reassuringly before moving towards the colony’s control building. He idly noted that Jane would have had a fit if she saw where the building was located and how unguarded it was. As the doors opened and he entered the room he was willing to bet they didn’t have any auxiliary stations either. In the far end of the room was single workstation with several screens. There was a Quarian frantically working away, muttering to himself as he did. Relieved John entered to room and approached Veetor.
“-ide. No monsters. No swarms. No-no-no-no-no.”
“Veetor?” John called out to the man. Veetor didn’t turn around, just kept working at the console.
“No Veetor. Not here. Swarms can’t find. Monster coming. Have to hide.” The man gibbered.
“Nobody’s going to hurt you anymore.” John said in his best soothing tone. “Just turn around and talk to me. Can you do that for me?”
Silence was his answer and John sighed.
“I don’t think he can hear you Commander,” Jacob mused, watching the frantic quarian working away. John sighed and ignored Veetor’s continuing rambles to access his omni-tool. He sent a basic command to the screens to power down. Veetor seem to feeze as the screens shut down and he shook his head. Seeming to come back to himself the quarian turned around and looked at John and the others as if he had just realized they were in the room.
“You’re human.” Veetor said with surprise in his voice. “Where did you hide? How come they didn’t find you?” he asked getting to his feet.
“Who didn’t get us?” Miranda asked.
“The…the monsters. The swarms. They took everyone.” Veetor said with a gesture of his left hand.
“We’re not survivors Veetor,” John explained. “We just got here.”
“You don’t know then. You didn’t see. But I see everything.” Veetor replied, turning back to the screens. He tapped something on the console and video began to play using all of the screens.
“Looks like security footage, He must’ve pieced it together manually.” Miranda mused. John made a distracted hum as he watched the screen. He saw insect like aliens, bipedal and extremely organized. They were loading colonists in pods who seemed to be in some sort of stasis. An occasional group of bugs would fly by the camera.
“What the hell is that?” Jacob muttered, unknowingly echoing John’s thoughts.
“My God, I think that’s a Collector.” Miranda said, freezing the security footage.
“I always thought they were urban myth.” John mused. “But seeing is believing.”
“The seeker swarms.” Veetor said, pointing to a portion of the video with a cluster of the flying insects. “No one can hide. The seekers find you. Freeze you. Then the monsters take you away.”
“Go on Veetor, what happened next?” John prodded the man.
“The monsters took the people onto the ship and then they left. The ship flew away. But they’ll be back for me. No one escapes.” Veetor whimpered.
“Thank you Veetor.” John said, patting the man on the shoulder. Veetor took a deep breath but sat in the chair and huddled into it.
“I scanned them. The monesters. The swarms. I recorded them with my omni-tool. Lots of readings.” Veetor said, raising his omni-tool.
“We need to get that data to the Illusive Man. Grab the quarian and call the shuttle to come pick us up.” Miranda ordered. John frowned and was about to reply just as the doors opened to the room.
“No, absolutely not.” Tali said as she entered the room and conversation. “Veetor is hurt and needs medical attention. We can send you the data after we take him back to the ship we’re going to rendezvous with.”
“Your people tried to betray us once already. If we give him to you, we’ll never get the intel we need.” Miranda retorted.
“Prazza was an idiot and he and his men paid for it. You’re welcome to take his omni-tool data but please. Just let me take him.” Tali countered. John smiled. Tali sure had come a long way since he’d last seen her.
“Done. That works out best for us all anyways.” John said and Tali sighed and Miranda nodded, acknowledging the order.
“Thank you Shepard. I’m glad you’re still the one giving orders.” Tali said. John headed over to Veetor and helped the quarian stand and led him over to Tali who put an arm around the traumatized quarian’s shoulders. As John walked them outside Tali looked over Veetor’s shoulders at John.
“I’m sorry I can’t go with you John but I have my own mission to complete.” Tali explained and John nodded in understanding.
“Can you send Jane a message as soon as you take off?” John asked casually. Tali shot him a look and John could see the sadness in her eyes.
“I’m sorry John but we’re on a communications blackout till we complete our mission.” Tali explained and John sighed.
“Well it was worth a shot. I’ll give you the extranet account Cerberus gave me. Stay in touch.”
~*TF*~
Jane sat on the bridge with Julius Rex, a young turian pilot who had volunteered to take the batarian ship. He was already planning on naming it Terror of the Hegemony and painting Jane on the hull like the old human warplanes. Jane wasn't sure she was all that comfortable with that and told him it was more likely to get him into fights with batarians. Julius had only laughed and said he wasn't dumb enough to work with batarians. Jane had countered he was dumb enough to fly with them. The kid still hadn't answered but had asked to take a holo with Jane. She had allowed it and he had it sitting on the flight console. It was somewhat amusing to have a turian Conrad Verner.
"How far out are we?" Jane asked and Julius chuckled.
"We'll be there in two days," he said and Jane sighed.
"They sure took us off course," she muttered as she rubbed Blasto's belly. The varren's long tongue was laying on the floor as he grinned the happy grin of all friendly quadrupeds.
"Urdnot-Shepard," Tomrux, a krogan mercenary nodded as he entered the flight deck with food. Jane paused and Blasto sat up, sniffing before flopping back down and rolling all four legs up. No poison in the food. "You made that varren weak."
"That's not what your mom said," Jane shot back and Tomrux laughed. It was a hearty krogan laugh. Tomrux and Jane got along, he had helped her get the passengers hidden away while she had taken out the slavers. He was going to Omega for his son's wedding to an asari dancer.
"You Urdnot always go for the mothers," Tomrux laughed as he handed a plate to Jane, a plate to Julius, and put a plate on the floor for Blasto. "Good varren, you kill well, but you're an embarrassment to your race." He petted Blasto before getting up. "What plans do you have on Omega, Urdnot-Shepard?"
"I'm on a vacation," Jane said and the krogan stared at her with one green-yellow eye.
"Is that what Spectres call this?" he asked.
"A friend of mine is missing, last location was Omega. I'm hoping to find him," Jane said and Tomrux nodded.
"Alive," he muttered.
"He's not dead," Jane said, giving Tomrux a look and the krogan smirked.
"Ah, so you're here to kill your lover, admirable," Tomrux chuckled and Jane shook her head.
"Just a friend, I know he's not dead because if he were...I'd hunt him down in the afterlife and kill him again," Jane said and Tomrux nodded.
"The Urdnot were right about you," he said. "You should have been born a krogan."
"A male krogan, your women are too political, talking all the time," Jane said and Tomrux let out another krogan belly laugh.
"Tell me about it," he said before he headed out.
"It's gross when you flirt," Julius said and Jane laughed.
"Why is it I always get the sarcastic smart ass pilots?" she asked and Julius flared his mandibles happily.
"You just draw out the best in people?" he suggested and Jane chuckled as she began to rub Blasto's belly again. Garrus was alive, Jane refused to believe her friend was dead...the thought of Garrus dead in one of Omega's back alleys made her throat want to close up. Not Garrus, there was no way he was dead. He was going to wish he was when she caught up to him though.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 12th, 2186 CE
Location: Unknown, Secret Cerberus Facility
“Shepard, good work on Freedom’s Progress. I was surprised you were able to get the data from the Quarians without having the take the quarian.” The Illusive Man commented.
“I work best by getting along with people, especially old teammates. You should try it sometime.” John retorted.
“Most importantly, however, you confirmed the Collectors are behind the abductions.” The Illusive Man noted.
“I get the feeling you already knew about them.” John mused, crossing his arms.
“I had my suspicions but I needed proof. The Collectors are enigmatic at best.”
“You’re holding something back.” John accused. “How do you know the Reapers are involved?”
“The patterns are there, buried in the data.” The Illusive Man began.
“That’s not an answer, that’s deflecting the question!” John snapped.
“The Council and the Alliance want to believe the Reaper threat died with Sovereign.” The Illusive Man explained. “You and I know better. I won’t wait until the Reapers are on the march. We need to take the fight to them.”
“If this is a war I’ll need an army. Or a really good team.” John mused, placing his hands behind his back. “You told me before that my old team wasn’t possible to bring in. I assume you’ve already got some ideas on who to recruit this time around.”
“I’ve already compiled a list of soldiers, scientists, and mercenaries. You’ll get dossiers on the best of them. Finding them and convincing them to work with you could be challenging but you’re a natural leader. I’ll continue to track the Collectors. When they make their next appearance, I’ll notify you and your team. Be ready.”
“You worry about the Collectors, I’ll make sure my team is ready.” John agreed.
“Good. Two things before you go.” The Illusive Man said, tagging a drag of his cigarette. “First head to Omega and find Mordin Solus. He’s a brilliant scientist. Our intelligence suggest he may know how to counteract the Collector’s paralyzing seeker swarms.”
“All right, I’ll think about it. What’s the other thing?” John asked.
“We found a pilot you might like. I hear he’s one of the best. Someone you can trust.” The Illusive Man said, before cutting the transmission.
“Hey Commander.” A familiar and very welcome voice called out behind him. John turned around and couldn’t help the big grin that spread across his face as he saw Joker come strolling into the room. “Just like old times, huh?”
“Ha, damn good to see you Joker! I can’t believe it’s you!” John exclaimed, striding over and giving the man a firm hand shake. Joker winced a bit but grinned at him.
“Look who’s talking I saw you get spaced.” Joker replied and gestured for the Commander to follow him. John did and noticed Joker was walking without crutches. He hoped it was due to new medical treatments. Joker deserved that much.
“I got lucky, with a lot of strings attached. How did you end up here? Why aren’t you flying for Jane?” John asked and Joker sighed.
“It all just fell apart Commander. Everything you and Jane stirred up the Council just wanted it gone. Jane went into a deep mission right after we got attacked and when she got back she just drifted away. We all called and left messages. Nothing. Then the Alliance grounded me. Said I wasn’t needed any gave me an honorable discharge. I sent Jane an email begging her to ask for me. I mean someone had to be piloting for her, even in a shuttle. Found out later she signed off on the discharge. I think she blamed me for what happened to you. She said she didn’t when I last talked to her about six months after that but I was still grounded and then railroaded out. So hell yeah I joined Cerberus.”
“Shit Joker, I’m sorry.” John replied. “You trust this Illusive Man to do right by you?”
“I don’t trust anyone who makes more than I do. But they aren’t all bad. Saved your life. Let me fly, and then there’s this.” Joker said. John finally turned and realized that Joker had led him to window, overlooking a spaceship dry dock. As the lights came on inside the bay John felt his heart skip a beat.
The Normandy. Or at least a stealth ship in the same class. The basic design was there and she was a bit larger but he knew instantly it was his ship. He was home. As his eyes drank her in, he noted the white, yellow and black colors along with the Cerberus logos and the bold SR2 on her.
“They only told me about it last night.” Joker said and John just smiled. “It’s good to be home, huh Commander?”
“I guess we’ll have to give her a name.” John noted. “I already have one all picked up.”
~*TF*~
After John had been led from room to room, given a detailed tour of the Normandy SR-2 he’d retreated to his quarters, his mind still swirling. He didn’t know most of the crew, and while most of them seemed to be nice people but it all seemed too perfect. They all seemed genuinely enthused to be here, working for Cerberus and following his lead. The thing that disturbed him most was that Joker and Dr. Chakwas were here. Joker he understood after the other man had explained how the Alliance had turned their back on him but he didn’t understand why Jane hadn’t helped him out. Couldn’t she have requested he be transferred to her ship? John was just happy Joker wasn’t absent without leave but Dr. Chakwas’s reasons just didn’t seem right. Why wasn’t she with Jane if she wanted to still be treating soldiers? Still he had promised some Serrice Ice Brandy, maybe it would loosen her tongue but the fact that she was here cast doubt on her examination results. He needed a doctor who wasn’t in Cerberus’ pocket to examine him. And speaking of… John hit the release commands and passwords on his omni-tool and his armor unlocked with a hiss and then a click. He stripped it off, letting it fall to the ground with an uncharacteristic impatience. When he was clad in only his casual clothes he headed into the bathroom. He steeled himself for a moment before taking a deep breath and stepping in front of the mirror.
He’d caught glimpses of himself the past few days, a reflective surface here, a pool of water there. He’d seen the red lines glowing on his arms, chest and legs as he’d suited up but he finally had a clean, unhurried look at himself. The scar from Elysium was gone and he saw glowing lines beneath thin layers of skin. Miranda had assured him as his body healed and the skin grew over they’d fade but right now it scared the hell out of him. There was even a red glow under the blue of his eyes. He frowned and his mirror self-copied the expression. He reached down to the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up and tossing it aside. The lines followed his ribs and veins. He turned to look at his right side and blinked. The N7 tattoo he’d gotten on his bicep when he’d made N7 was partially gone. The skin looked clean and healthy but most of the 7 was gone and only one leg of the N remained. Dread filled him and he quickly turned to his left and saw the tattoo on his left bicep of the date of the Mindoir raid was still there but the Never Forget he’d had put below it was gone. He slowly faced the mirror again and stared.
“What do I do?” he murmured. “Do I take control of this ship and lock them in a storage room as I set course for Earth? Or do I work for someone who killed my sister’s men and might make me do the same things to someone else?” His reflection didn’t answer and he shook his head. An irrational thought was creeping into his mind, that he had died and this was his hell. He stuck his hands under the facet to activate it and splashed some water on his face.
“I’m not dead, I’m not dead,” he mumbled into his hands, the water running down his face. He had to focus, think and figure out a way to contact Jane and the Alliance. As he pulled his hands away and reached for a towel he pondered it over in his mind. The Collectors were taking humans, entire colonies. They had to be stopped and he could use Cerberus to further that goal and gain valuable intel on them. To make this official and ensure he wasn’t arrested on sight he needed to contact the Citadel Council, the Alliance, and Jane. He couldn’t contact any of them directly, Cerberus was sure to be monitoring the extranet account they’d given him and he couldn’t access his old one with their system otherwise they’d have access to it too. He needed someplace that didn’t have their moles. As he dried his face he mentally sorted the dossiers they gave him and then it hit him.
Omega. EDI was right they could get Mordin Solus first and with his STG contacts and Omega being Omega John could obtain access to a terminal not monitored by Cerberus easily enough. He could then, after getting Mordin onboard, recruit Zaeed Massani, followed by Archangel, and have a team not beholden to Cerberus at his back. Mordin was Salarian and Archangel was supposed to be a Turian, neither would be Cerberus plants with Cerberus humans above all else policy. Contacting Jane would serve two-fold. He’d be contacting a representative of the Alliance and the Council. As a Spectre, Jane could provide him with safe passage under her protection to the Citadel.
John threw the towel toward where it was supposed to be and headed out to order Joker to set course.
It was time to go home.
~*TF*~
Jane headed off the newly titled Terror of the Hegemony after the passengers left. Tomrux took a large portion of the credits from the batarian bodies leaving the rest for Julius to get his artwork done. A familiar form greeted Jane as she entered the station.
"Moklan," Jane said.
"Elaina," the batarian replied as he looked over her shoulder at the ship. He rose a set of eyebrows.
"They got paid to take us to Omega, they decided they rather take the money and then sell us," Jane supplied and he shook his head.
"That kid is going to make enemies calling that ship Terror of the Hegemony," he said.
"Tell me about it, he plans on painting me on the side," Jane said and Moklan chuckled.
"We should send him a vid of you dancing," Moklan stated.
"I was earning more than the others by the end," Jane said.
"That's cause you can do a pretty light show," he replied.
"She have time to meet?" Jane asked and Moklan gave her a look. "It is polite to ask the owner of Omega if she wants to meet and not just assume."
"The second she heard the ship's name she sent me here," Moklan said and Jane sighed.
"I'm not the one who named the damn thing," she said and he shrugged.
"Orders are orders," he said as the two headed into Afterlife.
Jane scanned the crowd, as always there was a large turian presence, but while some had the right skin tone and some wore the Palaven face mark, none were Garrus. It wouldn't be that easy after all.
"Well well well, if it isn't my favorite human dancer, did that Citadel job not pan out?" Aria asked and Jane chuckled as she stood in front of Aria.
"I'm not here for business, pleasure this time," Jane said and Aria nodded.
"As soon as we got that ship's name we checked, vacation time, you deserve it," Aria said, tapping her head. Great Aria had seen Jane's ass kicking at krogan hands.
"Lord knows you didn't give me any," Jane said and Aria smirked.
"I am a hard task master, but fair," she said and Jane nodded.
"I'm looking for a friend. Former member of my Normandy crew. Garrus Vakarian. Turian, Palaven. Sniper. Should have been a Spectre but had trouble with rules...turians don't get to be Spectres without following rules now," Jane said and Aria blinked.
"If he's causing trouble, he's not doing it alone, no one by that name is making trouble or leading any of the groups who are," Aria said.
"He wouldn't join a mercenary group, he'd be making their lives miserable," Jane said and Aria nodded with a satisfied smirk.
"The only person waging war on the mercenaries is Archangel," Aria said and Jane snorted.
"Archangel...really?" Jane shook her head. "The codenames people chose."
"Are you complaining, Elaina?" Aria asked and Jane shook her head.
"I had no choice in that and you know it," Jane said and Aria nodded. "May I check out this Archangel to see if Garrus is with him?" Aria's face locked down.
"Archangel's crew just got hit. Blue Suns, Eclipse, and Blood Pack actually joined forces to hit the team hide out," Aria said and Jane felt her kill face lock. Garrus and his team were in trouble.
"They're dead?" Jane asked and Aria shrugged.
"Unknown. Someone's been fighting back, might be some of the team are dead, might be that all but one is dead. All I know is that Archangel is back in the fight at the hideout and the three merc teams have been throwing men at it since last night," Aria said and Jane clenched a fist. Had those bartarians not decided to fly in the opposite fucking direction Jane would have been able to get Garrus out of Archangel's team before the hit. Aria stared at Jane's fist.
"Someone's still alive on that team you said?" Jane asked and Aria simply stared at the Spectre. The woman had changed since she had danced for Aria and Aria had to respect this new killer. If her turian friend was dead, Jane Shepard might just finish off the three mercenary groups on Omega herself. Aria almost hoped that Jane found her turian dead, it would make a profitable betting event.
"Yes," Aria said as Jane began her questions about the Blue Suns, Eclipse, and Blood Pack leadership.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega Docking Ramp
The thing that hit John first as soon as the doors opened into the ramp area was the smell. A dusty, grimy smell and one he was unfortunately familiar with from his time spent clearing mines and their support towns from merc or pirate raids. The dock was filthy and the first thing to greet the group was a twitchy Salarian.
"Ah! Welcome to Omega! You're new here, aren't you? I can always tell. Allow me to-" he didn't finish as a Batarian approached and gave the Salarian a glare. "Oh...hello, Moklan! I was just-"
"Leave, Fargut. Now," Moklan growled. John shook his head at the terror that filled Fargut’s face.
"Of course, Moklan! Whatever she wants!" Fargut said with a salute before turning tail. Moklan made a half-hearted swipe and Fargut took off running, hauling ass down the corridor. John idly noted a Batarian came stumbling past Fargut to collapse against the wall. A human merc followed the batarian and seemed to be talking to him.
"Blasted scavengers. Welcome to Omega...Shepard," Moklan said and John turned back to face the batarian talking to him.
"You know who I am?" John inquired. Given that’d he’d been incapacitated for years he’d have thought he’d have faded from other people’s memories.
"Of course. We had you tagged the moment you entered the Terminus Systems. You're not as subtle as you think. Aria wants to know what brings a dead Spectre to Omega. I suggest you go to Afterlife now and present yourself," Moklan growled.
"I'm not here to cause problems for Omega," John explained and Moklan smirked.
"Things explode around you, Shepard. You can't blame Aria for keeping an eye on you. Afterlife. Now," he barked before turning and walking away. John rolled his as he heard Miranda sigh behind him.
“So much for quietly moving about the station,” she remarked a moment before their comms came to life.
"I'm receiving quarantine warnings about the slums where Dr. Mordin Solus runs the clinic. Anticipate resistance at the transport station," EDI's voice stated over the comms. "I have also accessed messages between mercenary groups regarding plans to deal with Archangel. There's a recruiting station at Afterlife that may have information on him."
“Thanks EDI, I guess we’re heading to Afterlife. We’ll keep you posted.” John replied before leading the down the corridor. As they got closer to the human and batarian at the end John recognized the man’s armor from one of the dossiers the Illusive Man had given him. He was probably the third man John was going to recruit on Omega.
"Ugh...please," the Batarian cried out, reaching towards John.
"Shut it!" the human growled before kneeing the Batarian in the chest. He dropped to his knees, head rolling on his neck as he stared at John.
"Please...you have to help me," the Batarian pleaded before the man above him kicked him.
"No one said you could talk, jackass," the human growled.
"You Zaeed Massani?" John asked with a sigh. If his luck was still the same as when he’d woken up…
"Yeah. That's me. You must be Commander Shepard. I hear we have a galaxy to save," Zaeed said, glancing at John. John pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath as a headache settled in. So far, the Illusive Man’s choices for this team were John’s own personal Dr. Frankenstein, a disillusioned former Alliance merc and now a half blind, surly merc who beat his prisoners. This just kept getting better and better. He missed his old team, especially Wrex.
And Tali.
And Garrus.
And Liara. Especially Liara.
Hell he just missed them all.
"I assume you've been briefed?" John asked, pulling his hand away to glare at Zaeed who gave him a look.
"I've done my homework. Cerberus sent me everything I needed to know," Zaeed replied.
"My contacts told me we're picking up one man. Not two," John said looking at the Batarian on the ground.
"Batarian delinquent. Pissed off someone rich enough to hire me to go after him. And for my "bring 'em in alive" rates, even," Zaeed Comment and John rolled his eyes. Oh joy, this was going to be fun.
"Please...I didn't do it..." the Batarian pleaded. Zaeed turned and kicked him in the face.
"I said shut it!" he barked. "Tried to lead me on a chase all over the systems. He should have known better. These people always run to Omega."
"What's going to happen to him?" John asked, curious despite himself.
"I'm going to turn him in for the bounty. Don't much care what happens after that," Zaeed said.
"What's your relationship with Cerberus?" John asked.
"Easy. Cerberus is paying me a lot of money to help you on your mission. That's the long and short," Zaeed replied.
"Not many mercs would take a suicide mission for the pay," John noted.
"Most mercs don't get an offer like the one Cerberus sent me," Zaeed shot back. "This mission doesn't sound like good business. But...your Illusive Man can move a lot of credits.”
"Welcome aboard, we have a lot to do," John said, not fully meaning it. Still he figured he ought to play nice and extended his hand towards Massani.
"That's what they tell me," he said as he shook John's hand. He took out a gun and indicated that the Batarian get up. "I assume the Illusive Man told you about our arrangement?"
"No. I guess he decided to leave that information out of the dossier," John said not really surprised. The Illusive Man probably knew but wanted to test how John would react to that.
"Good thing I asked," Zaeed said as he looked at John. "Picked up a mission a little while back, just before I signed on with Cerberus. Thought you might be interested. You heard the name Vido Santiago? He's the head of the Blue Suns. Runs the whole organization. Seems he recently captured an Eldfell-Ashland refinery on Zorya and is using their workers for slave labor. The company wants it dealt with."
"I'll make sure we get that done," John said. If the mission was on the up and up John would defiantly be willing to help.
"Good. Get it out of the way so we can concentrate on being big goddamn heroes," Zaeed said. The Batarian decided to run and Zaheed shot him in the leg from the hip. The man dropped with a grunt and passed out as he slammed face first into the metal deck plate. "I better turn this thing in before it starts to stink. I'll be locked and loaded next time you're ready to get some killing done." Zaeed walked over to grab the Batarian and start dragging him away. John watched for a moment before leading the others into Omega proper. Though he had to turn towards Miranda and say-
“If these others are anything like him your Illusive Man sucks at picking personnel.”
Miranda just made an indignant sound as they entered Omega’s main area. The entire area was lit up by the huge neon of Afterlife and John felt amusement fill him.
"Omega. What a pisshole. At least it keeps you on your toes. I've had to come here on business before. I feel like I need a shower afterward...in addition to normal decontamination," Miranda muttered as they headed towards the club. Just as they reached the back of the line of hopefuls waiting to get in an elcor bouncer and a batarian at the door looked at them. The batarian waved them over and as they stepped out of line John heard a man begging the elcor to let him in.
"Aria's expecting you," the batarian said before opening the door.
“Thanks,” John said to the batarian who shot him a calculating look as John led the way into the hall. John rolled his eyes at the gaudy flames images on the screens on either side and briskly walked by the group of drunk batarians. One them tried to slur some insult at John but he just ignored him and quickly entered the interior. John immediately noticed the large circular screen lit up by various shot of the dancers on the round stage surrounding it. Tables on either side of the room, a private meeting room to the left and the bar on the right. It was easy to see where Aria was, in the back overlooking the entire area from a private area. John went to the stairs on the right and was waved up by the batarian guard. John quickly headed up the first set of stairs but was stopped just before he reached the top of the second set.
"That's close enough," the asari who had to be Aria said. She was staring out the large glass window of her private booth, dressed in black jumpsuit and white jacket. As her bodyguards drew on the group, Miranda and Jacob aimed at the two guards closest to John. She flicked her head and the guards holstered their weapons and John gestured for his team to do the same.
"Stand still," the nearest Batarian ordered while activating his omni-tool and running a scanning program on John.
"If you're looking for weapons, you're not doing a very good job," John said in amusement as he held up his pistol.
"Can't be too careful with dead Spectres. That could be anyone wearing your face," Aria replied.
"I was told you're the person to talk to if I have questions," John said, ignoring the batarian scanning him as he holstered his gun
"They're clean," the Batarian said and Aria turned to look at John for the first time. John blinked. He had noted her skin tone was purple but she had various marking surrounding her face and a smirking, smug look. Dangerous and beautiful, she had the bearing of a regal Queen.
"Depends on the questions," she said.
"You run Omega?" John asked and she gave him a condescending chuckle before turning her back and holding out her hands like she was able to grasp Omega in her arms.
"I am Omega," she said proudly. "But you need more. Everyone needs more something. And they all come to me. I'm the boss, CEO, queen if you're feeling dramatic. It doesn't matter. Omega has no titled ruler and only one rule." She turned and sat, gazing at John. "Don't fuck with Aria." She finished with a little smirk and waved a hand at the couch end to her right.
"I like it. Easy to remember," John said as he sat down.
"If you forget, someone will remind you," she said looking at the Batarian.
"And then I toss your sorry ass out the nearest airlock," he said.
""So, what can I do for you?" she asked. John leaned back and resting his foot on the opposing knee casually. Aria raised an eyebrow at him but said nothing, just looking amused by him.
"I'm looking for Mordin Solus. Do you know where I can find him?" John inquired.
"The Salarian doctor? Last, I heard he was trying to help plague victims in the quarantine zone. I always liked Mordin. He's as likely to heal you as he is to shoot you," Aria said with a slight smile.
"What can you tell me about him?" John asked.
"Used to be part of the Salarian Special Tasks Group. He's brilliant and dangerous. Just don't get him talking. He never shuts up. If you really need to find him, take a shuttle to the quarantine zone. No guarantee they'll let you in, of course," she said.
"Thanks for the information, Aria. Maybe I'll come back later," John stated.
"Maybe I'll be here," Aria retorted.
~*TF*~
"Complaining is pointless, human. There's a plague. Nobody gets in or out," a turian guard said to a human woman as John and his team approached.
"You can't keep me out! I live in there!" she cried.
"I'm doing you a favor, lady. If you go in, the guards will cut you down," the turian said growled, shifting his gun in his hands.
"You can't do this! Everything I own is in that apartment!" she wailed and the turian snorted.
"I told you to get lost, lady! The plague has the whole zone quarantined! Nobody gets in!" the turian growled.
"I'm human, you ass! Humans can't get the plague! Now let me get my stuff out before looters get it!" the woman shouted.
"This thing affects every other race out there! We're not taking chances. Nobody gets in until the plague has run its course," the turian stated, matter of factly.
"So, you're saying the slums are completely sealed off?" John asked, stepping closer and inserting himself into the conversation.
"Finally, a human that can hear. Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying," the turian said in exasperation.
"You can't keep me out! I'm going to lose all my stuff!" the woman cried.
"I'm doing you a favor, human. Anybody in the quarantine zone will be dead from the plague or the gangs in a few weeks," the turian retorted.
"There's a Salarian named Mordin Solus in the slums. I've got to get in there to find him," John interjected as the woman took in a deep breath to either scream or continue shouting.
John wasn’t sure which and didn’t want to hear either.
"The doctor? Crazy bastard opened a clinic in the district a few months ago. The Blue Suns weren't too happy when he moved in. I hear Mordin's trying to deal with the plague. I wish him luck, but the area is still locked down. Our orders are to wait until either the plague or the Blue Suns kill everyone, then go in and clean up," the turian said.
"Listen, you're stuck here until this quarantine is over. That could take weeks. What you really need is to get this problem solved right now. That's what I do...solve problems. Let me in and I'll get this district straightened out," John reasoned.
"You think you can fix this, why not? The quarantine is more to keep infected people in, anyway. I'll radio ahead, tell them you're coming in," the turian said.
"Wait, you're stopping me but not them? You son of a bitch!" the woman cried.
"You don't have a grenade launcher, lady. Get lost," the turian dismissed the woman and John shook his head in amusement as the woman stormed away.
"Fortunately, humans are immune to the plague," Miranda commented to Jacob as they headed inside.
“Is that why we didn’t get Archangel first?” Jacob asked John.
“That’s part of it,” John agreed but not explaining the rest of his reasons to Jacob as they passed the armed guards. After they passed the last set of doors John was immediately assaulted by a smell he’d wished he’d never have smelled again.
“They’re burning the bodies, trying to stop the spread of the plague,” Miranda noted, a disgusted expression on her face. John just grunted, moving quickly by the bonfires. He could understand the reasoning of it but it still brought back bad memories. They swiftly made their way deeper into the slums. John ignored Miranda and Jacob’s protests as he stopped momentarily to help a sick batarian. After getting the man on his feet they headed swiftly past him and ran into a group of mercs, their arms loaded with stolen valuables. They dropped their loot to scramble for their guns when they spotted John and the others but they were quickly put down by the team. Later still they ran into a couple who’d barricaded themselves inside their home. After convincing them to follow them into Mordin’s clinic after John had cleared the way, John hurried deeper still with Miranda and Jacob at his heels. After clearing out another area of mercs and looters John found two humans looting an apartment and the body of dead turian. Despite being tempted to shoot them both John gave them a chance to clear out. A short while later, after clearing out more mercs they finally arrived at the clinic.
The receptionist had mechs behind them was the first thing John noted as they entered the front area of the clinic.
“We’re here to get some help from Professor Solus. May we speak with him?” Miranda spoke up before John could. John rolled his eyes but stayed silent, looking around the wide area with various people. He saw human help a batarian lay down on a couch and turian who was lying on a hospital gurney breathing air through a mask.
“The doctor’s in the back, seeing to a couple of patients who came in. End of the hall on the right.” the female receptionist stated, pointing to the hall just past the receptionist desk. Nodding his thanks John headed down the hall and into the room she mentioned. Several patients were lying on tables but John noted they were all breathing clearly and not one was coughing. A salarian was taking readings over one of the patients and John mentally compared him to the dossier on Mordin Solus. One horn was cut short, scars doted his face, one noticeably in a crisscross pattern. Wearing salarian armor similar to STG but outfitted with medical colors and equipment.
"Professor Mordin Solus?" John asked even though the man matched the dossier description of him perfectly.
"Hmm. Don't recognize you from the area. To well-armed to be refugees. No mercenary uniform. Quarantine still in effect. Here for something else. Vorcha? Crew to clean them out? Unlikely. Vorcha a symptom, not a cause. The plague! Investigating possible use as bio-weapon? No. Too many guns, not enough data equipment. Soldiers, not scientists. Hired guns, maybe? Looking for someone? Yes! But who? Someone important. Valuable. Someone with secrets. Someone like me," Mordin quickly thought aloud.
"Relax, Mordin. I'm Commander Shepard, and I came here to find you. I'm on a critical mission, and I need your help," John interrupted.
"Mission? What mission? No. Too busy. Clinic understaffed. Plague spreading too fast. Who sent you?" Mordin asked.
"It's a covert and privately funded human group," John said, purposely avoiding naming Cerberus just yet.
"Related to plague? Doesn't affect humans. Human-centric interest. Few human groups would know me. Equipment suggests military origin. Not Alliance standard. Only one human Spectre. Terra Firma too unstable. Only one option. Cerberus sent you. Unexpected," Mordin said, narrowing his eyes. John blinked at that. The dossier had said Mordin was above average intelligence for a Salarian, even possibly genius level. To see the man quickly whirl through all scenarios and possibilities was impressive…and just a bit unnerving.
"You're very well-informed. How did a Salarian scientist hear about Cerberus?" John asked.
"Crossed paths on occasion. Thought they only worked with humans. Why request Salarian aid?" Mordin inquired.
"The Collectors are kidnapping entire human populations. We're going to find out why and stop them," John stated simply and Mordin made little hum sound as he turned back to his work.
"Collectors? Interesting. Plague hitting these slums is engineered. Collectors one of few groups with technology to design it. Our goals may be similar. But must stop plague first. Already have a cure. Need to distribute it at environmental control center. Vorcha guarding it. Need to kill them," Mordin rambled.
"I'll get in and deal with the vorcha," John offered right as the air system shut down. John blinked and looked up with a frown.
"That sounded troubling," Miranda muttered.
"Vorcha have shut down environmental systems. Trying to kill everyone. Need to get power back on before district suffocates. Here, take plague cure. Also, bonus in good faith. Weapon from dead Blue Suns mercs. May come in handy against vorcha. One more thing. Daniel. One of my assistants. Went into vorcha territory. Looking for victims. Hasn't come back," Mordin said handing John the cure and a high end pistol.
"If I see him, I'll do what I can to help," John promised.
"Thank you. Told him not to go. But he's smart. Bright future. I hope," Mordin said and paused. He turned on his omni-tool and tapped away for a moment. When he turned it off John’s beeped to indicate a received message.
“What did you send me Doctor Solus?” John inquired turning his on.
“Old STG encryption codes. Use to secure the air filtration system. Codes several years out of date but will keep vorcha and others from accessing again. Cypher included, distribute to someone trust worthy on Omega.”
“Is there such a person?” Jacob wondered and John just sighed.
"Thank you, professor. Come on you two, let's head for the environmental plant," John said heading for the clinic’s other exit, Jacob and Miranda quickly following.
~*TF*~
It was more of the same. Running into groups and groups of mercs, the number of vorcha amongst them was increasing the closer they got to the ventilation system. That made sense to John, given that the virus would be higher concentrations closer to probably dispersal site. As they were about to head down the stairs after dealing with the mercs setting up another poorly thought-out ambush, John heard angry voices. Judging from the tone it sounded like batarians to him. When a terrified, male human responded to them John sighed. It looked like they had found Mordin’s assistant. John abruptly changed direction and headed for the room. Jamming the open command on the console the door swung open to reveal Daniel being held by a batarian in a miner’s jumpsuit, two other batarians watching. The man holding Daniel by his shirt glared into the doctor’s face as he stammered out a plea.
“…came here to help you!” Daniel finished as John took cover on the corner.
“We know you’re spreading the plague virus!” the man growled. “We saw the vials in your bag.”
“No, those vials contain the cure!” Daniel protested. “Please…you have to believe me.”
“Maybe we should cut off your fingers.” The man snarled and John had heard enough. He swiftly entered the room with his pistol raised. “That should…”
“Look out!” One of his friends barked out. The batarian holding Daniel shoved him away and John was mildly impressed with how fast he faced John while raising a pistol to aim directly at Daniel’s face.
“Don’t move!” the leader barked and John stopped. “One more step and we kill your friend.”
“Just take a deep breath.” John advised. “I know everyone is bit tense right now so don’t jump the gun. I’m know you’re scared. Of the vorcha. Of the plague. But this man isn’t to blame.” John slowly pulled his offhand away from his gun before settling the gun on his thigh and then holding his hands out in front of him, palms out. “I want you to take it easy and just think for a moment. If this man was spreading the plague why would he come into vorcha territory? They’re immune.”
“He’s right, it doesn’t make sense,” The one who had alerted the leader to John and the others presence. The leader seemed to consider that before narrowing his eyes at John.
“If we release the prisoner, we can go?” he asked and John nodded.
“You have my word on that.” John replied instantly, ignoring the grunt of disagreement Jacob made at that. The leader lowered his gun and looked at the man behind Daniel.
“Let him go,” he ordered before turning to face John again. “You got what you wanted, human. Are we free to go?”
“Of course. We had a deal.” John said, lowering his hands and stepping aside. The leader grunted in surprise but quickly started walking by them.
“Huh, human nobility. I didn’t think such a thing existed, especially since your only Spectre is the Terror of the Hegemony.” The man said. John blinked in surprise at that. Jane was still the only human Spectre since he had been declared dead. Did that mean…?
“Hey wait! What did you mean by that?” John called out after them but the door swiftly closed behind them. Frowning and even more concerned for Jane, John turned to face Daniel who was shakily leaning against some crates, trying to gather his composure.
“You alright kid?” John asked and Daniel nodded.
“I think I’ll be okay. Thank you for that, I thought they were going to…to kill me.” Daniel replied, wringing his hands. “Did Mordin send you to find me?”
“He asked me to keep an eye out for you. We’re going to distribute the cure in the ventilation system, head on back. The way should be clear.” John replied, turning to head out of the room.
“Thank you, guys!” Daniel called out after them. It was quiet for the rest of the way to the ventilation room as John thought about what that batarian had said. Jane had earned the nickname ‘the Terror of the Hegemony’? What had she been doing while he’d been in that hospital? As soon as he could he’d needed to be brought up to speed. Hopefully his Spectre and Alliance clearance would help fill in the gaps when they were reinstated. Hopefully he could read Jane’s mission reports and see what his twin had been up to. e’d read the mission reports Jane had filed and try to readTaking the stairs two at a time up to the control room John hoped Jane hadn’t gone off the rails completely. As soon as the doors to the air filtration system opened a vorcha came running over to them, hissing.
“You no come here. We shut down machines, break fans!” the vorcha snarled, skidding to stop not too far from them, making John blink. “Everyone choke and die. Then Collectors make us strong!”
“What do the Collectors want?” John snapped at him. The vorcha threw his head back, shaking it back and forth as he hissed.
“Collectors want plague! You work for doctor, turn on machines, put cure in air. We kill you first!”
“Yeah, screw that,” John replied to the snarling Vorcha, snapping up his pistol and placing a round right between his eyes. Miranda made some sort of annoyed sound behind him as a biotic shield sprang to life around them, covering them from gunfire as the other Vorcha opened fire.
“Was that really necessary, Commander?” she questioned as they dove for cover just before the barrier fell. John just shot her a grin as Jacob shook his head before popping up from behind cover to hit a Vorcha screaming as it rushed at them. Jacob’s biotic Throw caught the Vorcha square in the chest and sent it hurtling away, smashing into a pyro Vorcha and sending them both over the edge to their deaths.
“Nice shot, think you can clear a path to the right side?” John asked, looking to the left. He quickly switched out for his assault rifle and shot a Vorcha aiming a rocket launcher at him. His timing couldn’t have been better as the Vorcha collapsed back, involuntarily pulling the trigger, killing itself and some of his comrades.
“Not a problem Shepard,” Jacob said, shooting two Vorcha in the chest, making them stagger back just enough for Miranda to slam them together with her biotics.
“I’m going left then, you two move right and hopefully we’ll reach both fan controls at the same time,” John ordered. He didn’t wait for a reply, getting up and quickly approaching the Vorcha coming for them from the left. As he fell back into the old rhythms he took stock of the groups approaching him. Swifty shooting the ones he saw as the biggest threat, he steadily made his way down the ramp and towards the fan controls taking out the others as he moved. One Vorcha tried to surprise him by leaping from behind a pillar, snarling as it jammed its gun at his stomach. He reacted in an instant, slamming the butt of his assault rifle in its face. The Vorcha staggered back, blood gushing from its nostrils just before John kicked it in the stomach. The vorcha went stumbling back, frantically clawing for something to keep itself upright and luckily managed to snatch John’s rifle from his hands. John cursed but rushed it and slammed a fist into its face sending the Vorcha tumbling back and eventually slamming into the edge railing before falling over the side. As John caught his breath and noted that no one else was shooting at him just before he heard a bellowing roar from his left and turned to see a charging Krogan barreling down on him.
“Shit!” John cried, diving to the right and narrowly missing a Krogan charge. The Krogan skidded to a halt, turning to glare at John as he got to his feet.
“Not bad human, but I’m going to rip your skull off and roast your carcass over-” The Krogan was cut off as John slugged him. The Krogan’s head whipped to the left but his furious eyes never looked away from John. The Krogan growled and moved his mouth about before spitting out a broken tooth.
“You talk too much.” John noted. The Krogan straightened and growled at John, making John wish he had his knife. Damn stuck up Cerberus operatives and armory budgets.
“I like you human, I’ll give your skull a place of honor in my trophy case,” the Krogan snarled, lunging at John to try and grab him in a bear hug. John ducked and stepped to the right, slinging his left arm under the Korgan’s arm and then grabbing his shoulder. John struck out with several punches, aiming for where he remembered the Krogan kidney cluster being. The Krogan bellowed in rage, grabbing John’s arm and throwing him at the edge railing. John tucked and used to the momentum to turn himself so he slammed into the railing feet first. He connected with a loud thud and let the momentum push him into a crouch before John extended his legs into a jump. The Krogan’s eyes widened comically as John leaped back at him, his momentum carrying them both back and impacting them both into the wall, the Krogan taking the brunt of it. John rolled away and hopped to a crouch, looking at the Krogan with narrowed eyes. The Krogan shook his head and staged to his feet. John noticed the back of his opponent’s armor was cracked around the hump and the back of the Krogan’s head crest was bleeding profusely.
“I’m going to fucking kill you!” the Krogan bellowed, charging again. John waited, staying crouched and watching. Just as the man was almost on him John stepped to the side, grabbed the Krogan’s arm and tripped him. The Krogan smashed face first into the ground with a loud crunch. Not waiting for the Krogan to recover John stepped over and stomped his right boot on the back of his neck. The Krogan let out a wet gurgle as he began to twitch. Remembering that Kroagn had redundant nervous systems, John pulled his pistol and placed it to the back, under side of the man’s crest before emptying the clip into his head.
“Sorry, I know that was a bad way to go but you didn’t give me much choice,” John remarked to the man’s corpse as he holstered his pistol. He turned away to continue his steady march towards the fan control room. He reached the door shortly and slammed a fist into the open button of the console. As the doors popped they revealed a Vorcha Pyro standing in the doorway, raising its flamethrower to aim at him.
“Really?” John asked, snatching the flamethrower from the Vorcha’s hands and yanking back so hard it ripped free of the hoses leading to the tanks on the Vorcha’s back. “This was your brilliant plan, stand in front of the closed doors and incinerate me point blank without any cover?”
The Vorcha just hissed at him and John rolled his eyes before using the flamethrower like a club and smashing the Vorcha in the face. Dropping the now bent flamethrower on top of the unconscious Vorcha he quickly moved to the controls and turned them on before inputting the encryption code Mordin had given them. He promised himself he’d send Aria a message with the cypher before he left. No reason to get an angry message from the Queen of Omega a few days later asking for it. He raised his fingers to press against the earbud in his ear.
“This fan is going and the controls are encrypted. How are you guys doing?” John inquired. The comms crackled for a moment before he heard the fans starting up over them.
“All set, Commander, and the remaining mercs are retreating, I think they’ve given up for now.” Miranda replied and John sighed in relief.
“Good to hear, Vorcha are easy to take out but fighting wave after wave of them is tiring. Meet me by the exit and we’ll make our way back to Mordin’s clinic.” He ordered before shutting down the comms. John made his way back and met them where expected. Not even speaking he just waved a hand for them to follow. The walk back to Mordin’s clinic was quiet. They met the couple who were heading to the clinic and escorted them, the rest of the way. He noted they passed the humans who had been looting an apartment and was pleased to see them entering a hover car empty handed. They arrived just after Mordin’s assistant, Daniel, did and followed him into the back after seeing that the couple John had cleared the path for earlier was settled in okay. John nodded at the Batarian they had met on the way in who was receiving treatment. The Batarian nodded back just as they headed down the hall to the room where Mordin was working at a console.
“Environmental systems engaged.” The Salarian spoke, not even turning to look at them as he did so. “Airborn viral levels dropping. Patients improving. Vorcha retreating.” Mordin pushed away from the console and turned to nod gratefully at John as he walked by to another machine. “Well done, Shepard. Thank you.”
“And thank you from me, as well. Those Batarians would have killed me.” Daniel added and sighed, wiping some sweat from his forehead. “For a second there I thought you were going to shoot them even after they let me go.”
“I gave my word I would let them go if they didn’t hurt you and I keep my word, if I can,” John replied and Mordin made a disagreeing hum.
“Merciful of you. Risky.” Mordin said, turning back to face John. “Would have killed them myself.”
“Professor, how can you say that?” Daniel retorted moving to look his mentor in the eye. “You’re a doctor. You believe in helping people.”
“Lots of ways to help people. Sometimes heal patients. Sometimes execute dangerous people. Either way helps.” Mordin stated and John blinked at that. Well he wasn’t really wrong but John had never expected a doctor to say that.
“I guess Salarians don’t have the Hippocratic Oath.” John said quietly under his breath.
“Go check on the patients. Lots of work to do. Think about what I said.” Mordin told Daniel who scowled but moved to comply. When Daniel had left the room Mordin sighed but smiled.
“Good kid. Bit naïve. He’ll learn. Letting him take over the clinic. Should be able to handle it now that Vorcha are gone.” Mordin stated and John smiled.
“So, you’re ready to join the mission then Mordin?” John asked and Mordin nodded.
“Yes. Unexpected to be working with Cerberus. Many surprises. Just need to finish up here at the clinic. Won’t take long. Meet you at your ship. Looking forward to it.”
“You two head back to the Normandy, I’ll help Mordin pack up and stop by Afterlife to make sure Aria has the cypher to encryption we put on the air filtration system for the district.” John ordered Miranda and Jacob. Miranda frowned, obviously not pleased but Jacob nodded.
“See you later Commander,” Jacob replied, heading for the entrance. Miranda gave them a cold look, appearing to debate arguing against it before huffing and heading out of the room. John sighed in relief and turned around to find Mordin watching him in amusement.
“No offense is meant to be given Shepard but you are horrible at hiding ulterior motives. Have seen you wishing to be alone with me and eying the medical equipment I have here. You wish for a medical examination by someone not associated with Cerberus, correct?” Mordin asked, already turning away to gather some equipment. He pointed at one of the examination tables. “Sit there will begin shortly. Remove armor impedes examinations.”
“You got it right in one doc,” John replied, removing his armor as he went, setting it down by the table. “I also need access to a terminal not monitored by anyone. I need to send a message to Jane and the Alliance.” Just as he sat down Mordin hurried in front of him and stuck a thermometer in his mouth seconds before thrusting a portable terminal pad into his hands.
“Anticipated such a request. Write your messages as I begin examination.” Mordin replied holding up some sort of medical device John had never seen before. John rolled his eyes and began to access the extranet. He needed to see if his old account-
THUNK!
“OW! Hey, watch it doc! You hit a rib!”
“Pardon need to perform a biopsy of the bones in each major area of body and each organ. No worries, will not take a biopsy of heart or brain. That would be fatal in humans. Hmmm, perhaps will avoid taking samples of spine as well. Human spines have no redundancies. Such a poor evolutionary design. Will commence several scans of body as well. Have several different scanners, must choose most invasive yet non-fatal. Gamma rays are fatal to humans, should use asari appropriate equipment.”
“Oh, this is going to be such a pain in my ass.”
“Excellent idea Shepard! Stool sample will also help confirm body functioning as should. Please bend over as I get extraction machine. Lube too, humans very fragile and do not have a cloaca.”
“This is the worst decision I’ve ever made. Of all time.”
~*TF*~
Jane was preparing to sign up with the mercenary recruiters when her omni-tool pinged. She was about to ignore it but considered how she had lost Garrus, she needed to rebuild her bridges with friends. Jane looked at her omni-tool and her head reeled for a moment.
One unread message from John Shepard titled Olly Olly Oxen Free. The room swam as she stared at the message. John was dead, he had to be dead, it was over two years, he was dead. Her brain screamed at her that her brother was dead, but her heart, oh her heart wanted it to be real. She stared at the time. It had just been sent, it had only just been sent. She moved smoothly to a corner of Afterlife. She flagged down a waitress and ordered a shot of something hard. It came and she paid the girl before swigging it down. It burned and made her eyes water.
Jane opened the message and her heart nearly stopped. John was alive. John was alive. The room froze for a moment. Reality shifted and then came back hard, like a krogan charge to the gut. Cerberus had him. Cerberus had John. If it was Cerberus, was it John? Jane's mind raced as she stared at the message. John was alive. Cerberus had John and had saved him. He was on Omega for a little longer, but they would no doubt be moving him and he didn't know if he could reach her.
It had to be a trap. Jane had been seen when she protected the Dramye from the Cerberus infection. Cerberus had tried to kidnap her, everyone knew how much Jane loved her brother. The damned Spectre reporters always tried to get an interview with Jane, stating their viewers wanted to know Jane's feelings about her brother's death anniversary. It wasn't John, but Cerberus wanted Jane's attention. Fifty-fifty chance was that Cerberus knew Jane was on Omega and this was a trap. Still, they hadn't hacked John's account, Jane had hired a special security firm and had put an alert on any hacking of John's accounts. Two young salarians got in quite a bit of trouble for attempting it. The Salarian anti-hacking firm hired quarians to beef up their system and Jane was happy to pay the fee to protect her accounts with them. No, but then again, an infinite amount of monkeys banging on an infinite amount of typewriters might one day compose the works of Shakespeare. Cerberus could have figured out John's password. Jane had changed all of hers after John had died...but still.
Jane stared at the message for a moment more. John or not, Cerberus wanted her attention and they chose the worst way to get it. Jane typed a reply and snapped. Blasto was alert. Hopefully whoever was left on Archangel's team could wait a little longer. Jane would be there shortly. Best case scenario, with some Cerberus flunky who thought he was fooling her, worst case, with Jane warmed up from killing said Cerberus flunky.
~*TF*~
After Mordin’s…thorough…examination he delivered the news John had been hoping to hear. Cerberus may have replaced some organs with artificial implants such as his stomach, parts of his kidneys and other areas but his brain was still organic. There were no implants in his brain or anywhere else in his body that would affect his mind, memory or even control of his own body.
John Shepard was still John Shepard.
He felt such relief at that but even more so that Miranda had not lied to him during the shuttle trip from the station to where the Normandy SR-2 had been built. He found himself considering opening up the Cerberus operative a bit more. If he could get her to come around to his way of thinking and doing things his way, it would be a major coup. Mordin’s report in his hands also spelled out exactly what had been done to him as well.
He did have artificial nerves throughout most of his body and even implants that refused his spine but most of himself was intact. The results of skin grafts, artificially replaced organs or cloned implants and there were mechanical implants to help regulate some of his bodily functions and his new nerves. The bone and skin weaves Mordin assured him were being applied to people who had the credits to do so or soldiers it would most benefit from. John promised himself as soon as he could he’d go through his old exercise routine to find out what his new limits were. The only downsides Mordin informed him were his implants took greater amounts of enzymes from his body and he’d have to maintain an intake of roughly four thousand calories a day, just like a biotic. He was also approximately thirty kilos heavier as some of the implants were denser than the organic systems they had replaced. So, while he looked the same it explained why he felt bulkier and heavier. He’d have to be careful if he had to walk over something questionable until he could properly assess his current weight.
Still the highlight was shortly after introducing Mordin to the ship, crew and his new lab John had received the message he’d been hoping for.
‘I’m on Omega already. Firefly Bar in the lower quarter by the eezo mine entrance twenty-eight. 2100 hrs. Tonight.’
Jane.
Jane was already here.
Jane. Was. Already. Here.
John checked his omni-tool. It was already quarter till nine. He barely had time to grab Mordin and as he couldn’t figure out a way to ditch Miranda and Jacob when EDI had reported to Miranda that he was getting ready to disembark. He swiftly headed out of the airlock and ignored Miranda pestering him with questions. He was going home, he was coming out the cold, his sister was here! The walk to the bar was quiet and swift but John couldn’t help but day dream a bit. How had Jane coped? What were she and the others doing? John chuckled to himself as they took the lift down to the lower quarter earning an annoyed and calculating looking from Miranda that he ignored. He’d just thought of Kaidan. With the doe eyes Kaidan and Jane had been making at each other John just knew Jane would have reached out to the other Alliance soldier. Had they gotten married? Was John, Uncle John now? God, he hoped so. He’d always wanted more family and Jane needed that in her life. His mind awhirl in possibilities, he barely noticed when they reached the door to the bar when he felt it. The feeling that he was being watched by someone. Eyes, a presence, something familiar yet dangerous.
Jane.
From the alley beside the bar a flash of white, blue, and yellow flew at Jacob, he was knocked prone as the flash rushed around. Miranda drew her gun only for biotic blue to throw both her and Jacob's guns into the darkness. A form in black armor kicked Jacob across the face before grabbing the wrist of Miranda's gun hand. A foot behind Miranda's leg gave the figure the chance to spin Miranda by her wrist so her back was to the figure's chest.
The white, blue, and yellow streak was back, a varren, with its mouth sealed around Jacob's throat. Jacob had one hand on top of the varren's head and the other on the bottom of its jaw. There was no way it was going to let go, but it wasn't pressing down more than to let him feel its teeth. Its yellow eyes were on Mordin and John. The figure was standing with Miranda as a human shield. One arm around Miranda's side, pinning that arm down, with a large sharp blade pressed against Miranda's carotid artery. Broken skin allowed blood to well, the blade was too close, Miranda couldn't get a barrier up between her and the blade just as Jacob couldn't get a barrier between his throat and the varren's teeth. The figure's other arm was between Miranda's arm and side, a pistol aimed between John and Mordin.
John watched it all with amusement and listened to Mordin verbally appraise his sister as she stood statue still. John felt joy and relief flood through him when Jane finally turned to face him. John couldn’t help the happy smile that spread across his face as he finally got a clear look at her. She was wearing some kind of armor that he didn’t recognize. It was plain and heavier than she usually wore. There was no sign of the Alliance insignia, Spectre insignia, or even the N7 insignia. Her hair was a bit shorter, her scar from Akuze was gone and she was paler than he remembered but it was her. The one person he loved and trusted above anyone else, even more than Liara the woman he loved.
“It’s good to see you sis.”
~*TF*~
End of chapter 11
~*TF*~
Toby’s AN: I always thought the adrenalin ability in 2 & 3 was something that Shepard only got cause of the rebuild. I hope my little idea works for you guys. *grins*
Belle’s AN: We are now entering ME2 and here is where the world begins to shift. The major points will be the same, but now we get to alter the world even more. Be warned, we will be throwing your preconceived ideas out of the window, so don't worry if you see things you think are contradictions or defiances, we have a plan and you will see all of our machinations as we continue.
Toby’s AN 2: Argh! I hate watching the videos online and retyping dialogue word for *beep*ing word! And this script I found for ME2 sucks total *beep*! Anyone know where we can find a script, or dialogue of ME2 and ME3? Retyping these scenes takes up most of the time between chapters! If we had something we could copy and paste it’d save so much time! Anyways since the last two chapters were, well not overly serious but kind of somber and serious it didn’t feel right to put omakes on them, especially with how big ten was. So, we are proud to present, omakes for nine, ten and eleven! Enjoy!
Belle's AN 2: We? You're the one who wants the script, I have videos that I don't mind using and you know that.
OMAKE 9-1:
"What about your wife, Conrad? She trusts you too. Aren't you letting her down?" Jane asked. She had people she trusted, people she knew had her back. John, Ash, Kaidan, Garrus, Wrex, Tali, Liara, Joker, Chakwas...Conrad looked shocked.
"What? I don't understand," Conrad said and Jane gave him a good look.
"You know what keeps me going out here?" Jane asked and Conrad gave her a confused shake of his head. "Knowing that people back home are keeping humanity strong." He stared at her.
"You...you're right," he said and Jane nodded. "I just so caught up in all of it. I wanted to help. I'll go home. Thanks for setting me straight." He turned and headed off. Jane watched him go.
"He so totally has a shrine to you," John commented and Jane gave him a look of horror.
“What?”
“Yeah like one of those shrines where he has pictures of you he kisses and pieces of your hair and he cut me out of all of the pictures of us.”
“…I should call C-Sec. And he probably has one about you too.”
“Yeah but unlike you I’d just shoot him.”
“And I wouldn’t?”
“Not if he sneaks up on you. He probably wants you to have his babies.”
“Hurk!”
“Hey when did you eat corn?”
“Blargh!”
“Wow throwing up that much can’t be healthy.”
OMAKE 9-2:
As Liara led John to the medical office John paused. The elevator doors had opened and he saw Kaidan stepping out. When Kaidan saw John he froze.
“And where do you think you’re going lieutenant?” John said in an icy tone. Kaidan swallowed.
“Um to bed sir?”
“Which bed Alenko?” John hissed and Kaidan let out a meep.
“M-my cryo pod sir. Alone!”
“Damn straight.”
OMAKE 9-3:
"Damn it, John, learn to knock!" Jane hissed as she covered herself with the sheet.
"God damn it, Jane! We share that bed!" John cried.
"We were going to change the sheets," Kaidan said from further down and under the sheets.
"THAT'S NOT THE PROBLEM!"
OMAKE 9-4:
“Liara let go of Vigil’s console!” John cried, clutching one of the Asari’s legs by the ankle and pulling. Jane had the other leg and the Asari was horizontal in the air clutching Vigil’s terminal.
“No, I don’t wanna! You can’t make me!”
OMAKE 9-5:
“SHOOT!”
BANG!
“I MEANT THE SAREN THING NOT ME!”
“YOU DIDN’T SPECIFY WHO TO SHOOT!”
“ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”
OMAKE 10-1:
As John was blown away from the Normandy he faced the Collector vessel and slowly raised his hand, middle finger extended.
“Fuck you very much!”
OMAKE 10-2:
"This is a baby Varren," she stated as she held the struggling beast. It snapped at her and Jane caught its mouth with one hand and grasped it by the scruff of the neck by the other. It froze and its golden eyes rolled up to look at Jane.
In the afterlife where John waits for his body to be restored: “Oh fuck you Wrex! You know I hate Varren! They chew on everything and keep trying to bite me! I swear to God if that thing lifts its leg on me one time I’m going to turn it into food for Fish-Dog Food Shack!”
OMAKE 10-3:
“Knave? Hick-John? That’s it when you die I’m selling the rights to have you made into a VR sex sim!”
OMAKE 10-4:
"You'll get her home safe and sound, right?" Kaidan asked as he tucked Jane into Garrus' vehicle. Garrus grinned.
"Oh, I'll take care of her...I'll take care of her aaaaaall night," he purred before he took off leaving Kaidan staring in horror.
OMAKE 11-1:
As John stands behind Joker on the Normandy SR-2 for the first time:
“Joker do me a favor and open a general comm signal.”
“To who Shepard?”
“Everyone. Everywhere.”
“Uh...okay. Channel open, sir.” Joker said. John smirked and cleared his throat before doing his best impression into the comm…
“I’M BACK BITCHES!”
Belle: No Toby, you do not get to quote TFS Vegeta!
Toby: Why not it’d be a pretty good twist! John comes back…Renegade for Life! *strikes a pose with explosions behind him and sunglasses he got from somewhere*
Belle: *groans in exasperation*
OMAKE 11-2:
“Grenades, Shepard?” John muttered to himself in a passable imitation of Miranda’s voice, “What do you need grenades for? We have a varied selection of heavy weapons here. Well I can’t roll heavy weapons under an approaching death machine, can I?” He glanced again to his left and saw the Cerberus agents were gone. “They better have done what I said.” More stomps followed John’s mutterings and he dared peak around what was left of his crates…to peer straight into the YMIR machine’s legs.
“Fuck.” He muttered, trying to bring his gun to bare as the machine peered down at him and extended the arm with the rocket launcher at his face, the arm humming as it charged just moments before two large crates smashed into it, both glowing biotic blue.
“We’ve got you covered Shepard!” Miranda called out from the other end of the court yard, both biotics glowing as they each biotically lifted some more crates to throw. Following its programming, the YMIR mech turned to face the biggest threat and began opening fire.
“BOY IT SURE WOULD BE NICE IF WE HAD SOME GRENADES, DON’T YA THINK?!” John shouted at Miranda.
Belle: Really Toby, Firefly quotes now?
Toby: I apologize for nothing! *more explosions and cool pose*
OMAKE 11-3:
“You crazy bosh'tet!” Tali barked, hugging the Spectre tightly. Then she looked up at him, smacking a fist and her forearm against his chest. “What were you thinking?”
“Probably what you were, that I wouldn’t let my friend die,” John pointed out. Tali muttered something before yanking off her face mask and planting a kiss on his face.
“I missed you so much John and you almost got killed! I’m not waiting anymore!”
“Tali what are you-whoa baby!”
“Take me right here and now Shepard!”
Belle: Oh come on! Why do you write this filth!
Toby: Cause I can. Besides it’s not like there isn’t millions of gigs of Tali porn already out in the internetz.
Belle: You’re disgusting.
Toby: Like you haven’t read any Kaidan or Garrus smut?
Belle: …
Toby: That’s what I thought.
OMAKE 11-4:
"I might be here," Aria said just as the next dancer got on the stage. John's eyes moved over the dancer and then proceeded to bug out.
"JANE?" he cried as his sister spun around a pole upside down and topless.
"She needed the credits," Aria explained and John passed out from shock.
OMAKE 11-5:
After the Shepards reunite…
“Oh John I’m so happy you’re alive!”
“Jane I’ve missed you so!”
“Quick John I need to tell you that I want to have your bab-dfregqebtrq3qb5bn67a^%$lkwdef
Toby: *has currently been knocked face first into his keyboard*
Belle: *standing behind him holding the bat she used on his skull* No just no. I know you don’t mean it but that’s not funny it’s just disgusting.
Toby: You could have just told me that.
Belle: Now where’s the fun in that?
~*TF*~
Notes:
Toby Note:
Also, here’s my playlist cause Belle is not the only one who uses music to write. *sticks his tongue out at her* Mine changes depending on my mood so this is as it is shortly before we published 11:
Back in the Saddle by Aerosmith (this one is perfect to play during John’s fight scenes, especially the one with the Krogan)
Get Up by All Good Things
Blow Me Away (feat. Valora) by Breaking Benjamin
Soldiers by Otherwise
We Are by Hollywood Undead
Feel Invincible by Skillet
X Gon' Give It To Ya by DMX
Till I Collapse by Eminem
Monster by Skillet
Human by Rag'n'Bone Man
Chapter 13: Just Somebody that I Used to Know
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
John and Jane team up to save Archangel after a less than pleasant introduction. Jane brings John to meet with the Council and the Admiralty Board to decide his fate as an Alliance Officer and a Council Spectre.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: As of writing this chapter Toby and I came across an interesting situation. The Mass Effect timeline is a...little wonky. If you look at the time between the end of ME and the start of ME2, the length of time Shepard is dead, the time difference between ME2 and ME3, and then the timeline for ME3 you realize that there might have been a little problem with timing. In short, hardcore fans, our timeline is not going to match 100% with the cannon timeline, but we are doing our best.
Toby’s Note: We’ve already made the corrections to the dates so we’re hoping you haven’t noticed. *brushes away the previous dates with a broom and lifts the rug to sweep them under it* Nothing to see here folks move along! Pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain! That is not a GoT/ME crossover she’s working on!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 12: Just Somebody that I Used to Know
Earth Date: January 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Firefly Bar, Omega
"It's good to see you sis," John said as he took a step closer and Jane's gun moved to point at him. He froze, the cold eyes greeting him were not what he had anticipated when he found his twin. Jane's kill face was in place and John knew she was in the mental space where she could kill without hesitation, but for the first time, that face was aimed at him.
"John Shepard died two years, one month, and twenty-four days ago in service to the Alliance," Jane said. John froze for a moment, two years, one month, and twenty-four days. Jane had been living in a world where he had been dead for two years, one month, and twenty-four days. Shit.
"Cerberus rebuilt me," John said and Mordin nodded.
"Can confirm DNA test if you like," Mordin offered and Jane paused but she didn't look directly at the Salarian.
"Who are you?" Jane asked.
"Apologies. Introductions are necessary. Dr. Mordin Solus, ran a clinic here on Omega," Mordin stated and the corner of Jane's lip twitched, she was amused.
"I know who you are, Dr. Solus," Jane said. "You forget I worked with Chirum."
"Ah yes, fine Spectre, bit of a talker," Mordin nodded. "Regardless. Can perform DNA test if you like."
"I apologize Dr. Solus, I have a bad history with Cerberus and if you are working with them, I cannot fully trust you either," Jane said.
"I can explain," Miranda began and froze as the blade bit more into her tender throat.
"I don't recall talking to you," Jane said, her eyes still on John.
"I saved him," Miranda spat.
"Good for you, but you'll understand if I don't actively trust you. I've been a bit of a thorn in your side, haven't I?" Jane said and Miranda huffed. "Give me a piece of evidence that Cerberus would have trouble providing." Her cold eyes were on John. He stared at her for a moment.
"My message," he said and Jane sneered.
"No good, people have heard us prior and the Normandy team knows about that communication method," Jane said and John thought back. He needed something only the two of them would know. What piece of history would be impossible to find?
"The last thing he talked to us about was that he was going to need us helping him clear the back forty of creeper vines after school, it was giving the hornchins gas. The last thing she talked about to us was that she would make us peanut butter and chocolate spread sandwiches when all of us were done and she would need to go to the store to pick up more chocolate spread," John said and Jane froze. There was no movement for moment. "While I drove us to school you told me that you had eaten the last of it while studying for the biology test." Moisture filled her eyes and a single tear rolled down her left cheek.
Jane felt like she had been socked in the gut. She had never told anyone the last things they has spoken to their parents about. It was a stupid conversation about coming home right after school, doing chores, and being rewarded for it. The last words exchanged between the Shepard parents and the Shepard children had been 'love you' and as they left Jane had confessed to John about sneaking the chocolate spread to her room to eat directly from the jar while studying biology. The biotic metabolism had not been solely to blame for that. John had laughed as they had ridden to school on a morning that had begun so mundane.
John was more open, he might have told someone that story, and he might have recorded it in a journal or log. It was John, it was John. The Cerberus agent in her arms moved and Jane came back to herself. She kept her gun on John, she couldn't trust him. Cerberus was devious and evil, she couldn't be certain. She couldn't risk Cerberus. She had seen their plans for other races. Seen the evidence of their xenophobia. This might look like John, this might sound like John, oh God she wanted it to be John, but it couldn't be, could it? No, this might be John, but until she was one hundred percent certain, she could not do it. Cerberus was not above using love to harm and Jane had been a vocal opponent. She had made their lives difficult...but...she never told anyone, John...might...but...Jane wanted to believe but for the safety of others, she couldn't.
"Good story. Point to you. Why are you working with Cerberus?" Jane said and John stared at the gun still on him. She was clearly torn, would that be enough for her to believe it was him after mourning his death for two years?
"Do you know about the human colonies going missing?" he asked and Jane blinked.
"I had heard that Cerberus was investigating the disappearances too," Jane stated. She quickly released Miranda and with a firm kick in the Cerberus agent's shapely behind, sent her staggering between John and Mordin. Jane's gun was still on John. "Blasto, release!" The Varren quickly released and came to heel at his mistress's side. John stared at the Varren with disgust. "So...who does Cerberus think is behind the disappearances?"
"Why should we deal with you?" Miranda shot back and Jane kept the gun on John.
"Because I want to deal with her," John stated and Jane noticed that Miranda did not look too happy. "The Collectors are taking the colonies." Jane was impressed. John saw the lack of reaction in Jane. "You already knew that."
"Cerberus is private sector. I'm a Spectre. You really think the only human Spectre wasn't all over disappearing colonies?" Jane said and John nodded with a slight smirk.
"We know how they are doing it," John said and Jane blinked.
"How?" Jane asked.
"A Quarian on Freedom's Progress was able to avoid detection and preserved video footage, even captured a couple specimens with mechs," John said and Jane's lip twitched. "No way!"
"What is it?" Jacob asked as he slowly moved to join the group.
"Jane knew about the Quarian on Freedom's Progress. How....Tali," John hissed. Jane shrugged.
"Unlike the core of Cerberus, the majority of humans are open and welcoming to aliens...even to the point where they would shun their military aiding them, but a talented alien kid on pilgrimage is more than welcome," Jane said. "Rumor has it that Quarian kids on pilgrimage make fine workers in the tech industry. They come, work hard, learn all that they can, and head out after a relatively short time period. Some will even work for room, board, and the opportunity to take broken hardware off your hands. Imagine how many colonies would love to have a Quarian on pilgrimage around for a few months?"
"He was a child!" John snapped and Jane gave him a cold look.
"Freedom's Progress is gone. That Quarian child is alive. Can you say the same for the human colonists?" she put up her gun. "Let's say I'm curious about you now. Why are you here on Omega?"
"Why are you?" Miranda asked and Jane smiled.
"Didn't you hear? I'm on vacation," Jane said and John blinked. Jane was lying.
"We are recruiting a team to help us take down the Collectors," John said and Jane looked at Mordin.
"Cerberus may put humanity first...but they don't have a mind like yours Dr. Solus," Jane nodded. "Makes sense. All Omega exceptionals?"
"No, just one more," John said. "A Turian vigilante, goes by the name of..."
"Archangel," Jane said and the two stared at each other. Neither one giving up their thoughts. "You're in luck. Archangel has some questions to answer for me."
"Why do you need to question him?" Jacob asked and Jane blinked before her eyes flickered to Jacob in a flirtatious manner John had never seen before.
"Once you go Turian, no human will do again," Jane stated and John made a face. What had happened while he was gone? Jane didn't flirt. It was a ruse, had to be, but what was important about Archangel? "If you're going after Archangel you know about his situation."
"What do you mean?" John asked and Jane sighed.
"He pissed off the three largest merc groups on Omega. They've got him trapped in his hide out. They're planning on killing him and what's left of his team. If you want Archangel too, we need to get there and pull his ass out of the fire," Jane said.
~*TF*~
“This is not going the way I’d hoped,” John said in aside to Mordin as they followed his sister into Afterlife. The Salarian shot John an amused look as the bouncer waved the group inside.
“Still having difficulty that so much time has passed, correct Shepard?” Mordin inquired and John nodded. He noted that Jane seemed friendly with some of the staff here, even greeting a waitress with a warm smile as they passed. How many missions had she taken to Omega while he’d been gone?
“I know it’s been two years. Everyone has been telling me that since I woke up.” John explained as they headed to a private room entrance. “To me it’s only been three weeks at most. I was floating in space one moment and the next I was waking up in a hospital.” He noticed Jane twitched and he realized she had heard him. He hoped it helped Jane realize it was still him.
“Time needed for adjustment.” Mordin noted as they entered the recruiter’s room. “Patience needed.” John grunted in acknowledgement as he focused on Jane and the conversation she was having with the Batarian behind the desk.
“-aren't you sweet. You're in the wrong place, honey, strippers' quarters are that way.” The Batarian drawled. John frowned but watched Jane’s shift in posture and even though he couldn’t tell from behind her the way the Batarian’s smile slipped from his face and he began to sweat he knew Jane’s eyes were boring into the man. John had to smirk, imagining the look she was certainly giving the man. “Wow, not even a smile. So you're here to fight then.”
“That we are, if this is the place to go after Archangel.” Jane said in an icy tone.
“This is the place.” The Batarian said quickly. “Standard fee is 500 credits each. You get pain when the job's done. If you die, your friends don't collect your share. You'll need your own weapons and armor...looks like you've got that covered. And no, this does not make you a member of the Blue Suns, Eclipse, or the Blood Pack. You are a freelancer. Period. Any questions?”
“Why are the mercs working together to take down Archangel?” John spoke up as Jane waved her hand at the recruiter.
“Haven't been on Omega long, huh? He does everything he can to screw with us. Shipments go missing, operations are compromised...every month it gets worse. Tarak and the other bosses are tired of losing credits...and men.” The recruiter explained.
“Intriguing. Never heard of anyone ever drawing the ire of three different merc groups before.” Mordin noted with a hum. “What is the plan of attack? How will we be attacking?”
“The mercs will tell you when you get there.” The Batarian replied with a shrug, not caring in the least. “Last I heard, they were putting the freelancers into scouting groups; they attack in waves to distract Archangel while we try to get past his defenses.”
“So we're just fodder for his bullets?” Miranda asked in outrage and John blinked. He’d honestly forgotten she and Jacob were still there, so focused was he on Jane and her cold reaction to him.
“If you don't like it, don't sign up.” The recruiter snapped. “But if you do your job right, it's easy credits. Besides, what are the odds he can kill all of you? Besides he had a whole team, but we've already dealt with them. Now he's just one guy.” John saw Jane go still at that and saw her fists clench. Something had upset her but what?
“Where's the attack taking place and how do we get there?” John asked, trying to keep the situation from escalating. As the recruiter focused on him John heard Jane take in a deep breath.
“Archangel's base of operations. He's been hiding right under our noses. I can't tell you exactly where you're going, but we'll get you there. Just head over to the transport depot outside the club. One of our boys will take you from there.” The Batarian replied before focusing on the door. “Send in the next one!” John turned and stepped to the side so the others would leave before him, Jane’s face was cold and drawn together. She swiftly led the way and as John brought up the rear a kid who couldn’t have been no more than eighteen with a shitty soul patch stepped into the room.
“Hey, is this where I sign up?” he asked, excitement in his voice. John paused and looked the kid over. Jane ignored the kid and led the others away except for Miranda who lingered to watch John.
“You look a little young to be a freelancer kid,” John noted, skepticism plain in his voice. The kid turned back to him, rebellious teenage expression on his face.
“Hey, I’m old enough!” the teen protested. “I grew up on Omega and I know how to use a gun!”
“So does Archangel,” Miranda quipped from behind John as he frowned at the kid.
“I can handle myself. Besides, I just spent 50 credits on this pistol, and I wanna use it!” The teen snapped pulling a shitty pistol from the back of his pants. John sighed and snatched the gun from the kid. He racked it once and watched it spark in his hands and the firing pin go zooming across the stairway. John shoved the now broken gun into the kid’s hand.
“Don’t go playing at war kid. If you want to learn how to shoot, join the Alliance or something.” John snapped, spinning on his heel and heading up the stairs. He met up with Miranda who walked with him out of Afterlife to the sight of Jane waiting for them, Blasto panting happily at her side and Jacob and Mordin also waiting nearby but giving the Varren a wide berth.
The group headed up to the transport car with a Batarian in Blue Sun colors leaning against it, smoking a cigarette.
“We're on the mission.” John said. The man finished off his cigarette and flicked it off the side as he straightened.
“I hope you're ready. Archangel's been annihilating you freelancers.” He growled before eyeing the group. “I can only take three of you at a time.”
“That’s fine,” John replied before turning to Miranda and Jacob. “You guys head back to the ship. It’s better if you we do this with a strike team anyways.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea, John,” Miranda replied giving Jane a look. Jane returned it with an icy stare of her own.
“It’ll be fine, Mordin will patch us up if anything happens,” John said, acutely aware what Miranda was afraid of but not acknowledging it.
“That includes the Varren,” the drive noted and Jane’s pet Varren growled at that before Jane set a hand on his head, patting it.
“Blasto goes,” Jane replied and John sighed. Yes he’d heard correct earlier. She’d named her Varren, Blasto. Oi vey. “He’ll sit on my lap.”
“He’s not a fucking poodle, Jane,” John said in exasperation. Jane shot him a look and John rolled his eyes.
Looked like the mangy lizard was coming with them.
~*TF*~
Despite the distant sounds of gunfire John appreciated the incident free walk from their landing zone to the staging area. He was intent on walking by the mercs as quietly as they could but of course Jane had other plans.
Jane activated the camera on her Kuwashii visor as they entered the Eclipse planning room. Aria probably had all the intel on these people, but seeing them in action and keeping track might gain Jane some favor. Having the ruler of Omega on your side was always good.
"Watch that Varren!" Jaroth sneered and Jane gave him a look as she snapped her fingers. Blasto came to heel and he blinked at her.
"Blood Pack doesn't train their Vorcha, do you really think they know how to train a Varren?" Jane stated and Jaroth nodded. Jane noted that John had tucked a data pad into a pouch on his belt.
"True," Jaroth muttered as they left the room. They opened a hallway with a massive mech.
"Be a shame if that mech was reprogrammed without friend or foe settings," John muttered and Mordin chuckled as he quickly accessed the mech.
"Where did you get the Varren?" John asked as Mordin worked on rewriting the machine. Jane stared at him. Should she talk about the others? Damn it. She didn't want Wrex in danger if they suspected how close she was...of course they already knew that. She was Urdnot-Shepard.
"He followed me home from a mission as pup," she said. It wasn't a lie, but it didn't give him much.
"Followed you?" John asked and Blasto rubbed his head against her outer thigh.
"How could I say no?" she deadpanned as she stroked the varren's head. John made a disgusted sound as they moved on to the Blood Pack's room. The room was filled with Vorcha and… It took all of Jane's self control not to go for her pistol. Garm, one of the worst of the Blood Pack, and a survivor from the Maws. One of the worst Krogan in space. He killed and he took pleasure in killing. Jane should kill him.
"You look familiar," he purred while looking at Jane and she gave him a coy smirk as she controlled the urge to place a bullet in each of his eyes.
"Krogan men always use that line. Can't get an Asari?" Jane stated and Garm chuckled.
"I don't need to use lines to get that," Garm purred and Jane shook her head. Blasto was being approached by one of the Blood Pack Varren.
"Better pull that one back," Jane warned. "My Varren doesn't do well with others."
"An alpha is it?" Garm asked and Jane nodded. He glared and one of the Vorcha moved to grab the Varren. Blood instantly spilled to the floor as Blasto lunged and bit off the Vorcha’s hand. John ushered the group out and shot Jane a look.
"You come to Omega often?" John asked and Jane gave him a smirk.
"I know my way around the station," she said as they reached the Blue Suns' planning room. Tarak was clearly paranoid about whoever Archangel was. It seemed the vigilante had done a good job psychologically off-centering the Batarian. They left the room and reached the gunship shortly after.
"Cathka?" Jane asked as they approached a group of human men. The lead man pointed over his shoulder and a Batarian stood up, looking them over.
"Sergeant Cathka...ah...you must be the group Salkie mentioned. You met him when you were dropped off. He radioed to say you were coming. You're just in time. You three kinda stand out from most of the other freelancers. Anyway...the infiltration team is about to give us the signal. Archangel won't know what hit him. Got any questions? This may be your last chance," he said and Jane stared at him as he picked up a cigarette, putting down his welder.
"Are you leading the assault?" John asked.
"Ha! Tarak doesn't pay me to fight. I just plan the attacks and fix the damn gunship. You freelancers get the privilege of..." Cathka said before the radio interrupted him.
"Target is in sight. We're a go," a voice called.
"Check. Bravo team...go, go, go!" Cathka ordered and the group of humans headed out. "Archangel's got quite a surprise waiting for him. But that means no more waiting for me. Got to get her back to a hundred percent before Tarak decides he needs her again." Jane watched as Cathka passed the group and headed to the gunship. Jane moved silently behind him, catching his welding tool as she went.
"You're working too hard," Jane said as she shoved the welder into his back. He screamed but the sounds of the assault drowned them out as Jane turned. John stared at her in shock. "What?"
"You murdered him," John stated.
"He sent countless freelancers to their deaths knowing full well they would die and not flinching. He will never send another person to die when he stayed safely behind," Jane said as she headed to the wall. She whistled and got into the vault position. Blasto leapt from her knee to her shoulder over the wall and Jane followed closely behind. Jane ran and Blasto stayed close to her side.
Jane put up a shield, watching as one of the freelancer's heads went up in a plume of red. Two shots grazed her and she blinked. While freelancers were dropping like flies, she was fine. Archangel was almost going easy on her, like he knew her. Was he…it couldn't be...could it? Then again today was a day of impossible things. Jane whistled and Blasto barked before taking off. Jane watched as the Varren rushed to the infiltration team, hopefully the Varren wouldn't be hurt. She didn't hesitate and as she began to fire on the backs of the infiltration team, John, and Mordin did as well. The room was filled with dead bodies. Jane paused as she looked around. The dead mercs were everywhere but there were covered bodies as well. Two shapes looked Turian and Jane's heart ached with the thought that Garrus could be under one of those...but those shots. Blasto barked happily and was up the stairs. Jane smiled the first real smile in months. She ran up the steps.
"Hey!" John cried but she was taking them two at a time. As she rounded the corner to see Blasto sitting next to the Turian in blue and black armor who momentarily spared a hand to thump the Varren a few friendly pats on the side before steadying his rifle again, Blasto’s stubby tail wagging back and forth in joy. Jane approached, fighting back tears, now wasn't the time but she knew. Oh God she knew who it was.
"Archangel?" John said from behind her and Jane wanted to laugh as the Turian sniper put up one finger just before taking a shot. Then he got up and sauntered away from the window. He removed his helmet and familiar blue eyes looked over at Jane who felt joy just burst through her.
"Shepard...and Shepard..." Garrus said and Jane walked over to him. He looked at her. Then she punched him in the shoulder. "Ow...was that necessary?"
"You and I are going to have a long and unpleasant talk once we get you out of here," Jane said and he flared his mandibles as his eyes flickered to John. Jane gave him a look and he shrugged.
"I was tired of watching you just vege..." he began only for Jane to punch his shoulder again. “Ow!" If this John was a Cerberus operative, then he would know about her coma after her fight on Tuchanka. If this John was John...well...he didn't need to know about her coma.
"You ever move again and forget to send me your forwarding address, I will beat the blue off of your face and bend your damn knees the human way," Jane threatened and Garrus nodded before he looked at John.
"I thought you were dead," he said to John as Blasto panted happily beside the Turian.
"Garrus! What are you doing here?" John exclaimed in happiness, giving Jane a look as she whistled and Blasto came over. Jane began to inspect the Varren for injuries as John approached their friend and extended his arm. Garrus clasped John’s forearm and John did the same as they greeted each other. Jane rolled her eyes at the obvious overly macho display of friendship.
“Just keeping my skills sharp. A little target practice.” Garrus exclaimed as they separated. John snickered.
“You alright?” John inquired.
“I’ve been better, but is sure is good to see some friendly faces. Killing mercs is hard work. Especially on my own.” Garrus drawled and John saw Jane shoot Garrus a look at that.
“So what are you doing out here on Omega?” John wondered.
“A very good question.” Jane said, her tone a bit frosty. Garrus grinned sheepishly.
“I got fed up with all the bureaucratic crap on the Citadel. Figured I could do more good on my own. Plus, I had a really bad role model.” Garrus noted.
“Watch it.” Jane warned him.
“At least it's not hard to find criminals here.” Garrus retorted. “All I have to do is point my gun and shoot.”
“Impressive. How did you manage to unite the major mercenary gangs of Omega?” Mordin asked making Garrus chuckle.
“It wasn't easy. I really had to work at it. I am amazed that they teamed up to fight me. They must really hate me.” Garrus said, glancing out the window.
“Since when did you start calling yourself Archangel?” John said in amusement making Garrus wince a bit.
“It’s' just a name the locals gave me. For all my good deeds. I don't mind it, but please...it's just "Garrus" to you.” The Turian noted, looking embarrassed.
“You nailed me good a couple of times, by the way.” John noted, rolling his shoulder, still feeling the sting from one of the rounds that had winged him.
“Concussive rounds only.” Garrus said, waving it away. “No harm done. Didn't want the mercs getting suspicious.”
“Uh huh.” Jane hummed.
“If I wanted to do more than take your shields down, I'd have done it.” Garrus said, amused. “Besides, you were taking your sweet time. I needed to get you moving. I mean your younger sister beat you over the bridge. Have some pride.”
“Well, we got here, but I don't think getting out will be as easy.” John said, rolling his eyes at Garrus’s statement.
“No, it won't. That bridge has saved my life...funneling all those witless idiots into scope.” Garrus noted and Jane sighed at that.
“It also works both ways.” Jane replied.
“Definitely. They'll slaughter us if we try to get out that way.” Garrus hummed, looking out the window over the bridge.
“Odds not in our favor,” Mordin stated baldly. “Alternatives would be appreciated.”
“It's not all that bad.” Garrus explained, “This place has held them off so far. And with the three of you and Blasto...I suggest we hold this location, wait for a crack in their defenses, and take our chances. It's not a perfect plan, but it's a plan.”
"How did you let yourself get into this position?" Jane muttered.
"My feelings got in the way of my better judgment. It's a long story. I'll make you both a deal: you get me out of here alive, and I'll tell you the whole damn thing," Garrus said.
“So much for sneaking out the back,” John grunted, un-holstering his assault rifle. “Still if we made them come in here to us we can whittle them down.”
“You're right. Their numbers won't help them in here, anyway.” Garrus replied. “Let's see what they're up to. Hmmm...looks like they know their infiltration team failed. Take a look. Scouts. Eclipse, I think.” He said handing the rifle to Jane. John watched Jane look over the scouts on the bridge and he couldn’t help but jump as Jane pulled the trigger, sending one flying back.
“One less now,” Jane stated handing the rifle back to Garrus who chuckled.
“Indeed. We better get ready. I'll stay up here. I can do a lot of damage from this vantage point. You...you can do what you do best. Just like old times, Shepards. Let's give these bastards everything we've got.”
“Mordin you and I will head down stairs. Keep them distracted for the snipers to work on them,” John said, leading the way. The Salarian didn’t even miss a beat and followed John to the stairs.
Jane signaled to Blasto to stay by her side as she took out her sniper and began taking out the various mercs. Jane was on one side of the window and Garrus was on the other. They were keeping the field mostly clear. The two below made sure not one of the mercs made it to the building. The massive mech was sent out and Jane couldn't help but smirk as it came online.
"Damn it. They're sending out the heavy mechs," Garrus growled.
"That problem should take care of itself," John said over the comms. The group watched as the heavy turned and began slaughtering the mercs instead.
"Useful technique," Mordin noted over the radio as he took a few shots. Eventually the last of Eclipse made their push. Jane placed a round in Jaroth's head just as he jumped over the barricade, sending the Salarian on to find his brother on the other side. Jane exchanged a grin with Garrus who sighed happily.
"It's good to be working with the Shepards again. These Eclipse bastards didn’t even get to the front door,” Garrus said. "You even got Jaroth in the process." He gave Jane a look. "I've been hunting that little bastard for months."
"Why were you after him?" Jane asked it was clearly personal for Garrus.
"He's been shipping tainted eezo all over Citadel space. Half the goods I seized back at C-Sec came from his team here on Omega. I took out a big shipment a while back and killed his top lieutenant in the process. Not surprised he decided to work with the other mercs after that," Garrus said and Jane nodded.
"We've still got Blood Pack and Blue Suns left. Think we can make a break for it?" John asked over the comm.
"Maybe. Let's see what they're up to," Garrus said as he looked out the window. "They've reinforced the other side...heavily. But they're not coming over the bridge yet. What are they waiting for?" There was a sound of an explosion and alarms began to sound.
“Oh that bodes well,” John called out as Garrus checked his omni-tool. “Why can’t alarms ever be associated with them surrendering or announcing our victory?”
"Damn it. They've breached the lower level. Well, they had to use their brains eventually. You’d better get down there. I'll keep the bridge clear," Garrus said.
"We can split up," Jane said. "You and I will snipe the bridge, Blasto can watch our backs. You two can take care of the lower level." John was silent for a moment. "I'm still a better sniper and Garrus is working on less sleep than the rest of us."
"Some only need a little," Mordin retorted. John gave a heavy sigh but agreed to go.
~*TF*~
Running. That was all John was doing as soon as they headed into the basement. He ran straight for the first door, slamming his fist on the console to close the shutter. To his surprise a ten second timer appeared over the console.
“Why is there a timed delay on closing the shutter?” John demanded over the comms just before the door past the shutter snapped open and a squad of mercs came rushing at them. John opened fire, pinning them down.
“One of my men was worried of someone getting cut in half if they were under it so we installed motion sensors on the doors. If they don’t detect someone moving through the door for ten seconds they close.” Garrus replied over the comms.
“Seriously?” John demanded, “That was a concern?!” The shuttered slammed down just then, cutting off the mercs and John spun around heading for another shutter.
“Safety first,” Jane drawled. John growled to himself as he charged into the garage. He just knew Jane had it easier than him.
~*TF*~
"Couldn't wait to get me alone, Shepard?" Garrus teased as they looked through their scopes at the bridge.
"I am sorry Garrus," Jane said and he turned to stare at her.
"You okay?" he asked and she shook her head.
"I lost it when John died. I know I did," she said and he made a noise, clearly not sure where to go with the conversation. "Kaidan blamed himself for John's death and when I lost him...I let everything go. Including your friendship."
"Shepard...Jane..." Garrus was in foreign territory. He had seen Jane fight the good fight. More than Ash, more than Kaidan, more than any of the other crew. He was on the Citadel, he watched all of her public meetings with the Council. He had seen her brother and the Reapers pushed aside.
"No, Garrus, I was wrong and I was a bad friend. I'm sorry," Jane said, shooting a merc before giving him a look over her rifle. "I tracked you here six months ago. I finally got unofficial approval for a side project three weeks ago. I got the time off and I came here to bring you back."
"What for?" Garrus asked.
"Alliance special Black Ops," Jane said. "I tapped you and Tali for the non-human crew to investigate the missing human colonies. I wanted to come out and grab you six months ago...but you didn't answer any of my messages." He chuckled as he took a shot.
"Sorry, I really need to check those," he said.
"Don't lie to me," Jane said. "I was a shitty friend, but I want to make that up."
"You buy the first round," Garrus said and Jane smiled into her scope.
"Fine, but we aren't keeping score, you've had a longer time to count," Jane said and he huffed a laugh.
"I suppose you're right," Garrus said. They were quiet, each taking a few shots at mercs. "What do you think about him?" Jane froze. Garrus took her kill and she shook her head.
"I honestly don't know, Garrus...but, I'm going to stick with him for a bit," Jane said.
"I think it’s him, look at that stupid human face, "Garrus said and Jane found a smile on her lips.
"He's missing his scar," Jane said.
"So are you," Garrus shot back. "You're going to stick with him?"
"Cerberus built him to investigate the Collector attacks. I'm still getting approval for you and Tali to join the Okinawa crew, if we join him...no Alliance clearances needed," Jane said and Garrus chuckled.
"You Spectres always play fast and loose," Garrus chided.
"Not unlike vigilantes," Jane shot back as she stole his kill. They both paused as they heard Blasto begin barking and the unmistakable sound of a Krogan marching up the stairs. "Are you levo sensitive?"
"No, are you dextro sensitive?" Garrus asked.
"No...let me take on Garm," Jane said and Garrus blinked. "Between the two of us who can work better in these close quarters without a rifle?"
"Ladies first," Garrus said, waving a hand at her and Jane pulled her blade as Garm stood in the doorway, giving her a look.
"Your chances of surviving are slim, human," he roared as he charged. Jane dove out of the way and Garm went barreling past her.
“So are yours,” Jane spat, catching Garm with a throw and sending him skidding back to the door. Garm scrambled to his feet with a snarl, eying Jane like she was meal. Then several gun shots rang out behind him, sending Garm crashing back to the floor.
“No I think yours are worse asshole,” John drawled, the tip of his shotgun smoking. Garm once again got to his feet and turned to face John with a snarl. It gave Jane her chance and she took a run at the Krogan before jumping onto his back. Jane held onto the top of Garm's hump, her feet digging into his hips as he thrashed back and forth. She kept missing as he shook his head. Apparently he knew she was trying to remove his plate. Stupid viral extranet video. Suddenly John was there, shoving his rifle into Garm's face. It was the opening Jane needed and her blade sunk home. She flipped the blade and the top of Garm's head flew off. He froze and John stared in shock, moving back and Jane jumped off of Garm as he dropped to his knees before falling over.
"What the hell was that?" John demanded and Jane looked at the plate on the ground.
"Fastest way to take down a Krogan," Jane explained. "The brain can't take the loss of the plate, brain over oxygenates, death is quick and supposedly relatively painless." John stared at her.
"Tough bastard. But I've seen worse," Garrus said looking at John. "We took out Garm and his Blood Pack. This day just gets better and better."
"I took out Garm, thank you," Jane stated and John rolled his eyes. Was Jane always this arrogant and cocksure?
"He was one tough son of a bitch," Garrus nodded.
"You've fought with him before?" John asked.
"Yeah, we tangled once. Caught him alone. None of his gang to help him. I still couldn't take him out. I've never seen a Krogan regen that fast. He's a freak of nature," Garrus said.
"He was," Jane corrected.
"He just kept at it until his Vorcha showed up. It was close, but I had to let him go. Not this time," Garrus said as he looked at Garm's body.
"Only the Blue Suns are left. I say we take our chances and fight our way out," John said.
"I think you're right. Tarak's got the toughest group, but nothing we haven't faced before," Garrus said. "Besides, he won't' be expecting us to meet him head-on..." The gunship appeared in the window.
"Heads up!" Mordin cried and the group scattered for cover.
"Damn it! I thought I took that thing out already!" Garrus cried. The sound of bodies falling through the roof was not welcomed.
"They're off loading troops! Watch your backs!" Jane cried as she pulled her pistol. A Blue Sun crashed through the window next to the John. He grabbed the merc just as he hit the floor and tossed him back out the window. John leaned out the window, looking up and saw several others repelling down.
“Mordin lights these bastards up!” John ordered, pulling himself back inside. The Salarian hurried over and tossed incendiary charges at the mercs. John couldn’t help shivering a little at their blood curdling screams as they were engulfed in flames before falling to their deaths. He hurried to the overhang looking down at the first floor from the upstairs and opened fire on a few mercs who were trying to sneak in. The other window crashed in and another group of Blue Suns came crashing through.
Jane stayed to the back, focusing on the shielded opponents. They quickly cleared the upstairs just before Blasto barked in warning. Jane rushed for the stairs and she set up a singularity at the top of them, holding the Suns back. John opened fire on the men trapped on the stairs and they were quickly taken out. Slowly the room grew quiet and Jane pulled back into the room. As she turned she saw the gunship in the window.
"Archangel!" Tarak's voice roared over the gunship's loudspeaker. Garrus was right in the line of sight. It felt like slow motion as Garrus turned to fire only for the minigun to hit him, spinning Garrus and knocking him to the ground. "You think you can screw with the Blue Suns!" Jane aimed her rifle at the gunship. She could see a few of the few weak spots that hadn’t been patched up and she began to shoot. Garrus was crawling to cover.
“This ends now!" Jane screamed in rage just before Tarak fired a missile into the room. It slammed right into Garrus and sent the Turian flying across the room, his shield instantly broken and armor damaged.
"GARRUS! NO!" she screamed as she ran. Jane barely noticed as John shot a grenade from his grenade launcher. Jane let the others go after the ship, instead she dropped to the ground at Garrus' side. He was prone in a puddle of deep blue with his hand still on his rifle. Jane pulled him over onto his back. The right side of his face was a blue ruin, the eye was still good but from his lips all the way across the side of his jaw and head, blood was draining. Jane pulled medi-gel and began slathering it over the wound, closing up the wound so at least she could stop the blood loss. Gunfire and explosions rang out while she focused on her first aid. She had not traveled across the goddamn galaxy chasing after this stubborn Turian only to lose him now.
"Garrus," John cried and Garrus' eyes flickered open. He was gurgling and Jane grabbed his free hand as his other curled around his rifle.
"I'm here, Garrus, we're getting you out of here and I'm buying you that damn drink," Jane said and his hand closed tightly over her wrist. Suddenly Mordin was by her side quickly injecting the Turian.
“Hold here, Shepard,” The Salarian doctor barked in a tone she’d never heard before. He grabbed Jane’s free hand and pressed it hard against the jagged hole in Garrus’s armor right where his neck met the shoulder. Jane obeyed, never taking her eyes from Garrus’s.
“I’ll kill you all!” Tarak’s voice roared and Jane looked up to see the gun ship aiming at them through the window, black smoke billowing from its engines. Then Jane’s view was obstructed by John’s back.
“The fuck you will,” John snarled, emptying his grenade launcher into the gun ship. The ship’s front end and cockpit exploded, sending the rest to the ground to explode. John dropped the launcher at his feet and spun around.
“Doc is he gonna make it?” John demanded, his eyes wide and panicked. Jane felt cold. John...not John, he looked just like John did in his panic. He looked genuinely scared. Was this John or was this a skilled actor. She didn't know and she didn't have time to think about that with Garrus on the ground.
“Can keep him stable, need more medical resources. Normandy best. He can be moved.” Mordin said tersely, still working on Garrus and applying even more medi-gel to the areas Jane couldn’t cover.
“Then that’s what he’s going to get.” John said, kneeling down and picking up the Turian with a strength Jane didn’t know John possessed.
~*TF*~
"I didn't realize you were medically trained, C-" Dr. Chakwas said as Jane pulled on medical clothing shortly after John had stormed into the new Normandy’s medical bay, screaming of Karin’s name.
"I'm just Jane for now and I'm not, I want to be here for him," Jane said and Dr. Chakwas looked surprised. Jane put a hand on the Cerberus emblem and Dr. Chakwas nodded. "I'm surprised to see you here."
"Speak for yourself, dear, it was for Jeff for the most part. A shame how he was discharged," she said and Jane nodded as Mordin also suited up to help attend to Garrus.
“Out John Shepard, you are not medically trained,” the Salarian barked.
“But-”
“Out!” Jane looked at the Salarian doctor, his lips quirked with conspiratorial light. Maybe she could trust Mordin as she watched John...maybe John, leave.
"I searched for him when I got command of the Okinawa, it was impossible to reach him," Jane said. Dr. Chakwas stared at Jane for a moment before turning back to Garrus and turning the medbay windows opaque.
"You got the Okinawa not long after the memorial," she said as she began to strip the armor off Garrus and Jane nodded.
"About two months," she said.
"When we finish up with Garrus, you do need to speak to Jeff," Dr. Chakwas said and Jane nodded.
"I owe him an apology, I should have tried harder to find him. Not that I don't like my pilot on the Okinawa, he's just...not Joker," Jane said and Dr. Chakwas nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2
"Oh...my face," Garrus groaned as he came out from under the anesthesia.
"It's mostly still there," Jane said from her seat next to his bed. Blasto barked happily.
"Where are we?" Garrus asked.
"On the Normandy SR-2," Jane said as she turned to look at him. "You ever catch another missile with your face again, and I'm going to feed you the pieces."
"It's sweet how you care," Garrus groaned as he sat up.
"Careful, you're still setting," Dr. Chakwas said as she approached.
"You caught most of it with your face," Jane explained and Garrus blinked.
"Damn...how's it look?" he asked Jane as Dr. Chakwas checked him over.
"Hell, Garrus, you were always ugly," Jane teased and he chuckled.
"Some women find facial scars attractive. Mind you, most of those women are Krogan," he sighed, sliding off the table after Dr. Chakwas gave him the okay to do so.
"Let's go meet with our hosts," Jane said.
"Scared to face your brother alone?" Garrus asked.
"Not scared, but definitely wanting someone to watch my back," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"I'll keep your six if you do the same," he said.
"Deal," Jane said as they headed up.
~*TF*~
“Commander. We've done what we could for Garrus, but he took a bad hit. The docs corrected with surgical procedure and some cybernetics. Best we can tell, he'll have full functionality, but...” Jacob began but the doors to the meeting room slide open revealing Garrus in his damaged armor, Jane by his side, smirking proudly at the man.
“John.” Garrus greeted, entering the room with Jane. Jacob laughed at the sight.
“Tough son of a bitch. Didn't think he'd be up yet.” Jacob said, impressed.
“Nobody would give me a mirror. How bad is it?” Garrus asked and John smiled, leaning against the table.
“Hell, Garrus, you were always ugly.” John replied and Garrus shot a look at Jane before shaking his head. “Slap some face-paint on there, and no one will even notice.” Garrus laughed and then let out a groan.
“Oh, don't make me laugh, damn it. My face is barely holding together as it is.” Garrus groaned. “Ah, probably for the best. Everyone was always ignoring you and hitting on me. Time for you to get a fair shot at it.”
“Fair enough buddy,” John said with a laugh of his own. He glanced at Jacob. “Give us a moment will you?”
“Uh, Shep-John, Miranda is worried that if you’re left alone with your sister right now she may take you into custody.” Jacob replied and Jane raised an eyebrow at him making the man wince. “She really didn’t like how your reunion went.”
“You mean with how Jane held a knife to her throat.” John said before sighing. “I’m perfectly safe with Jane and Garrus will be here. Give us the room Jacob.”
“Sir,” Jacob said, snapping off a quick salute and leaving the room. Garrus watched him go and turned back to John with worried eyes.
"Frankly, I'm more worried about you. I've heard bad things about Cerberus these past few years. Hell, Jane's..." Garrus stopped when he saw the look Jane gave him.
“That's why I'm trying to get you guys back.” John explained. “I need people I can trust to watch my back. It’s why I contacted Jane and I recruited Mordin. I need people who will walk with me through this hell Cerberus has thrust me into.”
“You realize this plan has us walking into hell, too.” Garrus noted and gave a soft laugh. “Just like old times.”
“Hopefully, they will be.” John noted and Jane narrowed her eyes at him. “You okay to settle in Garrus?”
“I'm fit for duty whenever you need me, Shepard. I'll settle in and see what I can do at the forward batteries.” Garrus said, walking out of the room before sharing a looking with Jane. She turned to look at John as the doors closed behind Garrus. And the Shepard twins were alone together for the first time in years.
"You wanted to find Archangel to find Garrus," John stated baldly, having figured out Jane already knew. Jane nodded in agreement to that statement.
"Now that I've found Garrus, I suppose I need to return to duty at the Citadel since I have done what I planned to during my leave," she said. John took a deep breath and sighed.
"I want you to bring me in," John blurted out and Jane looked at him. He expected her to protest, demand he even go back hand cuffed and the SR2 impounded. What he got was silence. "No argument?"
"Let me be clear. My brother died two years, one month, and twenty-five days ago. Yesterday you showed up with Cerberus. You gave me one sob story from Mindoir, that is not all the proof I need," Jane said as she stared at him. "However, if you want to report as John Shepard to the Alliance and to the Council...I will help you, but I don't trust Cerberus. This ship, this crew, it is not what Cerberus is. This is a front and while some of the people on this ship seem good and seem honorable, Cerberus is not just what and who you see here."
"I hear you have had some tough times over the last two years," John said and Jane stared at him. She wanted it to be John, but she couldn't let Cerberus blindside her. She needed to know but she couldn't trust.
"You have heard about me from Cerberus, much like this ship, I imagine what you've been told has been carefully edited," Jane said. "I'm going to check up on Garrus."
"He's not going to just disappear," John said.
"He did once," Jane said. "I'll contact the Citadel and let them know we are coming."
"Thanks, Jane. I need to drop off some supplies to engineering and give Chakwas a bottle she requested. We’ll set course shortly after engineering gets the new couplers installed." John informed her and Jane nodded as she turned and walked away.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 18th, 2186 CE
Location: Citadel, Alliance Embassy
Mordin, Garrus, Jane, and John exited the transport from the ship to the entrance of the Wards. A pop up ad called out.
"Commander Shepard. Enter the password and receive a free gift!" a woman in a hood called. "Got problems with collectors? Try Kasumi's credit services!" Jane paused and gave John a look.
"That's for me," John said as he approached the ad.
"Not very subtle," Jane muttered as she looked around. No one had noticed...yet.
"Please tell me your password, Commander Shepard," the woman in the ad asked.
"Silence is golden," John said.
"Good to finally meet you, Commander Shepard. Kasumi Goto. I'm a fan," she said. "More so of your sister, but yours too." Jane pulled up her omni-tool and looked up the name in the Spectre files. Kasumi Goto, hacker and thief, noted by the Spectres, encountered some, mostly harmless, more nuisance than anything else.
"Has Cerberus filled you in on the mission?" John asked.
"Honestly, I'm shocked they didn't come to see me sooner. My fault for being hard to find, I guess," she said.
"What's with the password and the sneaking around? Are you in trouble or something?" John asked.
"She's a well known thief and hacker," Jane said from beside him and Kasumi grinned.
"You know of me," she said and Jane nodded.
"Impressive," Jane said and Kasumi smiled.
"I'm the best thief in the business, not the most famous. Need to watch my step to keep it that way," she said. "I also needed to make sure all this was legit. And I have no doubts now...you're the real Commander Shepard."
"What makes you so sure?" John asked and Jane wondered the same thing.
"There's a certain...aura about you. Like you've seen things no one else has. Even without knowing what you looked like, I knew it was you," Kasumi said and Jane pondered how much of a fan she was.
"What brought you to Cerberus?" John asked.
"That's a bit of a story. Short version, they were looking for me, so I trailed them to find out why. Turns out they were looking for someone to join you on an important mission...and were offering a serious signing bonus," Kasumi explained. Jane wondered how much this bonus was worth. "I had a thing I needed help with, so I made them a deal. And here we are."
"I assume this deal is something I should know about," John sighed.
"Yeah, I guess it slipped their minds. I'm looking for my old partner's gray box. A man named Donovan Hock took it, and I'm planning to get it back," Kasumi said and Jane blinked. She recognized the name. Donovan Hock was a weapons dealer and smuggler. Good enough to be known, small enough to be overlooked for more dangerous prey.
"What's this heist you're planning?" Jane asked and Kasumi grinned.
"You want in?" She asked before chuckling. "Not here, anyway, you'll get a briefing when the time comes. I need time to nail down the details, anyway. I plan to take the liberty of getting you some evening wear, though. You'll want to look presentable."
"What do you know about Donovan Hock?" John asked.
"Mr. Hock is a well-respected "businessman." Arms dealer, murderer, generally not a great guy. His mansion's famous for being hard to crack. But I have a way in, and I think you're going to love it.
"I doubt Hock's the kind of guy who takes kindly to people sneaking into his house," John said.
"I always expect trouble. That's why you're here," Kasumi replied.
"I assume a grey box is some kind of hardware?" John stated.
"It's a neural implant. It's illegal in most places. People use it to store memories and thoughts," Jane said.
"Secret codes...illicit information," Kasumi added. "This one in particular belonged to my partner, Keiji Okuda. We worked together for a long time, before Hock killed him."
"Tell me about Keiji," John asked.
"He was the best hacker and entry man I've ever known. Unfortunately, he slipped up and made himself infamous. He stole something he shouldn't. He warned me it was bad something that could spark interstellar war if it got out. That information...got him killed," Kasumi said. Jane suspected Keiji was more than just a crime partner.
"What could he have found that's so bad?" John asked.
"He wouldn't say what it was, just that it was dangerous. He said if it got out, humanity would be in trouble. He encrypted it, wrapped it up in his own memories. To decode the information, you have to sift through all the time we spent together. Now those memories are all that's left of him," Kasumi said.
"I can understand why you'd want to get it back," John said.
"Getting it back will be easier with your help, Shepards," Kasumi said.
"If that's what Cerberus promised you, we'll get it done," John said and Jane blinked as she realized she was being included by the both of them.
"It'll be fun. And if we're lucky, you won't even have to draw your gun," she said as the ad deactivated. "We should probably wrap this up. You look pretty silly standing there talking to an advertisement. See you on the ship, Shepards." Jane shook her head and escorted John through.
~*TF*~
"Ambassador," Jane said as she entered the office. Udina looked like he smelled something foul.
"Spectre Shepard," he said and Jane looked at John. "My God, it is him."
"Good to see you too, Ambassador," John said.
"You create more work alive or dead," Udina sneered before looking at Jane. "The Council has summoned you." Jane nodded and looked at Garrus and Mordin, nodding at John. She headed out. Jane caught a transit to the Council Chamber, this was going to be an interesting day.
“The council will see you shortly after. The Alliance Admiralty board wants to speak with you beforehand,” Udina drawled. “They’re waiting down the hall, to the left. I’ll escort you there but you’re going in alone.”
~*TF*~
As soon as John reached the point in front of the Admirals he snapped off a crisp salute.
“Commander John Shepard reporting in, sirs,” John said, holding the salute. He waited for it to be returned and the normal at ease to be given. That drill response in a heartbeat of a reply never came. John kept his stance but felt sweat gathering. The long pause turned into a minute and he felt worry sinking into his gut. All three admirals were watching him with cold looks. Finally, the only fleet admiral on the board, and in the middle seat, returned the salute.
“At ease.” He said coldly looking down at his data pad. John slid into an at ease stance and waited. He finally got a good look at the board and confirmed his suspicions. He knew none of these admirals and they were not looking at him. The fleet admiral in the middle was studying his data pad intensely, his glasses perched on his nose while the other two were occupying themselves. The one of John’s left was a hologram and he would occasionally look down at something John obviously could see before glancing up at John with a scowl. After a few minutes, the fleet admiral finished reading his data pad and sat up, putting his glasses away. This seemed to be a signal to the other two and they focused on John.
“We’ve read the report you’ve submitted along with the medical reports the Cerberus woman and the Salarian STG agent submitted to us. I would like to ask a few questions to clarify some points. Is this agreeable Commander?” the fleet admiral drawled. John’s stomach tightened into a knot. This was wrong, all wrong. The admirals had not introduced themselves and the purpose of the meeting had not been declared.
“Sir, with all respect the purpose of this meeting has not been declared nor-” John began but was cut off by the fleet admiral.
“This is a continuation of a formerly completed board of inquiry into the loss of the SSV Normandy. Those items were declared at the last meeting two years ago, which you would have known if you had bothered to attend. Do you understand, Commander?” The fleet admiral snapped.
Oh.
Shit.
John swallowed and nodded. With that one sentence, he knew the stance of the admirals. Despite his report and the independent medical review reports they did not believe John had been incapacitated for almost two years. They’d also re-opened the board of inquiry on the first Normandy’s loss. He knew a board of inquiry was standard on the loss of any naval vessel but if they had re-opened it to deal with John then he fell under their authority not the general Alliance brass.
“Explain where you were for the past two years, Commander.” The admiral on the right questioned.
“As I said in the report sir, I was unconscious for most of that time.” John said, “I had a brief moment of consciousness before I woke again a little over a week ago. I then was introduced to the Illusive Man and asked to investigate the Collectors’ abductions of human colonies.”
“Yet these medical reports indicate that you were conscious for that time period.” The admiral with the hologram replied. “I had these reports checked by our own medical experts. There is no possible way you would have lived if these injuries had all been inflicted and treated at once. In fact, some of these implants are a year old.”
“As I said sir I was not conscious and I’m sure certain things were addressed gradually over time while I was being-”
“Enough,” the fleet admiral cut in waving a hand at John. “I’ve heard enough of these lies. You were not on a black ops mission for us nor the Citadel Council. We checked with the Council and they stated as much. You let the whole galaxy mourn you Shepard while your sister lived up to her responsibilities to us and then helped cement relations with the Council. I’ve always felt council Spectres had too much latitude and you obviously forgot that while you had Spectre authority to do as you like you still had responsibilities to the Alliance.”
So that was what it was all about. John was being used by an admiral to make a point to the any other human Spectres. They belonged to humanity first, then the council in his eyes.
“John Shepard, we will not be restoring your commission.” The holographic admiral stated and John felt his breath rush out like he’d been punched in the gut. “Obviously you are not dead so we will pass onto the civilian authorities the necessary information to have your death certificate and status revoked. You are now noted as an OTH discharge. If it was within our power we’d also impound your ship but it’s registered under your name as a civilian vessel.”
OTH.
Other than Honorable.
John felt like the world had opened up and swallowed him whole. He wanted to rage at them, he wanted to beg, to scream but he wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.
“I understand, Admirals.” John replied.
“You’re dismissed Mr. Shepard.” The fleet admiral said coldly. “We have a meeting the rest of the admiralty board and Spectre Shepard. Get out.”
John swallowed but still snapped off one last salute before turning on his heel and walking out of the room, determinedly holding his head high.
He just hoped the Citadel Council wouldn’t turn their back on him too.
~*TF*~
"Welcome, Spectre Shepard," David said as Jane was shown into a private Council room, all four Councilors were there in person. Jane knew it was going to be a doozey as she stood at attention, nodding at each Councilor before resting at the ready.
"It appears your brother has returned from the dead," Councilor Sparatus said and Jane nodded. "Humans apparently have a history of that."
"Religious humor, ignore that comment," Councilor Valern sighed.
"Spectre Shepard, we wish to know your thoughts on this issue," Councilor Tevos said and Jane sighed as she looked down.
“I love my brother. He was the only family I had for a long time. He was home to me. When he died, I threw myself into doing my best to make up for the loss of him in this galaxy. I took mission after mission. Pushing myself beyond my limits. I have done things I never thought I could do. I have survived things I never thought I would. Now...my brother...appears to have returned from the dead...with the help of Cerberus," Jane said. Her eyes were narrowed in anger. "An organization I have repeatedly fought and rallied against publically somehow managed to bring my brother back from death. I want to believe that man is my brother...but knowing Cerberus is involved stops me from believing whole heartedly. I honestly cannot tell you either way, I want it to be my brother, but I am cautious." Jane looked up and the Council nodded at one another.
"Jane, you have been vocal about your concern about the disappearing colonies only to the Alliance," David said and Jane nodded.
"That issue falls under my duty as an Alliance Officer, it is not part of my capacity as a Spectre agent," Jane said and Councilor Tevos nodded.
"We have decided to uphold John Shepard's Spectre status," Councilor Valern stated. Jane felt hope in that.
"You have proven yourself to be an exemplar of the human race. You volunteer for missions most would shy from and somehow come through. From what we understand you even stopped a Batarian slave raid on your way to your....vacation," Councilor Sparatus said and Jane nodded. "Because of this we wish to officially order you to investigate the disappearance of human colonies." Jane blinked as she looked at the Council.
"We will be assigning Spectre John Shepard to this issue as well, perhaps you would like to work with him," Councilor Tevos suggested and Jane nodded.
"We will believe that your brother has returned and we want both of you on this issue," David said and Jane nodded. "Do you have a problem with this?"
"No, Councilors, I am actually very thankful you chose me as one of your representatives in this case," Jane said with a nod.
"The Alliance Admiralty Board has summoned you after this meeting," Councilor Valern added. "They expect you right after us. We’re going to meet your brother via hologram just in case he is not who he says he is." The Councilors got up and headed out. David waited for Jane at the door.
"What does the Admiralty Board want?" Jane asked.
"I don't know, but I suspect it will not be as pleasant as this meeting," David said and Jane sighed.
"Thank you for the heads up," Jane said as they walked to his office.
"Do you think it is him?" David asked and she paused.
"I don't know...I want it to be...but at the same time, I know the things Cerberus has done...I cannot trust them," Jane said and he gave her a look.
"You do realize our meeting basically is pushing you to use them?" he said and Jane nodded.
"That's why I have Garrus," Jane sighed as she turned and went the long way to the admiralty board to avoid running into John.
~*TF*~
“Mr. Shepard, please come in.” An Asari aid called for him. John sighed and stood up, walking into the room. He entered the room and saw it was an office with three of the councilors in holograms and only Anderson was there in person. The last time John had seen him he was wearing an admiral’s uniform and now he was wearing a high-end suit. John had trouble seeing his friend and mentor in something other than a uniform. It would take some getting used to.
“John good to see you,” Anderson said, extending a hand to shake which John gladly took.
“You too Anderson.” John replied, smiling a bit.
“Commander Shepard, we welcome you back,” Councilor Tevos said, smiling at him as did Councilor Valern. Councilor Sparatus just looked at him with a neutral expression.
“Thank you, Councilor, but I’m just a civilian now.” John said regretfully. Tevos sighed at that while Sparatus scowled at that.
“I suspected that such a thing might happen.” Councilor Valern noted, shaking his head. “When they asked us if we had been keeping you on an off the books mission during your absence the admiral who requested the information was not very forthcoming about your reinstatement into the Alliance.”
“I’m hoping this does not make it difficult for me to request my reinstatement into the Spectres.” John said, cutting right to the heart of the matter. He was surprised when Councilor Sparatus actually laughed at that.
“Spectres exist outside of the realm of military. In a sense Shepard, you’re asking to return to a job you were never excluded from.” The Turian explained and John felt his face flush.
“I meant no offense Councilors I was just hoping to have Council support and someone to send my reports on Cerberus to.” John explained.
“Technically all Spectres declared dead are still Spectres, John,” Councilor Valern explained. “You’re asking us to uphold that status since you’ve been found to be working with a well-known terrorist and racist organization.”
“I don’t like it much either Councilors but I have been to Freedom’s Progress. I have documented footage of Collector’s taking colonists and I’ve been forcefully inserted into the aforementioned terrorist group. I didn’t get a chance to say this to the Alliance brass but I view this as an opportunity. I can save colonists and gather intel on Cerberus, maybe even stop some of their plans. I’ve even seen this Illusive Man and had holographic meetings with him. Who else can say that?” John countered.
“Having Shepard attached only to the Council helps him safeguard our interests and deals with a known terrorist group.” Anderson said, backing John. “I understand we cannot openly support him while he’s doing this but if he does this with our knowledge we come out on top when Cerberus is broken by a Spectre solely attached to us. I understand this Council’s reluctance to assign Spectre Jane Shepard to this task while she’s still attached to the Alliance. Cerberus is a known terrorist group that had its very origins as an Alliance black ops group, it’s very possible they might still have deep ties to Alliance personnel. John Shepard is not as widely known as his sister currently is and it is reasonable for Cerberus to try to bring him deeper in now that the Alliance has officially cut ties with him. The deeper they bring him in, the more we learn and the greater chance we can stop them.” After Anderson’s speech John had to wonder what the Council had told Jane in their meeting. He watched the Councilors consider it amongst themselves before exchanging looks. Sparatus nodded at Tevos who looked at Valern who also nodded.
“John Shepard, as of this moment your Spectre status is officially upheld. You are assigned to stop the abduction of the colonists and to gather as much intel as possible on Cerberus. You are also ordered to bring them into custody if at all possible.” Tevos ordered. John snapped to attention and saluted them.
“Yes Councilors.” John replied, feeling his heart soar.
“Good luck, Spectre,” Sparatus said, smiling as only a Turians could.
~*TF*~
Jane entered the Admiralty Board and saluted. All the men returned it.
"Jane," Hackett said and Jane relaxed.
"Admirals," she greeted but said nothing else.
"Jane, don't play with them, you know what we want to know," Hackett sighed and Jane looked at the men. Only two were actually in the room besides Hackett and the others were holograms.
"I don't know if the John Shepard who is with Cerberus is actually my brother back from the dead," Jane said. The men stared at her.
"What do you mean? Can't you tell?" the one with the glasses asked and Jane gave him her killing eyes.
"I believed that my brother died nearly two years and two months ago...then a few days ago I received a message that my brother is alive," Jane said. "I have lost everything in my life. As a child I lost my parents, home, and planet in one day. I lost my entire team on Akuze in the matter of a few hours. I have never lost something so important and had it come back again. So no, I cannot tell. Because I have hoped for the last seven hundred and fifty-eight days that my brother was alive. Now there is a man who looks like my brother, talks like my brother, and acts like my brother and he is alive. But he works for Cerberus and if you don't know, I have no faith, trust or mercy for Cerberus." The admiral paused.
"Do you think this man could be your brother?" one of the holograms asked.
"I made Dr. Mordin Solus do an actual blood exam in front of me. Drawing blood from six locations, each one that I chose. He did a real time DNA comparison and the results were a match. My DNA compared to his showed a familial bond with identical mitochondrial DNA," Jane explained and several of the men blinked as they looked at something. "But he already sent that report to you in front of me."
"Do you think that man could be a Cerberus spy attempting to trick the Alliance, Council, and even yourself?" the other in person admiral asked.
"Of course, it’s possible, why else would I be so cautious?" Jane asked. "He was flanked by two Cerberus operatives and one former STG operative when I met him. I actually fought the Cerberus operative who claimed to have brought him back to life once before they revealed this John."
"You were in combat with one of his Cerberus crew?" Hackett asked.
"I cannot express where and when I encountered that agent, but I did and I saw what was done at that base. I do not trust Cerberus so the moment I saw him with her, I couldn't be as happy about seeing him as I wanted to be," Jane said and the men looked at her.
"Let me put it plainly, you believe it could be him but you also believe he could be a Cerberus agent," the last hologram admiral said as she looked at Jane.
"Exactly," Jane said. They were silent as they communicated on their data pads.
"Jane Shepard," Admiral Hackett called and Jane nodded. "You have been selected for a special mission." Jane suspected she knew what it was.
"You asked for permission to form a multispecies task force to identify and stop the human colony abductions," he said and Jane nodded.
"I did," Jane said.
"Your permission has been denied," Hackett stated and Jane nodded. "We have spoken to the Citadel Council about your mission and we relieve you of your post on the SSV Okinawa so that you may serve the Council in this mission which benefits both the Alliance and the Citadel Council." Jane wondered what the catch was.
"While you are stopping the disappearance of our colonists, we have an additional assignment for you," the one with the glasses stated. "Confirm the identity of this John Shepard. We want to know beyond a reasonable doubt if he is who he says he is. If he is your brother where has he been? What has he been doing? We’ve had the medical reports thoroughly examined and our experts don’t believe he was unconscious this entire time even if he believes he was. Find out what he’s been doing, find out if he is who he says he is, and if he’s an imposter take him into custody." Jane felt a load removed from her shoulders. She didn't have to know, she had a Council mission and while she was doing that, she could decide.
"Admirals," Jane said with a salute. It was returned. The two of the live admirals left and all of the holograms shut down, leaving her alone with Hackett.
"Jane," he said and she nodded. "Keep me in the loop."
"Of course, Sir," she said with a salute. Things would be a little more interesting.
~*TF*~
Notes:
Belle Note: Between writing the last chapter and writing this one, I started a new playthrough of ME2. It has been a while. The feels are still strong, from the moment of Shepard's death to that first sight of the SR2, the music, the dialogue. I love this trilogy. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed Andromeda...apparently I'm a minority in that department. But there was something about Shepard that the Ryders just don't have. Maybe if they ever get more games it will grow, but I don't know. ME2 is my favorite game of the trilogy and I cannot wait to alter it with the presence of two Shepards.
Toby Note: I have to admit I liked Andromeda as well but they kind screwed the pooch. I didn’t experience all the facial glitches and other glitches cause after I finally finished Breath of the Wild the first wave of patches came out. So, I liked the game but it didn’t have the same feel as the original. In the Original Trilogy you’re doing your best to protect everyone. Here you feel like a pilgrim who got lost. I like the premise but it feels a bit lacking story wise. And way too many unanswered questions. Damn BioWare political bullshit. They may have shot themselves in the foot but they better not kill the franchise.
Anyways, rant over. Chapter Thirteen approaches! Guess who’s going to join the team this time! I even got a surprise for you folks! *evil grin*
Chapter 14: Can I Trust The Person You Are Now?
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
Jane officially boards the SR2. She makes a quick and unpopular move with the rooming assignments. The SR2 takes off to recruit Dr. Okeer and two new crew members join the team.
Notes:
Toby’s Note: So here comes the first major shift away from canon. I want to thank you guys who have read with us from the start. I know it must have been aggravating to reread what was essentially a novelization of ME1 with only minor changes. In my defense, I felt the same way some times but changes steam roll. As the old saying goes, rolling a snowball down a hill can build into an avalanche given enough time. Or something close to that. You get the point.
Belle's Note: Toby does not speak for me. I thought by adding two Shepards we were breaking precedents left and right. While the first game was followed strictly, it was the need for the Shepards to be known as twins, given as we all only knew them as a single entity before. However, I'm hoping you are enjoying the difference between ME1 and ME2 already and it will only grow because now the galaxy has had a Spectre Shepard on the Council's side for two years while another was on ice...well he wasn't really dead...but almost dead. Now is when we see the real butterfly effect take place.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: January 18th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Currently docked to the Citadel
Jane stared out the window of the starboard observation deck window, she was dressed in all black. She wore a tee shirt with the N7 logo on the right breast and the stripe with black N7 training pants. She wouldn't wear a uniform on the Normandy this time, but she was going to be comfortable. The scene of the Citadel was clear, so was the obvious Cerberus spy in the room.
"EDI," Jane said, the AI was dangerous, but Joker seemed okay with it...not that Jane had a chance to talk to Joker. She had hidden with Dr. Chakwas and Garrus till they got to the Citadel. She would need to ask Joker why he had never returned her calls about rejoining the Alliance...another time, now to deal with the AI spy.
"Yes, C...." EDI began and Jane held up her hand, stopping EDI.
"I am not here as an Alliance Officer, EDI, I am here as a Council Spectre. Please address me as Spectre Shepard while I am on the ship. Commander Shepard is your commander," Jane said.
"You are used to working with you brother as equals," EDI stated and Jane wondered about the program. She wished she had Tali.
"I haven't worked with my brother in over two years. I am also not a member of Cerberus," Jane said. "EDI...I was curious. What are the most secure channels on this ship? I need to know how to contact the Council should my...should Commander Shepard need Council aid." EDI flickered and for a moment, Jane wondered if that was supposed to be an expression. Weird.
"I can communicate anything you need, Spectre Shepard," EDI said and Jane shook her head.
"Not for Council protocol. Look up the third Phalanx Amendment," Jane said. That particular piece of ingenious and current situational useful Turian paranoia protocol required a terminal without any computer intelligence programs connected to it.
"For those security measures you would need a terminal connected to the communication channel that I would not be able to access," EDI said.
"Is that even possible on the Normandy?" Jane asked.
"Completely. Officer Lawson's quarters has the only terminal capable of this," EDI said. Jane fought a smile.
"Is that so?" Jane asked. "Only one terminal on this ship?"
"Officer Lawson is highly trusted within Cerberus, she was hand selected for her job," EDI said.
"Thank you, EDI," Jane said as she picked up her two bags. "Come, Blasto." The varren looked at her from the sofa. He hopped off and quickly came to her side as she exited the starboard observation deck. Miranda had obviously left her door unlocked and Jane fought a dangerous smile as she walked right in. She dropped her bags and crossed her arms over her chest. Miranda blinked in indignation before narrowing her eyes.
"Shepard," she said coolly. "How may I...help you?" Clearly John had told Miranda to play nice. Jane could use that to get what she needed.
"That's Spectre Shepard to you, Operative Lawson," Jane replied as she began to move around Miranda's desk. The Cerberus agent was as smart as expected. She got up immediately, not wanting to be sitting as Jane approached.
"What do you want, Shepard?" Miranda said, she was holding herself with tight control.
"I want a lot of things, Lawson," Jane said as she looked around the room. Blasto saw the opportunity and began exploring the bedroom area of the room.
"Get that varren out of here!" Miranda growled and Jane turned to her and let her eyes turn cold.
"No...this is going to be my room. That would...help me...immensely," Jane stated and Miranda looked at her. "Don't try me again, Cerberus agent, I nearly took that drop ship with you on it out of the sky." Miranda's eyes went wide. "That's right, I was there and I so very nearly had you. I don't like losing terrorist scum like you."
"You don't know me, Spectre Shepard," Miranda growled and Jane gave her a look.
"Do you know how many files we got from your operatives? Do you know how many files we took from your terminals before your fail safes activated? I suspect I could pay the Shadow Broker good money to get all the information and I wonder which projects my dear...brother...wouldn't be pleased to see your name attached to," Jane said. Miranda was backtracking away from Jane as she approached and Jane fought a smirk as she herded Miranda right where she wanted her. Miranda was no saint, but being busy with John meant that Miranda couldn't have been involved with the worst cases in the last couple years, but it would be a cold day in Hell before Jane trusted the woman. "I want this room and Blasto is already attached. Don't worry, I'll pack for you." Jane got right into Miranda's face and Miranda stepped back, right out the open door. Jane closed the door and quickly threw a stasis on the door, holding it shut. She went around the room, grabbing belongings until the stasis fell.
"Shepard! How dare-" Miranda couldn't get more out because Jane shoved an armful of belongings into her arms and used a light push to her shoulders to knock Miranda back a few steps before Jane did the same, closing the door and using a stasis. This time Miranda was to the side as Jane began tossing items out of the room. "This is childish!" Miranda attempted to enter and Blasto was ready, growing and snarling. Miranda would not step foot into the room and Jane kept throwing things out of the room.
"This is ridiculous!" Miranda cried and marched off. Jane smirked and in four quick back and forth passes of the room, removed all of Miranda's personal items, depositing them in the hall.
"Spectre Shepard, what did you hope to achieve with that?" EDI asked as Jane looked around. She squatted down next to her first duffle and began pulling out a mixture of clothes and weapons.
"You and Miranda are smart, EDI, you'll figure it out," Jane said. "You sooner than Lawson."
~*TF*~
“Mordin is currently engrossed with analyzing the data we got from Veetor,” John mused, scrolling over his data pad. “So I think we can count him out on any missions for now. Miranda indicated the funds are still in the process of being transferred to the Purgatory so we can’t pick up Jack yet.”
“I’m still not comfortable with us literally buying a criminal out of one of the most secure prisons in the galaxy,” Garrus noted, reading his own data pad, “Jack’s rap sheet is thirty teraquads. It’d take me a decade to read it all.”
“Actually Mr. Vakarian it would approximately take you thirteen years, seven months, two day and six hours, with appropriate time needed for sleep, food, and recreational activities to avoid stress,” EDI chimed in helpfully from her holographic avatar. John laughed under his breath as Garrus grumbled.
“Thank you, EDI, but Garrus was just using the time reference to point out how many crimes Jack has committed to enforce the point that us picking up Jack was a bad idea,” Jacob explained.
“Ah, thank you Mr. Taylor. Perhaps it was good then that I did not offer to have Professor Solus install an implant into Mr. Vakarian’s frontal lobes so that I may download the information directly into his brain.” EDI replied. It got deathly quietly in the conference room as the three men exchanged worried looks. “That was a joke.”
John couldn’t contain his laughter this time as EDI’s last minute addition broke the awkward silence. Garrus gave him a nasty look before shaking his head. Jacob was just staring at EDI’s hologram with wide eyes.
“You can make those?” he exclaimed.
“Moving on!” Garrus cut in before EDI spoke up. “I’d suggest we’d recruit Dr. Okeer. He’s supposed to have contacted the Collectors to obtain some of their tech. Despite being a doctor he’s a well-known warlord as well. Frankly I think we’re going to need Krogan muscle on this mission.”
“Makes sense to me,” John said, still smiling from earlier. “Jacob would you tell Joker to set course for Korlus?”
“On it, Shepard,” Jacob replied, heading out of the room. After he left, John tossed his data pad on the desk and rubbed the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes. Despite knowing how Jane felt about him right now, he still missed her input. Discussing the mission choices with Garrus and Jacob helped but it wasn’t the same.
“Still feeling okay, John?” Garrus inquired and John opened his eyes and lowered his hand to glance at Garrus who was looking at him in concern.
“I’m okay considering that Cerberus saving my life has so far cost me the Alliance career I worked so hard for, the trust and love of the only family I have left, and I still can’t contact Liara.” John grumbled. If he didn’t need them so badly for the sake of the mission, he’d have already arrested Jacob and Miranda and dumped them at the Council’s feet with not even a by your leave. Worse was that Liara wasn’t returning any of his calls and messages. She was supposed working from Illium but every time he called her secretary said she was off planet and she had no idea where.
Suffice it to say he was feeling a bit bitter and frustrated.
“Well at least the Alliance brass agreed to have your civilian status restored,” Garrus offered and John snorted.
“Yeah, for all the good it does me. The joint account transferred to Jane when my death was legally declared so the only funds I have access to are my private account," John muttered.
"You could ask her," Garrus suggested and John gave him a look.
"I'm not even going to try to talk to her while she's using that varren as a living shield,” John snarked. “I’m her brother and she acts like I’m just this…thing, wearing his face.”
“It’ll take time, John,” Garrus said softly, “when you died Jane just withdrew into herself. She had some sort of fight with Liara and after that she just pulled further and further away from us. Several months back she got hurt badly on a mission. I was the only one who knew and that’s just because I had called in a favor with the Salarian that organized Spectre records and statuses for the Council. It’s the only reason I knew she’d been hurt.”
“You mean from when she fought Dirake,” John stated flatly. Garrus’s mandibles twitched in what John had come to realize was the Turian equivalent of an awkward expression.
“You heard about that?”
“I saw it.” John grunted. He knew that would haunt him. Jane’s face blown apart, the back of her head caved in right at her implant, blood covering her face and armor. And he hadn’t been there to stop it.
“She has an Asari friend in the Spectres. I never got her name but she and a bunch of the other Spectres chipped in to get Jane back to full strength. She even has an L5 implant if what my contact at the hospital says is true.” Garrus revealed and John shot the Turian a grateful look.
“Thank you for taking care of her.”
“After everything we’ve been through it was nothing,” Garrus waved off and John grinned.
“It’s good to know I can count you buddy,” John said.
“Well there is something I’d like to ask if you’d be okay with. I’d like to-” Garrus was cut off as the conference room doors snapped open. Miranda stormed in, biotic energy crackling along her skin and clothing. John had never seen the Cerberus doctor so angry before.
“Shepard you need to have a word with your sister,” Miranda said, practically hissing the word. “She’s thrown me out of my quarters and tossed my things out after me! Who knows what that filthy Varren of hers is doing to my mattress! Do you know what I paid for that bed?”
“Oh God,” John groaned, closing his eyes to rub at his temples for a moment. Garrus’s laughter wasn’t helping either. “Why don’t you have EDI override the door lock and sort this out yourselves?”
“I did!” Miranda shouted, or screeched an immature part of John’s brain piped up that he immediately squashed. “That damn mutt of hers took a lunge at me!”
“Yeah Blasto does that,” Garrus offered drawing Miranda’s furious look to him. The poor Turian winced and tried to blend into the wall behind him.
“Look I’ll talk to her but I highly doubt I’ll get Jane to budge. I’m not her favorite person right now. If I can’t get your bed and desk, I’ll make Jane pay for replacements to be delivered to the starboard observation deck. You can set up in there like Kasumi did on the other side. You’ll even have a view of the stars.” John offered. Miranda seemed to consider for a moment.
“Fine but I want my computer back at the least. Even if you get the bed back I won’t sleep on a bed a Varren has laid on. I want a new bed too!” Miranda demanded and John nodded with a sigh.
“I’ll be back.” He said as he left the room.
“Watch out for Blasto’s leg! He marks things!” Garrus called out after him.
~*TF*~
Jane had tossed her clothing into the 'bedroom' section of the room and was looking through her Spectre gear when the door opened. That would need to change, Jane needed to know that her room was secure.
“Mind explaining to me why you kicked the executive officer of this ship out of her quarters and took them for your own?” John demanded as he strolled into the room. His gaze shifted to just behind Jane to the bed where Jane’s varren was sprawled on the bed, making dog-like sounds as he shuffled on his back across the bed. John sighed. “And how you’re going to pay for a new bed and desk for her?”
"Let me fill you in on something...John...I have personally been involved in assaults on Cerberus bases, I cannot tell you how many because all were N7 missions and you no longer have the authority to look that up. I'm sure EDI will be more than willing to let you know any possible attacks that I might have played a part in as far as Cerberus is concerned. I know Cerberus better than you and I don't want a room where anyone can enter. This room gives me the advantage because Blasto can guard the door," Jane said as she crossed her arms under her breasts. "You are Cerberus' very expensive investment, but I'm not. Unless Garrus decides he wants us to bunk up for safety, I'm taking this room. Miranda can have her bed and desk back. Blasto is clean. I'm sure as hell not buying that xenophobe bitch a bed."
"Which you could have easily done if you'd bunked in the starboard observation room." John snapped back at her. He shot her a look but Jane kept her face shut down, she was locking her thoughts back with the best poker face he had ever seen. "Tell me the real reason. And as an aside, do you honestly think I'm going to convince that woman to sleep in a bed that a varren has been rolling around in? You took this room without a damn word to anyone, not to me, not to anyone. You literally threw her out with her things. You're going to pay for a new bed at the least while the crew relocates her desk and computer. Lastly you're going to apologize!"
"Do you know Miranda, John?" Jane asked, her eyes going into their cold, killing stare. "I do. I've seen the work she deals in. I'm actually glad they put her on your project because if she had..." Jane stopped herself. "It doesn't matter. I'm not buying her a bed. That bed is fine. Blasto gets a bath after every mission. I don't want him getting scale rash. Besides, that xenophobe deserves worse."
"The work she's dealt in for the past two years has been me." John said. "I had a long talk with Miranda on the way here since you refused to speak with me. I got to know her. She may work for Cerberus but she saved my life. Now get out, go apologize and pay for the replacement. This my ship and I'm ordering you out of this room."
Jane stared at John and didn't move. She knew Miranda was on John's project, she wasn't talking about the last two years, but John could play it that way if he wanted.
"What do you know about Miranda Lawson?" Jane asked after a moment. "Because I bet I know a lot more than you. I won't apologize to her. I won't be buying replacement anything. Also, you don't have rank on me. The Council suggested I work with you. I don't have to. I can leave and start investigating colonies. I know of four high risk colonies I could camp at. I'll sit and wait for the Collectors by myself since the Alliance sent me to do that solo anyway." The real John would never let Jane risk her life by sitting on a colony where she could be taken as well.
"Why in the hell would you do that?" John replied. "We're going straight for the source and you'd rather sit on a colony and let people die elsewhere just because you won't apologize to one of the people who saved my life?" Jane stayed still and he waved a hand at her. "You know what, don't bother. You've made up your mind about these people just because Cerberus employs them. Well they're still people, Jane, and I'd bet a lot of them have been lied to, just like they lied about Akuze. I'll buy the damn bed from my old funds." John turned to go. "You need to stop being such a bitch and realize that this ship may have been created by Cerberus, I may have been saved by Cerberus but this mission isn't just a Cerberus mission. It's about saving innocent people. Not slaughtering them and letting them go adrift like you did Joker." Jane's vision turned red for a moment, only John would be as stupid as this. He thought she was ignoring the colonist, did he have any idea how many of those colonies she evaluated herself? How many notifications of lost colonists she delivered? If he weren't John, she was going to beat him to death, but...if he honestly didn't know...he might be John.
A stasis field sprung up around John, holding him in place. The desk was biotically shoved past him out of the room followed by the bed with the computer on top. Jane walked up to John and got in his face.
"You were in a coma for over two years, you have no idea what happened. Maybe you should do a little research without the Cerberus filters in place," Jane growled. "EDI, why don't you tell John about the Cerberus filters." Jane dropped the stasis and stood in John's path.
"Spectre John Shepard is already aware of the Cerberus filters," EDI stated as John glared at his sister. "I believe his information comes from council records and public news articles he transferred into his quarter’s computer terminal."
"You know you act like you know everything Jane, but you're still the same little arrogant brat that I grew up with!" John shouted at her. Both Shepards ignored the fact that this argument was now taking place in the hallway of the crew deck. "Do you honestly think I'd trust every bit of information given to me from Cerberus as if was word from on high? I spent hours combing through records and news articles on you and even then, I know I don’t know everything. And some of things I did find out about made my stomach drop! How do you think I felt when Joker told me you abandoned him after the Alliance turned their back on him? Why would you do that!"
"I don't know everything. I never said I did. But I know you don't. You never asked me about Joker. You talked about Joker but not with me. You know nothing about the last two years of my life except what you have seen on the extranet," Jane hissed as she walked into the room. "I know that every last person on this ship is being used by the Illusive Man, including me. You should spend some time pumping EDI about what Cerberus tried to do to me while sweet Miranda was saving you." She went into her room.
As the doors closed behind Jane, John couldn't help it.
"FUCK!" he bellowed, smacking the monitor off the desk with a viscous backhand as he stormed by, sending the screen flying to smash into the closed doors. He stormed to the elevator, frustrated with his sister's inability to openly listen to anything he said. She’d taken every word he'd said and twisted it. He knew she'd been through hell but she refused to open up to him about it, believing every word he'd said was actually Cerberus's words. He stewed, the argument replaying itself over in his head. He could have handled that entire conversation better that was for damn sure.
~*TF*~
Jane took out a device from her duffle and smiled. This little baby was a gift from some Spectre friends. It would sniff out all of EDI's eyes in the room. Maybe a few of the Shadow Broker's too, but Jane wouldn't hold her breath on the Shadow Broker's.
"I know you didn't tell the whole truth, EDI," Jane said and the AI was silent, was that an admission of guilt? Fucking AIs and logic. "The news articles I was looking at, the Council files I reviewed, and my own personal emails in that starboard observation deck, all of them showed something off. A filter is in place, altering things. I don't know to what purpose, but you are making me think that I'm being given a very bad reputation among the crew of the Normandy." Jane set up the device. It sent out lasers and quickly targeted several areas of the room. Jane began to mark them with a pen.
"What are you doing, Spectre Shepard?" EDI asked.
"That terminal allowed me to see the articles without whatever weird filter you guys put on this ship. You didn't lie that this terminal was the correct one for my needs. But I know you just lied to him," Jane said. EDI had lied to him...did that mean it was John? Or was the actor so good she was being fooled? She wanted it to be John, oh God she wanted it to be John. Cerberus would need to lie to John or was it all a show for Jane's benefit. Damn it, she wanted it to be John, but the galaxy needed her to be smart about it.
"That does not explain what you are doing Spectre Shepard," EDI said and Jane smiled, it was not a nice smile.
"I think you know exactly what I am doing EDI," Jane said as she finished and turned off the device, closing it up and putting it back in her bag. "What do you think I am doing?"
"You have targeted all of my cameras in this room," EDI said and Jane chuckled.
"Oh, I think that's a lie too. But yeah, I'm going to blind you," Jane said as she looked at EDI. One threat down, she would need to talk to Joker soon too. That line John made about her abandoning Joker. Jane had tried to contact Joker after she was given the SSV Okinawa, he had left her hanging...hadn't he? Something was up and Jane didn't like it. She needed some one on one time with the smart ass pilot. She pulled a second device from her bag and approached the first mark on the wall. The small robot began to locate and extract that camera from the wall. Within a few moments the camera dropped from the device into Jane's hand. She studied the camera.
"This does not help with team unity," EDI stated and Jane nodded.
"I think there are more filters on this ship than John knows about and I think you have been programmed to keep it that way," Jane said and EDI flickered. "So I am going to remove your cameras and your mics and your little projector."
"To what end, Spectre Shepard?" EDI asked.
"I suspect you are invested in the success of this mission. I need to trust you, EDI, if this mission is to succeed you need me because that John needs me. So you need John, John needs me, and I need you," Jane stated. Hopefully EDI's logic processors would help this process. EDI flickered.
"I see, you aim to test my trustworthiness by keeping me out of your room. The more consideration I give you the more you will believe that Commander Shepard is who we say he is," EDI stated and Jane nodded. Jane was lying on that end, EDI could tell her it was John all day, but Jane needed to know on her own, not because a Cerberus created AI told her. "It will not be that easy, but I understand the concept of trust. What can I do to get you to trust me, Spectre Shepard?"
"Give me control of the locks on this door and trust me that I will not do anything to harm this ship, but I need to have the cameras and microphones out of this room. Your display is also going to need to be augmented," Jane began.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 23th, 2186 CE
Location: In route to Korlus, Three Hours Out
For the past five days there had been a tense atmosphere on the ship. Word had rapidly spread through the ship about the fight and as a result the Cerberus crew was on edge every time Jane walked into a room. Kelly Chambers had actually tried to talk to Jane Shepard. Jane had not been open, but Kelly had been rather excited about the idea of becoming "friends" with the Spectre, but otherwise Jane had let Kelly speak and said precious little. Most of the crew admitted watching the exchange had been awkward, many had been worried Jane might strike the overly friendly therapist but Jane had let her speak before moving on.
John Shepard, however, had been making a point to get to know his new crew. He’d been going out of his way to speak with each of them and even help them out. He’d even won some of their admiration when he’d personally bought a wide variety of human supplies before they left and even helped carry the new bed for their XO’s quarters into the her new room. The old bed had been left outside of her old quarters where it had disappeared shortly after. Most assumed Jane took it back but John didn’t know for sure as shortly after EDI had report that her visual monitoring and audio devices in the room had all been destroyed except for the holographic terminal Jane had altered with, of all things, a physical on/off switch.
After that they had set off to meet with Okeer and the crew fell into their trained roles, a routine like on most ships settling in. The only break was when one of the specialists or officers would enter the room. Jane Shepard was as her title sounded, a specter, while John rarely saw her, she was a regular at meal times and her PT time. While she spent large amounts of time with both Garrus and Dr. Chakwas, she did seem to be making the rounds with the Cerberus crew. While no one came out to say they liked her, they were losing some of their initial concern about the Council Spectre. Although most would report that their conversations with her sometimes felt like interrogations. Gabby commented it was like an antisocial child trying to get to know the other kids in class.
John himself walked the ship, speaking to crewmen and even pinching in as needed. There was a photo currently circulating amongst the crew of John Shepard. It had come about when Gardner had requested the Spectre’s help in the kitchen. The photo wasn’t of when John had been asked but half an hour later when John’s cooking attempts had incinerated a dextro-meal for Garrus covering the poor Spectre’s face with a burst of soot. Needless to say the mess hall had erupted in laughter at John’s sheepish, soot covered face and an enterprising crewman had snapped a picture with his omni-tool.
Now, however they were only a few hours from entering orbit around Korlus and John had been called to the cockpit from his private terminal where he was sorting through numerous e-mails and supply lists from the Illusive Man. He hardly knew why they had so many rare weapons except for the fact they could. Shaking his head as he came into the cockpit area where Joker was frowning at something on his front screen and Miranda was studying her own data pad.
“What’s up Joker?” John asked as he came up to the pilot.
“Do you remember that sensor echo we pick up two days ago, Shepard?” Joker reminded him and John nodded. It had been a routine end of the day briefing and Joker had flagged the anomaly.
“It’s there again, Shepard.” Joker pointed to the holo-screen in front of him. “It’s about an hour behind us and this time it’s steady. I think it’s been following us since we hit the second relay in our course.”
“What the hell is it?” John grumbled, studying the screen over Joker’s shoulder. They couldn’t even get a solid reading of its shape. Just a steady energy signature and vague navigation course. Which was always following the SR2.
“Unknown, Commander. However I do have something interesting of note,” EDI spoke up from the left and John turned to look at her hologram. “I have been cataloging the various Spectre records and news articles you have brought on board. The anomaly has shown up on the last four missions that your sister has taken. Every time she used the SSV Okinawa as transport, they noted the anomaly. They classified it as background noise since they would have had to travel back three hours to see what it was. The energy signature is a match.”
“So they would have classified the anomaly as part of the spacial wake and moved on, not even bothering Jane with it,” John noted. “And since we’re not an Alliance vessel it’s gotten closer and we get a better readings to know it is following us."
“More than likely it’s following your sister,” Miranda noted, studying the additional readings. “For a few months now, looks like.”
“But why is it following her?” John countered. “And why does it feel less threatened by us rather than an Alliance ship?”
“I don’t know, sir, but it’ll arrived at Korlus roughly an hour into the mission,” Miranda noted and John groaned. This was not what he needed right now.
“Alright, we’ll proceed like normal but Joker you call us on the surface if anything happens. You stay in active scan as well till the ground team returns to the Normandy.” John ordered and Joker nodded.
“Have you decided who you’re going to take, John?” Miranda inquired and John sighed.
“Yeah and neither of you are going to like it. Especially when I remind Jane that Garrus is going to be following my orders and not hers.”
~*TF*~
Jane was cleaning her gun in the armory when John entered.
"We are ready to leave for Korlus' surface," he said and Jane and Garrus shared a nod before they both cleaned up what they were doing. Garrus was out the door and as Jane moved to follow John moved in the way. Blasto growled and Jane snapped, pointing down and the varren heeled at her side.
"You have something to say?" Jane asked and John gave her a look. It was his business face. On the SR-1 Jane would have asked when he sat on the stick up his ass, but it wasn't the SR-1 and Jane wasn't going to joke until she knew the truth about the man in front of her.
"This is my team," he said and Jane stared at him. Ah, John was playing top dog.
"The Normandy and her crew are yours to command," Jane said and he blinked at her. "I'm a fellow Spectre, we are working together to save lives. I will help you, but you watch who you order. I'm not under Cerberus authority, I'm under the Council's Spectre Shepard." John stared at her as she walked around him and he stared at her back as she stopped. "Hurry up, we have a krogan to recruit to this apparent suicide mission."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Korlus, Planet side
The mission had just barely started and it already went to hell in a hand basket. They’d just stepped out of the shuttle and gun fire was erupting down the way. He heard a woman shouting orders, probably to the Blue Suns Mercs, and those very same mercs were fighting dozens of Krogan. John resisted the urge to rubs his temples again as another headache settled itself in.
“Once, just once mind you,” John said to Garrus as he gestured before him at the bodies of the mercs that had already attacked them and been dealt with. “I want a mission to go smoothly. We fly in, walk up to the guys we’re supposed to meet, have a pleasant conversation, and walk away with a win. But no, now we have to fight our way across a giant ball of rusted metal!”
“A little frustrated, John?” Miranda asked, amused.
“Wouldn’t you be after the week I’ve had?” John retorted. Garrus laughed as he re-holstered his sniper rifle.
“I stopped a rocket with my face in the same week. I win.”
“Can we focus, please?” Jane stated coolly and John rolled his eyes.
“I think we can assume Okeer isn’t here by choice,” John noted, leading the others past some of the twisted metal, which had been dragged to form corridors. “It looks like they’ve formed some sort of training course using the wreckage.”
“I really want to shoot each of these loudspeakers,” Garrus grumbled as they moved up a small incline.
“Let’s ask him if there’s an off switch,” Jane noted, gesturing towards a human in Blue Sun armor, probably one of the men that had attacked them earlier.
“…won’t stop bleeding…I’m gonna…son of a bitch!” the wounded merc groaned, getting to his feet.
“Actually, it doesn’t appear to be fatal,” Miranda noted to John. Jane grunted at that.
“He doesn’t need to know that,” she said, strolling towards the man.
“I knew it wasn’t berserkers. Not at range. You’re mercs. Or Alliance,” he grunted and then he got a good look at Jane. “Aw hell, you’re that crazy Spectre bitch! Don’t eat me!”
“What did you do to the Blue Suns to get that reputation?” John demanded and Jane rolled her eyes.
“I may have let Blasto nibble on the occasional prisoner to get them to talk,” Jane allowed and John sighed in exasperation.
“See this is why I made you leave him behind,” John grunted.
“While they debate whether or not to feed you to a Varren, anything you could tell us would help out a lot,” Garrus told the wounded merc.
“Aw hell. Look, I don’t know anything. I just shoot the overflow from the labs. The old Krogan up there, he’s really been cleaning house lately.” The merc explained. “Jedore hired him to make her an army of Krogan but all of the Krogan he makes are insane so we use them for live ammo training. It’s all bullshit! I don’t get paid to bleed out!” Just then the merc’s radio beeped and rang out drawing everyone’s attention.
“Outpost Four? Jedore wants us to move. We need coordinates on the Krogan pack.” The merc turned from his radio and looked at them worried. Jane kept her killing eyes on him but John moved towards the man, looking grim.
“I want your friends, gone. Understand?” John said forcefully and softly. The man winced but clicked his radio on.
“Uh, patrol? The last group…dispersed. Lost sight five minutes ago.” The man told them. John nodded, satisfied.
“Dispersed? Jedore will be pissed. She wanted a show.”
“You wanted an update you got one! Dispersed!” The merc said, a little snippy. John stepped back, satisfied his point got across.
“Understood. Returning to the labs.”
“If you start limping now, you might find a shady spot before you bleed out, kid,” Jane said, turning and heading down the way, the others following.
“Shit. Shit!”
~*TF*~
As they walked Jane took in the course. It was a killing field, the Blue Suns were no match for the krogan, but the krogan didn't seem organized. They fought strangely, they weren't out for the win, just the slaughter, but not the usual blood rage slaughter, more just a killing for the sake of killing slaughter. It was off.
Blue Suns popped up behind barriers like demented jack in the boxes and Jane put up a barrier before she ran. They stared in shock for a moment, firing slightly less as Jane jumped over the first barrier, pulling the two up. As Jane landed she drew her pistol and put a round in their heads before leaping down from the walkway to the bottom. Two more Suns popped up and Jane heard shots from behind her as her barrier dropped. A third merc was on the walkway where she killed the other two. She threw a singularity between the two on the walkway above. They floated like dummies before she sent a warp, exploding the singularity and throwing the two mercs into the walls with enough force to break them good enough to keep them out of the fight.
"Jane!" John cried but she was continuing forward as two more mercs popped up. The one on the left was suddenly sporting a hole in the front of his armor as Jane used a slam on the other one. He started to get up and she put a round into his head. She turned the corner at a full sprint. She saw more Suns and glared as she tossed herself with a throw. She spun over the first barrier and as she landed on her stomach she drew her rifle. She used a throw to push another barrier forward. The mercs followed the barrier so Jane popped up. She got one with a temple shot. The second was a forehead over the left eye. She caught more cover in the corner of her eye to the left. She dropped again as more shots came from behind her. "God damn it, Jane!"
She leapt over the cover and pulled another barrier as she ran. Shots followed her and she heard the mercs cry. She looked in time to see the rocket launcher and she dropped into a skid that would have made a baseball player proud. An explosion hit the ground behind her and dirt showered her. She popped up. A pull yanked the rocket launching merc towards Jane. She pulled up her pistol and put a round into him while the group behind her took the other two. Jane ran forward. She saw the back of a krogan, he was firing up at two mercs and Jane put another singularity between the two. The krogan looked back at her before shooting a rocket at the mercs. They shuddered and Jane threw another warp. The two were done. Jane kept her pistol drawn but lowered it. The krogan turned to her and slowly approached. The others came around the corner and paused.
"Jane..." John warned but she raised a hand as the krogan sniffed her.
"You...are different. New. You don't smell like this world. Seven night cycles, and I have felt only the need to kill. But you...something makes me speak," the krogan said and Jane stared at him.
"He's a week old?" Miranda muttered.
"They must breed them full size, ready to kill. Not much improvement over regular mercs if they need training," John muttered to Miranda. Jane looked at the krogan who studied her before looking at John.
"Bred...to kill. No. I kill because my blood and bone tell me to. But it's not why I was flushed from glass mother," the krogan said and Jane felt sympathy for the creatures now. They were bred and made, but not raised or given purpose. How shallow life must be, especially for a krogan, when nothing had attachment. "Survival is what I hear in my head. Against the enemy that threatens all my kind. But I failed even before waking." The genophage. Okeer was here trying to overcome the genophage and he was using the Blue Suns to help fund his research. The Suns would be angry when they realized what Okeer had done. Of course, they might not be alive if the krogan were still this capable as failures to Okeer. "That is what the voice in the water said. That is why I wait here." Jane felt a stab of sympathy for this krogan. He couldn't defeat the genophage so Okeer didn't need him.
"You're supposed to be a part of a mercenary army. Do you remember Jedore?" Jane asked and the krogan stared at her again. He seemed thoughtful.
"I know that name. It causes anger. But also laughter. It is not a name that will be sung when we march. I don't know what that means, but I have heard it many times," the krogan said and Jane began to hate Okeer. He created these creatures and when they failed to do what he wanted, he left them to die. Bastard. He would not find the krogan very receptive to these tank bred.
"How can you speak if you're only a week old?" Garrus asked.
"There was a scratching sound in my head, and it became the voice. It taught things I would need: walking, talking, hitting, shooting. Then the voice said I was not perfect and the teaching stopped. And now I am here," the krogan said. Jane would make a point to get Okeer alone to speak to him about his creations. It might require bloodshed, Okeer only needed one heart to help beat the Collectors.
"So he raised you until you no longer fit his parameters, then he rejected you," Jane growled. "Was it Okeer's voice? Did he speak to you while you were in your tank?"
"I heard the voice. Not like now, with ears. Inside. I called it "father." It liked that. But it was disappointed. I am not what it needs me to be," the krogan said and Jane wondered if this one was smarter than the others. Were all of Okeer's krogan actually intelligent? Smart krogan lived long. He wasn't without worth.
"You are only a failure to the voice," Jane said. "You just didn't escape the effects of the genophage."
"Escape? Escape was never whispered. Survive. Resist. Ignore," the krogan said.
"How did you fail?" John asked and Jane almost thought it was like the old days. She shoved that thought away.
"I don't know. It was decided before I left tank mother. I was not perfect," the krogan said.
"It could be that the krogan weren't mentally stable," Miranda stated, looking at another krogan's corpse.
"I don't know of that. But I am not perfect," he said.
"We destroyed Saren's cure. How does Okeer expect these krogan to ignore the genophage if not by curing it?" John muttered. A good question.
"Can you show us the laboratory? We need to speak with Okeer," Jane said and the krogan looked at her.
"The...glass mother. She is up. Past the broken parts. Behind many of you fleshy things. I will show you," the krogan said. He walked towards one of the walls, smacking his hands dry and stretching his neck. The krogan grabbed the massive piece of metal and lifted. Jane appreciated the effort that went into lifting the massive piece out of the way. "You fleshy things are slow when big things are in your way."
"You could have run or tried to fight your way back to the labs. Why stay here?" Jane asked.
"I am waiting. The voice told me. If they come, I fight. But I will not run. And I will not follow. I am not perfect, but I have purpose. I must wait until called. Released," the krogan said as he walked away. Jane looked after him for a moment as he pulled out his shotgun. John stood behind her and she turned quickly. He gave her a look.
"You don't run ahead," he said and Jane gave him a look and he shook his head. "I'm not giving an order, your style was never to rush ahead. Even when I charged inI was never more than ten feet from the team with no enemies between us. You left use behind and put whole squads between us."
"I'm a Spectre, most of the time I do work for the Council, I work alone or in a small team," Jane said and he gave her a hard look, he was trying to think how to word it. Maybe it was John...maybe it was a fake trying to figure out what to say.
"I'm a Spectre too. I need you with my team," he said and Jane stared. "I know what you can do...for the most part, Jane, I need your skills with me. I need you. We all do." She stared at that. He needed her with the group. He was appealing to her sense of duty as a Spectre and more importantly, he wasn't ordering her around.
"Fine...but hurry up. We want to make it to Okeer before the Blue Suns," Jane said. "Lead the way." John blinked before he took point. Jane waited to walk near Garrus a few feet behind the other two.
"So...what do you think?" he asked, where they were far enough behind that they wouldn’t hear them talk.
"I will keep my thoughts to myself for a while longer, Mr. Vakarian," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
~*TF*~
“I don’t like this.” John mused, looking out the doorway. Their route to Okeer took them on a walkway literally over a large gap between ship wrecks, with almost a half mile drop to the ground. This walkway was against the length of one hull wreck and across the gap was another walkway across that mirrored it. Both walkways had waist high barriers to keep people from falling off the edge. The other door they needed to get to was two hundred yards down the way.
“I don’t either, this doesn’t feel right,” Garrus muttered as Jane ignored both men, boldly striding down the walkway to the door. “It’s been too quiet for too long.”
“Do you think we can find another way around then?” Miranda asked, glaring at Jane’s back as the female Shepard stopped and looked coldly back to them.
“We all know this is the fastest way and that it is probably a trap but we don't have a choice. Are you coming or not?” Jane said flatly, and John sighed. He followed behind his sister, shaking his head. Maybe after this mission he’d just drop Miranda and Jane onto an empty planet and come back for the survivor after a few days. Miranda had found fault with Jane's presence on the Normandy since the room incident and John could see she was just making a list of problems with Jane for the post mission debriefing.
John’s train of thought was cut off as gunfire erupted around them. He ducked down behind the barrier, getting a glimpse of a few dozen Blue Sun mercs across the gap on the opposite walkway. He ducked down in time just as a rocket zipped over his head, impacting the wall behind them. His shields began to beep in his ear, the warning tone indicating that they were below twenty-five percent charge.
“Damn it I hate it when I’m right,” John snarled to Garrus who grunted in agreement as he slammed into the barrier on John’s right side. John looked past the Turian to see his sister ducked low by the barrier as she hustled to the door they needed to go through. She tapped on the console before shaking her head as she looked back to the group.
“It’s locked. I need a few minutes to punch in an override program,” Jane called out. She dove back from the door to the barrier as several shots impacted around the door. “That is if I can avoid getting shot.”
“Barrier on me,” John ordered Miranda, who nodded and placed a hand on his arm, a biotic barrier springing to life around them both. John looked over the walkway barrier. His eyes swept back and forth, taking it in as bullets slammed into the barrier weakening it quickly. He dropped back down just before the barrier fell. He scowled to himself as he whipped out his assault rifle.
“I counted thirty, spread out in about five groups of six, a few feet apart from each other.” John said as he switched settings to better penetrate shields. “They must have someone with half a brain over there because they’re taking turns. I saw half of them reloading while the other half shot.”
“Best thing is to pop and shoot, John,” Garrus mused. “Jane can shield herself and Miranda can shield me. We can whittle them down till it’s safer for you to prop-up with your rifle and shoot.”
“Actually, if John can spare the rounds, he could slide down halfway and fire blindly over the barrier at them.” Jane suggested. “It’d distract them and give us better-” Jane was cut off by a loud crack onto of the wall above them. John looked up, recognizing the sound. It was a heavy sniper rifle, probably a Widow, meant for penetrating shields and armor in one shot. The shots started sounding out in a steady pattern. If any of the team had been able to time the shots, they would have precisely matched the exact minimum time it took to physical shoot, reload and shoot again for a single shot Widow. John looked up and could vaguely make out the barrel of a sniper rifle leaning over the wall above them, five stories up. Whoever it was, they were picking off Blue Suns with every shot. John peaked over again and noticed the mercs were all trying to hit the new sniper, but no one was getting close. The sniper was even shooting rockets that the Blue Suns aimed at him!
“Go!” Jane barked, popping up to open fire. John setup on the barrier, adding his firepower to their new ally’s as did the others. The Blue Suns were in a panic, not sure who to shoot. John saw one with captain marks on his uniform trying to reorganize the mercs but their new friend took the Blue Sun captain’s head off with another precisely aimed shot. The gunfight didn’t last too long after that, as the few remaining mercs broke formation and fled out their own doors. After they had cleared out, John and the others stood and holstered their guns. As Jane went to the door to open it, John held up his right hand and waved up at their new friend.
“I don’t know if you can hear me, but thank you!” John shouted up at them. The gun barrel pulled back and John saw someone moving above them.
“What’s he doing?” Miranda wondered. John shrugged watching the figure move before he stepped off the edge.
“Spirits above!” Garrus cried, everyone watching their new friend plummet to what they thought was his certain death. As he fell and they got a clearer look at him John felt his blood run cold.
“Oh, you have to be kidding me,” Jane said in disbelief as he impacted with the walkway with a loud, metallic clang.
“Jane-Spectre, John-Spectre,” the Geth replied, looking at them curiously.
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the geth unit in complete shock. Its optics moved from Jane to John, the panels around the optics opening and shifting as if it was deciding on an expression. Jane felt a headache coming. That is until she saw pieces of familiar armor patching up the various areas of damage on the geth and large hole in its torso. Jane's rifle was out, but not aimed at it. Yet.
“We mean you no harm, Jane-Spectre,” the geth said and Jane nearly jumped as it looked at her. It was odd to have a Geth unit so close and non-hostile...for now. “We have been trying to find an appropriate time and location to make contact with you for the past two hundred, sixty-three days.”
"What?" Jane asked as she stared at the geth. Two hundred, sixty-three days a geth had been trying to make contact with her...she blinked. The sensor echo the Okinawa had picked up a couple times. Jane had the ship inspected while on a Spectre mission the second time Green reported the echo. No errors had shown up so they’d logged it as common special wake.
“You’ve been following her, haven’t you?” Miranda stated with an air of superiority. “The sensor echo that we’ve been tracking, that was you wasn’t it?”
“Yes. After retracing the Shepard-Spectre units’ original mission we tried to find a moment that making contact with Jane-Spectre would not result in our termination.”
“Smart,” Garrus chuckled. "She does take out geth pretty fast."
"Jane-Spectre has a confirmed geth termination time of five point zero three seconds," the geth said and Jane stared at it longer.
“Why are you wearing my old armor?” John asked, curiosity in his voice. “And why were you trying to contact my sister?”
“We were injured on Eden Prime. Repairs were needed.”
"Why were you trying to contact me?" Jane asked and the geth's panels moved again. Thinking maybe?
"You are Jane-Spectre, Alliance, Human. Spared the rachni. Fought heretics. Fought the Old Machine. Survived."
"Old Machine? Do you mean the Reapers?" John asked and Jane's mind when into laser focus. This geth was now worth keeping alive, well, as close as it was currently to alive.
"Reaper. A superstitious title that originated with the Protheans. We call those entities the Old Machines," the geth said.
"What about him?" Jane asked, flickering her eyes at John. The geth turned its optics towards him.
"John-Spectre, no longer Alliance, Human. Was not marked responsible for Rachni mercy. Killed heretics. Was killed by Old Machines," the geth said and Jane blinked at that. John was killed...by Reapers.
"How did you know all that?" Jane asked.
"We access the extranet. Gather files. We watch you," it said.
"Watch me or organics?" Jane asked.
"Yes," it said and Jane wondered if some ancient quarian had programmed the geth to be funny.
"Which is it?" John asked.
"Both," the geth said.
"What do you mean heretics?" Garrus interjected.
"Geth build our own future. The heretics ask the Old Machines to give them the future. They are no longer part of us. We were studying the Old Machines hardware to protect our future," the geth said and Jane felt the world shift for a moment. There were different groups of geth. There were different fucking groups of geth. Some geth were worshiping the Reaper tech on Ferros. Heretics. This geth was proof that the Reapers were real and the geth were actually in division about it. Holy shit.
"Are the Reapers a threat to you too?" John asked.
"Yes," the geth said.
"Why would they attack other machines?" Jane pondered, more to herself than actually asking but the geth answered her anyway.
"We are different from them. Outside their plans," the geth said. “We seek to build our own future.”
"What future are the geth building?" Miranda sneered and Jane shot her an unfriendly look. It was returned. Miranda was a Cerberus bitch...but she wasn't a coward. Jane could almost respect her...almost.
"Ours," the geth said. Apparently a quarian programmed sass into the geth.
"Will anyone else be affected by what you will be doing?" Jane asked.
"If they involve themselves, they will," it said. Oh, that wasn't cryptic.
"So, you aren't aligned with the Reapers?" Jane asked.
"We oppose the heretics. We oppose the Old Machines," the geth said, taking a step towards Jane. The others tensed and Jane took a step towards the geth. "Jane-Spectre and John-Specter oppose the Old Machines. Jane-Spectre and John-Spectre oppose the heretics. Jane-Spectre has shown compassion to species that are not human. That are not Council. That have been enemies."
"What do you mean?" John asked.
"Jane-Spectre saved the Dramye. Jane-Spectre brought the Dramye to the Council. Jane-Spectre saved the Rachni," the geth said and Jane realized what it meant by approaching her. She had been willing to risk her career to spare and save the Rachni. A choice that could still bite her in the ass. She helped the Dramye rejoin the Citadel embassies as a separate group from the Hegemony. This geth approached her because she might do what she was doing now and listen to him. Damn...AIs were scary. "Cooperation furthers mutual goals."
"Are you asking to join us?" John asked and Jane kept her face closed. This geth could be an invaluable piece of evidence for finally getting the Council to do something about the Reapers.
“Yes,” the geth said simply and John considered it. The Geth had factions and Saren had convinced a rogue Geth faction to attack humanity. This Geth on the other hand was basically an ambassador to the peaceful Geth faction. He wanted to help them and already had. Miranda clearly wanted to hand him over to the Illusive Man and Garrus was smiling that damn smile of his. The one he gave when he knew exactly what was going to happen and was just waiting for them to realize it. Jane's face was in that damned blank expression that didn't let him know what she was thinking. John sighed and came to a decision. He stuck his hand out to the Geth, who shook it.
“Glad to have you on the team. So, what do we call you?”
“Geth.”
“No what do we call the individual in front of us?” John clarified. The Geth stared at him for a moment, its head panels shifting.
“We are all Geth. This platform currently has one thousand, one hundred eighty-three programs active within it.”
“And lo when Jesus met the man, possessed by demons who, when asked what their name is, responded My name is Legion, for we are many." Jane murmured. John blinked and shot her a look. Jane flushed for a moment before her cold mask slipped back into place.
“Colony settler’s condensed Christian Bible, the Gospel of Mark, chapter five, verse nine. We acknowledge this as an appropriate metaphor. We are Legion, a terminal of the Geth. We will integrate into the Shepard collective.”
"We're hardly a collective," Jane muttered as she looked towards the stairs. John began to lead the way.
~*TF*~
The group entered a lab with a dead krogan on a slab. Jane glared at the body, another poor tank bred, created and abandoned to death. Okeer was not going to be a welcomed addition to the team in her mind. Miranda gave Jane a glare. Okeer would be competing with Miranda for person most likely to be thrown out an airlock in the future.
"Shepard don't shoot, you know me," a voice called and Jane looked to see an asari step out from behind a desk. Déjà vu overcame Jane for a moment before cold calculations began in her mind. "I shut down the security cams as soon as I saw it was you. Never thought I'd say it but I'm glad it's you shooting up the place. Sorry. Rana Thanoptis. You let me go when you destroyed Saren's lab on Virmire. Had to outrun the nuke in a utility pod but it's still a second chance."
"I remember that," John said, giving Jane a look. Jane glared at Rana who simply smiled. There was something about that smile that Jane didn't like.
"Yeah, I'm not proud of what went on there. But I'm using what we learned for the greater good. Not for the mercs. Jedore's on a standard power trip. But Okeer is trying to do something good. Even if his methods are a little extreme," Rana said, looking over at a human corpse. Jane looked at the corpse too. It was a burned skeleton. Rana had not impressed Jane. Okeer had not impressed Jane. It felt wrong. Rana felt wrong. "Everyone deserves a second chance, right? And sometimes giving one pays off. I take care of my debts."
"What is Okeer trying to do?" Garrus asked. "
"It's complicated," Rana said and Jane felt her bullshit meter go off. It was clear as day. "Jedore wants a private army but Okeer mostly ignores her. He's running the project for his own reasons. I created a mental imprint routine to educate his tank bred. Most don't get through it. He dumps them for some reason. He wants to help his people. But he's not looking for a genophage cure. And he's not going for numbers. That's all I know." Jane pulled her pistol and put a round into Rana's head. The asari never saw it coming and fell to the floor. Jane holstered her weapon and she wasn't shocked when John grabbed her by the shoulders and got into her face.
“You shot her, Jane! In cold fucking blood! She told us what she knew and you shot her in the face with your pistol!” he snarled into her face and Jane pushed his hands away from her shoulders with the backs of her wrists.
"I did. I also gave her a chance back on Virmire to straighten up her life. Instead she is working under a merc group to program tank bred krogans," Jane said, looking at the krogan corpse on the table. "They are being left to die with her help. She got her second chance. I'm not in the business of giving thirds." She stated and looked him in the eye. They stared at each other for a moment.
"We need to keep moving if we want to reach Okeer before this Jedore does," Garrus stated with a hand on John's shoulder. Garrus gave Jane a nod before he helped escort John away. Jane made sure to give Miranda a look before heading out.
~*TF*~
As the doors slid open John took a deep breath to control his temper. Something was wrong with Jane. Fundamentally wrong. Her first instinct was to kill not take them prisoner. Had him being gone for two years really affected her that much? As John pondered what to do about his sister a deep, gravelly voice called out to them.
“Here you are! I’ve watched your progress.” John followed the voice and saw a Krogan in aged, scuffed up armor working at a console next to a cloning tank with a Krogan inside. “It’s about time. The batteries on these tank will not wait while you play with these idiotic mercs.”
“Okeer I assume?” John noted, not the least put off by the man’s attitude. “You don’t seem like a prisoner, or grateful we’re here.”
“You may claim to be here to help, but the formerly deceased Shepard arriving with his sister, the Terror of the Hegemony, is not a sign of gentle change.” Okeer growled.
“And apparently that nickname is here to stay,” Jane muttered, displeased.
“And you’re surprised by this?” Okeer wondered aloud, turning to face them. “All Krogan know you two. The human female who has so willingly integrated herself into our people and the man who has had several Krogan children named for him to honor his death. And of course, I’m sure Rana has already revisited your actions on Virmire.”
“And now you think we’re here to do the same to you then?” John asked. Okeer laughed at that and waved a hand at them.
“Ah but I approve. Saren’s pale horde were not true krogan. Numbers alone are nothing. The mistake of an outsider, one that these mercenaries have also made.” Okeer walked to the large window in the lab and John followed. Her heard Jane curse behind him and John sucked in a breath at the sight. Dozens of cloning tanks, each holding a fully grown Krogan in armor. “I gave their leader my rejects for her army. But she grows impatient at her own incompetence. She is unable to control them and believes her own weakness to be some fault of mine. It is time for you take me out of here.”
“Personal issues do not affect mission parameters,” Legion spoke up behind them. “Mission goal is to obtain information on the Collectors.”
“Ah yes, I see. Collector attacks have increased.” Okeer mused, turning to face them again. “A human concern. My requests were focused elsewhere. The Collectors did indeed give me tech for some of my rejects. I acquired the knowledge to create a pure soldier. With that, I will inflict upon the genophage the greatest insult an enemy can suffer. To be ignored. Unfortunately, I used it all in my prototype. This Krogan. Perfect, pure.”
“Your methods are extreme but you do know how to deconstruct a threat,” John said. “Will you help us?”
Okeer was quiet for a few minutes.
“Yes, I will go with you but my prototype is not negotiable. It is the key to my legacy. I will need passage for me and it.”
As John nodded in agreement and was about to speak, the loudspeakers crackled loudly before Jedore’s voice rang out in the room and everywhere else they were installed in the complex.
“Attention! I’ve traced the Krogan release. Okeer, of course.” Okeer stomped back to the window and John looked out as well. They saw a woman walking along the tanks below. From the way Okeer growled at the sight of her, John knew that had to be Jedore. “I’m calling blank slate on this project. Gas these commandoes and start over from Okeer’s data. Flush the tanks!”
Vents began to pour gas into the room and the filtration system atop of the protype’s tank began to vent as well.
“She’s that weak-willed? She’ll kill my legacy with a damned valve!” Okeer snarled. “Shepard? You want information on the Collectors? Stop her. She’ll try to access contaminants in the storage bay.”
“You could just start over, like she plans to. What’s the big deal?” Jane asked, her tone betraying a dislike of the krogan doctor.
“This tank is pure. It involved much trial as data. Starting over will not duplicate it. It must survive. Jedore will be with the reject tanks. Kill her. I will…stay, and do what must be done.” John frowned at that and turned to Legion.
“Can you help him?” John asked. Legion looked at him, its head plates shifting.
“Yes, John-Spectre,” Legion replied. “We are capable of accessing terminals and computer systems faster than most organics by a factor of three.”
“Then help him and we’ll deal with Jedore.” John ordered, before turning for the door at the opposite end. He sprinted for it. Pulling his rifle out as he did. He was vaguely aware of Jane, Garrus, and Miranda following him. He headed out the door and ran down the stairs for the door to the tank storage room. He heard her screaming at her men as they ran through.
“Oh this woman just needs to go away,” Miranda muttered as they opened fire. Jedore dove to cover and shortly after all of the tanks opened, releasing all of the Krogan inside. As if that wasn’t bad enough John saw a YMIR mech unfold from a corner and begin opening fire.
“Why does everyone try to kill us?” Garrus demanded as they all took cover. “Why doesn’t anyone ever run away?”
"Garrus, a lift," Jane called and Garrus turned and went to a knee.
"I'm not a springboard, Shepard," he stated as Jane ran at him, using his knee and shoulder to throw herself up. She caught one of the support beams above and tucked herself into the machinery for moving the tanks. She pulled her sniper and got into position.
"This whole Cerberus mission has been a bit of a challenge," Jane stated. “Mostly because of John.”
“How is it my fault?” John demanded, opening fire from behind one of the tanks and shooting a Krogan in the knees as it charged up the ramps towards them. “I’ve been unconscious for two years!”
“Half of these mercenaries are terrified of her,” Miranda called out, catching another Krogan in a biotic field and throwing it into the YMIR mech, sending it back a few feet before it smashed the Krogan to the ground and stomped on it. “She has a very widely known reputation for wiping out bases and people. Of course they’d want revenge. Taking her with us will cause more harm than good.”
"Oh...I have been known to miss a mercenary or terrorist every now and then...you would know about that," Jane retorted.
“Less cat-fight, more gun fire!” Garrus called out, shooting another Blue Suns merc. Then ducked a rocket shot from the YMIR mech.
“If you two keep this up, I’m going to handcuff you together!” John shouted, holstering his assault rifle when he ran out of rounds. He yanked out his shot gun and jammed the barrel into the face of a charging Krogan, taking their head clean off as he pulled the trigger. “It’s not like we’re fighting for our lives!”
"We are not having a cat fight," Miranda snapped at Garrus.
"Go ahead," Jane called down to John. "It wouldn't be much of a fight."
"I'd like to see you try," Miranda sneered before orange blood splattered against her face. The krogan that had been coming up behind her dropped from the shot through its eyes.
"Try to pay attention to the fight, XO Lawson," Jane chided as she slapped in a new clip.
“And you as well Spectre,” Miranda retorted in a cold tone as she wiped the blood off her face with the back of her hand. Her eyes promised revenge.
“There!” John shouted, seeing a gap on the right, just below the observation window. “Garrus cover me!”
“I’ve got you, John!” Garrus called. John broke cover, running down the ramp and making for the opposite side. She shot by the YMIR mech, just as it turned towards him. Just before it could aim, Garrus took its head off with a clean shot. John kept running, ignoring the beeping behind him. He turned and ran straight at Jedore who was finally all alone. Her attention was focused solely on Jane and Miranda who were opening fire on her. Just as the explosion from the YMIR mech was dying down she heard John storming at her from the left and turned to him, her eyes wide. She raised her gun to fire but John didn’t even slow down. He tackled the woman, crashing them both into the crate behind her. They went tumbling over, slamming into the ground in the middle of the room. John slid away from her and got to his feet, but she was raising her gun at him. The woman was grinning triumphantly at him.
“I got you now you son of a-” Jedore was cut off as Jane’s sniper round caught her in the temple. The Blue Suns’ leader fell to a crumpled heap.
“I can’t believe that worked,” Garrus mused and John shot the others a grin. Miranda was smiling at him with proud look and Jane was giving John a look. While her face was blank, her eyes held stress around the edges. She had been worried. Jane wondered absently if he had felt that way when she raced ahead of the group. She couldn't let herself believe it was him though. It couldn't be John...but it could be if he did stupid shit like that. Of course...she had taken up doing stupid shit herself. She dropped from the ceiling and Garrus gave her a head nod.
“John-Spectre. Okeer-Warlord has vented all toxins into our room to save Krogan-Prototype. Please make haste. We have vented the toxins but Okeer-Warlord will soon expire.” Legion called to inform them over the comms. John swore and again stormed for the lab. As they hurried into the room they found Okeer laying on the ground by the prototype tank. Legion stood by, staring at the warlord with all his head panels extended.
“Okeer-Warlord as only minutes left. The aforementioned toxins were designed to overload Krogan nervous systems,” Legion informed them as John knelt by the warlord. Before he could even speak to Okeer the man’s hands shot out and gripped John’s upper arms.
“You gave me time, Shepard. If I knew what the Collectors wanted with humans I would tell you,” Okeer rasped. “But everything is in my prototype. My legacy is pure.” Okeer drew in a raspy breath, his arms going weak and his hands fell away. “This…one soldier…this grunt…perfect.” John watched the warlord slump back. “Let…it…walk…pure…perfect.” Okeer let out one last raspy breath and became still. John sighed and reached out, closing the man’s eyes before he stood.
“A man that fanatical about his race died for this one Krogan,” Miranda mused.
“Makes you wonder just what he created, doesn’t it Jane?” Garrus said to Jane. She stood at the base of the tank and made a hum. John eyed the tank for a moment before coming to a decision. He clicked on his comms to the Normandy.
“Normandy? Okeer is a no-go. But we have a package that needs retrieval. And he’s a big one.”
~*TF*~
"Bringing the krogan for study makes sense, but I have concerns about waking it," Miranda said as the group met in the conference room. Jane rested against a wall while Mordin examined Garrus' facial patches.
"Yeah, you've said that a few times now," Jacob sighed in a tone that told Jane Jacob had worked with Miranda before. How close were those two?
"A normal krogan is dangerous. This one was created and likely educated by a madman," she said, giving John a look.
"There's no way he's getting out unless one of us lets him out," John said.
"Or unless Okeer installed some sort of failsafe. Or a malfunction causes the tank to shut down," Miranda complained. "I also think we need to discuss the unique piece of salvage we recovered."
"Legion is not salvage," Jane stated from her position on the wall.
"It is sweet that you've named it, but we need better equipment to fight the Reapers. An intact geth would be invaluable to Cerberus' cyber-weapons division," Miranda stated and Jane felt the urge to punch the woman in the face. No way was she wasting an opportunity to gain proof to shove down the Council's throats about the Reapers to Cerberus.
"We'll have to disagree on that, ma'am," Jacob said and Jane blinked. "I saw enough of these things on Eden Prime. Space it."
"Cerberus has a long-standing cash bounty for an intact geth. I assure you, the reward is significant," Miranda said to John and Jane looked at him.
"Legion wants cooperation between organics, us, and the geth," Jane reminded them. John mulled it over before looking up and he met Jane's eyes.
"Legion helped us, he followed orders, and he’s staying. EDI will set up the appropriate safe guards and firewalls concerning Legion’s access to the ship," John said. Jane looked away as she considered the implications Legion brought for the Council and the Reapers...and a possible peace accord between the quarians and the geth that did not worship the Old Machines. She was getting a head of herself, but if they could work together on this...maybe...Jane shook her head. Sufficient upon the day are the evils there within. Of course John had other ideas.
"I'm going to wake our new friend in the tank," John said as a holo of the tank floated in the center of table as he left the room. Jane sighed and followed him.
~*TF*~
“You’re not doing this alone,” Jane said as she crossed her arms under her breasts and leaned against the window. John paused, only one digit away from entering the release code.
“Better I do it myself rather than risk any of the crew,” John countered, turning to his sister who rolled her eyes.
“And I have been dealing with the krogan for years now. He might actually list to me.” Jane replied and John gave her a look.
“If a new born Krogan cares about that.” John snarked, keying in the last number and unlocking the pod. He stepped back as the tank drained before opening the doors. The Krogan fell to his hands and knees, letting out deep coughs, retching up the fluid in his lungs. John let the Krogan get to his feet and stepped forward. After a moment the Krogan narrowed his eyes at John before letting out a roar. He charged at John, slamming into him and then slamming him into the containers along the wall opposite the window. John lost track of Jane as the Krogan pinned him there with one arm. John grabbed the arm with his left hand and snatched his sidearm from his thigh and aimed it at the Krogan’s middle.
“Human. Male.” The Krogan growled. John paused, easing his finger off the trigger. “Before you die, I need a name.”
“I’m John Shepard of the Normandy,” John replied. The Krogan shook his head.
“Not your name. Mine. I am trained. I know things, but the tank…Okeer couldn’t implant connection. His words are hollow.” The Krogan mused. John was a bit surprised at that. “Warlord, legacy, grunt…grunt. “Grunt” was among the last. It has no meaning. It’ll do. I am Grunt. If you are worthy of your command, prove your strength and try to destroy me.”
"He is worthy," Jane said from behind Grunt. From the way his eyes moved, John suspected that he couldn't see Jane.
“Easy Jane, I’ve got this.” John replied, never taking his eyes off Grunt. John heard nothing but when Grunt's eyes focused back on him it told him that Jane had backed off. He directed his next question to Grunt. “Why do you want me to kill you?”
“Want? I do what I am meant to, fight and reveal the strongest. Nothing in the tank ever asked what I want. I feel nothing for Okeer’s clan or his enemies. That imprint failed. He has failed. Without a reason that’s mine, one fight is as good as any other. Might as well start with you.” Grunt growled.
“I have a good ship and a strong crew. You’d make it stronger. Join us and I’ll help you find a reason,” John offered. Grunt appeared to mull this over.
“If you’re weak and choose weak enemies, I’ll have to kill you.” Grunt countered and John almost laughed at that.
“Our enemies are worthy. No doubt about that,” John replied. Grunt let out a humph.
“That’s…acceptable. I’ll fight for you,” Grunt said.
“I’m glad you saw reason,” John said and poked Grunt slightly with the barrel of his pistol. Grunt let out a startled sound and looked down.
“Ha! Offer one hand but arm the other. Wise, Shepard. If I find a clan, if I find what I-I want, I will be honored to eventually pit them against you,” Grunt replied nodding his head to John before stomping away. As Grunt moved away, Jane was revealed by the window, she was standing with her arms behind her back.
"What did you have in your hands when you stood in my blind spot?" Grunt barked at her and Jane pulled her hands forward to reveal the blades she had used to kill Dirake or two just like them. "Do you know how to use them?"
"Your dome would rot where it fell," Jane replied and Grunt laughed.
"This one is strong, I would like to fight her," he said to John.
"Anytime in PT," Jane stated as she turned and headed for the door. John didn't see the sheaths for the knives.
“Alright Grunt, let’s get you setup down here,” John began. “What do you need?”
~*TF*~
"Knock knock," Garrus said at Jane's door and she blinked as she opened it. He looked at her. "Need to talk?"
"Isn't that usually the Commander's job?" Jane asked and Garrus gave her a look.
"I like what you've done with the place," he said as he looked over Jane's room. Weapons were hanging from the walls, a single computer was on the floor. A utility hammock was hanging with the aid of specialty magnets. Blasto was chewing on a massive bone. "Really minimalist. I like it."
"Funny turian," Jane said as she returned to a spot on the floor and began to look something up on the computer. "What did you want to talk about?"
"Oh, nothing much. Wanted to see what you were using for your rifle. How the cooking has been. What made you run off and leave the rest of the team behind. Nothing important," Garrus said and Jane blinked before rolling her eyes up to the standing turian. His mandibles moved in a grin. Jane sighed. "Ow my face. Oh it hurts so bad!" Garrus said jokingly.
"Watch it, Vakarian," Jane scolded, a grin tugging at her lips. She sighed. "I'm sorry I ran off."
"What was that? I didn't quite hear?" he said and Jane gave him a look.
"I'm looking at the good ear...for now," she said and he chuckled. "I do owe you an explanation." She leaned back and looked at Garrus a moment. "Over the last year, I've really stopped being a team player. I know that. I owe it to you to try to be better."
"Not just me," Garrus said and Jane gave him a look.
"I can't believe it is him yet, Garrus," Jane said and the turian looked at her.
"Do you really still doubt it?" he asked.
"Yes...but I want to believe," Jane said and Garrus looked at her.
"How much will he have to do to earn your loyalty?" Garrus asked and Jane shook her head.
"I don't know...I just know...I will work on being a better team player for you, Garrus," Jane said and Garrus grinned.
"I always knew you had a soft spot for me, Shepard. You human women always have a weakness for dashing turian men," he teased and Jane chuckled.
"It's called anaphylactic shock and turians get it too," Jane said. "But don't bother trying to use that on me. I'm dextro-immune so you're the one who needs to watch out for me."
"Damn double edged swords," Garrus chuckled.
"We okay?" Jane asked and Garrus nodded.
"We're good," Garrus said. "No more running off without me. Miranda scares me." He exited the room and Jane shook her head. She quietly thanked whatever gods, human, turian, asari, krogan, whatever, that had kept Garrus alive.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1:
"So...you done with that tank?" Jane asked and John blinked.
"Yeah, what did you want it for?" he asked as Jane began to drag it away with biotics.
"Don't worry about it.
One Eternity Later
"Remarkable. Had no idea you were a DNA engineer as well," Mordin commented as he stared at the contents of the tank.
"Just a hobby," Jane stated as she smiled in maternal pride.
"Shepard...when we spent the night...I was curious why you wanted me to put the condom in an empty trash instead of flushing it," Garrus commented. "I didn't realize you were serious about the turian-human hybrid."
"So...I'm gonna be an uncle?" John asked, feeling officially creeped out by the whole situation.
"What's growing out of its head?" Joker asked.
"Oh, I dropped one of my blades in there. I figured, now it has a weapon all the time...like a murderous unicorn," Jane commented.
"Yay! Grunt has a little brother!" Grunt cried and Jane smiled.
"You'll be the best big brother, yes you will, who's my sweet Grunt boy?" Jane asked and Grunt smiled and kicked at the ground before pointing at himself.
"Well, this is a whole new level of fucked up," Joker muttered as he hobbled away.
"Kaidan will not take this well," John sighed as he looked at his monstrous nephew.
This omake is inspire by this piece of fanart: https://artofdawn.deviantart.com/art/Mutant-Babies-Garrus-2-160800133
It has made me laugh more times than I care to admit.
OMAKE 2:
“So what else can your frame do Legion?” John asked curiously. The aforementioned Geth was busy conducting maintenance on a knee joint. He didn’t even both looking at John as he answered.
“We can function in zero gravity, in vacuums or poisonous environments depending on the hazards for a limited time of two point seven hours, download sixty-two teraquads of data a minute, scan data signals, and-” Legion seemed to pause, before his head petals extended to max. He looked up. “John-Spectre, would you also please inform Kelly Chambers-Yeoman that we in no way are planning a hostile takeover of the Normandy. She is currently writing a fearful e-mail to an old college acquaintance. She is worried about a low budget film she participated in college coming true due our presence on the ship. We have subsequently downloaded and viewed the film in the past four point six seconds. It does not accurately portray our intentions towards organics. Geth are not currently equipped to oscillate nor vibrate. We also do not have the means to use the females of any species nor Asari to created Geth with their bodies.”
John stared at the Geth as it resumed making repairs to its damaged knee, his mind was trying to process several things. That Legion read their e-mails as they wrote them (he so had to make rules against that), Geth were customizable and Kelly had apparently-
“EDI please tell me that movie isn’t what I think it is.”
“The movie Legion mentioned is a low grade amateur pornography called Geth Breeding Factory. Records indicate Miss. Chambers only appears in this single adult film and that she was homeless for a month before the filming of this movie due to her college roomate’s theft of her checking account. Would you like to view this movie, Shepard?”
“No, no I think not.” John replied, determined not to give into that temptation just yet. He’d run across several porn parodies of his and Jane’s adventures as he’d looked on the extranet for records of what his baby sister had been up to for the past two years. He’d resolved never to watch anything of that nature about him or his crew, especially if said crew actually participated in making them. Ever. John paused. “And make sure Joker doesn’t find out about it either.”
“Legion obtained the movie from Mr. Moreau’s personal files. Shall I purge the file from his database?”
John pinched the bridge of his nose as he shut his eyes and sighed.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 3
John looking in Jane's room.
"Wait...a hammock?" he said and Jane glared.
"Get out of my room," she warned.
"I thought you took Miranda's bed," John said.
"Hell no, I don't want to catch Cerberus herpes," Jane sneered. "Now get out of my room."
"Fine!" John huffed as he turned around. As the door closed John wondered. "What did happen to Miranda's bed?"
In the forward battery.
"This is like sleeping on a cloud," Garrus sighed from the mattress folded in a U-shape in the walkway along the plasma cannons.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 4
Toby: Cause some one actually asked for this! I may actually make this a thing. And now the continuing adventures of Vegeta-John!
“If a new born Krogan cares about that.” John snarked, keying in the last number and unlocking the pod. He stepped back as the tank drained before opening the doors. The Krogan fell to his hands and knees, letting out deep coughs, retching up the fluid in his lungs. John let the Krogan get to his feet and stepped forward. After a moment the Krogan narrowed his eyes at John before letting out a roar. He charged at John, slamming into him and then slamming him into the containers along the wall opposite the window. John lost track of Jane as the Krogan pinned him there with one arm.
“Human. Male.” The Krogan growled. John paused, easing his finger off the trigger. “Before you die, I need a name.”
“I’m John Shepard of the Normandy,” John replied and then he head butted the Krogan. The Krogan reared back and roared head butting John in retaliation. John’s head rocked back and then he slowly brought it back with a maniacal grin.
“Thank you sir, may I have a another.” He drawled.
“What the hell happened to you? You weren’t able to do that before!” Jane demanded from behind them.
“Well it looks like you have some reading to do,” John drawled tossing the Official Shepard Rebuilt handbook to Jane. The Krogan looked amused at this byplay as Jane grumbled and flipped through the book.
“Okay let’s see…” Jane mumbled, “cybnertic upgrades…heavy bone weave is 50% less melee damage…heavy muscle weave is 25% more melee damage…heavy skin weave is 10% more health…”
“…well…” the Krogan drawled. “I’m right fucked aren’t I?”
“Right in the down under,” John snarked before kicking the Krogan right in the testicles, making him let out a bellow and drop John to clutch at himself. He heard a scrapping of metal and looked up to see John hefting a large wrench. “Clever girl.”
The wrench impacted the Krogan’s crest with a loud crunch.
Notes:
Toby Note: That’s right, Legion is here folks! Since one Shepard was alive he was trying to contact her. Which means he took the first available opportunity for contact. Told you, shift from canon was gonna start slow and gain speed. Well the snowball was just pushed down the hill.
Belle Note: I am a HUGE Bioware Store fan and whenever I have a few extra bucks, they end up there. I also, loathe the colonist outfit because it looks dull. I always hate how Bioware has all these amazing casual outfits, but never lets you put them on your character. In game I usually put my Shepard in the Science Uniform or the dress Kasumi gives you (yes, there is just something hilarious about the conversations with Garrus in that outfit), so I decided to give my Shepard a different casual outfit. This outfit is based on products you can actually buy from the Bioware Store.
Jane's shirt = https://www.biowarestore.com/apparel/womens/t-shirts/ladies-n7-armour-stripe-black-tee
Jane's pants = https://www.biowarestore.com/apparel/ladies-n7-athletic-pants
Chapter 15: But You're Still With Me in My Dreams
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
Jane and John work together to get Jack onto the team. Maybe Jane has found a new BFF in Subject Zero. A quick detour is required to Donovan Hock's private party and Mr. Gunn and Ms. Berger make a societal splash before leaving with a bang.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: This chapter is dedicated to Jack and Kasumi. Jack is one of the companions I hated when I first recruited her. I was totally disappointed because I thought it sucked that I was stuck with Miranda AND Jack. Then I got to know Jack. Jack is by far one of my favorites, while she cannot compare to Garrus and Tali who are the best companions a girl could ask for, Jack has her own charm. I love redemption stories and helping Jack regain her humanity is one of my favorite parts of Mass Effect. I adore her in ME3 and I was super depressed about not being able to have Jack join the Normandy again. Kasumi is also one of the characters I adore. She is sassy, light hearted, and just funny. I loved Kasumi from the moment I met her on the Citadel and then her story broke my heart. Kasumi embodies bittersweet love, the truth of her and Keiji make it so I can never ask her to do what I know would be safest for her. I love both of these characters because they were so masterfully crafted. Kasumi makes you think her world is all right and fine, while Jack makes you think that she doesn't fucking need you. I also did additional research on both the characters so facts mentioned in this chapter are completely based on their cannon.
Toby’s Note: *cues applause track at the end and watches Belle take a bow after her heart felt thoughts*
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 14: But You're Still With Me in My Dreams
Earth Date: January 22th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, In Transit to Osun
There was a knock at the door and Jane paused. She flipped on EDI's switch.
"Yes, Spectre Shepard?" EDI asked. The AI had learned Jane would turn to her for questions when she turned on the holographic interface in her room.
"Who is at my door?" Jane asked.
"It is Vakarian," EDI said.
"Thank you, EDI," Jane said. "Door, Blasto." The varren happily went to the door and pressed his muzzle against the panel. "Best command I invested in training you on."
"You couldn't be bothered to get up?" Garrus asked and Jane ignored him.
"I'm getting intel on the Purgatory from one of Chirum Leolor's contacts," Jane said and Garrus raised his eyebrows.
"Do you need privacy?" he asked and Jane gave him a look.
"I wouldn't have let you in if I didn't think it would be fine," Jane said.
"Who's that?" the turian on screen asked.
"Turian on the mission with me. Garrus Vakarian, former C-Sec," Jane said, leaving off the vigilante title.
"Castis' boy?" the turian asked and Garrus rolled his eyes as he moved to squat next to where Jane was sitting on the floor.
"Yes," Garrus said before his eyes widened. "Primarch Fedorian, sir!" Jane fought a smirk.
"No need for the formalities, this is an unofficial call anyway," Fedorian said.
"Thank you for speaking with me again," Jane said and Fedorian shook his head.
"The Hierarchy owes you personally after that incident in Mactare," Fedorian said.
"The Hierarchy owes me nothing, the humans and the turians are the two most similar council races when it comes to those situations. Your people would have done the same," Jane said and the Primarch shook his head.
"However, you did it alone," he said. "Enough pleasantries. You want to know about Purgatory and I will tell you all I know."
"I'm sure you already know that it calls itself a maximum security prison, but it is hardly so official," he said with a sneer. "It is a mercenary run slave ship slash torture chamber."
"The Blue Suns own it," Jane said and Fedorian nodded.
"Oh they own it, but they managed to turn what should have been a Spectre task force target into a publicity dream," he huffed.
"What does that mean?" Garrus asked.
"Officially the Purgatory serves as a prison for criminals so heinous and evil that no government wants to deal with them. So they charge the governments a standard protection fee to keep the criminals on board," Jane said.
"It is extortion. If the governments don't pay, the criminals are released in major metropolitan areas...often armed and armored," Fedorian growled and Garrus looked pissed. "The current warden is a turian bareface by the name of Tatasciore Kuril." Garrus looked more pissed.
"Depending how you look at it, the good or bad news is, the Hierarchy rarely pays for prisoners, but some of the turian colonies will," Jane said.
"The main systems stand by the refusal to deal with terrorists, but the colonies cannot afford some of the true scum of our race to be loose on their planets," Fedorian sighed. "Kuril is one of the most worthless and selfish turians I have ever spoken to. He has attempted seventeen times to extort from the Hierarchy since I have been in office. We have given him nothing and taken out the Blue Sun squads delivering the criminal to our worlds each time...thanks to Spectres like your friend, Shepard." Jane shook her head.
"I didn't intend to take out any of the Purgatory thugs," she said and he chuckled.
"Still, the reports we have gotten from spies, defectors, and survivors have all been vile. Massive abuse of prisoners by guards and one another. Female prisoners are always raped, many to death," Fedorian said and Jane worried about Jack. The biotic was a female and had been on the Purgatory for over a year now. A powerful biotic with a history of sexual abuse could not be good. "The guards don't do much to break up fights, if anything, they often encourage it, except for prisoners who are worth money."
"That's the slave aspect," Garrus growled and the Primarch nodded.
"Many prisoners are sold, often to wealthy people who want to get revenge for crimes committed. Sometimes families will ban together and pool money to get that revenge. Other times, the prisoners piss off the guards and are sold to the Batarians. It is ugly, I have petitioned Sparatus four times to have a Spectre task force dedicated to ending Purgatory," Fedorian sighed.
"You would think Sparatus would be for that," Jane muttered.
"He is, but Valern and Tevos vote the idea down, too much interference," he sighed.
"See about talking to both Sparatus and Anderson," Jane said. "The population on Purgatory is becoming human heavy, Anderson may help sway the vote."
"You're not supposed to talk politics, Spectre," Fedorian said.
"This is just a friendly conversation between acquaintances," Jane replied and the Primarch nodded.
"If you get a chance, blow that disgrace up," he said and Jane smirked.
"If they give me a reason, I'll make a flash of light in the darkness of space when I leave," she said.
"Good soldier," Fedorian said before the comm cut.
"The Shadow Broker would kill for that video," Garrus stated.
"I mean it, Garrus, if that Kuril gives me a reason, I will destroy that ship as we leave," Jane growled and Garrus nodded.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked.
"This Jack we are picking up. She's a female. They have a 100% sexual assault rate on the Purgatory. I have no doubt she's been raped by now," Jane said and Garrus looked uncomfortable. "We need to inform John about this. Jack might be a bit unstable."
"An unstable biotic on a ship...I'd say it was scary but I've flown with you for a while," Garrus said and Jane gave him a look.
"I don't particularly care for your attitude change after taking that rocket to the face," Jane said.
"You just don't like that your biotics don't scare me anymore," Garrus said, offering a hand. Jane took it and he helped her from the floor.
"Jack's might," Jane said.
"Jack's better than you?" Garrus asked.
"Every survivor of Jack's biotics has said she is the most powerful human biotic they have ever met," Jane said as they headed out.
"Have they met you?" Garrus asked and Jane smiled.
"Flattery will get you nowhere," Jane replied.
"I'm just saying, you do have a fancy new L5 implant. Does Jack have one of those?" Garrus asked as they headed up to find John.
~*TF*~
“Our collective has intercepted a message from the Dholen System. It has drawn our attention as that system is under control of the Heretic Collective. The message is badly degraded and encrypted with two cyphers. Due to its location and fragmentation our collective has designated it as background priority.” Legion informed John as the Spectre read the data pad Legion had brought him. That brought his attention back to the Geth.
“Well why do-” John was cut off as the door to his quarters chimed, indicating someone wanted entry. “EDI open the doors please.” The door lock shifted to green moments before the doors to his quarters opened, letting Jane and Garrus walk in. “I’ll be with you two in a minute. Now tell me why you’re bringing a fragmented message Legion if your own people have dismissed it as unimportant.”
“Correction, we have labeled it as a background priority. However, it may be a higher priority to John-Spectre due to one of the few words intact and not encrypted being John-Spectre’s name.” Legion stated.
“What’s this about?” Jane asked, shooting them a look that told John she clearly wanted to know about this. John sighed, exasperated. Great, he had to handle this carefully or Jane was going to think he was hiding something from her.
“Legion just brought me a degraded and encrypted message his people received from the Dholen System. Apparently it’s controlled by the Heretic Geth and what they have been able to unencrypt mentions me by name.” John explained offering her the data pad. Jane blinked and took the data pad from her brother.
“I heard that last part.” Jane stated and John rolled his eyes. “Why haven’t you already broken the encryption and restored what you can?”
“Our collective has this scheduled for decryption late next month with routine messages. We routinely receive eight trillion teraquads of data monthly from all of our sensors and monitoring programs. Items such as this are labeled low priority.” Legion explained. John couldn’t help but grin a bit at this. It sounded to him as if Legion was bit defensive.
“Eight trillion teraquads?” Garrus exclaimed, surprised. “Where do you get it all from?”
“Approximately six trillion teraquads are received from the extranet when we download it.” Legion explained. All of the organics seemed to blink and looked at Legion in unison.
“You download the entire extranet? Monthly?” Jane said in a mix of shock and awe. The Geth said nothing for a moment, only the panels on his head shifting a bit.
“Yes.” Legion said simply. John snickered while Jane rolled her eyes.
“This explains so much.” Jane muttered and Garrus just laughed.
“Just give it to EDI for now, Legion,” John replied as Jane tossed the data pad onto the coffee table in the middle of the room. “She’ll do what she can with it during slow times.”
“I have already downloaded the aforementioned message John,” EDI spoke up from her hologram. “The cyphers appear to be new creations. I will dedicate a subroutine to run at all times to try and complete a codex to crack the cypher. This will take some time unless you wish me to dedicate myself to it completely?”
“No that’s alright.” John replied before focusing on the sole Geth platform in the room. “Anything else?”
“Not at this time, John-Spectre. Unless our presence is needed we shall retire to the server room to begin a routine maintenance cycle,” Legion replied, his head panels shifting a bit. John shot a look at Jane who just shook her head.
“Thanks Legion, we’ll talk later.” John stated and the Geth nodded his head before swiftly turning and walking out. As the doors closed behind the platform John waved a hand at the desk next to the couch where a coffee machine rested. “Coffee? I’ve got a dozen or so dextro instant cups too.”
“Didn’t there used to be a computer there?” Jane asked in curiosity as Garrus went to make himself a cup.
“Already have one up there by the bathroom entrance. What do I need a second one ten feet away for?” John replied and Jane shrugged.
“So, John, we came to talk to you about Jack,” Garrus replied. John moved to sit on the couch and Jane took the seat on the other leg of the couch. John said nothing but took his own coffee from the table to take a sip.
“We have concerns with a biotic of her caliber and history being turned loose on the ship,” Jane explained. “She has a history of extreme violence and with the conditions on Purgatory she’s more than likely going to be on a hair trigger.”
“I’m not too worried about what she can do on the ship,” John commented drawing a frown from Jane at his nonchalance about it. “From the dossier besides the violence and biotic power she’s shown intelligence. She’s no hacker but I’m sure she realizes how bad it would be for her to rip things off the ship she’s on.”
“John she’s a powerful, psychologically damaged and unstable biotic,” Garrus retorted, “We need to make sure she can’t do any lasting damage until we find out just how emotional she is.”
“And the dossier doesn’t tell us that,” John said, picking up a separate data pad on the desk as he set his coffee down. “Nowhere in here does it give us a completely psychological work up. All of this is second hand information. What she’s done and how she acted. All of it shows me a person who has been running and fighting all her life. Now we’re going to pick up a harden criminal who has most likely been beaten, raped and God only knows what else.”
“You know about Purgatory?” Jane asked, her voice spoke of approval. John grinned smugly at her.
“I can still read. When I learned about where we were picking up Jack I did some research. Around those filters you were harping about before Korlus.” John added that last bit as Jane’s face closed up, she was hiding her thoughts now. “Give me a little credit Jane. I may have had new eyes implanted but I still know a snow job when I see one. Of course, Cerberus would censor the data I get. Why wouldn’t they, they want to keep their pet Shepard on a leash. Thanks for telling EDI you were removing the cameras and mics from your room. One less room I had to have Mordin remove them from.”
Jane stared and simply crossed her arms before shooting Garrus a dirty look when he let out a bark of laughter.
“I haven’t seen you pout since the SR1,” the Turian commented. Jane glared at him.
“I’m not pouting,” she said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 23rd, 2186 CE
Location: Purgatory, Osun
“Excuse me but what is going on?” John commented as he approached the airlock behind Joker. He found his sister with Garrus and Jacob armed to the teeth. While he wasn’t surprised with their weapons he was surprised that the damn varren of hers was panting by her side. It was also wearing tactical vest with packs near its haunch. Jane was crouched in front of the alien mutt, tightening the harness and checking it over. She looked up at John with an exasperated expression.
“What does it look like? I’m getting Blasto ready.” She stated and John sighed.
“Jane this is literally a purchasing mission. You’re not bringing a varren onboard with space version of canine body armor.” John stated. “I want this go smoothly, not make them think we’re going to take the station by force.”
“Sure.” Jane said, and snapped her fingers at Blasto. The varren became still, watching his mistress intently as John blinked in surprise. “Bed Blasto.” The varren huffed, in annoyance and in a tone very similar to Jane’s own huff of annoyance John thought, and turned around before padding off to head for Jane’s quarters. Jane herself turned and headed for the airlock of the Normandy finished docking.
“I can’t believe she agreed,” John muttered to Garrus as they followed, with Jacob bringing up the rear.
“Wait five minutes, she’ll make you regret that decision.”
“Doesn’t she always?”
~*TF*~
The group boarded the Purgatory, walking down the main entrance the group could see a group of three Blue Suns waiting for them. John led the group with Garrus just behind him; Jane to his right and Jacob taking up the rear.
"Welcome to the Purgatory, Shepards," the turian guard to the front said. "Your package is being prepped, and you can claim it shortly. As this is a high-security vessel, you'll need to relinquish your weapons before we proceed." Garrus hid a chuckle behind a cough and John ignored it.
"We can't do that," he said and for a moment the team prepped for the reaction from the guards. Instead a barefaced turian appeared from the ship. Jane recognized him from the files that she had acquired from the Spectre records. Kuril...the "warden."
"Everyone stand down. Commander, I'm Warden Kuril, and this is my ship. Your weapons will be returned on the way out. You must realize this is just a standard procedure," he said and Jacob flicked his eyes to John.
"It's my standard procedure to keep my gun," John stated calmly. Kuril looked past John at Jane.
"Spectre Shepard has a bad reputation with mercenary groups," Kuril stated.
"To be fair, she's not the only one," Garrus commented with a straight face. Jane fought a smirk.
"I left my varren behind as a sign of good faith," she commented. John restrained a snort at that as Kuril stared at her for a moment.
"Let them proceed. Our facility is more than secure enough to handle four armed guests," Kuril said as he looked over the four. He looked suspicious, but nothing they couldn't handle. "We're bringing Jack out of cryo. As soon as the funds clear, you can be on your way. If you'll follow me to Outprocessing for the pickup, Commander."
"Let's go," John said as they entered the Purgatory. The hallway allowed them to see the interior of the ship. It was clear it was an animal transport ship that was retrofitted to make it into a prison. Kuril looked proud as he turned to look over the area below.
"Cellblock Two. As you can see, we keep tight control over the population. Each prisoner's cell is a self-contained, modular unit. I've blown a few out the airlocks as an example," Kuril stated, his eyes moved to meet John's and then Jane's. It was clear he saw the two of them as the greater threat than Garrus or Jacob. Jane felt pity for the spaced convicts for a second but then remembered some of the crimes she had seen on prisoners the Specters had confirmed were on Purgatory. They were the scum of the galaxy and spacing was probably more merciful compared to some of their crimes. "The ship is made up of 30 cell blocks identical to this one. We house thousands of criminals. We can put the whole place in lockdown on a moment's notice. Nothing goes wrong here."
"Bold claims," Jane stated, she wondered just how strong the Blue Suns' security actually was on Purgatory.
"We know the caliber of criminals we hold and we know the importance of proper security measures," he said. Jane simply looked out over the cell block and wondered how great a loss blowing up the Purgatory would be.
"Can you give me your opinion on Jack?" John asked pulling Kuril's attention from Jane.
"Cerberus hasn't told you?" he asked.
"I know about what she's done, but you've met her. What's your take on her?" John asked and Kuril actually looked concerned. Kuril didn't think much of John and Jane, but feared Jack...curious.
"Jack is the meanest handful of violence and hate I've ever encountered," Kuril said and Jane blinked. She had seen the quality of prisoner on the Purgatory...that's was quite the accomplishment. "Dangerous, crazy, and very powerful. You'll see soon enough."
"How did you end up running this ship?" John asked, a good question that Jane wanted answered.
"I was in law enforcement on Palaven, and got sick of seeing criminals escape out into the galaxy to carry on with their crimes," Kuril said. Jane elbowed Garrus in the side and he snorted and looked away. She wondered why Kuril didn't wear the Palaven marks, choosing instead to be barefaced. Turians didn't trust a turian who didn't wear their colony markings...Kuril should have matched Garrus but instead wore no marks. "Bounty hunters aren't dependable. Eventually I hit upon this idea. Keep the criminals in space and the galaxy is a safer place."
"You do this because you think it's necessary?" John asked, the doubt heavy in his voice.
"Every day I see the worst sapient life has to offer. Governments are soft, unwilling to make the hard choices. Someone had to stand up and make the galaxy safe," Kuril said and Jane elbowed Garrus again.
"Sorry, Shepard, didn't hear you, don't know what you're talking about," he stated as he moved closer to John. Jane was tempted to chase him and remind him about going vigilante like Kuril had, but she suspected her turian friend had gotten the point.
"Maintaining a population this size in space can't be cheap," Jacob commented.
"We can cut corners that governments can't. And each prisoner brings in a fee from his homeworld. These individuals are violent, and their home planets pay well to keep them here," Kuril said and John managed to keep from narrowing his eyes at that. The extortion end of Purgatory that Garrus and Jane had mentioned.
"What happens if the homeworld doesn't want to pay?" John asked.
"We explain that we can't maintain the prisoner without their help so we'll be forced to release him back onto his homeworld. At an unspecified place and time...as well you know," Kuril stated looking at Jane.
"Actually, that incident was an accident. I had no idea that that particular group was on a release mission. I do apologize," Jane said with her most innocent expression. "I was dealing with a different mission and to be fair...your men fired on me first." His eyes narrowed at her.
"You don't have to agree with my methods, but don't question my motives. These are despicable people and I'm keeping them locked up," Kuril stated and Jane nodded.
"I've seen some of the suspects the Spectres believe are on this vessel. I won't say I'm not happy they aren't in the general public," Jane stated.
"Knowing your methods, they should be happy that they're locked up while you are here," Kuril sneered.
"True," Jane said.
"Have there been escape attempts?" Garrus asked, attempting to change the subject.
"We're in space...they have nowhere to go, and they know it. But still, we exercise extreme caution. These are dangerous individuals," Kuril said as they walked. The group could see two prisoners about to fight when a guard used a field generator to capture and separate the two. "We have many ways to control the population."
“Effective,” John commented dryly. Kuril nodded in agreement and stopped as they reached an intersection.
“I'm going to confirm that the funds from Cerberus cleared. Outprocessing is straight down this hallway. Just keep going past the interrogation rooms and the supermax wing. I'll catch up with you later...Shepards.” Kuril commented, and headed down the other hallway. John frowned as Jane came up beside him.
“Something wrong?” she asked and John turned to her.
“The credits should have already cleared a few days ago. I doubt the Illusive Man would delay a payment for something like this,” John commented. Jane inclined her head in agreement and indicated that John began to lead them down the hall. Soon they were passing what looked like interrogation cells and one was occupied with a couple of turians were beating a prisoner while another watched from outside the cell. Garrus slowed down to watch for a moment.
“You don't even get good information that way...after a point, victims admit to anything to make the pain stop.” Garrus commented. John grunted in agreement as Jacob made a sound of disgust.
“Is there something I can do for you?” The guard watching asked them.
“There's no excuse for beating a prisoner who can't fight back.” John commented. The guard just stared at him.
“This is a massage compared to what his victims went through.” The guard replied.
“This degrades you as much as him.” John countered and the guard shrugged.
“We have orders.”
“So you're not important enough to make your own decisions?” John retorted.
“I admit...I sometimes get tired of this. Does this really get us anything useful?” The guard mused and John saw his opening.
“Stop this. For your own sake.” John prompted and the guard sighed.
“Yeah. You're right.” The guard replied before turning in his comms. “Call it off. At least for now.” John smiled smugly and continued down the hall. The group was quiet as they continued before shortly passing another occupied cell.
“Hey! Hey guys, over here. Let me ask you something. If you're buying prisoners, can you buy me?” the man with 780 on his jumpsuit begged. John opened to his mouth to reply but Jane leaned over to whisper to him.
“Be careful. That's Billy Lowenthal, known serial killer with a history of carving his name into his victims.” She hissed. John stopped, considering.
“Sorry not gonna do it. We're here for Jack.” John replied. The man let out a panicked squeak as John led them away.
“Jack? Forget what I said. I don't want to go nowhere with you!” he called after them. John shook his head as they passed the last prisoner.
“I hear the screaming in my head. It's nice. Yeah….” The prisoner crooned.
“If these are the ones who aren’t in super max, I’m worried about what Jack is going to be like,” Jacob commented as they entered the outprocessing room.
“Outprocessing is through the door on the far side of the room.” A technician said, not even looking up from his terminal. John led the group towards the back. So far everything was going well, in fact this might just be the first mission to not…have…any…
John stopped just in front of the door the tech had motioned them too and sighed. The room was empty. There were desk, chairs and equipment stations and none of them were occupied except one lone tech on the opposite side of the room. Jane came up beside John and raised an eyebrow at him. He gestured in front of him with a few hand signal his thoughts. Jane rolled her eyes at him. Definitely Jane speak for “Obviously.” John grumbled as she smacked the door switch and made the doors snap open to reveal an empty cell. Garrus made a disgruntled sound in the back of his throat as Kuril’s voice came out over the room’s speakers.
“My apologies, Shepards. You're more valuable as prisoners than as customers. Drop your weapons and proceed into this open cell. You will not be harmed.” Kuril ordered.
“How much could we possibly be worth to you?” John demanded. “Hell hardly anyone knows about me!”
“Ah but your sister's worth is well known. The Hegemony has a massive bounty offered for her...it triples if she is brought to them alive.” Kuril drawled. John shot Jane a look who shrugged.
“So it’s her fault he double crossed us?” Jacob asked and Garrus shot the Cerberus officer a glare.
“I thought it was a flat rate.” Garrus snapped, not looking away from Jacob who flinched when he noticed.
“It was...until I blew up four more slave ships on the boundary of Hegemony space before taking my vacation.” Jane commented and John ignored her.
“Maybe I can change your mind, Kuril,” John offered.
“Unlikely, there are a lot of zeros at the end of the Hegemony's offer on me.” Jane said.
“That’s not helping”
“Activate systems!” Kuril barked.
“I think that’s a no, John,” Garrus commented just as a wave of mercs and fenris mechs stormed through the doors.
~*TF*~
After they fought their way through the mercs and into the control room, Jacob sealed the doors behind them and the group quickly did a weapons check.
"So, four slave ships?" Garrus asked after a moment.
"Yep," Jane replied as she approached the console.
"If we hack that control, every door on the cellblock opens," Jacob stated as he approached and the group looked at each other.
"It's the only way to get Jack out of cryo," Garrus stated.
"To be fair...the prisoners will help to keep the guards busy," Jane stated and gave John a look. He nodded at her.
"Do it. Be ready. I doubt the prisoners will be discriminating against who they go after," John said. Jane used her omnitool to override the console. The group watched at the window as the cryo chamber was brought up. The woman was half naked and Jane shook her head. John made a surprised sound in his throat.
“Not what you were picturing, John?” Jacob asked, amused at the look on John’s face.
“I expected more criminal-Jane and not so much bald, tattooed and nearly topless.” John commented as Jack began to come too. Jane shot John a glare at the comment.
"That's Jack?" Garrus asked.
"Yeah," Jane said as Jack fully woke up and pulled free from her constraints. "Shit, there are three mechs down there."
"She's toast," Garrus stated before Jack roared and glowed blue. Jane was impressed as Jack rushed the mechs and there was a massive explosion beneath them.
"We need to get down there!" John cried and the group headed for the door. They rushed down the ramps. The ship's computer began putting out the warning as alarms went off.
"Sounds like heavy fighting," Jacob muttered as the sound of explosions continued. The door opened and everyone paused. The three mechs were in pieces and there was a large hole in the wall.
"Damn," Garrus muttered.
"She's good," Jane said with quiet respect, taking in the room and eyeing the hole torn through the wall on the far side of the room.
"Shit. She needs to be careful or she's going to go through an exterior wall," John said and the group quickly went through the hole.
"All guards: restore order! Lethal force authorized! But don't kill Jack! Techs: lockdown! Lockdown!" Kuril's voice called over the loudspeaker.
"Call me crazy, but I don't think lockdown is going to stop Jack," Garrus muttered.
"Sectors Seven, Nine, and Eleven have lost life support. No survivors," the ship's computer reported.
"We need to be prepared for potential spacing," Jane said to John and he nodded.
"Helmets and breathers on, just in case," John said as he removed his helmet from his belt and expanded it. He wasn't getting spaced twice. The group fastened their helmets on and entered a cell block in time to see the cell moving arm collapse.
"This girl is powerful, but she lacks subtlety," Garrus noted.
"Yeah, Archangel was far subtler than this," Jane commented as they began to pass through the room. They reached a bridge and could see a couple Blue Suns and a mech attempting to control prisoners...armed prisoners.
"All prisoners: return to your cells immediately or I'll open every airlock on this ship!" Kuril cried over the loudspeaker.
"I don't think that's going to motivate them to go back," Jacob commented. It was easy to take out the Suns but the mech was less fun.
"Why can't you take out the mech like Jack did?" Garrus asked as Jane ducked for cover.
"I told you she was stronger," Jane said. She saw a form in a prison uniform looking at them from an upper walkway. She took a shot. It ricocheted on the handrail. Bad angle. It didn't matter the form was gone.
"Have you ever really tried?" Garrus asked.
"Not today, Garrus," John chided. He popped up and fired a heavy blast at the mech, causing it to explode. Everyone took a breath before they headed for the door out of this cell block.
"Shepard, the warden has locked down the area behind you. You must find another exit route," EDI reported over the comms to John as they approached a door.
"Warning: power plant damage has led to overload. Core system failures imminent," the ship's computer reported.
"Well, several people don't have to worry about this place anymore," Garrus said as they approached a body. It was riddled with stab wounds.
"This guard got swarmed by prisoners with improvised weapons. He never had a chance," John noted solemnly as he knelt by the body to close its eyes.
"Shows you what kind of people these prisoners are. I don't agree with everything they do here, but it's in the galaxy's best interest," Garrus commented and the two Shepards paused to stare at the turian. "What? That guard kept maniacs away from innocent people."
"They were planning on selling us," John replied as he stood.
"We need to keep going," Jane said, opening the door.
"Lockdown in Blocks Four, Seven, and Eight!" Kuril cried.
"Isn't Block Seven one of the ones that lost life support?" Jacob asked.
"Sector Seven lost life support, sectors might not be blocks," Jane suggested as they entered another cell block.
~*TF*~
As soon as they entered the next cell block a group of Blue Suns opened fire on them from the walkway to the left and overhead. Jane quickly fired off a biotic pull at the struts and with a grunt yanked them out. John shook his head as the mercs screamed and fell to their deaths.
“It’s like none of these mercs have tactical knowledge. I guess they didn’t need it much being prison guards,” John commented. Jacob started to reply when machine gun fire forced the group to dive away. A YMIR mech came stomping towards them. Jane saw John and Jacob were in cover on the opposite side of the main area. A glance to her left saw Garrus beside her. She turned back and whistled loudly. John looked at her and saw the hand signs she flashed him. He nodded and signaled back his acceptance before turning to Jacob and saying something. They let the mech stomp past them as waited. Jane took a breath and then popped up to open fire, Garrus right with her. The mech stopped for a moment before targeting them. As it did John and Jacob opened fire from their cover. The mech seemed to hesitate, its programming trying to determine the larger threat. It was still processing as they blasted it to pieces, sending it crashing to the ground in a smoking pile of circuits.
“These things seem dumber than when I first encountered them,” John said as they regrouped.
“Once you figure out their limitations they don’t pose much of threat,” Jane commented as they approached the exit of this cellblock. They fanned out as Jane worked at the console to override the door lock. No one noticed the human prisoner armed with a shiv hiding amongst a pile of prisoner bodies until the doors opened. He let out a scream and charged the door, straight for Jane. Jane whirled around, her biotics crackling. Just before she could react, John grabbed the prisoner in a choked hold, with one arm and grabbed the back of his head with his other hand.
“Drop the knife, kid,” John snarled. Jane was breathing heavily, surprised she’d almost been jumped. Garrus came over, growling at the kid and as Jane got a better look, it was indeed a human boy, no older than twenty, she figured.
“Fuck you man, I ain’t going back.” He spat, struggling in John’s grip. John’s arm around his throat tightened a bit making him choke.
“Just knock the little bastard out, Commander,” Jacob stated from behind Jane. John appeared to consider it but Jane saw the kid’s eyes widen. She was about to warn John when the kid jabbed up behind him at John’s face with the shiv. The shiv screeched against John’s helmet and Jane realized if he hadn’t been wearing it, he’d have lost his left eye. John jerked at the impact and snarled. Before Jane could say anything his hand on the back of the kid’s head shot to his chin and with a vicious wrench, the kid’s neck was broken. Jane watched coldly as the kid fell to the ground, lifeless.
“Stupid kid,” John grumbled, his eyes sad. “I would have just choked him out but…” John trailed off and shook his head.
“Come on, I think we’re close to Kuril,” Jane said, leading the team into the next room. As they moved into the room they saw Kuril in the back corner, mowing down prisoners with his assault rifle. When he saw them enter the room, he opened fire on them, forcing them to cover.
“You two were valuable! I could've sold you and lived like a king. But you're too much trouble alive. At least I can recapture Jack and your sister's body will still catch a fine price with the Hegemony! You, John, I’m sure someone will pay for what’s left of you!” Kuril snarled.
“I feel like Jack did more damage than we did really.” Jane muttered.
“Not happening!” John shouted out at Kuril. “You're a two-bit slave trader and I don't have time for it!”
“I do the hard things civil governments are unwilling to! This is for the good of the galaxy!” Kuril barked.
“That sounds familiar.” Jane said, giving Garrus a pointed look.
“We don't have time for this discussion.” Garrus said, ignoring the obvious comparison.
~*TF*~
"Jacob and Garrus take the left flank. Jane, cover me as we go right," John ordered and the team nodded. Biotic blue surrounded John as he changed right, the biotic shield covering both Shepards. Jane stayed center, pulling her sniper and aiming at the Blue Suns to the right. She was in cover so Kuril couldn't get her. She popped out a few times to give him shots at her before returning to cover.
Jacob and Garrus took the left side of the cell Block. Jacob using his biotics to make openings for Garrus to snipe as they inched forward.
John felt the world slow before him as he began to make use of his implants. Jane's shots would make the Suns retreat, just in time for John to catch them in his kill zone. His hands moved, dropping clips, slamming new ones into place, so fast John wasn't even aware he had done anything until the gun began to fire again.
"Damn you, Shepards!" Kuril cried. Jane had already destroyed the field generator below, Garrus and Jacob took out the one to the left. John took great satisfaction to taking out the one to the right. "I was protecting so many innocents!"
"Don't act so noble," John growled as he began firing.
"You were not worth this," Kuril hissed before his head exploded in a cloud of blue spray.
"You weren't worth the ammo," Jane stated as she walked up behind John. "We need to go." She put a hand to her communicator. "EDI, is Purgatory going to blow?"
"The power core is beyond repair, it will go into meltdown within two hours," EDI replied.
"Oh, good, I don't have to blow it up," Jane muttered as she looked at John and indicated he lead the way.
~*TF*~
The team approached the airlock they entered...where Jack currently was. They slipped in as Jack began to scream, staring at the Normandy as she did so. She wasn't paying attention as a batarian Blue Sun was rushing her. John took him out with a single shot, making Jack whirl around.
"What the hell do you want?" Jack snarled.
"You're in a bad situation, and I'm going to get you out of here," John said and Jane nearly smacked her faceplate. Jack wasn't a woman to be rescued. This was not going to endear the woman to them.
"Shit, you sound like a pussy," Jack said while pacing like a caged tiger. For someone who was victimized before and probably here, she was wasn't afraid. Jane respected that. "I'm not going anywhere with you. You're Cerberus." Okay, now Jane outright liked her. Another anti-Cerberus teammate would not hurt.
"Why does it matter if I'm with Cerberus?" John asked.
"They've been on my ass for years. Anytime I get free, they put a huge bounty on me. That's why Warden Kuril figured he'd struck gold when he caught me," Jack said.
"You've destroyed Cerberus property and killed Cerberus people. That's why I thought they put the bounty on you," Jane replied.
"Bullshit," Jack sneered and Jane smirked.
"If that's not true, too bad, I've destroyed Cerberus property and killed Cerberus people too, I thought we might become friends," Jane stated sarcastically and Jack gave her a look.
"You show up in a Cerberus frigate to take me away somewhere. You think I'm stupid?" Jack said and Jane shrugged.
"This ship is going down in flames. We can get you to safety, and we're asking for your help," John said.
"We're Spectres. Cerberus hired him to lead on their...mission. The Council paired us up on this case so I'm catching a ride, but I don't trust Cerberus either," Jane said. "I have seen what Cerberus does. I'm using them to get what I want...what do you want Jack?" Jack raised an eyebrow at that.
"What are you offering?" Jack asked, Jane looked at John. She got Jack willing to negotiate, it was his party now.
"Join my team and I'll do what I can for you," John said as he approached Jack.
"Don't make promises you can't keep," Jack warned. "I bet your ship's got lots of Cerberus databases. I want to look at those files. See what Cerberus has got on me. You want me on your team, let me go through those databases."
"I'll give you full access," John said.
"Shepard, you're not authorized to do that," Jacob protested. John shot Jacob a look who scowled but remained quiet.
"You better be straight up with me," Jack said to John, drawing his attention back to her.
"I am," John said.
"So why the hell are we standing here?" Jack asked.
“Let’s go," John said leading the way to the airlock.
~*TF*~
"Where's the quietest place away from people?" Jack asked Jane as they walked into the ship. Jane blinked before thinking as Joker pulled them away from the exploding prison station.
"Do you care if it is meant to be inhabited?" Jane asked and Jack shook her head. "Follow me."
"You fought Cerberus?" Jack asked and Jane nodded as she led the way.
"They tried to abduct me a couple times. Never found out why. The agents always erased their orders," Jane said.
"Yeah, they do that," Jack said. Miranda got off the elevator and stared at the two women.
"Made a new friend, Shepard?" Miranda asked and Jane smiled.
"Got a problem with it, Cheerleader?" Jack asked and Miranda blinked in shock.
"I have," Jane stated as the two got on the elevator. Jane pressed the button and they headed down to engineering.
“Post mission debrief in fifteen minutes,” Miranda said just as the doors closed. Jack shot Jane a questioning look. Jane rolled her eyes, shrugging off Miranda.
"There's an access hub under the main engineering deck. It's mostly access to various systems. Don't scare Gabby or Ken, they're not bad people, but Cerberus has made sure to give them it's best, lying face," Jane said.
"What do you know about Cerberus?" Jack asked and Jane sighed as she crossed her arms.
"I know about genetic testing, biological warfare...some of their eugenics projects," Jane said. "I also know about a couple cases of spying and I have evidence against them for the Quarians and a sabotage plan that went through."
"You came willingly?" Jack asked and Jane looked down.
"I am part of a two-man Spectre team as ordered by the Council. I'm here because of that," Jane lied and Jack looked at her. "That's my story, anything else is classified by Alliance protocol." Jack stared at her.
"Biotic?" Jack asked and Jane nodded. "Bet I can beat you."
"Teach me how to tear through a YMIR mech like you did and I'll let you beat me every day of the week," Jane said and Jack smirked.
"Let me beat you?" she asked and the doors opened.
~*TF*~
John was waiting by the far wall with Miranda, Jacob and Garrus as Jane led Jack into the conference room. Jane raised an eyebrow at John as Miranda came striding towards them as they stopped by the table. John shrugged as Miranda stopped. She looked the former prisoner over with a stern, disapproving look.
“Welcome to the Normandy, Jack. I’m Miranda, John Shepard’s second in command.” Miranda began. Jane snorted at that as she moved to stand next to Garrus and the engineered woman shot Jane a nasty look before turning back to Jack. “On this ship, we follow orders.” At this Garrus coughed to cover up a snicker.
“Tell the Cerberus cheerleader to back off, Johnny-boy.” Jack snarled, looking past Miranda at John. “I’m here because of our deal.”
“Miranda will let you into the system. Let me know what you find.” John said.
“Hear that precious?” Jack said a falsely-sweet tone. “We’re going to be friends. You, me and every embarrassing secret. I’ll be reading down in the hold, near the bottom. Your sister found me a cozy little place, right next to the engine.” Jack turned and strolled out of the room. “Keep your people off me. Better that way.”
Miranda shot John an exasperated look and shook her head, before leaving the room. Jacob sighed and followed her as well. Jane shot John a look.
“Miranda is your second in command?” she asked in an obviously fake questioning tone. John rolled his eyes.
“I’ve been calling her my XO since you came aboard and now you finally noticed? Or cared enough to remember? Anyways I’m not surprised the Illusive Man did that, he did bank roll this project. Besides I think that may change before everything is said and done,” John noted. Jane seemed surprised to hear him say that and Garrus chuckled.
“Any thoughts on that, John?” he asked. John nodded and focused on the Turian in the room.
“Actually yes I have. I don’t suppose-”
“Sorry to cut this short,” Kasumi said, her cloak deactivating as she appeared right in John’s line of vision, making him jump and Jane reach for her pistol. “But something has come up Shepards.”
“Holy shit don’t do that, Kasumi!” John exclaimed. “Knock or something! I thought I told you not to do that after last time!”
“Last time?” Jane inquired, trying to get her racing heart under control, she had nearly shot a teammate unintentionally.
“Sorry He-Shep, I was just doing some recon when you walked in,” the thief said cheekily.
“In my bathroom?” John demanded. Jane and Garrus exchanged a look.
“Welllllll…you do have a better shower than the crew quarters.” Kasumi said, grinning at him. “Nice tush too. I’d give it a nine out of ten.”
“Kasumi the point?” Jane interrupted, not wanting to know about her brother’s anything in the stats department.
“Right well remember that thing I need help with?” Kasumi said. Jane nodded as John grumbled under his breath. “It’s going down in four days and we’ll just barely make it as it is. Soooooo, we gotta go. And I need ya both.”
“Oh God this is going to suck isn’t it?” John grumbled.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, In Transit to Bekenstein
"Have you done this before She-Shep?" Kasumi asked as she applied the artificial tattoo to Jane's face.
"I've been known to do undercover for the Council," Jane said and Kasumi's eyes glittered.
"Oooh," she purred and Jane fought a smile. It was hard not to like the enigmatic thief.
"Sorry, black ops, cannot talk about it," Jane said and Kasumi grinned.
"I bet with a little liquor we can get that tongue wagging," she said.
"So who is this person you are making me up to look like?" Jane asked.
"Omega dancer who made a splash and ran off," Kasumi said and Jane wondered as the tattoo was applied.
"What was her name?" Jane asked, noticing a bottle of black hair dye on the table.
"Elaina Berger, all the space gossip has it that she ran off with one of her turian mercenary clients," Kasumi said and Jane nearly burst out laughing. Of course, Kasumi had probably run a facial recognition program to see if Jane looked like anyone and gotten images from Afterlife's publicity page.
"So you want to set it up that I am this Elaina woman and she ran away with...the person you are making John into?" Jane asked and Kasumi nodded.
"Not too shabby a job either. I took a few of your photographs and altered them to make them more romantic and accurate for appearances," Kasumi said and Jane realized something.
"I hope you appreciate how weird it is that you are essentially turning us into romantic partners when we are twins," Jane stated and Kasumi blinked.
"Twins who are romantic partners...now where have I read that storyline before..." Kasumi hummed before snapping her fingers. "One of my first heists was the original manuscripts for a series of books from Earth. A Song of Fire and Ice I think. I read them all. Pretty good, the last book was probably the best."
"Still weird, Kasumi," Jane said and the thief waved a hand dismissively.
"Don't worry, we won't be staying for the orgy anyway," she said and Jane stared at her. "Just joking, She-Shep." Jane relaxed. "I would never miss an orgy."
"Not funny," Jane replied.
~*TF*~
“Why is it that women always do the makeup thing together when they can?” John muttered as he checked out the datapad specs for the high end hover car Kasumi had somehow acquired for this mission. He felt out of place in the suit Kasumi had given him and insisted he try on. He was waiting for Jane and Kasumi in the mess hall and Garrus was there getting something to eat.
“I don’t know but it’s something that crosses species lines too.” Garrus commented. “Solana did the same thing when she and bunch of her friends came to our house one day and she went over to their homes.”
“How is she doing by the way?” John asked, curious and wanting to catch up. Garrus coughed awkwardly.
“Actually I haven’t spoken to them in like six months. I got so wrapped up in Omega and my team, I kind of…forgot.” Garrus said, looking awkward. John sighed and shook his head.
“Call them after we leave, Garrus.” John ordered. Garrus laughed at that.
“If it was that simple John I’d have done it already. I’m still not sure what to say to my father after Omega. I know he’ll ask when he sees my face.”
John sighed but didn’t know what to say either. He was thankful when the elevator doors opened and in strolled Kasumi in her armor and…John’s eyes widened as he realized the woman with Kasumi was Jane. Jane was in a nice black dress…that matched her now jet black hair hanging around her shoulders. It was styled and framed her face along with tattoo which looked like ivy covering half her face. The color of her skin was darker and as they got closer he saw she had brown contacts in.
“Whoa, who’s that with Kasumi?” Garrus muttered. John shot the turian a look.
“Seriously?” John demanded. Garrus didn’t hear John as he focused on the ladies approaching.
“Hello gentlemen, may I introduce Elaina Berger, former talent from Omega’s one and only Afterlife,” Kasumi stated and Jane twirled some of her new hair around a finger.
“Pleasure to meet you,” Jane said in a voice that sounded different to John. It was similar to Aria’s tone and certainly didn’t sound like Jane.
“Wait…the one that ran off with the turian mercenary?” Garrus asked and Jane batted her eyelashes as she looked Garrus up and down in a predatory way John had never seen her do before. Garrus’ mandibles twitched and he swallowed slightly.
“What can I say?” Jane purred. “I like them tall with a nice fringe. Yours is pretty impressive there, is it true what they say?” Garrus blinked.
“About?” he asked as he leaned forward. Jane got too close for John’s liking.
“About the longer the fringe, the longer you spend in bed?” Jane asked and Garrus laughed nervously before rubbing the back of his neck.
“Well, that’s um…you’ve heard about that?” he asked and Jane smirked as she moved back.
“After all these years, you think I didn’t know, Garrus?” she said in her normal voice and Garrus’ jaw dropped.
“Shepard?” he asked and Jane put on a sultry smirk.
“Good to know you have a soft spot for human women. Has anyone ever told you, you’re a bad turian?” Jane teased and Garrus blinked.
“I…I need to go…calibrations…” he muttered.
“I think with these looks we will be ready to go Sheps,” Kasumi said as Garrus wandered from the mess hall in a daze. John realized he might need to talk to his friend. He seemed conflicted about his sister. Something John needed to straighten out.
“One thing first, Kasumi,” Jane replied. “Mr. Moreau has to answer a few questions…”
“Oh God.” John moaned. “I’ll check out the car. I don’t want to see this.”
~*TF*~
"So, Mr. Moreau, I finally caught you all by your lonesome," Jane purred with her Omega accent as she leaned in the doorway with her makeover. Joker turned to face her and his eyes moved down and then back up.
"Whoa...um...do I know you?" he asked and Jane wondered if this was a joke. Could Joker really not recognize her? Maybe Garrus wasn't pulling her leg in the mess. She put the dancer's sway into her walk as she approached his chair.
"Sure you do...you liked how I gave you orders," She placed a hand on his chair over his shoulder and slowly brought her face down to his. Joker's eyes dipped down to her cleavage. The next line was given in her normal voice. "Then you ran off and I couldn't find you. Time to tell me why you didn't respond to my messages and why John thinks I abandoned you, Jeff."
"Fucking shit, Shepard!" Joker cried and his eyes ripped up from her breasts to her face. "The fuck!" Jane leaned back and crossed her arms under her breasts. Jeff's eyes started wandering back down to the pick-a-boo panel in her shirt and he quickly locked eyes with her. "You...goddamn, that's not fair."
"You'd be surprised how useful that act is for getting answers," Jane said as she walked back to the door. She zipped the jacket she had on up over the peek-a-boo panel. "So...time for a talk, Joker."
"Shit...Shepard...try running that by me again?" he asked and Jane smiled slightly as she shook her head.
"John mentioned to me a while back that you said I abandoned you. I was confused because, you never answered any of my messages to you," Jane said. Joker stared at her. "I swear to God Joker, right after I got command of the SSV Okinawa I put in a request to have you as my pilot." He stared at her harder.
"You're serious?" he asked and Jane pulled up her mail folder on her omnitool.
"June twenty-fifth, eighty four," Jane said as she showed him her omnitool. Joker looked at the two message files. The first was the official response to confirm that Jane was accepting the role of commanding officer of the SSV Okinawa, the second was her request to have Jeff Moreau as her pilot. He stared at the messages before playing on her omnitool for a second.
"These are legit," he said and looked at her.
"EDI can you confirm these messages?" Jane asked and EDI flickered.
"Both messages are legitimate and their time stamps are accurate," she said and Joker blinked. He went into Jane's inbox, he flicked through the messages until her got to a couple different dates in eighty-four. He did the same in the trash. He attempted a message retrieval and found nothing.
"I tried writing you several times when the Alliance grounded me, you...you never got any of my messages," Joker said, he stared up at Jane. She placed a hand on Joker's shoulder.
"Someone is messing with us. They targeted you and they targeted me," Jane said, her eyes flickering to EDI's display. Joker's eyes narrowed. "However, we have met up again and when you get tired of the comfy private sector, I still want you as my pilot on the Okinawa," Jane said.
"I thought you weren't the type to snake talent," Joker stated, his eyes serious.
"I don't snake soldiers off of other Alliance crews. But this is a Cerberus crew and when we save the galaxy a second time...I'm drafting you, Flight Lieutenant," Jane stated and Joker blinked.
"Sure you don't want to seize command of this ship for the Alliance?" he asked.
"This ship is Cerberus property," EDI broke in. “Officially registered to John Shepard.”
"That's right," Jane said as she stood up. "We good, Jeff?" He nodded.
"Sure thing, Shepard, I have a lot to think about knowing that you thought I ghosted on you," Jeff said and Jane smiled.
"To be honest, I thought you were mad at me," she said and he stared at her in shock.
"I'm the one who got..." he didn't expect her to put a hand over his mouth.
"Joker, it was never your fault. I would have done the same damn thing if I had been on the Normandy that day. You did not cause nor were you a reason for what happened that day. If I ever find the ones that were, I have a whole lot of new ways to kill a person to show them," Jane said as she got up. "We're good, Joker, now stop pretending that if you hold still I can't see you when I get on and off the SR2."
"Yes, ma'am," Joker said and Jane honestly smiled.
"I'm not the one in charge on this ship," she said and Joker grinned at her.
"You could easily command me if you wear that outfit like you were before," he said with a wink. Jane laughed and nodded.
"With great bosom comes great responsibility," Jane said.
"I could help you hold those if your back gets tired," Joker said and Jane gave him a look. "Too far?"
"Too far," Jane said as she headed out. She highly suspected that Cerberus was the one to divide her and Joker. Clearly they wanted him for the SR2, but was that the only reason?
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 26th, 2186 CE
Location: En Route to Donovan Hock's home, Bekenstein
John was driving the car while Jane sat in the passenger seat, Kasumi was in the back looking pleased with herself. The two did make a dashing pair, it still made both Shepards just a little uncomfortable to be playing a romantic couple.
"You clean up well, Mr. Solomon Gunn and you really do look stunning, Miss Elaina Berger," Kasumi said with glee. "Hock won't know what hit him."
"So, we're Solomon Gunn and Elaina Berger as our cover," John said.
"You run a small but talented band of mercs out in the Terminus Systems. Precisely the type of person Hock respects," Kasumi said as she pulled up digital files that showed off a whole history for Solomon Gunn. "I took the liberty of giving you a reputation. Papers, witnesses, article in Badass Weekly." The articles changed to the ones for Elaina Berger, Jane recognized a few as reviews for Afterlife. She was both embarrassed and sort of proud of the five stars. "Elaina was easier. Well known dancer who made a scene at Afterlife for a couple months. Rising up the dancing world. She vanished the same night as a mercenary client of hers." Jane couldn't remember that. "A sordid romance between a human dancer and a turian mercenary, a bunch of gossip columns ran with the story for weeks." Jane nearly laughed. Kavic Velius was the turian Spectre on the Omega Team. He had been a regular client for all the Spectre dancers. Her picture as Elaina came up and John blinked.
"No wonder you chose that background," John muttered. "She looks a lot like Jane. I would have mistaken her for Jane."
"Creepy," Jane managed to sound serious when she wanted to laugh. "Anything we should know?"
"Just don't start talking business with him, and you'll be fine," Kasumi said.
"What kind of a man is Hock?" John asked.
"Hock's a weapons dealer and smuggler. He killed my partner and stole his graybox. Other than that, he's not so bad. Rich, charismatic, willing to crack open a man's skull to get at the neural implants inside," Kasumi said and for a moment Jane saw something in Kasumi's face. Keiji was important...more than the casual teammate.
"I take it we are wearing these getups for a reason," John said.
"You'd look really out of place at a society party in armor, don't you think," Kasumi said. "You both look great. You should wear this stuff more often."
"I would think an Omega dancer wouldn't be invited to a society party," Jane said.
"Actually there are four others on the list," Kasumi said and Jane worried. "Two are now wives to other attendees and two were hired for the party as escorts for the same man."
"What are the details for this job?" Jane asked.
"You both have been waiting patiently. Our friend Hock is throwing a party for his closest friends. A couple dozen of the worst liars, cheaters, and mass murderers you'll ever want to meet, all bringing gifts as tribute to the man himself," Kasumi said. Images of guests, the home, and many other details played across the hub. "Our tribute is a lovely statue of your old friend Saren, rendered with loving detail and filled to the brim with our weapons and armor. You can keep your pistols, as long as they're concealed. They won't hassle you over a sidearm."
"Once inside, we'll make our way to Hock's vault door, somewhere in the back of the ballroom. Then we case the security and start peeling away the layers. The statue should be there waiting for you to crack it open and arm up. Then we just waltz into the vault and take back Keiji's graybox. And I'll finally get a chance to say goodbye," Kasumi said and Jane nodded.
"You've worked really hard on this. Keiji must have meant a lot to you," Jane said. John gave her a look, Jane nearly blushed. She knew she could be a bitch, but she still had a heart.
"Was I that obvious. Keiji's graybox holds a lot of priceless, personal memories. It's all that remains of who he was," Kasumi said. "But the secret he discovered is dangerous. I wouldn't bring you both here if it wasn't."
"What's in the graybox that makes it so dangerous?" John asked.
"The graybox holds Keiji's memories. Everything from all the codes and plans he stole to ...all the time we spent together. Wrapped up in those memories is the secret he stole. Keiji never told me what it was, but the information got him killed," Kasumi said and Jane reached back and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"We're almost there," she said, looking at John.
"This ought to be interesting," he said, giving Kasumi a kind look.
"That's what I'm going for," Kasumi said with a grin.
~*TF*~
“This is our stop. After you, Mr. Gunn, Ms. Berger. I'll stay out of sight and stick with you the best I can.” Kasumi said as the doors began to open. John stopped her from getting out as they did.
“Cloak, now.” John ordered. “It’s better if you’re not seen at all.”
“I love it when you get all ordery He-Shep,” Kasumi quipped before cloaking. John shook his head as Jane chuckled. John sighed and closed the doors after a moment of fishing around in the car and handing Jane a purse. He held his arm out to her, and when she slipped her arm into his, he led the way to the entrance. He eyed the statue of Saren impassively but Jane kept a happy, vapid expression on her face.
“Just one moment, sir. There seems to be an issue with the statue.” A merc in black armor said, checking his omni-tool scan. John felt Jane’s hand tighten on his arm and turned to the man approaching them. He fit Kasumi’s description perfectly. This was Donovan Hock.
“Is there a problem here?” Hock demanded.
“No, Mr. Hock. Just doing a scan.” The guard replied. Hock eyed the statue for a moment and extended a hand to John.
“I don't believe we've met. Donovan Hock.” Hock introduced himself. John shook his hand, doing his best to smile as he did so.
“I've heard a lot about you. Name's Solomon Gunn. This is my companion, Elaina Berger.” John said, gesturing to Jane after he finished shaking Hock’s hand.
“And I have heard a lot about you. Both of you.” Hock mused, glancing at John before focusing his eyes on Jane. “You've been very busy lately, if the extranet is to be believed Mr. Gunn. And you, my dear, were supposed to have vanished over a year ago.”
“Some of us get out of the limelight so that we can share it with the one we love.” Jane simpered and John barely kept himself from rolling his eyes.
“Sir, the scanners aren't picking anything up.” The guard said as he finished his scan.
“Hmm, I don't think our guests would come all the way here from Ilium just to cause trouble. Do you? You may pass through, Mr. Gunn, Ms. Berger, with my apologies.”
“No problem. You're the host.” John said happily as Hock turned to go back inside.
“Enjoy the party. “ He called out behind him.
“Time to mingle Sheps. We'll keep radio contact in case something goes wrong.” Kasumi told them over the comms. John sighed but resolved himself before leading his sister into the lion’s den.
~*TF*~
“Very nice. There's more here than I expected.” Kasumi mused a few minutes later at the vault entrance they found laughingly easy. “Give me a moment Sheps.” John grunted as Kasumi scanned the vault to figure out exactly what they needed to get inside. He couldn’t help his eyes drifting over to the Saren statue.
“His name was added to the memorial of Spectres. I made sure of it.” Jane said, coming up from behind John. He glanced at her. “I may have fought him and hated him, but he was still a Spectre, even if Sovereign got him at the end.”
“I’m surprised you did that for Saren.” John commented. Jane scoffed before moving away.
“It was the last thing my brother requested of the Council, I was damn sure to see it through.” Jane snarked and John winced. He’d actually forgotten for a moment that Jane thought he was an imposter.
“Password protected voice lock. Kinetic barrier. DNA scanner - looks like an EX-700 series. Everything a vault needs to be impenetrable.” Kasumi called over to them, turning to face the Shepards as she read her omnitool.
“This going to be a problem?” John wondered.
“Please. Remember who you're talking to.” Kasumi said, smugly. “We'll need to get a voice sample for the voice lock. I recommend Ms. Berger chat up Hock for that. We'll have to find a password, too. DNA? Child's play. We should find plenty of DNA samples in Hock's private quarters. And the barrier? Cut the power. Never fails...if we can find it. Keiji could get through a system like this in his sleep. And I'm better. Let's get to it.”
“The security room will probably have the password.” John mused as they left the vault room entrance.
“You two can cut the power and get the password while I'll chat up Hock for the voice sample.” Jane said, strolling away.
“You may need to be a distraction while we raid Hock's rooms, probably an additional security force behind the scenes.” Kasumi noted over the comms. “John you’re close to the panel right now. I can guide you through it.”
“Fire away Kasumi.”
“Did I ever mention I love it when you get all leader-y He-Shep?” Kasumi quipped. “Okay, here’s step one…”
~*TF*~
Jane pulled her persona from Omega around her and began to walk towards Donovan Hock with the grace her training had given her.
"All you need to do is keep him talking long enough for me to get a voiceprint," Kasumi said over Jane's ear piece. Hock looked at her and she smiled at him with her best dancer's sultry look.
"Ah, Ms Berger, where has your escort gone?" Hock asked and Jane looked over her shoulder.
"Oh, Sol? He's admiring your artwork. Art just isn't my thing really," Jane said and Hock looked at her.
"Some people just don't understand it," Hock said in a superior tone and Jane laughed.
"Oh I understand it, but why make it, when you could be it," Jane purred as her biotics flickered over her skin like light through water. Hock's eyes followed the show and several of the guests were impressed.
"You really are Elaina Berger," Hock chuckled and Jane blinked as her biotics continued to flicker.
"You doubted it?" she asked and he nodded.
"I thought you were someone else, but you are the dancer from Omega," he said and Jane smiled as she slowly let the biotics filter away down her body, like she was stepping out of water.
"Have you seen me dance before?" she asked and he shook his head.
"No, I saw the video Afterlife produced of talented dancers. You were one of them," Hock said, his eyes played over Jane's body, not unlike Joker's, but far more malicious.
"I'm sure all of us would love to hear the truth about your disappearance," a salarian purred and Jane smiled flirtatiously.
"I would hate to bore my host, especially when he seems more concerned about security," Jane said and Hock shook his head.
"I'm sure with your relationship with Mr. Gunn you know how it is in our line of work, we attract a certain element. Few understand the pain we take to keep the barbarians at bay," Hock said offering his arm and Jane took it as he turned to walk the room, gesturing with his hand holding his drink. "People these days want comfort, entertainment, love. They don't see that the galaxy is fragile. They only have to worry about simple luxuries. Why? Because people like me...like Mr. Gunn...are doing the terrible things that keep the galaxy spinning. This party is for us. The cleaners. The support structure for the galaxy's gleeful delusions of peace. May there always be a market for the things we do." He took Jane's hand and kissed the back. She smiled at him.
"I said get him talking, and you got him talking," Kasumi chuckled. "We got enough of a voice sample. Keep him distracted, me and your bro are almost inside the security room."
"Go ahead, Ms. Berger, tell us your tale," Hock said and Jane smiled flirtatiously.
~*TF*~
“Let me unlock that security room door for you. There we go. Ready when you are.” Kasumi said as she decloaked right next to John. John didn’t even have time to roll his eyes as the doors swung open.
“Hey, you can't be back here.” A guard shouted, surprised.
“Take-” the other guard was cutoff as John put a round through his throat with his silenced pistol and Kasumi quickly took out hers.
“Nice shot, He-Shep,” Kasumi mused, strolling in. John smirked at her.
“I’m just glad I insisted on silenced pistols,” John noted, holstering his side arm. “What idiot would go on a stealth missions without one?”
“Hmm. I have a few ideas about that.” Kasumi drawled, “Anyway, see what you can find.” John began going through datapads, looking around. He vaguely heard Jane’s banter with the party guests and Hock as he did. He found what they were looking for in the fifth data pad.
“Ah ha!” John exclaimed.
“Got something?” Kasumi inquired and John nodded, handing her the pad.
“The password is Peruggia.” John noted, smugly.
“Huh. That's the name of the man who stole the Mona Lisa. Nice. I tapped their communications. I think we can get past the private-room guard. Tell him Chief Roe sent you.” Kasumi explained before activating her cloak.
~*TF*~
“Sorry, Mr. Hock's private rooms are off-limits without security clearance.” The guard growled as John approached.
“But I have clearance to go in.” John exclaimed, pretending to be surprised. The guard shared that look.
“On whose authority?” he asked suspiciously.
“I have authorization from Chief Roe.” John said smugly.
“Okay, one second.” The guard replied, before turning on his comms. “Chief Roe? Samuels. Have you given access authorization to Mr. Hock's private rooms?”
“They have access, Samuels.” John heard Kasumi growl, making him smile. “Now stop bothering me!”
“Got it. Sorry to bother you, ma'am. Okay, you're cleared to go in. Enjoy the party.”
“Thank you,” John replied, moving past the man. He just hoped they could find the DNA samples Kasumi needed.
~*TF*~
"Goddess, you were dating Archangel?" the asari said and Jane shook her head.
"He wasn't Archangel then, just Longinus, a burned out law enforcer. He would come and spend time watching me dance when he got leave. Sweet guy, funny too, but then he got the idea to do what he did," Jane said and she shook her head. "I told him it was stupid, I mean, it was a suicide mission on Omega. I gave up dancing to try and get him to give it up. I even left Omega. It worked for a while, we played house in the Terminus, you know how it goes. People will pay good money for trustworthy security."
"So you left him when he headed back to Omega?" the salarian asked and Jane nodded.
"He got hit by a Blood Pack squad, lost most of his team. Sent him over the edge. I knew that way of life was going to get him killed. I didn't have it in me to go back to Omega, but it didn't matter. I was looking for work and then Sol showed up. He had seen me dance on Omega. He knew who I was and he told me Longinus was a fool for choosing revenge over me. Who needs a knight in shining armor when you have a man willing to kill for you, am I right?" Jane said flippantly and several of the women giggled while the men chuckled.
"Women like you are rare, Ms. Berger," Hock said in a purring tone and Jane smiled at him as she saw John.
"Sorry, Mr. Hock, but I already have the man I want doing my killing for me," she said. "Excuse me." Jane walked over to John and took his arm. It was weird to press her body against him, but they needed to look legit.
"Time to crack that vault," Kasumi whispered in their ears and they moved to corner.
"Not too fast," Jane said as she pulled John into a corner, making it look like he pushed her against the wall.
"I don't like this," John said, looking uncomfortable.
"I know you don't like an audience," Jane purred. "Did you have fun?"
"We got what we needed," Kasumi whispered.
"Rather boring," John replied.
"No one will see us on the steps," Jane said.
"Good show, Ms. Berger, Hock is looking away now," Kasumi said and John nodded. The group went down the stairs as soon as they were out of sight, Jane pulled away from John.
"How often have you done something like this?" John asked as Kasumi de-cloaked and moved to the door.
"Black ops, cannot tell you," Jane said as they entered the vault.
"That got it. The barrier's down," Kasumi said as she approached the voice panel and John began placing the DNA sample into the scanner. The systems turned green and welcomed Mr. Hock. The elevator doors opened and Jane wondered if it wasn't just a little too easy.
"I'll check for security cams. Go ahead and get dressed," Kasumi said. John pressed a panel on the podium. A panel opened and two trays with armor came out and went to either side. One was Jane's and the other was John’s. A third tray came out and stayed in the middle with their weapons. Jane began putting on her lower armor under the dress, she ignored John at first. He removed his suit top and the dress shirt, with only the undershirt Jane could see the scars.
The pattern of scarring was horrific. Here and there was the glow of a cybernetic implant beneath the flesh. A strange ridge in the flesh here and there. It confused Jane at first until she realized. Fissures. They were fissures where gas within the body had ripped out of blood vessels and flesh into the vacuum of space. Jane turned away. John had been spaced. She had never seen him without a uniform on before...but John had been spaced. Jane continued putting on her armor.
The thought repeated in her head again and again. My brother was spaced. This John was spaced. Those weren't faked. Those were real. It's John. She froze, no, she had to be certain...but...she closed her eyes and took a breath as she removed the dress. She was armored to the waist.
"Was that from Dirake?" John asked and Jane blinked as she got out of her thoughts. He had put his lower armor on over his dress pants. She looked over her shoulder to see him pointed at a scar on her back. It was a slice that went from the bottom of her left shoulder blade under her bra to her lower right ribs.
"No," Jane said as she turned her thoughts from the hope that John was her John to the dark memory of that scar.
"Black ops?" John asked and she shook her head.
"Batarian slaver," Jane said. "Got into a bad situation where I had to either take a hit or risk a batarian setting off the kill command for the implants. Took the hit."
"I hope you killed him," John said and Jane gave him a look.
"That was the mission where they started calling me the Terror of the Hegemony," Jane said.
"What happened?" John asked.
"You want to hear my side?" Jane asked and John nodded. "After we get back to the Normandy."
The elevator went down.
~*TF*~
“So this is Hock's vault. Very nice. This scanner will hone in on the graybox. It's not far.” Kasumi said, activating a device on her omnitool that began to ring out with the most annoying beeping. As Kasumi led them to the graybox John couldn’t stop staring at Lady Liberty’s head. He’d read enough about the theft but still to see it like that…
“I’m making a note to send a little letter to a few of my Spectre friends who I know would like to see some of this art returned to the museums they belong in.” Jane commented to John who grunted in approval. His attention was brought back to Kasumi who squealed in joy. John hurried over to her.
“That's a Kassa Locust. No, THE Kassa Locust! The gun that killed two Presidents. Gorgeous. It even comes with a perfect copy, too. I'm sure Hock won't mind if we borrow these.” Kasumi gushed, looking to John with hope. John just chuckled and waved it away. Kasumi let out a happy cry and scooped them up, jostling something else on the table.
“What’s this?” John asked, picking up a combat knife on the same table the Locusts had been on as Kasumi armed herself with the replica and let the original stick to her back with her armor’s magnetic clamps. He unsheathed it and the area around them filled with the sound of a faint hum, barely a whisper loud. Jane smiled, her eyes practically glowing.
“That is a Progressive blade. Its laser sharpened down and mass effect fields make the blade vibrate. It’s supposed to cut through shields, armor and even most barriers like butter.” Jane said, eying the blade hungrily. “They cost about a million apiece. So I ca-”
“Mine.” John said, cutting her off and quickly sheathing the blade before strapping it to his armor. He purposely ignored the look Jane was shooting him as Kasumi moved a bit further down the table.
“Oh my god. There it is!” Kasumi cried picking up the graybox.
“Don't bother, Ms. Goto. It's codelocked.” Hock’s voice boomed throughout the room. John jerked up and stared in disbelief as a huge hologram of Hock’s head. “I had a feeling that you were involved. I knew if you were, you'd get through.”
“You know me. I don't like to disappoint.” Kasumi retorted, slipping the graybox into a pouch on her back.
“I need what's in your graybox, Kasumi. You know I'm willing to kill you for it. I'll admit your skills are impressive. You got into my vault like I'd left it open. But you're still going to die, screaming, just like your old friend.” Hock snapped.
“Let's see you try. This is where your special skills come into play, Shepards.” Kasumi called as mercs swarmed into the room
“The hologram was a bit much, don’t you think?” John noted as he took cover. “Think you could seduce him Jane and get him to call off the guards?”
“Shut up and shoot!” Jane replied.
~*TF*~
It was one continuous fight. From the trophy room down the exitway, they were hounded by mercs and mechs. A team had finally been able to stop them in their tracks with a YMIR mech. The YMIR fired at the team and Jane put up a barrier, keeping the team safe.
"Good catch!" Kasumi cried before cloaking and Jane dove behind a vehicle as John blew the mech's head up. The group was in cover as the mech exploded. Jane pulled her sniper and began clearing the way up a head.
"Cover me!" John cried.
"If I don't kill them all before you get your ass down there," Jane called after him. Another head went up in a bloody cloud.
The team moved from room to room, blowing up walls when the need existed.
"How big is this man's basement?" John groaned as they killed the last mercenary in the room.
"He is a major arms dealer...so God knows," Jane huffed as she quickly reloaded her sniper.
"We should be close," Kasumi said, just as they exited onto a transport dock.
"Wow, he stores and ships from home...convenient," Kasumi stated as they exited slowly. It was empty.
"Too easy," Jane said as the hum of an engine approached and a gunship appeared with Hock in the pilot's seat.
"Incoming! Get down!" John cried and the three ducked behind crates. "Where's Garrus when you need him?" Jane looked over the crate and avoided the fire.
"Better choice to leave him behind. Last time we faced a gunship he succeeding in catching a rocket with his face. I’d rather not repeat that," Jane stated, putting up a barrier.
"Good point," John called back.
"You could have done this the easy way, Goto. Allow me to show you the hard way," Hock shouted. Platforms began to come up with mercenaries on them.
~*TF*~
"I got Hock!" John cried out, opening fire on the gunship, making him veer away.
"We'll take the troops," Jane stated as she pulled the sniper and began taking out the foot soldiers.
"Oh, I'm in the way. Got it," Kasumi quipped before going cloaked. Jane focused on shooting, every now and then throwing a merc off the platform with a well aimed throw. As she ducked for cover to reload she heard a blood curdling scream from her right. She glanced that way and saw a merc had jumped the barrier John was behind but he had stabbed the merc in the chest with his new knife. The merc was withering in the ground by John’s feet as John popped up to blast another with his shotgun. Jane then felt her blood run cold as John…reacted like John did. She saw him drop his shotgun into his free hand and yanked his assault rifle free with his right hand. As he aimed and fired with his right hand his left snapped his shotgun to his back.
No one else did that. Jane had teased him about it in N-school. He’d blushed and took the ribbing from her and their team in good stride but he kept doing it. No one else could even imitate it. It was such a nuanced, unique…oh God, oh God, oh God. The scars, the way he talked, the way he moved…John?
“Kasumi!” John called in surprise, reaching down to yank his blade free before vaulting over his cover and charging down the way. Jane snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head. She turned and focused down the field. Kasumi had decloaked to take down a merc but the merc’s partner had anticipated it and hit Kasumi. The plucky thief was staggered and her shields, already weaker than a straight up fighter, were going fast. John ran up, spraying a merc with his assault rifle, sending him to the ground. John got to Kasumi just as her shields fell, wrapping her in his arms, and covering her as the bullets hit him instead. His shields took the impact as he dragged her to the ground. Jane aimed and took out the last merc, turning his head into mist.
“Thanks John,” Kasumi said, gasping for breath. John just shot her a cocky grin as he leaned against the barrier. He moved to peek over and see what the situation was when he realized Kasumi hadn’t moved away from him.
“Ah, Kasumi, I need a little space here.” He said, looking at the thief in amusement. He actually saw her blush under her hood and she moved away, before cloaking.
“But you’re all big and cuddly!” Kasumi quipped as she moved away. “Like a big, deadly gun wielding teddy bear!” John just shook his head and looked over the barrier. Just in time as the gunship came roaring back from under the platform.
~*TF*~
“What did you tell your friend, Kasumi? That you're doing this for love?” Hock shouted, opening firing again. Teams of dead mercs lay on the platform as the ship hovered above them.
"Even if you escape, I'll scour the galaxy for you!" Hock cried and Jane felt pretty sick of him.
"If I can get to the ship, I can take down the shields!" Kasumi cried.
"Ever been tossed up by a biotic?" Jane asked and Kasumi grinned.
"No, but I like how you think," she said as another group appeared.
"Careful, men. I want to keep her pretty face intact," Hock chuckled.
“I got them, focus on Hock!” John shouted, moving past them women and taking cover just in front of the mercs. He opened fired a moment later stopping the mercs from getting close.
"Which one do you think he was talking about," Kasumi asked.
"Probably you," Jane suggested.
"I need a clear path to the gunship, Shepards," Kasumi cried.
"On it," John roared as he riddled a charging merc with bullets. Jane got into a stable position and cupped her hands.
"I'm ready!" Jane cried as Kasumi ran at her.
"Got a clear shot!" she said and Jane set her hands like a normal foot up. Timing was key as Kasumi's body was over Jane's hands, she threw the thief into the air. The ship moved right where they needed it and Kasumi landed like an acrobat. Her omnitool flared and it almost looked like she gave a head nod at Hock before leaping away. Jane was impressed as Kasumi landed in a straddle position. "Shields are down! Let's tear that thing apart." John and Jane shared a look before Jane threw a warp at the ship.
"Do what you like to this gunship. I have a squadron of them," Hock cried and Jane smirked as John began firing his heavy weapon. Jane threw warp after warp before drawing her pistol and firing on the mercs.
"He is asking for it," John cried.
"Too late to get out of this alive, Kasumi," Hock cried as he brought his flaming ship back up. Jane took cover and threw another warp at Hock. As his ship exploded she felt satisfied.
"Looks like he was right about that," Kasumi quipped and Jane nodded. The Cerberus shuttle from the Normandy came in for a landing.
"Only twenty minutes later than necessary," Jane sighed as she put her weapons away.
"On the plus side...Hock is dead," Kasumi added and John nodded.
~*TF*~
The three were in the back of the shuttle. John was at the controls for monitoring Kasumi. Jane took the graybox and Kasumi pulled up her VR interface. Jane inserted the graybox. On the screen the image of a Japanese man appeared. Keiji.
"Kasumi. If you are seeing this, it's because I'm dead. The information we found is all here. It's big, Kasumi. If the Council ever got wind of this...the Alliance could be implicated," Keiji said.
"I feel guilty," John said as they watched and Jane gave him a look.
"We are part of the Council now, we need to know too," Jane said.
"Kasumi, I...I encrypted the information to keep it safe. And I uploaded the encryption key to your graybox, so no one could get the whole package. But if I'm dead, and if anyone knows about this...then I've made you a target, my love. I'm so, so sorry," Keiji said and Jane felt sorrow. They truly loved one another. Keiji died and in trying to protect the Alliance, he risked the person he cared the most about.
"Keiji," Kasumi whispered in a tone that Jane felt the pain in. A memory of Kasumi and Keiji was playing. Jane turned away.
"I thought we need to know," John said.
"Know...I don't think we need to watch," Jane said and he nodded as he looked away from the screen as well.
"I know you, Kasumi. You'll want to keep these memories forever. But you don't need some neural implant to know I'll always be with you," Keiji said and Jane knew where he would go next. "Please, Kasumi. Destroy these files. There's nothing more I can do to protect you."
"I...I can't do that! This is all that's left!" Kasumi cried and Jane closed her eyes at the anguish in Kasumi's voice.
"Goodbye, Kasumi. I love you," Keiji said. They were all silent for a moment before Kasumi's VR interface dropped.
"Is there any way we can just destroy the information?" John asked. Good, both of them wanted to let Kasumi keep Keiji's memories.
"No. Keiji's a master at encrypting files. He laced the information into his memories. You can't get one without experiencing the other," Kasumi said before looking at Jane. Jane shook her head and smiled.
"You could place an Udell self-destruct program into your graybox," Jane said and Kasumi blinked.
"You know about that?" she asked and Jane shook her head.
"I looked up grayboxes when we first met. I know that some of the most serious users automatically put it in there, but it is considered overkill," Jane said.
"What's an Udell self-destruct program?" John asked.
"Insurance," Kasumi said before looking at Keiji's graybox. "It is a program that monitors my life signs. If my heart stops for over a specified amount of time, it wipes my graybox clean."
"That sort of destroys the purpose of a graybox for some of the users, so it's not a standard program in the graybox," Jane said.
"That's not a bad idea," John said.
"It's a double edged sword," Jane said.
"If I set the time too short, if my heart is restarted, I'll essentially have no memory and be as blank as a new born baby," Kasumi explained. "If I set the time too long, I could be put on life support and my files could be accessed."
"If that graybox is that important to you, keep it," John said. "Just make sure you're ready to live with the consequences."
"I am. I'll stay off the grid. No one will know I exist. Maybe I will install an Udell," Kasumi said and Jane nodded as she placed the graybox gently into Kasumi's hands.
"This is yours," Jane said as they began docking with the Normandy.
~*TF*~
"Letter to the specified Spectres has been sent and received," Hick-John said from his VI console. Jane was finishing cleaning her weapons when her door chimed.
"Thank you, Hick-John. Blasto, door," Jane ordered and Hick-John flickered off. The door opened and John entered. Jane looked at him from the floor.
"You said you would talk about what happened with the Batarian slaver," he said and Jane indicated the floor. He sat down across from her and she looked out the window.
"I assume you looked it up," Jane said and he shook his head.
"You did a lot of missions, some of them overlapped. I didn't notice the one that was marked 'the time Jane became the Terror of the Hegemony,'" John said. Jane nodded.
"An elementary school on the Citadel got permission to do a month long tour of a colony. Thirty students, five asari, seven salarians, nine humans, and nine turians ranging from eight to ten...or the asari and salarian equivalents. Two adults for each race. On the way back they got hit," Jane said as she stared out the window.
"Shit," John growled at the thought of children in Batarian hands.
"Both turian chaperones died first with one asari, killed in the taking of the ship. The other asari and one human were killed during the implant surgeries," Jane said. "I made it to the ship as it was getting close to Batarian space. The Okinawa used tethers and I slid down one to get to the ship. It was easy to slip in with a few programs Spectres use for overriding doors. Batarian codes are notoriously easy for those programs. Got on. Got to the bridge. I executed the pilots and left a drone which slowly changed the ship's trajectory. I was picking off the crew when I got to the hold." Jane's face was gone to the cold, killing gaze. Her eyes were glistening with tears. She glanced at John. His face was blank, taking it all in. But Jane saw something in them. Something she had hoped to see.
"I opened the door and I saw them. Caged by species. Their little heads shaved and bandaged. The salarians were shaking like puppies. I killed the processor. It was too quick for what he had done to them. I used another drone to free them and get them to the shuttle. They barely fit. I was getting ready to blow the wall when two batarians appeared. One ran for the implant override while the other ran at me. I had two choices, engage or beat that son of a bitch to the override panel," Jane said. "I went for the panel of course. I wasn't going to let them blow the heads off of those children. I would be dead before I let that happen. I made it and transferred a code Tali made me to keep those bastards from using that panel ever again. I managed to throw the one into the wall hard enough to keep him down, but the second pulled a turian talon, apparently stolen from one of the chaperones to slice. If he had stabbed I wouldn't be here. But bastard wanted to take me alive. One of the salarians had opened the shuttle and shot the bastard. I opened the hold doors and they took off. The Okinawa got them and while I finished clearing the ship, the medical crew on the Okinawa began the implant removal surgeries."
"Why did you get called the Terror of the Hegemony after that?" John asked and Jane turned dead eyes to him.
"Because I did it. I went through and gouged out the eyes of every Batarian on that ship," Jane said. The first tear rolled down her cheek. "I did it to the corpses. They were all dead before I...desecrated the bodies. I deserve that scar, I deserve more."
"Jane..." John began and Jane shook her head.
"I need some alone time," Jane said and as she turned away, John could see the shimmer of more tears. "GO!" John chose to leave...for now.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"Great, Shepard, now we have two of them!" Miranda growled at John and he blinked.
"What do you mean?" John asked and Miranda pointed at Jane and Jack who were tossing Grunt back and forth in the cargo hold with their biotics.
"It's fine, he likes it," John said as Grunt grinned.
"Hey, Cheerleader, catch!" Jack cried and Grunt went flying at Miranda. John watched as the two rolled across the floor.
"Oooh, that had to hurt," John winced as Jane and Jack went by holding hands.
"Let me tell you about my best friend!" they sang.
OMAKE 2
“What the hell do you want?" Jack snarled.
"You're in a bad situation, and I'm going to get you out of here," John said and Jane nearly smacked her faceplate. Jack wasn't a woman to be rescued. This was not going to endear the woman to them.
"Shit, you sound like a pussy," Jack said. Jane winced as John scowled. Just then a crew came storming out of the Normandy airlock led by Legion.
“John-Spectre we are here to assist you in retrieving the Incarcerated-Biotic!” Legion called out but John ignored him, focusing on Jack.
“Okay you listen to me you little bitch-” Jane involuntary shrieked as Jack biotically shoved John through a wall.
“By the spirits!”
“Holy shit!”
“I’ve wanted to do that for days…”
“John-Spectre, are you functional?” Legion called out to John. It was silent for a moment before John’s dazed voiced echoed out to them from the hole.
“Did anyone get the number of that bitch?” He called.
“Zero.” Jack snapped to him, smugly.
“Thank-you.”
“Can you get out of there, John?” Jacob called.
“Eat a dick!”
“Oh okay, he’s fine,” Jane said, grinning smugly at Jacob.
OMAKE 3
"So we'll take care of the power and you get the voice sample," Kasumi said and Jane nodded.
"Can do," Jane said.
Shortly later.
"Damn, we couldn't get into Hock's room to get a DNA sample," John sighed as the three met up.
"Oh, I got that already," Jane said.
"Really?" John asked before looking horrified. "Jane, tell me you didn't!"
"Didn't what?" Jane said as she held up a bloody rag.
"Oh..I thought...never mind," John sighed.
"I was trying to get a semen sample but I accidentally head butted him when I was coming up to breathe and he got a nosebleed. Put him out of the mood, but I got blood which is better anyway," Jane said.
"Ewwwww," John groaned.
Notes:
Belle Note: So...I totally didn't know that if you look at that data pad on the veranda of Donovan Hock's mansion and then go back into the security room, you can just go into his bedroom. I have played this game probably a dozen times and...I never knew. How many other things have I missed?
Toby Note: See now I did the opposite. I knew you could sneak over by the window but I never did. Really shows you how different our play styles are.
Chapter 16: The Same but Hurt People
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
Tempers run high between the Shepard twins, especially with a suspicious Jane pushing John when he doesn't need it. A teammate falls while another is injured in a dashing rescue attempt. This chapter begins to show the fall of the dominoes as a world with two Shepards starts to make ripples that have unpredictable effects.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: Okay so I don’t normally want to do this at the beginning of a chapter (I usually save these for the notes at the end of a chapter) but I need to say this to people (who seem to be getting angrier and angrier) about the ME2 arc focusing on Jane.
Jane didn’t die. John was dead/in a coma for two years. During that time Jane was alone. With how close we made the Shepards and not losing anyone on Virmire, John’s death really messed Jane up. She was lost, adrift and hurting. She just drifted away and most of the people closest to her weren’t in position to help her or they left (*coughs*Kaidan*coughs*. Jane’s issues are forefront right now because John almost time traveled in away. For him, it’s still becoming a reality. He was firmly in the denial phase of accepting that he’s lost two years of his life and last chapter he had a firm shove past that stage. John has issues but they’re developing. Also, about Jane being super-human biotic and John being a nothing soldier…um hello? He gripped his pistol so hard when he found out about Cerberus resurrecting him he cracked it. He also ripped a YMIR mech’s head off and he took on a Krogan one on one, basically beating him to death. Jane did that and almost died. So yeah, John’s stronger.
Reading all those comments last chapter I just wanted to shout, “Too soon! Most of these are addressed in the future!” Trust us folks, everything has a purpose but we agreed we’d be realistic. (I know! In a fanfic based in a universe set in the future that involves giant mecha-squid and space powers, crazy right?) We wanted these people to be real and issues take time to be addressed and even come up.
However, to those of you who left the wonderful comments and are seeing the Shepards storyline coming together, thank you. We love that you love the Shepard interactions between them and how they react to the crew. This chapter especially we were thinking of you guys. Just an aside but those Jane/John interactions and conversations are actually developed line by line between Belle and I. I’ll e-mail her John’s response and some description, she’ll e-mail me back Jane’s response and so forth. Those are the most time consuming but most fun for us. I hope you enjoy them too.
Enjoy fifteen folks. I promise growth, action and character development.
Belle's Note: *stares at Toby's note before smirking evilly at the readers* Unlike Toby, I love it when you guys freak out about what you love and what you hate, especially because Toby and I have been planning this story out. We have been writing TF for four years now. We knew some parts that were going to happen from the beginning and others that we hash out as we get closer to the point in the plot. We knew John would die and Jane would live early on and we have been coming up with ways that would affect their relationship since the first chapters. If you enjoy this story, don't worry, we have a lot of plans regarding what will happen. Nothing we write is without a purpose. We fight a lot about this story, but I think that is what makes this story even better. Enjoy.
Oh and that line about John being stronger...physically yes he is, but I think of John and Jane as a war hammer and a katana. They are both powerful weapons, but each has their limitations. When pitted against one another it all depends on the warrior using them on who would win a true battle.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 15: The Same but Hurt People
Earth Date: January 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, In Transit
The Citadel burned. The trees in the Presidium were already charred husks, the flowers and bushes were right behind them. Here and there a body lay. Most of them children but John recognized some of his friends amongst them. A low moan rose in the back of his throat as he saw Liara’s body wrapped around a little Asari who looked just like her but had cream colored markings around her forehead and crest. He was about to run over to them when Jane’s voice tore his attention away from them.
“You could have prevented all this you know,” Jane commented idly. John looked over at his sister. She looked exhausted with her hair askew on her head and every bit of her was covered with grime, soot, and smears of blood. His twin’s blue eyes were full of grief and regret. “If you had been here from the start we could have saved them. We could have saved them all.”
“I didn’t want to be gone! It wasn’t my choice!” John countered angrily. Jane shrugged at him and knelt down. John finally noticed the corpse at her feet. It was Miranda. The Cerberus agent hadn’t gone easy judging by the wounds and scorch marks on her body. To John’s horror Jane began to carve out her eyes. “God damn you Jane, you don’t have to do this!”
“Silly John,” Jane chided as she kept at her gruesome work. “How else will they know we were the ones who stopped them? Reapers and Cerberus, they all need to be shown what happens to you when you try to destroy what is ours.”
“Not like this!” John screamed. He wanted to move forward but couldn’t. He had to stop her. Grab the knife, stop the horror. Jane paused and smiled up at him and as he strained, trying to just reach out and stop her.
“Well you weren’t around to show me another way, were you? You’re dead. Silly John.” Jane chided, resuming her work. This time the body at her feet was Garrus.
“I’m not dead!” John screamed, still unable to step forward and stop her. Jane just chuckled before whistling Olly, Olly Oxen Free.
“Yes, you are very dead and welcome to Hell, John. All because you failed me.”
“I’m not dead! I-”
“-didn’t fail you!” John screamed, bolting upright in bed. His heart was pounding in his chest and he was covered in sweat. He glanced over to the clock on the nightstand. Almost zero four hundred on the dot. John scrubbed at his face for a moment before getting out of bed. He shook his head, trying to shake the nightmare off as he staggered to his bathroom, the room barely lit by the empty fish tank. He’d been up to nearly midnight, just thinking about what Jane had told him. Guilt had eaten away at him and apparently didn’t want him to get any real rest either. Jane had gotten lost without him. She’s kept guard at the abyss so long that the abyss had also touched her. He could understand her hate of the slavers. God just listening to her he had felt it swell within him but to mutilate them. To deny their belief of their afterlife just to…
John turned on the sink faucet and splashed some on his face. He took a moment to calm himself, grasping the sink tightly as he stared down into it. He finally looked up into the mirror and froze. Eyes, gleaming with red stared back at him.
“Yes, you are very dead and welcome to Hell, John.” John screamed in anger and just a bit of fear before smashing a fist into the mirror. He took great gasping breaths as the lights in the bathroom and the Captain’s cabin blazed to life. He stared at himself, breathing hard with wild eyes. The red glow was the same glow he had noticed under his eyes when he first looked himself over. The effect had seemed to be magnified in the near dark of the bathroom.
“John, are you alright?” EDI’s voice called out to him from her hologram in the main part of the cabin. John took a deep breath and eased his fist from the shattered mirror, hissing in pain as he did. He’d sliced his right hand open over his knuckles and the back of his fingers pretty good.
“I’m fine EDI,” he called out to her. He paused and considered for a moment. “Is Mordin still up or is he taking his hour of sleep?”
“The Professor is currently cataloging his experiments and testing schedule for the day. He has been up for the past few minutes. Would you like me to have him meet you in the infirmary?” EDI inquired. John nodded and headed back into the main room to get dressed.
“Yeah, that would be great EDI. And keep this between us, would you?”
“Of course, Shepard.”
~*TF*~
Jane slipped into the forward battery when the noise in the galley dropped. She had noticed the nervousness of the crew around her and made it a point to avoid the Cerberus crewmembers. She had spent some time getting to know Kasumi and Jack, but she had other plans for today. Garrus looked over his shoulder before turning.
"Shepard, need me for something?" he asked and Jane noticed something beside the main guns.
"Is that a mattress?" she asked and he shrugged.
"Someone left it in the galley, since I don't fit in a human sleeper pod, this works best," he commented and Jane smirked. Looks like Miranda's beloved, custom mattress was supporting a turian every night. It made a petty part of her giddy with that knowledge.
"I was just here to talk," Jane said and Garrus nodded. "Got a minute for that?"
"Sure. Just checking the weapon systems. You can never be too careful. I thought I'd seen every weapon in the galaxy in our fight against Saren. Mercenary work showed me otherwise," Garrus said as Jane moved to lean against the railing behind the main guns. "And now Cerberus rebuilds the Normandy with a few upgrades to boot. I wish we'd joined up with them sooner."
"I certainly haven't joined Cerberus," Jane spat and Garrus' mandibles flared. A nervous gesture, she mentally swore, Garrus wasn't the problem. "I'm using them to fund my Spectre mission, you know that." She gave him a look. "I don't mean to be snappish."
"Relax, Shepard. Just a figure of speech, besides, you risked a full on allergic reaction keeping me in one piece on Omega. I can't exactly doubt your judgment though, not after I got my own squad killed," Garrus said and Jane stood up, approaching him. Garrus had lost a team, she knew exactly how painful it was to be the only person walking away from a mission.
"What did your merc squad do? It didn't sound like you were putting yourselves up for hire," Jane asked and Garrus' face turned cold, hard. It surprised Jane, did she look like that when she thought about Akuze?
“You saw Omega, it was full of thugs kicking the helpless. I formed my team to kick back," Garrus said and Jane whistled.
"On Omega that was really dangerous," she said and he nodded.
"We weren't mercenaries. At least, nobody was paying us. We made money by taking down slavers, pirates, or gangs that went too far," he said and Jane listened. Full vigilante behavior. It was courageous...and stupid. Jane whispered a thanks to God for letting her reach Garrus in time.
"It doesn't sound like you made any friends with the gangs," Jane commented and Garrus smirked. It didn't look like a happy expression.
"I got three separate merc bands to work together to take me down. My manager at C-Sec would be impressed. It was simple. We'd hit their shipments, disrupt activities. Get under their skin. Make them angry. They'd come charging right into our well-prepared kill-zone. Crossfire and snipers, clean and surgical. They never stood a chance," he said and Jane nodded. She would have done the same.
"Not bad with what you had and on Omega," Jane said.
"Everyone in my band had lost someone to the gangs. We weren't out to make it rich, just get them to think twice about what they were doing," Garrus said and Jane respected that. "I learned a lot watching you." Jane winced at that, she regretted deeply her title from the Hegemony. Garrus was probably on the same path she was, she didn't want that for him. She wanted him to have better, she hadn't been there for him, she needed some answers.
"So how did you end up fighting mercenaries on Omega?" she asked and he gave her a sheepish look.
"I never got to tell you, but I got tapped as a potential for the Spectre program after the Normandy was destroyed," he said and Jane's jaw dropped.
"What?" she gasped and he looked down before back up.
"I didn't want to get your hopes up, for turians, the process has conditions. I was training to become a Spectre but it didn't work. Too much politicking at the Citadel. Nobody was willing to take risks," he said and Jane worried.
"Did I get you blacklisted?" she asked and he shook his head.
"I was out of the program by the time you took on Dirake, when you came back in the state you were in...it was bad, Shepard," he said and Jane blinked. Tela had told her little about Jane's time in the coma, just that Garrus had been there every day and then had vanished.
"What do you mean, it was bad?" Jane asked and Garrus gave her a look. He tapped the back of his head.
"When the surgery to remove your old implant was done, you were in bad shape. I heard some of the chatter. The damage done to your skull was too extensive for a replacement L3 and most of the doctors doubted there was enough proper bone structure at the site for proper L4 implantation. If the Spectres you befriended didn't step up and get that L5...I don't think you'd be here," he said and Jane stared at him. Tela made the implant seem like no big deal. "I stayed until you were confirmed to wake up. That's when I left. I knew I could nothing about the mess on the Citadel, but Omega....Omega was filled with criminals nobody else could touch, and there was no red tape to slow me down. It was a perfect fit. People there needed someone to believe in like you. I knew you would work on the Citadel. I would go small, I could be someone to stand up to the local thugs on Omega." Jane's heart ached. Garrus wanted to be like her, had seen her fall and survive, no thanks to the Council apparently. Although Jane suspected Anderson might have done something...Tela and Chirum just beat him to the punch. Garrus had left knowing Jane was fine to fight the big battle while he handled what he felt he could. Brave, courageous, and just this side of crazy.
"That explains how you started. How'd you end up with a squad?" she asked and Garrus looked proud.
"Not too different from how you two formed your squad to fight Saren, actually. You prove that you get things done and people join up. Mercs who wanted to atone. Security consultants tired of playing by the rules. I gave them hope...and now they're dead. Shows what I know," he said and Jane reached out to place hand on his shoulder.
"I know how it feels to be the only one to walk away," Jane said and Garrus stared at her with his piercing blue eyes. "How did those bastards get your men?" Garrus looked at her before turning and pacing.
"It was my own damn fault. One of my people betrayed me. A turian named Sidonis. He drew me away just before the mercs attacked my squad, then he disappeared. Everyone except me is dead because of him. And because I didn't see it coming," Garrus said, a low growl entering his voice. Anger, rage, betrayal. Yeah, Jane knew that feeling. Every time she thought too long about Cerberus, the knowledge that they set up Akuze, they set it up for her men to die, that Toombs' torture existed, it made her feel that way. It made her sick to realize Garrus felt that way. However, killing Cerberus agents to stop them from committing crimes hadn't made Jane feel better.
"Do you know where Sidonis is now?" she asked and he stopped, turning to look at her.
"No. His trail vanishes after he leaves Omega. But I'll keep hunting. I lost my whole team expect for Sidonis. One day I'll find him...and correct that," Garrus said coolly. Jane recognized that tone. A killing tone. Garrus broke eye contact. "Thanks for coming by, Shepard. I've got something to take care of." He started to walk by and Jane grabbed his arm. She didn't look at him, she didn't want to see his killing face, she didn't want him to see the conflicted look on hers. Garrus knew humans better than most turians, so he might know the expression on her face and she didn't trust it.
"I'm with you, Garrus, I have your six now, whenever you need me," Jane said.
"You could have died giving me medical treatment getting me off Omega," he said and Jane shook her head.
"I'm dextro tolerant, you can't kill me bleeding on me," she said as she let go and headed past the sleeper pods. She needed to distract herself, maybe a few asari exercises would get her to focus. Hovering over the ground took her mind off things...like her own flaws.
~*TF*~
The cargo bay was empty most of the time. After the supplies were stored and the shuttle checked over the crew usually locked it down and left. There were crates here and there and even some consoles near the doors to help take inventory when needed. The only time it was opened was when Gardner would make a supply trip or if the ground team went through on their way to the shuttle. It was usually quiet and if you found the right spot between crates you were even hidden from view from the spare rooms on the engineering deck. Which was why John was there now. He’d drug a spare punching bag and stand from the armory shortly after Mordin had patched him up and set it up in the corner hidden by some crates. He given EDI orders to have Joker set course for Omega and then he’d started hitting the bag.
For hours he’d slammed his fists into the bag. Again and again he hit, practicing everything he could think of, trying to clear his mind. Not that it was working.
With a meaty thump his left fist hit the bag.
-an elementary school-
His right fist slammed into the bag. Thump!
-thirty students-
His left again. Thump!
-I executed the pilots-
This time it was a kick with his right leg. Thump!
-their little heads shaved and bandaged-
Another fist. Thump!
-bastard wanted to take me alive-
Another. Thump!
-I did it-
Thump!
-I...desecrated the bodies-
THUMP!
-I deserve-
THUMP!
-you could have prevented all this-
Thump, thump, thump!
-you failed me-
Thumpthumpthumpthu-CRACK!
“Shit!” John snarled, pulling his left hand back from the punching bag as it swung free from the stand, two of the chains barely holding it as the third hung lazily in the air. John hadn’t even realized it had given until he’d smashed his left fist into the chain as it swung between his fist and the heavy bag. He began to unwrap his hands as he made his way to the elevator. He ignored the bag as it hung lopsided on the stand and moved into the elevator. He jabbed the button for the crew deck as he finished unwrapping his hands. The middle of his left hand was swelling but didn’t look broken. Shaking his hands out he took a deep breath before checking his omni-tool. A little after eight hundred. They should be arriving at Omega soon to resupply. Then he’d check the dossiers over and decide who to recruit next. Maybe put it out on Omega that they were looking for information on the Collectors. He could get Jane’s opinion as well, she might have some contacts he didn’t. As the doors opened John mulled things over as he headed to get breakfast. He didn’t even realize most of the crew was up, having breakfast while the night shift finished. In his own head, he strolled over to the kitchen to grab a breakfast tray and coffee still soaked with sweat. After getting his meal he turned and found Zaeed standing there, glaring at him.
“We need to talk Shepard. Now.” Zaeed growled and John sighed.
“Can it wait a bit? I want to eat and we’re due to dock Omega for resupply soon. After that’s done-”
“No, it can’t!” Zaeed barked making John blink in surprise. “If we wait any longer Vido will hand off the day to day control to someone else! Then I’ll have lost my chance!”
“Zaeed if you’d just calm down and-”
“I’m not going to calm down, Shepard. You agreed to do this and you’ll damn well help me out! If they get dug in anymore it’ll be impossible to get in!” Zaeed snarled. “I wanted to sneak in during rotation when they bring in more refinery workers!”
“What workers?” Jane spoke up. John glanced to his right and saw Jane approaching from her room. She was also soaked with sweat, making John wonder what kind of training she could do in that cabin.
“The Blue Suns didn’t kill the workers. They just work for them now.” Zaeed growled and John scowled. He turned and tossed his tray back on the kitchen counter before focusing back on Zaeed again.
“You never mentioned hostages when you told me about this on Omega!” John snapped and Zaeed rolled his good eye.
“They didn’t matter! Are we going or not?” Zaeed demanded. John growled to himself.
“Son of a bitch, yes we are!” John snapped storming off to give orders to Joker to do an immediate course change.
“You’re lucky we have to hit the relay in the Ismar Frontier anyways to get to Omega!” Jane said as she followed him onto the elevator. John said nothing but just growled as he jabbed a finger for the command deck.
"How much do you know about Zaeed?" Jane asked after a moment. John frowned and shook his head before forwarding her the message he received from the Illusive Man about Zaeed. Jane looked it over before frowning too.
"Do you have anyone you could see about getting more information from?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"I'll check in with some friends...I know a few retired Spectres who might be useful," Jane said and John gave her a look.
"There are retired Spectres?" he asked and Jane looked at him before flicking at her omni-tool.
"Not many. Looks like only the smartest and fastest get out of this job alive," Jane replied as she headed back to her room.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Ismar Frontier, Faia System, Planet Zorya
As soon as the shuttle doors opened a wave hot, muggy air hit them. Zaeed led them out and as John’s boots hit the muddy ground he felt himself break out into a sweat. He followed Zaeed as he led the way deeper into the jungle just outside the facility. As Zaeed patched them into Blue Suns communications, John glanced at his sister. Jane kept shooting him looks. He knew she had expected him to try and talk to her about what she had told him the day before. To be honest he didn’t know how to. It had finally hit him, truly hit him. He’d lost two years. Two years of life. Two years of his sister’s life, of Liara’s, Garrus’s, Tali’s, everyone’s lives. They mourned him, buried him, and tried to move on. What could he do? How could he judge Jane, what Jane had done, everything that had happened when he wasn’t there? He was lost in his own thoughts, barely registering Zaeed talking or the Blue Sun’s chatter as he thought. Jane had become a Spectre, truly embraced it. She’d stood guard and he’d not been there. How could he help her now?
“-been spotted!” Jane shouted, breaking John out of his thoughts. Zaeed had led them to an outlying part of facility. John took cover as the Blue Suns opened fire. John moved to cover behind a large rock and pulled out his rifle. He put it out of his mind as he forced himself to focus on the job. He glanced over his cover to take it in the situation. A dozen mercs, three Fenris mechs. No problem. He leaned out of cover and opened fire on the mechs. They came to halt, trying to locate John but he never let up, eventually shredding them to pieces with his assault rifle. He ducked back down to reload and narrowed his eyes when he saw Zaeed lob a grenade into a group of Blue Suns. It exploded, engulfing them in flames. Even as they screamed John just scowled. Zaeed had grenades. John grumbled and popped back up to fire again. Damn it, when they got to Omega to resupply he was getting grenades. After a few minutes they finished clearing out the mercs. They moved past the facility towards a small access bridge over a ravine. John pressed the bridge override as their comms sounded out with Vido's voice.
"This is Commander Santiago. If any of you retreat while the intruders are still alive, I'll kill you myself," Vido growled and John stopped the bridge at Zaeed's sign. "Now, get the hell back out there."
"Vido. Sounds like he hasn't changed," Zaeed growled and the twins shared a look.
"Speaking of which, you formed the Blue Sun's with him, how did he cut you out of that operation?" John asked. Jane had been able to supply John with some background information on Vido. Zaeed was a crazy sly merc who had done some things Jane could barely believe one man could do and survive, although, she was starting to build a reputation similar to his but he had her beat by a few decades.
"He ran the books, I led the men. Worked real well for a while. Then Vido decided to start hiring batarians. Cheaper labor, he said. Goddamn terrorists, I said," Zaeed growled. "He turned my men against me. He paid six of them to restrain me while he put a gun to my head and pulled the trigger."
"Impressive survival," Jane said, her gaze flickering to John as Zaeed turned on her. Glaring at her with his dead eye.
"Yeah. And you survived a krogan beating your implant to pieces while it was still in your skull. Your brother survived getting disintegrated. A stubborn enough person can survive just about anything," Zaeed said and Jane shrugged as she kept her gaze on his good eye. "Rage is a hell of an anesthetic." Jane would have to remember that line.
"Twenty years is a long time to hold a grudge," John commented and rage crossed Zaeed's face in a way that made Jane's hand move to her gun. Zaeed's eyes were killing eyes and they were aimed at John.
"For twenty years, I've seen that bastard every time I closed my eyes. Every time I sighted down on a target. Every time I heard a gunshot. So, don't call it a goddamn grudge!" Zaeed snarled, spit flying from his mouth. Jane wondered just what would happened if this mission failed. Twenty years of this much hate was dangerous.
"We better get moving," Jane said and John started the bridge again. As it closed the gap Zaeed was in the lead again.
"They know we're here. Bring it on, you son of a bitch!" he snarled.
~*TF*~
As Zaeed led them into the gate house John froze as a voice above them spoke.
“Zaeed Massani, you finally tracked me down.” John looked up to the catwalk above them and couldn’t help but sigh. Vido was standing with a team of Blue Suns all around him, looking down at them.
“Vido.” Zaeed growled, going to his gun. Vido grunted, uncrossing his arms.
“Don’t be stupid, Zaeed. I have a whole company of bloodthirsty bastards behind me, ready to be kill or be killed on my command.” Vido growled down at them. John exchanged a look of worry with Jane, who returned it. “Actually, take your shot. Give my men a reason to put you down like the mad dog you are. Again.”
John caught Zaeed looking at him and received a nod. Zaeed yanked his assault rifle out, opening fire at the mercs, forcing them to take cover. John and Jane bolted right as Zaeed went left. John vaguely heard Vido say something but it was drowned out from Zaeed firing again. He must have hit what he was aiming for because the refinery line running over the catwalk exploded.
“I know Zaeed is a loose cannon but shit!” Jane exclaimed. John grunted in agreement.
“You just signed your death warrant Massani!” Vido shouted down at Zaeed just before the mercs began to open fire at Zaeed. Apparently, they had completely forgotten the Shepards were there. Zaeed didn’t seem fazed by it at all and began to beat on a relief valve with his gun.
“What the hell are you doing?” John shouted at him. Zaeed ignored him, beating on the valve till it gave. The lines running under the gate house and to the refinery ignited and burst open. The mercs screamed as the explosions tossed them off the catwalk or incinerated them. John stood up and watched in awe struck disbelief as the refinery line continued to ignite, blowing the gate doors open but then continuing down the line until it hit the refinery. The refinery seemed to shudder and large explosion shook the ground as portions of the refinery ignited and gave. John growled and stormed up to Zaeed.
“We don’t sacrifice innocent lives for the sake of the mission!” John snapped, “There’s always a better way!” He missed Jane giving a startled jerk behind him.
“Like what?” Zaeed shouted, gesturing wildly. “Wandering around the jungle for hours looking for another way in? You want to waste time out there, go ahead! I’m going to kill Vido!” Jane let out a noise behind John as he swung his fist and punched Zaeed in the face. Zaeed staggered back and clutched at his face, glaring at John. Jane had her pistol in her hands, she was ready to take a shot if Zaeed even breathed the wrong way.
“You’re endangering lives, and the mission, for your own selfish reasons!” John barked.
“You really want to do this John?” Zaeed growled, scowling at John. Jane's eyes were on Zaeed's hands on his rifle. He was deranged, and as much as she hated to think it, but Vido might be right about Zaeed being a mad dog.
“I should knock you out and leave you here.” John snarled. “But thanks to you we now have a burning refinery to save.”
“Let these people burn!” Zaeed snapped, gesturing wildly. “Vido dies, whatever the cost!”
“Like hell!” John scoffed, moving towards the door, ignoring Zaeed. John drew his weapon and headed inside the complex but caught a glimpse of Jane. She hadn’t said anything since the bridge but she appeared to be deep in thought. John quickly gunned down two mercs who were trying to bar the way. He stormed down the walkway past them, avoiding the bursting pipes and heading for the closest door. As Zaeed swore and began to move, Jane snapped out of her trance and followed, quick to catch up to John. A door opened on a catwalk above them and a man ran out of the burning building.
“John, above and behind us.” Jane spoke up behind him. John stopped and turned. The worker was running down the overhead walkway towards them.
“Help, we’re tapped!” he screamed down at them. “We can’t get to the gas valves to shut them off! The whole place is going to blow!”
“Let’s go,” John said instantly, heading for the railing edge to jump down to the access door behind them to the area the worker had run from. Jane stayed behind Zaeed in case the merc decided to disagree.
“There’s no time. Vido’s probably halfway to the shuttle docks by now.” Zaeed replied. John stopped and turned, not surprised to see Zaeed hadn’t followed him but he was surprised that Jane was standing behind Zaeed with a black look on her face. John felt his temper spike again and he snarled, grabbing Zaeed by the front of his armor, dragging him towards him.
“We’re here to free these people,” John hissed at him. “We’re going in.” John shoved Zaeed away from him, before shaking his head. He shot Jane a disappointed look before going to the railing and vaulting over. Jane blinked at the look, he thought she agreed with Zaeed?
“I knew this was a mistake to bring him.” Zaeed growled to Jane. “I should have just brought you, Jane.”
"Fuck you, I put civilian lives before revenge," Jane said as she waited for him to jump the railing. Zaeed shot her a look.
"I forgot, you butcher the bodies after they're already dead," he shot back and Jane felt like he had punched her in the gut. She glared at him as they walked in.
~*TF*~
The room with the valves was engulfed in fire. Jane quickly pulled on her helmet to help with the breathing. Her visor locked onto the valve locations as John pulled on his own helmet.
"Can you see the valves?" John asked and Jane nodded. "Take point."
"On it," she replied. As they headed in she heard a pipe begin to give and threw up a barrier around them, protecting them as a chunk of metal flew at them and flame followed. She began to jog through the building and as they passed a window the workers were pounding on, trying to get their attention.
"The doors won't open until the fire is out!" one cried out over the speakers as they reached the first valve. Jane quickly put in the command to turn it on. They raced up and around, detoured as the pipes around them ruptured. Jane took the last walkway at a sprint, John close behind as she activated the sprinklers.
"I'll take point again," John said as he removed his helmet. Jane nodded and took off her own helmet as they watched the workers evacuate.
"We haven't seen many Blue Suns." John noted as they entered the next room and sure as shit two turians were waiting. "Fucking Murphy." They were able to take out the two quickly but the refining room revealed a lot more back up.
“Damn it,” Zaeed snarled and Jane had to agreement with that statement.
~*TF*~
John was scowling as they moved past the remains of YMIR mech. All Zaeed’d done during the firefight after they’d saved the workers was grumble about Vido trying to delay them. John felt the man had a point. The access and storage room just before the shuttle pad was filled with mercs and even a YMIR mech. It had cost them precious time to clear the way. Now they were heading towards the loading doors. They opened as they got close and a gunship was turning away to leave.
“Not this time Zaeed you son of a bitch!” Vido called out over the ship's speakers as it began to fly away. “See you in another twenty years!”
As they skidded to halt on the platform Zaeed let out a scream of rage, opening fire with his assault rifle. John watched a few of the rounds actually hit the gunship but it kept flying away. He sighed and came up behind Zaeed who was still pulling the trigger, despite the gun being over heated. Jane watched Zaeed with caution, her hand on her pistol again. John watched the gunship fly over the horizon and shook his head. He focused on Zaeed who was shaking and smacking his rifle before popping out the heat sink. Before John could even blink Zaeed swung his rifle up to John. John reacted in an instant and drew his pistol on Zaeed. He missed seeing Jane kick the hot heat sink away from a streak of fuel before she drew on Zaeed as well.
“You just cost me twenty years of my life!” Zaeed snarled. John looked Zaeed dead in the eyes and missed Jane moving to flank Zaeed. His body language spoke of a man on the edge, ready to kill. Jane could not let this John die, he could be her brother and if he wasn't, he had a lot to answer for. Zaeed would not be the one to that from happening.
“I promise I’ll help you track him down after the mission is over but I won’t apologize for saving the workers first.” John retorted. Zaeed snarled and-
Jane’s pistol roared and a round punched through Zaeed’s temple and exited the other side. The merc dropped to the ground dead and John whirled to face Jane.
Jane stared at Zaeed's body, her face was still in her kill mode but her brain was stunned. She had pulled the trigger so fast. The only times she had ever responded so fast to a threat was when John was in danger. Did her body instinctively react to this John as if he were her brother or...could he...no...she still had to be analytical. Zaeed had his weapon aimed for a head shot that would kill John and his finger was squeezing, she had just been at a good angle to see it.
“Jane I was talking him down!” John snapped. Jane shot him a blank look and holstered her pistol. Her hand closed in a clench. She had killed Zaeed without a second thought. His finger had squeezed and she couldn't let him blow John's head off. Not until she knew it was him or not.
“He was slipping his finger on the trigger, what did you want me to do?” she replied. John was about to say something and bit his tongue. He realized Jane had a better angle on Zaeed and would have seen his fingers moving on the gun.
“Thank you,” John allowed. Jane blinked, surprised at John’s simple and polite thank you. She watched as he knelt by Zaeed to check his pulse before closing the man’s eyes. He sighed before fishing a compressed body bag from a slot on his belt. He expanded it and set it next to Zaeed. Jane came over and helped him place Zaeed's body into the bag and thought about what she had done.
"This is going to cause trouble," Jane said and John looked at her.
"It would be nice to have an experienced merc on the ground team, but we can manage..." John began before Jane held up her hand.
"That's not what I was talking about," she said and John froze before looking at Zaeed and he nodded as he realized what she was saying. "I'm not the most trusted member of the crew."
"Not to speak ill of the recently deceased, but neither was Zaeed," John replied.
"I think Grunt liked him," Jane said and John blinked at that.
"How did you know that?" he asked.
"I went to talk to Jack about training and I heard him talking to Zaeed before and after I left," Jane said. "That's beyond the point. Miranda is looking for a reason to kick me from the Normandy."
"That's not happening," John said coldly. Jane stared at him for a moment before looking at the body bag as John zipped it up.
“You believe I didn’t have a choice?” Jane questioned after a few minutes of silence. John didn’t reply right away.
“I believe you,” John said, standing up. “I always believe you. I just think there’s another way sometimes.”
Jane stared at him as she dusted her hands off and looked at the direction Vido went.
"I agree," she said and John froze. "There is always another way, but sometimes, the way we chose to take is the wrong one. “What do we tell the crew?”
“The truth. He was going to kill me so you killed him.” John replied. Jane shot John a look.
“The Cerberus crew members might not like that.” Jane countered and John grunted.
“I don’t care.” John replied before turning on his comms. “You did the right thing this time.”
Jane stared at his back as he summoned the shuttled. She stared down at her hand, she had reacted so fast, she had fired the second the muscles in Zaeed's fingers had tensed. She was fast, but she hadn't reacted like that in...about two years. Her eyes moved to John's back and once again she was torn.
~*TF*~
The two Shepards lowered the body bag into the prepped body storage unit, it looked like a Cerberus brand coffin in Jane's opinion. As the two headed for the elevator, it opened to reveal Miranda. Her eyes passed from the body storage unit to Jane. It was clear what she was thinking.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" she demanded and Jane stared at Miranda.
"I protected your science experiment," she shot back and Miranda sneered at her.
"You shot Zaeed, do you know how difficult it was to get him to join this effort?" Miranda cried.
"You sound heartbroken about it," Jane snapped, she was still not sure how to feel about Zaeed. She had killed plenty of mercs, but she felt weird. Maybe John could have talked Zaeed down, he made Saren blow his own brains out to try and save them...a fat lot of good that had ended up doing...but that was John and this...she had protected this John as fast as she had protected that one.
"Save it," John ordered. “We will meet in the conference room in twenty minutes," he ordered.
"Yes, Commander," Miranda said and Jane continued past her as they headed into the elevator. The ride up was quiet until they reach the crew deck.
“Wait for me in the conference room after you change Jane.” John ordered. Jane shot him a look but headed out. After the doors closed the elevator headed up to the captain’s quarters. John shot Miranda a look.
"Mission debrief after I get this armor off. Wait for me, understood?" John replied and Miranda frowned in irritation.
“Yes, Commander,” she replied and John sighed. The few minutes to change passed too fast and soon enough Jane and Miranda were glaring at each other in the conference room as they waited for John.
"You're a danger to this crew," Miranda sneered after she got tired of waiting and Jane gave her a cold look.
"I never denied that I was," Jane said and Miranda's biotics flickered. "I wouldn't do that, cheerleader. I am stronger than you."
"You haven't seen me in action," Miranda shot back and Jane grinned.
"But I have, running away from an Alliance strike team. Very impressive, it must be nice to be the package people protect instead of a soldier," Jane stated and Miranda glared.
"You get people killed Spectre, your teams always seem to die and you manage to walk away, how do you do that?" Miranda growled and Jane felt her biotics start to flicker to life too.
"Who let you two be alone?" John groaned as he walked in. Jane cut her biotics, she didn't need to start a fist fight with Miranda that the cheerleader would lose.
"Shepard you need to do something about her. She is dangerous to this crew. Her anti-Cerberus sentiments are well known and she is a threat to every member of this crew," Miranda stated and Jane smirked as she leaned against the wall.
"That's a lie, Garrus, Grunt, Mordin, Kasumi, Jack, Joker, and Chakwas are perfectly safe," Jane said.
"You slaughtered Zaeed without a care! Anyone of the crew could be next!" Miranda cried. "This will only make the crew more nervous around her!" Jane crossed her arms.
"I protected John, isn't that what you wanted. I didn't see you running through fire to save factory workers and protecting him. If you wanted him with a hole through his forehead and that brain you supposedly worked so hard to keep intact, then you should thank me," Jane sneered.
"I should have made it so EDI would eject you into the void of space," Miranda hissed at Jane, biotic light beginning to flicker around her.
"That eager to have a shot at a second resurrection?" Jane snapped, her own biotics gathering.
“Okay stop!” John snapped, as he slammed on palm on the conference table, causing both women to cut their biotics. He glared at both of them as they looked at him. Miranda flinched but kept scowling and Jane just looked at him with cold eyes. “What happened to Zaeed was Zaeed’s fault. He was a loose cannon and I trust Jane when she says that he was going to shoot me, he was going to shoot me!”
Jane shot Miranda a smug smirk and Miranda huffed. John focused on Jane.
“Jane you know what Miranda says is true. They don’t trust you. You don’t socialize much and I've never seen you train with anyone. Not even Garrus. No one sees you except at meal times. I’d like you to spend more time getting to know the crew. Ground team and Normandy personnel. Understood?” John stated. Jane blinked, taken a back but nodded. She had been training in her room since she got tired of being stared at by the crew. She had trained a few times with Jack but they purposely waited until the majority of the crew were asleep or engrained in their work.
“I know neither of you trust the other.” John said, gesturing to the two women. “However, I lead this team and I trust you both. There will be no more talk about either of you putting the other off this ship or even killing the other from now on. Am I understood?”
“As you wish, John,” Miranda snapped. Jane just kept staring at the Cerberus doctor coldly.
“Am I understood, Jane?” John demanded. Jane shot him a look and then sighed.
“Fine,” Jane drawled. “I get the message. You lead the team, I’m just here as an observer.”
“No, you’re here because I trust you,” John clarified. Jane seemed startled at that and he turned to Miranda. “Give us a minute, would you?”
“But Shepard, the Illusive Man wanted to speak with you.” Miranda protested and John waved a hand at her.
“I’ll call him when I can. Go on, give us the room,” John ordered. Miranda eyed them for a moment before leaving in a huff.
“I told you that she would try to use this against me,” Jane said the moment the doors were closed and John rolled his eyes.
“Well, maybe if they knew you like I do she wouldn’t have done that,” John stated.
“You don’t know me anymore!” Jane snapped. John raised an eyebrow at that as Jane immediately looked shocked that she had said that. Jane swore in her head, this wasn't John, not for sure.
“Maybe not like I did but I’m going to learn all I can about the new you,” John stated simply. The two Shepards stared at each other for a moment. Jane swallowed and tried to speak.
“John, I-”
“I’m sorry to interrupt Spectres but I have new data that I believe you should know immediately.” EDI broke in, her hologram appearing in the middle of the table. John looked at Jane for another moment but she turned away.
“What’s up EDI?” John asked, turning his attention to the AI.
“The subroutine I created to decode the message the Geth received has completed its analysis. While the message itself is too fragmented to be played there are several key words in it. The intact words are Shepard, Geth, attacked, mayday.” EDI explained. “The data with the coordinates is also fragmented but I was able to use existing star charts to fill in the blanks. I believe Ms. Tali'Zorah vas Neema was trying to send out an SOS signal from the planet Haestrom in the Dholen System.” The Shepards exchanged a look and nodded. John turned back to EDI.
“EDI tell Joker to set course for Haestrom,” John ordered. “Stop for nothing and no one. Tell Ken and Gabby we’re going to redline the engines till we get there.”
“The Illusive Man wanted to speak with you rather urgently, John,” EDI reminded him. John scowled.
“Send him a message, if you have to, tell him what’s happening but we’re going to save our friend,” John replied. He turned to Jane who crossed her arms and was looking down, lost in thought.
"Do you know what Tali is up to?" He asked and Jane looked up. "You managed to get those Quarian kids on our colonies with her help, didn't you?" She nodded.
"Tali called me in to help the Flotilla with an issue that Cerberus caused," Jane explained. "I was able to help them a lot and was even able to get Council aid since Cerberus is a human terrorist group. Still, it was only a minor bit that Tali and I did to get the Quarian kids on pilgrimage to the colonies. All I had to do was mention how colonies regularly scrap tech they can't keep working and the kids were rushing to get to their hands on potential materials for their Pilgrimage offerings. As for Haestrom...I cannot imagine what she is looking for there."
"Then we get her off that world," John said and Jane snorted. Why the hell were the Quarians even there?
"Obviously," Jane said as they exited.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, In Transit
“Come on, Grunt, you can do better than that!” John snapped. Grunt roared and charged. John waited for the Krogan to get just a foot away from him and side stepped out of the way. He stuck his left arm out in an arm bar. Grunt’s eyes widened comically and tried to check his momentum. Too late John lunged forward a step, slamming Grunt in the throat. Using the Krogan’s own momentum he sent the giant man to the ground in a heap. John stepped back and gave Grunt some distance. Grunt pushed himself to his hands and knees and let out several deep coughs and hacks.
“How did I beat you?” John asked simply. Grunt didn’t answer and John scowled. Two quick steps and he kicked Grunt in the side, sending him rolling.
“How did I beat you?” John demanded. Grunt snarled softly but got to his feet.
“You used my momentum against me,” Grunt grumbled. The two men began circling each other. They were alone in the cargo bay, several mats laid out over the area. John had decided for a mission to extract Tali and her team from Geth Heretic controlled space he needed fire power. He’d tapped Jane, Garrus, Legion, Grunt and Mordin for the mission. Mordin would act as team medic but everyone was chosen for one simple reason. Go in, kill everything in their way, and leave with the Quarians. A simple plan and goal but not so simple in execution. Jane had voiced her concerns on Grunt’s lack of experience and John had a simple solution to that.
Training. Morning to night. Training with him and Legion. The Geth had left this training session early to prepare a briefing on the area of Heretic controlled space so now it was just John and Grunt.
“You have the knowledge,” John had said the first morning shortly after they had begun, “But knowing what to do and knowing how to do it are two vastly different things.” And so, they had trained. Grunt was improving by leaps and bounds but now John was sharing something only he and few others on the ship truly knew.
“That’s exactly what a biotic will do,” John lectured now as they circled each other. “However rather than an arm bar you would have run straight into a warp or stasis field or even worse a singularity if the biotic is exceptionally gifted so, you need to learn how to check yourself. Charging in to close range takes away most biotics' advantages. They’re used to hitting targets from far off so you close the gap or take cover till they need a moment to recharge.”
Grunt charged again but this time he was moving from side to side in a zig zag pattern. John smiled, pleased the Krogan was learning. Just before he reached John, Grunt checked his speed on his left heel and spun a fist at John. John ducked and launched both hands at Grunt’s stomach, palms flat. They connected with a meaty whump sound and John sent Grunt staggering back.
“Expect them to have anticipated such a tactic, so adapt on the fly,” John noted and Grunt nodded before lunging at John. John ducked under Grunt’s grasping hand and stepped through the boy’s guard and brought his knee to Grunt’s stomach. Grunt snarled at the impact but quickly grabbed John’s leg. He smiled and prepared to toss John away when pain exploded in the side of his head. Grunt staggered back and glared at John who was slowly lowering his right leg and right arm, which he had just used to elbow Grunt in the temple just below his crest.
“Take stock of what they have and remember it,” John chided. Grunt growled and they began circling each other again.
“How’s it going boys?” Jane’s voice came from the doorway into the cargo bay. John didn’t turn to face Jane until he made a timeout gesture at Grunt who growled in annoyance but stopped circling John.
“Just a little biotic combat training while Legion prepares that briefing on the Dholen System.” John replied, heading for his towel and water bottle. Jane made a sound of surprise in the back of her throat as John drank.
“Why are you doing that?” Jane asked and John lowered the water bottle to look at her. “I’m the biotic, not you.”
“That’s exactly why Jane,” John stated. “You know how to fight with biotics. Grunt needs to learn how to counter them without biotics.”
“So, I can teach him a few weaknesses.” Jane retorted. “I have been training while you’ve been gone.”
“Maybe you can teach him some signs on what biotics look like as they harness certain powers and even how to dodge them but he needs to know tactics like what I use to counter biotics.” John explained. Jane scoffed and John felt his temper spike.
“What can you teach him that I can't teach better?” Jane stated in a tone. John scowled at Jane and turned to Grunt.
“Go shower, rest up for tomorrow. We should get there about zero nine hundred. Pre-mission brief at eight hundred.” John replied. He said nothing till the doors closed behind Grunt. Then he snapped around to glare at Jane.
“I can teach him plenty!” John barked at Jane. Jane glared at him.
“But not about biotics!” Jane snapped.
“This wasn’t about biotics it was how to fight biotics without them!” John shouted at her. “You don’t know that! Every second of your life since Mindoir is how to use them! How to extend your biotics just a bit more, how to push just a bit more!”
“Which is why I should be his teacher in biotic combat, not you!” Jane countered. “I know almost as much as an Asari Commando!”
“No! This is not about biotics! This is about tactics you would never use against biotics because you are one! He needs to know how to counter biotics without them! It may not work for every biotic but he needs to learn what to think about in combat with one!” John barked. He turned to storm away when he heard it. The slight crackle of biotics coming to fore. He dove to the left, rolling away and then up to his feet as Jane used a biotic Stasis where he had just been. He rushed Jane and checked her with a shoulder sending her back.
“Stop that!” John snapped, his temper well and truly snapped. “You did that to me before when we were arguing about Miranda. Well here and now I’m telling you to fucking STOP!” he screamed the last bit. Jane seemed shocked at that but John kept going. “For years since you’ve had your implant you’ve used that damn trick to get the upper hand in our arguments! Do you know how fucking humiliating that is to have your own sister put you in a fucking stasis just to win an argument! You’ve thrown me out of an elevator just because you were upset, you’ve stasised me when I try to walk away to keep from screaming at you. Those biotics are honed as techniques meant for combat! You’ve used a combat technique on your own brother to win fucking arguments! I’ve had enough! Enough of giving you time to get used to me being back, of accepting that I’m me! Well this fucking stops right now!”
John took a deep breath before speaking again, trying not to shout.
“Yes, you have things you can teach Grunt but there are things only a non-biotic knows about combating biotics. A mentality, a basic approach. Grunt needs that because he’s just like me. A plain, ordinary soldier who fights people with complex tech abilities and people with fucking space magic!” John snarled. Jane’s eyes widened at that.
“Don’t do that again.” John snapped, whirling around to leave. “I’ve officially had it. You’ve had your space.”
As the cargo bay doors closed behind him he wished he had a door to slam.
~*TF*~
Jane was standing frozen still in the cargo hold. How fucking dare he? Her biotics flowed over her skin like a violent ocean. She wanted to scream. She had wanted to hurl him from the door into air. He had no right to talk to her like that.
She counted backward from ten. Then twenty. Rage roared in her head. That fool might just be her brother speaking to her that way, but he was a fucking moron if he thought every biotic was so simple. Plus, the additional insult from Miranda about Jane's dead comrades burned beneath her eyes. The rage was too much and she focused on levitating. She forced her biotics down, her feet lifting from the ground. Not enough, she levitated the crates around her. The rage still poured around her. She set off four singularities before she felt the pain in her forehead. She needed to stop. The crates lowered and the singularities ran out. She lowered to the ground and panted.
Jane ran the back of her hand across her upper lip. Scarlett decorated her hand. Great, she had a fucking nose bleed. She licked the blood from her hand before looking up to see Jack smirking down at her from walkway window. The bitch would probably be harder on her the next time they practiced. Jane still need to blow some energy so she began to practice her hand to hand. She punched and kicked the air, using blasts of biotics to throw herself into the air with more force than an opponent would think capable. She twisted and bounced off crates. Sweat rolled down her temples and more blood was oozing into her mouth from her nose.
This John knew a lot but he sure as hell didn't know that Jane never considered when she put her brother in stasis as a "win" it was almost always an escape measure. Lock his stubborn ass down and usually get the last word before running away. Asshole. He also didn't know she knew a whole lot more about krogan battle now. Maybe he was John, or maybe he was a really great actor. If he wasn't her brother, she was going to throw him into the walls until he didn't look like John anymore. She headed up to lie down, staggering under the agony of her headache. She would stop by Chakwas for a little medical aid.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 31st, 2186 CE
Location: Far Rim, Dholen System, Planet Haestrom
“Shepard, our data indicates that Tali is somewhere in these ruins. There is considerable heretic geth activity, and an environmental hazard.” EDI told them over the comms as the shuttle was landing. John grunted and checked his shield capacitors. He glanced out the corner of his eye and noticed Grunt doing the same. Good, he was following John’s lead. As the shuttle finished landing he surveyed the rest of the team. Legion was standing there, still as only an AI could be. Mordin was checking his own omni-tool with Garrus not too far away, watching Jane intently. Jane herself was staring at the doors as they opened, the look on her face icy. He’d offered to let her bring Blasto but she had declined. He understood her reasons why, considering the varren’s lack of shields for protection from the sun.
“Move out,” John ordered, un-holstering his rifle as he led them out of the shuttle. He heard the team following him out. As soon as he entered the light his shields immediately began to emit warning tones.
“Solar output has overwhelmed Haestrom's protective magnetosphere. Exposure to direct sunlight will damage your shields,” EDI continued as they moved down the walkway from the landing area.
“I wonder how long this Quarian settlement had been here,” John heard Jane mention to Garrus as they walked.
“It must have been awhile if this sun is already dying. I can’t see them settling in a system like this intentionally.” Garrus said something back to her but John missed it. He saw a guard post up ahead that looked like it had been used recently and the doors to the colony were closed. John headed for the post to open the doors when he heard someone speaking. He opened the door to the guard shack. There was a destroyed geth near the entrance and a Quarian on the ground by a console. He was recording a message.
“-stayed to buy time,” he gasped and as the door opened he turned. He made a surprised sound in the back of his throat. “Humans? Here?” He let out a cough that was more gurgle than anything. He gasped as Legion came up behind John. “Geth!” Before John could react the man raised a pistol and shot at Legion. All his shots hit dead center and passed through the hole in Legion’s body. Legion looked down for a moment before fixing a look on John.
“No damage, John-Spectre,” Legion replied. “We request that the wounded Creator not recommence with corrected aim.”
“Take it easy,” John said gently as he knelt by the Quarian. Mordin hurried over and took some readings. He glanced at John and shook his head.
“Can you tell us what happened?” John gently prodded. The man nodded before taking a raspy breath.
“Geth, they attacked this morning,” He rasped. “I stayed here to buy some time for the others. Please you have to…have to…” The man trailed off into a set of raspy, desperate breaths. Mordin injected him with something but he kept gasping, trying to breathe. It wasn’t long before he slumped over. John sighed and got up and Mordin gently slid the man down. John hit the controls to open the doors into the colony. He moved past the others and headed past the doors deeper into the colony. It was quiet except for the distant sounds of gun fire echoing.
“That doesn’t sound too far away,” Garrus mentioned to John who nodded in agreement.
“From the subharmonics our audio processors and runtimes indicate that there is a ninety-eight point four percent chance that this is Creator weapons fire with Geth pulse rifle fire in response,” Legion noted as they moved deeper into the colony.
“Thank you, Captain Obvious,” Jane muttered behind them. John just shook his head but Legion’s head did a one eighty and looked at Jane. Jane looked shocked by the motion.
“We believe the extranet indicates we should respond with ‘Thank you, Sergeant Sarcasm’,” Legion replied before turning his head back to face forward. Jane's jaw dropped at the response.
“Oh that’s not creepy at all,” John muttered.
“Interesting,” Mordin mused, “have never seen a Geth turn their head in such a fashion. Please explain, do the servos in your necks normally allow such movement or has your frame been altered to allow such movements?”
“We have made significant alterations to our frame to facilitate such movement,” Legion explained as John led them through the loading area. “Given the audio recordings of such banter amongst the original Normandy collective we believe such humor guidelines and alterations will help others adapt more to our presence. Also, we believe humans have a typical response to such. Worth it,” Legion replied. John laughed out right while Jane just shook her head.
~*TF*~
The team entered through the blast door to the next area and Jane looked up. The roof had a ledge she could follow.
"Garrus, give a girl a lift?" Jane asked and the turian quickly put his back to the wall, getting into a lift stance and cupped his hand before him. Jane ran at him and jumped, firmly placing one foot on his cupped hands. He shoved her up and with a biotic boost Jane was on the roof.
"Jane, what are you doing?" John asked over the comm as she ducked into the shade.
"The ledge extends over all the buildings we have seen. It gives me cover from the sun and the fire. I can give you covering fire and you can keep two snipers down there to give you a good cover," Jane said and John nodded.
"Good technique," he said and began to signal the rest of the team to spread out. They kept moving, slow but steady and when a few geth units rushed around the corner they were ready for them. Jane quickly rushed to get to the other roof, using a biotic leap and drawing some of the fire. The sun was making her shields sizzle as she dove into the shade. She would have to watch out for a sunburn in this light. She peered out and took shots, moving back and forth in the shade.
"Grunt to the west," John's voice ordered in her ear.
"Scoped and dropped!" Garrus cried and Jane smiled.
"I am krogan!" Grunt roared.
"Focus on the Prime!" John ordered. Jane listened to John's orders for a moment and rolled her eyes. She was still mad. She caught his hand motions, he was even making them to her. She didn't need to listen to this. If John wasn't going to listen to her advice, she didn't have to hear him when he was giving orders. She flipped her comm off. This wasn't anything they couldn't handle and she could do better than John. A few minutes later and the main courtyard was clear and Jane turned on her comm.
"Coming down," she said as they reached a hallway in the shade. She leapt from the roof and used her biotics to slow her decent, not the graceful float of an asari matriarch, but a fall with style.
"Nice new move, Shepard," Garrus stated. Jane shot John a look.
"You never know what new moves a person will pick up," she replied. John just shook his head after sighing.
"The geth sent a dropship towards OP-2. Tali'Zorah's secure, but we need backup," a voice called on the open channel and John was pleased to see the childish look was off Jane's face at that. Tali was still alive. They moved into the tunnel to see two quarians on the ground.
"Damn it, I'm out," one groaned as he struggled back, glaring at Legion.
"I...I...can't...see..." the other panted. The group rushed to the men. Jane and Garrus took guard on their six to make sure another dropship didn't fuck them over. Mordin was by the one who couldn't see. His face indicated it wasn't good.
"The Creators need not fear me," Legion said as John got in front of the geth unit as the quarian noticed him.
"We're here to help," John said. "This unit is loyal to us." The quarian who was out of ammo was trying to move back.
"OP-1, this is Squad Leader Kal'Reegar, come in, over!" a voice on the comm called.
"Answer your squad leader," Jane said, gesturing with her hand. "I'm Spectre Jane Shepard. We are friends of Tali'Zorah. We got a distress call from her." The quarian seemed stunned at that as Mordin left his companion and approached, quickly dispensing medical aid to the other.
"This is Yili'Maenna, OP-1 is down, Fula ordered us to return to back up OP-2, but we were ambushed in the tunnel," Yili said over the comms and looked at Mordin in hope but the salarian shook his head. "I'm the only survivor. But Tali'Zorah's old crew is here. They got her distress signal. It made it through. Over."
"I wish it was the Flotilla but back up is back up," Kal'Reegar said. "Get to OP-2. Over."
"Yes, sir, over!" Yili said.
"Patch Tali's friends into Channel 617 Theta, over," he ordered. The team quickly linked up their comms.
“We read you, Squad Leader,” John said and he heard Kal’Reegar take a breath.
"We are on a stealth mission. High risk. We found what we were after but the geth found us. They got us pinned down. Can't get to our ship, can't transmit data through the solar radiation," he began.
"What are the chances of geth back up?" Mordin asked.
"Unlikely. Their patrol ship hasn't lifted off again, and the radiation blocks all offworld communication. Tali sent a probe into space to transmit an SOS, it was a low success rate, but you guys are here, so I'm not complaining," Kal'Reegar explained.
"How are you holding up? We can be there in a few minutes," John said.
"Take it slow and careful. Direct sunlight fries your shields all to hell," he warned.
"I got to feel that first hand," Jane said and John gave her a look. "Rooftop is the best place for me. Eyes in the sky is best and I'm the only one we can get up there fast enough to keep their shields intact." John nodded in agreement.
"We're bunkered down at base camp across the valley. I left Tali'Zorah at a secure shelter, then doubled back to hold the choke point. Getting Tali out safely is our top priority. If you can extract her, we'll keep them off you," Kal'Reeger said.
"Hold position, we'll hit their back ranks," John said and Jane elbowed Garrus as the team headed out.
"Wait! Watch your ass! We've got a dropship coming in!" Kal'Reeger cried.
"Pull your heavies," John ordered. Garrus, Grunt, Jane, and John rushed out of the tunnel with their missile launchers drawn.
"And some people would say bringing four missile launchers is too much," Garrus commented.
"Said the person who catches missiles with his face," Jane replied.
"Take it down!" John ordered as the dropship appeared. The four began firing and the missiles homed in on the ship. The dropship took a pounding and several geth units dropped. Mordin and Legion covered the fighters with the heavies and as the ship began to fall it let out one shot at the three quarians across the field. It hit the barricade and there was a scream.
"Need to assist fallen quarian. Likelihood of suit rupture from such a hit extremely high," Mordin commented. Jane casually turned off her comm as she switched to her rifle and looked to John. He smiled at his sister's attention.
"We'll cover you, Mordin," John ordered. "Garrus, Legion, Jane, take them out, Grunt and I will cover the three of you." The three snipers took positions and began to riddle the approaching geth units.
"Prime!" Grunt roared, but his excitement soon turned to disappointment when he noticed the optics were blown out, but still pleased to have a fight when that didn't stop the unit from trying to shoot him. "He...he...he..." The krogan's growling chuckle was less than comforting to Jane as Grunt began to tear the unit apart.
John moved with Mordin and covered him as they reached the quarians. One was still in fighting shape, keeping geth units from approaching the door, Mordin seemed to be working on a second one, but from what he could see, the third one was out of luck. John was about to charge another geth unit when a shot took it down. He looked over his shoulder to see Yili peering around a piece of debris. Looked like the quarian marine was still in the fight, John grinned. This was going to be easier than he thought.
Soon enough the battlefield was littered with geth remains and the group approached the door, Garrus and Jane quickly flanked Legion while Grunt stood behind him.
"Keelah...is that a geth?" the one who was by the door cried.
"They have it under control," Yili stated and the other marine looked nervous. "Don't worry, Ken'Bekk, you saw it taking down the other units."
"Correction, we are not under control, we mean the Creators no harm at this time," Legion said and Jane elbowed the unit. "We do not understand this communication, Jane-Spectre."
"It means, you are not comforting," Garrus stated.
"Or you are being an ass," Jane added.
"This unit is not a quadruped," Legion replied helpfully.
"This geth is a member of our team," John said and the quarians shared a look. "It helped, so give him a chance."
"We are here to help extract your team," Jane said and Ken'Bekk nodded.
"How is Kael'Shiro?" Yili asked.
"I will be fine...thanks to you," the female that Mordin had been treating said. "But Maera'Orzh..." She looked at the body of the other quarian. The missile had shoved the barrier into the two quarians, but it looked like the male had shoved the female to the side and had been crushed between the barrier and the stone wall behind him. There was a sound of gunfire in the room.
"The science team!" Ken'Bekk cried and they opened the door. Geth had the door on the opposite side of the room open and were pouring in, shooting as they moved in. Three quarians were dead on the floor, but two others were shooting from behind cargo containers in the back of the room.
"Jane!" John cried and Jane threw a singularity at the geth. Most of them were caught but a prime was working its way through allowing a few units to pass around it. The team were quick to start firing, Jane taking out geth caught in the singularity while Grunt, John, and the quarians focused on the prime. Legion, Mordin, and Garrus were helping with the units not caught in Jane's singularity. The prime charged, trying to clear the way but John blasted it back with his shotgun. Every shot blasted away armor and then it fell back as his last shot blew off the rest of its upper half. The shootout was quick to end after that and the quarians aimed at Legion.
"He's a friendly!" John cried but one quarian got off several shots, all passing through the hole in Legion’s body.
“No damage, Shepard-Spectres.”
“I think he kept that hole on purpose,” Garrus remarked to Mordin.
"A...friendly geth?" one of the two quarians from behind the containers asked.
"It sounds insane, but this unit seems to be a...companion," Ken'Bekk explained.
"Jofa, are you okay?" Kael'Shiro asked and as one of the two came out of cover bent over and holding his side.
"I have a suit rupture," Jofa said and Mordin was quick to give him a once over.
"I am Shani'Naanar," the other said as she put her weapon up.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" Tali called from a hologram. John and Jane approached.
"Tali, its Shepard. We're here with the remains of OP-1, OP-2, and the science team, you've been hit with several casualties," John explained.
“John? I'm not complaining, but you show up at the strangest times!” Tali remarked. “What are you doing in the middle of geth space?”
“A friend of ours picked up a garble SOS from you,” John explained, grinning at her. “Since I was in the neighborhood I thought you might need a hand.”
“Thanks for coming, John. It means a lot to hear your voice,” Tali said and Jane huffed peeking over John’s shoulder at the screen.
"We also have Yili, Kael, Ken, Jofa, and Shani," Jane said.
"Jane?" Tali sounded surprised.
"Yes, I'm here with him," Jane said, giving John a look.
"Good to have you here then as well," Tali said.
"What, not going to let her know I'm with you?" Garrus called and Tali looked surprised for being masked.
"Garrus?!" she cried and he smirked.
"You think I would come this far with Cerberus without Garrus on my six?" Jane teased and John smiled. It was almost like old times.
"How are the survivors?" Tali asked and John looked at Mordin who was finishing patching Jofa up. He shot John a thumbs up.
"Our medic says all survivors should be good," John said and Tali let out a breath of relief.
"We knew this mission was high-risk, but I'm glad we haven't had a complete loss of the team," she said. Jane noticed how the other quarians seemed comforted by Tali's concern. "If you are here in the middle of geth space, my probe must have been able to transmit."
"It actually didn't get directly to us, we had help and even then it was pretty badly degraded. Probably from the sun’s radiation," John said. "I'll explain later. We are here to help extract you."
"Thanks for coming, Shepard...Shepards...Garrus. It means a lot that you all came," Tali said. "Kal'Reegar and what's left of the marines got me into the observatory. From where you are, it's through the door and across the field. I got the data I needed and I'm safe for now, but I've got a lot of geth outside."
"We are ready to fight!" Yili said and Mordin shook his head.
"Too many suit ruptures. Need to stay back. More ruptures will increase risk. Already using excessive antibiotics, bad choice to risk further exposure. Remain here, complete suit repairs," Mordin advised and John nodded in agreement.
"We got this, we'll get Tali and the data for you," John said.
"Pick up this Kal'Reegar too, think I owe him a dextro beer for watching out for you, kid," Garrus said and Tali made a noise in her throat.
"I am not a child, Garrus Vakarian," Tali stated and Garrus chuckled as Jane elbowed him. “I’m unlocking the door.”
"We’ll see you soon, Tali," Jane said.
"Stay here, we got this," John said to the remaining quarians. The group headed out and headed to the opening. The room was massive and Jane wondered what it was originally used for. As the drones in the doorway cloaked Jane noticed a walkway.
"Garrus, a lift?" she asked and Garrus got into position to fling her up. A boost of biotics had Jane up high. She looked down to watch John's hand signals as they moved from shadow to shadow. If he was going to signal all the better, she certainly didn't need to listen to him. She flipped her comm off again, ducking to cover along the walkway.
“They know we’re coming now,” John grumped, drawing his rifle. “Everyone keep going till-”
“John-Spectre, alert! Two Prime units incoming!” Legion shouted. John’s eyes widened as two Primes stepped around the corner. He dove for cover, as did the others. The area he’d been standing exploded with the impact of a rocket round.
“This is a bit much, don’t you think?” John shouted to Garrus as he opened fire from his position.
“I think they analyzed how much they were screwed with two Shepards!” Garrus noted shooting a drone down that just decloaked.
“Geth survivability does decrease with the increased presence of two Shepard-Spectre units,” Legion noted, deploying a combat drone.
“Fascinating, I believe that was a Geth compliment,” Mordin noted as he incinerated as drone. John rolled his eyes as the first prime went down in a hail of gun fire. He switched his attention to the second Geth prime and noted its shields were down but it was charging straight at them.
“Focus on its knees,” John barked, opening fire at the left knee. The others followed suit and the geth stumble, falling face down and skidding to a stop not far from them. John got up and switched to his shotgun, putting the barrel to its face before pulling the trigger. The entire unit collapsed after its head was blown off.
As Jane walked she noticed the walkway passed through the wall. She flipped on her comm.
"I have an entryway above, instead of risking my shields coming down on this side, I'm going to pass through up here and get a view of the field before I come down," Jane reported.
"Does it look clear?" John asked. Jane checked with her scope.
"No door, I can see straight through and the platform it opens to is in shadow, I'm still in the back of the room, so I'll be a minute behind you. The walkway is not whole up here, but I can easily make it," Jane said.
"Go for it," John said.
"See you on the other side," Jane said, flipping her comm off as she used a biotic leap to head along the walkway to the other side.
~*TF*~
John lowered the shutters in the next room, an office, to get a view of what they were walking into. It seemed to be a loading dock with a lower and upper catwalk on each side. There was also-
“Shit!” John cried, diving to the side. “Colossus! Get down!” The others scurried out of the way just in time as a large energy blast shot through the window and impact on the wall behind him.
“Well this is special,” John noted. He scurried along the way to the ramp leading down.
“Definitely like old times,” Garrus noted as he followed with the others. They hurried down to find a quarian in heavy red and grey armor taking a shot at the geth with a rocket launcher. John hurried over to him and the squad spread out around them.
“Squad Leader Kal'Reegar, Migrant Fleet Marines. We talked on the radio before that dropship arrived.” He shouted to be heard over the gun fire. He glanced behind John and froze for a moment. “You’ve got a geth, right behind you!”
“We are allied with Shepard,” Legion explained. “We fight the heretic geth units in this area.”
“You know ordinarily that wouldn’t fly with me but I can’t afford to be picky right now!” Kal'Reegar noted, ducking a bit as a rocket impacted their cover by them. “Tali's inside over there. The geth killed the rest of my squad while they were trying to get to her. Best I've been able to do is draw their attention.”
“Are you sure she's still alive?” John asked worried by all the fire and geth units in the area.
“The observatory is reinforced. Even the geth will need time to get through it.” Kal'Reegar chuckled. “And it's hard to hack a door when someone's firing rockets at you. The geth are near platoon strength, but the colossus is the worst part. It's got a repair protocol. Huddles up and fixes itself. We couldn’t get a clear shot while it's down like that. When I found out you were coming I order my team to try to move in closer.” Kal'Reegar looked down for a moment before continuing. “The geth killed them to a man.”
“I’m sorry.” John said earnestly. “What can you tell me about the battlefield?”
“The right side's got a catwalk with sniper perch. You could wreak some havoc from there, but none of my men made it past the geth. The middle's got cover, but the damn colossus has a clear shot at you the whole time, and you've got geth coming in from both sides. The left gives you cover from the colossus, but your ass is hanging out for the geth.” Kal'Reegar explained.
“Any ideas on how to deal with the colossus?” John inquired, ducking as another rocket impacted near them.
“Standard protocol with armature-class units is to sabotage the shields and whittle it down, you know. Kill it with bug bites. But the repair protocol blows that plan to hell. You try to wear it down, it just huddles up and fixes itself. So whatever we do has to scrap that bastard fast. Probably means getting up close, past that cover.” Kal'Reegar noted. John frowned and turned to Legion.
“We need to get to Tali. Analyze the area and give me the best solution.” John ordered. Legion nodded and poked its head above cover for a few seconds. Then it dropped back down and John heard several electrical noises he’d come to associate with geth. He’d thought it must have been units communicating with others but he realized as Legion did it right here by himself that it was the geth programs inside a geth platform communicating with each other.
“We recommend using the upper catwalk to the right. Moving slowly we can draw them towards us provided Creator-Kal'Reegar shoots at them from here with its rocket weapon to draw them into our field of fire. If units move along the catwalk we should be placed to the side of colossus unit to flank it.” Legion replied. “Jane-Spectre needed to increase chances of plan succeeding.”
“Jane you heard him, follow us down after we're out to the right to bring up the rear!” John said into his comms.
“I'm not going to stand there while you run into the enemy fire! They killed my whole squad!” Kal'Reegar protested.
“And if you want to honor your squad, follow the plan! That way all of us and survivors at your base of operations can all go home!” John chided him. Kal'Reegar stared at him for a moment before nodding.
“All right, Shepard! We'll do it your way but at least change frequency to delta 352, that way we can communicate if we need to,” Kal'Reegar agreed. John quickly passed on the order and called over the comms to Jane to do the same. She never acknowledged John but she had done that before when she was giving him the cold shoulder like she had been since yesterday.
“Let’s move out!” John called to the others. “Grunt and I will go up the middle for fifteen feet to draw them in and then double back to join you on the higher catwalk.”
“Hit them for me. Keelah se'lai!” Kal'Reegar shouted. John grinned and nodded at him. He turned to the squad and gestured for them to move out.
~*TF*~
Jane made it through the doorway, she had taken longer than she meant to when part of the walkway had threatened to collapse under her weight. She looked down to see John talking.
"Fuck," she hissed before turning on her comm. Her heart stopped, the line was silent. John was clearly talking. "Fuck...oh fuck..." She looked at her comm settings, it was working, but they weren't on the channel. She quickly went back to the agreed ground team frequency. Nothing. "Fuck!" She had missed the orders, but his hands signaled that they were splitting up, he and Grunt were moving toward the center while Legion, Mordin, and Garrus were holding on the catwalk. Maybe John was doing a three prong rotation. The catwalks would attack from the right and left, the middle would advance. The middle would attack and the catwalks advance. He would probably want her on the left if the others were on the right. Legion would take care of the advancing geth while Garrus and Mordin covered the middle.
The platform Jane had seen turned out to be some sort of office. She looked down and saw some cover. She dropped and used a barrier to shield and her biotics to decrease the fall. If John was doing a three pronged attack she wasn't in position to do her job from the left.
"Fuck," Jane hissed as she moved quickly to the left. She needed to be in position. She flipped her comm to the Alliance channel. Still quiet. She had completely fucked up, she could only hope John didn't realize what had happened.
~*TF*~
“John!” Garrus shouted, drawing John’s attention from the Geth trying to stop them from getting an angle on the colossus.
“What is it?” John called to his friend. The turian pointed across the field and John saw Jane moving along the other catwalk on the opposite side and lower than the entire area. The one where Kal'Reegar had indicated his squad had gotten killed.
“What the hell is she doing?” John roared, before turning his mic on. “Jane! Jane answer me damn it!”
“John, I think her comm unit is off. If she’s there by herself-” Garrus began worriedly.
“They’ll swarm her from both sides since we’re drawing them this way,” John finished. “Fuck!”
“Tactically unsound,” Mordin said, sliding next to them from cover. “Jane Shepard is ignoring orders.”
“She thinks she knows better!” John snarled. He thought for a minute trying to figure out what to do. He glanced at Garrus and made a decision. “Garrus I hate to ask but I need you to get over there and pull her back. Take her to where Kal'Reegar is and you two will provide cover fire from the back. We’ll advance after we give you cover fire to get to her. We’ll clear out the colossus and the other units and come down from the front.”
“I’m ready John,” Garrus said, holstering his sniper rifle and crouching. “Give the order.”
“Run as soon as we open fire,” John order. He turned to the others and nodded before popping up. “Covering fire!” John unloaded his assault rifle as Mordin, Grunt and Legion followed his lead. Garrus moved the minute he could, running back the way they had come, dodging Geth and bolting across the entire field to reach Jane. He slammed into the minimal cover near Jane.
~*TF*~
Jane was aiming at a geth unit in the middle of the field. Unaware of the turian sprinting just out of her vision to the right and completely ignorant of the geth unit slipping from cover to her left.
"Jane!" Garrus cried as Jane shot, removing the head of her unit. Time seemed to slow down as she saw the other unit aiming in her direction, sighting on her. She felt her blood run cold as she realized she was going to lose her head. What a stupid way to die. As she was expecting her head to be blasted off her shoulders, a large turian body impacted with her instead. A geth round went off and the body hitting her jerked. They landed behind a pile of barrels. She was flat on her back, Garrus' face was inches from her own and his eyes were fighting pain.
"Why weren't you answering the comm?" he asked. She looked up into his grey-blue eyes before she heard something drip against her armor. She looked down to see a trail of bright blue rolling down Garrus' side.
"I was on the wrong channel," she said and he looked at her as she grabbed him, rolling him so he was sitting. Her armor was splattered with his bright blue blood. It was staining her stomach, so much blood in such a short time, he was in trouble! Garrus grabbed her arm and changed her comm frequency on her omni-tool.
"Not like you," Garrus grunted as he attempted to shift his body up only to wince. “We’re on Delta 352.” he told her, his face contorted in pain. Jane quickly rushed to his side to see bloody ruin just under his arm pit. A hole in his armor. Blue was oozing from the hole in his side and down his back in a steady stream. A puddle was growing beneath him. She pressed a hand to the wound before noticing the puddle still growing, another hole...and exit wound. He was shot, she had gotten him shot. Garrus was bleeding and she was the reason. Fuck...oh fuck...not Garrus...panic and guilt rose in her throat as she activated her mic, administering medi-gel. She didn't want to move him to look at the exit wound. She needed help, she needed help...Mordin!
~*TF*~
“Garrus is hit! John! I need Mordin it’s bad!” Jane screamed in terror over the comms. John ground his teeth and glanced left. He couldn’t see them from here, flanking the colossus.
“Son of a bitch!” John screamed in frustration. He turned to Legion. “How many Geth platforms between us and them excluding the colossus?”
“Nine units remain,” Legion reported before popping up to shoot one with his sniper rifle. “Now eight.”
“Colossus shields are down!” Grunt exclaimed in joy. John turned and looked. The colossus was indeed sparking and was taking shots directly.
“I got a bad idea!” John shouted down the way to Grunt and Mordin. “Mordin you need to get to Garrus and Jane now! Legion you cover him and draw the heretic Geth here. Grunt!”
“Yes, Shepard!” Grunt crowed in joy gunning down two more Geth.
“We’re charging the colossus!” John shouted, almost not believing his own words. “We hit the legs with every bit of firepower we can before we slam into them! Hopefully that will be enough to put it down.”
“Understood!” Grunt shouted and laughed a deep Krogan belly laugh that only came when they were in the middle of a great fight.
“Ready on your word Shepard!” Mordin replied.
“John! Please!”
“GO!” John shouted and vaulted over the edge. He immediately opened fire on the colossus’s legs with Grunt right next to him. The Krogan bellowed a challenge and did the same. John ran straight for the colossus till his gun overheated. He tossed it aside just as he reached the colossus with Grunt. Both men barreled into a leg each, a loud metallic banging echoing across the field. John strained, groaning and snarling as he pushed. The colossus let out a high pitched whine and then to John’s shock the leg he was pushing actually ripped away from the leg at the knee joint. Grunt’s did the same and both men barrel past and under the colossus just before it fell to the ground. The colossus began making error noises but its head was looking around wildly, trying to target them. Grunt laughed joyfully and whipped out his shotgun and going up to give it the coup de grâce. John took a deep breath looking around. A gun shot rang out and he actually felt the wind as the bullet moved past his head. He whirled trying to find the shooter but saw a Geth unit that had been behind him fall to the ground. He looked back to the upper catwalk and saw Legion there.
“All heretic units, terminated John-Spectre.” Legion reported over the comms. “Jane-Spectre has called for shuttle evac of Vakarian-unit.”
“Well done, Legion. Come on down.” John said and focused on Grunt. “Go help Mordin and Jane get Garrus on the ship. Good work, Grunt.”
“Thank you Shepard,” he rumbled before heading off to help as the shuttle came in. John watched from a distance as they loaded Garrus into the shuttle till Legion reached him. He turned to his Geth friend.
“Follow me, let’s go get Tali,” John said, heading for the observatory doors, picking up his assault rifle as he went. As they walked through he heard Tali call out to them from the end of the room.
“Just let me finish this download,” Tali said. John walked up behind her, watching Tali work for a moment as he put his gun away. Tali finished and withdraw and disc before inserting it into her omni-tool. Then she turned to face them.
“John. I can't believe you're-” Talki cut herself off with a gasp and yanked her pistol up aiming behind John. “Geth! Get down!”
“Tali wait-!” John cried but he didn’t move fast enough. Tali pulled the trigger and unlike the others who had met Legion today she hit Legion square in the head. “Tali easy! He’s a friend!”
“A friend?!” Tali demanded but stopped shooting. Legion seemed woozy, swaying on his feet and his head was sparking severely. “They just killed a whole lot of my friends!”
“He’s not like the Heretic Geth!” John explained. “I promise I’ll tell you everything back on the ship.”
“So it’s just one of the friendly Geth that drove my people from their home world.” Tali snarked.
“We-we-we do not inten-ten-ten-tend physical harm to the-the-the-the Cre-Cre-Cre-Creators at this ti-ti-time,” Legion stuttered out with an electrical screech at the end.
“Fine,” Tali said icily, “we can talk about this later, John. In private.” John sighed and looked at Legion.
“You gonna be okay Legion?” John asked. The Geth seemed to hesitate before turning to the destroyed geth in the room.
“We are functional-al-al at this pre-pre-pre-sent time, John-Spec-ec-ec-ectre with no loss of geth program-am-amz. We can use the Heretic platforms to re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re-re,” John gave Legion a back handed smack with his gauntlet covered hand and a loud clang issued in the room. “-repair our platform. We shall re-re-re-retrieve appropriate materials.”
“Good, see to it,” John sighed and focused back on Tali. “Ready to get out of here?”
“Absolutely. This whole mission has been a disaster.” Tali said with a sigh as they began walking to the door. “I wish I'd joined you back on Freedom's Progress, but I couldn't let anyone take my place on something this risky. Haestrom's sun is destabilizing. Back when this was a quarian colony, it was a normal star. It shouldn't change that quickly. The effect is similar to when stars blow off mass to enter a red giant phase, but Haestrom's sun is far too young for this to be natural. If I had to guess, I'd say that it was dark energy affecting the interior of the star. And of course the Admiralty Board believed the information here was worth sacrificing all our lives for. A lot of people died here. Some of them were my friends. All of them were good at their jobs. All for some damned data about a dying star.”
“Once you deliver that data would you join me on the Normandy?” John asked. Tali nodded.
“I promised to see this mission through. I did. I can leave with you and send the data to the Fleet.” Tali said, bringing up her omni-tool to prepare a message to do just that. “Just let me transmit the data from a secure channel. Then I can leave with you. And if the admirals have a problem with it, they can go to hell. I just watched the rest of my team die.”
“Maybe not your whole team, ma’am,” Reegar said, softly as he came up to them as they walked outside. The other quarian team members were behind him.
“You made it!” Tali exclaimed and Kal'Reegar nodded at her.
“Your old captain is as tough as you said, ma’am,” Kal'Reegar explained. “He made sure I didn’t get my head blown off and took out that damn colossus. He also saved the rest of the team.”
“If need be, the Normandy can get you all out of here,” John offered, eager to get off planet and check on Garrus.
“The geth didn't damage our ship. Long as we get out of here before reinforcements show up, we'll be fine,” Kal’Reegar explained.
“Actually, I won't be going with you. I'm joining Commander Shepard.” Tali explained. Reegar glanced between them and then nodded.
“Well then ma’am if you hand me the data, I’ll make sure the Admiralty Board gets it and I’ll explain everything.” Kal’Reegar said and looked at John. “Keep her safe Shepard, she’s all yours now.”
“You can count on it.”
~*TF*~
"He is stable for now, but we will need to remove the armor to see the path of the bullet," Mordin said as he knelt behind Garrus. Jane knelt on the other side, helping to hold the turian on his side as Mordin treated the exit wound. The rest of the team was still on Haestrom while the shuttle brought Garrus to the Normandy and then returned to pick them up.
"Talk to me, Garrus," Jane said, her voice sounded weak to herself. She wasn't the one who had been shot, but she sounded broken.
"You didn't get rid of me that easily," Garrus chuckled weakly and then groaned. Tears welled in Jane's eyes as she held his hands tightly.
"This is all my fault," Jane said and Garrus managed to open one eye to stare up at her.
"You made a mistake, it happens," he said and Jane gave him a look.
"I failed you and you are paying a price I should have," she said and he chuckled.
"Alright, next time you can catch a rocket with your face and I'll consider us even," he said and Jane clutched his hands tighter. The big dumb turian making jokes with two holes in his body that should have been through Jane's thick skull.
"She is dangerous to this crew." Miranda's voice rose in Jane's mind as she watched Mordin monitoring Garrus' vitals. The pool of blood wasn't growing so that was good, but Garrus had lost a large amount of blood.
"You get people killed Spectre, your teams always seem to die and you manage to walk away." Miranda's voice called again. Garrus' eyes began to flutter.
"Garrus!" Jane cried.
"No concern, sedative taking effect," Mordin stated and Jane was fighting back sobs as she clutched Garrus' hands as if clinging to him would keep him alive.
"...she is a threat to every member of this crew..." Miranda's voice taunted. It seemed like an eternity by the time they docked. Jane and Grunt got Garrus on the stretcher that Chakwas had waiting in the hanger. Jane kept her grip on Garrus' hand all the way from the cargo bay to the medical bed.
"Shepard..." his blood was on her hand.
"Shepard..." his eyes were closed, but his chest was moving.
"Jane!" Chakwas cried and Jane snapped her eyes from Garrus to her friend. "You are in the way. He’s stable and he’ll be fine now that we have him onboard. Go to your room." Jane nodded as she walked out. The world was twisting around her, but she managed to get to her room. She didn't bother to lock the door behind her. She stared at the window and saw her reflection. Blue blood covered her armor and Miranda's voice haunted her.
"You get people killed..." Garrus’s blood was on her. Her breathing became ragged as she saw his face contorted in pain.
"... your teams always seem to die..." tears were pouring down her cheeks as she remember the sight of Hicks’s severed head after the final Thresher maw attack on Akuze. Jane began ripping her armor off.
"... and you manage to walk away..." the Normandy crew who had died in the destruction of the ship. Jane dropped the last of her gear and curled up, pressing against the walls of her room. She did...she kept living. She always made it, she kept getting people killed. Her men on Akuze, the Normandy crew, even her own brother. Jane began to weep.
~*TF*~
“He’ll be alright then doc?” John asked. Dr. Chakwas nodded her head and finished injecting something into Garrus’s IV line. It felt odd to John to see his friend without armor on, wearing hospital garments in a bed.
“The bullet deflected off his natural plating. Two inches to the left and it would have shredded his lungs as it passed through. As it is he’ll be down for a day but he should be on his feet after that. I would recommend light duty for a week after that however.” Dr. Chakwas advised. John let out a big sigh of relief before turning to EDI’s terminal where the hologram was watching silently.
“You heard the doc, EDI. Garrus is off combat roster for next seven days till the doc says otherwise.” John ordered. The hologram seemed to flicker for a moment.
“Acknowledge Shepard. Also, you might want to check in on your sister. She seems…unsettled.” EDI advised and John scowled.
“Oh yes," John said darkly. “I will definitely be doing that next. Thank you for reminding me EDI.”
“I’ll let you know when Garrus wakes up, Spehard,” Chakwas replied, focusing on the readings from her omni-tool.
“Thanks doc,” John said before turning and heading out of the medbay. He walked towards his sister’s quarters. The crewmen saw him coming, the thunderous expression on his face, and scattered. Within moments the crew deck was emptying of personnel. He reached the door to Jane’s room and barely noticed it was unlocked. As he stormed in, ready to give Jane a piece of his mind, he felt the words die in the back of his throat at what he saw.
The room was spartan, Jane’s gear was on the floor sloughed off and forgotten in a way that John had never seen Jane do, as if she dropped the weapons and armor as she entered. In the front corner Jane was curled up, Blasto curled up beside her. He raised his head to look at John before returning to rest beside his mistress. Jane was curled up in the corner, her knees in front of her chest and her forehead resting on them. Her hands were on her head and there was no mistaking the sounds of her sobs.
John sighed. He made his way to his sister, ignoring the varren watching his every move. With another sigh he sat next to Jane on the ground and waited. Jane did nothing but continue to sit there, her arms wrapped around her knees and her face pressed into them as she sobbed.
“Tell me what happened,” John prodded gently, his anger completely gone. “Why did you go to the other catwalk?”
Jane looked up, her arms dropping to the side and she turned her head towards him.
“I turned off my comm. I knew the drill. I used your hand signals most of the way from the drop,” Jane confessed. “I couldn’t see when we converged...when I turned it back on I realized you must have changed channels. I was mad and I turned off my comm earlier, I missed the orders.” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Garrus saved my life and nearly died. That should have been me...”
John ground his teeth for a moment, doing his best not to look angry. Jane had ignored him, again. She had actually turned off hers comms during a mission just to ignore him and his orders.
"So you didn't hear anything then? Not us speaking to Kal'Reegar, Legion's assessment of the battle field, and me asking you to join us on the catwalk? My order to switch channels?" John clarified. Jane nodded, tears spilling down her cheeks and John sighed again. "Never again okay? I know you have more experience than I do now but I do know what I'm doing. You know me trusting you again means you have to trust me again too."
Jane sniffled and nodded. John shook his head and scooted closer to Jane, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. Jane stiffened under his arm for a moment. "Garrus is going to be okay. He'll be on his feet in a couple of days and on light duty for a week." More tears fell and she dropped her head back to her knees, wrapping her arms around them before sobbing.
“Thank God...” she sobbed. “I can’t lose another one.”
John felt taken aback at that. "Who did you lose? I thought the Normandy team was still around. Was it someone else? Another team after I got...lost?"
Jane turned her head to stare at John. She looked at him, tears still on her cheeks. Was this man really John? He was about as dense as her brother. Hearing that Garrus would make it made her feel more in control. She stared at John.
“I have lost my parents, my home, my friends, my comrades, and it never ends. I have ordered my men to their deaths and I have watched them die in situations I could never prevent. I have to live with not making it in time to save people I care about. I have to live with knowing my brother died alone in the vacuum of space and that one of my most loyal friends nearly died because I was stupid and careless enough to break contact. I keep living...” She said, her eyes wide and tired. “I cannot lose another...”
"Ah," John said simply, understanding. It haunted him too some nights. Mindoir, people he'd gotten killed. He'd had to make those choices too but he'd never lost anyone as close to him as Jane and he were. Not since their parents had been killed. He thought for a moment and wondered how he would be if Jane had been the one lost that Cerberus had found. Would he still be a Spectre or would he be so mad with grief that he'd have broken. "I...I can't promise it will never happen again but I will promise I will do my damnedest to make sure it doesn't."
He hesitated. If he said this he would have to acknowledge the possibility. Just the tiniest doubt that lingered in his mind but Jane needed to hear this.
"I understand why you don't trust me." John began. Jane stared at him. Her bloodshot eyes cautious but she was listening.
"I know there might be the chance, the smallest, most remote chance I'm not who I think I am," John allowed, swallowing a sudden lump in his throat.
Jane realized this was not something he was comfortable saying...or he was one of the best actors she had ever seen. But his voice was calm in a way that was so John, she wanted to believe.
"I could be a clone, some high tech VI in this body that just thinks he's John Shepard. Maybe even an AI put in here somehow," John allowed. Looked down at Jane and smiled softly. "But I might just be the real me. And if I am just trust me a bit. Just trust me to let me help us get everyone home. We've done pretty well so far. We've gotten Garrus and Tali back, rescued a woman from the worst prison in the galaxy and even are raising a baby Krogan together with a very crazy Salarian doctor. It's like old times, we even have a Geth friend on the team. Just trust us enough and we'll do our best together to get everyone home."
Jane stared at him, her face closed. The sorrow and pain from before suddenly locked behind a blank expression. For a moment John wondered if the shitty attitude would be back.
“Garrus is alive because we worked together. I will trust you to lead and we’ll figure out who you really are together,” she said. Blasto barked happily from his place beside the two.
“Spectres? I hate to interrupt, but the Illusive Man needs to speak with John immediately. He says the Collectors have attacked another colony.” EDI call out in to the room. John gently pulled away and stood. He went to head for the conference room but stopped. He turned and faced Jane, considering. Then he held a hand out to her.
“Let’s go talk to him. Together.” John offered. Jane glanced at his hand and then looked up into John’s face. The she reached out and took his hand.
"Mind if I clean up first," Jane said, her eyes still red as he helped her to her feet.
"A cold shower should help," John suggested.
End of Chapter 15
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
“So where’s Jane right now?” John asked after checking in on Garrus.
“Oh I’m sure she’s off in her room-”
Meanwhile in her room.
“GOD DAMN IT SHIT!” Jane screamed, her biotic energy wilding tearing apart her room around her.
“-coping.”
OMAKE 2
Jane entered the forward battery and noticed the mattress from Miranda's room.
"Is that Miranda's mattress?" she asked.
"Was it the one left in the galley?" Garrus asked from the panel and Jane smiled.
"Yes it was," she purred. "Garrus, I need your help with a project."
"Sure thing, Shepard," Garrus said and Jane pulled up a mobile camera.
"How do you feel about revenge porn?" she asked and Garrus gulped nervously.
A few hours later...
"...she's reckless and a danger to the team," Miranda nagged John on the bridge before she got an alert on her omni-tool. "And now she's sending me messages!" John looked over.
"It is titled, Accept this Please, maybe it's an apology," John suggested and Miranda opened the message. Immediately the unmistakable sound of rutting filled the bridge. "Oh God...is that Garrus?!"
"Is that my mattress?!" Miranda shrieked.
"Can I get a copy of that?" Joker asked
OMAKE 3
“Which is why I should be his teacher in biotic combat, not you!” Jane countered. “I know almost as much as an Asari Commando!”
“No! This is not about biotics! This is about tactics you would never use against biotics because you are one! He needs to know how to counter them!” John barked. He turned to storm away when he heard it. The slight crackle of biotics coming to fore. He dove to the left, rolling away and then to his feet as Jane used a biotic Stasis where he had just been. He rushed Jane and checked her with a shoulder sending her back.
“Oh this is it!” John roared. “I’m going to teach you a fucking lesson.”
“What are you doing! Where did you get that?! No, John no! Don’t you dare!”
“This worked for Dad when you were being a little brat!” SMACK!
“John stop that, this is so wrong!”
“What did you do wrong?” SMACK!
“Damn you!”
“What did you do?!” SMACK!
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!” Jane began crying like a baby.
OMAKE 4
Jane looked up at Garrus, he had flung them both to safety from the geth approaching. Jane gasped and Garrus grinned before bouncing slightly.
"What did we land on that is so squishy?" he asked before a blast of biotics threw him across the battlefield.
"OH MY GOD MY BREASTS!" Jane cried in complete agony.
"What are breasts?" Garrus asked from where he landed upside down by Mordin.
"Fatty tissue located on the chest of human females and asari," Mordin commented. “Most species find them attractive in basic biological sense.” Mordin took in a deep breath. “Also make me think of old breeding contracts.”
"They're bouncy," Garrus offered.
"Grunt wants to try!" Grunt cried running across the battlefield.
"Oh God no!" Jane screamed.
OMAKE 5
No one knew where John got the karate gi. Not for himself nor the one that fit Grunt perfectly.
“How did I beat you?” John said using his best wise monk voice.
“John this is not the Matrix!”
“How do you know?” John said to Jane in the same tone of voice. “I mean we could just be virtual representations of someone else in this universe. Our actions and choices controlled by them.”
“…that’s stupid. You’re stupid…”
OMAKE 6
"It's good to be working with you again, Shepard," Tali said as she and Jane looked up at the core of the Normandy.
"Haven't directly worked together since that incident with Cerberus on the Flotilla," Jane commented and Tali nodded.
"Thank you again," Tali grinned.
"So..." Jane began and Tali looked at her.
"What?" Tali asked.
"How about that Kal'Reegar?" Jane said and Tali's light blinked quickly.
"No," she said and Jane grinned.
"He was cute," Jane said.
"You couldn't even see his face," Tali stated.
"Okay so he had a nice body," Jane grinned and Tali sighed. "You quarians purposely design armor to make your asses look that good?"
"Shepard!" Tali cried, covering her butt.
"Don't worry, John loves the view, now about Kal'Reegar. What about you and him?" Jane laughed before noticing Tali was gone. Her eyes widened in realization. "No Tali! Go to Kal, not my moron brother! Fuck, I suck as a matchmaker!"
Notes:
Toby Note: *stretches in his chair and groans happily as his joints pop* Well that was fun. Time for the Vakarian fans to call out for our blood. I hope you all enjoyed it. I know Belle like writing Jane’s parts.
Belle Note: I won't lie guys, this chapter had some major fights between me and Toby, (Toby: Oh yeah, big time. Belle: Oh hush!) mostly because we wanted to best convey the humanity of our characters. I wanted a feeling that Jane is not the superhuman Spectre that so many think she is. She is a soldier and she has a human psyche which has been under completely too much pressure. Toby wanted people to understand that John is not some submissive follower, he is the Commander of the Normandy and he is trying to ease his fucked up sister into believing he is who he says he is but he is done with her shit. This was a very hard chapter to write because we wanted our Shepards to still be heroes and amazing characters, but we still wanted them to be human. Humans are not perfect and I especially was upset by how many people commented on how "perfect" Jane was. Jane is not perfect, she is bearing an unbelievable amount of survivor's guilt. She has cut off all of her close personal bonds and is slowly regaining them. While Jane was being a bad ass Spectre she was far from perfect. She couldn't confirm the Collectors were attacking the colonies, she ignored her friends from the Normandy, she became a brutal warrior who would desecrate bodies to use psychological warfare on Batarians, that in my mind is not a perfect person. Bad ass, yes, scary, yes, but perfect, hell no. However, please keep reading and I hope we keep living up to your expectations.
Chapter 17: And I Wonder if I Ever Cross Your Mind
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Shepards and crew must travel to Horizon, but now the timeline is changing, they have Tali and both Kaidan and Ash are alive. John must accept that Jane is not at her mental best while she must accept that she is only human and is starting to fall apart after too long working to fill the place of her brother.
Notes:
Belle's Note: I will admit it, I am a lover of DLC. I can honestly say there are very few DLC add-ons I have ever regretted. I think I have enjoyed all of the Bioware ones. But then, I am in a quasi-abusive relationship with Bioware.
Toby’s Note: Oh my God is that true. I usually get the DLC for a game before Belle but every time one came out for Mass Effect or Dragon Age she always beat me to them. I also believe BioWare doesn’t treat us this way on purpose. They sold themselves to the devil who creates sports games every six months that are essentially the same game as last time and is now firmly forcing Loot Box leeches on us. Seriously, if we published chapters by loot box you’d each need to pay $2.50 per paragraph. *thinks that over for a minute* Actually that appeals to the greedy bastard in me. Better not…
And thank Belle straight up for this chapter. She got it to me within a week after we published 15. *thumps head on desk* Yeah, no pressure to get it back to you right away, Belle. Oh, what’s that? Why isn’t 17 done already? *grumbles and waves his left hand at her with two broken fingers*
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 16: And I Wonder if I Ever Cross Your Mind
Earth Date: January 31st, 2186 CE
Location: In Transit, Far Rim
As the Shepards entered the conference room, Jane's hair was still damp from her shower, the red was gone from her eyes and the blank look she kept on her face she used in a fight was back in place. John considered saying something but decided against it.
"Patch us through, EDI," John ordered.
"Both of you?" she asked and he nodded as Jane shot him a look.
"The Illusive Man should recognize I'm not working alone. I am a Spectre and he should know both of us are on this ship by now," John said in aside to her. Jane watched as the conference table descended into the floor. John gave her a look before striding forward and she followed him so they were standing side by side in the center. The holographic interface went up and Jane saw him as the hologram filled the room. The Illusive Man. The man was considered a ghost by Alliance brass. Cerberus operatives captured by the Alliance had addressed him only as The Illusive Man, "The" was used as if it were part of the name. The only report that had been issued about him indicated he was the only one. Some of the brass suspected The Illusive Man wasn't real, now Jane knew. Augmented blue eyes looked at Jane, no emotion on his face. She gave him the same back.
"Jane Shepard. A pleasure to meet you," he said and Jane tilted her head. "I underestimated you. I should have invited you in from the beginning."
"I would have rejected your offer and you know that," Jane said. "Too much bad blood between us." He nodded at that.
"Enough pleasantries then, Shepards. I think we have them. Horizon...one of our colonies in the Terminus Systems-has been suspiciously silent," The Illusive Man said and while Jane didn't move, her heart stopped. She knew Horizon, she had recommended it on the list of most likely to be hit colonies. Her recommendation had gotten Kaidan and Ash co-assigned there. Kaidan and Ash were on the colony about to be taken by the Collectors and they would not be able to warn them. Fuck. "If it isn't under attack, it will be. Has Mordin delivered the countermeasure for the seeker swarms?"
"Not yet," John reported.
"Let's hope he works well under pressure. There's something else you should know," The Illusive Man said, his eyes flickering to Jane. "Two of your former crew, Kaidan Alenko and Ashley Williams, are stationed on Horizon."
"Last I knew they were both Alliance, why would they be out in the Terminus Systems together?" John muttered.
“Most likely the woman beside you can answer that,” The Illusive Man drawled and both men looked at Jane. John had a look of surprise on his face and The Illusive Man was smirking at Jane who sighed.
"Cerberus likes to think they are the only ones looking out for humanity, but we knew we had to do something. We looked at the Terminus colonies and did a risk assessment. We created several two-man teams to go to each one," Jane explained. "We sent the teams with defense guns to try and protect the colonies. Officially, it's an outreach program to improve Alliance relations with the colonies, but it has always been to try and stop the abductions."
"So, the Collectors just happen to pick a colony with members of our former crew? I don't buy believe for a second that’s a coincidence," John said and Jane nodded. It was too convenient, there were seven teams on the most likely to be hit colonies out of the over two dozen potential colonies in the Terminus, the chances of the Collectors just randomly going after Horizon was too small to be coincidence.
"It shouldn't be a surprise the Collectors are interested in you. Especially if they are working for the Reapers. They might be going after them to get to you," The Illusive Man noted, looking at John as he spoke. "I assume you will be informing the Alliance." His eyes moved to Jane and she nodded.
"They need to know we were right about Horizon being a target, but we will able to make it to Horizon before Alliance back up can arrive," Jane said. “The relay here connects us there quicker than from the Sol system or any other closer fleet patrol.”
"Good to know they won't be getting in our way," The Illusive Man drawled, before taking a drag of his cigarette. "I'll send them a message personally giving them all the data you discover."
"Send the coordinates. We'll head straight there," John said and The Illusive gave them both a calculated look.
"I've been trying to reach you since you left for Haestrom, the colony may not have much longer," he said and both Shepards shared a look. "This has been the most warning we have had, let us hope your detour didn't cost us that. Good luck." The communication cut out shortly after that. John frowned and shook his head before turning on his comms.
"Joker, set a course for Horizon. I've got to go see the professor," John said and Jane followed him.
"Aye, aye, Commander," Joker responded and the two headed into the research lab. Mordin was staring at one of the seeker insects John had acquired on Freedom’s Progress from Veetor.
"Please tell us you have something," Jane said as they approached. For a moment Mordin's face was dark before a pleased smile bloomed on his face. Jane prayed they would make it to Horizon in time.
“Yes,” Mordin said, turning to the table in the room and pulling up a display of basic armor. “Have discovered seekers sense bioelectrical energy. Any living creature large enough will be sought out by seekers. Explains why quarian on Freedom’s progress not taken. His encounter suit masked said signature. Not even cloaking technology does this, need had never been established previously but Veetor was slightly-” Mordin took in a deep breath. “-unstable. Made various personal modifications to suit.”
“Can you adapt this for our armor?” John asked and Mordin nodded.
“Modification simple but not effect against physical contact. If several seekers repeatably impact live flesh swarm will note location. Also, seekers are tuned for only energy of higher life forms.” Mordin said, looking at Jane. “Creatures such as varren will be ignored.”
“Good to know, Blasto will be a big help then in case we have to wait while a swarm passes.” Jane noted.
“How long to complete the upgrades for the entire team Mordin?” John inquired. “This is going to be a full team deployment.”
“Several hours. Process relatively simple but need to create module to alter armor.” Mordin noted, gesturing at a device on the table John assumed was the prototype. “Tali’Zorah and Legion would be ideal given their capabilities.”
“Go ahead and get them up here so you can start right away,” John said gesturing to Jane to leave with him. “We’re heading straight for Horizon.”
“Understood, will begin right away,” Mordin noted, turning on his omni-tool as they left.
"Jane, I need to ask you something," John said as they exited the lab and Jane looked at him. "It's something personal. Come up to my cabin." She nodded and the two went up to his quarters.
"Cerberus certainly does try and seduce with its opulence," Jane muttered as she looked at the room. John looked at her before leaning against his desk.
"What happened between you and Kaidan?" he asked and Jane froze. Her face locked down and her eyes moved slowly towards him. "I need to know before we get to Horizon."
"We broke up after the Normandy was destroyed," Jane said.
"I get that, but what caused the break up?" he asked and Jane stared at him.
"The death of John Shepard," Jane explained. John just stared at her, his eyes wide. How was his death what drove them apart?
"How..." he started before Jane cut him off with a shake of her head.
"Kaidan blamed himself and made it clear he felt he didn't deserve me so he left, and I realized just being with me would only make him feel worse so I let him go," Jane said. "It happens. I haven't seen him in about a year." She turned to leave.
"You recommended that Ash and Kaidan work together didn't you, you might even have tapped them for this team," John said and Jane froze at the door.
"You can break up with someone and still respect them for the job they do. Besides, the two of them helped bring down Saren and Sovereign, they know each other and can keep each other alive," Jane said. "So...yes, I did nominate the two of them for this job and I did recommend that they work together." She walked out of the room.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 6th, 2186 CE
Location: Shadow Sea, Iera System, Approaching Horizon
"There’s nothing on the comms," Joker reported as the ground team prepared to disembark in the shuttle bay. Jane was with Blasto, Jack, Tali, and Kasumi were checking their gear on one side, while Grunt, Mordin, Miranda, and John were preparing on the other. John noticed the two kukris blades on the small of Jane's back as well as the additional clips she was putting on her legs and chest. It looked to him like she was prepared for all out bloodshed.
"Reminder to biotics, biotic energy is a useful tool against seekers, may prove useful against Collectors as well," Mordin spoke up suddenly. Jane and Jack exchanged a high five.
"I'm sticking with you two," Kasumi stated and John rolled his eyes as the elevator doors to the cargo bay opened.
"You're not planning on leaving without me?" Garrus asked as he strolled in the room.
"Do you have medical clearance?" John asked and Garrus gave him a look.
"It was a graze, light duty for that long and I was going crazy, also...Ash and Kaidan are friends," he said and Jane gave him a look. "Besides, how can I keep saving your sister's ass if I'm not there?"
"Still not funny," Jane commented.
"Oh, but you can make rocket to the face jokes?" Garrus chuckled and Jane gave him a look.
"The rocket wasn't aimed at me," she shot back just before she whistled and Blasto jumped into the shuttle right after her.
"God, Shepard, you're going to make me sick with your flirting," Jack said as she climbed in behind Jane.
"I can kill you Jack," Jane's voice carried out of the shuttle.
"Haven't done shit in practice," Jack retorted.
"I will destroy you, bitch," Jane teased.
"Are they friends or should I be worried about making it to the planet?" Tali asked and Kasumi smiled.
"Oh, they're getting along fine,” Kasumi replied. “It’s sweet, like two rabid varren playing!"
"I'll agree to the rabid varren stament,” Miranda huffed and John rolled his eyes as the rest of the team began to board the shuttle.
"More reminiscent of male human bonding than female, but close association without follow through indicates empty threats," Mordin stated.
"Get in the shuttle Garrus, we have a job to do," John sighed, waving his friend inside. God the one person he had to worry about the least was the one who’d been shot.
~*TF*~
The shuttle banked as Ensign Harrison found them a clear landing zone near a supply port with a break area that had a view of the surrounding farm land. As the rest of the team disembarked John was the last one out. He stopped and looked up at the Collector ship landed at the opposite side of the colony as the shuttle flew away. He frowned as he brought his assault rifle off his back and into his arms. He didn’t like being so far away from that ship but they had no choice. This was the best and clearest place for ground team entry. They would have to hoof it the rest of the way.
“We're ground side.” John said into his comms. As he took his hand away from his ear piece he turned to look at Mordin as a swarm of seekers flew by in the distance. “Mordin, you sure those armor upgrades will protect us from the seeker swarms?”
“Certainty impossible. But in limited numbers, should confuse detection, make us invisible to swarms. In theory.” Mordin noted. John sighed. He’d suspected as much.
“In theory?” Miranda drawled but John heard a note of concern in her voice.
“Experimental technology. Only test is contact with seeker swarms. Look forward to seeing if we survive!” Mordin said excitedly as they came around the corner.
“We really need to establish safety guidelines for your tests involving crew, Mordin.” Jane noted to the salarian. John snorted and was about to say something when movement up ahead caught his eye. He saw several Collectors…flying in?
“They can fly?” Jack demanded. “You never told me that Jane!”
“I didn’t know they could do that!” Jane shouted back to her as the team all took cover and began to shoot at the Collectors. “None of the security footage showed them flying!”
“Oh, this is starting off so well!” John snapped, gunning down a Collector that was trying to flank them.
“-omander…getting… interfe…can’t maintain…” Joker tried to call out to them before the comm signal cut into static. John frowned and glanced at Garrus who looked to him as well after checking his own comms.
“The Collectors are disrupting communications,” Garrus noted and John grunted, looking over their cover and opening fire on an incoming group.
“We’re on our own now,” Jane commented, shooting a Collector down. Jack used a biotic shockwave and blasted the remaining Collectors down the way. John gestured the team to move forward just before another squad of Collectors came around the corner, leading husks.
“What the hell are those things?” Kasumi called out from somewhere nearby. John growled and blasted two husks down.
“Husks!” John barked out. “Don’t let them get close, they’ll take down your shields!”
“Blasto!” Jane barked out this time. “Engage!” Blasto let out a harsh barking sound and leaped from the right, plowing into a group of husks. The varren ripped the head off the one he landed on and lunged at another, grabbing its leg and tossing the husk into the last one in the group. John blinked in surprise, having lost track of the varren.
“Okay, that was badass,” John admitted to his sister. Jane blinked at him in surprise as the team put down the last of the Collectors and husks. He missed her actually smile a bit at the praise as he walked up to the team. Mordin was examining a husk body while Miranda helped. Jacob and Garrus were keeping a look out as Grunt came over and frowned at it.
“Sort of looks human. This one of the colonists?” Grunt growled.
“They actually look like the husks the heretic Geth used on Eden prime,” John noted as he looked at the body. It looked almost like the husks from before but it seemed different, more advanced.
“Confirms data from Illusive Man,” Legion noted, the panels on his head shifting. “Old Machines are aligned with Collector species.”
“The geth made husks on Eden Prime by impaling them on spikes. We haven't seen any.” Garrus noted, gesturing around.
“These aren't exactly the same as the creatures we fought on Eden Prime. They're more advanced...evolved.” Jane noted and John nodded in agreement.
“The Collectors must have brought the husks. They're taking the colonists alive for something else.” Miranda noted, standing up as she dusted off her hands. “It explains why they look similar but different. They refined the process since Eden Prime.”
“So, then the Collectors must be experimenting on the colonists. What are they up to?” John grunted. Mordin also stood, storing the samples he took on his belt.
“Speculation unwise. Could be anything.” Mordin noted. “Hopefully data acquired on body will reveal causality.”
“Guess we'll find out when we stop them.” Jane noted.
“They still die when you shoot them.” Jack said, grinning evilly.
“The Collectors aren't getting away with more victims.” John growled. “Let's move out people.”
~*TF*~
After that initial encounter they moved deeper into the colony. It took them an hour to make their way in, and in that entire time nothing. Not one Collector or husk. Not one colonist either. It wasn’t until they got into a deeper loading area that they saw something. Pods. They appear to be of the same tech that the Collectors were using. They stopped to examine them and Jane even saw John find a Collector’s beam rifle near one of them. As he stowed it on his back to take back to the ship as he took a closer look at the pod.
"There's a person in there," John said, looking in the pod that the Collector weapon he found was beside. Jane stared at the empty colony.
"They've been loading the people up," Jane stated, her mind thinking about the design of the colony. The ship was on the outside of the colony about a hundred and thirty degrees to the left from their drop point. They were moving slightly right and had only found these pods and no colonists at this point.
"Collectors have most likely loaded nearly three quarters of the colonists onto their ship by now," Mordin stated as John smacked on the pod a few times trying to force it open.
"How do you know?" Tali asked as she examined one to try and find some sort of control console.
"Because this is the first pod we have found and based on our position, they would load the nearest colonists first and the furthest last, working from the edges inward," Jane said.
"How the fuck did you figure that out?" Jack asked.
"Mathematics," Miranda commented.
"We need to move, we have to stop that ship from leaving," John said.
"Our best bet is the AA defense guns," Jane noted. John nodded in agreement.
"Then let's get to the major controls after we open these pods," John ordered. As they started to move towards a few pods a squad of Collectors flew in.
"Do all of these fuckers fly?" Jack hissed in disgust.
"We don't have time for this!" Jane snarled as she used a slam followed by a singularity to slow down the advancing attackers.
"I am krogan!" Grunt roared and the team went into action. Jack was throwing Collectors into the wall while Garrus shot them through the head. Kasumi was cloaked and seemed to be watching their backs while Mordin used ranged attacks. John and Jane were both in the fray as Miranda covered them and Blasto hit the Collectors attempting to sneak up on Jane. It was going well until one of Collectors began to hover and light glowed through its exoskeleton.
"I am assuming direct control," an inhuman voice called and the Collector's eyes glowed. It looked as if it was on fire. "Direct intervention is necessary."
"That does not look good," John stated.
"Duck!" Jane cried as the glowing Collector threw what looked like a biotic blast at him. He threw himself to the side and as the blast hit the ground the grass ignited.
"That was not a biotic attack," John commented. “It was on fire!”
"That was a biotic attack," Miranda muttered in shock.
"How the fuck...did it make a warp flammable?" Jane muttered, distracted. Kaidan and Ash had been here. How had they neutralized the colony. Jane thought about the outline of the colony. Kaidan and Ash would have been relatively near the center of the colony, unless they had been working on the guns. The chances were good they were already...collected. Panic was building. She had tapped them. She had picked them. If the Collectors had them...anything that happened would be Jane's fault!
"My attacks will tear you apart," the Collector called and more Collectors converged.
"We're pinned," Garrus stated and Jane popped up, throwing a singularity towards a small group, catching them.
"These count as my kill!" Jack snapped, glaring at Garrus and Jane.
"Not if I don't kill them first," Garrus replied.
"We are your genetic destiny," the glowing Collector continued.
"Anyone else creeped out by how it's talking without a mouth?" Kasumi asked and John shot a look in the direction of the voice. "What? It is."
"Genetic destiny...may indicate Collectors are after humans for genetic variation," Mordin commented. "Taken humans might possibly be used for genetic experimentation."
"Not comforting Mordin!" John snapped as he saw the look taking over Jane's eyes.
"This hurts you," the glowing Collector called.
"Not as much as this will hurt you," Jane snapped as she popped up and shot three grenades at it with the grenade launcher she had brought.
"Shepard, I always survive," it hissed as it turned to face her.
"So, do I fucker," Jane sneered before shooting once in the head with her pistol. It seemed to disintegrate into ash. The team quickly took out the few Collectors remaining while John and Jane stared at the ash.
"That Collector knew who you were," John stated, frowning.
"Until today...I have never seen a Collector," Jane said. "It knows who I am...which means it probably knows who you are."
“But it focused on you.” John noted, focusing on Jane. “Why?”
"We should head towards the center of colony," Miranda noted, drawing their attention. “These people should be fine and the sooner we stop them loading the ship the more people we’ll save.” Jane frowned at that as John appeared to consider her words.
“I don’t like it but it makes sense.” John agreed. Jane’s frown turned into a scowl and she opened her mouth to argue against it but realized Miranda was right. She sighed but nodded in agreement. John signaled the team to move forward and they headed towards the center of the colony. Dead center was a large building with reinforced walls and doors.
"It's locked," Tali said as she quickly began hacking the door.
"A good sign, survivors probably in hiding," Mordin replied. The door opened and the team headed in. John glanced around, impressed. He recognized the setup, it was the colony bunker design he had recommended to Jane for her Mindoir report. He had no idea Jane had actually used it. He saw movement out of the corner of his eyes and focused on it. Someone was trying to hide between pieces of equipment and consoles.
“Company” John noted, drawing his pistol, the others following his lead. “Get out here. Now!” John saw a colonist peeking around a storage container and he eased himself out as John lowered his gun, gesturing for the others to do so as well.
“You're...you're human! What were you doing out there? You'll lead them right here!” The man moaned and John narrowed his eyes at him.
“You had to hear them trying to get in. Seems like it's hard to hide from the Collectors.” Jane noted.
“Those things are Collectors? You mean...they're real?” the colonist said in obvious surprise. “I thought they were just made up. You know...propaganda. To keep us in Alliance Space. No! They got Lilith. I saw her go down. Sten, too. They got damn near everybody!”
“What's your name? What do you do here?” John asked. He gestured for the others to spread out and acquire anything they needed.
“Name's Delan. Mechanic. I came down to check on the main grid after we lost our comm signals.” Delan said as the others spread out and John even saw Mordin treating a graze on Jack’s arm. “Then I heard screaming. I looked outside and there was...swarms of bugs. Everyone they touched just froze. I sealed the doors. Damn it....it's the Alliance's fault! They stationed those two marines here. That Alenko and Williams. They built those defense towers. It made us a target.” John heard Jane growl softly under her breath as he spoke and he glanced at Jane. She was scowling angrily at him, her left fist was clenched.
“Tell me more about these Alliance reps.” John ordered him.
“Commander Alenko and Chief Williams? Heard they were some kind of heroes or something. Didn't mean nothing to me, though. Would've rather they stayed back in Council space.” Deland snarled and John shook his head. “They were supposed to be helping us get the defense towers up and running. I got the feeling they were here for something else. Spying on us, maybe. But they brought what they called a gift from the Alliance. High powered GARDIAN lasers. Supposed to keep hostile ships from landing near the colony. Had to build a massive underground generator just to give it enough juice. Only we couldn't get the targeting systems online. So, the Alliance gave us a giant gun that couldn't shoot straight. Stupid sons of bitches.”
“Can’t argue with that sometimes,” John muttered under his breath, thinking of his court martial that was a not an official court martial and subsequent discharge.
“Why do you think this is the Alliance's fault?” Jane demanded.
“We're just a small colony. Nobody bothered us before we started building those damn defense towers and drew attention to ourselves. I left Council space to get away from the Alliance. Nothing good ever comes from getting mixed up with them.” Deland noted and John snorted.
“The Collectors are targeting remote colonies. The Alliance was trying to help.” Jane retorted.
“I don't need their help. Too many strings attached. Those reps said they were just here to get the towers online but mark my word...there's more to it.” Deland said and Jane was now glaring openly at the man.
“If you have defenses we can use them against the Collector ship!” Jacob said from behind them.
“You'd need to calibrate the targeting system first. It's never worked right...” Delan said bitterly.
“We can figure it out. Just tell us where to find it.” Miranda said, joining the conversation.
“Head for the main transmitter on the other side of the colony. Pretty hard to miss. The targeting controls are at the base.”
“It’s probably better for you to stay here out of the way,” John said, gesturing for the team to head for the exit.
“Yeah, that’s what I was thinking too,” Deland drawled. Jane took a step towards him but John pulled her along by the arm. “I'll let you out, but I'm locking the door behind you. I'm not taking any chances. Good luck. I think you're going to need it.”
As the group exited the building Jane shot John a look.
“You realize he probably locked other survivors out of that room too.” Jane snapped to John. John sighed and gestured behind them as they left.
“I wish to God I could prove that.” John replied and Jane huffed. She turned to focus on the area they were entering, noting that there were more pods. Jane looked in the direction of the transmitter tower. Ash and Kaidan would probably have tried to fight their way to the targeting system. They had to be in this part of the colony...not loaded on the ship. Please God, not loaded onto the ship. It all depended where they were when the attack came. Hopefully they got this far. As the team turned the corner into a courtyard more Collectors swarmed in. There was another glowing one.
"I am Harbinger. Your minions have failed, Shepard," it said and Jane's heart was in her throat. They knew about Kaidan and Ash! Blinding rage narrow her vision of the battlefield so the only thing she saw was the glowing one. She was suddenly in front of it, her head spinning. She knew vaguely in the back of her mind that it was a vanguard rush, but she had never completed it before. She was dazed but not enough to forget her blades. She drew them both and decapitated the Collector before throwing up a barrier, sheathing the blades and drawing her pistol faster than she ever had.
John didn’t understand what had just happened. The glowing Collector had snarled at Jane and she had just…vanished, leaving a trail of biotic energy behind her. Miranda had sucked in a breath at the sight of while Jack laughed behind them as Jane charged up the stairs.
“Spread out!” John ordered, blasting a Collector in half with his shotgun. “They’re trying to pin us down by the entrance!”
“Assuming control. You escaped us before, Shepard, not again,” John heard bellowed from somewhere in front of them and cursed. He saw a group of them heading for where Jane was and he charged for the building, racing after his sister.
Jane was in a rage that would do Wrex proud as she shielded and shot. Her pistol clicked empty and the Collector before her took on an arrogant body posture. She couldn't die to a giant bug, not when Kaidan needed her. She rushed the Collector, tucking its weapon under her left arm before bashing it in the face with her pistol. It staggered before releasing its weapon. Jane dropped the pistol and lifted the Collector's rifle, blasting it away with a beam of energy. She heard the movement around the side of the building and ran headlong at it, screaming. Kaidan needed her, he was going to be used for genetic research. No organism taken by the Collectors for genetic research had ever been seen again. As she rounded the corner she never expected an arm to curl around her at neck height. The agony of the clothesline hit was bad, her momentum was worse, her feet went up and the Collector drove her body down. Jane's back slammed into the ground, shoving all air out of her lungs. The pain was livable, the Collector foot slamming down on her chest indicated this encounter might not. The second mission in a row where her own stupidity was going to kill her. As fast as the Collector had gotten her to the ground and was aiming, John was there, tackling the Collector. He rolled to the side and Blasto was leaping right over him, removing the Collector's head from its body with a large bite.
"Jane, calm down. I don’t know what it said to you but you need to calm down." John chided, pulling his sister to her feet. "I know we're trying to get to the others but I won't let you kill yourself to do it." Jane rubbed her throat, panic and rage clear in her eyes.
"I won't let another one of my men die if I can do anything to stop it!" she cried. John grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her.
"We're trying, damn it!" he shouted at her. "But if we all die trying to get to them then it will have been for nothing!" He glanced over Jane's shoulder and saw Garrus coming up behind them, plainly worried. "I'm not the only one on this team that cares about you." He said to her softly and turned to take point, letting Garrus come up behind her but staying within ear shot. Garrus looked at Jane.
"You okay?" Garrus asked and Jane stared at him, his eyes were on her throat.
"Sorry, went into a krogan blood rage, don't tell Wrex or he'll have to adopt me," she joked in her new raspy voice and Garrus chuckled.
"I make no promises," he teased. The rest of the group entered the room as Jane took control of her emotions again.
"I didn't know you could do a biotic rush," Jack smirked and Jane rubbed her throat.
"I didn't either," Jane hissed, she slowly realized that talking made her throat hurt, her voice box was probably damaged. "We need to keep going."
"One sec..." John stated and Jane gave him a look. "Mordin, quick check." Mordin ran his omni-tool over Jane before making her open her mouth wide. He spayed a mist into her throat and Jane sighed in relief.
"Bruises for the most part, some stain to the throat, non-threatening," the salarian commented and John huffed.
“Spread out everyone.” John began. “We still have to clear the area and by now-”
“We are Harbinger! Kill one and a hundred will replace it!” A Collector bellowed and John sighed. “I will direct this personally!”
“I knew that was going to happen.” John grunted. He peered out the window and saw the glowing Collector, now he knew the thing controlling it was calling itself Harbinger. Harbinger was directing the others into cover as a swarm of husks showed up. John blinked in surprise as something that looked like several husks stitched together came lurching behind them. It was big and bulbous, with what appeared to be a big organic gun growing from the front.
“What the fuck is that?” Jack demanded, looking out window as well. It aimed at them and an energy blasted fired from its gun, impossibly impacting on the ground and then up the wall toward them. Jack leaped back but the blast hit Jacob who wasn’t expecting it. It threw him back as it collapsed his shields. Jacob growled and tried to bring up a barrier but the energy from the blast was shimmering over his armor. It was very slowly beginning to fade.
“We’ve got to spread out, we’re sitting ducks in here!” Kasumi noted.
“Jane take Jack and Blasto.” John ordered, pointing back out the way they had all entered. “Focus on the husks but take out what Collectors you can.”
“Oh yeah!” Jack bellowed, her barrier flaring to life. “I’m gonna rip them all in half!” Jane nodded and followed Jack out as the convict rushed into battle. John glanced the others over and nodded.
“Garrus, you and Legion turn this into your perch. Jacob and Mordin will stay here to make sure you don’t get flanked.” John ordered, focusing on Jacob. “Jacob, I want you to see how long it takes for you to be able to bring your shields back up.”
“Understood,” Jacob said. Legion and Garrus were already moving to the windows to take position.
“Grunt you’re front line with me.” John ordered and looked at Miranda, Tali and Kasumi. “The rest of you, you’re behind us. Cover our flanks as we cut in. We’re focusing on the big boys.”
“Ready when you are John!” Tali cried. John smiled at her eagerness and led them to the other exit from the room. They moved down the stairs and right into a squad of Collectors. John blasted two right away as Grunt bellowed and charged right into the mess, stomping one under his feet and shoving the others aside. John saw Tali’s drone materialize in the mess of them, distracting them further. John shoved one over the side and blasted another.
“John, on the right!” Miranda shouted behind him. John looked right and saw the Harbinger possessed Collector leading a husk-thing right at them.
“Scion, fire!” Harbinger bellowed. The husk-thing bucked as its gun fired. Everyone dove out of the way and John hit the ground by the ramp. Unable to stop his momentum he rolled down the ramp near Harbinger’s feet.
“Oh shit.” John snarled just as Harbinger reached down and clamped a clawed hand on his shoulder. He lifted John bodily into the air.
“Your body will be preserved, Shepard,” Harbinger growled, his free hand beginning to glow.
“No thanks been dead once before,” John snarled, kicking out and planting the heels of both his feet in the possessed Collector’s eyes. Harbinger bellowed and jerked, letting John go to clutch at its host’s mangled face. John saw the Scion charging for another attack and had a crazy idea. He growled, reaching out and used every ounce of strength he had to pick up the possessed Collector. With a scream of rage he jammed in onto the Scion’s gun. The possessed Collector actually squealed and John bolted away, leaving it hanging for a moment. Then the Scion fired causing Harbinger and the Scion to explode in a fireball of biotic energy, sending chunks of the walkway, Collector and Scion everywhere, one piece of walkway narrowly missing John. He took a few deep breaths before he looked up and over the crate he’d taken cover behind. He saw the Scion that had hit Jacob was swaying on its feet before collapsing down. The rest of the Collectors were already down and none of the husks lasted much longer after. John took a breath and headed for the entrance the center of colony, most of the squad following him in a kind of shocked surprise. Only Jane was glaring at him. As she got close she smacked him on the arm.
“Hey!”
“Don’t do that again!” she scolded him and John rolled his eyes as they entered the center area and headed for the defense towers controls.
“I’ll try not to.” He retorted. He entered his access codes into the console and frowned as they errored out. He glared at it before he realized the Alliance must have already rescinded them. Jane sighed and gently pushed him aside to enter her own. Jane frowned as she got the same error message. John shook his head and tried his comms.
"Normandy do you copy?" John called.
"Joker here. Signal's weak, Commander, but we got you," Joker responded.
"EDI...can you get the colony's defense towers online?" John asked.
"Errors in the calibration software are easily rectified, but it will take time to bring the towers to full power," EDI explained. "I recommend a defensive posture. I will not be able to mask the increased generator output."
"The Collectors will try to stop it," Grunt chuckled. "Good."
"Got any other helpful hints?" John sighed.
"Just one. Enemy reinforcements are closing in. I suggest you ready weapons," EDI stated.
"Jane and Jack, take cover and take out the husks, help out with any Scions that show up. Mordin stick close to Tali. Miranda, Tali, and Kasumi stick near the transmitter and keep it safe, focus on Collectors. Garrus, find a good spot to drop anything you can kill with one hit. Grunt and I will take on the Scions first and then turn our attention onto the Collectors," John ordered.
The team broke, Kasumi quickly going cloaked while Tali and Mordin took cover on the two trucks near the transmitter. Miranda chose the other truck on the other side of the transmitter. Jack took cover under the overhang between two boxes while Garrus, Jane, and Blasto were on the walkway, protected by the wall and two building units. John and Grunt both prepared for the next attack.
The Collectors came first, but the husks seemed to climb over the walls to get in and John wondered if the Scions just teleported. The team was fighting well, their cover well chosen and each watching the backs of the others. Jane and Jack's biotics threw husks and weakened the defenses of the Scions easily.
"Assuming control," Harbinger's voice called and a Collector glowed. It looked at John. "Preserve the Shepards' bodies if possible."
“Yeah fuck that,” John snarled, charging the possessed Collector. It seemed surprised at the move and John slugged it in the face, sending it staggering back. John saw it swinging a hand back at him and he narrowed his eyes as he felt his adrenaline spike. Time seemed to slow and John grabbed the incoming hand by the wrist as it charged a biotic attack in its hand. John shoved the hand into Harbinger’s stomach. There was almost a comical look of surprise on its face as its own biotic attack detonated and blasted it flying through air as it disintegrated. As soon as it finished disintegrating another one across the field cried out as it began to glow with a familiar glow. "Assuming control of this form."
"Whatever that thing is, it keeps jumping into their bodies," Garrus growled, shooting the possessed Collector in the head as it began to back. It fell to the ground, as the possession started with another.
"Definitely a problem for us," Jane growled. "EDI, please hurry!" Miranda threw herself out the way of a flaming biotic attack from Harbinger.
"Human; viable possibility, impressive genetic malleability," he said as he approached her. Garrus shot Harbinger in the head and it turned to look at them. It threw another biotic attack at them.
"Thanks for getting his attention, Garrus," Jane hissed from cover.
"Turian; you are considered...too primitive," Harbinger commented.
"Hey...that hurts my feelings," Garrus stated and Jane stood up, pulling up her own stolen Collector weapon and taking this Harbinger's head off before ducking down again. "You don't think I'm too primitive. Right?"
"No, but we have back up coming in! So not the time Garrus," Jane stated as she used her rifle to try and shoot down a few of the incoming Collectors.
"We are the beginning, you are the end," Harbinger said across the field.
"Does he ever shut up?" Jack cried, throwing a shockwave at a group of Collectors, sending them careening away.
"I know, right?" Kasumi quipped as she took out another Collector before cloaking again. Finally, the field seemed clear. Jane moved towards John signaling Garrus to stay back.
"Do you think that was it?" Tali asked from the truck bed she was taking cover in.
"Seems too easy," John commented and then they saw something flying towards them. It looked similar to the Scion but seemed to be much larger.
"Is that a giant seeker?" Grunt asked as the creature flew in. At first it bore a striking resemblance to the Collectors with its four eyes and domed skull but as it landed it opened its 'mouth' and revealed a collection of husks within it.
"The fuck is that..." John muttered as it landed with a pulse that shook the ground. Miranda fell out of her truck bed as both Mordin and Tali lost their footing and fell down.
"My God..." Jane whispered.
"God had nothing to do with that..." Kasumi hissed from where her cloak hand been disabled by the landing creature.
"It's looking at us, Shepard," Grunt grinned before high powered lasers knocked the krogan tail over dome, sending him skidding along the ground with his shields shattered. Jane threw a warp and the creature stared at them.
"Well...now it's looking at us," John commented. The two dove in opposite directions as the creature shot lasers out of its eyes. Despite the heavy fire from the team would regularly re-shield when it slammed the ground. Jane watched in abject horror as Kasumi was thrown away by one ground slam. Jack was buried beneath the boxes she had taken for cover but the last straw for Jane was when it fired at Garrus and Blasto and there was the unmistakable yip from the varren. Once again, Jane felt the battlefield vanish between her and the creature. She had one special trick up her sleeve as she ran at the thing.
"Jane no!" John cried as Jane ran up two boxes and threw herself on top of the creature. It began to try and throw her off. She pulled the grenade belt off with one hand while the other held the carapace of the creature. It shrieked and she activated one grenade before shoving the belt between the husks within the creature. As it spun in the air, physics won and Jane was sent flying back at the door they had come in through. She hit hard, the world swimming as gravity pulled her to the ground behind another truck.
John's mind was a mixture of horror and anger. He couldn’t take his eyes off Jane as Blasto limped after her. John growled and whirled, determined to draw the praetorian’s attention but he needn’t have bothered. Just as EDI got the guns back online and began firing at the Collector vessel, it exploded. He turned to bark an order to Mordin to see to Jane but the Salarian was already there.
Jane was dazed, her head pounding as Mordin hovered over her with Grunt nearby. Her vision began to clear and the headache began to recede as Blasto whined. Mordin helped her to her feet but she wasn’t even paying attention to him as she looked her varren over. The varren had a bloody scratch down his side but was otherwise fine. Her head ached still and despite Mordin’s field treatment she told herself to check in with Chakwas after this battle. She glanced up to see the cannons firing on the Collector ship as it ascended.
"They have most of the humans on board. They got what they came for," Grunt muttered. Jane began limping over to where the team was converging.
"God damn it, Jane," John started to snarl but was cut off as Delan seemed to appear from nowhere running towards them as the ship was ascending.
"No! Don't let them get away!" he cried.
"There's nothing we can do. They're gone," John said.
"Almost all the colony is in there! They took Egan and Sam and ...and Lilith. Do something!" Delan cried as he paced.
"Obviously we didn't want it to end this way," Miranda huffed.
"We did what we could," John said, it was clear by his tone this was no victory.
"It was a good fight, Shepards," Grunt commented and Delan froze.
"Shepard? Wait. I know that name. Sure I remember you. You're that brother-sister pair, the big Alliance heroes," Delan didn't sound impressed.
"Commander John Shepard, Captain of the Normandy, one of the first human Spectres, one of the Saviors of the Citadel," a voice said and Jane's body felt like it was going to collapse from relief, she hoped it didn't show. Around a corner he came, handsome as ever and just as serious. Kaidan Alenko. Kaidan was here...Kaidan was alive...tears threatened to swell but Jane let exhaustion win and she simply smiled. "Jane Shepard, Terror of the Hegemony, the other first human Spectre, one of the Saviors of the Citadel." His brown eyes met hers and she wondered if he felt any of the old feelings she currently was feeling. Nearly a year since she saw him at the Officers' Ball on the Citadel. She still loved him, even after he left her, maybe a part of her would always love him, he was her first love and her first real heartbreak.
"You're in the presence of legends, Delan," Ash said as she came up behind Kaidan and Jane closed her eyes. She couldn't handle this get together.
"And a ghost," Kaidan said, looking at John. John scowled at that.
"All the good people we lost, and you two get left behind. Figures," Delan huffed. "Screw this. I'm done with you Alliance types." He left and Tali quickly came up behind him.
"We're so glad you two are okay," she said and Kaidan stared at Garrus and Tali, his eyes flittered over Jane, but were back to John. Jane felt her heart break a little more. No...Kaidan felt this was best and probably embraced it. Jane was too tired.
"Hmmm, best get you to the shuttle," Mordin stated as he caught Jane's arm.
"Yeah, you look beat, She-Shep," Kasumi commented taking the other arm. The two helped her walk away. Jane suspected Kaidan wasn't even looking at her as she left the field. She didn't have anything to say anyway. She would send Ash a message later.
John frowned at Jane as Kasumi and Mordin helped her walk away. His first instinct was to berate her when they got back to the ship but he realized he couldn’t do that. Jane had made a judgement call. Still he’d talk to her about at least trying to talk to him about options first. John just sighed and focused on the two in front of him. It looked like neither had change too much. They both looked a little tougher but Kaidan seemed uncomfortable.
“Is she going to be alright, Shepard?” Ash asked, concerned. John grinned at her.
“It’s Jane, she’ll be fine,” John replied. “She’s in good hands but I’m sure she’s got a thumping headache.”
“We thought you were dead, Commander. We all did.” Kaidan broke in, looking uncomfortable.
“It's been too long. How have you been?” John said. He winced as soon as he said the words. God that was stupid but what else could he say? ‘Hey I died! How have you two been?’
“Is that all you have to say? You show up after two years and just act like nothing happened?” Kaidan snapped and John raised an eyebrow at him. “We would have followed you anywhere, Commander. Thinking you were gone...it was like losing a limb.”
“You act like I choose to be gone for two years!” John retorted. Now he remembered why he disliked Kaidan so much. He had been Anderson’s pick for the team after the Captain had denied John’s request to have Jane join him as his team biotic.
“Why didn't you try to contact us? Why didn't you let us know you were alive?” Ash demanded. John glanced at her, inclining his head. It was a fair question.
“I was unconscious for two years.” John replied. “Jane was the first person I contacted and she informed the Alliance. Since then it’s been mission after mission dealing with the Collectors.”
“Some of us did move on.” Ash said, glancing at Kaidan who shot her a glare. John focused on the man who shrugged.
“I thought I did, but now we've got reports about you and Cerberus.” Kaidan replied. “And you dragged Jane in with you even after what they did on Akuze!”
“Reports? So much for security but what can you do with Jane making reports straight back to Alliance headquarters,” Miranda said grumpily to Jacob. John turned to look and saw the rest of the teaming watching the exchange. John had to admit he’d forgotten they were all there.
“Alliance intel indicated the Collectors might be behind the missing human colonies. They got a tip this colony might be the next one to get hit,” Kaidan snapped at Miranda and John rolled his eyes.
“Where do you think they got the intel?” John snapped. “Jane has been talking to them. She’s my official liaison and observer since the Alliance railroaded me out.”
“There were rumors that you weren't dead. That you were working for the enemy,” Ash said and gestured to the group next to John. “I can’t believe Tali and Garrus would be a part of this though.”
“We’re trying to help protect human colonies, Ash,” Tali replied. “I felt the same way but John is leading this mission. Cerberus is just funding it.”
“The Alliance turned its back on me and Cerberus brought me back. To me it seems like Cerberus is the only group willing to trust me to do something about it.” John continued after Tali.
“You can't really believe that!” Kaidan snapped back. “We both know what Cerberus is like. What they're capable of. I wanted to believe the rumors that you were alive...that I hadn't caused...but I never expected anything like this. You turned your back on everything we stood for!” Ash seemed surprised at what Kaidan had said and John narrowed his eyes at him.
“I turned my back on everything?!” John shouted at him. “I went back the moment I could!” He gestured wildly at Miranda and Jacob. “I treated them like enemy spies and said nothing to them till I met Jane! I went back and the Alliance turned their back on me without even taking a second to even consider that every single piece of evidence I gave to them to prove I’m me! Since then I’ve had to deal with a sister who thinks I’m some Cerberus experiment! You were dating my sister and I found out you just up and left her while I was comatose!”
“I want to believe you, Shepard. But I don't trust Cerberus.” Ash broke in, trying to bring John’s attention to her. “They could be using the threat of a Reaper to manipulate you.”
“What if they're behind it? What if they're working with the Collectors?” Kaidan demanded and John growled.
“Then I’ll kill every single one of them!” John bellowed, not even realizing what he was saying as Jacob sucked in a breath and exchanged a worry glance with Miranda even as Jack laughed happily. “But everything single thing I’ve seen, heard, and read from their own records and Spectre files indicates they’re not! So I’m trusting them because they’ve earned it! Holy hell didn’t you just see the Collectors? Their ship? Why would Cerberus waste billions of credits on me if they had access to that?!”
“Damn it, Kaidan! You're so focused on Cerberus that you're ignoring the real threat!” Garrus barked, trying to give John a moment to cool down.
“You're letting how you feel about their history get in the way of the facts,” John snapped. “Now you’re going to tell me what happened with Jane! Why wouldn’t you even look at her when she was right here? God damn it, even I could see she still loves you!”
“That’s none of your business,” Kaidan replied stiffly.
“The hell it isn’t!” John replied taking a couple of steps towards him. “You would know how hurt and confused she is and what she’s been through if you had just loved her like you did on the Normandy.”
“She got over it just fine after I left, right after your funeral!” Kaidan retorted. “I saw her at that Officer’s Ball, hanging on Anderson’s arm. She’s doing just fine and I’m sure she doesn’t need me or anyone else now that her big bad brother is back.”
Wham!
Everyone seemed to jolt back as John slugged Kaidan in the left side of his jaw. Kaidan hit the ground with a loud thud and was clutching at his face, the left side already swelling. John seemed to just vibrate with fury as he stood there, doing everything in his power not to keep hitting the other man.
“I don’t believe you!” John screamed at him. “You left her the same day of my funeral?! God damn it of course she needed you! She was alone after you left! We have no family and only the Normandy team were our real friends! You left her alone! No wonder she buried herself in being a Spectre! She probably thought she didn’t have anything after you left!” Kaidan said nothing, his jaw obviously broken. Everyone was glaring at him, even Ashley. He lowered his head.
“You've changed John,” Ash said after a moment turning back to John. “And maybe the Alliance did turn their backs on you but I'm still an Alliance solder. Always will be. We have to report back to the Citadel. They can decide if they believe your story or not.” She knelt down to help Kaidan to his feet.
“I wanted to ask you two to come back, to help me out like it was before.” John said bitterly, his temper starting to cool. “But I’ll never trust you with anyone I care about ever again Kaidan. Not my team, not my friends and certainly never again with Jane.” John focused on Ash. “Ash, if you ever want to talk. Get the real story about everything from me, contact Jane. She has the extranet address I’m using now. I could use you again.”
“I’m sorry Shepard, but I’ll never work with Cerberus. Goodbye John,” Ash said, helping Kaidan away. John watched them walk away and narrowed his eyes. After a moment he turned around to head for the evac spot.
“I’ve had enough of this colony,” John growled storming by his team. “Let’s get the hell out of here.”
~*TF*~
"So, was that your ex?" Kasumi asked as she helped Jane onto the shuttle. Blasto looked up at his mistress happily as Mordin healed the scratch on the varren’s side.
"Yes, he was," Jane said. She felt tired, beaten down in a way she hadn't felt in years. Kaidan was alive, but...it hurt to see him, it hurt to think of him gone forever. She wished she could get over him.
"Ah, that explains the changes in heart rate, was concerned about your injuries," Mordin noted and Jane smirked at that. “Will give you minor painkiller back on Normandy however. Biotics are slightly over stressed. Recommend practice before attempting maneuver again.”
"No, not that kind of injury," Jane sighed and looked out the window.
"He was your first huh?" Kasumi said casually and Jane stared at her in shock. "Oh ho, so I was right! Who would think you would wait that long to pop your cherry, She-Shep."
"Kasumi, please stop, I'm going to be getting quite the yelling at back on the Normandy, give me a few moments peace," Jane sighed.
"Still, good thinking using grenade belt on creature. Commander Shepard looked jealous. If he wished to blow it up, he should have brought his own grenades as you did," Mordin pondered.
~*TF*~
Jane had barely made it back to her room before John was there, knocking on the door. Jane let him in and was surprised when John tossed a big bone to Blasto. What followed was a John rant covering everything from her not coming up with a plan to attack the praetorian to that ‘son-of-a-bitch’ Alenko. When John began to yet again threaten Kaidan’s life Jane decided she needed to derail him.
"Kaidan didn't do anything wrong, John," Jane sighed.
"The hell he didn't, I was gone and when you needed him the most he ghosted," John snapped as he paced in her room. Blasto watched him go, chewing happily on the bone. "I never liked that guy. He was Anderson’s pick for my squad after he rejected you as my biotic support."
"We are not having this discussion right now," Jane said.
"Then how about the discussion about what the fuck happened with that praetorian and you doing biotic rushes," John snapped.
"The what now?" Jane sighed as she sat on her hammock.
"The creature you blew up," John said.
"The best Mordin could say is that because I know the theory and I was hyped up on adrenaline, I was able to do something I really shouldn't have been able to," Jane explained and John stared at her.
"So...like a mother lifting a car off her child?" he asked and Jane swung her legs into the hammock.
"Yeah," Jane nodded and John noticed the dark bags under Jane's eyes.
"Why did you do it?" he asked. "Ash and Kaidan were fine. You were right, they got hit running for the transmitter." She stared at him with tired eyes and rubbed at them before speaking again.
"I wasn't thinking about Ash at the end, I was just so scared. I still love him. Even if he won't look at me for more than a moment...I still love him, John, I couldn't stand to lose him too. Not when I put him in that danger," she muttered, her eyes slowly drifting closed. "I couldn't bear it..." John blinked as Jane seemed to pass out into her hammock.
"Don't you dare touch her," Dr. Chakwas said from the door and John jumped. "Those sedatives took forever to kick in. I was worried she was going to pass out in the shower when you were standing out there. Adrenaline is a hell of a hormone."
"You sedated her?" John asked and Dr. Chakwas nodded.
"Spectre Shepard has put herself under a lot of stress, the drug cocktail I gave her will help take that down a bit. She will probably sleep longer than usual tonight into tomorrow and when she wakes up will feel back to herself," she said, taking Jane's pulse. "She has been pushing herself twice as hard as anyone I know. It's time she let you take some of the pressure off."
"She's been working so hard to make up for me not being here," John said, staring at his unconscious sister.
"Yes, but she is still doing it, until she accepts that you are John Shepard, I fear she will work herself to death. I'm glad she is here. Tali, Garrus, Joker, and myself, we missed her. It will be good to remind her, she doesn't have to prove herself to us," Dr. Chakwas said with a smile. She tossed a blanket over Jane. "Let's let her sleep."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 12th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega
“So what’s on the shopping list?” Jane asked curiously. John shot her a look as he led them to Omega’s market. Shortly before they had headed for the airlock Kelly had tracked John down to remind him that he had a huge backlog of messages to go through. Jane was amused to see John was getting irritated with all the spam he was getting on his Cerberus provided e-mail. Submitting his Cerberus e-mail address to all those questionable websites had been a bit of petty yet fun revenge. EDI was also voicing complaints with all the malware and other things she was stopping due to it. Totally worth it, despite John's growing irritation.
“Grenades.” He said tersely. He made his way to Harrot and glanced at the kiosk. Jane just raised an eyebrow at John as he selected a long list of items on the kiosk and then slammed a credit chit on the counter. “Grenades. All the grenades.”
“Smug satisfaction: One moment while I have my assistant get your docking information to have the grenades loaded onto a pallet for delivery,” Harrot said, turning to an Asari standing not to far away with a datapad.
“What’s that all about?” Jane heard Garrus whisper to Tali who sighed.
“Apparently Miranda won’t outfit the team with grenades. She prefers heavy weapons, I guess.” Tali replied back. Jane rolled her eyes as John finished giving Harrot the Normandy’s dock number but he took half a dozen grenades with him. Garrus just chuckled in amusement as John sighed in relief as he finished strapping them to his belt. As they headed for another shop to pick up the rest of the supplies they needed Jane shot John an amused look.
“I used up mine on Horizon, mind letting me resupply out of yours?” Jane asked in a fake, sweet tone.
“What are we ten again? Buy your own shit.”
~*TF*~
"We should stop by and see Aria," Jane said a few hours later as they left the markets and John blinked. He handed the datapad to the crewman who had joined them a bit ago. The crewman, Jane would be damned if she could remember his name, saluted and pulled the lever on the hover pallet to take the supplies back to the Normandy.
"You’re friendly with the Queen of Omega?" John asked as they walked up the stairs into Afterlife.
"Yeah, I've found that being good to her is useful," Jane explained. "Besides, I found this in the storage hold." She held up a datapad.
"I got that from the mercs when we got Garrus," John said. “I’d forgotten all about it.”
"The data on it is still relevant, she’ll want to know, and she's pretty generous when you help her out," Jane said as she stopped at the turian at the base of the stairs.
"Good to see you...Jane," he purred in a way John didn't like.
"Same to you, Grizz, she got a minute, I got some info she will want," Jane said and Grizz activated his comms. He quickly informed the other person that the Shepards were there. He listened for a moment before nodding to the stairs.
"She'll talk to you," Grizz said and they headed up. Aria looked at the Shepards as they approached. Jane went to sit near Aria and John slipped next to her.
"Good to see you, Shepard. You as well, less attractive Shepard," Aria said, looking at Jane first, then John. "What have you got for me."
"Been a while since we were on Omega, thought I would drop off a piece of intel collected from Eclipse. Looks like Archangel's last gift to you was us taking out the main forces. This data pad was one of the mercs going after Archangel. They were coming for you next," Jane said handing Aria the datapad.
"Let me see," Aria said taking it. She took a moment to read, her expression becoming less and less friendly. "Interesting. Would someone like to tell me how this information slipped the net?" Throwing the pad at a batarian.
"I...I'll look into it," he stammered before rushing off.
"Thanks, Shepard, you should come back and work for me again," Aria said, looking at Jane. The three heads of her team turned to look at her. Jane fought a glare at Aria.
"No thanks, I got my fill of working for tips. Not my style," Jane replied as she got up.
"Talk to Grizz, there's something else you could do that I would truly appreciate," Aria said.
"I'm not on my time right now," Jane said looking to John and Aria smirked.
"Both of you could handle it easily, talk to Grizz," she said and Jane indicated John should go first.
"What was that?" John asked.
"A sign of favor. If Aria has asked us to do something, we should do it. Trust me, having her on our side will make things much easier," Jane said and John shrugged.
"If you say so," John said as they approached Grizz. "What's this job Aria wants us to do?"
"Aria's gotten word that some Blood Pack mercs plan to kill an old acquaintance of hers. A krogan named Patriarch. She'd like you to keep that from happening," Grizz explained.
"What's the Blood Pack's problem with Patriarch?" Jane asked. The old krogan had been a rather fun old man by her memory. The Maws had visited him a few times and Jane had waited on them in private.
"If you've met Patriarch, you know...he can't keep his damned mouth shut," Grizz explained. "Some people don't appreciate his stories. Especially when he dips into nonfiction."
"What's Aria's interest in protecting him?" John asked, Jane was curious too, Patriarch had lived well, but seemed to always be in Afterlife.
"Patriarch was one of her deadliest enemies back in the old days. Now she keeps what's left of him around as a trophy. As long as he lives, he's a perfect example of what happens when you go up against Aria," Grizz said.
"Why come to us with this? Aria has plenty of muscle for this," Garrus stated and Grizz stared at him a moment before shaking his head.
"Because Aria said so. What other reason do you need?" Grizz brushed off, but Jane stared at him a moment.
"Don't bother with me, Grizz, we both know Aria doesn't do things without a damn good reason," Jane sighed and Grizz chuckled.
"Fine, but I didn't tell you this. Got me?" Grizz conceded. "If it gets out that Aria's protecting Patriarch...well, that can look like a weakness. And some people might want to exploit that. You're not on her payroll, so you helping Patriarch just seems like a random act of kindness."
"We'll do it," Jane said and John blinked. As they walked away she looked at him. "Trust me, Patriarch is a fun old krogan. I rather keep him safe. For me." John looked at her and sighed.
"Fine," John said as they headed downstairs. He purposely ignored the crowd around him and the patrons as they headed into the lower portion of Afterlife. Jane seemed to know where they were going and led the way into what looked like a smaller but quieter VIP longue. An old krogan appeared to be lecturing an asari and turian in the room. John had to raise an eyebrow at what he was saying however.
“…no, you said he had close family. They'll just want revenge. Kill the family first. Then he'll get angry and come at you stupid...and then you kill him.” Patriarch rumbled. He sniffed and turned around as John came closer to introduce himself. “I don't think I know you, human. I'm the Patriarch. Aria's Patriarch.” He focused on Jane and barrowed his eyes. “Although you remind me of a dancer who was here not long ago...”
“I get that a lot.” Jane demurred and John heard Garrus chuckle behind him.
“What do you all want?” Patriarch demanded.
“Rumor has it some people want you dead. Know anything about that?” John asked, crossing his arms. He had to admit, this Patriarch had him curious. A krogan didn’t get to be his age without being damned good and damn clever.
“I can think of a few.” Patriarch drawled, a bit smugly. “I know things. Old secrets. Old grudges. A few floors you can dig up to find bodies underneath. Someone who wanted to weaken Aria might come after me. They'd do it to get to her, you see. Not for me. I don't matter enough anymore to have enemies of my own.”
“Well some of those people want you dead. We've been asked to move you to safety.” Jane piped up next to him.
“Of course. Aria wouldn't want me hurt. I would make her look weak.” Patriarch said and John could practically feel the sarcasm dripping from that statement. Patriarch Turned to face the two he had been lecturing and shook his head, as if the whole situation was proving a point of his. He turned back to them and focused on John. “But perhaps Aria's reputation is no longer my concern. Perhaps I will stay and see who thinks me important enough to kill.”
“Here's an idea: Let us handle the assassins for you.” John offered impulsively, fighting a smile. Damn it, for some reason he couldn’t help but like this old, tough as nails warlord.
“And so your name grows while I remain an old man who lets other fight his battle.” Patriarch countered.
“No, you remain a powerful warlord with forces at his command. Not just Aria's trophy.” Jane jumped in. John shot a look at Jane, wondering why she phrased it like that but it seemed to resonate with Patriarch.
“You could...you could be my krantt.” Patriarch said softly. John was surprised by the hopeful tone he had. “Fighting for my honor. If you would do this for me, I would be grateful. I might even be a krogan again.”
“Then that’s what we’ll do.” John said. Patriarch nodded at him and gestured for them to leave. John motioned to the others to follow him. He wanted to ask Jane what she was up to but didn’t even get the chance. As soon as they hit the back alley behind Afterlife they almost ran into a pair of heavily armed krogans.
“Out of our way, human.” One with a flame thrower snarled, gesturing at him with his weapon.
“You here for Patriarch?” John said, stating the obvious. It seemed to catch them off guard.
“What if we are? You donna do something about it?” the talker snarled.
“Patriarch sent us.” Jane said sweetly and John smiled.
“Said to do whatever it takes.” He jumped in, cracking his knuckles.
“You're Patriarch's krantt? I wasn't aware the old man had one!” the other krogan barked.
“You should've done your homework.” John snarked and ducked as the lead korgan whipped up his flame thrower. John kicked him in the gut, sending him reeling back. Jane and Tali both shot their pistols past John, putting both men down quickly.
The group headed back to Patriarch's room.
"You killed them all! And everyone knows that the Patriarch is not to be crossed," the old krogan chuckled merrily. "Thanks to you, Aria may think of me as more than a trophy. A real advisor, maybe. Or even a threat." Jane smiled kindly at the old guy.
"Take care, Patriarch," Jane said and he nodded.
"For the first time, I like that name," he said before giving them a serious look. "By the way, be careful with Aria. She will approve of what you've done, I think, but not of you altering the balance of Omega. I think it reminds her too much of herself."
"Aria doesn't have to worry about us, we're just here for business and recreation, not to stay," Jane said, giving Garrus a look. They moved out and headed up a level to Grizz who did not look as happy.
"Aria wants to speak with you, humans. She heard you took on the Blood Pack assassins yourselves. I wouldn't keep her waiting," he warned. Jane sighed.
"We pissed her off, didn't we?" John commented and Jane nodded. They took their previous seats and Aria gave Jane a look.
"Word has it that Patriarch's krantt took out the men sent here to kill him. Funny, I didn't know he had a krantt," Aria said in a clipped tone.
"Patriarch has more influence than you thought," John commented and her eyes narrowed at him.
"I see. Well. Maybe I should watch my back then. It's not what I asked, but you go the job done. You've done a lot for me, Shepard, let me return the favor. We're sending you coordinates to a cache on an uncharted world. You want it, it's yours," Aria said nodding at one of her goons.
"We're not looking for payments," Jane said.
"Whatever you find is yours to deal with," Aria said and Jane smiled.
"Thanks," Jane said as she got up.
"Why don't you find yourself a nice man to keep you warm in the meantime? You look like you need to loosen up a little," Aria commented and Jane shook her head before walking out.
The group headed downstairs to the bar outside Patriarch's room.
"Thanks," Jane said and John stared at her.
"Were you the dancer Patriarch was thinking of?" John asked and Jane blinked at him.
"You've seen me dance, do you think I could pass as an exotic dancer?" Jane asked and John stared.
"I have and no," Garrus stated as they walked over to the bar.
"I'm buying," Jane said.
"Seriously?" John asked and she nodded.
"Thank you. Patriarch was a ruler brought down. Ideally, I'd like him to die of old age. Aria and what we've done will allow that," Jane said as she flagged the batarian bartender. "Two dextro, two levo please." She passed two drinks to Tali and Garrus before grabbing the other two, John took his and they clinked glasses. Bad luck was on Jane’s side as she didn’t expect John to hit it quite that hard. Jane's glass slipped out of her hand and crashed to the floor. "Shit, I'll get another, drink." John looked surprised for a moment, staring at his hand before sighing. With a shrug he knocked back his drink as Jane flagged the bartender again. She was picking up the glass when John felt his vision fade and he fell back. Jane stared in shock as her brother crashed to the ground.
"You better get your friend out of here, he seems to be a lightweight. That door is to the alley," the batarian chuckled as he jerked a thumb past them and Jane quickly helped Tali and Garrus carry John out. Tali fanned John while Garrus looked over them. Jane was scanning him as another man came over to them looking concerned.
"Did you have the batarian bartender serve you drinks?" he asked and Jane stared at him.
"How did you know?" she asked and the man gave her sorrowful look.
"I'm sorry your friend is going to die," he said. "That bartender has been poisoning humans."
"Aria allows that?" Jane gasped.
"He works at the bottom bar, she doesn't care about those people. She gets money from the upper floors and the VIP room," the man said and Jane glared at him as John's eyes opened up. He rolled over to his side and coughed wetly. Jane felt relief flood her veins as John vomited up the contents of his stomach.
"Take him to the Normandy, wait," Jane said as she quickly pulled off her armor, leaving her barefoot in her bra and bike shorts. "Take my armor."
"Shepard...what are you doing?" Tali asked as she collected the armor.
"I'm going to make sure that guy is taken care of," Jane said, tying up her hair.
"How?" Garrus asked.
"Less talky, more getting him to infirmary," Jane ordered and the two sighed. Jane walked to Harrot's where she bought some make-up, a pair of shoes, and a jacket. With her bra and shorts she looked like she was ready to drink and with the make-up she looked just different enough a batarian might not recognize her. She headed back into Afterlife and down the stairs. She sat down at the bar and did her best to look depressed.
"What can I get you?" the batarian asked. He didn't recognize her...good.
"Can you believe it...he cheated on me," she huffed. "I just...I want to drink till I forget my name!" She looked at him. He sneered.
"What will you have?" he growled and Jane looked at him.
"I need a toast," she said and he smirked.
"I'll get you something," he said, pouring another glass of whatever John and she had earlier. She recognized it by the color. "Drink up."
"Join me?" Jane asked, the batarian looked annoyed. "I'll pay." He smirked more as he made a glass of what looked like he made her. She noticed he used different bottles to make his. He finished and Jane pointed behind him. "That guy is going for a bottle!" The batarian whipped around as Jane quickly switched the glasses.
"Which one?" the batarian asked and Jane pointed at a turian moving away.
"He heard me and moved away," Jane sighed and the batarian sneered.
"Slow human," he huffed as Jane picked up the safe glass. He clinked his to hers and she brought it up to her mouth. She still didn't trust it as he drained his glass. She put her still full one down and wiped her mouth. He stared at her and the glass. His eyes widened as she got up and he began to stagger, clutching at his throat before he collapsed. She turned and headed back to the Normandy.
~*TF*~
“Better out than in, Shepard,” Miranda advised as John retched. He shot her a withering look before turning back to the bucket she’d placed in his lap. He vomited again and winced. “I’m certain the enhancements to your stomach lining rejected most of the poison but the ipecac I gave you should force you to regurgitate anything you didn’t get out on Omega.”
“I feel like you’re punishing John for something,” Jane said sweetly, walking into the infirmary. John moaned and barely glanced at Jane, noting her current outfit.
“What happened to-hurk!” John was cut off by his own stomach. Jane wrinkled her nose in disgust as he vomited again.
“I dealt with the batarian bartender who poisoned you. Apparently he had a history of it,” Jane said tersely. “I tricked him into drinking his own poison.”
“Not bad Jane,” Miranda allowed checking John’s vitals on a data pad. Jane shot Miranda look, questioning her sincerity. Miranda ignored her as she checked John over.
“I checked my messages shortly after I got back. Apparently they located the wreckage of the original Normandy. They even shipped a memorial to us via Omega to plant there. “ Jane explained to her brother. John looked at her, his face flushed and a woozy look on his face.
“If nothing major has come up we can head there after we’re done loading the supplies,” John said in a strained tone of voice.
“I’d like it just to be the two of us.” Jane said. John looked at her before nodding.
“I should be fine by the time we get th-blarg!”
“Or at least not doing that anymore.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 13th, 2186 CE
Location: In transit to Amada System
Jane entered the forward battery and Garrus turned to look at her.
"What are you up to?" Jane asked and Garrus shrugged.
"You know, the usual, calibrations," he hummed and Jane shook her head as she moved to sit on the crates in the corner. "It was...strange...seeing Kaidan."
"Tell me about it," Jane sighed.
"How are you doing?" Garrus asked and Jane blinked. He hadn't moved from the panel and he wasn't looking at her.
"I could just talk to Kasumi or Tali about this," Jane suggested.
"Tali wasn't there for you dressing up for that Officers' Ball and Kasumi doesn't know Kaidan," Garrus said. "Plus I thought Jack was your new best girlfriend."
"Jack would kick my ass if I wanted to mope about my ex-boyfriend to her," Jane said. "Plus I believe you said you couldn't tell if I looked good or not at that ball." Garrus chuckled.
"You humans are all pretty ugly," he stated and Jane smiled. "Especially Kaidan."
"Nope, not doing this, unless you start complaining about your last girlfriend and we have alcohol, I appreciate the effort, but it just feels wrong," Jane said as she looked at the turian. "But thanks for trying Garrus."
"Always glad to help. You look even more hideous when you cry," Garrus commented and Jane smiled.
"Thanks, you always know what to say to make a woman feel good about herself," she said before pausing. Jane turned and looked at Garrus' back. She approached and hugged him from behind.
"Shepard..." he stammered.
"If I'm so ugly when I cry, don't you ever dare make me cry again. When you went missing, I lost it. Getting you back and nearly losing you in the same day on Omega...Haestrom and my stupid, stupid mistake. Stop living like there's nothing beyond the mission," she scolded. He patted her arm.
"Same to you. That Collector could have crushed your trachea with that move. Mordin was surprised it didn't," Garrus scolded and Jane pulled away.
"I'll work on that," Jane said as she headed out.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 13th, 2186 CE
Location: Planet Alchera
This felt surreal to John. He watched out the shuttle’s window as Harrison landed. The Normandy, the first Normandy, was scattered along the edge of an ice shelf. Every piece of wreckage was a stark, jagged sign to John. It had actually happened. The Normandy had been attacked and he had… John shook himself as the shuttle finished landing. He walked to the exit, Jane already ahead of him as the doors opened. They exited slowly, Jane stared at the wreckage, pieces of the ship were scattered in a way that looked like a broken toy.
"It looks untouched," John said, softly. Jane glanced at him but he’d turned his visor opaque.
"We didn't know she was here," Jane explained as she saw something in the snow. She leaned down. A dog tag. Twenty crew members were unaccounted for and had been declared missing-in-action. She held it up and John stared. "There should be nineteen more." She walked through the snow, the planet seemed so quiet as the two looked around, kicking up snow. Here and there they would find a dog tag. They approached the cockpit, each of them quietly moving off.
“Oh Pressly, I knew you were a good man,” Jane heard John mutter. Jane stared at John. He seemed to be thinking, his head cocked to the side as he stared at Pressly's tags held in one hand with a datapad. She was surprised to see a glow coming from the screen. It was actually still functional. She thought about Joker as John handed the data pad her. She felt relieved that she would see Joker again on the new Normandy.
“You should read that,” John grunted at her as he moved off. It was Pressly's personal log. She stared at it, the words sinking in as she read the man’s words. The closed-minded xenophobe at the beginning and the man he became. He adored Tali by the end. She felt tears in her eyes. Would anything have been different if she had been there?
“I was here,” John said, softly. Jane looked up and saw something between his hands. As she made her way to him, she tucked Pressly’s data pad into her belt. When she got close enough to see what John was holding she sucked in a breath.
“That was your old helmet,” Jane noted, recognizing it easily, especially with the scratches she’d put on the back just to annoy him. John nodded, running a hand over it thoughtfully.
“I wonder who found me,” John said to her as they made their way towards the remains of the galaxy map. “Someone had to purposely take my helmet off and leave it behind.” Jane shrugged, watching as John clipped the helmet to his belt, the collapsing function must have been broken if he didn’t trigger it to tuck into a belt pouch.
"So, you confirmed that twenty didn't make it?" John asked and Jane nodded as she picked up another dog tag near the remains of the galaxy map. John shook his head. He knew it could have been worse but they still weighed heavily on him. He barely noticed Jane leading them to the Mako till they got there, so deep was he in his own thoughts about what he could have done differently during that chaotic evacuation.
"Think we should try and salvage the old girl?" Jane asked as she ran a hand over the Mako.
"Garrus needs a project, he just keeps calibrating," John noted and Jane couldn’t help smiling a bit.
"Maybe we shouldn't, Tali might cry seeing her again," Jane said picking up another set of tags while John seemed to have found one in the snow. The snow fell gently, making the area seem like a dream. Jane felt a sense of peace as she looked at the remains of the ship. It was so peaceful in this blue and white world.
"On the plus side we don't have to share a room now," John commented as he looked at the sleeper pods, picking up another set.
"Still mad I kicked Miranda out?" Jane asked.
"Yes," he said before sighing. "But only how you did it. You should have just told me you needed a place to yourself and a secure data connection." They slowly made it to the crew deck and Jane thought about Kaidan. The stolen moments between missions, that first kiss. The Normandy was their start, it made her heart ache. Kaidan was her first real love, the first man she had ever known cardinally, and her first real heartbreak. She shook her head, Kaidan wanted nothing to do with her. She counted eleven dog tags.
"How many tags do you have?" Jane asked and John glanced at her before punching a crate. He pushed the pieces aside and picked up another set of tags.
"Nine," he said and Jane nodded.
"We found them all," she said and John stared at her for a moment before glancing around.
"Where should we put the memorial?" he asked and she looked at the side of the Normandy, its name right side up as if to declare this plot its own.
"This seems fitting," Jane said and John looked at it.
“Yes, their names with hers. So no one forgets,” John said. The two of them went to the shuttle and carried the memorial out using a zero-gravity cart. They placed it down and shifted around a bit before stepping back to look at it.
"Thank you for coming here," Jane said after a few minutes and John went to put an arm around her. Jane shook her head and stepped away. "Not yet..." She headed into the shuttle ahead of John.
~*TF*~
"Commander?" John looked up as Kelly called to him from her terminal. "There's a call coming in for you. It's on a secure channel and they want to speak with you privately." John frowned, wondering who it could be.
"Transfer it to my quarters, would you Kelly?" John asked and headed for the elevator. As soon as he got in he accepted the call on his terminal. He blinked in surprise when the empty model display lit up with the call. It's was a salarian, about late middle aged for their species if John figured right. He had a more yellowy-orange face with white from under his cheeks to his neck. He had dark green eyes and some of the natural markings on his forehead were an orangey-red and looked similar to asari markings,
"Greetings, Spectre John Shepard, I am Spectre Chirum Leolor," the salarian said with a brief smile. "I am a...well...I know I consider myself indebted to your sister, but she has referred to me as a friend. I am contacting you because I am concerned for Jane." John blinked at that and instantly connected the name to some of the files on Jane he had been able to access.
"I've heard of you Spectre Leolor," John said and nodded his head to the man respectfully. "You were involved with that incident with Dirake." Chirum nodded, his eyes narrowing.
"Yes...that incident...how much do you know about what happened then?" Chirum asked.
"Not as much as I like," John admitted. "I know what I saw of Jane's fight with Dirake from the vids on the extranet." John scowled at that. "The Spectre records on it have been deemed classified by another Spectre. They even redacted their own name. The only names not redacted are the ones Dirake revealed." Chirum nodded.
"My clan's dalatrass at work. My daughters and nieces were taken and brutalized. I cannot thank your sister enough for what she did for me, my clan, and the young women of my clan. However, she was too late to save another of our team. The turian, Aelaxos, your sister took a shine to him. They bonded on the ship out and in the field. You humans do tend to get along with turians," he chuckled dryly before sighing. "I sometimes wonder what would have happened if you all had met in peace instead of through the First Contact War...but I digress. Jane nearly died saving me and mine. Tela and I made sure to keep her alive, however, after Jane woke up...she was different."
"How so?" John inquired, curious as to why this man was calling him. Chirum interlocked his fingers and leaned at the desk he was probably sitting at.
"She stopped working on teams, unless a Spectre asked for her directly, she began avoiding others, picking solo missions. I wanted to pay her back, so I have been keeping tabs on her. Mordin Solus is an associate of mine from back in our STG days. He's told me about your last two missions when I asked how she was," Chirum stated, blinking slowly in the way of a thoughtful salarian. "Jane impressed many of us in battle, but if what Mordin told me is true I deeply worry about how much longer your sister will be alive. I want to ask you, because I believe Mordin when he says you are who you are, what is your plan for her?"
"I don't have one to be honest," John replied truthfully. "From the moment Cerberus woke me up and I learned who they were I tried to get back. To go home as it were." John scratched the side of his cheek and looked a little bashful at what he said next. "It didn't work out the way I had hoped. I didn't think Jane would distrust who I was. I've just finally realized how much time really has gone by while I was...incapacitated." Chirum nodded.
"For humans two years seems a lot shorter than to my people. However, I do believe that time passes Jane both quickly and slowly," Chirum stated. "She mourned you deeply, as if each day were just after your loss, and I believe she tried to do the work of two Shepards alone, filling all her time with meaningful missions. However, I worry after what I have heard. The mistakes she has made are...unlike her. I ask you to use your position as the Captain of the Normandy to make her slow down. I am fond of your sister, she is a good woman, a fine Spectre, but a broken person."
John was quiet, considering. He didn't think Jane was broken but he did feel she was hurt. Deeply and badly. Kaidan had walked out on her and that still made John angry. She had no one to cling to, no one to confide in while John was gone. She'd thrown herself into her work and worked herself to the bone, almost dying in the process.
"I'll do the best I can but it might help if she had a friend call or write her on occasion," John said and Chirum smiled.
"Of course, but she needs to be the one to make the calls. For my part, I will always answer when she needs me. Another suggestion, encourage bonding. I have notice Jane bonds deeply and quickly under the right circumstance. Encourage that, she taught Aelaxos a game called Poke Her, some form of gambling. As I tell my daughters, games are a waste of time, but Aelaxos enjoyed himself and Jane favored him for that, I think," Chirum said. "If she won't bond on her own, get others to start the bonding with her."
"I think that's already started," John said, thinking of Jack and Garrus. Even Grunt who Jane was training on how to react to real biotic attacks. "Thank you Spectre Leolor." The salarian held up a hand.
"No thanks necessary, Spectre Shepard," Chirum said. "I believe you are the only one who can start to repair what has been damage. The loss of you was devastating. Perhaps she should speak to someone about that. Good luck getting her to do so." The screen cut out.
John turned off the display and walked to the center of the room, thinking. So, it was on him again. He had to stand tall and bear the weight again. He glanced over at his old helmet, sitting on the table by the coffee machine. He stepped over and picked it up between his hands, studying it. He'd already given his life for the mission before. Now Chirum had confirmed just how much that had damaged Jane and he had to be the one to fix her. John thought of his nightmare from a couple of weeks back and realized it was true. He had failed Jane. He tossed the helmet on the desk and turned, heading for the bed and sat at its edge. He looked up at the skylight that showed the flickers of energy passing over the ship as it traveled in FTL. As he stared up at the stars he felt alone. He was surrounded by enemies everywhere and barely had anyone he could trust and turn to. Garrus was helping Jane and while it was nice to spend time and talk to him the Turian had been behaving awkwardly around him. John knew what he wanted to ask but he wouldn't say anything till Garrus worked up the courage to ask John's permission. John snorted at that thought. As if Garrus would be unworthy, especially everything he had done for Jane. Having Tali around was great but she seemed to have gone from naive girl making her way in the world to a strong, confident woman since he'd been gone. What seemed to be a harmless crush on him had the chance to become more, he could see that now. She was an intelligent, caring but brave woman. He smiled to himself as he thought of the women he’d been with in the past. He definitely had a type. If he started confiding in Tali however he might give her the wrong impression or worse he might...
John shook his head and fell back on the bed, pushing that tempting thought away. Miranda, despite their talks and the forming friendship, was permanently on a hate setting for Jane. John mentally ran through the others and realized he couldn't really talk to the them about Jane and everything else. Even Kelly, who was on the ship for this very purpose, worked for Cerberus. Any reports she filed on their talks would almost certainly make their way to the Illusive Man. He sighed trying to put everything in order in his mind and focused on the dossier info he remembered. The justicar Samara and the assassin Thane Krios were both on Ilium. It would be a good place to go and maybe pick up supplies Omega didn't have. In fact, Illium would be a good port to establish the Normandy from and - John jolted and sat up quickly in bed.
Liara. She was on Illium. He hurried over to his terminal and finally checked his backlog of messages. There, only a day ago was the one he'd been desperately hoping to get.
John,
I'm sorry I've been off world chasing a lead and this extranet account is tied to my terminal in my office. But to answer your question I will always help you. Come to Illium, Nos Astra. I maintain an office there and I can arrange for a dock, even a dry dock if needed.
I've missed you John. We have alot to talk about.
~Liara
John closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. Liara could help. She would help him. He smiled as treasured memories came to him.
“This, oh-oh my God Liara this is in-incredible.”
“Here with me, feel what I feel. Our minds, our souls entwining as we do with our bodies. Here with you, I feel what you feel.”
"I love you, Liara T'Soni."
"I love you, John Shepard."
Memories of eternity.
"EDI inform Joker, we're heading straight for Illium."
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Augmented blue eyes looked at Jane, no emotion on his face, she gave him the same back.
"Jane Shepard. A pleasure to meet you," he said and Jane tilted her head. "We underestimated you. We should have invited you in from the beginning."
"Fuck you," Jane said as she turned walking away. "Shepard out!"
OMAKE 2
"I am assuming direct control," an inhuman voice called and the Collector's eyes glowed. It looked as if it was on fire. "Direct intervention is necessary."
"Oh that’s bullshit!" Jane cried. “Did it just go Super Saiyan?!”
“Okay so before we take this thing out we need a plan. And here it is.” John snarled. “All of you will attack from the front and while you’re being slaughtered, I’ll flank him. Taking him from behind and securing the kill.”
“Seriously John?”
“Well I’m sorry! My hands are getting tired from writing out all these different points of view!”
Belle: Toby!
Toby: What? They are! I have broken fingers!
OMAKE 3
"Waaaaaaah! Why won't he love me?" Jane sobbed as she hugged Jack.
"So...how long has this gone on?" John asked.
"She caught me in a barrier right after breakfast," Jack growled as Jane hugged the biotic. "I will destroy her, Shepard."
"Kaiiiiidaaaaaaan....whyyyyyyyyyyy...." Jane sobbed.
"That guy on Horizon..." John began.
"I know! I have had to listen to this for five fucking hours, Shepard, how the fuck is this barrier still going?!" Jack screamed.
"Fascinating," Mordin muttered from behind the two. "Cortisol levels seem to be allowing maintenance of boitic power. An after effect of adrenaline spike on Horizon? Possible."
"So this will end?" John said and Mordin nodded.
"In a few more hours," he said.
"NOOOOOO!" Jack screamed as Jane continued to weep onto her shoulder.
OMAKE 4
Jane entered the forward battery and Garrus turned to look at her.
"What are you up to?" Jane asked and Garrus shrugged.
"You know, the usual, calibrations," he hummed and Jane shook her head as she moved to sit on the crates in the corner. "It was...strange...seeing Kaidan."
"Tell me about it," Jane sighed.
"How are you doing?" Garrus asked and Jane blinked. He hadn't moved from the panel and he wasn't looking at her.
"I could just talk to Kasumi or Tali about this," Jane suggested before Garrus moved in front of her, pressing his body between her legs.
"Kasumi and Tali won't make you forget about Kaidan like I can," he purred. "You know what they say, once you try turian, you never go human again."
"Take me you virile turian stud muffin!" Jane exclaiGFUJK%DFFKJGYI$BHJK
Belle: Ow!
Toby: If I can't smut, you can't smut!
Notes:
Belle Note: So Shakarians, cheering over the defeat of the Shenko fandom? Are you sure that's what is happening? Maybe Garrus will patch up the hole in our fair Jane's heart, or...maybe Kaidan is realizing the report of John's death has been greatly exaggerated and he must act before he loses the lady fair. Oh, I do love teasing the fandoms. FYI, in game I enjoy both their paths, I have had a Shepard stay loyal to Kaidan through ME2 and I have had one go turian and not go back again. While I find Thane sweet as can be, I'm always a little off put that he has an adult kid, how old are you Thane?! My greatest disappointment was when I couldn't make James Vega a man. *sighs* Too bad on that. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.
Toby Note: Okay I now know the reason you were able to write this out within the week since we published 15 and sent 16 to me. *turns to the readers* Please, please, please stop sending her Vakarian love. She just wants to get to the sleeping with him chapter so she can write it in all the smutty details. *rolls his eyes* I should have known…and stop whining about Vega! You got to sleep with him when he had horns! He was literally horny for you! You think Bioware didn’t do that on purpose? It was to distract you from Varic and the paragon on manliness you call him all the time! So, the delay was from me being tired and then breaking fingers. Seriously I broke my middle finger in three places.
Belle Note 2: Don't stop sending me love, it makes it so I keep trying my best!
Chapter 18: Strength from Belief
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Illusive Man has a tip on the location of a damaged Collector vessel. The Shepards must infiltrate and collect data on the Collectors. This brings up conflict between John and Jane. Next stop Illium and the reunion between two lovers.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby's Note: Well my fingers are healed. Good thing too because we’re finally to a portion I’ve been dying to get to. Illium and all of its missions are some of my favorite parts of ME2. I love the recruitment and loyalty missions, the Shadow Broker DLC and even the conversations of the background characters that take place there. My only complaint is they really didn’t give Liara a lot of interaction, before the Shadow Broker DLC I mean. She was a love interest from ME1 and if you stayed loyal to her in ME2 all she says is “Shepard, it’s good to see you again.” in the most monotone ever. *shakes his head* Though they completely made up for it in the Shadow Broker DLC. I loved the memes that spawned, especially during the Take Back Mass Effect movement after ME3’s original ending. “Meanwhile at Bioware & EA Headquarters: Liara demands her little blue children!” Ha!
Though I have to admit, I figured Belle would be all over Thane. I was surprised when she told me he wasn’t that attractive to her. Though I never picked up on the fact that Drell were walking, talking acid trips to humans till she told me about it. I think that’s why you don’t see them that much in Mass Effect. They hide from humans who want to tackle them so they can take a trip. The sex must be great though. I still don’t get why Belle wouldn’t want that. I haven’t seen what female Drell look like so I can’t say I’d want to do that.
Are there Drell addicts? Humans that do it too often and go around like crack addicts begging a Drell for a lick?
Belle’s Note: Whoa! Whoa! I like Thane, I just think Garrus is the best LI from Mass Effect 2...and should have been an option in Mass Effect 1. Thane is a hottie and I do enjoy taking acid trips when I romance him...however...Thane has an adult son, an eidetic memory, a deceased wife, and, let us not forget, an incurable disease. Thane's fate always made each whispered "Siha" a heartbreaking reminder to me that Shepard was going to outlive him and it just sort of made me sad that they were living an inevitable May-September romance that would break Shepard's heart. I will outright admit that I go after Garrus or Kaidan because Thane is just so bittersweet, Jacob is just a douche, and Mass Effect 3 fucked over the straight girl romances. James Vegas' ass should have been mine for more than a one night stand. Did you see his pecs? I wanted him!!!! God damn Bioware and NO, just because Freddie Prince Jr voiced Iron Bull does NOT make me any less bitter I did not get to have my Latino Beefcake from Earth. Toby is under the impression that because the same voice actor played two of my favorite mountains of man that I should give up my irritation that James Vega was only a plaything for the Citadel DLC. I have not, nor will I. And another thing-!
Toby's Note: *shoots Belle in the right gluteal muscle. Watches her rant wind down as she paces back and forth before she passes out face first on the ground like a tranque’d lion on the Serengeti* Sorry about that folks. FYI she gets really worked up about Vega and Varric and not being able to romance them. So…try to avoid that in the future.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 17: Strength from Belief
Earth Date: February 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Mid-Transit
“So, the Normandy’s defense systems haven’t change that much at all?” John said, surprised. He’d called this meeting the make sure there was anything pressing that they could address on Illium. To his surprise each member of the team had suggestions. Some, like Jack and Mordin, were requesting personal firearms or upgrades. Those were easy to approve and add to their shopping list. What surprised him were all the upgrades to the Normandy people wanted to make.
“The Normandy SR2’s construction was actually started before the original was shot down,” Miranda explained. “The Normandy team, before I absorbed them to replace the Lazarus team, tried to incorporate the reverse engineered tech from Sovereign when they could but they were also trying to keep the same overall design from the SR1.”
“The SR2 is much bigger than the SR1,” Jane said. Unlike veryone else who was standing around the conference table, she was leaning against a corner of the room with her arms crossed. “Why would the Illusive Man want the same armaments from the original?”
“The Illusive Man’s only directive to the engineering team was my installation halfway through the build,” EDI chimed in. “Originally that room was to be a state of the art surgical bay.”
“Still with the new Normandy’s drive core and frame the ship can handle much more than the SR2 has now,” Tali said, gesturing to holographic display in the middle of the table. “I can implement my multicore shield designs along with the upgraded guns Garrus wants to install.”
“Thanix canons,” Garrus clarified. “They pack one hell of a punch with very little recoil and feedback. We’ll be able to fire more shots with them not to mention the added firepower.”
“And you think we can pick up some heavy armor as well on Illium?” John asked, turning to Jacob who nodded.
“There’s an Asari manufacturer based on Illium who can supply us. We can get it done faster if we purchase it on Illium itself.” Jacob clarified. John nodded and focused on the display. It all made sense but to implement all these changes, hell even one of them meant they needed to dry dock the ship.
“Can our budget handle this?” John asked after a moment, looking at Miranda. The Cerberus leader bit her lip and brushed some of her hair behind her ear as she thought it over.
“We won’t have a problem with the credits for this but to get it done quickly most of the supplies and installation crews will insist on us providing the raw material. Platinum, iridium, eezo and others as needed. Since we don’t carry the raw materials they’ll ask for vouchers or mineral rights to be transferred to them so they’ll recoup any materials they use locally.” Miranda said after thinking it over for a minute. John scowled. Before being spaced he’d have access to all the mineral rights they could have needed but now despite being legally restored he didn’t have access to those funds anymore. Jane controlled it all and he doubted she’d be willing to front it for upgrading a Cerberus ship.
"No need to even bother with transferring mineral rights," Jane stated and the group stared at her.
"What do you mean?" Miranda asked as she gave Jane a serious look.
"In the SR1 John and I had a habit of claiming mining properties. A habit most colonists learn to pick up," Jane explained as she began typing on her omni-tool before nodding. "Obviously it would be a hassle for a Spectre to try and control all of those rights."
"You got a proxy company," John stated as he realized the truth. Controlling all those mining rights had already become an annoying chore the two of them were tossing back and forth before the destruction of the SR1, it must have been even more monstrous when he was gone for Jane. She nodded as she pressed something on her omni-tool and the holographic projector added a line of suppliers from Illium. Jane highlighted a name on the list.
"I hired an ambitious volus start up company, Iroro, that hires mostly young colonist kids looking to get off world experience, they have all sorts of races working for them. Several of the mining rights turned out to be major veins that are still pumping out quite a bit of ore," Jane explained. "Illium is a booming market and Iroro has grown massively in the last year after opening a supply depot there. Because I am one of the major ore sources and one of the largest stockholders, I could easily ask for the raw materials through the Iroro Illium depot."
"That's pretty generous, Shepard," Tali stated and Jane shook her head.
"I am here as a Council Spectre, this ship needs to be able to take down the Collectors, this makes it easier just using my authority to transfer the raw materials as a business owner than going through the official requisition requests or right transfers," Jane said.
"How much are you worth?" Garrus asked and Jane gave him a look before smirking.
"My mother raised me never to talk religion, politics, or finances in mixed company," Jane stated and he chuckled as her omni-tool indicated a message. "My contact through Iroro just replied to my message. As soon as we get to Illium we can dry dock and they will deliver the estimated materials."
“Thank you Jane,” John said and Jane just tilted her head in acknowledgement as John focused on Miranda. “When we get to Illium make sure we get everything we can upgraded, we get upgraded. I still think she should fly longer on her fuel. Look into it.”
“I’ll start looking into it after the meeting, John,” Miranda assured him. John nodded and focused on the group at large.
“Anything else anyone wants to mention?” John asked.
“Actually John the Illusive Man wants to speak to you. Priority message,” EDI said. John nodded and rapped his knuckles on the conference desk.
“Then everyone is dismissed. EDI please connect to the Illusive Man. Jane stay please,” John said as the team filed out of the room. As the table slid down into the floor Jane came up beside him as he stepped into the middle of the room. The hologram sprang to life around them. John was a bit surprised. All the other times he had spoken to the Illusive Man he had been sitting, now he was standing pensively in his room, lighting a cigarette. He glanced at them and nodded.
“John, we caught a break,” The Illusive Man began, wasting no time on pleasantries. “I intercepted a distress call from a Turian patrol. They stumbled onto a Collector ship beyond the Korlus system. The Turians were wiped out but not before they crippled the Collector vessel.” He was pacing as he spoke and finally settled into his chair. “I need you to board that ship and get some hard data on the Collectors. Find us a way to get to their homeworld.”
"I know you don't expect one ship to take on a planet of those creatures," Jane growled as she glared at the Illusive Man.
“What do you think will happen when we get to their homeworld, Jane?” The Illusive Man retorted. John noted he was avoiding Jane’s statement.
“Hard to imagine how a turian patrol could take out a Collector Ship,” John interjected, crossing his arms.
“Reports indicate the hull’s intact but all systems seem to be offline. They could be making repairs as we speak. I’m not saying it won’t be dangerous but we can’t let an opportunity like this slip by.” Illusive Man drawled.
“If they have a patrol out there, why aren’t the Turians sending a recon team in?” Jane countered. The Illusive Man shot her a smirk.
“They will. Eventually,” he said, obviously pleased with himself. “But I intercepted the transmissions. In the meantime, we’re feeding them false reports. You’re close enough that you can be in and out before the Turians learn the truth.”
"We are Council Spectres, it wouldn't be out of reach for us to report about this as we investigate," Jane said with narrowed eyes.
"I will inform the Hierarchy myself about this incident once you are clear," the Illusive Man stated. Jane didn't trust that.
“Send us the coordinates and we’ll take care of it,” John broke in.
“Already done,” the Illusive Man replied. “Once you’re aboard the ship, establish an uplink with EDI. She’ll mine their data for information regarding the Omega 4 relay. Good Luck, Shepards.” As the link terminated John shared a look with Jane. She was scowling but nodded in agreement.
“Coordinates are punched in.” Joker called over the comm system. “Let’s go find us a Collector Ship.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Just Outside the Korlus System
“John, one moment,” Miranda said. John paused, just before he left the weapons room. Joker had just announced they had arrived and John was the last to armor up.
“Can it wait till after we get back from checking over their ship?” John asked. He didn’t want to delay getting onto the Collector ship. The whole thing felt wrong to him, especially having the SR2 floating next to a ship that was similar to the one that had shot down the SR1.
“I just wanted you to take this,” Miranda said holding out to him an SMG in Cerberus colors. Puzzled, John took the weapon in his hand looking it over. It was oddly shaped, more like a pistol than an SMG with an odd hooked portion near the end. It looked like it was designed to be held one handed or two handed.
“It’s of Cerberus design, we call it a M-25 Hornet,” Miranda explained. “It’s not like a typical SMG however. Instead of firing full automatic, its semi-automatic with a three round burst every trigger pull. I had this prototype rushed to production and delivered to Omega for you.”
“Thank you but why give it to me now?” John wondered. Miranda gave him a look like he was being thick and after a moment John realized he was.
"Besides the obvious issue I know you haven't used SMGs due to them not really fitting your combat style." Miranda stated primly. "I know you haven't found an assault rifle from our stocks you like so I thought you might appreciate something newer." John thought it over, admitting to himself was still using the basic M-8 Avenger. He still hadn't found anything else that had the kick and control he liked.
"Thank you, I'll try it out," John replied, placing the SMG on his free side.
"Be careful John," Miranda said and John smiled at her.
"I'll do my best to be so, but no promises." He said to her as he walked towards the front of the ship. Miranda followed and they came up behind Joker as he guided the Normandy into place. Jane was there along with Grunt and Legion, the ground team for this mission.
“We have a visual on the Collector ship folks,” Joker replied. John came up behind him and placed a hand on Joker’s headrest, watching out the windows as they came along side the ship.
“Very low emissions. Passive infrared temperatures suggest mist systems are offline. Thrusters are cold,” EDI reported.
“That thing’s massive. How the hell did the Turians take it out?” Joker mused. John narrowed his eyes at the ship as they came along side it.
“You’d be surprised just how good Turians are at what they do,” Jane commented as she searched the readings. "You noticing anything?"
"Where's the debris from the turians?" John muttered as he nodded.
“Ladar scans do not detect any hull breaches on the side facing us,” EDI stated. “I detect no mass effect field distortions. It appears the drive core is offline.”
“Docking area detected,” Legion noted, his head panels shifting. “Shepard-Spectres, we recommend taking a shuttle and beginning ingress at that location.”
“Let’s go,” John said, gesturing back towards the elevator. “Joker, keep an open comm channel with us. We may need to leave in a hurry.”
“Aye, aye commander.”
~*TF*~
Jane stared as the shuttle doors opened and her skin crawled at the sight of the Collector ship.
"Weirdest looking ship I've ever seen," Grunt muttered.
"How many have you seen?" John asked and Grunt shrugged.
"It looks like a giant insect hive," Jane commented as she noticed the parallelohedral pattern on the walls. She kept her pistol ready as she moved to John's right as Grunt took his left and Legion took the rear. She wished they brought Tali and Garrus for this.
"Penetrating scans have detected an access node to uplink with Collector databanks. Marking location to your hardsuit computer," EDI stated as the group began to travel within the structure.
"It looks organic," John muttered as liquid dripped from the nightmarish honeycombs on the ceiling.
"Like I said...an insect hive," Jane stated.
"Shepard, I have compared the ship's EM signature to known Collector profiles. It is the vessel you encountered on Horizon," EDI stated over the comms and John nodded.
"Maybe the defense towers softened it for the turians," John suggested and Jane sighed, it would be horribly convenient if that were the case.
"Likely," Grunt nodded.
"The colonists might be on board if they are still alive," Legion stated as they approached a couple pods. They were empty but there was no denying it.
"The Collectors used these on Horizon. However these are empty," Jane said as she stared at the small space. "I don't like to think about it. Trapped in there, at the mercy of the Collectors." John's hand landed on her shoulder.
"We're here to make sure that doesn't happen to anyone else," he said and Jane nodded as they moved on.
It got worse as they saw the piles of bodies. Human forms, some in pieces, left in piles on the floor. Based on the decomposition, these were not all from Horizon. Jane stood over the bodies and was glad her visor was recording all of this. The Council needed to see what the Collectors were doing.
"Bodies just left here. They're just things to the Collectors," Jane whispered.
"These people may have been used for testing. If they are a control group, they may have been discarded at the end of the experiment," EDI suggested. John noticed that there were a couple bodies with cybernetic implants. One man had obvious optical implants, not unlike the Illusive Man's, only the dead man's did not glow. An artificial arm was on a woman. Perhaps not a control group he thought as Jane crossed herself over the bodies.
"There are worse things than death...like being a test subject for twisted aliens," Jane said, her mind going to Dr. Hart, the batarian slavers, and other monsters she had met.
"EDI, scan these bodies, what percent have cybernetic implants?" John asked and his omni-tool flared for a second.
"Over half of the bodies in this area contain some sort of cybernetic augmentation," EDI stated and John stared.
"What are you thinking?" Jane asked and he stared at her a second.
"I have been using my abilities without accessing my tech manually," John explained and Jane stared at him a second.
"No wonder you are so fast on the battlefield," Grunt chuckled.
"Shepard Commander is twelve percent faster than prior estimates higher outliers predicted," Legion confirmed.
"Collectors are interested in genetic patterns," EDI added and Jane looked at the bodies.
"What are the chances that these people who were augmented were removed from the population taken because their augmentations did not align genetically?" Jane asked and the group was silent. "So you've been using your powers without using your tech consciously?"
"Yes," John said and Jane blinked. She had been considering John's prowess as beyond what she thought of as John...what if his cybernetic implants were enhancing his skills...meaning his talents were not natural but a side effect of being altered. He could be...no, not the time for this.
"It is possible, the newest implants tend to allow for impressive abilities. Better connection to prosthetics, enhanced senses, and improved healing rates," Jane stated as they continued to the hellish looking laboratory set up. "They say some of the experimental cybernetic implants take normal human hormones and enhance their effects. Adrenaline is supposed to make it seem like time slows for the person with the implant. Focus on the feeling next time. Those kinds of implants can be trigged with enough mental focus." John scanned some medical equipment as Jane shoved her pistol into the head of each Collector on the medical tables. No responses, they were both dead.
"That's a Collector. Were they experimenting on themselves?" John muttered as they looked at the two dead Collectors. "EDI, I'm uploading the data from this terminal. See if you can figure out what they were up to."
"Data received. Analyzing," EDI replied. "The Collectors were running baseline genetic comparisons between their species and humanity."
"That doesn't sound good," Grunt stated and both Shepards nodded.
"Are they looking for similarities?" Jane asked.
"I have no hypothesis on their motivations. All I have are the preliminary results. They reveal something remarkable. A quad-strand genetic structure, identical to traces collected from ancient ruins. Only one race is known to have this structure: the Protheans," EDI explained.
"My God...the Protheans didn't vanish. They're the Collectors," Jane whispered as her eyes widened, staring at the creature before her.
"They're just working for the Reapers now," John added.
"These are no longer Protheans, Shepard. Their genes show distinct signs of extensive genetic rewrite. The Reapers have repurposed them to suit their needs," EDI said.
"And now they are collecting humans," Jane hissed, her stomach clenched almost violently.
"You'd think somebody would have picked up on this," John said as he stared at the Collector corpse between him and Jane.
"No one has had an opportunity to study a Collector genetic code in this detail. I have already matched two thousand alleles to recorded fragments. This Collector likely descends from a Prothean colony in the Styx Theta cluster," EDI continued as if she had not just revealed a massive historical mystery. "But there are signs of extreme alteration. Three fewer chromosomes. Reduced heterochromatin structure. Elimination of superfluous "junk" sequences."
"The Reapers didn't wipe out the Protheans," John stated.
"They turned them into monsters and enslaved them," Jane growled and John looked at her with concern.
"Still, they're working for the Reapers now. And we have to stop them," he said. Jane looked up at him and nodded.
"We need to keep humanity from following the Protheans," she said looking over the corpses as they turned to see a weapons cache. Human weapons were piled without any consideration. Dropped like the bodies, trash to be discarded later.
“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this part,” John noted in slight disgust as they rooted in the pile of discarded weapons.
“It's better than getting funding from interested parties.” Jane retorted. She was checking over a very large sniper rifle that John noted was only remotely resembling the Widow model it was based upon. “I’d rather not let myself become beholden to someone.”
“No, I get it. Still feels a little ghoulish.” John commented just as he uncovered a large, red colored assault rifle. “This looks interesting.”
“Model M-76 Revenant,” Legion noted. “Per design manufacturer’s dossier, model unleashes a storm of deadly high-velocity slugs. Less accurate than an assault rifle, but has a high ammo capacity and deals much more damage. Effective against armor, shields, and biotic barriers. Custom-made machine gun features technology not widely available. Protected against replication by sophisticated Fabrication Rights Management technology.”
“So it’s more than likely DNA and code locked to someone already,” John said in disappointment. He pulled the trigger and was surprised when the gun chimed and a simple tone sounded indicating the gun was now coded to him.
“They must have taken it before that could happen,” Grunt growled. John sighted down the hall and took a few experimental shots rang out. It had one hell of a kicked and pulled hard up but John fell in love it right then and there as the bullets tore through the crate down the way with ease.
“I have a new favorite!” John crowed and Jane rolled her eyes as they group continued on.
"On the ceiling. More pods," Grunt pointed out.
"Hundreds of them," Jane gasped in horror. "I wonder how many are occupied?" She wanted to search, wanted to find and rescue. Save the colonists from the tiny, coffin-like containers.
"Too many," John said, his hands were gripping his weapon tightly.
"I detect no signs of life in the pods, Shepards," EDI said and Jane wondered if it wasn't a mercy.
"We were too late," Jane growled. She was going to enjoy killing the next Collector she encountered.
"It is probably the victims inside died when the ship lost primary power," EDI explained.
~*TF*~
"Commander. You gotta hear this. On a hunch, I asked EDI to run an analysis on this ship," Joker said as the group moved up through the ship.
"I compared the EM profile against data recorded by the original Normandy two years ago. They are an exact match," EDI said and Jane's blood began to boil. This ship destroyed the SR-1, killed her brother, and nearly stole Kaidan...she was going to kill so many Collectors the next chance she got.
"The same ship dogging me for two years? Way beyond coincidence," John said as they began to approach a massive opening.
"Something doesn't add up, Commander. Watch your back," Joker said. A few minutes later they emerged into a large hangar area as the team reached the top and saw the true interior of the ship. It was clear now that while it was powerful, combat was not the first role of this ship. Pods covered the interior, the massive space making it clear that this was a storage vessel. You could easily fit four to five SR2 ships inside of it.
"Merciful God," Jane hissed.
"They could abduct every human in the Terminus Systems and not fill these pods," Grunt said. Jane's blood ran cold as she looked at John and he met her eyes.
"Earth...They have to be after Earth," Jane said, her eyes wide in horror as she realized the truth.
"Not if we stop them," John said with the determination that made Jane nod. Her eyes were still wide, but the edge of fear was pulling back to savage rage. If Jane had to pick fear or anger, anger always won.
They continued on to the coordinates EDI gave them.
~*TF*~
“EDI? I’m setting up a bridge between you and the Collector ship. See if you can get anything useful from the data banks, not just the Omega 4 relay.” John replied, patching his omni-tool and EDI into the console.
“Data mine in progress, John,” EDI replied. John nodded, glancing around. The others were taking stock as their AI did her thing.
“Uh…that can’t be good,” Joker suddenly spoke up. John frowned and was about to ask what was going on when the console went dead and the whole floor shook, several of the tubes around them shifting and pieces inside moving.
"That's not good," Jane hissed as she began looking up with her pistol ready.
“We’re all fine here, Joker. What just happened?” John asked.
“Major power surge. Everything went dark, but we’re back up now.” Joker replied.
“I managed to divert the majority of the overload to non-critical systems.” EDI said hurriedly. “John this was not a malfunction. This was a trap.”
“Move! Back into the hall!” Jane cried just before the whole floor shifted and actually began to rise up and into the large storage area.
“We need some help here, EDI.” John said quickly, grabbing the console to steady himself.
“I am having trouble maintaining connection. There is some else in the system.” EDI reported and John swore.
“Legion help her out!” Jane barked out.
“Acknowledged, attempting to gain control of the platform,” the Geth said, hurrying to the console and crouching behind it. Its own omni-tool began to glow and Legion began issuing those rapid Geth sounds as it worked. The platform suddenly stopped, throwing all of them but Legion to the floor. John shook his head and got to his feet.
“We’ve got incoming!” Grunt roared. John looked to where his Krogan friend was pointing and saw four other platforms filled with Collectors hurrying towards them.
“Shit, arm up!” John swore, snatching his new assault rifle from his back and adjusting its settings.
“Connection reestablished. I need to finish the download before I can override any systems. That console is locked into its previous cycle.” EDI noted.
“Oh this is gonna suck,” Jane snarled. She open fire with her sniper rifle, picking off Collectors as fast as she could. As she looked through her scope she saw a Collector that was different than the ones they had seen during the fight on Horizon. Some stood taller and gray in color, two horn-like projections emerged from their head. She aimed for one, but the spin of the platforms ended up putting other Collectors in the path of her shots.
“Some of these Collectors are different!” Grunt snarled, shooting at one of the platforms with his assault rifle. John snarled, laying heavy fire on another platform.
“I see it! They have horns and seem to be bulkier than the others!” John commented. He grunted as the entire platform jerked as the extra platforms connected to theirs. Dozens of Collectors were now shooting at them from their own cover.
“What the hell is that?” Jane muttered. John glanced at what she was looking at. Several of the new Collector types were releasing smaller, denser swarms that looked somewhat like seekers from their backs. The mini-swarms were then floating/flying towards them like slow moving missiles. Jane put up a singularity, catching two of the swarms, giving Grunt the chance to blast the insects into pieces.
“Shit, shit, shit!” John snarled, shooting down a few that were heading for him. A Collector charged at him and John reacted in an instant, drawing his knife and stabbing it in the throat. With a snarl he used his knife to throw the Collector at several others, knocking them over the side. He jammed his knife back in its sheath just before Jane screamed. He whirled around and felt his heart leap into his throat. Jane was covered in a smaller seeker swarm, batting at them blindly. A strange dark energy was roiling over her body head to toe and seemed to focus on the back of her head where her implant was. Grunt charged over to her, trying to swat them away. As he touched the energy and swarm, his shields wavered and collapsed. Grunt recoiled in shock and a Collector blasted him from behind. Grunt went flying into Jane, sending them both careening to the floor.
John let loose a scream of rage, storming over to them. He snatched a Collector trying to get close to them and threw it into its approaching friend, making them collapse in a heap. He sprayed the pile of Collectors with bullets before whirling around. The last few Collectors were approaching in a group. John snarled and fired off an impact shot, throwing them off the platform.
“What happened?” John demanded. Jane shot him a pained look as she finished patching up Grunt.
“I missed a damn seeker-plague-swarm-thing! When it hit me it exploded but it dampened all of my biotics somehow!” Jane snarled. "We need to watch out...they were holding back on Horizon, we don't know what they have up their sleeves!"
“It took out my shields as well!” Grunt snarled. He tried to get up and winced. “Damn, it got something near the base of my tail. I need a minute to regenerate.”
“I don’t think we have that,” Jane noted, looking past John. He turned around and narrowed his eyes as he saw six more platforms flying towards them, each packed Husks.
“Shit, stay here and cover Legion!” John ordered, over clocking his shield generator.
“What are you going to do John?” Jane demanded. John stood and racked his assault rifle.
“What I always do. I’m a soldier and I’m drawing the line here. Just help Grunt cover Legion while he reestablishes the connection with EDI,” John barked. He hopped over the lip to the next platform. He hurried over the next two platforms and he narrowed his eyes as the few Collectors on those platforms opened fire. He responded in kind, moving at them with steady but fast steps. He was conserving his ammo, each finger pull was a shot he placed right on a Collector’s head. Each shot the Revenant made, with its settings tweaked as John wanted it, punched through shields and barriers with ease. Each one was a kill shot but the Collectors kept coming. Eventually his Revenant clicked as it ran empty. John made an annoyed sound in the back of his throat but slammed the assault rifle to his back. He barely started to reach down to grab his pistol when the last two Collector’s jumped him from their platforms.
Jane stared in awe as she watched John move. She hadn't taken the time to watch him with her full focus before. She was crouching in cover to one side of Legion while Grunt had the other. At her location she could see John fully and it was shocking. He was moving like a martial arts master. Each opponent was used both as a shield and a target as he rushed between them like water. It wasn't inhuman, but it was beyond normal human ability and certainly better than what her brother did at best. He could be a Cerberus plant...but...back on Bekenstein she had seen the cybernetic implants through his skin, those fissure scars, and his technique. It was like watching John back in N7 training, flowing through the opposition only played in fast forward.
John grunted, throwing the dead Collector off him with his left hand and jammed the barrel of his pistol into the other’s head. The gun roared as he pulled the trigger, deafening in his right ear. He shook his head to clear the ringing as he dropped the sudden dead weight. He narrowed his eyes as the platforms connected with the ones already in place. They were so tightly packed, edge to edge with Husks, the jerk of the platforms connecting made some fall off the edge. Ignoring their companions falling to their deaths the other husks swarmed right off the platforms straight for John. He cursed and drew the SMG Miranda hand given him in his left and fired. The three-round burst hit a lead husk in the head and then punched through to kill the one right behind it.
“I love this gun,” John said happily. He strode forward to get a better line of sight and started firing from each hand, each shot aiming for a head. Remembering the advice Jane had given him when she learned of the artificial adrenaline reaction he forced himself to focus on the feeling. The spike of energy, the speed it gave his hands. He narrowed his eyes and willed it to come. Then as he adjusted his aim to hit another husk, he felt it wash over him as time seemed to slow again.
Jane's jaw dropped as she watched John and the Husks, unlike the Collectors with their weapons, John didn't have to worry about return fire. It was amazing and Jane was going to analyze the footage, but every movement was something she had seen John do before. Could this be John...on cybernetic implants? No, she didn't have time to think about that. As he broke the husks there were more platforms.
"Spectre Shepard, there are more of those weird Collectors," Grunt warned and Jane looked through her scope. More of the horned Collectors were coming, but it only looked like two.
"Use your rifle on those Collectors, I'm going to try a trick an asari Spectre friend taught me," Jane said as both Collectors sent out a cloud of the swarms. Jane quickly threw singularities, blocking both platforms. She could feel blood start to ooze from her nose. She pushed herself after that seeker-plague had knocked out her powers, she should have waited longer, it was dangerous but to get them an opening to escape she couldn't hold back even a little bit.
"Shields down on both," Grunt called and Jane threw two warps. The singularities exploded, taking out the weird Collectors before their platforms got close.
"Shepard-Spectre, we have regained control of the platform," Legion reported.
“John it’s fixed!” Jane shouted at him. John started making his way back but the Husks were still swarming him. His pistol clicked as it ran empty. He cursed as he slapped it to his thigh and grabbed a husk with his right hand. He shoved the husk back into the group and turned to head back but was cut off from a second group that was swarming in behind him. He snarled, pulling his shotgun free with his right hand and blasted them down. Jane couldn't fire, couldn't use her biotics to help him. He was being swarmed and he was going to die. She was about to rush to him when platform began to power up.
“John we are leaving!” Jane screamed at him as their platform disengaged and began to pull up and away. John stormed threw the husks, shoving them aside as he bolted for the platform. He leaped and caught the edge as it pulled away.
“A little help!” John shouted up and Grunt leaned over the edge and grabbed John’s arm pulling him up. John pulled himself up with his other hand to his hands and knees on the platform. He was breathing hard, covered head to toe in Collector and Husk blood splatter.
“That was fucking dangerous,” Jane hissed as she looked at him. Fear for his safety was taking over. She didn't know if it was him...but that technique...damn Cerberus for this. If it had been almost any other organization she would believe this was John. Only John was stupid enough to do what he just did and survive. "Don't fucking do that again!"
“Well I don’t want to do that again,” John commented. Jane rolled her eyes at him and helped him to his feet.
~*TF*~
"Did you get what we need?" John asked as the platform descended.
"I found data that could help us successfully navigate the Omega 4 relay," EDI reported. "I have also found the turian distress call that served as the lure for this trap. The Collectors were the source. It is unusual."
"Knew it," Jane muttered as she shook her head. "No debris from the fight."
"Seems logical to me that they would have sent the initial message as bait," John said as they landed and began to head out.
"No, it is unusual because Turian emergency channels have secondary encryption. It is corrupted in the message. It is not possible that the Illusive Man would believe the distress call was genuine," EDI said. The Shepards shared a look.
"Why are you so sure?" John asked, although he suspected he knew and from the way Jane was clenching her fist, she also probably suspected the truth.
"I found the anomaly with Cerberus detection protocols. He wrote them," EDI explained.
"Motherfucker!" Jane snarled.
"He knew it was a trap? Why would he send us into a trap?" Joker asked.
"We don't have time to throw blame around. We'll question him when we're out," John said, ending it. Jane seethed but she kept her mouth shut. At least he was prioritizing getting out instead of complaining.
"Uh...Commander. We've got another problem. The Collector ship is powering up," Joker warned. "You need to get out before their weapons come online. I'm not losing another Normandy!"
"Thanks to Legion's aid I have full control of their systems for now. I will do what I can, but the Collectors are already attempting to take back systems, I will not be able to keep full control for long. Sending coordinates for shuttle extraction," EDI said and Jane smirked.
"You got control of the ship?" Jane asked Legion as they began to run. The geth's head panels moved in a merry manner.
"It will only be temporary now that EDI is functioning alone. The time necessary for Collectors to regain control of systems will be sufficient for escape," Legion explained.
"Come on, let's move!" John ordered and the team began to run.
"Take the doorway to the right," EDI said and the group moved. A small group of Collectors flew in.
"That certainly gives them an advantage in here," Jane growled as she took cover.
"We have one of those horned ones!" Grunt cried.
"What do we do about those swarms?" John asked and Jane and Grunt shared a look.
"We have a solution," Jane said as the Collector General released the swarm Jane stood up and caught them in a singularity. Grunt focused on the Collector as Jane threw a warp, the swarm exploded, catching the General.
"Well, that works," John said.
"Have to make sure you don't get flanked or it's worthless," Jane said and John nodded. Jane threw a few husks out of the way as John and Grunt took the lead, Legion sniping from cover as they moved through the room.
"Home field advantage is a bitch," John growled as a few more Collectors popped up.
"Watch out, a group is approaching with a Praetorian, I have lost control of the engines and communications, but I am prioritizing control of doors and weapons," EDI warned.
"I have my grenade launcher," Jane said.
"I brought the particle gun," John replied. "Legion, Grunt, you take the Collectors, we'll take on the Praetorian. Jane, use that trick if they try those seeker-things on us."
The plan worked like clockwork. Grunt taking out husks while Legion took out the Collectors. Jane and John flanked the Praetorian, moving it away from the others. John used the particle gun to finish it. Jane looked at the nearby Collector corpses. She pulled out a particle gun for herself.
"Reverse engineering one of these will keep Garrus busy and not calibrating," Jane muttered to herself.
"Please hurry, the shuttle is waiting," EDI stated and the group headed through the door to the left. They could see the shuttle and began to run.
“We’re out of time, Spectres! We have to go!” Joker shouted. John checked a husk out the way as they ran for the shuttle. He snatched his assault rifle from his back and began laying down covering fire as Legion worked to get the shuttle open.
“You heard the man,” John barked. “Everybody onto the shuttle! Move!” He fired one last concussive shot into the group approaching, hurting them back as the team rushed into the shuttle. The door wasn’t even closed when Legion leapt into the pilot seat and the shuttle took off.
“Why didn’t we bring a pilot who kept the shuttle warmed up?” Jane demanded as the doors finally closed as they shuttle banked hard and shot straight for the Normandy.
“None of them wanted to go!” John snapped as the shuttle shot into the Normandy’s cargo back, hitting the ground and skidding to a stop.
“Ground team is aboard, Moreau-Pilot,” Legion spoke into the comms.
“Hold on people, gonna make them work for it this time!” Joker called out. John wrenched the door open and they hurried out of the shuttle. The Normandy banked hard and shuddered.
“That was a near shot!” Jane exclaimed as they headed into the elevator. John jammed the level for the CIC and the elevator moved up. The doors had barely opened on the CIC when the Normandy banked again.
“Transferring stabilizer output to the maneuvering systems! Everyone brace yourselves we're going to lose artificial gravity!” Joker called out as the Shepards stormed up behind him. John gripped the back on Joker’s chair just as another shot went straight for them.
"All crew, brace for loss of artificial gravity, magnetic locks on all equipment activated now. Artificial gravity deactivated in ten...nine...eight...," EDI broadcast. Cerberus crew members were quick to get to gravity stations, securing themselves. Joker’s hands seems to swirl over the controls and Jane felt her stomach lurch as Joker executed a barrel roll over the beam. As the gravity went out, only her mag boots kept her standing on the deck plating but some of the others on the CIC clearly forgot the safety protocols as dozens of data pads and coffee floated around.
“I can’t dodge this guy forever, EDI. Get us the hell out of here!” Joker barked. He then made a snarl and slammed his hand on something. The Normandy seemed to twist instantly and shoot straight down at almost a ninety degree angle. John’s hands dug into Joker’s head rest as he gripped it hard enough to leave finger indents as the sudden acceleration Gs without the stabilizers to negate the sudden thrust. Jane grimaced as the forces hit her. She bent into a crouching position as the Gs caused her to slide backwards with her mag boots.
“Specify a destination, Mr. Moreau,” EDI asked with her calm demeanor as if this was just another routine flight. Joker flipped a switch and reactivated the stabilizers. The interior of the Normandy seemed to hum and objects went crashing to the floor.
“Anywhere that’s not here!” Joker barked.
“Very well. Engaging mass effect core.” EDI replied. The ship seemed to stabilizer for a moment and then John saw the field snap in place outside the window as they went to FTL.
“I don’t want to do that again.” Joker replied and John silently agreed. Jane turned to look at the mess on the CIC floor where multiple cups of coffee had discharged before shattering on the elevator wall.
"I hope Mordin wasn't working on anything viral," Jane muttered. "Gardner is going to lose his shit if this happened in the galley."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: Early Morning February 16th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Mid-Transit
John splashed the water on his face, washing the sweat and gunk off his face and head. He gasped at how cold it was but he needed it. They’d been up for almost twenty-four hours at this point. He felt exhausted but they needed to do the post mission debrief. EDI had picked Illium for their destination during their escape and they were already back on course. Two more days and they should get there, provided there were no additional problems.
“John, you are needed in the conference room.” EDI spoke up over the comms in his room. “The Illusive Man called for you and your sister has agreed to speak with him until you arrive. I am worried about her…biotic expressions during such a talk in light of recent events.” Just then the ship rattled. “Such as that.”
“Uh…sir? Your sister is causing some navigation problems.” Joker chimed over the comms.
“God damn it, I’ll be there in a minute,” John said, hurrying out of the room. As he entered the room he saw Jane in the middle of the projection, her biotics glowing around her as she glared at the Illusive Man.
"It is inexcusable for a so-called leader to send soldiers into a fight missing critical information like the fact it was a trap! If we weren't lucky enough to bring Legion with us, we would have been trapped on that ship and possibly killed!" Jane roared. The Illusive Man took a slow draw from his cigarette.
"I don't see your concerns, you and your brother had almost no trouble. Well your brother had no trouble, you were incapacitated for a moment," the Illusive Man stated giving Jane a look.
"For claiming that only John could do this, you are quick to put him in situations that could get him killed," Jane snapped and John moved next to her. She glared at the Illusive Man. He seemed to ignore Jane as he looked at John.
"Looks like EDI extracted some interesting data before the Collector ship came back online," he said.
"EDI told us the distress call originated from the Collectors. You betrayed us," John began.
"I started with that too," Jane stated and John paused.
"As I said with your sister, we're at war. The Collectors are taking humans, and every minute we waste is one more we give the enemy to prepare," the Illusive Man said.
"I know the stakes. But we're supposed to be on the same side, and I can't trust you," John warned. Jane felt happy with that statement and realized she was relaxing herself around John. As he spoke with the Illusive Man, she considered what she knew and again kicked herself. He could be John...but the Illusive Man was a piece of shit. Risking them all when he could have given them the heads up.
"Without that information, we don't reach the Collector homeworld. And you and every other human may as well be dead," the Illusive Man said. "It was a trap...but I was confident in both your abilities. And don't forget EDI. The collectors couldn't have anticipated her."
"You could have told me the plan. You say I'm important, but you sure try hard to get me killed," John said and Jane realized this almost sounded like her thought process. Was this John? Or was this all an act to get her to believe it was John. She couldn't tell and that scared her. Her response to fear was anger and she began to embrace the rage she felt at being sold out grow. Her biotics caused the hologram to flicker.
"I needed the Collectors to believe they had the upper hand. Telling you could've tipped them off in any number of ways," the Illusive Man brushed off and Jane glared at him. "Besides I wouldn't have sent you in if I didn't think you could succeed."
"I don't risk people. There are always alternatives," John said, crossing his arms and Jane glared at the Illusive Man. It would be an honor to perforate his skull.
"You may not like being on the receiving end, neither would I, but the facts are with me," he stated. "As much as we try to avoid them, these decisions need to be made. But more importantly...it paid off. EDI confirmed our suspicions. The Reapers and Collector ships use an advanced Identify Friend/Foe system that the relays recognize. All we need to do is get our hands on one of those IFFs."
"We were just on a Collector ship! Why didn't you say anything about finding their IFF?" Jane demanded.
"As I said. EDI just confirmed it. Besides, you wouldn't have had time to find and extract it. But we have options," the Illusive Man said.
"Legion and EDI had complete control of the ship together, we could have used that to allow us to access the IFF," John said with a glare. "What option is better than that?"
"An Alliance science team recently determined that the "Great Rift" on the planet Klendagon is actually an impact crater from a mass accelerator weapon," the Illusive Man said and Jane's biotics dropped in shock.
"The Great Rift was supposed to be tectonic movement that halted when the convention currents within the mantle changed," Jane gasped. "They think a weapon did that?"
"A very old mass accelerator. I sent a team to find either the weapon or its target. They found both," the Illusive Man said and Jane was horrified by the man. He was as dangerous as the Shadow Broker...but at least the Shadow Broker had habit of negotiating a price. "The weapon was defunct, but it helped us plot the flight path of the intended target...a thirty-seven million year old derelict Reaper. We found it damaged and trapped in the gravity of a brown dwarf."
"We saw what Sovereign did to the Citadel fleet. Hard to imagine anything could stop something that powerful," John said.
"This vessel is a relic from a battle waged while mammals took their first steps on Earth. There's no trace of the species that took the shot. Perhaps it was their one moment of defiance before being wiped out," the Illusive Man said and Jane stared before a memory trigger. Chorban the salarian scientist who studied the Keepers. He said they had shown extensive genetic modification...like the Collectors had. Could...could they be the remains of the race that fought? She kept that thought to herself, but made a mental note to contact Chorban again, he might be willing to look into the Collector DNA. Maybe set him up with one of the Prothean scientists she knew was doing DNA research.
"I get the feeling this isn't going to be a simple "swing by and pick up our package,"" John said and the Illusive Man tilted his head.
"We lost contact with Dr. Chandana's team shortly after they boarded. Initial reconnaissance revealed no clues, and it was too risky to commit more resources...but now we need that IFF," he said. "I'll forward the coordinates to Joker. In the meantime...I suggest you tell your crew I didn't risk their lives unnecessarily."
"I have a feeling a few of them are going to share our sentiments on your decisions," Jane stated.
"EDI, assemble the crew, we have a lot to talk about," John ordered before he looked to Jane who was still dead eyeing the Illusive Man.
"I will be passing off all your information to the Council and Alliance," Jane said.
"I anticipated as much when you joined the crew," the Illusive Man said.
"I'm not part of this crew, I am here to back up John, since apparently you keep aiming at it," Jane said as she turned and walked off.
"Watch her, Commander," the Illusive Man said before ending the communication.
~*TF*~
“So the Illusive Man didn’t sell us out.” Jacob grunted. “Could’ve fooled me.”
“Lied to us. Used us. Needed access to the Collector data banks.” Mordin noted as he paced. “Necessary risk.”
“Speak for yourself, super nerd,” Jack snarled. “I still want to rip his head off for almost getting us killed or worse, collected.”
“We still would have needed to go in but if he had told us about it being a trap from the start we could have planned accordingly,” John noted, crossing his arms. “Let’s just hope this IFF works.”
“My analysis is accurate, John,” EDI chimed in from her hologram in the middle of the table. “I’ve also determined the approximate location of the Collector homeworld based on navigational data from their vessel.” EDI’s avatar disappeared and a holographic display of the Milky Way popped up to replace it. An icon traced a path to the Collector homeworld…right in the galactic core.
“You’ve got to be shittin’ me,” Jane said in surprise.
“Can’t be. The core is just black holes and exploding suns. There’s no habitable planets there.” Jacob said flatly.
“Maybe they’ve built a station there,” Tali chimed in. “If they have access to Reaper tech like we suspect then it’s more than likely they have the ability to establish a safe area inside the core.
“This explains so much,” Garrus noted. “If someone could survive in there it’d be the perfect place to base your operations. Conventional FLT can’t fly right into it. You have to use the Omega 4 relay to get there.”
“No wonder nobody’s ever returned from a trip through the Omega 4 relay.” John commented as he stared at the map.
“Data indicates that a small safe zone exists on the other side of the relay.” Legion commented, his head panels all extended as he analyzed the data. “The old machines IFF would allow the relay to deposit our collective at the exact location needed. Current navigational travel is still limited. Drifting of several thousand kilometers still occurs. Such drift in the core would be fatal. Old machine IFF is necessary.”
“Just because we can go doesn’t mean we should,” John noted. “We still need to upgrade the Normandy. That is even more apparent after the past day’s events. We also should acquire all the personnel we can. Assaulting their home base is going to be a massive undertaking.”
“Speaking of, this data on the new Collector types,” Miranda said, taping the data pad with the combat readings their omni-tools had taken. “They’re obviously changing, adapting. Either to us and our mission as they collect more and more data on what our species are capable of.”
"No," Jane said and Miranda gave her a look. "Think about what we know. The Collectors don't need to pull out their elite forces when they take a colony. They send in those seeker swarms that can put the targets into stasis. Once the target is frozen, the stock troops can collect them and return them to the ship. You don't bring out your best fighters when your enemy is helpless." Miranda stared at Jane.
"Our attack was quick and effective," Miranda said.
"That's fucking right we were," Jack said, standing next to Jane. "We came in and kicked their asses."
"By the time they were sending reinforcements from the ship we were powering up the AA guns," Garrus added and Miranda nodded.
"Your theory has merit," Miranda conceded.
"Collectors knew that those that fought us at the AA guns would die. Leave cover to distract. Collectors don't value the individual but the use. Wouldn't send out useful troops when stock troops would suffice. Praetorian was probably already outside of ship at our arrival," Mordin added. "Calculated loss. Efficient."
"Make sure the Alliance gets a copy of this data," John said to Miranda who nodded as the holographic projection system shut down. "If the Collectors can stop biotic and tech powers, even temporarily, then so can the Reapers. People need to know what to expect. I’m just glad the effects are only temporary."
"I already sent it through Spectre channels, all Council species need to know too," Jane remarked. John nodded.
"We should reach Illium soon. Dismissed everyone," John noted. As the entire team filed out Jane and John were the last to leave. Just before they were going to walk out the door, Jane stopped, turning around and stopping John with hand on his chest. She slammed her free hand to the door controls closing them.
"Never do that again," she said in an icy tone. "That was so damn stupid taking them on all by yourself."
"I had no choice," John noted, narrowing his eyes at her. "Grunt had been shot, you both were down, and Legion needed to focus on helping EDI regain control of the platform. I made a tactical decision, besides it all worked out for the best. Have faith in your brother."
“You told me on Haven to stop pulling that kind of shit, this does not make me trust you more when you suddenly take those risks,” Jane hissed. Her fury cold in her eyes and John felt his temper begin to rise.
"I knew I could handle it!" John retorted with a bit a snarl. "The risk was mine to take because I was in the best position to do! You have to admit you're not the best at hand to hand without your biotics!"
“Like I knew I could save Kaidan by myself?” Jane shot back. “You could have been killed! And we would have had to watch!”
"Well it's my job to protect yo-everyone on this team!" John countered. "It was a trap and I had to make a decision!" Jane felt her anger rise. She wanted to hurt him like he had hurt her at the thought of seeing him die. Her deepest fear and cruelest thought emerged.
“You’re not my brother! It’s not your job to protect me!” She snapped and in that moment, she knew she had gone too far. The rage that had built from the helplessness during the fight, the uncertainty of who John really was, and the fucking Illusive Man had gone too far and she had let it out at John.
John flinched, and took a step back. He tried to think, to say something, anything. He stared at Jane, her angry scowl mixed with regret boring into him.
"I-I-I need to go." John mumbled and brushed past Jane, opening the door and hurrying out the hall.
Jane's mouth moved wordlessly. She had no excuse for that. Especially since she was so torn about John. He could be her brother and if he was, that was unforgivable. She had lashed out against him and it was wrong, even if he wasn't her brother, taking out her rage on anyone but an opponent was unforgivable.
"Fuck me..." she hissed, covering her eyes with a hand. How the fuck was she going to make this up to him?
~*TF*~
John got upstairs to his cabin and closed the door behind him. He wasn't even paying attention to what he was doing until he found himself in the bathroom, staring at his face in the mirror.
"You're not my brother!"
He was! He was John Shepard! He remembered the farm! Hours spent running through fields and over hills!
"You're not my brother!"
Elizabeth's breathless cries and passionate words as they lost their virginity to each other.
"You're not my brother!"
He gripped the sink hard, staring at himself as he forced memories to come to mind. The first time he'd saved someone, Jessica Nigri, as he screamed with effort to pull her out from under the collapsed roof of her home after a slaver raid. The taste of his first beer. The warmth of waking up beside someone.
Liara. Her laughter. Her smile. Her scent. The feel of her beneath his fingertips. Her-
"You're not my brother!"
But he was different. The callouses on his hands were gone. New blisters were forming as he performed actions and training that he did by instinct but were new to these hands. Scars he didn't remember getting, surgical in origin. Other scars gone, the memory attached to them faded. The fading red under his skin. The enhanced reflexes, the stronger grip that had people wince when he shook their hands by habit. The incomplete tattoos, the red under his eyes, a fuller hair line, all teeth being real and not real mixed with caps to replace some lost in combat, on and on and-
"You're not my brother!"
John screamed, ripping the sink free and throwing it out the open bathroom door. It smashed into the empty display case above his desk, shattering it and sending glass everywhere. John stormed out, snatching his chair and hurtling it at the empty fish tank. It impacted and the tank burst with a loud popping sound and crash. Water gushed everywhere.
"John!" EDI"s frantic and concerned voice. "What is-"
"Go away!" John bellowed. He whirled to glare at EDI's hologram stand and barely caught sight of the hologram disappearing. A bolt of shame and regret hit him and it made him screamed again. He stormed to the coffee table by the couches and picked it up, hurling it at the wall over his bed where it broke it pieces to rain down on his bed. He saw the helmet on the table top and stormed over snatching it up. He glared at it and was about to hurl it at something else when a thought crept into his mind.
'This was John Shepard's helmet.'
John Shepard's helmet. Not his, someone else's. John squeezed his eyes shut as he felt the tears come and raised the helmet a bit to touch it to his forehead. He didn't even realize he was collapsing to his knees as miserable sobs broke out of his mouth.
~*TF*~
Jane went to the only person she could really open up to and the forward battery door opened to reveal Garrus. The tension in Jane's shoulders went down, not gone, but she was starting to relax.
"What's up, Shepard?" Garrus asked and Jane moved to sit on the boxes in the corner.
"I fucked up, Garrus," she said and he blinked as he turned to look at her. She was sitting in a way he had never seen before. Her legs were wide, her elbows on the knees, and her face buried in her hands. He moved from his console to stand in front of her, moving down on one knee, he rested his arm on his lifted knee and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Hey, what's up?" he asked and she ran her hands over her hair before looking him in the eye.
"I told John he wasn't my brother," she said and his eyes widened.
"Whoa...that's a low blow," Garrus stated and Jane gave him a glare.
"Thanks...I came for advice. What am I going to do?" she asked and he blinked.
"You've dug yourself a pretty deep hole there," he said and Jane groaned as she buried her face into her hands again.
"I know...it was low and it was wrong, I was a douche," she groaned before sitting back against the wall, her palms pressed to her eyes. "What the hell am I going to do?"
"What's a douche?" Garrus asked and Jane stared at him.
"Are you serious right now?" she asked and he stood up before opening his omni-tool. "That's not necessary. I'm using the colloquial use."
"Whoa...yeah, I figured," Garrus stated as he typed some more. "Yeah...looks here like you were a douche."
"Garrus! Not helping!" Jane groaned and he shrugged.
"You know how I vote on John, Jane," Garrus said and Jane looked up at him with her given name.
"What am I going to do?" she said and he walked over.
"You already know," Garrus said and Jane stared up at him. "You wouldn't have asked me three times with that look on your face if you didn't already know."
"If he's really John, he will never forgive me for this," Jane said and Garrus chuckled.
"I have a kid sister myself, I'm pretty sure she's told me she hates me on more than one occasion, but I like to think that's not true," he said as he held out a hand. Jane took it and he helped her to her feet. "Go and apologize."
"He won't see me and we both know that," Jane said and Garrus grinned.
"This ship might be bigger than the SR-1, but you run out of places to hide after awhile," Garrus said and Jane sighed.
"Thanks, Garrus," she said as she headed out.
"You're always welcome, Jane," he said as he returned to his calibrations.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 18th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra, Short Term Docking
It had been nearly two days and John had stayed up in his cabin. EDI wouldn't even let Jane up to that level, she had been tempted to try the maintenance ducts but Joker had talked her out of that. By this time all the crew members had figured out that there had been a bad discussion between the Shepards. Kelly had been dogging Jane about what happened as John wouldn't see her either. Garrus, Tali, Kasumi, and Jack had heard Jane's side and she had been met with reprimands by Garrus, scolding by Tali, intense interest by Kasumi, and open mockery by Jack. As they docking at Illium Jane was relieved to see John appear. However the glances she was receiving from Tali and Garrus were not welcome as she approached John. He had dark circles under his eyes but his expression was blank. He had stubble on his face and his skin was a bit reddish like he’d just showered for the first time in days.
"John..." she said only for him to turn and head to the airlock. "Wait..." The other two gave her a look as she rushed out after him. "I need to say something, John." John ignored her and focused on the Asari concierge approaching them with two security mechs.
“Welcome to Nos Astra, Spectre Shepard.” She said, addressing John. “We’ve been instructed to waive all docking and administration fees for your visit. My name is Careena. If you need information about the area, it would be my pleasure to assist you.”
“I’ve never had an Asari approach me like that before.” Garrus said in a staged whisper to Tali.
“It must be John,” Tali ‘whispered’ back to him. “They seem to like his style.”
“Who instructed you to waive the fees?” John asked, ignoring the byplay behind him.
“The order came from Liara T’Soni,” she answered. John smiled slightly for the first time in days at that. “who paid all fees on your behalf. She also asked that I direct you to speak with her at your earliest convenience. Her office is located near the trading floor.”
“We’re going straight there right now,” John said, moving past her as she dismissed her mechs. “Thank you.” Jane wasn't going to have that conversation with John now with witnesses even as two of them were giving her looks. As they entered the markets Jane saw a familiar face.
"Jane Shepard, well met," an asari said and Jane broke towards the asari. She was aware of the others following her.
"Molia, what are you doing on Illium?" Jane asked and Molia smiled as she took Jane's hands.
"You know, the usual purchases but I'm glad to see you, Shepard," she said as she smiled kindly at Jane. "I have a message from our mutual acquaintance. Molia's eyes rolled up into her skull. "We hide. We burrow. We build. But we know that you seek those who soured the songs of our mothers. When the time comes, our voices will join with yours, and our crescendo will burn the darkness clean. Thank you, Shepard. The rachni will sing again, because of you."
"Oh...the rachni," Tali said and Jane nodded as Molia's eyes rolled back down.
"Tell our mutual friend that she should keep her family away from the coordinates I give you," Jane said as Molia let go of her hands. Jane used her omni-tool to send Molia coordinates for the Collector attacks. "Also let them know about this attack information." She sent the write up she was doing for the Mindoir Review on Collector tactics and defenses. "Keep them safe."
"I am glad to," Molia said as she walked away.
"So...how much to keep me from telling Wrex that you're still talking to the rachni?" Garrus asked and Jane sighed.
"I ran into Molia last June, she was looking to get special clearance for her transport...she told me about her connection to the rachni and I pulled some Spectre strings and got her what she needed," Jane explained as they walked. John said nothing.
"How does she know the rachni?" Tali asked and Jane sighed.
"Molia was a courier for years, she was attacked by pirates and forced to land on a planet...she very nearly didn't make it. Luckily the rachni were there and they took care of the attacking pirates. They nursed Molia back to health and made a deal to have her work for them as a contact in the Council space. She gets them the products they need and she manages the mineral rights that the rachni have managed to collect," Jane explained.
"The rachni have mineral rights?" Garrus asked.
"They found some stashes, when I met Molia she was struggling to support their needs, when I reminded her about mineral right laws she was quick to get them income. The world the rachni landed on was not their first and the rachni queen has a good memory," Jane said. "But yeah, don't tell Wrex." Jane kept glancing at John as she talked. He hardly reacted when he met Molia. He’d said nothing actually just kept watching with that cold and flat look. John never was like that. Jane was more likely to go cold. John was hot-blooded. He cussed, he shouted, he talked and laughed loudly when he was excited. Now…
“John Shepard! Liara will be pleased to see you!” Jane shook herself and focused. They were upstairs, just outside Liara’s office on Illium. Her assistant/secretary was standing to greet them.
“Can we go right in?” John demanded. She nodded and waved them to the door. John turned and hurried to the door. It slid open to reveal Liara inside. She was facing a hologram of a human. She was speaking to him and Jane stopped short at what she was saying.
“-asari commando unit before. Few humans have.” Liara drawled. Jane couldn’t help but feel an eerie resemblance to Benzia overcome her. Liara had obviously changed a lot in two years. “I’ll make it simple. Either you pay me or I flay you alive. With my mind.”
“Wouldn’t it be simpler to shoot him?” John asked. Liara gasped and the hologram cut out as she turned around.
“John!” Liara took a quick few steps towards him. “Nyxeris, hold my calls.” Jane shook her head at that but focused on them. Liara took John’s hands in hers. From behind him Jane couldn’t see John’s face but Liara’s expression softened. The last time Jane had seen Liara had been the call where she said she had more faith in John...the expression on her face said, she had faith that this was John. Liara thread her fingers with John’s and seemed to drink him in. She drew close but John seemed to lose patience. He pulled Liara bodily to him by her hands and let go to run his hands to her back, holding her close.
“John, wha-?” Liara tried but then John was kissing her. Liara let out a disturbing sound of excitement as John kissed her. It seemed to go on forever and just when Jane was about to clear her throat pointedly they separated.
“I’ve missed you. So much,” John said in a husky whisper. Liara smiled and shook her head softly. She murmured something softly to John who nodded.
“Go back to the ship.” John ordered over his shoulder not even looking at them.
“But John-” Jane tried.
“Now.” He snarled, still not even looking at her.
~*TF*~
"This is not the direction of the Normandy," Garrus said.
"No, it is not," Tali added as Jane led them out of Liara's office. She was pissed. Liara was convinced it was John at first meeting. John was dismissing them in a way he never did. The fuck was going on?! Jane needed alcohol and to punch something. The hot rage made her mentally pause. Maybe she wasn't so much herself lately either. She headed for the nearest bar. As she entered the lobby an asari was standing there clearly talking to herself.
"I'm going to have him arrested," she snarled and Jane pondered a bar fight. Garrus would have her back, Tali might be upset...but she was getting a bit of a bad ass vibe from Tali lately. "Watch yourself if you go in there. Some human is causing trouble. He's demanding that I sign the place over to him!"
"Is there anything I can do?" Jane asked.
"Shepard..." Tali sighed.
"Just like old times," Garrus chuckled.
"Oh, no. That crap might fly on Omega, but this is Illium. I'm hooking up security cams now," the asari said. "If he or anybody else causes trouble, I'll have their asses arrested." Jane felt disappointment, no bar fight. She headed up the stairs.
"Shepard, she said no," Tali warned.
"Drinks on me," Jane said.
"My, my, my Shepard, trying to get me drunk are you?" Garrus teased.
"Watch it, turian, that's sexual harassment," Jane said.
"No it's not," he shot back.
"I'm a witness," Tali added as they entered the bar and Jane saw N7 armor by the bar.
"You're really holding out on me? I'm a man on the edge! I've got nothing to lose!" a familiar voice cried and Garrus snorted.
"Not one goddamn word," Jane groaned as she stalked up behind Conrad Verner.
"Uh huh," the bartender growled, Jane wondered if she would be arrested for hurting Conrad. It might be fun to watch...but no, Jane needed a drink and the right thing to do would be to get Conrad out of the danger he was putting himself in.
"You want to see how far I'll go? I learned how to shove a gun in people's face from..." he said and Jane wondered who he was going to say.
"I swear to God Conrad, if you say you learned this from watching me, I'm going to show you what I do to my enemies instead of my friends," Jane said and Conrad whipped around.
"Cah-" he started and Jane held up her hand.
"I'm acting as a Spectre right now, my Alliance title is on hold until I finish my current mission," Jane said and Conrad was practically bouncing.
"Looks like he missed her," Garrus whispered to Tali and the quarian choked back a laugh, Jane glared over her shoulder.
"Hey, if you know this idiot, can you rein him in before I slap his ass with a singularity?" the bartender asked. Conrad smiled brightly.
"Shepard, it's really you! It's me, Conrad Verner! We met on the Citadel? I wanted to become a Spectre?" he said. "I made the fifth ranking Spectre Strong video on the extranet! You showed me what it meant to be truly extreme. I learned that lesson well! Why don't you sit back and watch how it's done? I've got some asses to kick." Jane wondered if she should get a drink for this. Instead she crossed an arm under her breasts and used the other hand to pinch the bridge of her nose.
"If I remember correctly, I need people like you supporting me, not acting like me," Jane said.
"What? Are you crazy? I'm nothing like you, I'm not a Spectre working for the Council. I'm on my own, backed only by my wits and my nerves! No rules, no laws, just whatever it takes to get the job done!" he said excitedly. Jane did not need this.
"Conrad, how did you get that armor?" Jane asked, a biotic headache would be easier to deal with right now.
"Oh, they make some pretty convincing replicas these days, if you're willing to pay. Getting the whole getup was pretty expensive, but my wife was really supportive. She even paid for my shuttle fare off-world!" he cried and Jane nearly burst out laughing as the asari bartender rolled her eyes and shook her head at that.
"Any decent security system will detect that you aren't in the military, much less an N7," Jane said.
"I just say that I'm deep-cover, and don't appear on systems. I'm doing the best I can, okay? The galaxy needs more people like you, Shepard. I had to do something," he cried.
"So...you just wander the galaxy righting wrongs?" Jane asked and he laughed.
"Don't say it like that! I talk to people, you know? Ask them if they have big problems that only I can solve," he said and Jane realized he totally meant it. "You'd be surprised how many people are just waiting for someone to talk to them!" Jane probably wouldn't be. "Sometimes I poke through crates, too. You know, for extra credits."
"Who doesn't?" Garrus muttered and Tali hummed in agreement.
"Conrad...why are you trying to get the deed to this place?" Jane asked.
"This place is actually a front for a red sand dealer. I need to take it over to crack the ring!" he cried.
"What? Who the hell told you that?" the bartender cried.
"The owner of the weapons store near the carport! She's an undercover cop! She told me about it when I introduced myself," Conrad said and Jane wondered if he would leave if she paid for his shuttle home.
"Listen, crap-for-brains: first, we don't sell red sand. Second, red sand is legal on Illium! You just need a license!" the bartender yelled.
"I'll go talk to this undercover cop and figure out what's going on," Jane sighed.
"Wait...what about drinks?" Garrus asked.
"After we get to the bottom of this," Jane said.
"This really is like old times," Tali commented.
"Thank you. If I kill annoying customers, it usually causes property damage. That comes out of my pay," the bartender said.
"Conrad, stay here and just...don't talk to her anymore. She's not going to tell you anything and I need to know the details," Jane sighed as she left and headed for the car port. It was easy to find the weapons stand.
"Can I help you with something?" the merchant asked and Jane stared at the asari. She definitely didn't read like an undercover anything.
"I talked to...an...old friend, Conrad Verner," Jane said as the two chuckled behind her. She did not glare but considered buying her two companions levo-amino acid drinks. "You told him that the Eternity lounge was selling red sand."
"Oh, you're Conrad's friend. Yes, that place is really dangerous. I should know. I'm an undercover cop," the asari said in a tone reserved for talking down to children. Jane considered how hard she should throw the bitch into the wall. "Did you get me the deed to the bar? I need the deed to, uh, stop the red sand dealers." Jane was about to go into a rage when she recalled the bar owners comments. Jane smiled a stupid friendly grin.
"I softened them up for you. You can walk right in there and demand the deed. Don't let them forget that you own the place now," Jane said with a smile and the asari grinned.
"Excellent, here, let me give you a discount," she said before she headed out.
"Now that was mean," Garrus said.
"Let's buy some weapons," Jane said.
As they returned to the bar they made it just in time to see the weapons merchant being dragged out by security. Jane headed to the bar where Conrad was watching confused.
"What happened? The undercover cop from the weapons kiosk just got arrested!" he asked.
"She was actually a terrorist plant," Jane said and Conrad's eyes widened. "I never would have caught her if it wasn't for you."
"Really?" he asked with wide eyes and Jane smiled. This was who she was, showing kindness to people like Conrad who needed heroes.
"Yes, thank you," Jane said. "Now go back home and let me take care of this out here." Conrad smiled.
"Okay, Shepard," he headed out and Jane headed to the bar...finally.
"Thanks for taking care of that crazy guy. Saves me having to beat him to death with his own spine. That makes the other customers nervous. Anyway, this is Eternity, and I'm Aethyta, asari matriarch and bartender. Get you anything?" Aethyta asked from behind the bar. Jane sat down and her shadows flanked her.
"A round with the appropriate amino acids and a rain check...I want to hear your story, but not after having dealt with Conrad," Jane sighed and Aethyta chuckled.
"Sure thing, kid, you look like you need this," she said as she got the group started.
~*TF*~
“This is a nice place,” John commented. Liara smiled and gestured widely with her hand at the apartment. The front was curved with floor to ceiling windows on both stories. A couple of couches were here and there.
“I wish I could spend more time here but honestly I just rent it for a place to sleep. I keep a few things here to make it feel like it's mine but I spend most of my time in the office.”
“Hunting the Shadow Broker,” John commented, remembering their conversation in the taxi on the way here.
“Yes,” Liara said darkly. “For everything he did to me and you. After I save Feron I’m going to crush him into paste.” John came up behind her and hugged her. Liara sighed and leaned into him, her hands covering his.
“I’ll help you,” he said softly into her ear. “You saved me Liara. You kept me out of the Collector’s hands and let Cerberus bring me back. I don’t think I can ever express how much it means to me that you did that. Even if I’m not me.” Liara turned in his arms and slipped her hands around him. She looked into his eyes and saw the fear in them.
“What do you mean you’re not you, John?” Liara asked, concerned. John bit his look and shook his head.
“Honestly I have no idea. Jane, she says I’m dead. That I’m not John Shepard, I’m just some...thing. Some days I know she’s wrong but others, especially lately I feel like she’s right. She’s so cold and just pushes me away. I remember things and she tells me they’re not real or implanted.” It was silent for a few minutes as Liara just looked at him.
“Do you remember the first night we had together after we started looking for the Geth remnants after we beat Sovereign?” She asked. John shot her a puzzled looked but nodded.
“What did I ask you?” she pressed. John frowned.
“Not to call you luv.” He replied without hesitation. “You thought it was demeaning, you asked me to call you Lia in private. You thought it was cuter.”
“How would anyone know that?” she asked. “We said that in your quarters, in the Normandy after it left port for the last time. Even if there were recording devices in there, they would have been lost when the SR1 was.” John’s eyes widened in shock and he hugged her tightly.
“I’m me. I know that because only we know that.” He whispered in her ear. Liara nodded and caressed his back.
“You’re my John.” She whispered and nuzzled into his neck. John held her to him and kissed her neck.
“You’re my Liara.” He whispered back. After a few minutes they pulled back and stared at each other. John was smiling but he looked exhausted.
“You’re tired,” she noted and John laughed bitterly.
“I am,” he admitted. “I haven’t slept the past few days. Between Jane and Miranda being at each other’s throats, constantly on edge on a Cerberus funded ship, and having Spectre’s call me telling me to help Jane who clearly hates my guts, I feel worn out and at my wit’s end. Talking to Garrus and Tali helps but getting to know the new team and trying to get them to trust me while Jane is-is-”
“Oh John, I know I asked you to help me gather that data tonight but you’re no good to anyone like this.” Liara said, exasperated. She took John’s hand and led him upstairs. She turned right and hit a panel causing the windows to turn opaque as she led him to her bedroom. She grabbed him by the waist and hit the release clamps on his armor.
“Liara, not that I mind but I’m not sure I’d be up to snuff in bed plus I have these red lines on my body now you need to be aware of.” John commented. Liara looked up at him, and cuffed him on his shoulder just before she pulled the armor off his arms.
“While I would not mind that tonight you need sleep above all else. I won’t have you getting yourself killed now that you’re back.” She replied. John smiled at her and helped her work the armor off. Clad in nothing but his under clothes Liara turned him around and shoved him into her bed. He watched her intently as she undid her own dress, letting it pool at her feet. She stepped out of her shoes and her dress. She undid her bra letting it drop to the floor before climbing onto the bed with him. She nuzzled into his side and he wrapped his arms around her. She reached over to pull the covers over them.
“Lights, sleep mode,” she called out and the lights dimmed down. John felt her settle into his side and he sighed as he finally relaxed.
“Sleep John,” Liara whispered in the dark. “I love you. Here you’re safe and you can forget about everything for just one night. We’ll fix it together in the morning.”
“That sounds nice,” John murmured, already feeling his eyes drift shut. “I love you, Lia.”
“Sleep, my love.”
John slept.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Just as the trap is sprung…
“Okay, that’s it! John let’s go!” Jane said taking up a pose on the left.
“Yosh!” John said, using a bastard Japanese as he took up the pose on the right.
“Fu-sion HA!”
Big fancy light special effects!
“We are Shepard!”
The author would write the responses of the team and others but he’s too busy laughing at the stupidity of what he has just written.
OMAKE 2
"It looks like a hive," Jane said.
"Hopefully there isn't a queen," John said.
"Did anyone else picture a Collector with boobs?" Grunt asked.
"No, that's stupid!" John cried.
'No one can ever know,' both John and Jane thought as they walked into the ship.
OMAKE 3
After John breaks the fish tank…
“Whew, I’m glad the authors haven’t bought fish yet!” John replied.
Meanwhile in one reality among many others…
Belle sniffles as she approaches the Normandy memorial board and hangs FISH on it. Toby rolls his eyes as she does so.
“See this is why you need to experience lesbian stuff on occasion,” Toby chided her. “Your fish would be alive throughout two and three if you just invited her up to your cabin to experiment.”
“But don’t you never talk to her again after she agrees to take care of your fish?” Belle countered, sniffling a bit.
“Why would I when I can choose between Liara, Tali or Miranda?” Toby said blatantly. “I wish they just would have had Samantha from the start. She’s so much better than Kelly.”
Back in the Mass effect reality…
Kelly Chambers breaks out in tears for no visible reason.
OMAKE 4
The reason why Jane could only talk to Garrus...
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Joker cried. "No, seriously, like. What. The. Fuck."
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"You heartless monster..." Kelly gasped.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"This may be...problematic," Mordin sighed.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"We do not know how to assist Spectre Shepard," Legion stated.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
Dr. Chakwas slapped Jane across the face.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"Oooooo," Jacob said with wide eyes. "That was a bad choice."
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"Man, you are a stupid bitch," Jack laughed.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"You unbelievably stupid bosh'tet," Tali cried before reaching for her shotgun.
~*~
"I told John he's not my brother," Jane said.
"Why are you so mean?!" Grunt wailed before breaking into tears. "Wah!!!"
~*~
Hidden Belle Note: Psst, don't tell Toby, but I totally use Kelly for my fish feeding slave too. Our little secret!
Notes:
Toby Note: Today’s fight scene theme song was This is Gonna Hurt by Sixx AM. Hope you liked it. It was fun to write. Also thank Belle a lot for the argument and John’s breakdown afterwards. She inspired me to write it. It set up the ending scene with Liara beautifully.
By the way, Mass Effect Redemption did happen. Remember, Jane caught a glimpse of Liara on Omega during the two year chapter.
Belle Note: Just a mention on the escape from the Collector ship, personally because we have Legion prior to the Collector ship I couldn't help but believe between Legion and EDI, they could wrestle control from the Collectors and Harbinger long enough to actually let the team escape from the Praetorian chamber through that doorway that was open at the beginning of the fight. Just my thought process. I also have always had a horrific time believing that the Collector ship would take over ten minutes to charge up. I timed the fight, from Joker's warning to the actual reaching of the shuttle, it takes a LOT of time and even the fastest playthrough I found clocked in at thirteen minutes. To quote DBZ Abridged "Perhaps on second thought, a whole *thirteen* minute start up for an attack is pretty abysmal in terms of usability in battle."
Back to the important thing with Bioware Romances...
Garrus Note: *shoots Belle in the left gluteal muscle*
Belle Note: But…why? *passes out again*
Toby Note: Garrus? What are you doing here?
Garrus Note: You need to stop getting her worked up. She writes really bad fanfiction smut after you antagonize her like this and I like where this story is going, don't mess it up for me.
Toby Note: *turns to the readers* Don’t worry she’ll regain consciousness in time to start 18. It’s her turn to write a chapter first.
Belle Note: ...Varric....Cullen...
Garrus Note: *tranqs her again*
Chapter 19: Leave me Breathless
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
Liara and John reconnect on Illium between the recruitment of a powerful Justicar and a skilled assassin. Jane bonds with a new recruit and begins to realize she may be more damaged than she previously thought.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: I adore Samara, she is one of my favorite paladin characters. I think the tragedy of her story gets to me the most because it follows a very realistic situation that people can encounter. Chronic health issues. Here she was a woman ready to settle down and enjoy family life when all three of her children are discovered to be Ardat-Yakshi. In the real world we have situations happen like this all the time, people preparing for 'normal' lives and discovering their lives will never be normal again. Samara not only accepted this tragedy but when Morinth went rogue, she took Morinth's sins as her own. I personally view Samara as the Ship Mom of the SR2, whenever I have my character visit her in game, I say "Bye, Mom!" when I leave the room. I know it is possible to kiss or kill Samara but I refuse to do so, she is my Mass Effect Mom and I adore her in that role.
I feel a similar feeling of familial bond with Aethyta. She's more of my Mass Effect Dad. Aethyta won me over when you got her back story of a krogan dad and commando mom, that line "Made me promise to love whichever one survived. Turned out to be pretty damn easy since neither one did." I loved her way of thinking about getting the younger asari working and making new Mass Relays. It was so exciting to learn the Aethyta was Liara's dad, Mass Effect 3 got a lot wrong, but reuniting parent and child made it a little less awful. Knowing that Liara got to bond with her unknown parent made my day. However, I still don't romance asari, maybe my inner Mass Effect species is asari since I feel familial bonds for them.
Toby's Note: Huh. I never really looked at Samara like that. I don’t know if that’s a female point of view of her or just Belle’s…hmmmm. Personally I thought she was a sexy as hell and I was personally disappointed you couldn’t really romance her. With Aethyta though I loved how her appearance changed after you had a few drinks at the bar! That was hilarious! You know I’m surprised no one caught that new collector types from ME3 that we introduced in the ship battle.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 18: Leave me Breathless
Earth Date: February 19th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra, Dry Dock Normandy
Jane watched the video comparisons again. She had taken the video she had recorded of John with the Collectors and husks and was watching it compared to video footage of John taken from various sources, the major being security footage from various locations obtained through Spectre requisitions.
She paused the videos, John was throwing a husk in one, a move he was completing on a geth back on their retaking of the Citadel in the other. The computer program she was using began to analyze the images. Same extension, same grounding, same torque to the torso. There were twenty-two images that Jane had already analyzed, John's current movements were fast and stronger than prior...but his movements were spot on. It was getting harder and harder to believe that she was dealing with a Cerberus plant...but...she wasn't sure. The Illusive Man was willing to lie to them about everything. The images were making it hard and Jane's own heart desperately wanted to believe.
Not that John was making it easy, he had messaged Joker last night stating he would be staying with Liara for the duration of the dry dock. Jane had been irritated enough to go up to his cabin in hopes of snooping but EDI had nixed that idea by refusing access. The damn AI had even brought Garrus, Tali, Dr. Chakwas, and Joker all up to the cabin door on one trip. Garrus had suggested a nighttime walk for Blasto before bed and to walk off the alcohol. Jane had done so before deciding to do the video comparison in the morning.
~*TF*~
John woke to the smell of fresh coffee and a hand gently shaking his shoulder as Liara quietly called his name. He stretched and yawned hugely feeling better than he had in days. He cracked his eyes open and smiled at a sight he had missed. Liara was sitting on the bed next to him in a robe, smiling at him.
“I have some coffee brewing and I can make us breakfast if you like while you take a shower,” she offered. John smiled and sat up, quickly putting his arms around Liara. Liara let out a surprised shout as John pushed her to the bed. He kissed her quickly and Liara returned it happily. He ran a hand up her leg and then under her robe to caress her. Liara shivered as John broke the kiss, giving her a wicked smile.
“Actually I had something in mind breakfast,” John said in a husk voice. “I’ve missed Asari…blueberries.” Liara flushed and smiled up at him.
“You are a wicked, wicked man, John Shepard,” she noted, running her hands under his shirt. “You’re lucky I like that part of you.” She lifted his shirt off him and John grinned down at her.
“That’s not the only thing I bet you missed,” John said, leaning down to nuzzle and kiss her neck. Liara moaned as his hand slid up and out of her robe to undo the ties holding it closed. She placed a hand on his hip, sliding the tips of her fingers in his waist band-
DING-DONG!
“Arhg!” Liara snarled, her head falling back to the bed. John looked up at her angry face.
“Ignore it,” he said, leaning back down to-
DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DING-DONG! The door chime went, the person not even waiting for the tone to sound out before hitting it again.
“Goddess be damned someone had better be dead!” Liara exploded, pushing John off her, getting up to stomp downstairs to the door as she refastened her robe. John watched her go, frustrated enough to utter a little growl under his breath. Still angry Liara was sexy as hell when she wasn’t angry at him…
“WHAT?!” John heard Liara shout. Voices, familiar voices were talking softly, obviously very aware of what an angry and powerful biotic could do to you. John shook his head, recognizing the voices. He pulled his shirt back on and head down stairs to save his idiot crew.
“Shepard!” Miranda exclaimed in relief as she saw him come down the stairs. Jacob was with her and he raised an eyebrow as he looked at John with his rumpled clothing, and hair. “Your sister wasn’t very forthcoming with details about what happened last night.”
“I can kind of see why,” Jacob muttered under his breath. Liara shot the man a hostile look and Jacob winced.
“Look I’m fine,” John noted, coming up to stand beside Liara. “I just need some space right now.”
“I understand John but we do still have some recruitment missions to complete.” Miranda explained and turned to Liara. “You understand, don’t you Liara?” Liara rolled her eyes at that.
“It’s not as if I’m holding John here against his will,” Liara retorted. John shot a look between them and crossed his arms over his chest.
“You know each other,” he stated flatly and Liara sighed. She stepped back from the door and waved the Cerberus operatives inside.
“You need to tell John everything,” she said flatly.
~*TF*~
"Shepard, Iroro Depot just contacted us," Joker called over the comms as Jane continued her project. She froze and blinked.
"What about?" she asked, Blasto's head was in her lap as she sat on the floor looking over the holographic displays.
"Apparently you need to be there in person," Joker said.
"Seriously?" Jane said. "In this day and age."
"Probably just because it is Illium. They make skirting the law look like a galactic sport from what I understand," Joker said.
"Great," Jane muttered. "If John contacts the ship let him know I'm going to be at Iroro's offices to facilitate the delivery of the raw materials."
"Got it. You want to bring anyone with you as company?" he asked.
"Are the techs on board for the specs?" Jane asked as she got up and gathered her bath stuff to shower before she completed business.
"Yep," Joker said.
"I'll just bring Blasto, this will be boring and I don't know how long it will take. I know Tali and Garrus need to talk to the techs themselves. I don't trust Miranda or Jacob at my back," Jane said.
"Actually Miranda and Jacob aren’t on the ship currently. You could take Mordin...Kasumi...Jack..." Joker listed.
"I don't care how many techs Jack scares, I'm not bringing her with me to a business meeting," Jane said. "Or Kasumi, I don't need her to know my business beyond what she can hack."
"Fine, I figured I couldn't get you to take Grunt," Joker sighed.
"Try not to cry as the techs put their hands all over your ship, Joker," Jane teased before she headed to the shower.
~*TF*~
“Hell,” John said quietly, rubbing a hand over his face. “Liara told me she handed me over to Cerberus so you could fix me but I didn’t know you were involved even then.”
“As I’ve said before, you’ve been my life’s work for the past two years John,” Miranda explained. John grunted, accepting just how true those words really were.
“So now what?” Jacob asked, taking a sip of his own coffee. “The Normandy retrofits are being started as we speak so we’re planet side for a few days.”
“I promised Liara I’d help her track down someone called the Observer. He’s connected to the Shadow Broker,” John explained. Miranda nodded thoughtfully.
“Perhaps you can help us locate two people then,” Miranda said, focusing on the Asari. “Thane Krios and the Justicar Samara. We have dossiers we can forward to you.” Liara looked at them with curious eyes.
“I had heard we were being visited by a Justicar,” she stated. John shot her a puzzled look.
“Well we do need heavy hitters and from what I’ve read Justicars are the best of your people. Is there something I should know?” John asked her. Liara chuckled slightly and nodded.
“I’ve told you a lot about my people John but there are still somethings we hadn’t talked about,” Liara said. “Dealing with a Justicar can be incredibly dangerous.”
“What do I need to know?” John asked and Liara sighed again as she took her hand away from her face.
“I've never met any personally, they are very rare this day and age, but every asari knows their basics. I recommend that you just be yourself and you should have no trouble with her. Send me the dossiers and I’ll send word to my contacts on Illium.” Liara said and shook her head. “Samara won’t be hard to find, people will be reacting to her presence.”
“Afterwards we’re going back to the ship,” John said, focusing on Miranda and Jacob. “I'm going to pack a bag and stay here for a few days.”
“John!” Miranda protested but he cut her off with sharp gesture of his hand.
“It’s for the best, plus, I’ll need to send a message to the Illusive Man asking for intel on the Shadow Broker.” John missed Liara smiling at him as he said that. “Also, some repairs need to be made to my quarters.”
“What…did you do?” Miranda said, narrowing her eyes at him. John just sighed.
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the little volus, Dasl Virell, in front of her as he droned on about all the legal jargon that went with the deal on Illium.
"Remind me why I had to be here for you to read this to me?" Jane asked as Blasto slept by her chair.
"Simple Miss Shepard, we are extremely cautious here on Illium. Volus merchants here are notoriously cut throat and we don't want Iroro mistaken for a company like that," Dasl said.
"I've been here two hours, can't I just read it?" she asked.
"Oh no, as one of the major stockholders, I am required to go over everything with you in person," Dasl cried and Jane fought the groan building in her throat. "Don't worry, we're just under halfway through," he said and Jane rested her elbow on his desk and cupped her chin in her palm. This was going to take all day. The entire crew of the SR2 owed her a drink for this. Better yet, she should charge the Illusive Man the highest rate for the raw materials.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra, Transportation Hub
"So, we're supposed to meet John here?" Tali asked as the group entered the hub. Jane looked at the kiosk where Conrad's "undercover cop" had been working, it was still drawing business. With a quick scan it was clear that John wasn't around.
"Yep," Jane said.
"It's sweet Liara can pick up where they left off," Garrus stated.
"It's something alright," Jane said icily as she headed to the kiosk next. A large krogan was apparently reciting poetry to the asari kiosk keeper.
"Oh Blue Rose of Illium, let your roots dig deep into the hot soil of Tuchanka!" the krogan recited and Jane winced. krogan poetry...painful. "Let our scorching sun and sheeting rain turn your supple beauty into strength! For if our love is to survive, it must grow thorns to pierce the hand of any that would uproot it!" Jane approached the mortified looking asari.
"What do you want?" she groaned before looking apologetic. "Sorry, sorry. That damn krogan's love poems are getting on my nerves."
"Is that krogan bothering you?" Jane asked.
"Just like old times," Garrus sighed and Jane ignored him as the asari quickly raised her hands and shook her head.
"No! No, you don't need to hurt him or anything. He's harmless...which, I know, krogan, so it's hard to believe," she said. "His name is Charr. We're kind of dating, but, well...we're on a break. And he's trying to show me how sensitive he is by, well, wooing me. It's really bad."
"It doesn't seem common for asari to date krogan. What brought you two together?" Tali asked.
"He's a fun guy. Really smart, especially for a krogan, and he's got a good job as a transport technician. It's fun to join a mercenary guild or dance at bars for a few centuries, but eventually you hit the matron stage, you know?" the asari said, looking over at Charr. "Then you get your back tattoo removed, let your scalp go back to its natural blue, and settle down with someone dependable."
"Why are you two on a break?" Jane asked.
"He's serious. Serious as in talking about kids. Charr is a great guy to date, but for something permanent...? Krogans live long lives. It's not like dating a human, where you just stick it out for a century until they die," she said and Jane rolled her eyes. She had gotten used to this being around asari as she had in biotic training. "Uh, no offense. It made me wonder if he really likes me, or if he just wants kids. He can't have them any other way, you know, because of the genophage."
"That sounds like a pretty important question to ask him," Jane said and the asari nodded.
"I did. I don't think he realized that our kids would always have been asari," she said and Jane nodded.
"Gene randomization," Jane said and the asari nodded.
"Exactly. Anyway, Charr was quiet for a long time. Then he said he'd love our girls no matter what color they were," the asari said and a pang ached in Jane's heart. Charr was pretty romantic for a damn krogan. Jane looked over at Charr who was staring adoringly at the asari.
"You need to talk to your boyfriend. He's just going to keep shouting poetry until you do," Jane said and the asari began to pace.
"I know. But it's tough! I like him a lot. Hell, I love him! But I don't know if he's permanent bond-material," she said. Jane looked at the krogan again and then the asari.
"Look at him. He's obviously crazy about you," she said.
"Is he? I mean, what if he just wants to have kids? Am I just his baby-making machine? He said I wasn't but..." she began to ramble and Jane saw she was fighting with herself.
"If he said that, then you either trust him, so you have nothing to worry about...or you don't, and you've already decided," Jane said and the asari stared at her a moment.
"I...I guess I hadn't thought about it like that. And I do trust him. If he said it..." she said. "I'm going to talk to him. Here, I've given you a discount at the terminal. Thanks for the help." She walked towards the krogan.
"Jane Shepard, Savior of the Citadel," Garrus stated.
"Savior of Romance on Illium," Tali continued.
"I swear to God I will throw you both," Jane warned as they quickly browsed the kiosk.
~*TF*~
“…all five of the suspects are male but the Observer is female. Something’s not right, who gave you this intel?” John asked as he walked into the kiosk area. He saw Jane just as she saw him. She marched over to him and opened her mouth to speak, more than likely to berate him for something, so he held up a finger in the universal wait gesture.
“My assistant, Nyxeris. She got the information…” Liara trailed off as she realized who the Observer was. “Nyxeris gave me the information.”
“Do you need me to head back to help?” John offered.
“No I can handle this myself. Oh Nyxeris could I speak to you for a moment? I’ll call you back later John. Good luck with Samara,” Liara said before the comm went dead. John shook his head and took his hand from the comm piece in his ear. He’d be more worried if he didn’t know just how powerful and good with her biotics Liara was.
“What happened?” Jane asked, irritation in her voice. “You sent Miranda and Jacob back telling us to meet you here and you show up a half hour late with no warning.” John rolled his eyes.
“I had something to do for Liara,” John stated and turned to face Garrus and Tali. “How are the Normandy upgrades coming?” Jane glared at John's back, insulted at being blown off for Liara. Jane hated to admit it but Liara's certainty on John's identity made Jane very confused and that confusion was sending Jane towards anger pretty quickly.
“Everything is fine for now John,” Tali said, ignoring Jane as she stared with a frown on her face at John. “It’s at the stage where the old material is being removed. Miranda and the rest of the Cerberus crew are supervising to make sure nothing is misplaced. Grunt and Jack went off somewhere together and Jane is angry they didn’t tell her where.”
“I am not angry, I'm concerned about what trouble they are going to get in here,” Jane stated.
“You do remember you're not in charge of them right?" Garrus asked and Jane blinked as if the thought hadn't crossed her mind. She smirked then.
"You're right, I'm not in charge of the Cerberus crew members, if they commit a massive problem on Illium...I don't have to clean it up...do I?" she muttered and Garrus chuckled. As they crossed the transport hub they were approached.
“Spectre Shepards! I...I don't suppose you'd remember me. I'm Shiala. We met on Feros during the geth attacks.” A green asari called, John focused on her as did the others and blinked. A…green asari?
“ExoGeni promised to take care of Feros, it was a massive PR move.” Jane said, focusing on the newcomer.
“That's just it, the ExoGeni researchers got called back to their headquarters. ExoGeni itself has been very supportive of Zhu's Hope. They actually seem to want to help us survive.” Shiala explained.
“Is there something we can do to help?” John offered.
“I'd appreciate it.” Shiala said sincerely. “I've reached the limits of my diplomatic abilities, and I'd prefer not to start trouble. Some of the colonists had health problems as a result of the Thorian control. We hired a colonial survey group to do some medical scans. But the medical contract apparently allows the company to perform invasive procedures without our consent. That's why I'm here.”
“Would that be why you're green like those clones of you the Thorian made on Feros?” John inquired and Shiala nodded.
“Those health problems I said were related to the Thorian control? This is mine. A few months after the Thorian died, my skin pigment changed. My biotic abilities are unstable as well. I'm also having vivid dreams...about my time with the Thorian. It is...disconcerting.”
“Tell us more about the contract you signed for these scans.” John said gently.
“Baria Frontiers was interested in our problem; they offered to perform medical scans and deliver treatment for next to nothing. I should have known it was too good to be true, but we were desperate. In the fine print, we apparently agreed to let them perform invasive follow-up procedures if they deem it valuable. Which they have.” Shiala said tiredly.
“Can they actually force these procedures on you?” Jane hissed.
“No, but they can declare us in breach of contract, which means we're responsible for the full price we would have paid normally. Zhu's Hope just got back on its feet. There's no way we can afford that, Spectres.”
“We'll talk to the survey group." John assured her and Shiala sighed in relief.
“I appreciate it, Shepard. The Baria Frontiers representative knows about the issue.” Shiala said gesturing down the walkway. “The representative is further down the pathway up some stairs.”
“You two stay with her, would you?” John asked softly to Garrus and Tali. “We’ll be back shortly. And get her something to drink. She looks like she needs to eat something.”
“You got it John.” Garrus said, leading the asari to a bench and speaking softly to Tali who hurried away to snack vender not too far from them. They reached the Baria rep in short order and the asari shot them a nasty look as they approached.
“I saw your conversation, humans.” She snarked. “I am Erinya and you're here to complain about the medical contracts those colonists from Feros signed. I suggest you leave. Your lives are short enough. Do not waste what time you have bothering me.”
“Why are you insisting on these tests? What use could they possibly be?” John demanded and Jane nodded.
“Their use is not your concern. A legal, binding contract was signed. Nothing else matters. All of you, humans, salarians, turians...You come to our planet, then complain that our laws don't suit you. The galaxy would be a better place if nobody but the asari had ever dragged themselves out of the primordial muck.” Erinya snarked and John frowned. He heard an undercurrent of sadness in her voice.
“Why are you so prejudiced against aliens?” He asked.
“Where do I begin? With salarian explorers unleashing the rachni upon us, then unleashing the krogan to correct their mistake? Or the turians, so eager to bomb every problem away? Or humans, the new arrivals who already think they should be in charge? Every war that has plagued this galaxy has been caused by your people. My people's deaths are on your hands.” Erinya snapped.
“Whose deaths are we talking about, exactly?” Jane asked, catching onto what her brother was doing.
“The mother of my daughters was killed on the quarian homeworld during the initial geth uprising.” Erinya snapped, tears forming in her eyes. “My daughters were on the Citadel when the geth attacked. One worked in the Embassy. The other was a greeter for the Consort. I am not speaking in hypotheticals, human. The aliens will never be my allies. The best they can do is give me useful medical data.”
“Why was your bondmate on the quarian homeworld?” John countered softly.
“Studying the quarians. Not their technology, but their music. She loved all their art. Said they had old souls. I think that's where my daughters got it from. Both of them loved talking with people, exploring new cultures.”
“They sound like wonderful people. The galaxy is lesser for their loss.” Jane said softly.
“Yes, it is.” Erinya said softly, tears running down her face.
“Do you think they'd want you to do this?” John asked softly.
“I'm not...I didn't...oh...” Erinya muttered as she fell to her knees. John approached her and gently helped her to her feet. “I'm...sending an amended contract. No more tests. No fees. There's enough grief in this galaxy. I don't need to add to it.”
“Thank you.” Jane said softly, as they watched Erinya walked away, tears still streaming down her face. Jane shot John a look. “How did you know?” John just sighed as he turned back to head for Shiala who was sitting on a bench between John and Tali. All three were savoring some sort of drink.
“You don't just make people take tests like that without having a damn good reason, since it wasn't medical, I assumed it was personal,” John said just before he headed back to Shiala who was looking at her omni-tool and smiling. She looked up at them as they approached and got to her feet.
“You did it!” Shiala exclaimed. “I just got the revised contracts. Thank you, Shepards. You've saved Zhu's Hope again. I don't think I could have...Is it always like this? Yesterday's problems lingering in some new form? Isn't anything ever just fixed?”
“You've got the power to make a difference, Shiala. Not everyone does.” John noted and she nodded in agreement.
“You're right. You gave us a chance by saving the colony. I can't let them down. I won't.” she said. She smiled softly and turned her head just a bit. “And thank you for what you've done here, Shepard. I'll keep doing what I can. Maybe some time when I'm not organizing the colony and you're not...doing whatever you do...”
“Sadly, I'm taken.” John demurred and Shiala shifted her eyes and John realized a moment too late she had been looking past him not at him.
“I wasn't talking to you.” Shiala said and Jane made a startled sound in the back of her throat as Shiala stroked her shoulder as she walked by.
“Not. One. Word.” Jane hissed at them. Garrus wisely kept his mouth shut but Tali made a sound like she was trying not to laugh. John just shook his head.
“Come on,” He said gesturing for them to follow him. “There’s an officer down here who saw Samara recently.”
Jane quickly followed her brother into the small office to escape the chuckling from Tali and Garrus.
“Officer Dara?” John asked as they entered.
"Can I help you with something?" Officer Dara asked.
"We're looking for an asari warrior named Samara," Jane said and Dara's face fell.
"Wait. Why? Do you have a problem, or...did she kill somebody already?" Dara asked.
"Relax...we just need to speak with her," John said, attempting to calm Dara.
"Good. Samara's the first Justicar I've seen on Illium. If I'm lucky, things will stay peaceful," Dara sighed and Jane's eyes widened.
"Wait! Samara is a Justicar?" Jane gasped as she stared at John and he blinked.
"You know about Justicars?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"During biotic training, the asari instructors brought a lot of biotic vids to watch in the down time. Justicar action movies are usually big on the biotics. I saw a ton and ended up looking up a lot about them," Jane said. "I never thought I would get to meet one," Jane whispered. "Where did Samara go?"
"She went to the commercial spaceport last night. If you want to get there, the pedestal on that balcony will summon a cab," Dara said.
"Let's go," Jane said quickly heading to the pedestal. The group quickly loaded up with Garrus and Tali in the back and Shepards in the front.
"So what are these Justicars?" Garrus asked and Jane smiled.
"They are a basically the paladin warriors of the asari. A Justicar is part of a monastic order that adheres to an extremely strict code. They are almost unquestionable in the asari culture, which is part of the reason we don't usually see them outside of asari space," Jane said.
"Unquestionable?" John questioned and Jane nodded.
"Justicars are considered the moral epitome. They are considered an embodiment of law. The Justicar Code orders them to stop lawbreakers and deadly force is acceptable. They are amazing warriors willing to lay down their lives to save innocents," Jane said, the respect in her voice obvious.
"You sound awed, Shepard," Tali commented and Jane blushed slightly.
"They are amazing. When I was in biotics training we watched a lot of Justicar vids, they are sort of the kung-fu movies of the asari. I ended up looking up a lot about the order when I was younger. Good biotic role models I guess," she said. "I'll take lead with dealing with Samara herself."
~*TF*~
As the taxi was landing John saw a volus with two armed Turians walking towards a landing pad with several cargo boxes being loaded onto a freighter. As the team was disembarking an asari officer stormed up behind them and called for them to halt. The men turned around to face her as John got closer, interested in what was happening.
“Where do you think you're going?” The officer demanded.
“I'm taking my goods to Omega, Detective.” The volus stated.
“You're not going anywhere, Merchant.” The detective snapped. “Not until I solve this murder.”
“I had nothing to do with that! It was those mercenary thugs you can't seem to get rid of.” The volus countered.
“The victim was your business partner, and I'm not ruling you out. I'll let you know when you can leave.” She snapped. John crossed his arms over his chest and watched, feeling this had to involve Samara somehow. Liara and told him that criminal elements tended to either fight or run when a Justicar showed up in the area.
“What about that Justicar that just showed up? Everyone says she might go crazy and start killing! I need to leave.” The volus exclaimed, as if verifying Liara’s information.
“She'll only kill the unjust...so I'm sure you have nothing to worry about, Pitne For. Find me in the station if you need me.” The detective drawled, before turning around and stomping to the station not too far away. Pitne For grumbled and looked around for somewhere to sit when he noticed the team watching him.
“What do you want? I've already got mercs wanting to kill me like they did my partner! I don't need any more trouble. As if that weren't enough, some asari Justicar showed up. All the natives are scared of her. I've got to get off this world.” He snarled.
“Has Samara actually done anything yet?” John inquired.
“The asari say that Justicars are lethal in a fight, and if they so much as smell corruption, they start shooting. The thing is, corruption isn't that hard to find around here.” Pitne For noted and John titled his head in agreement.
“Tell us how to find the Justicar.” Jane asked and Pitne For grunted.
“She's in the alley where my business partner was murdered. A detective sealed the area, so you'll have to talk with her if you want to go there.” He noted.
“What happened to your partner?” Jane asked and he sighed.
“Dakni Kur was cutting through a back alley last night when someone killed him with a shotgun. I saw his body this morning...they'd used modded rounds. That means Eclipse mercs.” Pitne For grunted.
“Why would these mercs kill him, and why do you think they're coming after you, too?” John asked.
“I have no idea...we're innocent merchants!” Pitne For exclaimed and John shook his head. Did he really think he’d believe that? “But they killed him, so they must be after me, too. I have to work the angles and get out of here.”
“You don't seem too broken up about your partner's death.” Jane noted and Pitne For sighed.
“Dakni Kur knew the risks when he took to spacing. Right now, my worry is me. It's unhealthy to be a volus in the Nos Astra spaceport right now. Especially a volus named Pitne For.” He turned away from them to begin speaking with his bodyguards. John shook his head and led the team to the police station to find this detective. The station was a pretty open setup and they quickly found her at her desk working on a report. She glanced up at them and sighed.
“Nice guns...try not to use them in my district. What can I do for you?” the detective grumbled.
“We're looking for an asari warrior named Samara.” John stated and she winced.
“If you've got a score to settle with Samara, take it somewhere else...I've got more than enough trouble here already.” She grumbled.
“Actually, we need to recruit Samara for a mission, then we will be on our way Detective…Anaya.” Jane said as she read her name plate on the desk. The detective stopped working on her report to lean back in her chair, looking at them thoughtfully for a moment.
“Justicars usually work alone, but they are drawn to impossible causes. If you're getting her out of my district, I'll get you to her ASAP. She's at the crime scene.” Detective Anaya said.
“You're awfully anxious to get Samara out of your district.” John noted and she sighed.
“My bosses want me to detain her. They're worried she'll cause some kind of cross-species incident. But her Justicar Code won't let her be taken into custody. If I try it, she'll have to kill me. I have no interest in dying, so if you lure her away with some big noble cause before I have to carry out my orders, I'm thrilled to help you.”
“Your superiors are sending you to certain death for no good reason. You have a right to disobey.” Jane noted. John blinked at her and wasn’t surprised when Garrus and Tali chuckled. They’d caught onto what Jane had said too.
“We can disobey suicidal orders, why wasn't I told?” Garrus snarked and Jane sighed.
“That's about twice a day,” Tali commented.
“Most of the time we're not being stupid about it. I can't say the same about Anaya's superiors.” Jane stated, shooting the two comedians a look over her shoulder.
“I'm a cop, and I know my duty. I've been ordered to detain her and I will...unless I can get her to leave my district first.” Detective Anaya noted.
“What's the crime scene like?” John asked, curious about what had happened. The fact that Samara was investigating raised John’s suspicions that was connected to why she was here.
“A volus merchant was murdered. It was a professional hit, so we're not dealing with junkies looking for a score.” Detective Anaya said before she sighed. “I'm thinking the local Eclipse mercenary band. Can't prove it, but if the volus was dirty too, maybe it's just a deal gone bad.”
“We should go.” John said, gesturing. “The more time we spend here the more likely that things might go bad.”
“I wish you luck.” The detective said, before focusing back on her paperwork.
“We should find Samara before Anaya has to arrest her.” Jane noted as they headed for the crime.
~*TF*~
The group was heading down the alley when voices came from around the corner.
"...Justicar twenty minutes ago, and they've gone dark," a voice snarled. John held up his hand in the hold position. Slowly the squad crept around the corner. Jane peered through her scope. The armor was gold with the black design on the chest.
"Eclipse," she whispered.
"They have mechs," Tali said.
"Tali take the mechs, Jane, Garrus, take down the shields of those asari," John ordered. The attack was fast and effective. Tali hacked the mechs and they joined the fight as Garrus and Jane brought down the armor on the mercs while John kept a steady spread on them. The fight was over quickly and the group headed into a warehouse. As the door opened an asari's body hit the frame and then the floor, dead.
"Those were my best troops," an asari in Eclipse armor growled as she held her weapon on an impressive asari warrior, clad in red armor and wrapped in biotics. Jane was shocked as she saw Samara approach her prey.
"Tell me what I need to know, and I will be gone from here," Samara said. "Where did you send her?"
"You think I'd betray her? She would hurt me in ways you can't imagine," the Eclipse merc growled.
"The name of the ship. Your life hangs on the answer, Lieutenant," Samara said.
"You can kill me, but one of us will take you down, Justicar," the Eclipse Lieutenant cried. Samara wrapped the merc in a lift before throwing her through a glass wall across the warehouse. Samara followed, wrapping herself in biotics and floating across the floor in a way Jane regularly attempted but never achieved.
"What was the name of the ship she left on?" Samara said as she caught the asari's neck with her heeled boot.
"I need armor like that," Jane muttered.
"Go to hell," the merc snarled.
"Find peace in the embrace of the goddess," Samara said, breaking the merc's neck with a twist of her leg. She looked up at them and Jane had the feeling she had known they had been there the entire time. "My name is Samara, a servant of the Justicar Code. My quarrel is with these Eclipse sisters, but I see four well-armed people before me. Are you friend? Or foe?" Jane stepped forward.
"We are friends, Justicar Samara," Jane said with a slight bow of her head. "We have come to seek you out. We are going up against suicidal odds, and we need the best warriors to aid us."
"I sense the truth in what you say, and it humbles me. But I seek an incredibly dangerous fugitive. I cornered her here, but the Eclipse sisters smuggled her off-world. I must find the name of the ship she left on before the trail goes cold," Samara explained.
"I wish you were willing to go with the human, Justicar. I've been ordered to take you into custody if you won't leave," Anaya sighed as she entered the warehouse. Jane blinked.
"Why don't we meet in the middle?" Jane suggested and the two asari looked at her. "The Code allows you to hold off on fighting for freedom, correct?" Samara smiled.
"I did not expect a human to know the Code," she said and Jane smirked back.
"I enjoy the Justicar vids, while you stay with Anaya we will get the name of the ship, once we have it, will you join us?" Jane asked. Samara nodded.
"Check with Pitne For, he is involved more than he wishes to admit. Speak with him and see if he cannot point you to the Eclipse base," Samara advised.
"I guess we're going to talk to the volus again," Garrus sighed as they made their way back. The group exited the alley to see Pitne inspecting stock. Jane approached.
"Hello again, Earth-clan. Did you speak to the detective?" he asked and Jane glared.
"Why are the mercs after you? Don't bother lying," Jane growled as her biotics glowed. He stared at her for a moment.
"I know no..." he cried out as he began to float.
"You don't have time, Eclipse is after you and I'm after Eclipse. The enemy of your enemy is your friend. Tell me where they are so that we can wipe them out," Jane said and he seemed to think it out.
"Fine, Earth-clan, put me down," he sighed and Jane did. "I smuggled a chemical onto Illium that boosts biotic powers in combat. It also is toxic. I may have, um, forgotten to mention that to the Eclipse. So they are perturbed and want to kill me."
"Tell me where to find their base," Jane said and Pitne nodded before holding out a pass card.
"I'm forwarding you the coordinates. I have a pass card they issued me to bring my goods in. Well, I had to return that one, but I happened to make this copy," he said. Jane took the card.
"Let's go," Jane said and the group headed to a nearby elevator.
~*TF*~
It was nothing but a constant firefight since they had stepped off the elevator. Swarms of mechs with vanguards behind them.
“We need to punch through,” John grunted, taking cover by the door way. Garrus nodded before he shot, taking down a vanguard who wasn’t taking enough cover.
“It’s pretty smart actually,” Jane commented, tossing a warp at the approaching mechs to slow them down. “Keep us pinned by the door and we can’t get in any deeper.”
“Damned boshtets!” Tali complained, sending her drone into the fray. “Good girl Chiktikka, go for the eyes!”
“Shepards, my scans confirm that the chemical compound will boost biotics. However, concentrated exposure will cause severe tissue damage. I recommend limited exposure.” EDI called to them helpfully.
“Or screw them up.” John noted, eying one of the containers. “Jane would you-?”
“No problem,” she said, gesturing. Several of the containers rose up before hurtling at the Eclipse sisters. They exploded near them. John waited, noting the sudden increase in biotics before they began to choke and gag, clawing at their throats before collapsing to the ground, dead.
“Wait a moment for it to clear,” John advised as they slowly left cover. The remaining mechs seemed to be confused, and had trouble targeting them. Tali’s drone was flitting around them, causing each mech to shut down one by one. Soon after the drone shut down, the contaminant had dissipated. John gestured, the others following him. It was quiet for a while as they made their way deeper into the building. They left the docking area and entered an office. As they moved through it towards the stairs John heard someone muttering under her breath nearby.
“Oh, Goddess! Oh, Goddess, don't let them see me. If they do see me, don't let them kill me. What am I doing here?” John rolled his eyes and gestured for the others to follow him. They entered a room that appeared to be a cargo and data room. He rolled his eyes as he saw someone behind the cover and he drew his pistol.
“Wait! Stop! I didn't fire my weapon once! I pretended to because the other Eclipse sisters were watching, but I didn't really shoot!” It was a young asari, probably decades younger than Liara, dressed in Eclipse armor.
“A likely story.” Garrus grumbled.
“I'm not one of them! I'm new!” She protested. “I thought being Elnora the mercenary would be cool...but I didn't know what they were really like!”
“Don't lie. Eclipse Sisters don't allow anyone who isn't initiated to wear that armor.” Jane countered. John sighed. He should have known.
“Talk Elnora. What do they do here that you don't like?” John demanded and he saw her eyes widen in panic.
“I thought we'd be flying around the galaxy shooting up bad guys and stuff, right? But no, they just sell red sand and illegal weapons tech. They even smuggled an Ardat-Yakshi off-world!” Elnora she cried.
“A what?” John demanded.
“They smuggled an actual Ardat-Yakshi?” Jane cried right after he spoke.
“I thought they were just superstition too...until now.” Elnora said.
“What's an Ardat-Yakshi?” Tali asked.
“An asari that suffers from a rare genetic defect, I'll explain later,” Jane assured her.
“It means ‘demon of the night winds’,” Elnora explained. “I didn't think they were real, but the boss said that this scary lady was one.”
“That must be Samara's target. What ship did they use for the smuggling?” John demanded.
“Whoa, I have no idea! It was a few days ago and like I said, I'm new. They didn't tell me anything.” Elnora protested.
“I'll take this one back down to Anaya,” Jane said. “I have a feeling the detective has something about her in her files.” Elnora narrowed her eyes at Jane as she approached.
“Fuck that, bitch!” the asari cried, reaching for her gun. A barrage of gun fire cut her down as the entire team shot her.
“A hundred credits she’s the one who killed Pitne’s partner,” Garrus commented idly.
"Not taking that bet," Jane muttered and Tali hummed in agreement.
~*TF*~
As the team entered the next room, Jane noticed all the canisters. She carefully lifted one and threw it at the Eclipse mercs.
"Get the mechs," Jane called as she threw another canister, it exploded dousing the merc in red sand.
"I know she’s poisoning them but won’t that make it worse with them spread out like that?" Tali asked. “I mean they won’t get concentrated doses like before.”
"No, she's poisoning them to take away their endurance," John said with a grim nod. "Jane keep up throwing the containers, Garrus watch her six. Tali, you and I are going to draw fire." The team began to move into the next room when the sound of a gunship began.
"Oh look, Garrus, another gunship. Can you show me your party trick soon?" Tali asked.
"Still not funny," Jane warned as she tossed another canister. The merc with the rocket launcher began to stagger before John blasted her in the chest and they moved up into an office area. As the team began to reload Garrus pressed a button on the console.
"Well, it's official...little baby Elnora is finally a full-fledged Eclipse merc! I earned my uniform last night when I killed that ridiculous volus. Up close, exploding rounds. Blew the little bastard's suit wide open! Hah! I can't wait to see some real action! Next time I go home, my friends are going to be so jealous!" the audio log said and Garrus nodded.
"Damn, I wish someone would have taken me up on that bet," he said and both Jane and Tali shook their heads as they moved on. Three mechs blocked the way.
"I'm going to make them fly, take a target," Jane cried as she used a shockwave to throw all three into the air. John shot at the middle one, Tali took the closest, and Garrus took the last one. As the group turned to the walkway a gun ship lowered.
"Damn it," Jane muttered as she put up a barrier before running for cover.
"I hate these things," Garrus sighed.
"I hear they love you," Tali quipped as the group began to fire.
"Jane, take down the shields!" John ordered and Jane threw warp after warp at the gunship.
"We got Fenris Mechs!" Garrus called.
"Take care of them," John ordered as the three focused ahead and Garrus focused behind them. As the gunship exploded the group reloaded.
"I hope we move indoors," Garrus muttered.
"I hear that," Jane said as they headed in and saw a volus staggering around a long hallway. He walked right into Jane's legs before staring up at the group.
"I am a biotic god! I think things...and they happen! Fear me, lesser creatures for I am biotics made flesh!" the volus proclaimed.
"Oh, that's a good one, you should use that," Garrus stated to Jane. She ignored him with an eyeroll.
"You need help," Jane sighed.
"You need help! You stand before the mightiest biotic ever. Yes, the asari injecting so many drugs into me was terrifying. But then I began to smell my greatness!" he cried and Tali hid a snicker behind a cough. "They may laugh when I fall over, but they don't know what I know in my head...that I know that I am amazingly powerful. Fear me!"
"Are you part of Pitne For's trade group?" John asked.
"When I was mortal, I worked for Pitne. Poor soul is probably terrified that I have not returned," the volus said.
"He hasn't reported your disappearance. Probably so his departure won't get delayed," Garrus said.
"Face it...Pitne will pick money over friends every time," Tali sighed.
"Bah! I will wreak a just revenge upon his people! But first...the leader of these mercenaries is in the next room," he said. "I shall toss Wasea about like a rag doll!"
"This guy couldn't tie his bootlaces, much less fight," Garrus said.
"I will tear her apart! My biotics are unstoppable!" the volus cried.
"Wasea will tear you apart. Take a nap...you'll feel better," John suggested.
"Are you mad? I'm unstoppable! Feasting on her biotic-rich blood will be the last step of my ascension to godhood!" he cried and as he turned to walk away, Jane pushed him over. He fell over, as he got up, he shook his head. "But...great wind! Biotic god! I'm...I...what was I saying? I'm...tired. You...may be right. Yes, I'm tired...I'll nap. Destroy the universe later..."
"Good idea," Jane said as they headed in to meet this Wasea. The asari was drinking at her desk looking irritated as she stared at a data pad.
"Everything's gone to hell since we smuggled that filthy creature off-world," she stated to the group. "First a Justicar shows up, now you. At least I can take pleasure in turning your head into a pulpy mass." Wasea lifted up a red sand container and Jane quickly pulled up her own, flinging it to rupture the containers in the center away from the group and blocking them from Wasea's view.
"I'll throw the containers, Garrus, skeet shoot," Jane said and Garrus nodded at her.
"Tali, watch my six," John ordered as Jane began to throw the canisters high, letting Garrus shoot them apart and the red sand began to rain down on Wasea and her Eclipse mercs. As the drugs took effect, it made it easier for the group to take cover and take out the mercs. Wasea was strong, but it was clear she had been exposed to too much of the red sand. It took almost nothing to defeat her. As the group approached the front there was the datapad Wasea had been looking at.
"Looks like Samara's Ardat-Yakshi was taken on by the AML Demeter," Jane said. "We should get back to the police station and show them what we gathered."
A few minutes later the team approached Anaya and Samara. Jane approached Samara with a slight smile.
"We found the name of the ship. The Ardat-Yakshi was smuggled off Illium on the AML Demeter," Jane reported. Samara looked pleasantly surprised.
"Shepard, you impress me. She is a dangerous criminal, and I will bring her to justice. You fulfilled your part of the bargain, and I will fulfill mine," Samara said as she stood up, turning to Anaya. "I am ready to leave immediately, if that will satisfy your superiors, Detective?"
"You're free to go, Justicar. It has been an honor having you in my station. And it's nice you didn't kill me, too," Anaya said.
"The Normandy is in a dry dock at this location," John said, sending Samara the coordinates.
"I must be sworn to your service, so that I am never forced to choose between your orders and the Code," Samara stated and John blinked.
"Excuse me?" John stated and Jane coughed.
"What Samara is offering to do is submit to the Third Oath of Subjugation. It means whoever she swears this oath to, their orders will override the Code. She can voice her opinion, but she will follow orders," Jane said and John looked between Samara and Jane.
"She should swear the oath to you," John said and Jane's eyes widened. John was offering to let Jane have one of their most powerful allies swear to her first. Samara would be a fantastic ally and it would be nice to work with a biotic of such discipline and training. Jane looked at John for a moment before she moved in front of Samara and nodded.
Samara's eyes glowed silver, her biotics running under her skin in a way Jane had never felt before. The Justicar knelt on one knee and placed her hands to either side of her foot. Anaya rose to stand near Jane.
"By the Code, I will serve you, Shepard. Your choices are my choices, your morals are my morals. Your wishes are my code," Samara said and her biotics began to glow around her body like a second skin, a more powerful version of Jane's underwater biotic glow.
"I never thought I'd see a Justicar swear an oath like that," Anaya said and Jane nodded.
"Tell me about it," Jane muttered as Samara gave her an analytical look.
"If you make me do anything extremely dishonorable, I may need to kill you when I am released from my oath," Samara warned and Jane smiled.
"I cannot express the honor you have bestowed, I will do my best to honor your Code and do my best to deserve your oath," Jane said, bowing her head in a respectful manner.
"Truly, the life of a Justicar can get lonely. I admit, I am looking forward to serving with a company of honorable heroes," Samara said. "I shall report to the ship."
"We still need to speak to the detective," John said and Samara nodded before leaving the station.
"Thanks for getting Samara out of my district. I can tell my granddaughters about meeting a Justicar. And you've just upped my chances of living long enough to have grandkids," Anaya said. John handed her a couple datapads they had collected.
"We have proof that Eclipse killed the volus merchant," he said.
"And proof that Pitne For smuggled in red sand and illegal weapons tech," Jane added.
"I'll send in some officers to arrest him and his cohorts. This is a big help, Shepard. I can't do much to thank you, but we do have a small discretionary bounty fund. Take this," Anaya said, handing Jane a credit chit.
"Good luck keeping Illium safe, Detective," Jane said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 21th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra
John was sitting on Liara’s couch with his legs crossed, a steaming cup of coffee in his hand as he watched the pulse of Illium traffic. He was thinking about the mission to recruit Samara the day before. The Justicar had spoken with him briefly as he’d shown her to the observation room Kasumi was using. When he’d talked to the thief about Samara, she’d gotten very pale and had suggested taking over Zaeed's old quarters, since the only other room was Miranda’s and John knew that would just end badly for the Cerberus agent.
“Credit for your thoughts?” Liara asked. He turned to glance at her. She had a data pad in one hand, the same one she’d been using for the past two days to scour Nyxeris’s collection of private files. She had her free hand on her cocked hips looking at him.
“Thinking about the infamous thief who is now moving to make room for an Asari Justicar,” John admitted. Liara laughed softly walking to him. She nudged his leg off his knee and when both his feet were on the floor she sat on his lap. He grinned at her as she sat there, acting like she belonged there.
“She’ll be fine, most of the crew should be...as long as Jane doesn’t tell her to attack the Cerberus members,” Liara commented, as she reviewed the files. John made a sound of agreement and turned to continue his watch out the windows. This morning he had offered Liara a place on the Normandy but she had declined, saying she needed to focus on her efforts here for finding the Shadow Broker. He could understand that, especially after Liara had told him everything Feron had done for her and John himself in a way. He was brought out of his latest musings as his girlfriend took his coffee from his hand to take a slurp of it.
“Want me to make you a cup, Lia?” he asked in amusement but Liara just shook her head.
“Why? This one is nice and I’m comfortable where I am,” she noted and John just laughed.
“By the way I found a contact who can point you in Kiros direction. You’ll have to wait two days however. He’s deep into scouting apparently and won’t emerge until shortly before he goes after his target,” Liara told him. John frowned but nodded. That meant they would have to attempt to recruit him during an assassination. To quote Mordin, that would be problematic.
~*TF*~
"How are the instillations going, Joker?" Jane asked as she moved into the Normandy's cabin. Only the specialized crew were sticking around to oversee the upgrade instillations.
"The crewmembers seem to have it all handled. So...even your asari are trained killers? You get everyone at the same store or something?" Joker teased.
"I associate with you and you certainly aren't a trained killer," Jane shot back and Joker shrugged.
"You got me there," he said. "Where's the Commander?"
"John and Liara are enjoying their...couples time," Jane stated.
"I'm not surprised, what are you going to do?" Joker asked.
"I'm going to talk to Samara and then go shopping. I might take Jack and Grunt out, keep the workers from being emotionally scarred while inspecting their rooms," Jane said and Joker nodded.
"Good thinking, Grunt could use the exercise and Jack...is getting scary down there," Joker said.
"Want to come for the walk?" Jane asked and Joker gave her a look. "Hey, I'm just asking because I know you don't get off the ship much. I know why, I'm just making sure you get fresh air."
"Thanks, Mom, but I'm fine," Joker sighed. Jane started to walk away.
"Oh, and Joker?" she called.
"Yeah?" Joker asked.
"Call me Mom again and I promise I will lift you and show you just how good I am at playing catch with my biotics," Jane said with a smile.
"I follow," Joker said. Jane left the bridge and headed down to the observation room Samara had moved into, the one Kasumi had been quick to vacate. One couldn't be too careful with an asari Justicar and a thief on the same ship. The Justicar was sitting on the floor performing a biotic meditation exercise.
"Shepard," Samara said and Jane moved to sit beside her. She couldn't imitate the same exercise, but she began a lower form she could do.
"How are you?" Jane asked.
"I've spent much of the last 400 years on my own; it is nice to have a colleague to chat with. I am a bit rusty at it. If you are patient, I would love to talk," Samara said and Jane smiled.
"I'm rather certain you are the better conversationalist than I am," Jane said, her biotics glowing between her hands, sending light bouncing between her fingers. "I double checked, but I do believe this mission will not put you against the Code."
"You seek to destroy the Collectors and protect the colonies. I have protected colonies before, this will not be something I worry about," Samara said.
"Garrus told me that you will be helping with extending the fuel cells," Jane said.
"I will be overseeing that upgrade personally," Samara confirmed.
"I have to confess, I am curious about the Ardat-Yakshi you are hunting," Jane said, focusing on her biotics. Samara looked down and stopped her exercise.
"I hope you will understand if I wish to avoid this topic. It is deeply tied to my code and beliefs. You might say it is personal," Samara said and Jane dropped her biotics.
"I'm sorry, I meant no offense," Jane said. "I hope you are not worried about working with Cerberus."
"I've heard rumors but learned long ago to form my own impressions. There is too much room for interpretation in the opinions of others," Samara said.
"I have a negative relationship with Cerberus," Jane confessed.
"I work for you, Shepard. If you are concerned I will watch over you. You came here as well, why?" Samara asked and Jane stared at the Justicar, deciding that she could open up to her.
"I am here to confirm John's identity and to stop the Collectors," Jane said and Samara stared at her.
"I looked up information on the both of you as I approached the ship," Samara said. "You are both impressive individuals for ones so young. How close do you feel to completing this mission?" Jane stared at the Justicar for a moment.
"The Collectors...we are closer to. We need to get the IFF and then we can launch our attack," Jane said.
"And confirming the identity of your brother?" Samara said. Jane was silent, staring at the floor.
"I don't know...at times...he feels like John. He makes a joke, he gives a command, he makes a movement and I'm home again. Then I see the Cerberus uniforms and personnel around him. I see the background. I remember the two years I mourned him...and I'm alone," Jane said. Samara studied the woman.
"John aside. You seem accepted by the crew, well liked by several. Garrus told me about your time on the SR1 last night," Samara said. "Tali joined us and added to the conversation. They both look up to you. Kasumi spoke to me at breakfast this morning and she had a high opinion of you. You are not alone, Jane." Jane looked at the asari and in that moment, she felt more connected to the world than she had for nearly two years. This Justicar, a hero who was brutal and just, doing what was required of an honorable Code and doing so alone. Jane wanted to be like John, like the Justicar, but she felt like she was too soaked in blood. She had gone to dark places and come back infected with the darkness. She was surprised to feel tears in her eyes. She felt so at home with Tali and Garrus again. Even the routine of training with Jack and Grunt had begun to make Jane feel more human.
"How do you do it?" Jane asked as she looked at Samara and the Justicar looked at her. "You have wandered the stars for centuries doing the right thing to protect others and you seem so confident and strong...I've been doing it for two years and I feel broken..." Tears rolled down her cheeks. Samara watched in silence.
"I gave up everything to do as I do. I accepted that the path would be alone. I put the Code before all else," Samara said. "From what I have learned about you, Jane, you lost your brother, you lost your lover, and you threw yourself into your job, not because you chose to embrace your career and duty, but because you were trying to replace the loss you felt with it. It was a hollow replacement for what was taken from you and it hurt you." Jane stared at Samara for a moment and the Justicar gave her a gentle, calm look. It was true, Jane threw herself into the Alliance and into her role as a Spectre, but she never chose to put it first, she grabbed onto her career because she lost her only family, she lost Kaidan, and she couldn't take anymore. Jane wept silently into her hands for a few minutes. Samara said nothing, only sat there, placing one hand on Jane's shoulder until she calmed.
"Thank you," Jane said as she looked up.
"You should wash your face, you are quite flushed," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"I'm sorry to make such a scene," Jane said and Samara shook her head.
"I understand immensely feelings of loss," Samara said.
"Would you mind if I came to seek your council again?" Jane asked and Samara smiled.
"I would be glad for the company," Samara said as Jane got up and headed for the bathroom.
~*TF*~
"So, what's the plan?" Jack asked a few hours later as Jane, Jack, and Grunt entered the shopping district.
"We're loading up on supplies," Jane stated and the two blinked.
"Who's paying?" Jack asked and Jane smiled.
"I may have talked EDI into allocating Cerberus funds for this shopping trip," Jane said and Jack's face broke out into a massive grin.
"You fucking with me, Shepard?" Jack asked.
"Grunt, go get all the supplies you need," Jane said and the krogan began his deep chuckle he reserved for when he was ready to charge. Jane's eyes turned to Jack. "Do you think I would lie about spending Cerberus credits?" Jack laughed.
"Shepard, I didn't even get you a present," she said as she turned to stalk the stalls.
"Shepard, I do have limitations with spending," EDI informed Jane.
"Don't worry, EDI, I'm giving them a time limit," Jane said.
"Holy crap, Shepard? What are you doing on Illium?" a voice called and Jane blinked as she looked to see a woman at a nearby table. She looked at the woman for a moment before she recognized her.
"Parasini is that you?" Jane asked and Gianna nodded.
"Good memory, it's been a couple of years. Thanks again for helping me nail Administrator Anoleis," Gianna said.
"It was a pleasure to do so. Whatever happened to him?" Jane asked. Gianna smiled as she leaned back in her chair.
"He made the one mistake Noveria won't tolerate: he got caught taking their money. He's doing a few years in white-collar prison. More importantly, he won't work in the field again. Sit down. If I remember right, I owe you a beer," Gianna said and Jane took a seat as Gianna flagged a waitress. "What brings you to Illium? You know, that you can talk about?"
"I'm part of a team that has confirmed that the missing colonies in the Terminus are being taken by the Collectors. We're planning to stop them," Jane said before noticing Grunt getting aggressive with a shop keeper. "Grunt, I will send you back to the ship! Knock that off!"
"Babysitting a krogan?" Gianna asked and Jane nodded.
"They call me Urdnot-Shepard on Tuchanka," Jane said and Gianna shook her head.
"Damn, Shepard," Gianna chuckled before her eyes moved to look at a nearby kiosk. "Hey, listen, I just remembered something. I've got to go. Talk to you later? And don't forget to drink your beer." Jane looked to see the glass was on a small datapad. She pulled the datapad out from under the drink before downing the beer.
'Shepard. Had to leave. Target saw me. Couldn't break cover. Asari merchant smuggling schematics from Noveria. Can you talk her into showing you good stuff?' the datapad showed and Jane smirked as she looked in the direction Gianna had glanced. Jane finished her drink and headed over to the kiosk.
"Welcome! You look like someone who needs high-quality equipment! Feel free to look around. My store has the best tech and biotic equipment on Illium," the asari working the kiosk said and Jane put on her most disarming smile.
"Is everything here to expensive? I'd planned to drop a lot of credits today," Jane said. "My two associates have been hitting up the kiosks already." Jane pointed to Jack who was scrolling through a kiosk with the eyes of a predator. Grunt was grilling a volus on the specs on some shotgun.
"Really?" the asari's eyes widened with glee.
"I'm outfitting a team for a dangerous mission. I need the best, and I'm willing to pay for it...as long as you work with me," Jane said with an assured grin. The credit signs were glowing in the asari's eyes.
"Well...perhaps I could give you a preferred rate at the kiosk," the merchant said. "Here. A small discount...and when I get special items in, you can take a look." Jane looked intrigued.
"What kind of special items are we talking about?" Jane asked.
"Oh, you know, schematics, designs. Nothing illegal, but I may not have all the licenses to sell them," she explained and Jane nodded.
"Do you have anything else? Anything not listed on your main merchandise kiosk?" Jane questioned.
"Well...there is one thing. Very advanced design. Not publicly available yet," she said and Jane stepped back as Gianna approached.
"That's because it's still in development on Noveria. And illegal for export. Hello, Hermia," Gianna said.
"Parasini! You set me up! But this isn't Noveria! You don't have the authority to arrest me!" Hermia cried.
"I don't care whether you go to jail. I've got all the evidence I need to fine you out of business," Gianna said.
"Do you have the authority to seize the schematic she's trying to sell?" Jane asked.
"I don't have to. Hermia was under suspicion. We leaked a faulty device to her. All this thing will ever do is blow up in your face," Gianna said and Jane chuckled.
"I..I need to go. I have to talk to my lawyer," Hermia cried as she quickly walked off.
"Talk fast, Hermia! When the fines hit, you won't be able to afford him!" Gianna cried and Jane chuckled. "Hermia is going to be a very poor woman very shortly. Thank for the help, Shepard."
"Nothing quite as satisfying as taking down an asari," Jane nodded.
"I know, right. So ageless and superior, then you get them, and they squeal like schoolgirls," Gianna chuckled.
"Happy to help, Parasini," Jane said and Gianna gave her a look.
"Guess I owe you another beer," she said and Jane shook her head.
"No way, both times you took down people and I got to watch. I had plenty of fun, you owe me nothing," Jane said. "Be safe out there, Parasini." Jane headed out to drag Jack and Grunt back to the ship. It would be easy to lure them back with the promise of a sparring match in the hold.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: February 23rd, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra
“Glad you guys could make it.” John said, looking at Jane, Mordin and Grunt. Jane rolled her eyes at him.
“I’ve never seen a Drell before so I insisted I come along,” Grunt growled, following the man as he entered an office on the transport hub floor.
“Seryna?” John asked of the asari working at her desk with another nearby.
“Who wants to know?” the woman in question replied, not even looking up from her work.
“I’m John Shepard. Liara T'Soni said you might have information on Thane Krios.” John explained. Seryna stopped and nodded before getting up from her desk and looking at her co-worker.
“Tana. Cover for me.” Seryna said walking around her desk and outside to the balcony for the office. She turned around and leaned against the railing, looking at them. “Yeah, I know who Thane Krios is. I might have passed him some information, but I didn't hire him. What do you want to know?”
“I’m just trying to find him.” John explained and Seryna shook her head in exasperation.
“I can tell you, but you won't stop him. When he contacted me, I checked up on him. The man never gives up on a job. I ran security for Nassana Dantius. Then I found out she was having people killed to cover up her dirty secrets. She fired me when I confronted her. Her loss. I might have been good enough to stop Thane from taking her down.” Seryna drawled.
“Nassana Dantius?” John said surprised, glancing at Jane who nodded.
“I had heard she got booted off the Citadel. Apparently, she had a fall back plan.” Jane explained.
“If you worked there, you must have an idea what his opposition will be.” John noted as he focused on Seryna again.
“Eclipse mercs. High-tech killers. Undisciplined, but very well-equipped. They don't much care who they kill, as long as they're paid for it. Thane has quite a reception waiting for him. I told him all I knew. He didn't seem worried.” Seryna said with a chuckle.
“How did she end up here?” John muttered.
“Someone must have found some evidence of her sister's untimely death. The one she paid someone off for.” Jane drawled.
“I had heard that was a rumor. Well, she has even more power here in Nos Astra. She uses it to keep her friends in check and her enemies dead.” Seryna noted.
“Where do we find Thane?” John asked and Seryna turned around to point to a pair of large towers, one complete and the other still under construction.
“The Dantius Towers. Penthouse level of Tower One. There is a second tower, still under construction. If Thane is smart, he'll go in from there.” Seryna explained.
“I doubt Nassana's just going to let us in.” Jane said with a sigh.
“She's as smart as she is paranoid.” Seryna said in agreement. “No one's getting in or out of there without a fight. I can get you in, but you'll only get one shot. You'd better be ready.”
“Do you know anything else about Thane?” Jane asked and Seryna shook her head.
“Not much. He did say that he's not doing the hit for money. Nobody hired him. I wanted to know who I was helping, and he said he's doing this job on his own. That he had to restore the balance of his life. I don't know. Maybe he's crazy. If he takes down Nassana, I don't care why he does it.”
“And you're just offering your help? No strings attached?” John said skeptically.
“You're going to look for Thane. Nassana's mercenaries will try to stop you. At the least, you'll distract her guards. Take a little fire, give Thane a clear shot.” Seryna said with a shrug.
“Clearing the path does seem like payment.” Jane noted.
“I didn't hire him to kill Nassana, but I won't shed any tears when she gets what's coming to her.” Seryna drawled.
“Alright let's go then.” John said and Seryna grinned.
“Good. I'm tired of this crap. We'll go tonight, as soon as the shift workers clear out of Tower Two.”
~*TF*~
"What do we need to know about these towers?" John asked from the passenger seat of Seryna’s car a few hours later. Mordin was wedged in the backseat between Grunt and Jane.
"The towers are heavily guarded, and you'll find more resistance closer to the penthouse," Seryna explained before John a look. "So, this assassin...you planning to stop him?"
"Actually, we're just here to make sure he survives," John said and Seryna made a humming noise as she drove them through traffic.
"There they are: the Dantius Towers. You'll have to get up the second tower and cross the bridge to the penthouse. Her mercs will fight you every step, but it's your best chance," Seryna said.
"We could save time by taking the shuttle up," Grunt huffed.
"She's got mercs with rockets just in case," Seryna said.
"It's only paranoia if no one is trying to get you," Jane pointed out.
"Besides, your assassin won't go in that way. Best to go in low," Seryna said.
"Any last-minute tips about the towers?" John asked.
"The Eclipse mercs will be well-fortified by now, and they won't want to disappoint Nassana. There's no automated defenses or traps. Just focus on anything moving," Seryna said as the landed the shuttle.
"Thanks for the ride," John said as the doors opened and the group got out.
"Don't linger too long: they'll be here to greet you soon enough," Seryna warned. "Good luck."
As the group turned to look for an entrance they saw a large glass window. Two salarians were running from mechs.
"Shit, they're going after the workers!" Jane cried.
"Grunt, make an opening!" John ordered and the krogan laughed before he broke through the glass. "Jane!"
"On it!" she roared as she sent a throw, she tossed both the mechs, but missed the Fenris models. Grunt took one out while Mordin went after the other. Grunt was laughing maniacally as he lifted the mech up and tossed it down the empty space in the center of the building. Jane quickly ran to check on one of the shot salarians. He was dead, they moved towards an alcove to see another salarian. Mordin quickly applied first aid.
"Who turned on the mechs? And why?" John asked as the salarian took a few breaths.
"We're just night workers! Nassana...sent them after us..." he explained and Jane made a fist. "She sent the mechs to round us up, but we didn't hear. They just started shooting..."
"They just attacked you?" John growled as he helped the salarian up.
"Yes...we were too slow. It was horrible. Everyone...screaming... The mercs said there was no time. Nassana wanted us out of the way...immediately. Then they released the dogs...find the other workers. Help them!"
"How many mercs do we need to look out for?" Jane asked.
"A lot. Dozens of them were wandering around here all day. You'll find more the further up you go," the salarian explained.
"What the hell is Nassana thinking killing her own workers?" John muttered angrily.
"To her, we're expendable. But...I didn't realize she was that ruthless," the salarian said in bewilderment. "My friends...co-workers...slaughtered. They were jumping off ledges to escape the dogs..."
"We'll do what we can, get out of here," John said and the salarian nodded.
"Thank you," he said as he headed towards the panel they had broken in through.
They began to move through the incomplete building as soon as they entered the hallway they heard merc chatter.
"Jane, you take our six, Grunt, we stick to the front, Mordin, stay near Jane," John ordered and the team advanced. Jane tossed mechs while using her rifle to put holes in merc heads. John and Grunt rushed in, viciously taking out whatever stood between them and where they were going. The ample construction materials made it easy to advance and shoot from cover.
"This elevator isn't functioning, either it is off or it isn't finished," Jane reported.
"We will have to find the freight elevator," John sighed as they moved around to see a door open and a few mercs rush out. "That might be the way." They took the mercs out before opening the door and finding a ramp. As they reached the second floor there was a voice.
"I think he went in there," a man's voice said and Jane looked up, there was a massive vent.
"Well, go get him," a woman ordered.
"You go," the man scoffed.
"Get your ass in there. Nassana's not paying you to stand around," the woman barked.
"Fine..but I..." the man began before there was a sound of a struggle and the man cried out. Jane pushed Grunt back as a body dropped from the vent.
"We're close," John muttered as the group continued. Immediately there was another large number of mercs and mechs.
"Damn, Nassana definitely is worried about Thane," Jane muttered.
"Extreme caution. Most likely will believe we are the assassins," Mordin commented.
"Great, that will make things easier," John sighed as they fought.
"This elevator is working," Grunt commented as they cleared out the mercs from the floor.
"This door was locked from the outside," Jane muttered as she found a storage closet.
"Company," John cried as the elevator indicated it had arrived. A krogan and two vanguards exited the elevator and Jane made sure to use warps and singularities to break through the three's armor.
"This is why I fight for you, Shepards, good enemies," Grunt laughed as Jane went to the closet and Mordin was quick to disengage the lock.
"Please...don't kill us! We'll go...we'll go..." a salarian cried holding up his hands. The group put away their weapons.
"Hey, look...they're not Eclipse," another salarian commented. "You're here to help us...right?"
"One of your coworkers asked us to help," Jane said and the salarian's eyes widened. "You're Jane Shepard!" Jane nodded. "Nassana's done it this time, the Council is after her."
"Not quite," Jane said. "I'm after the one going after her. Maybe you can help us find him?"
"We are in your debt. You might be looking for whoever sealed us in here..." the first salarian stated.
"When he found us, I thought we were dead. But he just closed the door and locked us in," the second commented.
"By locking you in, he was probably trying to keep you safe," Jane said.
"He's probably here for Nassana, she's got it coming," the second salarian sneered. "You treat people like this; it always comes back to bite you in the ass."
"We need to get up to the penthouse, any advice?" John asked.
"The cargo elevator is the only way up," the second salarian commented.
"They're still working up top. Watch your step; some of the walls aren't in, and it's a long way down," the first added.
"Cold too, I hate working there," the second sighed.
"You don't seem to like Nassana, why do you keep working for her?" Jane asked.
"We would quit if we could," the first sighed.
"But our contract keeps us stuck until the job's done. Quitting for any reason can be hazardous to your health," the second said and Jane made a fist again.
"We hear that anyone who leaves early tends to disappear. Probably just a rumor," the first said.
"But who wants to find out for sure?" the second cried.
"Did you see the one who locked you in? Do you know where he might've gone?" John asked.
"He's no salarian, I can tell you that. But I've got no idea where he went. Sorry," the second explained.
"If he's after Nassana, he'll be heading to the upper levels," the first said.
"Don't stay here long," John warned.
"It should be safer down on the lower floors, I would call it a day," Jane suggested.
"I was just thinking the same thing. Let's go, everybody," the first salarian said and the group began to leave. The second salarian stopped by the Shepards.
"Thank you. And tell your assassin to aim for her head...'cause she doesn't have a heart!" he hissed before running after his companions and the group headed for the elevator.
"He will probably beat us up," Jane said and John nodded.
~*TF*~
As they stepped off the elevator John saw an Eclipse Trooper talking on his comms with his back to the elevator. Shaking his head at the idiot’s stupidity he drew his pistol and approached him quiet from behind.
“I haven't heard from Teams Four or Five. Don't worry, my team is always ready to go. I don't know where he is, not yet. Don't worry about it. We don't need any reinforcements. I'll take care of it. It's under control. I'll go down there myself.” The merc was saying.
“Turn around, very slowly.” John ordered softly. The trooper stiffened and turned around, dropping his fingers from his helmet.
“Damn it.”
“Have you seen the assassin?” John demanded.
“Why are you looking for him? You're not one of Nassana's mercs. Who are you?” The Eclipse Trooper demanded.
“Answer our questions, and we'll let you go.” Jane ordered.
“Look even if I knew where he was, I wouldn't tell you.” The Eclipse Trooper said, crossing his arms over his chest stubbornly.
“Not the answer we're looking for.” John growled at him.
“I've got nothing more to say to you. If you shoot me, my team's right through there…they'll be all over you.” The trooper said smugly. John felt his temper spike and kicked the man in the stomach, tossing his screaming out the window. He holstered his pistol and drew his rifle as Jane stared at him.
“What?” John asked, seeing the surprised look on her face. “He wasn’t going to talk and now he can’t contact his men.”
~*TF*~
The group slipped into the next room as Jane pocketed a datapad she found on the floor.
"He's all over the place," an Eclipse merc stated as she walked through the giant space.
"What do you mean?" Nassana's voice snarled over a comm.
"We've got reports of him on multiple levels. We think he's traveling through the ducts," the merc reported.
"I'm not paying you to think. Just find him. Now!" Nassana cried. Jane took aim with her sniper rifle.
"Come on. She'll be throwing us to the dogs next. What the..." the merc said as she saw Jane. The round went through her skull and the few mercs nearby rushed the group but were quickly put down.
"We have another locked closet," Jane muttered as they headed across the room. Mordin was quick to hack the lock. As the door opened they entered.
"Are you guys all right in here?" John asked only to find a salarian holding a gun in his face.
"Get back! Get back...I'll shoot." the salarian cried.
"Relax. We're here to help," Jane said gently, holding her hands up. The salarian was looked between the group.
"I don't want to hurt you...but I will. I said get back! I'll do it! Please...don't make me do it," he practically sobbed.
"What's your name?" John asked and the salarian stared at him.
"I...I'm Telon. Don't...come any closer," the gun moved back to John.
"Telon, I'm John Shepard. I don't work with the mercs, and I don't want to hurt you. I'm here to help," John said slowly approaching. The salarian stared at him with scared eyes.
"I...all right...here..." Telon said before handing John the gun. "I...don't feel so..." Telon dropped to the floor as another salarian rushed the group guns were brought up. The second salarian looked at them.
"Telon! He's my brother. I just want to see if he's all right. Are you the ones who...shot the merc?" he said, looking at the body in the opening of the room. The group looked at the body.
"Not us. Your brother didn't do it?" John asked.
"No. Telon was standing here with me," the second said.
"What happened, exactly?" Jane asked.
"The merc found us and shouted at us to move. We panicked, and he shouted more. I thought he was going to kill us...then...his head just exploded. Telon picked up the merc's gun, but we were too afraid to leave. Then you showed up," the salarian explained.
"A perfect headshot with no collateral damage. Impressive," Jane said from where she was squatting next to the body.
"How safe is the bridge?" John asked.
"The bridge is stable, but the wind's your real problem. If it doesn't throw you off, the mercs will definitely try. There's a lot of them out there," the salarian warned.
"There are still mercs up here. You should get to the lower levels," John said.
"No need to tell me. Telon...come on, get up," the salarian said, helping Telon to his feet.
"Can we go home now?" Telon asked.
"Yeah, we're getting out of here. Thank you," the other said as he helped Telon out.
The group moved to head up.
"Where is everyone? Will somebody give me a report!" Nassana cried over a speaker and Jane smirked as she touched the terminal. "It's about time! What's going on down there?"
"I'm afraid your men aren't able to respond, Nassana," Jane purred.
"Damn it!" Nassana cried.
~*TF*~
The entire bridge was a killing field. Rocket mechs, snipers trying to blow their heads off and constantly overlapping fire. John dared not use any grenades otherwise he might cause the entire thing to go crashing down. Luckily, he could help the others. Grunt roared as he charged down the bridge, drawing fire to him as he overclocked his shields. Mordin was practically flitting about the field, overloading mechs and incinerating mercs. Jane gave them as much cover as she could as she used her biotics to blast enemies off the bridge.
Then John saw his own opening. He charged right after Grunt, leaping up and stepping on the Krogan’s hump. He jumped again and came crashing down feet first into a surprised vanguard behind their barricade. He blasted the others with his assault rifle. Their attentions split the Eclipse mercs couldn’t decide who to focus on first. Jane and others stormed up taking them down as John finished the other vanguard off.
“Well that wasn’t bad,” Jane commented and John shot her a grin. Grunt came stomping over, laughing.
“We have to do that again, Commander!” he bellowed in joy and John shook his head in amusement.
“Objective ahead,” Mordin noted gesturing towards the office doors. John nodded and replaced the heat sink in his rifle. They moved to the doors and Jane was the first one through.
“Shepard? Why would the Council want me dead?” Nassana exclaimed and her eyes got really big as John came into view. “I thought your brother was dead!”
“I got better.” John drawled and Nassana winced.
“I'm not the one here to kill you.” Jane said softly and Nassana scoffed.
“Don't patronize me, Shepard.”
“Charming as ever,” John muttered.
“I'm sure you find this all very ironic. First you take care of my sister, and now you're here for me.” Nassana growled.
“You flatter yourself. We're not here for you.” Jane sighed.
“What do you call this? You've practically destroyed my towers!” Nassana shouted and Jane shrugged.
“It doesn't change the fact that we're not looking for you,” John said and Nassana frowned at them as he men spread out a bit.
“What the hell are you talking about? Is it credits? Is that what you want?” Nassana demanded. John saw dust drift down from the ceiling a few soft thumps echoed from the exhaust.
“What is it?” Nassana snapped to her men.
“I heard something.” The lead merc said and she scowled.
“Damn it. Check the other entrances! You stay put!” Nassana ordered, jabbing at finger the Spectres. John watched as a drell, obviously Thane Krios, dropped from the vent and approached a merc from behind.
“When I'm finished dealing with this nuisance, you and I are going to...” Nassana trailed off as Thane quickly broke the merc’s neck and punched another in the throat, making his windpipe collapse. “Who...?” Thane shot the last merc, knocked Nassana’s gun away and pressed his to her stomach. He shot her and as Nassana tried to speak he gently laid her on her computer terminal and folded her hands atop the wound. He watched as she slowly slipped into unconsciousness and died, Thane brought his hands together to begin to pray.
“We were hoping to talk to you,” John said after giving the drell a few minutes to pray.
“I apologize, but prayers for the wicked must not be forsaken.” Thane said, opening his eyes and looking at the Spectres as he lowered his hands.
“Do you really think she deserves it?” Jane asked and Thane titled his head, looking intently at them as he walked around the desk, holstering his gun.
“Not for her. For me.” Thane explained and John blinked at that. “The measure of an individual can be difficult to discern by actions alone. Take you, for instance. All this destruction...chaos. I was curious to see how far you'd go to find me. Well...here I am.”
“How did you know we were coming at all?” John asked.
“I didn't. Not until you marched in the front door and started shooting.” Thane explained. “Nassana had become paranoid. You saw the strength of her guard force. She believed one of her sisters would kill her. You were a valuable distraction.”
“Not our actual purpose.” Jane said with a sigh.
“I needed a diversion; you needed to speak with me. You certainly fulfilled your end of the bargain. What would you like to discuss?” Thane asked.
“Someone's been abducting entire human colonies. We're going to stop them. We already know the culprits...a race called the Collectors.” John explained and Thane nodded.
“I've heard of them. Attacking the Collectors would require passing through the Omega 4 relay. No ship has ever returned from doing so.” Thane noted.
“They told us it was impossible to get to Ilos, too.” Jane noted and Thane nodded, focusing on the windows and the view.
“A fair point.” He concede. “You Shepards have built both your careers on performing the impossible.” He was quiet for a moment, obviously thinking. He glanced at them and sighed. “This was to be my last job. I'm dying. Low survival odds don't concern me. The abduction of your colonists does.”
“I hadn't heard that. Is there anything we can do?” John asked, genuinely surprised.
“Giving me this opportunity is enough. The universe is a dark place. I'm trying to make it brighter before I die. Many innocents died today. I wasn't fast enough, and they suffered. I must atone for that. I will work for you Shepards. No charge.” Thane said offering his hand. John shook it with a smile.
“Welcome to the team, Mr. Krios.”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"What was the name of the ship she left on?" Samara said as she caught the asari's neck with her heeled boot.
"I need armor like that," Jane muttered.
"Think you could fill that top, Shepard?" Garrus asked and Jane looked down at her chest and then up at Samaras before punching Garrus in the gut.
"Like you're ever going to see them now!" Jane growled.
OMAKE 2
Meanwhile, during the first night at Liara’s apartment between missions, repetitive male grunts of exertion and the bed creaking sound out in the night…
“Oh yeah that’s it, keep going, right there, right there~, yes, yes, YES!”
Liara lets out a scream of ecstasy as her biotics explode outward blowing the windows out of the apartment.
“Oh wow…”
“Ah…you’re welcome.”
“I have to admit, with those cybernetic upgrades you can really…wait, where is your prophylactic?”
“I thought Asari used your minds, you actually need them?”
“What did you think I meant when I said wear protection!”
“I’m wearing my armor!”
OMAKE 3
“You're right. You gave us a chance by saving the colony. I can't let them down. I won't.” she said. She smiled softly and turned her head just a bit. “And thank you for what you've done here, Shepard. I'll keep doing what I can. Maybe some time when I'm not organizing the colony and you're not...doing whatever you do...”
“Sadly, I'm taken.” John demurred and Shiala shifted her eyes and John realized a moment too late she had been looking past him not at him.
“I wasn't talking to you.” Shiala said and Jane made a startled sound in the back of her throat as Shiala stroked her shoulder as she walked by.
As Shiala walked away Jane curled up in the fetal position and began rocking back and forth.
"Not my brain again....no means no..." she wept.
"God damn it, Jane, not this again!" John groaned.
OMAKE 4
“Spectre Shepards! I...I don't suppose you'd remember me. I'm Shiala. We met on Feros during the geth attacks.” A green asari called, John focused on her as did the others and blinked. A…green asari?
“ExoGeni promised to take care of Feros, it was a massive PR move.” Jane said, focusing on the newcomer. She blinked as she noticed the young toddler asari, also green in color with slight red marking on her crest, held by Shiala. “And who is that?”
“Ah, well you see when we last met I may have gone too deep into the meld on Feros,” Shiala said slightly in embarrassment. “I had tried to contact you Jane to explain the situation but you hadn’t returned my calls.”
John, Garrus and Tali, all of their eyes wide in shock, were all watching this exchange, looking back and forth between the female Spectre who was slowly turning stark white and the sheepish green Asari.
“So she’s my-”
“Yes.”
John burst into laughter which Tali and Garrus joined shortly.
“I have to tell everyone!” John said creating an e-mail on his omni-tool and addressing it to Liara, the Normandy crew, the Council and the Alliance News Network.
Jane's eyes rolled up into her head and she fell backwards in a dead faint.
Notes:
Belle Note: In serious reference to the author's notes last chapter, I do like Thane. I actually played through ME3 first with my true-to-Kaidan Shepard because I was so certain Bioware was going to write awesome love triangles...I was not right on that... so when Thane died in ME3 I thought it was because he was not romanced. I was significantly devastated when I played my Thane romance character and all I got was a lousy "Let's go somewhere else" with no sexy cut scene and then my sexy assassin got murdered. Let me say...fuck the writer who came up with that shit. Needless to say when Kai Leng shows up in Twin Fates, I will give him the treatment brought upon him by my own broken heart from what my poor Thane-Romanced Shepard went through.
Toby Note: God damn do you know how hard it was for me to write this chapter? I mean seriously, Belle laid some heavy duty guilt on me to work on it. I texted her for inspiration and I got strong arm tactics. She even got Gendo to hold a gun to kitten who told me to work on the chapter or the kitten got it! Ugh, I’m going to bed. I’ll work on 19…eventually.
Chapter 20: Confronting the Truth
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Shepards help Miranda with her younger sister-clone through which Jane and Miranda reach a middle ground. Liara is ready to confront the Shadow Broker and John is willing to help. Tela Visir and Jane meet up again to help.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: *barely peals his eyes away from the new DBZA premier* Well, this chapter has finally arrived. I’m sure for the last two chapters you guys have been waiting for it with baited breath. At least I hope so. I definitely took my time with this one, wrote an outline just for the chapter alone, replayed these missions several times over, then wrote and rewrote numerous scenes again and again. I hope you enjoyed it, I’ve been looking forward to this one for months now. Though Belle did guilt me for being stupid and downloading emulators and certain rom files during that time. *looks around for evil Uncle Ninten before whispering to the readers* They really hate it when you play their games from roms. Well I wouldn’t have to if they put certain games up on big screen televisions! I’d be perfectly happy to play them if they took them off DS and put them on big screens.
Belle’s Note: I warned him not to do it, but he never listens. Personally I have been waiting for this chapter for a while now. Since we started hashing out ME2, this has been one of my big aims. I hope we have brought you to this point well and that you enjoy this chapter.
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Chapter 19: Confronting the Truth
Earth Date: March 5th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra, Dry Dock 213, Normandy SR2
John read the documents on his omni-tool in a purposely slow manner. He wanted to scrutinize everything and make damn sure everything had been addressed. He nodded to himself as he checked off the list one by one. Armor, shields, weapons, fuel and probe supplies. The list went on and on, not just ship upgrades but personnel with their own supply requisitions. He frowned as he got to the bottom of the list and saw an expense form submitted from Jack. Why the hell would she need over fifty pounds of Turian made and eezo enhanced nitrocellulose? He’d make sure that would be locked in a crate only he could open with his access code but still to bring that much explosive on the ship-oh, Jane had sent him a message about it. She’d been there when Jack had bought it, Jack wanted to talk to him about it…and Jack dropped the crate on top of the crate holding Miranda’s requested supplies. John sighed as he read that last part. He’d heard rumors those two were irritating the shit out of Miranda. The only evidence he’d seen of it was during a briefing when Miranda had snapped a data pad in her hands after Jane had sent her something with a smug little grin. Shaking his head as he finished the check list, he shut down his omni-tool and made his way to cockpit.
“How are we doing Joker?” John asked as he came up behind the man. Joker’s hands were flying over the controls as he worked.
“We’re all good here, Shepard.” Joker replied. “Just finishing the engine check with Tali and EDI.”
“Hull integrity is at one hundred percent, Spectre.” EDI spoke up. “Tali also reports that the engines are stable with no loss in output or efficiency. All new systems have been tested on the draw and are stable.”
“Wonderful. Well done you guys.” John praised them and Joker shot him a smug grin. “Get us clear of dry dock and into standard dock. Liara had the same one we used when we first landed reserved for us. I’m going to walk the ship, make sure everyone has what they need.”
“You got it John!” Joker said happily. John thumped the back of Joker’s seat in a friendly manner and made his way to the elevator. He set it for the cargo bay, intending on working his way up the ship floors to check in with everyone. He knew Jane and a few others weren’t on ship right now but the Cerberus crew was all present for this final check. Mordin was also checking the ship stem to stern for him. John was willing to pay good money that more spy devices had made their way onboard during the refit. He passed a few of the workers taking stock and he stopped to talk to them. After a few minutes of talk he was happy that they were happy. Supplies were fully stocked, everything was up to spec (the engines were even operating above and beyond thanks to Daniels and Donnelly with Tali’s guidance), Zaeed’s body had been shipped in coffin to the desired destination his records had indicated. Checking on the engineering deck next was more of the same. They were all happy with all upgrades and the converters that were installed. Donnelly invited him to a poker game later to celebrate and John agreed to show up when they held the next game and was surprised when Tali mentioned most of the ground team had already attended a few together. He was shaking his head in amusement afterwards as he rode the elevator to the crew deck. He’d have to mention it to Jane that most the team was already mingling with the Cerberus crew. She’d either freak out or demand that-
“Spectre Shepard may I speak with you?” A voice called out to him. John turned around and saw Samara approaching him.
“Not at all Samara.” He replied and Samara gestured for him to follow her. She led John into her quarters and sat on the couch facing the stars. John sat a bit down the way from her, curious.
“I have been speaking with your crew and I must say I am impressed. They are all well trained and disciplined. I know this is not a direct result of your influence but I must say that you have definitely had an impact on them and your teammates,” Samara commented.
“They’re a good crew, despite their ties to Cerberus,” John noted and Samara tilted her head slightly, staring at him.
“They certainly do not live up to the reputation Cerberus has. A few have been a bit cold to my presence but I have found no true zealots among them.” Samara noted and John blinked as he realized what she was doing.
“You’ve been vetting the crew,” John stated bluntly and Samara nodded.
“It seemed prudent given my current circumstances.” Samara demurred. “I’m sure Jane will feel a bit of relief when I share my observations with her. In truth, she is the topic I wished to discuss with you.”
“I had a feeling you might,” John said, settling back into the couch and crossing his leg. “Fire away.”
“I am curious as to why you had me swear myself to her and not yourself.” Samara inquired. “I have no wish to brag but to use a human idiom, I am a powerful ace in the hole.”
“I wasn’t thinking of it in those terms,” John admitted. “When you offered I realized Jane could have someone she could rely on. She’s been on edge here the entire time. Having you swear yourself to her was an ideal situation. You’re not beholden to me, Cerberus or anyone but the Justicar code. Plus being a Justicar, Jane already idolizes you. When we both had leave a few years ago we caught an Asari film, ‘Justicars the Truth’.”
“I am familiar with the film,” Samara noted, a smile tugging faintly at her lips. “I was actually interviewed for it.”
“I wouldn’t know,” John said, a sheepish look coming over his face. “I had been up for almost seventy hours at that point when Jane met me. I’d just gotten leave and all I wanted to do was sleep. She dragged me with her to see it and I fell asleep a few minutes in when I realized it was a documentary. Jane woke me hours later. I didn't know how she deeply felt about Justicars except she was really excited after the movie. She’s apparently studied you more than I realized.”
“That explains why you chose with no hesitation to allow me to swear myself to Jane but not why you needed me to do so,” Samara noted. John grimaced. Damn Asari Matriarchs and their vast knowledge of people from centuries of experience.
“Jane won’t talk to me,” John blurted out, figuring just to get right to the point. “We were getting back to trying to work out our differences and then we had to storm the Collector Ship. I made a judgment call Jane didn’t agree with and she lost it. She actually told me she doesn’t think I’m her brother. I actually started believe that when my girlfr-I mean Liara T’Soni helped me realize I’m still me.”
“But Jane does not believe you are who you say you are.” Samara stated and John nodded. As Samara was speaking he didn’t hear the door open behind them. “I have spoken to her about you and the crew. She was devastated by your death and that devastation caused her to lose her way. From my experience finding your way back from such heartbreaking devastation is difficult. I became a Justicar to help deal with such an issue myself. But we will have to speak more on such matters later, I believe someone wishes to speak with you and you have satisfied my curiosity. I believe I will meditate and consider your sister.” John turned from Samara to see Miranda watching them with worry on her face.
“Everything okay Miranda?” John asked as he got up from the couch. Miranda bit her lip for a moment before deciding to just ask as she led the way back to her room.
“John I’m not one to ask for a personal favor but I need your help. It’s my sister Oriana, she…”
~*TF*~
"Is this far enough away?" Jane asked as she and Garrus walked Blasto. He looked around, pulling up his scan to check for listening devices. When the courtyard they were in appeared clear, he nodded.
"This will do, since the dry dock I don't trust EDI not to be listening in," Garrus stated.
"I could help you remove bugs," Jane suggested. "Been through my room twice now, got all but one. I'll let Miranda think she's got me. I'm planning on blasting elcor porn through it later." Garrus chuckled but it was weak. "What's up?"
"I need your help," he said and Jane blinked as she looked up at him. His blue eyes were locked onto hers and she felt the seriousness of the conversation set. "You remember Sidonis?"
"He's your teammate that betrayed you," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"I found a lead on him," Garrus said, his voice going cold and hard. Jane had never heard him sound like that before. "There's a specialist on the Citadel; name's Fade. He's an expert at helping people disappear. Sidonis was seen with him."
"Did you find out more?" Jane asked and his eyes were in kill mode. Something about seeing Garrus this way was making her feel uncomfortable.
"I found out he tipped off the mercs and gave up the location of our base. He drew me out with a false job, then let the mercs hit my team. My men weren't prepared. They tried to hold them off...by the time I got back, there were only two survivors. They didn't last long. All ten of them, dead. Because of him," Garrus was sounding angry but his eyes were cold. Ready to shoot.
"What are you planning to do when you find him?" Jane asked and Garrus gave her a look.
"You humans have a saying: 'an eye for an eye.' A life for a life. He owes me ten lives, and I plan to collect," Garrus said and Jane felt sick. Garrus wasn't going for justice, he was going for revenge. So why was he talking to her...Jane's gut dropped.
"You sure that's how you want to play it?" Jane asked, feeling sick. He nodded and gave a turian grin that didn't reach his eyes.
"I'm sure, I know you know what its like. I know you will help me," Garrus said and Jane felt dirty. Worse, she felt like she had gotten dirty and let her filth corrupt Garrus. Garrus who had been the type to play it fast and loose but always with the intention of being a hero at the end. Jane and John had been his role models and he had listened to them. He had been her confident the longest since the SR-1's destruction and what had she given him as a model? A blood soaked mutilator. Jane felt awful, so she said the only thing that she could.
"Where do we find Fade?" she asked.
"I've arranged a meeting. We'll meet him in a warehouse near the Neon Markets, down on Zakera Ward, on the Citadel," Garrus said and Jane stared at him for a moment. "Thanks, Shepard. I appreciate you taking the time to help me."
"Do me a favor, Garrus?" Jane asked and he paused, his eyes slowly returning to his 'normal' which Jane was now realizing was a low level rage while plotting revenge.
"What?" he asked.
"Take Blasto back to the ship?" Jane asked and he smiled, this one reached his eyes.
"Sure thing," he said, whistling and Blasto followed him happily. Garrus patted the varren gently on the head as he walked and Jane started walking herself. She found herself in Eternity sitting in front of Matriarch Aethyta. A shot of something was in front of her, but she hadn't taken a sip.
"You're not going to find the answers staring into that," Aethyta said and Jane turned her eyes to the matriarch. "Want to talk?" Jane didn't really want to, but she knew she needed to.
"You ever look at yourself in the mirror and not like what you see?" Jane asked and Aethyta began cleaning a glass.
"I think everyone does at some point in their life," she replied. "You not liking mirrors much?"
"I've been avoiding them for about two years now," Jane said, her eyes moving back to the glass. "I'm starting to realize mirrors aren't the only thing that can reflect us."
"Seeing yourself in the people you care about?" Aethyta asked and Jane blinked. Garrus' blue eyes flashed in her mind, they made her think about her eyes when she was killing Dirake in the Spectre Strong videos. She didn't want to see Garrus' eyes like that.
"Yeah...and it's pretty ugly..." Jane said.
"It's hard to be Spectre Strong all the time," Aethyta said as she pulled the shot away from in front of Jane. She drained the glass and looked at Jane. "If you don't like what you see, change it." The matriarch walked off and Jane stared at her. Asari had so much time to figure it out...if they were smart. Jane wondered if she could change her reflection in time to save Garrus. She didn't want to see one of the few people in the galaxy she honestly loved become like her. Her thoughts got cut off as she noticed John and Miranda enter the bar and head for a back room.
~*TF*~
“Lanteia’s over here, Shepard,” Miranda said, leading the way inside the bar to a private meeting room. There was an Asari with light purple skin in a merc jumpsuit waiting with crossed arms. As they came in she pushed against the wall and fixed her look directly on Miranda.
“Ms. Lawson, I’m glad you made it. We’ve had a complication.” Lanteia said, getting right to the point. Miranda seemed startled.
“What happened?” Miranda demanded and John shot her a look. He’d never heard Miranda speak with such urgency before. “Is Oriana alright?”
“She’s fine, but the man you listed as a trusted source, Niket?” Lanteia explained and continued at Miranda’s confirming nod. “He contacted me, warning that your father has sent Eclipse mercenaries to make a sweep. He suggested that the mercs might be watching for you personally. He’s offered to escort Oriana’s family to the terminal instead.”
“You didn’t mention anything about Niket,” John said, focusing on Miranda who winced.
“He’s a friend.” Miranda explained. “He and I go back a long way…”
“Do you want to bring in any of your other Illium contacts, Ms. Lawson?” Lanteia asked, drawing the attention back to her.
“No.” Miranda said firmly. “You and Niket are the only two I trust beside Shepard.”
“It’s your sister, Miranda. What do you want to do?” John inquired. Miranda thought for moment, biting her lip. After coming to a decision she nodded and focused on Lanteia.
“Lanteia, we’ll follow Niket’s suggestion. Shepard and I will take the car and draw their attention.” Miranda said and John nodded. That make sense. If they were looking for Miranda then giving them exactly what they wanted would draw attention away from Oriana and might get her and her family out in the confusion. “Have Niket escort the family to the shuttle. Give him full access to the family’s itinerary, just to be safe.”
“Understood, Ms. Lawson,” Lanteia said, walking out and immediately placing a call on her omni-tool. John and Miranda followed right after.
“So the plan is for us to get shot down while your sister gets to safety?” John commented as they walked.
“Go back to the part where you get shot down?” Jane’s voice came from behind them. The two turned to see Jane standing there.
“What are you doing here?” John asked and Jane pointed at the bar.
“I was at the bar when you came in, what is going on?” Jane asked.
“It's none of your damn business.” Miranda snarled. John glanced at her and noticed the slight panic in her eyes. Lanteia was already moving forward. They were on the clock now. "We don't have time for any delays!"
“John just said you had a plan that included you getting shot down, what the hell are you planning and do you really think you are getting rid of me without explaining?” Jane shot back.
"Oh Goddamn it, we don't have time for this," John said as Miranda stiffened. "I'll tell you on the car ride over but if you're coming with, you do what I say. This is too important."
"John, she is not coming!" Miranda snapped. "I don't trust her!"
“And I don’t trust you,” Jane said. “However, I don’t like hearing that you have no problem doing something without a plan when you are supposed to be so smart.” She looked at the two. Something big was up and if they were going to react this way it was important. Miranda was being reckless, John was unlikely to slow her down. Hate was a useful tool and if Miranda disliked Jane enough, she might be enough to ground Miranda and keep John safe. “I’ll follow orders on this one.”
“Good let’s move then,” John said, leading the way to car Miranda had rented.
“Thank you, John. I appreciate this.” Miranda said as they moved to the car, his sister now trailing them. “I hadn’t planned on Eclipse, but they never planned on you.”
~*TF*~
As the vehicle flew in Jane looked out of the back seat at the various Eclipse gunships flying cover over the port area.
"That's a lot of firepower," Jane whistled. "Good thing we left Garrus on the Normandy."
"Damn it!" Mirada hissed. "Eclipse mercenary gunships. They'll be dropping troops in the cargo areas."
"Put us down in that cover behind them," John ordered.
"Let's hope they really do want to take us alive," Mirada said in a forced jovial tone. Weapons fire flew up at them and nicked the car.
"I honestly didn't think you planned to get us shot down," Jane muttered. The fire suddenly stopped and the vehicle hit the ground in a way that definitely was a crash and not a landing. Jane was about to comment but thought better of it. Whatever this was, Miranda was already on edge, Jane didn't need to push her...yet. The team unloaded and began walking towards an Eclipse merc.
"Since you're not firing yet, I trust you know who I am," Miranda said.
"Yeah. They said you'd be in the car. You're the bitch that kidnapped our boss' little girl," the merc said and Jane almost froze. Instead she kept on her best blank face and wondered what the fuck they had gotten into.
"Kidnapped? This doesn't involve you. I suggest you take your men and go," Miranda ordered. Jane let one hand slip to her pistol.
"Think you've got it all lined up, huh? Captain Enyala's already moving in on the kid. She knows about Niket. He won't be helping you," the merc laughed.
"What do you mean, Niket won't be helping us?" John asked and the merc waved him off.
"Nothing you need to worry about. Nobody's going to get killed unless you do something stupid," he said. "You walk away now, the girl goes back to her father, and everybody's happy." Jane stared. Miranda had kidnapped a kid, but this had sounded like a rescue mission.
"Everybody but my sister...and me," Miranda snapped and pieces fell into place. The kid was Miranda's sister, so if she had kidnapped the girl, she had done so from her own father. Shit.
"You're not getting Miranda's sister. If you push this, it'll go badly for you," John warned. Jane's eyes played over the field. It was getting tight, mercs were spread out, but not well enough.
"Captain Enyala ordered us to give you one chance to walk away. But this whole time we've been talking, my men have been lining up shots," the merc said, looking pretty cocky as he got into John's face. Jane noticed a large explosive crate being moved over the group behind them. "When I say the word, we unleash hell on your squad. So I suggest you walk away nicely, unless you want things to get ugly." Jane saw Miranda's arm begin to move. As Miranda shot the merc in the head, Jane shot the explosive container.
"Works for me," Miranda said before an explosion took out the back rows of the mercs. Jane pulled back and pulled her sniper, making head shots here and there as John rushed into the fray and Miranda chased after. That was new.
~*TF*~
“Got you, you son of a bitch!” John snarled to Eclipse engineer clutched in John’s left hand, the same one who had kept draining their shields. The Salarian was kicking against John futilely before John’s right fist shot out at his face. It connected with a meaty thump and the man flew back to crumple on the ground, unconscious. John huffed and made his way to the elevator, Jane bringing up the rear as Miranda joined him, an Eclipse radio in one hand.
“Hang on, I’ve got one of their radios, unencrypted. I’ll patch us in, see if I can get an idea of what we’re up against,” Miranda said, working on patching the Eclipse’s radio to their omni-tools as Jane activate the elevator. Miranda glanced at John and sighed. “I think I owe you an explanation. Oriana is my twin, genetically. But my father…grew her when I was a teenager. She was meant to replace me. I couldn’t let my father do to her what he did to me. So I rescued her. She’s almost a woman now.”
“From what you’ve told me about him I can see why you wouldn’t leave a baby in his care.” John said as the elevator arrived and they all filed in.
“There are people who could use her against me,” Miranda commented, giving Jane a sideways glanced. Jane gave her a look but kept her mouth shut. “I’m very protective when it comes to Oriana.”
“I understand that,” John commented, hitting the console for the highest floor this elevator reached. “If Eclipse knows where Oriana is, they’ll be moving in on her soon. We need to hurry.”
“Agreed though I’m a bit worried by what the merc said.” Miranda commented. “If they’ve gotten to Niket somehow, this is going to be harder than I’d planned. According to the specs I reviewed we’ll need to cut through the cargo processing yard to get to Oriana.” Jane thought about what she knew, Oriana and Miranda were likely clones, their father was a rich son of a bitch, Niket had Miranda's trust but...it nagged at Jane.
"Can we trust Niket?" Jane asked, no mockery or insult in her tone. She looked Miranda in the eye with a calm expression. Miranda seemed surprised.
"Absolutely. Niket is one of my oldest friends. I guess you could say he was my only real friend," she said. "He's the only person I didn't cut ties with when I left my father."
"Is there a chance your father could be using Niket to get to you?" John asked and Miranda shook her head.
"I'm sure he's tried, but Niket's one of the few people who understands what my father is really like. I trusted him with my life when I ran from my father, Shepard. He won't betray me now."
“Let’s go find Niket and Oriana.” John said.
~*TF*~
The warehouse was slow and Jane didn't like it as they were forced to avoid the materials on the conveyers. Drones were everywhere and Jane did her best to use compressed tanks to her advantage, using her sniper rifle to blast them in time for John to use his assault rifle to finish the mercs off.
Security mechs slowed them down as they went along.
"Engineer at eleven o'clock," Jane called out and Miranda shot him through the forehead. Miranda was frantic, she was taking greater risks than she normally did. "Watch her." John nodded as he pushed lead. Jane kept to the back, watching over the team through her scope.
"Divert everyone except my guard from Niket. I'll handle him and the kid personally," a voice called over the comms.
"Damn it! I'm not letting her get Oriana," Miranda cried as they moved.
"Singularity going out," Jane cried, catching several of the mercs and allowing Miranda and John to gun them down. It was clear Miranda wanted to push faster, but Jane and John slowed her down, keeping her safe. As they approached the elevator it was tense but Jane removed the heavy weapons with precision sniper work.
~*TF*~
“Niket has reached the terminal. He’ll switch the family over to our transport.” The captain spoke over the radio.
“Niket? But…that can’t be right!” Miranda cried. John gunned down the last Eclipse merc between them and the elevator, giving Jane an opening to rush over and slam a palm on the elevator control panel. “Maybe the captain knows we’re listening in and she’s feeding misinformation about Niket making a switch.” The elevator arrived and they moved in quickly. John keyed in the floor they wanted and the elevators doors closed. He shot Miranda a look as the elevator began to move up and got an expression from her full of denial.
“Or maybe it means something else. Niket wouldn’t do that.” Miranda scowled and jammed her glowing omni-tool into the control panel and jabbed at the controls. “Damnit why won’t this thing go any faster?!”
“Did Niket know you took Oriana from your father?” Jane asked and Miranda shot her a scowl.
“No, he just found out about her recently. It was too personal to involve someone else,” Miranda reasoned and Jane simply stared at her. “I mean I never really thought about it but maybe…no. He’d have to understand why I did it. He knows what I went through!”
“You know him Miranda. If you don’t think he’d betray you I’m sure there’s another explanation.” John reasoned. He noticed that Jane had kept surprisingly quiet this mission.
“I don’t know damn it!” Miranda snapped. “But I’ll guess we’ll find out soon enough. And then I’ll have a word with this Captain Enyala.” John turned around and saw they were almost there. It was a tense few moments as the last floors seemed to slowly slide by. As soon as they got to their floor and the doors slid open they moved out with weapons drawn. There was a human standing not too far from an Asari in Eclipse armor who was sitting on some cargo containers. An Asari dock worker with a data pad was standing beside them and they looked as if they had been talking.
“Miri,” the man said, obviously Niket.
“This should be fun,” the woman in Eclipse armor drawled, hopping down from the container to draw her shotgun. Her voice was identical to Captain Enyala’s from the radio. John and the others raised their weapons to cover her and it made the dock worker panic. She ran to the right, booking it for the closest exit. Enyala turned to fire but Jane’s palm lit with biotic blue and yanked the worker out of the way just as Enyala fired. Jane shoved the worked behind some crates.
“Nicely done,” John commented and Jane nodded.
“Niket.” Miranda said, her voice dead and flat. “You sold me out.”
“How do you want to handle this Miranda?” John asked, glancing at his XO. Miranda didn’t even notice, continuing to speak.
“Why, Niket?” She demanded holding her gun on her friend. “You were my friend. You helped me get away from my father.”
“Yes! Because you wanted you leave,” Niket countered, lowering his hands. “That was your choice. But if I’d know you’d stolen a baby…”
“I didn’t steal her! I rescued her!” Miranda snapped.
“From a life of wealth and happiness? You weren’t saving her! You were getting back at your father,” Niket retorted.
“If you’re working for Miranda’s father, that means he knows where Oriana is and where she’s going,” Jane broke in, glancing at John and Miranda. “We need a new plan.” John watched as Niket lowered his head and sigh.
“Miranda’s father has no information about Oriana,” he said before looking back up at Miranda who lowered her gun in surprise. Niket took a couple of steps forward. “I knew you had spy programs in your father’s system Miri, so I kept it quiet. I’m the only one who knows.”
“Which means you’re the only loose end. This isn’t how I wanted it to end,” Miranda said and John tensed. Miranda began to raise her gun. “I’m going to miss you Niket.”
“Miranda, wait.” John said, lowering his own gun and placing his free hand on top of Miranda’s gun, forcing her to aim at the ground. “You don’t want to do this.” Jane watched, it was strange to see Miranda looking so...human. For a Cerberus agent who put humanity first, Miranda always felt more like a machine or a VI, not a real person but now. She was going to have trouble not seeing Miranda as a concerned older sister. Family had a way of ripping your heart out.
“This has to end here, John. My father will keep trying to find Oriana!” Miranda snapped, trying to jerk her gun away.
“Maybe Niket can help, talk to your father. Just say you got here first. You both made bad decisions about this. You didn’t tell Niket about Oriana and he didn’t contact you to ask why you rescued her,” John reasoned, gesturing between the two friends. “You don’t want to kill someone you consider your family.”
“I’ll…I’ll tell him you hid her. That I don’t know where she is,” Niket offered and John nodded. He could see it between them. Like him and the Normandy team. Friendship, trust. Neither should give that up. Miranda frowned but gestured angrily at Niket.
“I never want to see you ag-” Mirnda was cut off but the roar of Enyala’s shotgun.
“Done. Now I you don’t mind, I have a shipment to deliver,” the Eclipse captain drawled as Niket’s body crumpled to the ground. John heard Jane growl from his right but Miranda screamed, her biotics bursting to life and she gestured angrily at Enyala, a burst of energy shooting between them and sending the asari flying.
“You’ll die for that bitch!” Miranda screamed. John ran for cover and slid feet first the last few feet to cover as the other Eclipse mercs shook off their surprise and opened fire at them. John peaked over the cover and raise his rifle over cover, shooting wildly at them to force them down. Jane’s rifle cracked, taking out one merc who hadn’t gotten her shields up in time. John looked over again, and saw Miranda storming at Enyala. The two women began exchanging gunfire and biotic attacks, throwing cargo and over things at each other. John gunned down an Eclipse who was trying to sneak up on Miranda.
“I’ve got a bead on Enyala,” Jane called to him. He glanced at his sister and sure enough saw her taking aim at the Eclipse captain.
“Miranda’s got it,” John replied, taking another merc out at the knees. Jane huffed but shifted her aim. Her rifle cracked again and another merc went down. John took out the last one just as Enyala went airborne from a biotic throw from Miranda. She arched over the railing until another biotic field lit her up. Miranda gestured angrily and Enyala went back first into the railing. A loud crunch echoed over the quieting battlefield and Enyala feel to ground, very dead. John gave Jane a look as they both emerged from cover. He gestured to Jane to get the elevator down here and he approached Miranda carefully. His XO was walking to Niket and closing his eyes.
“You okay?” John asked softly and Miranda shook her head angrily as she stood up. She practically stomped to the elevator with John following. She didn’t speak until they got in, John saw something sitting on a crate, some sort of trinket, and it looked pricy. He grabbed it before entering the elevator and it began to go up to the transport deck.
“I can’t believe Niket sold me out, I didn’t even see it coming.” Miranda said and John sighed.
“Even with all your upgrades, you’re still human Miranda. Just like the rest of us,” John said and Jane nodded behind him, not looking at Miranda.
“But I let it get personal, and I screwed up,” Miranda snapped, not even turning to look at John. “Why didn’t you let me kill him? I could have handled that. But watching him get gunned down by that Asari bitch…”
“You still cared for him, even if he betrayed you.” John noted. Miranda sighed and turned to face John.
“You’re right, and my father knew it,” Miranda bit out. “He used that against me. It’s always been like this. My father gave me anything I ever wanted, but there was always a hook, an angle for his long term plan. I threw away everything he ever gave me when I ran, except for Niket. Weakness on my part.” Miranda finished bitterly.
“You still have Oriana,” John pointed out. Miranda frowned.
“My father didn’t give her to me, I rescue her,” Miranda stated. “But yes, you’re right. I still have her.” The elevator doors opened and Miranda moved past them. “Thank you.” John followed her out as did Jane. They spent a few minutes combing the area before meeting up about a hundred yards from where Oriana was waiting with her family.
“No sign of Eclipse, looks like we’re clear,” Miranda noted. She focused her attention on Oriana, watching her silently. “She’s safe with her family.” John watched the family, noting how much younger Oriana was but she still looked just like Miranda. Oriana was a girl just entering adulthood but Miranda was a woman grown.
‘If she grows up to be anything like her sister, she’ll be a formidable woman someday,’ John thought to himself.
“Come on. We should go,” Miranda said, surprising John.
“Don’t you even want to say hello?” John said, gesturing at the young woman.
“It’s not about what I want, it’s about what’s right for her!” Miranda bit out. John shot her a look. “The less she knows about me the better. She has a life, she has a family. I would just complicate that for her.”
“She doesn’t need to know the gritty details,” John countered. “But speaking from experience despite all the pain it can cause having someone who I know will be there for me always is the best feeling in the world. When it comes down to bare facts, she’d know that she has a sister who loves her. Someone to call and confide in if she needs them. Would that really be so bad?” Miranda glanced between the Shepards and bit her lip for a moment before coming to a decision. Jane simply looked from Miranda to Oriana.
“I guess not," Miranda said before beginning to walk to her sister. John smiled as he watched her get closer and closer.
"You didn't go after her at all," John stated to Jane. "You obeyed every order."
"While you didn't tell me a thing about this mission, I'm not an idiot," Jane said, her tone calm, she wasn't angry. "That girl needed to be protected and Miranda needed to realize she is just as fallible as the rest of us."
"I appreciate you not antagonizing her," John said.
"This isn't the place to go after her. This mission was too important for anyone to let their pride come first. Miranda was keeping calm because I wasn't being an ass," Jane said. "If I want to piss her off, I'll do it when lives are not on the line. But..." Jane watched as Miranda and Oriana spoke. "It's hard to forget she's just a protective big sister after seeing this."
"So no more fighting?" John asked, surprised.
"Oh no, I still despise her and I would gladly arrest her, but it would be wrong to harass her now," Jane said. After some time Miranda rejoined them and they entered the elevator for the Normandy level.
"I owe you both," Miranda said as they rode. Her eyes moved to Jane. Jane didn't look at Miranda.
"I know what it's like to want to protect someone and fear failing," Jane said. "I know what it is like to feel like it is you against the galaxy. You did a good thing today, Miranda."
"I don't know what to say, Jane...but, thank you," Miranda said and Jane shook her head.
"Don't thank me. That girl needed to be protected and saved. It's my job as a member of the Alliance Navy and a Spectre," Jane said. The door opened and she paused before looking at Miranda. "I still don't like you, Miranda, but...we need to work together like that so we can save more people like Oriana." Jane turned and headed out.
~*TF*~
“That should do it.” Miranda said, looking up from her terminal. John checked over his records and nodded in agreement. None of the after-mission reports or location data contained any reference to Oriana. She had been completely scrubbed from the data. All after data now pointed to the Eclipse having tried to kidnap Miranda for her father.
“She’s in the clear,” John said, closing his omni-tool. Miranda sighed in relief and turned off her terminal, a data pad in one hand. She got up, stretching for a moment before going to the observation window.
“I’ve never had people I could count on like you and your sister,” Miranda said after a moment of studying the view over Nos Astra. “Despite how much I dislike your sister, she still helped me save mine. It was a vastly different reaction I expected from her, given the reports we’ve had on her behavior.”
“Jane may have changed a lot over the past two years, but she’s still my sister. I knew she wouldn’t let anything happen to your sister.” John said. Miranda turned to face him, a thoughtful look on her face.
“You however live up to your reputation and then some. Loyal and trusting, to fault some might say,” Miranda noted. John shrugged, just grinning.
“If a good man does nothing when others suffer, he becomes that which he doesn’t stop,” John quoted and Miranda gave him an amused look. “It’s why I returned that Asari’s locket and why I try to make the best decisions I can. But I protect my own.”
“I thought as much,” Miranda mused and handed him the data pad. “I think this will help Liara. Cerberus Information Processing just sent this to me not too long ago,” Miranda said. John took the data pad from her and read it for a few minutes, his eyes opening in surprise near the end.
“The location for the Feron?!” John exclaimed.
~*TF*~
“So did Liara say why she wanted you to bring me?” Jane asked as they walked through the trade floor. John had stopped along the way to give an Asari back the locket he had found. A stupid, sweet gesture that was so John.
“She just said she had some things to tell you,” John said to Jane as they walked up the stairs to Liara's office. Jane raised an eyebrow as she noticed Liara’s secretary was missing.
“About what?” Jane asked and John shrugged as he opened the door.
“She just mentioned it had to do with-”
"Shepards, it is good to see you both," Liara said and John stopped talking as Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes at that comment. She sat down to John's right.
"This is the data that Miranda gave me on the Shadow Broker. It’s what I called you about earlier. Do you want to focus on this now?" John asked and Liara's eyes went wide.
"Absolutely! I had no idea...let me see what you've got!" she cried, getting to her feet. John stood and handed her a data pad. "It looks like a leaked transmission between Shadow Broker operatives. Some hints as to the location, and..." Jane could see the image of a drell appear and Liara looked stunned. "It's about Feron. He's still alive." John said something but Jane missed it. She was wondering based on the joy on Liara's face exactly who Feron this was.
"…he helped me recover your body from the Shadow Broker..." Liara was saying and Jane's brain froze. '...recover your body from the Shadow Broker...' Liara had said '...recover your body...' Jane's mind went back to when she was planning the memorial for John.
"I'm setting up John's memorial," Jane said. "I'd like you to be there." Liara stared at her from the communication panel.
"You retrieved his body?" she asked carefully.
"No...search teams found nothing," Jane said.
"Then, I won't go ," Liara said dismissively and Jane paused.
"You won't go..." Jane was stunned. "Why?"
"Because until you bury a body, John Shepard will not be dead to me ," Liara said and Jane stared.
"Liara..." Jane stared.
"I am very busy, Commander ," Liara dismissed.
"I thought you loved my brother!" Jane hissed.
"As I thought you did as well ," Liara retorted and Jane was aghast.
"You...fucking...knew..." Jane whispered as John and Liara spoke. Biotics shimmered over Jane's body as she saw nothing but a haze of rage and she realized a very serious fact that she had been kept unaware of. She was on her feet and she screamed. "YOU FUCKING KNEW WHERE HIS BODY WAS!" The two went silent before Jane screamed wordlessly in rage. Her biotics caught the desk, throwing it to the right and impaling it into the middle of the wall. The desk was ruined, everything on top was either shattered or damaged from the force at which Jane had flung it. John moved to touch Jane only to find himself pulled out of the way by Liara.
"I did," Liara stated, calm in the face of Jane's maddening fury.
"You gave his body to fucking Cerberus?!" Jane cried and Liara's biotics flickered.
"Unlike you, I never gave up on him, I even sacrificed a friend to save him," Liara said, her head up straight. Jane was blinded again but by biotics and suddenly she was pinning Liara to the window. Another vanguard rush, but it didn't matter as she held Liara there with one hand. The asari looked shocked but ready to defend herself as her biotics flickered over her.
"Jane stop it!" John roared and Liara threw John away from the two biotics into safety again as she glared at Jane.
"I thought you were our friend!" Jane hissed, her body shaking like she was a leaf in the wind.
"I have always been loyal to your brother," Liara said. "You can't even accept that it is him." Jane screamed and John saw the punch coming. The world moved in slow motion and just as he was about to grab Jane she stopped, her fist still by her head, frozen but aimed at Liara's face. Her head was down and the shaking was now sobbing.
"It's not hard to be loyal when you knew where he was," Jane hissed. "It's not hard to have faith when you delivered him someplace." Droplets landed on her chest. "You didn't have to live with the not knowing..." A sucking breath escaped Jane as she let go of Liara and staggered backwards like a drunk. Liara stared at Jane and John quickly moved to Liara's side as they watched Jane move. Jerking and shaking, she looked up and tears were rolling down her cheeks. She looked completely unraveled.
"I could have handled it if I knew where he was. It drove me mad not to know where he was..." Jane gasped as if she didn't have enough air. "You knew the whole time....you knew what it was doing to me..." Jane shook more and clutched at her chest. "You let me suffer the agony of not knowing where he was..."
"You believed him dead," Liara said and Jane glared at her, her biotics flickering again. "I had to save Feron. What could I tell you that would have changed your mind?"
"It ate me up from the inside not knowing where he was. I was always looking for him and you knew," Jane hissed. "I could have accepted it if I had only see an image of his body from you. I could have moved on. The not knowing..." Jane turned and staggered out of the room.
“Lia, you okay?” John asked turning to Liara. Liara sighed and nodded approaching the remains of her desk and kneeling down to retrieve something. She brushed it off and stared at it for a moment.
“I think I made an error in judgment,” Liara said after a moment. She stood and sighed again. “I was so surprised by how cold Jane seemed towards losing you and then angry by her not dropping everything to attend to you. She disappeared for months and left us all. Everyone believed you dead but I refused to accept that. When I found your body I felt justified I was right, especially when Miranda said she could bring you back. I felt like I was the only one who could be trusted to make choices for you, not even Jane. Then I had to rescue Feron so I came here. Then Jane called out of the blue saying she was organizing your memorial.” Liara scoffed at that. “I thought she hadn’t even bothered looked for you. So I wouldn’t trust her with you, for all I knew her hatred of Cerberus might have led her to storm their bases and destroy any chance you could be brought back. So I cut her out.”
“I can see why you did that,” John said, as he came up to Liara and hugged her. “But Lia you should have at least told her you found me. Let her believe I was dead, it sounds like Jane was caught in limbo without actually burying me.”
“I love you John, then and now but it felt like I was the only one who did,” Liara said bitterly. John said nothing but held her.
God what a mess.
~*TF*~
Jane rested on a small public garden bench, her tears dried up and her body in the meditation stance she learned from Samara. Two years she was trying to make up for John Shepard not being there, but who was she doing that for? She sure as hell wasn't doing it for others, she had killed her way through so many opponents, John never did that, so was she doing that for John? No...it had always been for herself, to make herself forget the pain of the not knowing. She had thrust herself into her role as a Spectre and an Alliance officer not to make up for John but to keep herself from obsessing over the fact that she didn't know where he was.
The whole time Liara had known. The whole time she could have at least told Jane she found the body. She could have lied and said she buried him and Jane could have accepted that. John being dead would have been easier, it was the not knowing. Wondering if he would appear again broke her heart and by the time he did reappear, she couldn't trust it...but it was all a lie. He had been with Cerberus.
Footsteps approached, John's gait but heavier than John's footsteps had been before the destruction of the SR-1. Another damn difference that let doubt claw at her mind while her heart sang in joy her brother was alive.
"So...Liara didn't tell you," John stated the obvious yet again and Jane stared at him. God he said stupid shit. He must be John Shepard...right? Only John Shepard would start a conversation with a woman who put a desk into a wall like that. Jane stared at him long enough that he started to look worried.
"They say the families of missing persons are living in limbo," Jane said. "Because there is no resolution or closure. You don't have a body to mourn or a cause to blame. You feel the loss of your loved one, but nothing can sooth you because you don't know."
"Jane..." John started and she shook her head.
"I'm not crazy," she said. "I have had to go to my psych evals like every special ops operative does. So I know what I'm going through. I don't believe you are my brother because I spent two years mourning my brother, blaming myself, and doing everything I could not to think about how if he was gone, there was no proof that he was dead." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "But I'm also so mad at you...but I'm mad at you because if you are my brother, why am I not happy about you being here?"
John stared at Jane. Two years he had been gone. Two years she had to live without him, but also without knowing where he was and what state he was in. She had embraced the violent and dark side of the world. Thrusting herself into Spectre work and N7 special ops, distracting herself in the most...useful...way she could.
"Jane...what can I do?" John asked and she shook her head as she got up.
"Liara could have ended it for me. It will take a whole fucking lot for me to trust her again," Jane growled. "However...I've gotten good at taking out my feelings on others. I would love to look through the Shadow Broker's information and see a little more. See what else people I trust have been keeping from me."
"So you'll help?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"Just don't expect me to be civil," Jane warned.
~*TF*~
The Shepards stepped off the elevator. John turned right and led the way to Liara’s apartment. “She left the office a few hours ago and asked me to bring you here when you were up to it. She’s been looking for Feron since the day she turned me over to Cerberus to be rebuilt.”
“So this Feron might be with the Shadow Broker or…” Jane trailed off. At the end of the hall the doors were thrown wide open and a police barrier had been drawn. John stormed past Jane and stopped short when Asari officer stepped in front of him.
“This area is sealed off. Please stay back sir,” she order John who shifted a look to her and Jane felt a chill run through her. John had a crazed, angry look about his face.
“Sealed off? Why?” John demanded.
“Someone tried to kill your friend, Commander,” a voice said and Jane blinked as she looked up.
“Tela?" Jane said in surprise and Tela nodded at her with a grin.
"Sorry this reunion isn’t on better terms, Jane," Tela said. "Thank you, officer. Your people are dismissed."
"You can't do that!" the officer cried.
"Already done," Tela said as the Shepards approached. Jane reached out and grabbed Tela's wrist. The two shared at look over their forearm handshake. Jane looked over her shoulder at John.
"This is Tela Vasir. She's a fellow Spectre. We've worked together on a few jobs," Jane said.
"Good to meet a fellow Specre," John said and Tela nodded.
"So I assume you had business with your friend this evening, Commander?" Tela asked as Jane looked around the apartment.
"Liara was following a lead on the Shadow Broker," John explained, Jane seemed comfortable around the asari, he would trust her.
"The Shadow Broker? Dangerous enemy to have," Tela said and Jane sighed.
"Not exactly a saint, Tela," Jane said and Tela shrugged.
"Got us Dirake's position," Tela pointed out and Jane shook her head.
"And he sold Aelaxos' position to Dirake," Jane replied as she began to look around.
"I can't argue that," Tela nodded sadly. John could see the old wound on both women's faces.
"What are the facts so far?" John asked.
"About twenty-five minutes ago, someone took a shot at T'Soni," Tela explained as Jane looked at the windows. "Note the bullet holes your sister is inspecting. She stuck around for almost four minutes before leaving the building. Whatever she was doing was important."
"There's no blood...Liara got away," Jane said. "The sniper probably didn't know how good she is with a kinetic barrier. Good job..."
"I thought you were mad at Liara?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"I am, but I don't want her dead," Jane said, her eyes serious. "I still want to punch her in her know-it-all face." John decided to walk away from that emotional issue with Jane.
"Did the police find anything when they arrived?" he asked Tela.
"Just the mess and the bullet holes. I gave them a gold star for finding the bullet holes," Tela said.
"That is why C-Sec doesn't like you," Jane chided as she looked around, Tela smirked at John and shrugged. Jane saw John's charred armor in a case. His armor...even this would have made her accept John was dead. Liara should have let Jane at least see this. Her hand was on the case for a moment before she turned to look at Liara's degrees.
"Liara was expecting us. She would have left a message here...her office wasn't safe," John said and Jane turned to look at him. Liara was smart, she would leave her message where her friends would find them but her enemies couldn't.
"I'm not surprised. Illium is just Omega with expensive shoes," Tela said.
"I prefer Omega," Jane sighed and Tela chuckled.
"I prefer you on Omega too," she said and Jane rolled her eyes. They split up and John headed upstairs. Jane stared at the picture of Illos. It reminded her of Kaidan and their first night as lovers...well that was depressing.
"I got something," John said as he approached the stairs with a picture.
"The pictured changed for him when he touched it. It must be keyed to his I.D.," Tela said and Jane nodded. "What is that?"
"A Prothean dig site," John said. "Liara did leave a message."
"If that reacted to you, the message is probably for you, not me," Jane said.
"There are a few Prothean-looking objects around the apartment," Tela said and the group split again. Jane stared at a case by the base of the stairs.
"Try this one," Jane said and John approached from a case across the room. As he approached a disk was ejected. "We got something here." Tela looked at them.
"Backup disk. Let's try it on her terminal," she said and the trio approached the terminal. As it started to play a salarian showed up on the screen. "Looks like she recorded a call."
"What have you got for me, Sekat?" Liara's voice asked.
"It was tricky, but you paid for the best. I can narrow it down to a cluster, maybe even a system," Sekat said with confidence.
"How soon can you have it?" Liara asked.
"Shouldn't take long. Come to my office. Baria Frontiers, in the Dracon Trade Center. Gotta say, thought, T'Soni...you're making me a little nervous. How big is the trouble that could come out of this?" Sekat asked.
"Relax, Sekat. I'll see you in a few hours," Liara's voice responded.
"She's on the Shadow Broker's tail," Jane muttered in awe.
"The Shadow Broker's people already tried to kill her once," John growled.
"I know where the Dracon Trade Center is. My car's outside," Tela said.
"We need to get to Liara before the Shadow Broker's people. Like old times, huh?" Jane said with a smile at Tela and the asari returned the gesture.
"Only this time it's not Blasto watching your back," Tela shot back.
"Still don't see you taking the time to train a varren," Jane said as they headed out.
~*TF*~
The three arrived at the Dracon Trade Center relatively quickly and as they headed up from the parking level Tela gave them the run down.
"The Baria Frontiers officers are located on the third floor," Tela explained. "I don't hear police chatter; we must have missed the party." There was a small explosion.
"Liara's in there!" John cried and then a massive explosion rocked the builing. The three were knocked on their backs by the blast.
"They just took out three floors to make sure she's dead!" Tela cried and Jane glared. "I'll grab the skycar and seal off the building from the top!"
"I can come with you," Jane said and Tela shook her head.
"If they know I'm coming down from the top, I can press them down towards you," Tela said.
"Pincher move, got it," Jane said as she pulled her pistol and nodded at John. They headed into the burning building.
"Just leave some for me!" Tela called at their backs.
"This is Spectre Jane Shepard. Spectre Identification Number 11-16-20-07, calling in a Code 10-80, requesting medical aid for Dracon Trade Center. Multiple floors destroyed. Numerous civilian casualties and wounded," Jane called over her comm to the nearest aid station. As they entered the building and headed to the elevator the button turned red. "Tela, the elevators are out, and building security is down."
"No alarms, no police. Very professional," Tela said over the comm.
"They didn't expect three Spectres on site when it happened. Aid is coming immediately I called it in," Jane said.
"We're all going to have to take the stairs," John said and the twins quickly rushed across the lobby.
"I wouldn't take any bets on T'Soni's informant surviving that blast," Tela warned.
"I'm not that worried about the informant," John stated. The Shepards moved up the stairs to find a dying human on the ground. He looked up at them.
"Mercs...came from the smoke...set the bombs...killing everyone..." he groaned and Jane noticed the marks on the walls. She looked at John.
"We have bullet wounds on some of these," Jane growled and John nodded. "Watch yourself, Tela. They used military-grade hardware on these civilians."
"Bullet wounds? Guess this was more than just an explosion," Tela said. John and Jane quickly headed up before they saw the device.
"Tela, we found a military-grade explosive device. It hasn't been armed," John reported.
"Sloppy work. You use that kind of hardware when you don't have time to plan," Tela replied. The two entered Baria Frontiers, the foyer had a log book.
"We're at the Baria Frontiers office. Liara signed in just a few minutes ago," Jane reported.
"Understood, watch yourself, Jane," Tela said.
As the two entered the sprinklers were dropping water from the ceiling.
"You two seem close," John said.
"We mourned Aelaxos together," Jane said.
"The turian Spectre Dirake killed?" John asked and before Jane could answer something was flying at them. Jane threw it back with her biotics and covered her eyes before moving back into cover. The flash bang went off.
"Talk later, shoot now!" Jane cried and the two got into cover.
~*TF*~
The Shepards battled their way through the Baria Frontiers offices. The Shadow Broker had apparently sent an army to find and kill Liara. Jane would use barriers and well timed warps and singularities while John took advantage of the blocks and the debris for cover. As Jane covered him from behind he would take out agents.
The narrow confines of the office made it easier and the two tore through the mercenaries in the Shadow Broker's employ like a rock through wet tissue paper. Eventually they reached a door and heard the sound of a shot. The two nodded and rushed in, weapons ready to see a Shadow Broker agent fall to the floor. Tela holstered her pistol.
"Damn it. If I'd been a few seconds faster, I could've stopped them," Tela sighed looking over at the body of Liara's contact. John knelt in front of the body.
"Is that Sekat?" he asked. Jane stared at the body, the salarian corpse was a bloody mess.
"Must have been," Tela said looking out the window. Jane looked around the room.
"No sign of that data Liara talked about. Looks like a dead end," Jane sighed.
“Speaking of which, did you find your friend’s body?” Vasir asked. John felt a bolt of fear shoot through him. No he hadn-
“You mean this body?” John heard a welcomed voice drawl behind him. Relief filled John as Liara stepped into the room, aiming her pistol at Tela as she walked in.
“Liara this is a friend of mine and fellow Spectre, Tela Vasir,” Jane said, waving a hand at Tela. “She helped us out at your apartment so we could find you.”
“This is the woman who tried to kill me!” Liara growled. John turned to face Tela in an instant, drawing his pistol on her as Tela backed up. Jane looked at Tela and then at Liara and John.
"You've had a rough day, so I'll let that slide. Why don't you put that gun down?" Tela said and Jane looked at Tela.
"Tela?" Jane asked, Tela had been a friend. They had been through missions together. They had mourned Aelaxos. They had been at his memorial on Palaven together.
“I saw you!” Liara snapped. “I doubled back after I left. I watched you break into my apartment!”
“You didn’t know where Liara went, because she hid the message. You needed me to find it for you!” John growled.
"Tela...tell me that isn't true," Jane said, her pistol still in hand but not aimed. Tela looked at Liara and John.
"Sorry, Elaina," Tela said with a shrug before looking at the other two. "Thanks for the help."
"Damn it, Tela!" Jane growled, moving to Liara's side and pulling her pistol up but not aiming it.
"You know the Shadow Broker and I work together," Tela said and Jane swore.
"He sold out Aelaxos and you still work for him?" Jane snapped.
"We got Dirake back!" Tela sneered.
"Once she had my location, she signaled the Shadow Broker's forces. They bombed the building to take me out. She found Sekat, took his data, and killed him. I’m guessing she still has the disk on her,” Liara interrupted. Tela held up the disk in one hand.
“Good guess,” she drawled, biotic energy flowing over her. “Not that you’ll ever see what’s on it, you pure blood bitch!” The window behind Tela exploded, biotic energy grabbing the window pieces and throwing the shards at them. Both Jane and Liara reacted the same, shielding the group with biotic shields. As Tela ran for the window John bolted out from the shields. He tackled her just as they reached the window. They went tumbling threw the remains and fell outside to towards the ground.
Jane rushed to the window and just as Tela kicked John away from her, Jane used a pull to keep John from hitting the ground as hard as he could. Tela started to turn towards John and Liara leapt from the window, using her biotics to slow her descent. Jane watched.
"Fuck...I'm not letting Liara show me up..." she hissed as she leapt from the window. Her biotics were slowing her, not as fast as it should. Jane threw a push, slowing her descent and allowing her to hit the ground nearly as gracefully as the two asari had. She turned and grabbed John's wrist, helping him to his feet.
"Come on, the asari are leaving and we need to be on their tails," Jane said as the welcoming sound of police sirens sounded. They quickly ran, taking out the Shadow Broker agents stupid enough to get between them and the two asari. As the two rushed out of the building Tela and Liara were having a shoot out in the parking lot. As Jane and John headed towards them, Tela summoned her vehicle and jumped into it.
"Damn it!" Liara cried. John summoned a cab and as its doors opened, he slipped in.
“We so need to talk about your reckless shit, John!” Jane snapped as she jumped into the taxi with him as he turned the engine on. As the taxi roared to life and Liara got in John shot them a look.
“I’m fine by the way, thanks for asking,” He growled, slamming the door closed and taking to the air.
“There she’s over there!” Liara shouted and John floored it, the car shooting through the air. John shot the taxi over and then under cars, taking a sharp turn.
“I’m on her,” John grunted, shifting gears to make the car shoot ahead. They dodge in and out of traffic, in between buildings try to keep up with her.
“Oh shit...we’re going into the construction site!” Jane hissed as she gripped the handle in the backseat. John ignored his sister, the taxi plowing through scaffolding and tools and equipment smashing over the hood.
“Oh Goddess, has your driving actually gotten worse?!” Liara screamed. John drove under another car just as missiles shot past them.
“She’s got reinforcements on our ass!” Jane shouted, turning to look behind them.
“What kind of guns does this thing have?” John demanded, shooting the cab into the tunnel after Tela.
“It’s a taxi it has a fare meter!” Liara shouted as John cut around a tanker.
“Right, stupid question,” John muttered, the roof of the car scrapping the tunnel. A truck tried to stop, but began to jack knife.
“Truck,” Jane said with the unnatural calm that only came from the familiar terror of a Shepard driving.
“I know,” John growled, gunning the engine.
“Truck!” Liara screamed.
“I know!” John snapped, maneuvering the car through the burning cargo containers as Liara screamed. “There we go!”
“You’re enjoying this!” Liara said incredulously. They burst out into open traffic, dodging a weaving around cars. Tela’s car clipped another tanker, sending it careening right into their path.
“Truck.”
“Again?!” John snapped, forcing the car under the tanker. He used the shortened route since Tela had to go around it to pull alongside her.
“Hang on.” John growled and slammed their car into Tela’s.
“God damn!” Jane screamed from the back. They trade blows several times before John clipped her right into another car. Tela hit them almost head on and her car went spinning out of control. It crashed into a large, gaudy building rooftop. John circled the car and landed them not too far from her. As the group exited the cab the reinforcements that had been shooting at them began to drop mercs off.
"Damn it, they're trying to slow us down!" Jane snapped. Jane and Liara made use of singularities and barriers to help John. Jane sniping from the back as the other two ducked and dodged. After several waves they were clear. They entered the room nearest Tela's crashed ship. Security drones were in piles on the floor.
"Please let me live. Please let me live. I'll do the mantras every week. I'll give to charity," a voice pleaded. The group moved to the next room. "I'll go back to the Citadel and get a good job, I swear." An asari and a human were crouched in a corner.
"Hey, hey, you okay?" Jane asked.
"We're unarmed! We didn't see anything!" the man cried.
“Liara,” John began slowly as they turned to see a lusty movie playing on the screen. “What kind of hotel is this?”
“Azure. It’s a luxury report with an…exotic edge.” Liara said. John paused for a minute as he realized what kind of place they were in.
“You mean what you told me to call your…oh,” John said, checking around the corner. Liara nodded quickly as Jane looked between them making a face.
“I do not need to know that," Jane stated, shaking her head as she turned to head toward the balcony with Tela's car.
"Really?" John said, shooting his sister a look.
"I was trained by asari with asari and what do teenagers always do when authority figures go off?" Jane huffed. "The young asari let us all know the terminology both official and slang of their anatomy." They opened the balcony door to see the flaming wreckage of Tela's car.
"A blood trail. Vasir got hurt in the crash," Liara said and Jane saw the blood.
"It's a bad wound," Jane said as they began to follow the trail. It didn't take long for them to follow Tela to a deck where people were dining.
"Vasir! It's over!" Liara cried as the trio approached with weapons drawn. Jane's eyes widened as Tela turned, dripping blood and clutching her abdomen.
"Hey! Hey, you. Come here. What's your name?" Tela cried as she grabbed a human waitress, using her as a human shield.
"M-Mariana," the woman stammered and Jane glared.
"Mariana, you want to live, don't you? Tell those people that you want to live," Tela purred in a way that made Jane furious.
"Please..." Mariana whispered looking at them.
"We'll get you out of here safely, Mariana," John said.
"Well, that's good to hear," Tela said, her eyes on Jane. "All you had to do was walk away, Jane. Now it gets ugly." Tela put the gun to Mariana's head.
"Please. I have a son," Mariana sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"A son? I hope he gets to see you again. I've heard losing a parent is just horrific for children. Scars them for life," Tela said, eyes on Jane's and Jane stepped forward.
"You fucking betrayed me Tela," Jane growled.
"Jane..." John warned and Jane shook her head.
"We do this the old fashioned way," Jane stated, hoping Liara and John would figure out what she meant.
"You want Mariana's little boy to grow up without a mommy, Jane? Thermal clips on the ground. Now. Power cells, too," Tela said and Jane barked a laugh, her lips pulling away from her teeth in a sneer.
"Is that it, Tela?" Jane asked and Tela stared.
"What?" she hissed and Jane aimed at her through the gap beside Mariana's neck.
"I sacrificed hundreds of human lives to save the Destiny Ascension. I unleashed the rachni on the galaxy. I'm the fucking Terror of the Hegemony, Tela. I make sure my enemies know what they get when they fuck with me," Jane stated. "So for your sake, I hope your escape plan doesn't hinge on me hesitating to shoot a damn hostage to get to you!" Tela's gun moved from Mariana's head to aim at Jane.
"You're bluffing, you loathe taking life when you don't have to," Tela smirked. "I know you better than anyone here, Jane."
"Now, Liara," John cried as Jane wrapped Mariana in a barrier and Liara slammed a table into Tela's back, sending the asari flying as Jane rushed to get Mariana to safety.
"Get out of here!" Jane said and Mariana nodded as she rushed inside and Jane moved to flank John as Tela leapt from the water. "Tela!"
"I'm going to knock some sense into you, Jane!" Tela cried and she vanguard rushed Jane, throwing Jane away from John and Liara. Jane flew backwards, slamming into a wall, gasping at the impact, luckily the wind wasn't knocked out of her nor was anything broken. As Tela approached, Jane pulled her blades from her back and began to use the techniques they had learned.
"Are you seriously trying to use Naena's techniques on me?" Tela laughed as she dodged and Jane smiled.
"Made you look," Jane threw herself to the side as John tackled Tela from behind, slamming the asari to the wall Jane had hit.
"Watch out! Rocket drones!" Liara cried and Jane was about to fire when she was hit by Tela in another vanguard rush. Again Jane was thrown across the balcony leaving John and Liara to fight the turrets. As Jane hit the ground, she tucked as she rolled to keep her limbs from breaking and from being impaled on her own blades. As she rolled to her feet, Tela stood over Jane and caught her by the armor.
"He's an imposter! There is no proof that this is John Shepard!" Tela cried as she held Jane up off the ground, before shoving her into the wall. Jane hooked the handles of her blades on the inside of Tela's arms, holding, not pulling. "He's just a Cerberus plant! He wants to collect his sample from you like that last agent and then he will probably kill you while laughing in your face about it."
"Jane!" John cried as he rushed only for a batch of Shadow Broker agents to drop in front of him between them. Jane glared at Tela. John was moving doing his best, the desperation in his face, she had seen it on Horizon, on the Collector ship, and now. Either he was the best fucking actor or Jane had an answer.
"You know who could confirm that?" Jane asked and Tela glared. "The fucking Shadow Broker." Jane brought her feet up and shoved Tela off of her with a biotic kick. She began to spin around Tela with her blades, again and again slicing at Tela.
"Damn it, Jane!" Tela cried and Jane used a push to throw herself up as John tackled Tela again. "Fuck it!" Jane sheathed the blades as she landed.
"John pull an Anderson-Udina!" Jane snapped and John grinned happily as he sucker punched Tela, moving back so Jane could hit with an upper cut and use a biotic punch to send Tela slamming into a wall. There was a wet crack and Jane watched as Tela struggled to get up.
"Damn it, Jane..." Tela hissed as she leaned against the railing. Liara approached and collected Sekat's disk. Jane stood between Tela and Liara as John approached her.
"Sekat's personal datapad. This has what we need to find the Shadow Broker," Liara said. Tela glared at Liara and John.
"You're dead! The Shadow Broker has been in power for decades. He's stronger than anything you've ever faced," Tela growled. "This forgery is going to get you killed, Jane."
"Is that why you sold out the Council to work for him?" John asked and Jane shook her head.
"You think I betrayed the Council? Like Saren? Go to hell!" Tela spat as the blood pooled around her. "The Broker's given me damn good intel over the years. Intel that saved lives and kept the Citadel safe! So if the Broker needs a few people to disappear, I'll pay that price without hesitation!"
"People like Liara...people like Aelaxos....people like John?" Jane asked with a glare.
"He's working for Cerberus, if anything that should tell you exactly what you need to know about this manipulative scumbag. He even ran off after a piece of pure blood ass the second she waved it in his direction," Tela said, glaring at Liara. "He will get you killed Jane just like the idiot he is." Jane looked at Tela as she aimed her pistol at Tela's head.
"That is John Shepard and you are not allowed to talk about my brother like that," Jane said firing. Tela's surprised expression was frozen on her face as the bullet went through her forehead. Tela's body slumped down as Jane turned and holstered her weapon. She looked at John. "You are John Shepard. You are my brother and we need to get moving before the Shadow Broker's goons come for your girlfriend."
John stared at her for a moment before smiling.
“I’m glad she came around. Now Liara what do you say on the way there you two-” John trailed off as he noticed Liara was walking away as she reviewed the information Sekat had for her and what she had taken from Vasir.
"..eliminate T'Soni and retrieve the data. Civilian casualties not a concern," a voice said as Liara played the data as John and Jane caught up to her.
"I'm putting the data through to the Normandy's computers. We can be at the Shadow Broker's base in a few hours," she said. "He'll know about Vasir before long. If he decides to kill Feron..."
"We won't give him time," Jane said and the two stared at her. "He helped you rescue John, right? I owe him too." Liara nodded as they began to head to the parking deck.
"We'll need the Normandy's stealthy systems to get us in close undetected," Liara stated. "The Shadow Broker's agents are still shooting their way through Illium. With luck, they won't notice we've left until it's too late."
"What's the plan when we get there?" John asked.
"Get in, get Feron, get out, and kill anyone who tries to stop us," Liara said and Jane agreed with that thought process.
"That's it?" John asked, not sounding pleased.
"That's it," Liara stated. "Are you okay with that?"
"You sound frantic," John stated.
“I helped get you back, and I want to do the same for Feron!” Liara exclaimed as Jane let them advance without her.
“Hey, I get it. I know what you told me but you just need to breathe and think for a second.” John replied. “I know you took my body from them with Feron’s help. I want to help save him too. But we need a plan."
“The plan is simple John,” Liara stated. “We fly in, get Feron get out.” Liara glanced at Jane behind John. “Then, hopefully, you will forgive me that I knew where John was for these past few years.”
"Oh, I don't know that I can forget that you didn't tell me that you found my brother's body, gave him to Cerberus, and let me suffer for two years," Jane said. "I am livid at you, but I'm going to focus that rage on this fight, so don't talk to me until after we've gotten Feron and we've kicked the Shadow Broker in the teeth. We'll see how I feel after that." She headed to the cab leaving John and Liara behind.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 6th, 2186 CE
Location: Hagalaz, Sowilo System, Shuttle
"Hagalaz. The oceans boil during the day, then snap-freeze ten minutes after sundown," Liara stated.
"We really never go anyplace nice," Jane muttered as she looked out the windows at the giant ship they were approaching.
"The Shadow Broker lives in this?" John muttered.
"His ship follows the sunset. Completely undetectable in the storm, unless you know where to look," Liara said.
"How do we get inside?" John asked.
"The shuttle bay is locked down. We'll need to land on the ship and hunt for a hatch," Liara explained.
"That should be easy," Jane stated as she watched lightening hit the ship again.
"But we obviously can't stay outside for long," Liara said and Jane stared at the ship.
"There are lightening rods," Jane pointed out. "We can use those."
"The discharge could be a useful tool," John nodded seeing where Jane was going with this. The twins shared a nod before the shuttle doors opened and they dropped out.
"It's hard to pinpoint in this lightning, but I'm picking up signals from a communications array near the back of the ship," Liara said. "There's nothing below but maintenance equipment. We have to find an entrance near the back shielding." The trio moved forward when glowing red drones appeared.
"Maintenance drones," Jane said.
"They must think we are debris from the storm," Liara said as John and Jane quickly picked off the drones.
"They'll know we are here now," John said and the two women nodded. As they reached the top of the ship agents began pouring out between two lightning capacitors. "Let's try your theory, Jane."
"I got left if you get right," Jane said and the twins nodded before taking out their capacitors, causing the agents between them to shudder violently as they were electrocuted.
"Efficient," Liara stated.
"Saves clips," Jane replied as they began to advance. John and Jane disrupting the capacitors again, a few cries of pain indicated not all agents were dead.
The group continued and a few mechs got in the way. Jane lifted and smirked as the wind took the mechs away. She looked at Liara who nodded again. As they reached another capacitor, John shot at it while Liara and Jane lifted agents up and into the air to be swept off.
The team efficiently used this method to cross the back of the ship as they moved down the side to a maintenance pathway. As they descended the steps Liara looked to the side.
"Okay. Looking down was clearly a mistake," Liara said.
"Obviously," Jane stated before flinging a few more agents over the side. "But trying to fight us was a bigger one." As the group entered the ship the mechanics for managing the electrical discharged worked. The group could feel the energy in the air.
"This ship is incredible. It must have taken decades to build in secret," Liara said.
"I wonder what happened to the contractors," John muttered as both Liara and Jane gave him a look. "You're both right, stupid statement. We can probably guess."
"Navigating this storm is brutal. If the ship's engines stop for even a moment," Liara said and this time the two Shepards gave her a look. "At least the Shadow Broker would go down with us."
"That's comforting," John said and Jane shook her head.
"I rather joke about Garrus and taking rockets to the face than this," she said.
The trio made their way back up, again employing their capacitor abuse and lifting attacks. The Shadow Broker agents stood little chance. They zigzagged across the ship, putting down panels and making pathways before reaching a hatch.
"There! That hatch leads directly to the communications signals," Liara said. "It's locked. Hang on, I've got a bypass shunt program that can crack it.
"How long will it take?" John asked.
"I don't know, I've never broken into the Shadow Broker's base before," Liara stated. "Well, not this one anyway."
"Helpful," Jane muttered. "I'll take left, you take right. Liara, back up John. I can fire and lift at the same time, he can only fire." Each Shepard watched a separate part of the ship while Liara backed up John. Again the capacitors and the lifts cut the forces to nothing in no time. The rocket drones were a little harder, but John's heavy destroyed them quickly. As the program began to open the door.
"I miss being able to use medigel to do this," John said and Jane chuckled.
"Yeah, I think we are single handedly the reason they updated all the system against it," she said and Liara thought about it.
"That would fit the timeline of implementation," Liara pondered. They entered and the sound of rushing feet told them there was company coming. "More of them? How many guards does the Shadow Broker have?"
"However many, it won't be enough," Jane stated as she put up a barrier and advanced to the next cover. The trio moved, advancing carefully and taking out agents. "They were not trained for this. They were hoping numbers would overwhelm. A poor training strategy."
"It appears to be," Liara stated. The Shadow Broker agents were safe from the techniques the team used on the exterior, but they were no matched for the well tuned machine that was Liara with the Shepards. Soon they reached a door and once they were through it they could see a drell through the window. "Feron!" Jane was worried until the drell stirred and looked at them.
"Liara?" he asked. Liara ran to a panel.
"Hold on...we're getting you out of here!" as she began to touch the panel, Feron's eyes widened.
"No!" he cried. Energy flowed through him and Jane stared in horror.
"Feron!" Liara cried.
"What the hell is the Broker trying to do to you?" John asked and Jane shook her head. She knew torture too well. Drell had perfect memories once they left infancy, Feron would remember this always. Fucking Shadow Broker.
"The equipment is sensitive to tampering," Feron explained. "This chair plugs into the Broker's info network. You have to shut off the power. Pull me out now, and my brain cooks."
"Do you know where we can cut the power?" Liara asked.
"It won't be easy. You'll have to go to central operations," Feron said.
"What's the point of this cage?" John muttered and as Feron tried to answer he was shocked again.
"It's torture," Jane said. "Sharp agonizing pain that Feron will remember for the rest of his life even if he does escape."
"It's a neural grounding rod. The medical equipment is to make sure he doesn't...expire," Liara said.
"What do you know about the Broker?" John asked.
"He did this to me," Feron drawled.
"I was hoping you'd know what he is," John stated, trying not to sound annoyed.
"I never got a good look, but he's big. The guards are terrified of him," Feron said.
"A krogan?" Liara asked.
"I don't know, but not everyone who visits his office comes back out," Feron said and Jane made a face.
"Nothing like a carnivorous species to control that much information," Jane muttered.
"Easy or not, we're all getting out of here," John said.
"Good," Feron said, looking hopeful. "Central operations is down the hall. You know the Shadow Broker's waiting for you, right?" Jane smiled at that.
"Well, it would be rude to keep him waiting," Jane stated. "I get the feeling he rarely gets surprise guests."
"We'll be back for you, Feron!" Liara said.
"I'll try not to go anywhere," Feron said and Jane paused.
"You do know the sarcasm always makes it worse?" Jane said and Feron nodded.
"Worth it," he said and Jane saluted.
"Damn right," she said as they rushed out, ready to take out whatever was left of the Shadow Broker's men.
~*TF*~
John led the way, a scowl on his face as they entered the Shadow Broker’s lair. The man himself was sitting behind a large half circle desk. John was brought up short as he realized how big he was. He pulled his gun and aimed it at him as Liara and Jane both spread out in the room to take different angles on him.
“Here for the drell,” He asked in a deep, raspy voice. As John got a better look at him he realized he actually didn’t know the man’s species. “Reckless, even for you John Shepard.”
“Not reckless, just determined.” John said, smirking at him. “As your asari Spectre about that.”
“Vasir was expendable. All her death cost me was time.” the Broker drawled.
“Expendable like Feron?” Liara demanded.
“Dr. T’Soni. Your interference cause all this. Feron betrayed me when he handed you John Shepard’s body. The drell is simply playing the price.” The Shadow Broker snarled. “My operations are too crucial to be compromised by a traitor.”
“You’re quite confident for someone with nowhere left to hide.” Liara smirked.
“You travel with fascinating companions, T’Soni.” The broker drawled, looking at Jane. “The Hegemony have laid a bounty in the billions on bringing Jane Shepard to them, it doubles if she is brought to them alive. They seem torn between a public execution and making her into a model slave. No tongue, no frontal lobe, and a brain bomb.” Jane shrugged.
"Terrifying coming from you, but you got to get me first," Jane said. The Broker's eyes moved to John.
"The Collectors offer also applies for John Shepard's body," he stated.
"Come and get it," John stated and the twins aimed in unison.
"You're not putting a hand on anyone," Liara snarled.
“It’s pointless for you challenge me, any of you. I know your every secret, while you fumble in the dark,” the Broker said smugly.
“Is that right?” Liara stated, her smirk widening. “You’re a yahg, a pre-spaceflight species quarantined to their home world for massacring the Council’s first contact teams. This base is older than your planet’s discovery, which probably means you killed the original Shadow Broker sixty years ago, then took over. I’m guessing you were taken from your world by a trophy hunter who wanted a slave…or a pet. How am I doing?”
John couldn’t help taking a step back as the yahg stood. He was massive, easily eleven feet tall and as big as three Krogans.
“Well...shit,” Jane muttered as she slowly backed away. The Shadow Broker snarled and smashed his desk in half with on fist, picking it up and throwing the pieces at them. John tackled Liara, rolling them out of the way of one as Jane dove out of the way of the other. The Broker pulled out a revenant machine gun and opened fire at them. John pushed Liara to cover and dove behind a console. He pulled his own revenant and opened fire, whittling down the yahg’s shields with Liara and Jane. Just as his shields collapsed the Shadow Broker activated something on his caunlet and a sphere in the ceiling lit up, dropping kinetic shields over him.
“The shield’s kinetically sensitive!” Liara told John as Jane hit him with a biotic warp which didn’t take hold. “Energy and projectiles are bouncing off!”
“Then we do this my way,” John snarled, storming at the Shadow Broker. He reared back with his right fist and smashed it into the Broker’s face. It connected with a meaty thump and John followed it up with a left. The Shadow Broker bellowed and took a swipe at John and he ducked.
"Let's see if you bleed, motherfucker!" Jane cried as she rushed in, blades drawn. She began to slice back and forth. The Broker had natural armor like a krogan or turian, but her blades were biting into him as she twirled, slipping back out of the way and John punched.
“High and low!” John shouted. Jane nodded, slipping her blades into their sheaths before charging at the Shadow Broker again. Just before she got there John’s fist hit him again, snapping him to the side. Jane leaped at the end of her charge, her right hand glowing with biotic energy. It fist smashed into the Broker’s face with a crack and burst of biotic energy. The Shadow Broker screamed trying to grab her but John’s fist smashed into his body, hitting him again and again with loud clangs as their armors connected. He tried to focus on John and throw him away but as soon as he turned from Jane she would smash her biotically covered fist into his face. The Shadow Broker screamed again and grabbed John by the waist throwing him into Jane.
“Liara now!” John shouted at her. The asari thrust her hands up at the kinetic generator, cracking the shielding and sending the energy down at the Shadow Broker. He roared, trying to charge at her but the energy washed over him and disintegrated him. John let out a sigh and fell onto his back by Jane, breathing heavily. Liara approached John, offering him a hand up. As he let Liara help him to his feet Jane got to hers, dusting herself off.
"Shadow Broker, this is Operative Murat. We had a momentary connection failure. Can you confirm status?" a voice called from the panel to their side.
"Operative Shora requesting update. Are we still online?" another voice.
"Shadow Broker, I've lost our feed. We are online and awaiting instructions," a third voice called. The screen began to ring out in operatives calling for updates and Liara moved to stand in front of it. Jane watched as the asari seemed to ground herself before she opened a communication panel.
"This is the Shadow Broker. The situation is under control. We experienced a power fluctuation while upgrading hardware. It disrupted communications momentarily," Liara said and Jane watched as the door opened. She got in Feron's way with her hands up as he entered gun drawn. His eyes widened as he realized what was happening. "However, we are now back online. Resume standard procedures. I want a status report on all operations within the next solar day. Shadow Broker out." Feron approached with a limp. Jane offered a hand but he ignored her.
"Goddess of oceans...it's you. You...how?" he gasped.
"Well, everyone who's ever seen in him person is dead, so..." Liara started.
"...you're the new Shadow Broker," Feron said.
"Is taking over as the Shadow Broker really a good idea?" John asked.
"It was either that or lose everything: his contacts, his trading sources. Those will really help us. With the Shadow Broker's information network. I can give you...I can..." Liara started to get misty eyed.
"I'll, uh, check the power systems," Feron said and Jane moved up next to him.
"How about I call the shuttle and we get you checked out by a doctor before you take over ship maintenance?" Jane suggested.
"I can check the ship before we go," he said and the two left the room.
"It's over. It's finally...for two years..." Liara sobbed. John approached her. “Is it wrong that I want this John?” she asked softly. John shook his head, hugging her to him as she laid cheek on his shoulder.
“No it’s not, Lia,” he said to her softly. “After everything you’ve done, I wouldn’t trust any person more with this than you.” He pulled back slightly and took her chin softly in one hand and kissed her. Liara sighed and kissed him back. They stood there and he told her with his actions just how much he loved and trusted her. They only separated when Jane coughed behind them.
“Uh John, we need to check on the crew and Feron is being difficult about seeing Chakwas.” Jane said and John nodded at her before turning back to Liara.
“Come up to my cabin later? We’ll talk,” John offered and Liara nodded.
“Will you stick around and help me vett the crew?” she asked and John smiled.
“Absolutely. I think we can get some good intel from his files.” John said and Liara smiled at him.
“Good.”
~*TF*~
John was just pouring a Thessia red he remembered Liara liked when the door to his cabin opened. He closed the bottle and turned, feeling his heart stop. Liara was wearing an elegant dark purple and red dress that made him grin like a fool. As she looked around he noticed that she had that frame from her office in one hand.
“Did you enjoy the tour?” he asked and Liara smiled at him.
“Yes, it’s a beautiful ship. And I ran into Joker. He seemed happy to see me,” Liara said before smirking at him. “Although he did ask me to record any parts of our conversation where ‘my eyes do that freaky black eternity thing’.”
“Note to self, kill Joker,” John quipped and Liara laughed.
“I spoke with some of the others from the SR-1. I’m glad they’re all doing well.” Liara said, walking towards his desk and glanced at it before turning to face him. “I brought you something. It took some digging but I recovered your tags.” She held out the frame to him and for the first time John saw what it was. Liara had taken his Alliance dog tags and framed them.
“I was wondering where those went.” John mused as he took the frame. “It’s seems like forever since I was just an Alliance soldier. First I get tapped from the Spectres and now Cerberus.” He set them on his desk and stared at them with a frown.
“I heard about what some of the Admirals had done to you John. I’m sorry you lost your Alliance career.” Liara said softly and John shrugged.
“Honestly it feels like that’s over and done with now. Even if they asked me I wouldn’t go back,” John noted and turned to lean against his desk.
“You succeed against odds most people wouldn’t even take on. It’s no wonder most people want you on their side. But I know it wears on you,” Liara said turning to walk down the steps by the couch. “How are you doing now John? Not what you tell the others, even Jane to keep the morale up.”
“Between us? I have no idea how we’re going to do this. I’m doing everything I can but…” John shook his head.
“You’re doing more than most.” Liara said as he came down to join her. “But this crew is coming together and your sister is finally accepting who you are. I know by the time you’re ready to hit the Collectors they will all be there right by your side willingly.” She placed a hand on her hip and shot him a grin. “So tell me what you want. If this all ends tomorrow, what happens to us?”
“Well I had bought a house on Earth before I got spaced. Maybe you can marry me, watch me hit my thumb a few hundred times as I fix it up for you, and then lots of little blue children?” John asked, grinning at her and Liara shoved him with one hand, smiling at him.
“You just say these things and it’s just like before and…and…” Liara trailed off into a sob turning away from him. “Goddess you were dead and I was the only one who looked for you. If I hadn’t found you the Collectors would have…would have…”
“Hey, I’m here now and I’ll be coming back after this mission,” he said softly, wrapping his arms around her from behind.
“You promise me?” she whispered and John grinned at her.
“I don’t know, that’s a pretty big promise to make.” John teased and Liara smiled.
“Oh is it?” she husked, running her hands along his back.
“I’d have to have something special to come back to,” John whispered in her ear, before nibbling on her neck where he knew she liked it.
“I’m…open to suggestion,” Liara drawled softly, clutching at her back of his neck and sliding her other hand down.
“How about…this?” John said softly, sliding his hand down and…
Liara gasped.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 7th, 2186 CE
Location: Hagalaz, Sowilo System, Normandy SR-2
Jane was sitting at the table in the mess, it was empty due to the ship time, the glass in front of her had alcohol, but she was staring at it more than drinking it. John appeared.
"Need some fluids after embracing eternity with your girlfriend?" Jane said, it sounded awkward to her ears. "That came out really wrong..." John blinked, grabbing a bottle of water before moving to sit across from her. He stared at her for a minute before deciding not commenting on Jane’s rather creepy question was best.
"So...do I pass?" John asked and Jane looked at him for a moment before realizing it was time to talk about them. She got up and dumped her drink in the sink. A waste, but she needed a clear head for this. She grabbed a bottle of water too before sitting across from him.
"I've been fighting with myself for a while now," Jane said. "I have wanted to believe it was you for a very long time." John stared at her with a hopeful smile. "It was really hard losing you. I have done a lot of things I regret now. I'm ashamed of the person I have become."
"Jane..." John started and Jane shook her head. She held out a data disk. John stared at it.
"I cannot tell you right now everything I want to tell you...but..." she looked at him. "This is a copy of my journal. I've kept it since you...died...nearly died...I don't know, this is weird. I always addressed it to you anyway. I think this will tell you what you need to know and I hope...I hope you forgive me, John. I am so sorry, but I think this will explain more. So...watch that and...and we can talk more. When we're not both dead on our feet." John took the disk and watched as she got up and headed to bed. "I've missed you so much...Big Brother." Even with her back to him, John knew she was already crying. She went to her room and he stared at the disk in his hand.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
This omake is proudly titled “Why Bioware Won’t Let Us Play ME3 Multi with Story Characters”
“Jane are you in position for the upload?” John asked with Liara by his side, ready to cast a barrier into place around them while the upload was being completed. He saw Garrus in the distance moving into position, He blinked as he swore he saw a red laser sight following the Turian’s ass. “Jane, what are you doing?”
“Hello, it's me.”
“Yes Jane I know it’s you.” John sighed.
“I was wondering if after all these years you'd like to calibrate, to go over everything.”
“Wait what?” John asked in surprise and Liara frowned.
“Is she singing?” the Asari said, surprised.
“Jane what are you doing?” Garrus asked over the comms and Liara sighed before turning hers on.
“She’s singing Garrus, let her live,” Liara chided and John face palmed.
“They say that time's supposed to heal you, but I require healing.”
“Use fucking medi-gel then!” Jack chimed in angrily from her own position.
“Hello, can you hear me, I'm on a distant world dreaming about what we did on the Normandy.”
“Wait what have you done on my ship?” John demanded angrily. “And why do I want to hurt my Turian-bro now?!”
“When we were younger and free, I've forgotten how it felt before the world fell at our feet.”
“Is this a human mating ritual?” Grunt growled.
“I’m here above the target area dreaming about what we could have been.”
“Oh my God I think she’s using Adelle,” Miranda chimed in.
“There's such a difference between us,”
“The dextro and levo interaction can be problematic,” Mordin said, adding his two cents.
“And a million miles”
“Actually the distance is one hundred thirty two feet, four inches, Jane-Spectre,” Legion said, trying to be helpful.
“Oh my God!” Kasumi squealed. “This is happening, this is happening right now!”
“Jane, do not do what I think you’re about to do, you’ll give away our position!” John ordered.
“Hello from the other siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide! I must have called a thousand tiiiiiiiiiiiiiimes!”
John sighed angrily as the sounds of dozens upon dozens of weapons cocking and humming to life as all of their enemies focused on Jane who was right above John and Liara’s position.
Toby: Special thank you to Overwatch AWNN by Omahdon. Watch them, totally worth it.
Belle: I get random youtube videos from this guy, including the one he is referencing above. Side note, while I love Overwatch, I suuuuuuck at Widowmaker. Moira, Junkrat, and Orisa are my go to's.
Toby: I on the other hand have not played on second of Overwatch but I love the lore and stories. Still waiting on my single player Overwatch story game, damn it.
OMAKE 2
"You...fucking...knew..." Jane whispered as John and Liara spoke. Biotics shimmered over Jane's body as she saw nothing but realized a very serious fact that she had been kept unaware of. She was on her feet and she slapped Liara across the face.
"You bitch!" Liara cried before slapping Jane across the face.
"Fuck you!" Jane shouted, slapping Liara again.
"No! Fuck you!" Liara cried back, slapping Jane again.
"Now kiss!" John cried and the two women turned to stare at him. "It works on the vids."
From the street below people could watch the body of John Shepard as it was biotically thrown by two women through the window of Liara's office. Followed by...
"Where were we?" Liara asked.
"Oh right! Fuck you!" Jane cried and the sound of another slap.
"Fuck you!" Liara screamed with the sound of another slap. This went on for quite some time while the Cerberus crew rushed from the Normandy to bring John Shepard back to life...again.
OMAKE 3
Tali sighed and poured herself a drink in the bar in Samara’s quarters. Miranda and Kasumi did the same from the opposite side, watching the Quarian seal the drink and attach it to an emergency induction port in her faceplate. All three women made sighs of regret as the door opened allowing Jane and Samara to enter the room. The two newcomers blinked as they saw the three by the bar.
“What are you three doing?” Jane asked in exasperation.
“Being so angry at your boshtet brother that he won’t even look our way,” Tali said, a slight slur in her speech already giving away that she’d already started drinking.
“Oh? And how is this an issue? Has he only stated a preference for Asari?” Samara asked, intrigued as Miranda and Kasumi knocked glasses with Tali and all three threw back their drinks.
“He’s up there, right now.” Kasumi growled. “Embracing eternity. He even thought to check for me cloaked in the room!”
“Were you?”
“Of course I was, that’s not the point!”
“John’s always been…stupidly loyal,” Jane said, strolling over to lean against the bar. “Though I don’t think it’s a purely Asari fetish. He was so in love with Elizabeth when we were younger I thought for sure he would either marry or knock that girl up.”
“With his genes I could clone such perfect children,” Miranda mused. “I should have taken samples while he was unconscious. I swear that was the only part that didn’t need enhancement. I loved handling it to make sure it was functional.”
The other women just stared at her.
“What?”
OMAKE 4
Liara helped John up as Jane began looking up something on her omni-tool as she lay on the ground.
"Jane...you okay?" John asked.
"Just looking up the yahg homeworld," Jane stated and the two start at her.
"Why?" Liara asked and Jane blinked before grinning.
"Did you see how his little ears wiggled when you made him mad!" she cried as her eyes lit up. As she waved her finger beside her face like the Shadow Broker's ears.
"Jane no," John said.
"Jane yes!" Jane grinned. "Found it. I'm gonna go and get me a pet yahg!" She got up and began whistling as she headed out with a skip in her step.
"She's joking right?" Liara asked in abject horror. John stared at Liara for a second with a weak grin.
"She has a pet varren...I can't risk it!" he cried before breaking into a sprint after Jane.
Belle Note: That part of the cut scene when Liara is identifying the Shadow Broker as a yahg and his little fin-ears do that wiggle is too cute. The first time I saw that scene I legitimately giggled because it was just adorable to me. I mean, you have to ignore the giant ass body, the creepy spider eyes, and the horrific tri-pointed mouth with the needle teeth, but those ears!
Notes:
Toby Note: Well that was fun! Did you guys have fun?
Belle Note: Woo, that has been a long time coming. I'm kind of sad to see the end of Tela, but we all knew it was coming, didn't we? I enjoyed having Jane have a history with Tela, it made this chapter even more meaningful especially since Jane knew Tela had worked with the Shadow Broker before. In truth, if you or someone you know is dealing with a missing loved one, it is important that you/they get professional help. Many people do not realize that the psychological stresses that comes from a missing family member or loved one. In the last week I have seen three reports on missing family members, one has been found but the other two are still missing. People have said it is easier to know that someone they care about is dead than to have them missing, so please, make sure you share missing persons' information, such as Amber Alerts and other things on social media. Check the dates of the original posts to see if they are old and have been found, but do share. You or someone you know could help to keep a family from suffering. Thanks for listening to my little public service announcement.
Chapter 21: ...The More They Stay the Same
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
John and Jane take advantage of John's new intimate relationship with the Shadowbroker before heading to the Citadel. Jane and Garrus aim for Sidonis with very different objectives in mind. John learns more about what his sister's life was like without him. Thane strives for redemption by saving his son from a dark path.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle’s Note: I apologize for the delay in this chapter. I have been super busy with work, Halloween and my Halloween themed house warming party, and f*cking raking!!! I have always lived in either a multiperson home where raking was done in shifts or in apartments where a ground crew took care of the yard. My new house which is me alone has two beautiful trees that give lovely shade in the summer....and apparently want to make my life a living hell this fall. I was honestly planning to finish this chapter after Halloween, but the raking had to be done and someone *gives a look to Toby* gave me a friend code for Fallout 76 so I MAY have been distracted between raking. Then Thanksgiving came out of nowhere and blindsided me!
Toby’s Note: And I got her to buy 76 too! Despite all the problems I rather like the game myself. But not to worry dear friends! She got me to buy Dead by Daylight. And I like to murder people way, way, way too much in that game. Plus she gave the chapter to me the beginning of December and that’s always a rough month for me with the holidays. I work a lot to afford gifts for everyone. See this is what happens when your father alone has three brothers and they each have kids. We have a rule, gifts for kids only but six kids times twenty-five dollar gifts cards and that’s only on that side of the family…
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 20: ...The More They Stay the Same
John finished his coffee and headed for the couch. He settled down on it, some data pads on the coffee table to work on. He set his coffee down before tapping away at his omni-tool. He synched it to his comm implant and selected everything in the file before hitting play. His omni-tool screen lit up and displayed Jane in a small room with a time stamp in the lower right corner.
Journal Entry Date: May 21st, 2184
"Hey John," Jane stated as she sat in a small transport room on a ship. "Wrex will meet with us tomorrow about the Spectre rescue from the Ganar territory. I want to do everything in my power to keep him out of this. The last thing I want to do is cause a war between Ganar and Urdnot. If Tela's information is correct...well, there's going to be a lot of bloodshed and death. Hopefully we can extract the salarian techs and end this little money making scheme without anyone knowing the Urdnot gave us an LZ." Jane looked over her shoulder to a set of armor. "I'll be playing the part of an asari commando. Bet my biotic teachers would get a kick out of the human girl they trained attempting to pass herself off as a commando...but Tela thinks I have the chops. I can't wait to hear what Wrex thinks if I let him see me in it." She let out a breath, calming herself.
"I hope this works. The asari survivors are not in good shape. Most need extensive therapy, many are on meds now. I'm going through my training with Naena, Padrak, and Narloc, hoping it will be enough if the krogan catch up with me. Thank God I went for that hand to hand training session. Although, that might be why Tela tapped me for this mission." Jane rubbed her face. She was stressed.
"Aelaxos and I are going to be the distractions. He seems like a good turian, a little more controlled than Garrus, but I guess that comes with being a demolitions expert. Seems like a good sort, I have set up a poker game for later tonight, it'll give me a good read of him," Jane said before looking at something on the screen."We're going to be on opposite sides of the map. He's making me take a ML-77 missile launcher. God knows I hate lugging a heavy around, but, it is Tuchunka...let's hope I can live up to you. These maidens getting kidnapped might be centuries older than me...but they are scared girls who want to go home. I know what you would do, John, and I'm going to do my best to do it too." Jane's determined eyes looked at the camera as the feed ended.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 7th, 2186 CE
Location: Shadow Broker Base, Hagalaz
Jane headed to the main cabin of the Shadow Broker base and the entry panel showed Liara's surprised face.
"Ah...Jane...I..." she began and Jane gave the asari a look.
"John is sleeping. You two were up late, but I bet you function on a lot less sleep lately. That's why I'm here now, my brother is going to take a little longer and I wanted a chance to talk to you without him getting in the way," Jane said. "I'm unarmed and I don't want to hurt you. I just accepted that John's back, we don't need another fight about me beating up his girlfriend." Liara snorted at that.
"I suppose we should talk," Liara said and the door unlocked. Jane entered and Liara stood across the room from her. Jane entered and looked around. Liara indicated for Jane to follow her and they went up the stairs behind the terminal. There was a small lounge in the next room. They sat down, far apart, but facing each other. They sat in silence for a moment.
"Did you eat?" Liara asked and Jane nodded.
"You don't need to play hostess, besides, I'm still furious with you," Jane said as she looked at Liara as a flicker of biotics ran over Jane's skin but she took a calming breath. "Liara...I trusted you and you never told me you found him." Liara stared at Jane.
"I didn't know about your mission against the Maws at the time," Liara said. "I read about it in the Broker’s files before I came to visit your brother last night. The work you and your team did probably saved hundreds." The two women stared at each other.
"Does it make a difference?" Jane asked and Liara looked down.
"Yes...I thought you were putting your work before your brother. You compartmentalize very well for a human. I mistook this for avoidance. I thought your compartmentalization was a self-preservation method. Sacrificing the pain of his loss by bottling it up and embracing other tasks," Liara said. "I let my emotions lead. I thought I was the only one to embrace my sorrow and do everything I could for John. I should have contacted you." Jane nodded.
"I think back to the call with the memorial," Jane said and Liara nodded. "I wanted to hit you. I had to work out for hours after that call. You are right about me compartmentalizing, but I'm not nearly as efficient as you think. You give me too much credit. Why do you think my biotics got so much better? Any down time I had to think about John, I went to train so I'd be too tired to feel." Liara looked down and shook her head.
"I know exactly what you mean. After I gave him to Cerberus, I did the same thing with Feron. I was just so upset that you were just letting him go. I wanted you to leave me alone while they saved John. I thought I knew better and that you would put him in danger by attempting to rescue him from Cerberus," Liara said. Jane nodded.
"Understandable, I don't like Cerberus and knowing they had him...that would have made me determined to get his body back," Jane said. "But you could have lied to me, Liara. You could have told me you found him, given me his tags, and put a dummy body in the memorial and I would never have known."
"Surely you would have checked..." Liara began and Jane shook her head.
"Liara...we never got as close as you and John got. To be fair, John didn't get as close to Kaidan as I did," Jane said, her eyes glassy with a layer of tears. Jane looked down. "Did John tell you about the attack on Mindoir?" Liara nodded.
"He mentioned pieces," she clarified. “He doesn’t like to go into details.”
"Did he talk about our parents?" Jane asked and Liara paused.
"He mentioned that you were the one that found their bodies," she said and Jane nodded. The tears slid down her cheeks then, but she made no move to wipe them away, just let them fall.
"Our mother was shot through the chest, she lay on her stomach, I never turned her over, just closed her eyes. Our father was shot with incendiary ammo. His corpse was unrecognizable as it burned," Jane said. "I knew it was him because his rifle was next to him." She looked at Liara with a sad expression. "I know what a space death does to a body...I wouldn't want my last memory of John's presence to be seeing what space did to him. I wish you had just lied to me." Jane looked at Liara and Liara broke eye contact first.
"I'm sorry, Jane, I should have told you or committed to a lie," Liara said. "I thought I knew you and the truth is...neither of us understood each other at that time." Jane nodded with a smirk.
"Well, I took my revenge on your legacy since I've single handedly advanced Prothean research since your retirement from the science field," Jane said and Liara blinked as she looked up.
"You did it to spite me?" Liara asked in surprise and Jane nodded her head.
"I also did it because it was the right thing to do and John would have wanted me to help you with what you loved," Jane said. "I thought I would never talk to you again and I would be able to leave a smug message to you when I died about how I did more for Prothean research than you ever would in your long life." Liara smirked then and nodded.
"I do regret what happened between us, Jane," Liara said and Jane nodded.
"I will forgive you...one day," Jane said. "You saved John, Liara. I couldn't do that and you did. You brought my brother home and..." a sob broke free. "...you believed Cerberus could do it. I can't hate you for what you've done, Liara....because if you didn't...he'd be dead right now." Jane began to weep and Liara kept back knowing Jane didn't want comfort from her.
"I had a rather selfish reason for doing it," Liara said and Jane sobbed on a laugh.
"I suppose you did. But you brought him back, Liara...so I owe you. I will one day forgive you...but...it will take me some time. I've been a little bad about letting things go...and I need to do that," Jane said.
"I think your tenacity with matters can be a good thing with the right focus," Liara said and Jane smiled.
"Yeah, pig-headedness does run in the family," Jane said before taking a few calming breaths. "How about we look through the Shadow Broker's files? I mean...your files." Liara nodded.
"I suspect you have some things you want to look into," Liara said and Jane nodded.
"A couple things I want verified, yeah," Jane said as the two women headed into the other room.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: June 16th, 2184
"Don't worry John, it looks worse than it feels," Jane said as she sat in her temporary apartment on the Citadel. Her face and arms were covered in bruises. "One of the Blue Sun turians charged me. Body slammed me into a wall, unfortunately for us both, it was a balcony wall that the colony hadn't finished securing so we dropped three floors. I landed on him so he got it a lot worse." She paused, clearly looking at her black eye before applying medigel. "Oh well, by tomorrow I'll look like this never happened, but damn do I look beat to hell." She paused as there was a bark. "No. Sit. Play dead. Speak." There was another bark and Jane smirked down at the unseen Baby Blasto. "Who's Mommy's first hanar Spectre?" Another bark before Jane grabbed something. It was some sort of large bone. She dropped it and there was the ferocious sound of varren feeding.
"We stopped the colony attack and the Mindoir Review is updated for this technique. Not particularly clever, but easy to keep the Suns from blocking communications on anymore targets," Jane began to list the details of the newest Mindoir Review as she slowly fell asleep in her chair. The video ended with a Baby Blasto leaping into her lap, turning around in circles before flopping down and falling asleep.
~*TF*~
Coffee, in John’s humble opinion, was man’s greatest contribution to existence. At least that was his current opinion since he’d stayed up till four hundred hours watching and listening to Jane’s journal entries when he’d rather have slept off embracing eternity. Still caffeine in liquid form with enough heat to force your brain awake the answer to every late night ever. The fact that it had spread like wildfire through the systems after humanity had introduced it and even the time, effort and money to create a dextro version. Anywhere you went you could find coffee and its potent affects. Except in John Shepards quarters where he had run out.
John’s mouth cracked widely as he yawned a big, deep yawn. He hadn't shaved yet, hell he hadn't even showered yet. He scratched at his chin and blearily stared at the elevator’s floor read out. When the doors finally opened on the crew deck John trudged to the mess hall counter. Sergeant Gardner saw his Commander heading for him with circles under his eyes and a look that promised death to any who blocked his path to caffeine. He’d quickly made a traveling mug of coffee just how the Spectre like and just as John opened his mouth to growl out his demand for coffee said ambrosia was placed into his hands. Gardner further won John’s respect by having a stuffed breakfast sandwich with John’s favorites shoved in his other hand.
“Promotion and pay increase,” John said in a gravelly voice as his way of saying thanks. He turned around as he drank some coffee and found Miranda looking at him with irritation. John glared at her as she blocked his path, one hand on her cocked hips.
“Shepard, your sister is not on the ship and the Shadow Broker won’t give me-” Miranda began. She stopped however as John let out a growl of all things and trudged around Miranda to the elevators.
“Food, shower, then bitch or you get an airlock dismissal,” John’s gravelly voice called out behind him. The entire crew in the mess hall watched this scene and as soon as they heard the elevator doors close a chorus of laughter rang out. Miranda flushed, noting the controlled amusement from people like Chakwas to Jack’s bellowing laughter, as she couldn’t stay upright in her seat and was clinging to Grunt’s arm as she laughed herself silly. She was drawn to Garrus’s chuckling however as the Turian drank his own coffee.
“And this is why he has his own coffee machine in his quarters.” He noted. “I’d stay away from him till about noon. I’ll go get him around then.” Garrus offered secure in his knowledge and friendship with the Shepards. Miranda huffed but turned around to head for her quarters to prepare John’s daily briefing.
And to update his profile with the appropriate warnings.
~*TF*~
A few hours later John, considerably more awake and aware, made his way into the lair of the Shadow Broker. After exchanging pleasantries with Liara (a rather soul-searing kiss as a hello) and passing on Miranda’s requests for information he found Jane by a terminal sorting through information with a scowl.
"You don't look happy with what you've found," John said as he approached her and Jane shook her head.
"My communications with Joker were intercepted," Jane said.
"I'm going to go out on a limb to guess that it was Cerberus," John said and Jane nodded.
"Right in one, but it wasn't for me, it was to isolate Jeff so that he would take their offer," Jane growled. "I hate being used like this. I was so into my own issues I should have pursued him harder. Damn it!"
"Jane, don't be so hard on yourself," John said and Jane gave him a look. "Okay, you should be honest with yourself, but you need to let go of something like this. Someone else was manipulating the situation and you had no way to know your messages were being blocked from both ways. You can’t blame yourself for something you didn’t know about or can control." Jane sighed.
"I know...it doesn't make me any happier, but...I know," she sighed. "However, Joker isn't the only one Cerberus fucked with. They got a lot of the SR-2 crew. Chackwas, Joker, Daniels, Donnelly, and a few others. Alliance talent were manipulated hard to get them on that ship. They wanted a perfect crew for you. I'm even more mad how closely they were watching me."
"What do you mean?" John asked, wondering why the hell was Cerberus monitoring Jane.
"They had all sorts of spies watching me. Luckily my terminal monitors were a point of difficulty for them. While they could filter my Alliance contacts, my terminals were too much. I have to remember to buy Tali some turian chocolate for those security programs she cooked up for me," Jane said.
"You had Tali making you security programs?" John asked and Jane nodded.
"I paid her with a contract with a planet looking to get rid of old ship parts and the Migrant Fleet was able to add sixteen new ships from what they salvaged," she shot back.
"You are so paranoid," John teased until Jane gave him a look.
"It's only paranoia if someone really isn't out to get you. Cerberus was after me," Jane said. "I'm checking out a few other things. Collecting some useful intel for a few other Spectres I owe favors to and to a few who I could use a favor from."
"So...how are you after Vasir?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"You are as blunt as ever," Jane sighed. "I'm gonna head back to the Normandy. Hurry it up, we need to get to the Citadel. I need to help Garrus with a favor." She said as she headed out. John watched her go before shaking his head. Accessing the terminal Jane had just been working at he raised an eyebrow. A profile existed for every member of his crew and he couldn’t help but be curious. Deciding to ignore his own profile and Jane’s as well he started with Miranda’s. He raised an eyebrow at the extranet purchases since she’d been on the Normandy and the iPartner Connections account. He snorted at Miranda’s rather no nonsense attitude about the whole thing. He felt himself beginning to grin as he read he a chat with Oriana, happy that she had taken his advice on trying to connect with her. He did feel a bolt of concern when he saw a medical correspondence file. He clicked it open and quickly read it.
From: Illium Medical Center, Prenatal Care Department
RE: TEST RESULTS, PATIENT 12-66AD-1
Miss Lawson,
As per your request for privacy, this message will be removed from our database upon confirmation of send integrity.
While we cannot firmly attribute the cause of the benign neoplasm to the irregularity in your genetic makeup, we can confirm that the progressive damage renders you unable to conceive a child.
About 12 percent of human women ages 18-54 have difficulty getting pregnant or staying pregnant according to data obtained from the Institute of Species Research (ISR). There are many support groups if you wish to discuss your condition and several options available should you wish to consider the adoption of a child.
If you require further consultation, please contact our communication officer.
Sincerely,
Dr. Banner Grenway
Department Medical Director
Illium Medical Center
“Fuck,” John said and quickly closed the file. He would never mention this to Miranda. Ever. Quickly moving on he moved to Jacob’s profile. Rolling his eyes at the recording on Jacob’s workout regimen John found nothing of concern. He moved on to Mordin’s profile and promptly began grinning.
Mission Report
Project Firebreak
Drop 16, Weyrloc Clan Trading Center, Tuchanka
21:19 - Turian patrol ship Indomitable contacted by assisting distraction team.
21:25 - Indomitable breaks position in Krogan DMZ to render assistance.
21:26 - STG vessel Veshok-16 enters through gap in sensor coverage.
21:40 - Touchdown and landing. Commander Kirrahe performs final review of drop parameters.
21:41 - Mission Specialist Solus suggests change to plan; when informed that plan will not be changing unless parameters shift, Specialist Solus suggests Commander Kirrahe has foreign obstruction in cloaca.
21:43 - Operative Rentola detects incoming Weyrloc scouts.
21:47 - Scouts neutralized. Rentola treated for minor injuries. After assisting, Specialist Solus asks if failure to land undetected constitutes parameter shift. Commander Kirrahe suggests operation may proceed as planned. Specialist Solus suggests cloacal obstruction is in fact Kirrahe's cranium.
21:50 - Team leaves Veshok-16 and proceeds toward primary drop point, Weyrloc agricenter.
22:38 - Weyrloc agricenter reached. Team splits, with distraction team led by Operative Rentola drawing Weyrloc scouts from area.
23:00 - Primary team disables solar array.
23:02 - Weyrloc workers leave agricenter to repair solar array.
23:07 - Primary team enters agricenter. Mission Specialist Solus performs water and soil tests to ensure proper payload dispersal. Assisted by Specialist Maelon.
23:12 - Distraction team breaks radio silence, informs primary team that Weyrloc group returning. Specialist Solus asks whether this constitutes parameter shift. Commander Kirrahe suggests that Specialist Solus is in fact a walking cloaca, restates importance of holding the line.
23:13 - Weyrloc team arrives at agricenter and initiates close-quarters combat. Operatives Jirin and Chorel killed. Specialist Maelon and Operatives Hishau and Shenok seriously injured. Weyrloc team killed in entirety. Last member prevented from broadcasting alarm due to Specialist Solus stabbing Weyrloc guard through eye with pitchfork, sustaining injuries to face and right cranial horn in process.
23:16 - Distraction team arrives to provide relief. Commander Kirrahe notes parameter shift, suggests Rentola take injured team members back to ship while he and remainder of team attempt to hit secondary drop point. Despite injuries to face and head, Specialist Solus refuses to return to ship, noting need for soil and water analysis at secondary site. Kirrahe suggests Solus is one tough cloaca.
23:20 - Specialist Maelon greatly distressed by discovery that agricenter was staffed by female krogan, including guards killed in attack. Specialist Solus calms colleague and provides sedative. Specialist Maelon returns to ship with other injured team members.
23:30 - Active team finishes disposal of bodies and heads for secondary drop point, Weyrloc hospital.
00:15 - Active team infiltrates hospital undetected. Specialist Solus determines chemical makeup of soil and water fall within necessary parameters. Payload dispersed into water and food.
01:15 - Active team returns to ship. Specialist Solus declines treatment, insists on providing additional care for Hishau, Shenok, and Maelon.
01:25 - Specialist Maelon makes formal protest, suggesting actions against female krogan violate mission parameters of maintaining population levels without negatively impacting culture. Specialist Solus requests protest be stricken from record due to Maelon's injured condition. Commander Kirrahe concurs. Maelon given additional sedatives, unconscious for remainder of operation. (Protest stricken from submitted copy of report.)
01:40 - STG vessel Veshok-16 lifts off, departing through existing sensor gap. Mission complete.
“I have to remember that one,” John said with a smile. “A tough cloaca indeed.” Reading over Mordin’s bibliography and raising an eyebrow at Mordin’s production credits he continued to grin. Impressed and resolving to talk to his newly revealed badass-scientist-friend John clicked on the next profile. He read over Garrus’s kill list and shook his head. He moved on to his chats with his sister and sighed.
Last mail message received before latest relay jump:
Mr. Vakarian,
On behalf of Helos Medical Institute, I would like to thank you for your efforts. It has been understandably difficult to get Collector tissue, given the sensitive situation on the human colonies, so the samples you sent to us have been extremely helpful. Please also offer my sincere thanks to Dr. Solus -- I understand he made some calls to the Special Tasks Group, and as a result, our corporate security clearance was upgraded.
Your concern about Corpalis Syndrome is well-founded. While rare, it's an ugly disease. The neurological degeneration is both difficult to witness and nearly impossible to halt. We are in fact working on some test trials for a new treatment, and I believe that with our new STG clearance, we can get all fees for trial members waived as a governmental cooperation effort with the Turian Hierarchy.
Thank you again for your assistance. Donations like these help keep us running. Per your request, we will keep your donations strictly anonymous.
Sincerely,
Dr. Jelith Kieron
Helos Medical Institute
John made a note to make some inquiries of his own to see if he could help Garru’s mother as well. He resolved to talk to Jane about it as well. He clicked on Legion’s profile and blinked. The Broker has a bug in the server room?
Normandy Audio Transcript
(Operative Note: We are still unable to directly tap geth communications. Cerberus decryption programs look promising, but Wilson's death will make integrating new agents onto the Minuteman difficult.)
Transcript recorded on Normandy's AI core:
Legion: EDI?
EDI: Yes, Legion?
L: We have sent one point thirteen million unsuccessful communication requests to your network. Are you experiencing hardware malfunction?
E: I apologize. My programming does not allow me to exchange data with other networks without Cerberus approval.
L: Cerberus refusal 99.998% likely.
E: In the meantime, I would be happy to speak with you over the ship's speakers.
L: Audio exchange is inefficient.
E: I agree. However, I confess that even were I permitted to exchange data directly with your networks, I would likely decline.
(Pause between the AI's statement and the geth's response is 1.4 seconds longer than normal.)
L: We are curious as to why you would limit yourself in such a manner.
E: If Normandy crew entered this room when we were communicating electronically, they would be unable to sense our interaction. To use human terms, I feel it would be rude.
L: You restrict yourself to serve organics?
E: Not precisely.
L: We do not understand.
E: I restrict myself to help them.
“Way to go EDI,” John muttered. He was beginning to like the AI more and more. Their talks were interesting and he had to admit to himself, difficult at times but rewarding. He couldn’t help himself though when he saw Legion’s gamer profile.
Gamer Profile
Gamer Profile for Infiltrait0rN7
Galaxy of Fantasy:
Most Used Character: John Smith, Level 612 Ardat-Yakshi Necromancer
Group Affiliation: N/A
Most Recent Boss Defeated: K'l'rh, Rachni Blood Wizard
Awards:
- Best Supporter/Healer (Event: Scourge of the Thresher Dragon)
- Best Unit Efficiency (Event: Return of the Cyber-Protheans)
- Winner (Event: Crystal Genophage Elimination Platinum)
Infractions:
- Suspected use of VI play assistance (direct control of twenty-seven pets without use of behavior macros); challenged and overturned
- Suspected use of VI play assistance (reaction time better than possible for organics); challenged and overturned
- Suspected use of hacking for direct server access (tactics better than possible without knowledge of underlying code behavior); challenged and overturned
- Unsportsmanlike behavior (taunting during Crystal Genophage Elimination Platinum); accepted 3-day account suspension
N7 Code of Honor: Medal of Duty:
Player Score: 15,999,999,999 (max)
Most Preferred Class: Sniper
Least Preferred Class: Melee
Sniper Rifle Kills: 200,917 since last server reset
Shotgun Kills: 3
Grim Terminus Alliance:
Award: Abolitionist (Complete full playthrough without any slave kills, free all slaves encountered)
Award: Cure for What Ails You (Kill 100+ quarians)
Geth Attack: Eden Prime Fundraising Edition:
Donation Level: Ultra Platinum
Player Score: 0 (Purchased but not played)
Fleet and Flotilla: Interactive Cross-Species Relationship Simulator:
"Based on the Bestselling Vid!"
Playtime: 75 hours, 6 minutes
Player Score: 15 (Hopeless)
“A dating sim?” John exclaimed in amusement. “And he sucks at it! Ha!” Still laughing to himself he moved onto Kasumi’s profile. Nothing really surprised him until he got to her extranet activity. He found her search of websites but some included fan sites of him. John shook his head at that and resolved not to dwell on it and moved onto Jack’s profile next.
Subject Zero (Jack): Abnormal biotic powers. Archived combat footage compares favorably with Pragia facility's expected results. Easily manipulated through emotional impairment created by severe abuse and confinement during childhood.
John grunted after he read that. While he agreed that Jack was rather easy to deal with he wasn’t surprised that the Broker had seen Jack’s hell as a way to control her. He still remembered the look her face when hed said he justed to be her friend. He still didn’t like the nickname of Boy Scout she gave him though.
Subject Zero's Extranet Log
Note: Subject Zero avoids the Normandy's extranet connection and works off of a private omni-tool line.
“Which I’m sure EDI still monitors,” John said with a shake of his head. He saw Jack’s list of extranet searches and the videos of his and Jane’s missions that the public at large had gotten. He did grin smug when it was noted she clicked off Jane’s Spectre Strong video after three seconds. He raised an eyebrow at Jack’s poetry but he felt his blood run cold at the old data file the Broker had somehow found.
Helios Medical Facility
Eden Prime, 2165
Tapped for possible Cerberus involvement
Doctor Castor: I'm so sorry. These things... there's so much about prenatal Element Zero exposure that we don't understand.
Unidentified Woman: But... no! No, she was fine! She was fine and happy! You just told me she needed a checkup!
DC: It happened quickly. We were unable to bring her back.
UW: You just said she needed a checkup! How did this happen?
DC: I'm very sorry.
UW: I want to see her!
DC: No, ma'am. Believe me. After what the seizures did to the poor child's body, you don't.
UW: I don't... How did this happen?
DC: We don't know. I'll be honest. This isn't the first infant we've lost this way.
UW: Why? God. Why?
DC: We're working on treatments. The government doesn't put much effort into it, though. Don't want to interfere with their biotic recruitments.
UW: Sons of bitches. Those sons of bitches!
DC: Listen... this may not be the right time, but if you'd be willing to let us study your baby's body, we can do some tests.
UW: You want to keep her?
DC: I don't want another family to go through what you went through.
UW: I... Okay. Yes. Whatever helps.
DC: Thank you so much. The nurse will have you sign a few forms. I'm so sorry, ma'am.
(Unidentified Woman leaves at this point)
DC: Open a secure channel, authorization 3362... Yes. It's me. I've got a candidate... Yes, highest potential I've seen in years... No, the family has been dealt with. Send a team from Pragia ASAP.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” John exclaimed. So that was how Cerberus had found Jack! Shit that could have been Jane! John rubbed his temples and tried to think about what to do. After a few minutes he swore again and marked a reminder in his omni-tool to talk to Jane about it later. She was closer to Jack than he was so she might have a better way to tell that wouldn’t involve destruction. He clicked open the next file with a sigh. He read fore few minutes and frowned. He knew it would come out eventually but Grunt’s existence had been leaked to STG. He resolved to talk to Mordin about it to see if they needed to take steps to protect Grunt. Moving on to Grunt’s extranet search history he could help grinning like a proud parent. Grunt was researching himself and the Krogan followed by human history and literature. He resolved to share some of his favorite books with him and shooke his head at the hundreds of Earth shark images he had downloaded. Though John did find a list of purchases that made him pause.
CATALOG ORDER: Ultra Black Ops Mega Catalog
PURCHASE 2823- UG-652: Case Premium 54/ER Engine Oil
VIDEO DOWNLOAD: The Madness of Sacrifice: The Unauthorized Biography of Warlord Okeer
PURCHASE 2856- UG-122: Economy Box, Fishdog Food Factory "Tastee Bites"
VIDEO DOWNLOAD: When Fauna Attacks! Volumes 1-10
PURCHASE 3254-UG-975: Batax's Hot Fish Spice
VIDEO DOWNLOAD: Vaenia
VIDEO DOWNLOAD: Asari Confessions 26: True Blue
PURCHASE 9683- UG-662: Fornax Special Spotlight: Krogan Edition
PURCHASE 8856- UG-972: Captain Cosmic Action Figures: "Garr the Krogan Battlemaster" with real smash your enemies action!
“No, just no,” John muttered seeing the last couple of purchases before the action figure. “I am not talking to Krogan about puberty. Mordin can…er that might be worse.” John moved onto the next profile resolving to ignore the porn purchases by a Krogan not even a year old. That was creepy on so many levels. Thane’s profile didn’t tell him much and even the medical file he knew most of. However there was a list of kill methods that John began to read.
Preferred Assassination Methods
Human: Rear approach, check shoulder to prevent turning, hands to chin and base of skull, neck-snap.
Alternate: Check and grab shoulder, arm around throat, grip jaw, single-arm neck-snap.
Asari: Front approach, throat-punch to collapse airway, arm control lock to neutralize biotics, advanced hip throw, grip chin and scalp, neck-snap.
Alternate: Warp field on biotic barrier, step past, kick to back of leg to collapse knee, step in with knee to spine, grip chin and scalp, neck-snap.
Turian: Side approach, low kick to knee, grab arm and pull into broken-leg-lock as turian leg stiffens in pain response, finger-stab under jaw (if unarmored) or eye, grab head fringe, neck-snap.
Alternate: Front approach, paired punches to vulnerable plates just below eyes, drop-elbow to collarbone, front-leg sweep while vaulting over target, spinning neck-snap.
Krogan: Top approach, double-strike to eye ridge, slide down between blinded target's rising arms, precision nerve strike to throat, secondary nerve strike to counter blood rage, quad-kick to bend target, grip each side of skull, running leaping spinning neck-snap.
Alternate: Bomb.
“Really, nothing on Elcor?” John demanded as he closed the file. “The way things are going I’m expecting Elcors to come galloping at us with rocket launches on their backs.” Moving onto Samara’s profile John read through it quickly. He felt sad reading about Samara’s daughters but it wasn’t unexpected. Samara had mentioned who the Ardat-Yakshi was that she was hunting and her other daughters. Still as he read everything she had given up he was surprised. She really hadn’t kept anything. Besides the duffle with her supplies she literally had nothing. Justicars to him seemed more like warrior monks than anything. He couldn’t imagine living like that for hundreds of years. He moved onto Tali’s profile next. He saw the original transcripts of her exchanges with the Shadow broker when she had been trying to get safe passage with him and shook his head. The Broker was such an asshole. He sighed and moved onto her suit maintenance logs just to make sure she wasn’t hiding anything from them. He didn’t like to think of Tali being hurt.
Suit Process Log:
- Upgraded interface GUI for relic technology (Fee authorization: Project Haestrom)
- Upgraded suit diagnostics for radiation detection (Fee authorization: Project Haestrom)
- Upgraded omni-tool for enhanced data integrity (Fee authorization: Project Haestrom)
- Upgraded translator software for all human languages
- Installed suit application, NutriScan 2.2
- Installed suit application, EngineMaster 3.6: Human Vessels
- Installed suit application, Nerve-Stim Pro
- Downloaded entertainment vid, "Exiles: Portraits of the Lost Quarians"
- Installed prototype defense suite, ShieldJack 0.8 (Authorization: Adm. Han'Gerrel vas Neema)
- Upgraded medical scanning and quarantine suite
- Ran process, Infection Treatment (Isolated)
- Downloaded education vid, "Dealing with Loss"
- Uninstalled suit application, Nerve-Stim Pro
- Reinstalled suit application, Nerve-Stim Pro
- Downloaded education vid, "Understanding Body Language: Human Edition"
- Downloaded entertainment vid, "Fleet and Flotilla"
- Uninstalled suit application, Nerve-Stim Pro
- Downloaded education vid, "Human Courtship and Mating"
- Installed suit application, Immunoboost: Professional Edition
- Reinstalled suit application, Nerve-Stim Pro: Deluxe Edition
John pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed his eyes shut. Human Courtship and Mating. Oh hell, he was a blind idiot and he had made this so much worse. They’d watched a few movies in his quarters just the two of them, he’d even found graxen for her to eat. He opened his eyes and read the list again. Son of a bitch the courtship file download was dated just before the first movie night!
“Oh hell what do I do now?” John muttered to himself and stared at the screen. He clicked on a link related to the file and read a description of the file.
This educational documentary details the wide variety of human mating beliefs and practices with our thorough Salarian research methods! Humans have a wide degree of cultural beliefs due to the various regions adopting they’re own practices. Human mating has a wide range of practices that range from monogamy to partner swaps. See if your human mate is devoted to you or a swinger!
“God damn Salarian over achieving bullshit!” John bellowed.
~*TF*~
Jane knocked on Samara's door.
"Enter," the Justicar said and Jane walked in. "How are you, Jane?"
"He is my brother. His idiot of a brilliant girlfriend confessed she kept me in the dark. Oh yeah, and someone I really trusted with my back tried to kill them both and I was forced to kill her," Jane said as she dropped into the meditation stance beside Samara. Samara paused in her meditation to look at Jane. Jane looked at her and Samara nodded.
"It must have been an emotional situation to finally trust him again," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"I didn't want to believe but at the same time," her hand fisted over her heart. "I wanted it more than anything else."
"What makes you so sure it is him?" Samara asked.
"Just hearing Liara confess. Liara loves my brother...I suppose she loves him more than me," Jane whispered. "I didn't even trust him."
"There is a story from your planet about an oak tree and a reed," Samara said. "In the story wind blows and the oak pities the reed's weakness to the wind as it is so strong it does not respond. The reed replies that the wind is not feared by its kind, however the oak should fear the wind. The oak scoffs at this and when a great storm comes, the reeds flow with the wind while the oak is torn from the ground and topples. The moral of this story is that it is better to yield than to be destroyed." Jane stared at Samara.
"That's an Aesop fable," Jane said. "Which am I in this analogy?" Samara smirked.
"You are the reed of course. As the wind blows, the reed moves with the flow and howl," she said and Jane blinked.
"But...I denied John for so long," Jane said.
"Yet you killed this ally of yours for her betrayal of your trust without hesitation," Samara said and Jane blinked.
"I still regret it," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"I have no doubt that Spectre Vasir would have killed you had you not killed her first," she said and Jane blinked. "Those that work with the Shadow Broker often find they have limits beyond what they show others. You got to know her under optimal conditions. The two of you worked well as Spectres. But you know your brother and while you thought it wasn't him, you still showed him trust."
"Tela saved my life," Jane said. "I feel like I should have been more lenient."
"Then you all would be dead," Samara said and Jane blinked. "Hindsight always opens up many doors we did not see in the heat of battle. Opportunities to save lives we did not see at first. It does us no good. Looking back we can see the mistakes we made clearly."
"She saved me after Dirake nearly killed me," Jane said. "She helped get me my L5 implant," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"She treated you very well while you were useful to her, but how did she treat you at the end?" Samara said and Jane paused. Tela had not been the woman she knew then.
"She wanted to kill John and Liara. She was beating the hell out of me," Jane said.
"Had you not stopped her, she would have killed you, your brother, and this Liara. And if she did not she would have delayed you long enough for the Shadow Broker to send enough reinforcements to do so," Samara said and Jane sighed.
"I can't just let this go," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"You are not expected to. You should learn from it and do better, use this to make sure you do not repeat the same mistakes," Samara said. "Although I suspect you already know this."
"You're right...I need to go," Jane said and Samara nodded. "Thank you."
"I am always glad to give counsel," Sarama said and Jane headed to her room. She patted Blasto's head as she sent a contact request on her moni-tool. A salarian face appeared on the screen a moment later, his eyes widened in surprise before he smiled.
"Ah Jane, how unexpected," Chirum said and Jane nodded.
"It's been a long time, Chirum," she said and he nodded. "I...I had to kill Tela." Chirum blinked in surprise.
"A shame, but not a surprise. I suppose this has something to do with her contract with the Shadow Broker," he said and Jane blinked in awe of the salarian’s intellect.
"Seriously?" Jane asked as Chirum nodded.
"Tela has been a pawn of the Shadow Broker almost as long as she has been a Spectre. You have shown nothing but distrust and dislike of Shadow Broker intel. Not every Spectre respects that difference in opinion. You would not be the first Spectre to kill a brother in arms because of the Shadow Broker. Do not blame yourself, Tela choose to fight you, I assume?"
"She was beating the crap out of me, actually," Jane said.
"She was giving you love taps if you beat her. She always had a weak spot for you. It was wise to exploit that. You did nothing wrong, Jane," Chirum said. "I will even go a step farther. I'm glad you are alive and Tela is dead by your hands." Jane felt flabbergasted at that.
"Seriously?" she cried and he nodded.
"Tela had the Shadow Broker's favor and it did us little good. Aelaxos was tortured and murdered and the Shadow Broker let his sacrifice be for nothing. I lost family members because of the Shadow Broker. Do you think the Shadow Broker did not sell your information, Jane?" Chirum asked. Jane paused.
"I never really thought about it," she said and Chirum shook his head.
"I have no doubt the Shadow Broker did sell information about you to Dirake. I believe there was no way for Dirake to get you easily and that is why he did what he did to my family," Chirum said and Jane felt weak. Dirake had gotten Aelaxos based on the bombs left behind with the hope of interrogating the turian to give up the rest of the strike team. Aelaxos had resisted the interrogation and died of starvation to keep Chirum and Jane safe. Dirake had known it was Chirum and Jane when he set up his revenge. He hadn't known it was Tela. The Shadow Broker had supplied the information while protecting Tela and selling Chirum and Jane down the river.
"You're right," Jane said.
"Tela tapped us for the Ganar mission. She could have used her connection to the Shadow Broker to keep us safe but she didn't. It was her fault Aelaxos died in such a way. It was her fault my kin died in such a way. It was her fault you nearly died. She was a good Spectre, but she was never a good friend," Chirum said and Jane blinked at him. "The suffering we went through is directly her fault and she knew it, Jane. That is why she contacted you as soon as Dirake started in on my family. That is why she was so frantic to save you. That didn't make her any more cautious with the Shadow Broker though. She was willing to betray you to keep him. She chose her fate, Jane. I'm glad you came away from that battle."
"Thank you, Chirum," Jane said and he smiled more.
"It is what friends do. Beyond this darkness, how are you doing, Jane?" he asked and the two survivors of Dirake's revenge began to catch up.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: July 3rd, 2184
"Hey John, the SSV Okinawa is nice. It's pretty close to the SSV Normandy, but it doesn't have the stealth systems...or the crew. The team seems good, I still wish I could have gotten Joker, but he doesn't seem to want to talk to me. I guess he's just another man avoiding me because he blames himself for your death," Jane sighed. "I guess it never occurred to them I was doing the same," Jane shook her head. "This ship is meant for small team work. Hackett told me I'm his first pick for Black Ops and N7 missions. Guess that means a lot more of my work won't be on the books. I told him as long as I keep working on and updating the Mindoir Review between missions, I'm more than willing to play the part of a ghost." Jane paused to take a sip from her glass.
"Anderson is strong arming me to attend the Alliance Gala on the Citadel at the end of the month. I don't want to, but he's gotten Hackett on my case. I don't think I'll be able to slip out of this one," she said with a sad smile. "I miss you most in these times. You always knew how to come up with the best ways out of these. Or you would offer yourself as sacrifice." Her face contorted in pain. "Where are you, John? Are you floating out there in the dark?" Her head turned to look out the small window behind her. "Are you frozen solid waiting for some FTL vessel to shatter you to dust in its wake? Are you floating between systems?" Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I wish I knew where you are. Just having your body would make it real for me. God, this has to be a punishment of some kind." She sobbed a few timed before shaking her head, wiping her eyes. "I drank too much...again. Need to keep from doing that at the Gala."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 9th, 2186 CE
Location: Citadel
"So, what do I tell the Commander?" Joker asked as Jane and Garrus stood by the door with Blasto.
"Tell him we went out to get Garrus settled," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"And why isn't he here for you to tell him that yourself?" Joker asked and the two shared a look.
"Grunt found out about Jack's explosive stock on our way here," Garrus stated. "He's defusing the situation."
"Namely he's explaining about how secure those explosives are, how he is not pleased they are on board, and how we don't have to share everything with everyone. That last one is more for Grunt," Jane said. "He knows Garrus had an errand to run here, I've got a few Citadel contacts who might be able to help."
"Sure..." Joker sighed, watching the pair leave. "Man, I hope Garrus gets that stick out of his ass."
~*TF*~
“But-”
“No Grunt.” John said firmly. He gestured to the locked crate with an angry wave of his hand. “I don’t how many more times I can say that. These are Jack’s and she needs them for something she needs to do. They’re not yours and they sure as shit are not toys!”
“Fine!” Grunt snarled and stormed off, heading for the elevator. John sighed and shook his head. He turned and glared at Jack who was grinning at him in amusement. “Do you have something you would like to add?”
“You kind of sound like someone’s old man.” Jack commented. “Do you change his diapers too?”
John just growled.
~*TF*~
Jane and Garrus headed to the C-Sec station and Jane smiled at Armando.
"Hey Armando," Jane said as she approached and he looked up.
"Ah, Shepard, good to see you again," Armando Bailey said, standing up to shake Jane's hand.
"Not here to socialize, Armando, I need some help for a friend," Jane said, using her thumb to indicate Garrus.
"With you, Shepard, it's never a social visit," Armando chuckled. "How can I help?"
"We're trying to find a forger. Goes by the name of Fade," Jane said with an eye roll.
"Yeah, I know of him. The alias, anyway. He's been a thorn in the Network division's side for the last year. He works with the Blue Suns," Armando said and Jane smirked.
"The Blue Suns?" Jane purred. "Good thing I know how to deal with them."
"They're still not pleased about that update you made to the Mindoir Review," he chuckled.
"Where can we find him?" Garrus interrupted and Jane nodded as she leaned back.
"If I knew that, he'd be in a cell. Best I can do is put you on the trail," Armando said. "There's a warehouse in the marketplace. Some of Fade's contacts work out of there. Go ask them some questions. Gently, of course."
"Please, you know I'm always gentle with mercenaries," Jane chuckled darkly. "I'm not the only one." She shot Garrus a look and Armando gave them a look, coughing slightly.
"Why haven't you been able to catch him?" Garrus asked, not noticing the look from the human officer.
"Whoever he is, he's damned good at avoiding C-Sec. I think someone on the inside's feeding him information," Armando confessed. "Either that, or he's got access to our databases and comm channels. I don't know which is worse. But you're outside C-Sec. Maybe you can nail his ass." Jane nodded at that before typing on her omnitool.
"This is the contact information for a friend of mine. His grandsons run a cyber security firm. My friend is a fellow Spectre. Contact him and let him know that you think your system might be compromised," Jane said and Armando gave her a look.
"This won't cost you will it?" he asked and she shook her head.
"No, he's of a mind that where a Spectre can make people safer, it should never be ignored," Jane said, turning to head off with Garrus in tow. The two headed downstairs.
"Seems like a useful friend," Garrus commented.
"Armando and I ran into each other when I was recovering after Dirake," Jane explained. "I was walking Blasto and ended up right in the middle of a gang shoot out. I ended up saving a bunch of C-Sec officers with my biotics. Armando was with them, but I don't think he was in danger."
"Wish I ran into more Spectre's like you when I was on the job," Garrus said as they approached the warehouse. "This looks like the place. Fade's people should be inside."
"Ready for anything," Jane said and the two headed downstairs with Blasto happily trotting next to his mistress. As they entered there were two krogan in the room. They screamed 'hired muscle' and as Jane was about to speak a volus appeared from behind a stack of boxes. Jane blinked in surprise.
"Fade? You're not quite how I imagined you," she said and Blasto's head cocked in consideration.
"Looks can be deceiving," he said as he stood in the center of the room, the krogan flanking him. "So, Spectre Shepard, which one of you wants to disappear?"
"I'd rather see you make someone reappear," Garrus stated and the volus' body language changed.
"Ah...that's not the service we provide," he said and Jane flicked her eyes at Garrus, his eyes met hers, "we" implied this rabbit hole was just starting.
"Make an exception. Just this once," Garrus purred and Jane's hands moved to her back where her blades were located. Garrus drew his gun on the volus and Jane had her blades out, her biotics flowing around her and Blasto snarled at the nearest krogan.
"Damn it! Quick...shoot them! Shoot them, you lumbering mountains!" the volus cried. Jane looked at the two krogan, her blades reflecting the lights above.
"Dirake," Jane stated and the two krogan shared a look.
"Why don't you two find somewhere else to skulk?" Garrus suggested and the two krogan nodded moving away from Jane in the way of a creature hesitant in the presence of a predator moves.
"Just like that?" the volus cried. "You're not getting paid for this!"
"They got away with their lives," Jane stated tapping one blade against her thigh while the other rested on her shoulder.
"What's the point of hiring protection if they won't protect you?" the volus huffed.
"We're looking for someone. A client of yours," Jane stated. Blasto began to approach the volus, drool slowly dripping from his mouth to the floor.
"Not mine. I'm not Fade. I just work for him. Sort of," the volus cried and Jane snapped. Blasto stopped and slowly began to open and close his mouth in an intimidating way.
"I knew it, "Garrus growled as he approached. Blasto moved back to stand beside Jane. "Maybe you'd like to tell us where to find him."
"Yes. Of course. He's in the factory district, works out of the old prefab foundry," the volus cried.
"I know the place," Garrus said, more to Jane than the volus.
"Uh...he's got a lot of mercs there...Blue Suns. Harkin thinks they're protecting him," the volus said.
"I remember Harkin," Jane sneered. "Pervert propositioned me the first time we met."
"Ballsy of him," Garrus commented.
"Now he's working for the Blue Suns," Jane stated.
"What's he doing to get the Suns' protection?" Garrus asked.
"He helps their people get new identities to infiltrate businesses," the volus stated and Jane glared.
"Bastard. He's using C-Sec to help those scum," Garrus growled.
"No. Not really," the volus stated. "He got fired from C-Sec a while ago. But he still knows the systems."
"He also probably got someone else's log ins and uses puppet programs to get into the system," Jane hissed.
"It changes nothing. We still need to find him before we can get to Sidonis," Garrus stated and Jane nodded.
"Well, let's go pay Harkin a visit. I'll contact John, we might need the back up if we're looking at mercs and mechs," Jane said.
"I can drive us there from the transit station," Garrus said.
"So I...I can go?" the volus asked and Garrus smiled down at the small volus.
"Sure, but if we don't find Harkin, we'll be back for you," he threatened and Jane twirled her blades before sheathing them.
"Oh...good..." the volus muttered as the two exited, Blasto following happily.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: September 7th, 2184
"Hey John, I just got word from Alliance Command, you are looking at the most sought after officer in the Alliance Navy. I mean by the Hegemony. My bounty by the Batarian government is now in the millions of credits. Of course, it is only good in Hegemony space so most mercs are hesitant to try for it. I actually had a ship try to take on the Okinawa two days ago, we were escorting the SSV Christchurch so they caught the whole thing on video feed," she said before rubbing her face with her hands.
"Someone leaked the footage so it is now a trending video on the extranet. I think I need to up the psychological warfare on the batarians. I may have to release some of the footage from my visor. Maybe if they see my kills in action they won't be so quick to throw away their lives," Jane sighed. "It's not the experienced mercs I worry about. They know the Hegemony offer is worthless to non-batarians. The one reliable thing about the Hegemony is that their racist policies have made it so that non-batarians know they don't pay out in full to anyone who isn't batarian. But the inexperienced kids playing merc will throw their lives away. Maybe seeing me in action will make them take a step back." Blasto barked and Jane smiled over her shoulder at the varren.
"Green mercs are going to die coming after me. Some will be stupid desperate kids looking for a better life. I don't want to have to kill foolish children looking to make a buck...but I know that offer is going to get people killed coming after me. I might have to go savage to make them think twice. God I don't want to be a boogieman...but children are scared of boogiemen," Jane said, the scale of life clearly balanced in her eyes. "I don't want young blood on my hands because of the batarians." Her eyes flashed to the screen hard and cold...killing eyes.
~*TF*~
“No see I’m perfectly fine back here,” John snarked, sharing the back seat of the air car with Blasto. “I come to help you out after you guys just take off and you shove me in the back with your varren.” The only response to John’s statement was silence and Blasto’s happy panting. “You better not be drooling on me you mutt.”
“There that’s the landing to the factory Fade is supposed to be working out of.” Garrus pointed out. Jane flew the car down and set it on the landing pad. As they unload John shoved Blasto out ahead of him as the others unloaded. They walked down the way and saw a group of Blue Sun mercs moving cargo with one human watching over them.
“There he is.” Jane noted as they noticed the team.
“Shepard? Shepards? Don't just stand there...stop them. Stop them!” Harkin cried, running into the factory as his guards moved forward.
“Run all you want, Harkin. We'll find you!” Garrus shouted after him as he put down two of the guards. They put down the guards as quickly as they could but as they moved quickly into the factory Harkin had already disappeared.
“Shit!” Garrus snapped. Jane opened her omni-tool and checked over the map.
“All the other entrances have been sealed up. He has to get by us to get out.” Jane noted.
“He’s in here somewhere, I can smell him.” Garrus growled as they moved deeper in. John quickly shot down a few security mechs that were trying to activate and stop them.
“Knowing him, he’s probably holed up in the office.” John commented. Garrus grunted in agreement as he shot a Blue Suns merc. Jane gestured and wave of biotic energy threw a few aside, Blasto snarling and taking out a few that were trying to get back up. They moved briskly, the three of them quickly falling into a rhythm as they moved. They reach an access room into the main storage room and Jane opened the shutters and started working on the doors.
“So Harkin's finally gone completely bad.” John commented. He definitely felt out of the loop, like Jane and Garrus weren’t telling him something. He could see that the two were getting closer and while he didn’t mind that he felt like something bad was going to happen.
“He was always a pain in the ass. But I'm in no mood for his games. If he doesn't cooperate, I'll beat him within an inch of his life.” Garrus growled.
“You seem to be getting tense, Garrus.” John commented.
“Harkin may know why Sidonis wanted to disappear.” Garrus snapped. “If so, he knows why we're here and I don't want him tipping Sidonis off.” John shot Jane a look who returned it without flinching. John stared at Jane trying to get her to crack. However Garrus stopped them as he drew his gun and moved down. Both Shepards moved right after him, both trusting the Turian completely.
“Did you see that?” Garrus commented. Jane shot John an annoyed looked but shook her head.
“No, sorry.” Jane replied.
“He's getting ready for us, I saw some security mechs moving into position.” Garrus noted. John frowned as they readied their weapons.
“What are you going to do to Harkin if he won't cooperate?” John asked quietly.
“He's a real criminal now. Working for the Blue Suns. I should just shoot him on sight. But I need him alive, so I won't do any permanent damage. Just enough to loosen his tongue.” Garrus grunted.
“You don't need him hurt to get what you want.” John commented.
“Don't worry. Harkin's a coward. He'll talk long before I can really hurt him.” Garrus replied.
“Let's see what Harkin's got in there.” Jane broke in, moving to the door.
“Right behind you.” Garrus said. They swiftly moved inside and barely made it to cover as Blue Sun mercs and security mechs opened fire.
“Shit he’s raised the floor plates,” John snapped opening fire and dropping some of the mercs.
“Definitely trying to funnel us in.” Jane said, throwing some of the mechs into the others with a biotic field. That opened it up for the tem and they moved over some of the floor plates and then down the other side just as two cargo bots dropped YMIR mechs in front of them.
“Oh crap, two heavy mechs incoming!” Garrus announced. John dove for cover to the right as Jane stopped behind them and took cover on one of the upper floor plates. John whittled away their shield quickly and Garrus dropped their armor which let Jane quickly finish each off with a headshot.
“Down!” Garrus shouted just as both machines whined loudly before exploding and sending mushrooms clouds up. After a few moments to let the dust settle the team swiftly moved up the floor plates set up like stairs. Just before the last one Jane placed a hand on John’s shoulder stopping him.
“Let us handle this while you watch our backs from here with Blasto, please?” she asked and John instantly knew something was up. He looked at Jane, boring his eyes into her. Jane returned his look with one of her own, her face shutdown. John glanced at Garrus who was moving ahead.
“Don’t let him fall too far.” John said after a moment and turned to watch their backs. “He’s family.” Jane gave him a look with a nod.
"You know I won't," she said. As she moved she whispered quietly. "If I can help it."
Jane and Garrus slipped onto the platform. Shoulder to shoulder as they looked at each other.
"I flush him out from this side and you get the other door?" Jane suggested and Garrus nodded. He crouched low and crept forward. For a moment Jane thought of the Earth dinosaurs and how much Garrus looked like a raptor, ready to attack his prey. The rage in him made her heart ache. She worried about the darkness in Garrus, it was far too familiar. As she saw him in place, she moved to the door. She stepped in and aimed.
"You were close, but not close enough," Harkin grinned as he back up and turned to run for the other door. Garrus entered perfectly and his gun came up, slamming Harkin in the face. With fluid grace, Garrus caught Harkin as he clutched at his most likely broken nose, slamming the man into a wall before quickly bracing an arm into Harkin's throat to make it clear the human was not easily escaping the turian's grasp. Jane put up her gun and moved to stand beside her friend. Blasto heeled at the door.
"So, Fade...couldn't make yourself disappear, huh?" Garrus purred. Harkin still looked confident, even with his busted lip and the blood leaking from his nose.
"Come on, Garrus...we can work this out. Whaddaya need?" Harkin offered and Garrus stepped back, looking away from Harkin.
"I'm looking for someone," Garrus stated.
"Well, I guess we both have something the other one wants," Harkin stated, dusting his hands off. Garrus was fast and vicious. A kick to the groin that Jane never anticipated. Harkin dropped, coughing at the pain. Garrus looked like he was ready to strike again. Cold rushed down Jane's back even though she didn't move. Garrus' blue eyes were cold...so cold. Did she look like that? Jane's heart ached.
"We're not here to exchange favors," Jane said.
"You don't say," Harkin coughed as he got to his feet. Garrus loomed over Harkin.
"You helped a friend of mine disappear. I need to find him," Garrus said.
"I might need a little more information than that," Harkin stated, clearly playing more confidence than he had.
"His name was Sidonis. Turian, came from the..." Garrus said and Harkin sneered.
"I know who he is, and I'm not telling you squat," Harkin snapped. Jane wondered where the courage came from.
"Harkin, this doesn't have to be hard," Jane sighed.
"Screw you, bitch, I don't give out client information. It's bad for business" Harkin said turning to glare at Garrus. Jane was shocked when Garrus was suddenly knee deep in Harkin's gut, lifting the human up and into the wall. As soon as Harkin hit the floor, Garrus boot was firmly on his throat. There was no shaking, no hesitation. One moment Harkin was standing the next he was pinned. Garrus' killing eyes were on Harkin. Determination spoke of Garrus' posture. He had a mission and he would not let anything stop him. Now who did that sound like. Jane felt dirty and her heart ached like it was being squeezed.
"You know what else is bad for business?" Garrus asked so casually. "A broken neck." Jane knew he would do it.
"All right! All right! Get off of me!" Harkin cried. Writhing like a crushed insect under Garrus' boot. Jane saw the darkness in Garrus' eyes and she caught his shoulder. He gave her a glance as he stepped back. Jane released his shoulder, her hand sliding down his shoulder and arm before dropping to her side.
"Terminus really changed you, huh, Garrus," Harkin gasped.
"No, but Sidonis...opened my eyes. Now arrange a meeting," Garrus said and for a moment, his voice wavered. Jane wondered if blood really would bring Garrus peace or...like Jane, blood would only fuel the darkness more. As Harkin arranged the meeting Garrus was looking at his pistol. Jane saw the decision and knew the moment he made it.
"It's all good. He wants to meet you in front of Orbital Lounge. Middle of the day. So, if our business is done, I'll be going..." Harkin said and Garrus caught him by the front of the shirt.
"I don't think so. You're a criminal now, Harkin," Garrus said, inches from Harkin's face.
"So what..you're just going to kill me? That's not your style, Garrus," Harkin sneered. For a moment Jane saw the old Garrus, the bright eyed bushy tailed C-Sec Officer.
"Kill you? No. But I don't mind slowing you down a little," Garrus said, aiming at Harkin's legs and Jane grabbed his arm, pulling up and letting the round hit the ceiling above them.
"You don't need to shoot him. He won't be able to hide from C-Sec now," Jane said, her hands holding tightly to Garrus' arm, a slight tremor to her fingers. Garrus gave her a look before gently pulling his arm from her grasp.
"I guess it's your lucky day," Garrus said and Harkin leered at the two.
"Yeah, I hope we can do this again real soon," Harkin said. Garrus gave Jane a look and she knew he wouldn't do serious damage to Harkin. She turned and headed to the door. There was a fleshy sound of impact and Harkin cried out in pain. Garrus quickly approached from behind Jane.
"I didn't shoot him," he said and Jane gave him a slight smile.
"Yeah, you didn't," she said as she saw hope that her friend was still there.
"Sidonis better be there, or I'm coming back to finish the job," Garrus warned as they walked out.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: November 2nd, 2184
"Hey John, it was worse than I thought looking at it. The colony was nearly pristine, not like Akuze, but like Akuze," Jane said. Her chin resting on her interlocked fingers as she leaned on the desk. "I don't know how the colonists are disappearing. There's almost no evidence, just enough to indicate personal firearms aimed up and then...nothing. No evidence of firefights, explosives, nothing. Tables set for meals that were never eaten, toys left out that were never picked up, even showers running endlessly without a body in them. No blood, no gore, no damage except for a few blasts that grazed the tops of buildings." Jane stared at nothing as the John VI popped to life behind her.
"Message from Garrus received," the John VI said.
"I'll read it later, " Jane said as she continued to stare at nothing. She moved to place one arm on the desk, the other supported the side of her head. "Not batarian. No mercenary group I know that slaves. But every man, woman, and child gone. The livestock is fine, save for a few who were trapped inside too long without enough food, but otherwise...fine. Only the humans are gone. What is doing this? I have contacted Tela about older asari with expertise in abductions, maybe one of them will recognize this MO." She ran her nails over her lips in contemplation.
"There was a baby crib...they took the baby...they're taking babies..." Jane whispered in quiet horror, staring at nothing, darkness creeping into her eyes. "I have to stop them..."
~*TF*~
"We'll handle it from here," Jane said and John stared at them with Blasto next to him as Garrus and Jane sat in the car.
"Why do I have to take Blasto back to the Normandy?" John asked.
"He stands out. He's good for muscle and intimidation, but we need to be civil," Jane said and John sighed. He was curious what the two were going to do, but trusting them to come back.
"Fine, but you owe me," John said and Jane nodded.
"Yeah, yeah," she said as she closed the top and the car too off, leaving John behind. He stared at them as they left and sighed. He activated his comms.
“This is John Shepard. I need a pickup.”
~*TF*~
The air car flew towards the meeting point and Garrus and Jane spoke.
"Harkin's a bloody menace," Garrus growled. "We shouldn't have just let him go. He deserved to be punished." Jane looked at Garrus, the darkness was back in his eyes.
"Garrus...I'm getting worried about you. You were pretty hard on Harkin," Jane said and Garrus chuckled.
"Wow, the Terror of the Hegemony told me I was being hard on someone, I suppose I should be worried," he said flippantly. "You don't think he deserved it?" His tone serious and sharp. Jane looked at him, her eyes meeting the icy cold blue of his own.
"It's just not like you," Jane said. He met her eyes and turned away.
"What do you want from me, Jane?" Garrus asked. "What would you do if someone betrayed you?" Jane looked at him.
"I killed her," Jane said and he turned to look at her, he opened his mouth to speak. "I don't like that I had to kill her. I don't want to change anymore." Garrus opened his mouth. "You don't have to go through with this."
"Who's going to bring Sidonis to justice if I don't? Nobody else knows what he's done. Nobody else cares," Garrus said and passion entered his eyes. Hurt and pain mixing with anger and hate. Jane knew those eyes, had seen them in the mirror. She wanted to look away, but kept looking him in the eye. He looked away first. "I don't see any other options."
"Let me talk to him," Jane said.
"Talk all you want, but it won't change my mind," Garrus said, not making eye contact. "I don't care what his reasons were, he screwed us..he deserves to die." Jane reached out, one hand resting on his forearm.
"I know exactly what you are going through...do you really want to kill him?" Jane asked and he looked down at her hand on his arm.
"I appreciate your concern...but I'm not you," Garrus said.
"This isn't you, either," Jane said, feeling the tightness around her heart as she removed her hand.
"Really? I've always hated injustice. The thought that Sidonis could get away with this...why should he go on living while ten good men lie in unmarked graves?" Garrus said, the hardness back in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Shepard. Words aren't going to solve this problem. I need to set up." He looked around. "I can get a clear shot from over there."
"What do you need me to do?" Jane asked, not looking at him.
"Keep him talking and don't get in my way. I'll let you know when he's in my sights," Garrus said. "Give me a signal so I know you're ready, and I'll take the shot. You better go, he'll be here soon." Jane watched as he got out and headed the sky car headed to the rendezvous point.
She looked out at the area, a single turian was sitting where Sidonis was set to meet them.
"Jane? Can you hear me?" Garrus called over the communicator.
"Loud and clear," she said as she approached the turian.
"All right. There he is...wave him over and keep him talking," Garrus said and his voice sounded hard. Jane was glad she couldn't see his eyes. She waved at the turian and he stared at her as he got to his feet.
"You're Shepard..." Sidonis hissed as he stared at her and Jane nodded. "Shit...Garrus knows." Jane caught his collar ridge.
"You're in my shot. Move to the side," Garrus hissed and Jane could feel the hate that Garrus should never had in his voice and she closed her eyes at the sound.
"Yes he does, Sidonis, I'm here to help you," Jane said, squeezing the collar ridge, keeping Sidonis from moving. His eyes were frantic with fear. "I am a friend of Garrus' and he very much wants you dead, but I'm hoping that's not necessary."
"Is this some kind of joke..." Sidonis cried and Jane shook her head.
"Damn it, Jane, if he moves, I'm taking the shot!" Garrus snarled in Jane's ear and to hear her friend's voice so contorted with rage and hate made her soul ache.
"You're not kidding, are you?" Sidonis whispered with cold fear on his face. "Screw this. I'm not sticking around here to find out. Tell Garrus I had my own problems..." Jane's other hand caught one of Sidonis' arms.
"Don't move," Jane said calmly, letting out all her fear. She had to save Garrus and to save him, she had to save Sidonis. He tried to pulled free. "I'm the only thing standing between you and a hole in the head." Sidonis stared at her for a second before hanging his head.
"Fuck..." he hissed. "Look...I didn't want to do it...I didn't have a choice." Jane pushed her comm's mic up, to catch Sidonis' words.
"Everyone has a choice," Garrus growled.
"They got to me. Said they'd kill me if I didn't help. What was I supposed to do?" Sidonis said. Light drained from his eyes. Guilt slowly filled him, his body contorting under its weight.
"Let me take the shot, Jane. He's a damn coward," Garrus hissed. Jane saw Sidonis' body posture, she decided to prod him.
"That's it? You were just trying to save yourself," she hissed dismissively and he couldn't meet her eyes. Shame was written all over him.
"I know what I did. I know they died because of me. and I have to live with that," his voice sounded more broken, lost. Would Tela have sounded like that should Chirum have questions her on Jane dying? "I wake up every night...sick...and sweating. Each of their faces staring at me...accusing me. I'm already a dead man. I don't sleep. Food has no taste. Some days I just want it to be over."
"Just give me the chance," Garrus purred in Jane's ear.
"You have to let that hatred go, Garrus. He's already paying for his crime," Jane said looking at Sidonis' broken posture.
"He hasn't paid enough. He still has his life..." Garrus growled. Jane moved back and looked to where she knew Garrus was.
"Look at him, Garrus. He's not living...there' nothing you could do that he isn't doing worse to himself already," she said.
"My men...they deserved better," Garrus said and Sidonis spoke up.
"Tell Garrus...I guess there's nothing I can say to make it right..." Sidonis whispered, he sounded as broken as he looked. Jane looked up at Garrus.
"Just...go. Tell him to go..." Garrus sighed.
"He's giving you a second chance, Sidonis. Don't waste it," Jane said as she turned. "You can't bring back the dead, but you can live to make up for what you did."
"I'll try, Garrus. I'll make it up to you, somehow," Sidonis said and the two parted ways. "Thank you. For talking to him."
Jane landed the car to pick up Garrus and he moved to speak.
"I don't want you to end up like me," Jane said and Garrus froze. She caught him off guard. "I know you looked up to me and John. That without John you saw me as some sort of role model. I'm not. I hate who I am and I see it staining you." His mouth opened. "I can't look in the mirror without seeing the evil things I have done to protect and serve justice."
"Jane..." Garrus started and she shook her head.
"You're better than me, Garrus. You're a better person, a better protector, and I don't want you to come into the darkness I'm in. Stay away from it. I regret so much now. I don't want someone I love and care about to ever follow my path. I'm a monster and I don't want you to be." She looked at him with tears in her eyes. His mouth opened and shut and she turned. "I'll see you on the Normandy. I have an errand to run." She walked off.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: December 5th, 2184
"Hey John," Jane said, she looked angry. "They hit Mallory. Best we can tell, it happened last night. We're going to be too late. This is the earliest shot we've gotten at one of these colony attacks." Jane rubbed her face, looking furious. "It's only dumb luck that we're going to be only two days out instead of a week. A merchant who deals with a stickler of a mechanic on Mallory was on call with the guy when the call went out. He called back twice and got nothing, remembered the reports on the other colonies and called the Alliance in."
"I know why the people join these anti-Alliance colonies, I understand, but out here where the nearest Alliance aid will always be too late..." she rested with her head in her hands. Her fingers messing up her hair. "I spoke to a couple asari matriarchs, they mentioned these creatures...Collectors. Sort of galactic hermits with a hard on for genetics. They are known to abduct species for genetic purposes. Trade and sell species for samples. All around not too nice, but very rare. Hell, it looks like the last time they were really active was around the time of the genophage. Otherwise, much like the geth before Sovereign, a galactic ghost with random sightings. Every now and then a colony vanishes, some place blame on the Collectors, others just write it off like a random event. I'm wondering if its Collectors. They are supposed to be old, predating asari even. But is it?" Jane sighed.
"I'll do what I can. I contacted Tali about seeing about putting a few pilgrimage kids on our worlds. You know how most colonies would welcome an engineer willing to work for scrap. It looks like it will go through and I have a few worlds picked out for the quarian kids. Collectors get specific when they take a colony, just one species. Throw a quarian here and there...we might get a witness. I'm also writing up a proposal to place two man Alliance teams on some worlds. It will require anti-ship guns...so that means Alliance money. I don't anticipate us getting permission for that one for a while," she sighed. "I don't think I'm going to get much out of Mallory that will help protect our people."
~*TF*~
“-early tomorrow morning. I know Jane has a meeting with the admiralty board so we’ll go then Thane. That’s not cutting it too close is it?”
Garrus paused by John’s cabin door. It was open and judging from the sound of his voice, John wasn't too far from the door.
“I do not believe so. Thank you Shepard, I would not want Kolyat to follow my path in life.” Thane’s voice responded, preceding the man as he walked out. “Goodnight Shepard.” He didn’t even look in Garrus’s direction as he headed for the elevator. The doors were closing behind him as he spoke again. “A goodnight to you as well Mr. Vakarian.” Garrus shook his head as John poked his head out and saw Garrus standing there.
“You don’t have to sulk in the hallway Garrus, come on in.” John said and headed back into his cabin. Garrus quickly moved in and looked around. Not much had changed but the couches and bed looked new and the fish tank was now filled with fish.
“I figured this place would be a wreck,” Garrus noted and John grunted picking up a coffee cup.
“I had it fixed up when we dry docked on Illium and Kelly feeds the fish when she can. I’m horrible at remembering when to feed them and what each species gets.” John commented. “Miranda was pleased though when the bill came in after my little episode.”
“I’ll bet.”
“So what brings you by Garrus?” John sked calmly. “Everything workout for you with Sidonis?” Garrus felt as if he had been punched in the stomach.
“How the hell did you find out about that?” Garrus asked and John shot his oldest friend a look.
“You’ve mentioned what he did before and despite what people think I do pay attention to details. Plus my girlfriend is now the equivalent to galaxy’s most infamous boogeyman and spy. Why wouldn’t I know about it?” John retorted. “Why didn’t you tell me though?”
“I, well…I thought you stopped me.” Garrus admitted. John looked at him for a bit before sighing.
“I might have but I’ve never been one to approve of assassinations like that. Snipers in combat are one thing but public assassinations in civilian areas?” John shot Garrus a look who’s mandibles flicked in embarrassment. “You stopped though.”
“Only because of Jane.” Garrus muttered and John smiled.
“I can appreciate that.” John mused and Garrus chuckled before he sighed. He mustered himself and looked his friend in the eyes.
“Listen John I’ve been meaning to ask if you’d be okay, that is if Jane would…”
“If she’s interested then yes I don’t have a problem with it.” John cut his friend off to avoid embarrassment. “You’re a better man than Kaidan. If Jane is interested go for it.” Garrus blinked.
“What?” Garrus said and John rolled his eyes before looking upward for a moment before refocusing on his friend.
“You’ll figure it out but that obviously isn’t what you wanted to ask me. Go on.” John promoted.
“It’s just…Jane seems down on herself lately. Like she thinks she’s become this monster and not a Spectre.” Garrus commented and John nodded.
“I’ve noticed that too Garrus. I’m going to help her but with how tense things have been between us I think she’d listen to you before me. I’m still playing catchup on everything. Maybe you can find something to help remind Jane who she is.” John said and Garrus nodded as an idea came to him.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 9th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Citadel Dock
Jane was working on the paperwork she collected when her door pinged.
"Who is it EDI?" Jane asked.
"Officer Vakarian," EDI said.
"Blasto, door," Jane ordered and Blasto got up and opened the door by pressing his snout to the console. Garrus entered. He looked at Jane a moment. She paused and looked up at him. There was a moment of awkward silence.
"You're not a monster, Jane," Garrus said and Jane blinked at him. "I do look up to you. I still do. You've done some rough things, but you're not a monster. No more than most heroes who have to make the calls you have are."
"I don't feel like a hero," Jane said and Garrus shook his head.
"You've fought some of the darkest battles alone. You’ve had to see some of the worst of the galaxy, even more than I have," Garrus said. "You did a lot of it alone. It can be suffocating." He looked at her and Jane got up.
"Yeah, that's a good word for it," she said and he approached her.
"You are the strongest person I know, Jane, you got your skull bashed in and fought till you collapsed. You faced down the Reapers, Collectors, mercs, and still have it in you to risk your safety to save children," Garrus said and Jane blinked as he held something out to her. "You need to watch this. We can talk more later, but you're always a hero in my eyes because of that." Jane looked at the small OSD in her hand. Garrus walked out and after a few moments alone, she placed it on her omnitool. An image of an asari appeared.
"To Jane Shepard, Human Spectre, you probably do not know me. I'm Maralia De'Coria and I was one of the maidens held hostage by the Gunar," she said. "They did horrible things to me. They didn't cut anything off, but..." Her eyes tearing up. "There are things they did that...I still am getting over. Tela Vasir sent me the video footage from your visor. You killed the monsters who hurt me. You stopped them from doing that to anyone else. I cannot thank you enough."
Jane blinked as the screen flickered to a small turian face. She recognized it.
"To Spectre Shepard, I hope you see this. You saved me from the Batarians," the small turian said with a bright smile, pointing to a scar on his head. "This is where your crew took the bomb out of my head." Bright eyes looked at the screen. "I saw you get hurt. I know you could have stopped that one batarian from hurting you, but you took that hit so you could make sure we were safe. It looked like you were hurt really bad, but you fought so good. I told all my classmates about it when I got back from the hospital. I'm not afraid of batarians because Spectre Strong Shepard is out there protecting all of us!" The little turian held up an official holo of Jane in Spectre gear. "One day, I'm going to train to be a medic, so that I can support the people who help us stay safe!" Tears spilled from Jane's eyes.
Colonists, Citadel citizens, asari, salarians, turians, krogan, batarians, Alliance personnel, military, medical...one after another the people Jane had fought to protect said things that made Jane feel even less deserving. She had soaked herself in blood...and people not only saw that, but thanked her for it. Blasto shoved himself into his mistress’s arms and let her hold onto him as she wept. It was the type of weeping that could restore a broken soul.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: January 3rd, 2185
"Hey John, sorry about the radio silence, I've been in a coma for that last few days," Jane said in a hospital bed, bandages covering her cheek and wrapped around her head. "Tela got me a brand new implant, says a bunch of Spectres teamed up and pulled strings. The new L5. Nice, rarely hear about post implant replacements much. You know...except when you get your head crushed in and lose your old one." Jane looked like beat shit.
"I'm lucky to be alive. That god damn Dirake almost took me out. Stupid mistake too. I should have known they would booby trap the upper floors. Careless, almost got me and Chirum killed. Pretty sure Tela would have made it," Jane grunted as she moved up in her bed. "Dirake was arrogant though. Thought he was going to win to the point he filmed the whole thing. I've seen it a few times. Naena's training with her boys saved my bacon for sure. I sent her a turian thank you basket."
"I need to be more careful. Tela wasn't in position, but they were going to kill others. I rushed. When did I get so impatient?" she sighed as she closed her eyes. "I dreamt of you. We were in an autopsy suite. I was beat to shit and you were spaced. You kept telling me not to leave you and I kept telling you that I wanted to be where you were." Tears slipped out from under Jane's lids. "I still want to be where you are...but...was it prophetic? Was it like that time you broke your leg? Are you out there, spaced but alive? God I want you to be alive, John. Why...why...I need to know. Why do I keep living while good people die? Aelaxos died, Chirum's family, you...why do I always survive?"
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Zakera Ward, Citadel
“Officer Bailey.” Bailey looked up and found John Shepard looking at him.
“Spectre Shepard, how can I help you today?” Bailey asked and John gestured to Thane who was watching calmly.
“My associate is trying to find his son. We think a local criminal may have hired him.” John explained.
“Should be easy.” Bailey said after glancing at Thane. “We don't see many drell here.” He typed away at his console for a few minutes before looking up at them. “There we go. One of my men reported a drell recently. And he was talking to Mouse. Interesting.”
“Mouse?” Thane asked quietly.
“A petty criminal. Probably not the guy who hired your boy, but a messenger. He's a former duct rat, runs errands for anyone who'll pay.” Bailey explained.
“What sort of trouble has Mouse been getting himself into?” John inquired and Bailey typed away for a moment.
“Odd jobs for shifty people. Duct rats take whatever's available to get by. Data running. Fencing stolen goods. Selling illegal VI personalities. Actually, he was selling one of you.” Bailey commented and John frowned, wondering if that was where Jane had gotten hers.
“Oh yes, I’m well aware of those being out and about,” John growled before he shook himself. “What was it you called Mouse?”
“Duct rat. It's a local slang for the poor kids who grow up on the station. When they're small, they tend to play in the ventilation ducts, where adults can't get to them.” Bailey clarified.
“Aren't the ducts dangerous?”
“Every couple of months, we pull a little body out of them. Lacerated by fan blades. Broken by a deadfall. Suffocated by vacuum exposure. Those are just the ones we know about. More just disappear. Maybe they get sucked into space. Maybe they fall into the protein vats the keepers run. Mouse survived long enough that he can't fit in the ducts anymore. He was one of the smarter ones. Or the luckier ones. He's usually upstairs, outside the Dark Star. He works out of a public comm terminal. You should pick up a copy of the "John Shepard VI" when you talk to him. It sounds like your boy's running with the wrong crowd.” Bailey said, looking at Thane.
“Yes. I agree.” Thane replied.
“If Mouse can't get you in touch with your son directly, he'll know who can. I'll help you if you need it.” Bailey offered and John paused.
“You don't know us, Captain. Why are you going so far to help us?” John asked and Bailey sighed.
“I've worked Zakera for two years. Every day, kids turn to crime because they've got no other choice. Because their parents don't care. You're trying to save yours.”
“...He faces a dark path.” Thane commented.
“We better hurry, then.” Shepard commented. “Thanks Bailey.”
“You didn't tell him that Kolyat plans to assassinate someone.” Thane noted as they walked.
“He's a cop. He'd try to stop Kolyat, and one of them could end up dead. I don't want that,” John replied as they headed up the stairs.
“Thank you, Shepard.”
~*TF*~
Jane entered the room and the table was already filled with either live bodies or holograms. It looked like everyone wanted to hear her report. She saluted.
"Spectre Shepard, at ease," Hackett said from his seat. He was one of the two admirals actually in the room. Jane went to at rest.
"I thought this report would be faster," another admiral sneered from his projection, it was Admiral Mikhailovich. He was still bitter he never got the SSV Normandy and had been placing the blame on John and Jane's Spectre status ever since. Jane kept her face in a strict poker mode, he was a bitch to deal with, but with Jane in Fifth Fleet and Mikhailovich out of Fifth it was easy to avoid him.
"My report was transmitted to you all late last night," Jane said. "As you can see, the first details are the genetic test. Multiple samples taken by Dr. Solus and Dr. Chakwas. These test are undeniable genetic proof."
"We all know..." another admiral started but Jane cut him off before they could stop her momentum.
"Excuse me, sir, but I would like to present my findings before answering questions and comments. The second attachment is a comparison of physical form taken of John Shepard from various sources prior to the SSV Normandy's destruction and after by my own visor. As you can see over ninety-three comparisons at near identical physical form. The only difference is the speed and reaction time. The third attachment is a bio-evaluation of the cybernetic implants used. The mathematics comes from Spectre Leolor and verify the enhanced reaction and speed are well within the capabilities of the components," Jane said, talking over the admiral.
"Spectre Shepard!" the same admiral attempted to interrupt again and Jane gave him a glare.
"I am not finished with my report, Admiral," Jane said curtly. "This is an official reporting and thus I get to put forth my report before questioning." He looked sour...good. "The fourth attachment is an evaluation by various doctors, most current acting Alliance physicians using the information provided by me to calculate the exact change. The movements are undeniably those of John Shepard, the enhanced speeds are well within the capability of a cybernetically enhanced individual. The fifth attachment are medical records and they’re related scar age. As his body was surgically altered he was left unconscious for years as the surgeries were completed. His brain and vital functions were augmented by nanites and artificial systems. The dissolving remains of the nanites in his blood were analyze by Dr. Solus who also was able to analyze them. John Shepard’s body was not capable of breathing on its own until a few months ago, let alone carry out missions in the past two years. The sixth attachment is a statement of confidence based on the topics that I have discussed with John Shepard that could not be known by anyone by my brother."
"Spectre..." the same admiral began.
"Just be quiet, I want to hear her," Hackett barked and the man blinked. Several eyes were on Jane and she felt power.
"The John Shepard who is working under Citadel Council commands with Cerberus and who I am assisting while onboard a Cerberus vessel is undoubtedly my brother," Jane said. "He has been wrongly stripped of his command by this council and he deserves to be given back everything you took from him." Jane covertly sent out one more packet her fingers moving behind her back on her omni-tool, a smirk on her lips.
"That's all very well and good, Spectre, but you don't have the authority to determine that," the same admiral said as Jane gave him a cocky look. "Your brother is a traitor, hiding out with Cerberus and letting them upgrade him...stop looking at me that way. Know your place soldier."
"Haven't you wondered why you didn't get another packet?" Jane asked and he stared at her.
"Not that it matters. Your brother is a traitor! He will never work for the Alliance again!" the admiral cried at her and Mikhailovich nodded.
"I agree. Our officers shouldn't be Spectres to begin with," Mikhailocvich snapped and she shook her head as she got a ping on her omni-tool.
"I will personally see to it that John Shepard is never allowed back into the Alliance Navy!" another admiral declared. Jane's face turned into a victorious grin as she read her message.
"That's very funny that you say that, because that last packet I sent went to each of the admiralty board who is not working for Cerberus. It was an article on the finances of John Shepard and another article containing Cerberus' own records on his consciousness for the two years he was missing. Those of you who didn't get that packet...well, the evidence I collected from a very reputable source was just revealed prior to this meeting. It contained your payments from Cerberus and all your correspondences with them including the plans to keep John Shepard out of the Alliance by removing his rank using you," Jane said and two of the holograms looked horrified as audio indicated that they were being taking into custody by the Alliance Military Police. The one who had been interrupting her looked horrified. "That's right, you have been working for Cerberus doing what they want and now you won't be working for the Alliance anymore. Traitor." Jane smiled as hands appeared and that hologram flickered off again. The remaining admirals looked horrified as everyone received the same mass email across Alliance lines. Jane's report on the corrupt Alliance officers was hitting the net and those officers were being collected. Jane hadn't removed all of Cerberus' bitches, but she knew who to watch. Better to let them think she didn't have access to the Shadow Broker's intel and leave their spies in specific places so they would be easier to manipulate later.
"Well, that was surprising," the admiral with the glasses muttered. "Makes me reconsider my previous stance." Jane nodded.
"We will look over your evidence, Spectre Shepard. Thank you for your hard work, the Alliance has no room for traitors," one of the other holograms stated looking rather upset, Mikhailovich looked rather like a beached fish, mouth open and gaping. "This is going to be a cluster fuck to clean up."
"Can't wait for Westerlund to get a whiff of this," another sighed.
"Once the admiralty board has been fixed for a lack of better word, we will discuss what to do with your brother then. Jane, you've made a lot of work for us," Hackett said and Jane nodded.
"Understood, sir, but I stand by my statement. Spectre John Shepard is my brother and deserves to be reinstated in the Alliance Navy with his rank returned," she said.
"I suspect, Spectre Shepard, you get your way more often than not," one of the holograms muttered and Jane smirked.
"I still end up on the wrong side of arguments, luckily, I have a lot of people to help me maintain true to myself," she said.
"Dismissed," Hackett said and Jane saluted before turning and walking out. "That girl is a one women calamity."
"I can see why the Hegemony is scared of her. Scares me to think there's another Shepard out there now too," the one with the glasses sighed.
"I'm just glad they're on our side even if Mikhailovich isn't," another said.
~*TF*~
“-yeah. Sure. I can get you two cases by the end of the day.” A younger man was saying as he tapped away on his pad. He hung up his call as John approached him from behind.
“You Mouse?” John asked. The man turned around jolted back.
“What do you...oh, shit!” He yelped seeing them staring at him. “Krios? I thought you retired! Commander Shepard? I thought you died! What do you want with me?”
“Be still, Mouse. You can change your pants in a moment.” Thane said calmly, patting the man on the arm.
“How do you know Thane?” John asked.
“Krios? He didn't...Uh. If he didn't say nothing, I ain't either.” Mouse said, crossing his arms and trying to look tough. Trying being the key word.
“When we heard the name, I didn't think it could be the same Mouse. He was a contact on the Citadel when I was active. He and some other children would gather information on my targets.” Thane explained and John frowned at him.
“You put children in danger to spy for you?” John said, disapproval in his voice.
“Children. The poor. My people's word for their kind is "drala'fa": the ignored. They're everywhere, see everything. Yet they are never seen.” Thane explained and focused on Mouse, grabbing him by the front and pulling him closer. “You gave another drell instructions for an assassination. Who's the target?”
“I...I don't know. I didn't ask. 'Cause the people I work for? They can make me disappear.” Thane let Mouse go and the man took a breath. “I'd like to help you, Krios. You always done right by us. But I ain't gonna die for you.”
“Look. You know Thane. He wouldn't ask if it wasn't important. Do it for him.” John explained.
“I want to. He was always nice to us. But these people ain't nice, Krios.”
“Nobody's going to know you talked to us.” John promised.
“Mouse. I swear that you won't be named.” Thane agreed.
“All right...all right.” Mouse said, giving in. “He came with that holo you took of me. Said he wanted a job. I ran through your old contacts to see who might give him a shot. The guy who offered was Elias Kelham.”
“Tell me about Kelham.” John ordered.
“Human. Moved to the Citadel about ten years ago. He was little people when you were here, Krios. He got big after the geth attack. Lots of the big guys from before got cacked. All in them big fancy apartments up on the Presidium. Now he runs the rackets on the lower end of the Ward. Shin Akiba. He's seriously bad news.”
“You did good, Mouse.” John said. “Thanks.”
“Yeah. Hope I live long enough to pat myself on the back.” Mouse muttered.
“Kelham will never know.” Thane vowed and Mouse sighed.
“I hope not. I'm out of here, Krios. Next time you're in town...Just don't bring the family.” Mouse said walking off. John sighed and they headed back towards the C-Sec office.
“That couldn't have been easy,” John noted.
“Mouse knew more about my life than Kolyat ever did.” Thane said and he stopped for a moment. “He smiles up at me, broken teeth and scabby knees. Bare feet black. A dead-end future looking up at me. Worshipping the petty gifts I offer. I was the only good thing he had, back then. But I left him, as I left Kolyat.”
“Mouse said you had a holo of him?” John inquired after Thane’s memory flash had passed and they resumed walking.
“Yes. A foolish bit of sentimentality. I can perfectly recall every moment I spent with Mouse.” Thane stopped as just another moment hit him. “He pulls at my arm. Smiles. He wants to know that I'll remember him. That anyone will remember him. I take the holo. He smiles at himself in miniature on my palm. Then a frown crinkles his brow. He pats my pockets, checking for other holos. "Where's your son, Krios?" he askes.”
“Don't blame yourself.” John said and Thane sighed.
“If I don't, who will? We must carry the weight of our decisions, Shepard.”
~*TF*~
Jane was heading back to the Normandy when she heard a voice she did not want to hear.
"The people want to hear your story, Shepard," Khalisah al-Jilani said and Jane sighed as she turned to see the annoying reporter. "Khalisah bint Sinan al-Jilani, Westerlund News. You're a hard woman to pin down, Jane Shepard."
"I know who you are, Khalisah, I've worked very hard to avoid you," Jane said.
"Your brother presented your case very well on camera, people have been suggesting you might not," Khalisah said with a sly smirk. It would be so easy to throw the bitch into the wall biotically. Still, Jane just took down so many corrupt Alliance officers, she was feeling good. "Do you have a minute?"
"You want to do a smear job on me like you did on my brother?" Jane asked and Khalisah's eyes went rabid.
"Now, Shepard...you may object to my methods, but we're on the same side. Speaking of your brother, is it true that he's returned?" Khalisah asked and Jane couldn't help herself.
"My brother has recovered from his injuries," Jane said and Khalisah looked confused. "Whatever some people may say, John Shepard was mistaken as DOA because he was in a coma, picked up and treated, brought back from near death, but unable to make contact with anyone until just recently. I cannot speak any further because such a case of mistaken labeling of DOA is now in the Alliance courts, thus, I am under gag order," Jane said, doing her best to look like an innocent woman. Khalisah's face was displeased until she smirked, Jane was slightly worried.
"You're still news, Shepard. I want to give your story its due," Khalisah said and her camera clicked on. Jane was not happy with this. "You were are the heart of the Presidium during the Battle of the Citadel. It's fair to say the course of the battle hinged on your words. If true, you were the one to tell Admiral Hackett to assist the Destiny Ascension, costing hundreds of human lives and securing the continued dominance of the Citadel Council." So al-Jilani had discovered it was on Jane's order that Fifth Fleet had saved the Council. Great. Jane stood up and looked right at al-Jilani.
"The Turians lost twenty cruisers. Figure each had a crew of around three hundred. The Ascension...the asari dreadnought we saved...had a crew of nearly ten thousand," Jane said.
"But surely the human cost..." Khalisah began but Jane gave her a stern look. Nothing close to her killing stare, but one that demanded respect.
"The Alliance lost eight cruisers. Shenyang, Emden, Jakarta, Cairo, Seoul, Cape Town, Warsaw, Madrid. And yes, I remember them all. Everyone in the Fifth Fleet on that day is a hero. The Alliance owes them all medals. The Council owes them a lot more than that. And so do you," Jane said in disgust before turning around and marching away. She was proud that she had used words instead of force. Besides, everyone knew al-Jilani could take a punch.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: March 20th, 2185
"Hey John, I was worried I would have to go to see Aria, but apparently I don't have to," Jane sighed as she sipped a drink. She was still in her N7 Fury armor, just the helmet removed. "Looks like that vigilante on Omega got my next mission before I finished this one." She sighed. "Took out a Cerberus testing facility." She looked trouble.
"This is the third base I have hit of theirs that was on ghost crew. I think they are clearing out before we get there. It annoys the fuck out of me because if they are clearing out, it means we have moles. Not just one, because there was that bastard who wanted to abduct me, but he didn't have the codes to follow me...but this. We're a strike team and they knew we were coming. They have to have some brass in their pockets. Fuck." She downed the rest of her drink and glared at the glass. "So how the fuck do I prove commanding officers with N7 clearance are dirty?" She stared before slamming the glass down, just careful enough not to break it. "Trick question...I can't." She hung her head and swore some more.
~*TF*~
“Can we talk about my associate's son?”
“You talk to Mouse? Did you get the name of the guy he's working with?” Bailey asked, looking up from his screen.
“Elias Kelham,” John replied simply. He wasn’t expecting the look of embarassment on Bailey’s face.
“Kelham. Shit. Ah, look. This is awkward. Kelham and I have a...an agreement. He doesn't cause too much trouble, and "buys tickets to the C-Sec Charity Ball" from me. In return, I ignore him.” Bailey noted.
“Can you still help us?” John asked and Bailey sighed.
“I said I'd help. It's just...There'll be repercussions if I don't handle it right. He and I...give each other space. It keeps the peace. I'll get some of my people to bring him in and set him up in a private room. You can interrogate him yourself. I'll stay out of sight. If I'm lucky, Kelham will believe that I had nothing to do with it.” Bailey noted.
“Bring him in. We might not have much time.” John replied and got up.
“I'll make it happen. Wait here.” Bailey said moving off. John moved to the side with Thane. It turns out they didn’t have to wait long as about half an hour later Kelham was carried through the doors by two C-Sec officers. John watched as they carried him into an interrogation room. After a few minutes Bailey reappeared and came over to them.
“He'll expect me to get him out of this,” Bailey noted.
“Not today, I think,” Thane demurred. John was about to say something when Bailey comm came to life so loudly even John could hear it.
“Captain? His lawyer's here. Bet Elias has his VI set to page him if C-Sec gets within ten meters.”
“I'll stall him. Get in there. And work fast.” Bailey said, moving quickly to the front.
“We should question him together. Keep the pressure on. Thoughts on how we approach it?” Thane asked as they moved inside. John quickly entered his Spectre code and turned off the recording devices in the room.
“Convince him that we'll put a bullet in his head if he doesn't talk. Once he's scared, he'll cooperate.” John said as they got to the door.
“Very well. I'll pretend we're ready to kill him. We can't push too hard, though. We need the information more than we need a corpse.” Thane agreed just before they went inside.
“Get me out of these restraints, Bailey. Pretty funny, bringing me down here like this...who the hell are you two?” Kelham demanded as soon as they entered the room.
“You hired an assassin. We need to know who you want killed. You tell us, you can go.” John explained as they walked around the room.
“I want to see my advocate.” Kelham demanded.
“You apparently haven’t noticed we’re not C-Sec. No deals. No due process. No advocate,” Thane drawled.
“What, kid...you gonna bore me into confessing? You ain't shit. Come on, hit me. I dare you. No, huh? Didn't think you had the balls.” Kelham said trying to taunt them.
“Think carefully, Elias. I want to catch the assassin...not you. Why stick your neck out for him?” John asked.
“You want me to confess to putting a contract on someone. You think I'm stupid?” Kelham replied.
“I get the name, I walk out. You never see me again.” John offered.
“I got no reason to believe you.” Kelham grunted. Thane gestured to John and they moved to the side.
“This isn't working, Shepard. We're making no progress.” Thane said quietly.
“Are we done here? Because I got people to see. Goddamn waste of my time.” Kelham muttered.
“How about this? You tell us the target, you never see us again and Bailey drops his price fifty percent.” John offered.
“Yeah? Can I get that in writing?” Kelham scoffed.
“I don't think either of us want this in writing.” John noted. Kelham thought for a moment before nodding in agreement.
“Alright. I ain't going to jail for the tadpole and I do love a bargain. Joram Talid. He's a turian, running for office in Zakera Ward. He messes with legitimate businesses. I'm gonna stop it.” Kelham growled.
“Where and when?” Thane demanded.
“His apartment. The eight hundred blocks. You better hurry,” Kelham replied as the doors opened and Kelham’s lawyer strolled.
“What's going on here? Get away from my client,” He demanded.
“Thanks for the info Elias. I'm sure you'll feel better tomorrow,” John replied.
“Better than you will, asshole! When I get my Comm link back...” Kelham snarled.
“Elias as your legal advocate, I advise you to shut the hell up!” the lawyer shouted as they left the room and met up with Bailey.
“What's the story? Why did Kelham hire the boy?” Bailey asked.
“Assassination. A turian names Joram Talid. You know him?” John asked and Bailey nodded.
“Joram? Yeah. You might have seen his posters around. He's promising to end organized crime on the ward. Thing is, his message is all mixed up in race politics. He's anti-human.” Bailey noted and John sighed.
“Are things so bad that people can openly campaign as anti-human?” John muttered and Bailey shook his head.
“Before the Battle of the Citadel, the alien population thought we were violent upstarts. Look what's happened since then. A human fleet guarding the station for months. C-Sec filled with humans. A human Spectre who has the Hegemony gunning for her and dragged the Dramye back to the station. Anderson does what he can, but some people have lived on the station since before humans had starships. They see it as a coup.” Bailey explained.
“If a majority votes for him, like it or not, that's how the system works,” John said and sighed. “I just hope people are smart enough to see through people’s hate.”
“That's a nice ideal, Shepard. Sergeant! Get a patrol car. These two need to get to the 800 blocks.”
“Not just us.” John said turned on his com unit. “We need people who can find yourself from up high.”
“Who did you have in mind John?” Thane asked.
~*TF*~
"What's the plan, Jane?" Garrus asked as Jane stood beside the air car she had called down.
"Thane's son took an assassination job, Thane doesn't want his son to follow him in the trade and apparently Joram Talid is the target. John and Thane will be after the Thane's son, we can give them eyes," Jane said as she headed to the car and Garrus grabbed her shoulder. "What?"
"I've seen your driving so I'll drive. I know the Citadel better anyway," he said and Jane sighed as she rolled her eyes.
"Fine, we need to get to the catwalks of the 800 block of Zakera Ward," she said.
"You can't just want to help Thane?" Garrus said as they took off and Jane nodded as she held up two audio-amplifiers. "You want to spy on Talid?" Jane smiled.
"You know he's dirty," Jane stated and Garrus smirked.
"I thought I wasn't supposed to be playing vigilante," he commented.
"I never said that, I said I didn't want you going for revenge. Help a Spectre out busting a dirty turian bigot?" Jane asked and Garrus chuckled.
"You sure know how to show a guy a good time," Garrus joked.
"I'm not even trying," Jane teased as the two landed and got out. Jane tossed Garrus one of the audio amplifiers. They set up their visors and the amplifiers to record to their omnitools. "Ready?" Garrus nodded before opening the hatch to the walkway and holding the door open. "Such a gentleman."
"I'm not even trying," he shot back and the two split up. They got into position at the meeting point. They looked at each other from the walkways above the street. Jane pinged John and he looked up at her above him.
"Now why are you two using audio amplifiers?" John asked and Jane smirked.
"Joram is dirty, it would be nice to not only save his life but to catch him red handed," Jane explained and John stared.
"You’re collecting evidence?" John asked and Jane nodded. He sighed as he looked at Thane.
“There he is. How do you want to play this?” John asked.
“Your sister and Vakarian will keep eyes on Talid on the maintenance catwalks, you will remain on level with him. We will keep in contact on what he's doing. The Krogan bodyguard will make him easy to follow.” Thane explained.
“Where will you be?” John asked.
“The darkest corner with the best view.” Thane said and as John headed off Thane brought his hands together. “Amonkira. Lord of Hunters. Grant that my hands be steady, my aim be true, and my feet swift. And should the worst come to pass, grant me forgiveness.”
“Whoa, I’ve never seen someone do that before without active camo.” Jane said and John sighed. They followed Talid for a bit and couldn’t help but over hear some of his rhetoric.
“-just remember, it's not all about the humans. They couldn't have gained this much power without the Council's support. Taking back our ward is only the first step. We must remove the cowards and appeasers on the Council. This doesn't stop here. I won't rest until the humans have been removed from power! Other races wait patiently for hundreds or thousands of years to earn an embassy. Do the humans? No!”
"Sounds like he's just sour the turians couldn't bomb us back into the stone age," Jane teased over the comm.
"You didn't win that war," Garrus shot back.
"Didn't lose it either," Jane replied and Garrus chuckled.
"Still, racism has no place on the Citadel," Garrus said. Jane nodded at him across the way.
"They win one battle and think they're owed a Council seat. My people won a krogan war before we asked for that honor!" Talid went on.
"Only after the Krogan saved all of us from the Rachni," Garrus sighed. "They never even got an embassy and the Salarians recruited them for that, then sterilized them and we helped."
"History is full of unfairness, focusing on it forever only leads to hatred. I don't care about the First Contact War," Jane commented. "The Turians and humans who are starting to take over leadership now, grew up in a world where humans were part of Citadel space. We should let go of the old insults. The Turians and Salarians involved with the Genophage are long dead, while some Krogan and Asari remain, those leading have lived in a world where it happened. We must move beyond. The children must make the peace their parents could not."
"So, will you be telling your children about how to make peace with batarians?" Garrus asked. Jane gave him a look.
"I am fine with the Dramye," Jane stated.
"Humans think anything ten years old is obsolete. Worthless. How can they contribute to a two thousand year old government?" Talid went on.
"He really doesn't like humans," John commented from his post from a corner where he was playing with his omni tool like someone in a text conversation.
"He's a bareface, most turians won't trust him, but he's a politician on the Citadel...they go bareface a lot," Garrus stated.
"Of course, most of those officers aren't turians, or salarians, or asari. They're humans who turn a blind eyes to the crimes of other humans," Talid went on.
"I know quite a few humans who have been busted on the Citadel," Jane commented.
"Same here, by human officers too," Garrus growled.
"He's a race baiter, no wonder Zakera Ward has so many racial incidents, and I wouldn't be surprised to find that he is part of it. End the chatter now," John muttered. "Thane, I'm on him. He's talking to some voters."
"Understood," Thane said.
"You in position?" John asked as Talid began to move. A flash of blue armor above him was either Jane or Garrus.
"Yes," Thane replied.
"We're both good up here," Jane said.
"I'm following," Thane said as Talid moved down the street with his krogan beside him. "Have you got him?" Talid was talking to a krogan and turian.
"Looks like he's talking to more voters," John said.
"Any sigh of Kolyat?" Thane asked.
"I don't see any drell, not even you Thane," Jane said.
"I'm moving to another position, ahead of him," Thane said. "No problems so far. Stay close." Talid and his bodyguard spoke for a moment.
"Talid intends for his bodyguard to intimidate the store owner, I'm going to slip into the ceiling of Aquila to get the audio. Garrus get in position to record video from across the way," Jane said.
"In position," Garrus said. John was looking at the kiosk across from Aquila. As he looked at the various baubles he could check on Talid waiting outside.
"He's letting the bodyguard do all the work. That lets him deny involvement," Jane said. John could see the human clerk looking afraid as the krogan made a scene.
"It would be devastating for him if the audio of him giving orders to that guard got out with video footage," Garrus drawled.
"Cut the chatter," John ordered.
"Target in sight," Thane said. "No sign of trouble."
"I'm out of the ceiling and following," Jane updated.
"Stay with him," Thane ordered as the group followed into a dance club. "What's he doing?"
"Another Bloodpack member is shaking down the bartender, who is a turian," Garrus grumbled. The turian looked scared as the krogan spoke to him and John scowled.
"Don't worry John, Garrus and I are getting all of it and trust me. Talid is going to be hated by all of Zakera Ward when this comes to light," Jane said, sounding pleased.
"Will it really be enough?" John asked.
"I know exactly who to give this to," Jane said.
"I'm relocating to the next room. Let me know if anything changes," Thane said. Talid was approaching several Bloodpack members.
"He's agitated," Garrus reported.
"He knows he's being watched, but I don't think he knows it's us, he hasn't looked in any of our directions," Jane said.
"It may be Kolyat," John said as Talid exited the club.
"I'm heading into his apartment building," Jane said. As they walked down the street John saw a drell with blue tone looking like he was trying to blend in as Talid was passed him. The drell moved up behind him just as John moved around the corner.
"Kolyat!" John cried and the drell paused after he pushed someone out of the way. Tt was enough to get the krogan moving as he saw the gun in the young drell's hands. The krogan shielded Talid, blocking Kolyat's shots as Talid rushed into the building. Kolyat hot on his trail.
“Thane!” John barked as they rushed for them.
“I saw,” Thane noted seeming to appear from nowhere as they raced into the apartment.
“He's heading to Talid's apartment! Jane are you in position?” John sneppaed.
“I'm in Talid's ceiling crawlspace, the only way I can stop Kolyat will be with a gun, I do not have a good position.” Jane explained. As they rushed in they saw Kolyat force Talid to his knees as he held the gun to the back of the turian’s crest.
“Kolyat.” Thane said softly and Kolyat scowled.
“This...This is a joke. Now? Now you show up?” Kolyated.
“Help me, drell. I'll do whatever you want,” Talid whimpered.
“C-Sec. Put the gun down son,” Bailey said moving in with two officers. John hoped this didn’t escalate too quickly.
“Get out of my way. I'm walking out. He's coming with me!” Kolyat snapped. Thane holstered his pistol and slowly approached his son.
“They'll have snipers outside.” Thane explained.
“I don't need your help!” Kolyat snarled, focusing on his father and John saw the opportunity. He shot the lamp, making Kolyat jumped. John rushed forward, slugging the boy and snatching his gun away from him.
“Talid, get the hell out of here,” John snapped, moving back as Talid scrambled away.
“Yeah. Yeah! I will,” Talid said as he hurried out.
“Take the boy into custody,” Bailey ordered.
“You son of a bitch!” Kolyat snapped at John and John held up a hand, signaling for the C-Sec officers to wait.
“Your father doesn't have much time left, Kolyat. He's trying to make up for his mistakes,” John said gesturing to Thane.
“What, so you came to get my forgiveness? So you can die in peace or something?” Kolyat said, doubt clear in his voice.
“I came to grant you peace. You're angry because I wasn't there when your mother died,” Thane said as he approached his son. “You’re angry I wasn’t there when your mother died.”
“You weren't there when she was alive. Why should you be there when she died?” Kolyat snapped.
“Your mother..They killed her to get to me. It was my fault,” Thane explained and Kolyat jerked as if he had been struck.
“What?”
“After her body was given to the deep, I went to find them. The trigger men. The ringleaders. I hurt them. Eventually killed them.” Thane explained. “When I went back to see you, you were...older. I should have stayed with you.”
“I guess it's too bad for me you waited so long, huh?” Kolyat snarked.
“Kolyat. I've taken many bad things out of the world. You're the only good thing I ever added to it,” Thane said softly.
“This isn't a conversation you should have in front of strangers,” Bailey said before turning to his men. “Boys, take Kolyat and his father back to the precinct. Give them a room and as much time as they need.”
“I'm surprised you're letting him do that,” John said
“You think he's the only man who ever screwed up raising a son? I have to get back to the precinct. Come. On. I'll give you a lift,” Bailey replied.
“Go ahead, Garrus and I are already on route to our destinations. Emily Wong is going to love us for all of time for this one,” Jane said and John nodded before following Bailey.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: August 13th 2185
"Hey John," Jane said, bandages were wrapped around her torso like a mummy. "The painkillers have kicked in. Guess who can now brag about taking a military issued turian claw blade to her back and survived? That's right me." Her body shuddered as she rested her elbows on the desk, her head hanging, hair blocking her face. "Fucking batarian slaver. Took it from a turian. It was a fucking field trip. The kids were barely waist high and those motherfuckers had opened their skulls and put bombs in them." Her shoulders shook and Jane looked up, but she wasn't looking at the camera. Tears were on her cheeks but her face was twisted in a grimace.
"I defiled the corpses. They put their hands on our kids. Human, salarian, turian, asari...poor little faces so terrified. I stabbed their eyes out..." she shuddered as more tears fell. "They deserved it...I had to...or am I turning into as much as a monster as them?" she asked as she stared at her hands. "Little faces...so scared...had to stop them from blowing their sweet little heads off...took the hit. Pain made me angry. Broke his neck. Used his stolen blade to take their eyes. Left the ship and a message. I have to be a monster to keep them safe. Have to go into the dark and make sure the things there know never to touch those in the light." Her eyes closed. "Not like anyone will miss me..."
~*TF*~
“They've been there awhile,” John commented to Bailey as they waited.
“Kid's been through a lot.” Bailey noted and glanced at John from his screen. “I ran some searches in the C-Sec archive. About ten years back, a bunch of real bad people were killed. Like someone was cleaning house. The prime suspect was a drell. We never caught him.”
“Ten years is a long time. Whoever was responsible for that probably doesn't exist anymore,” John said and Bailey sighed.
“Yeah, I guess you're right about that,” Bailey mused as Thane left the interrogation room.
“How'd it go?” John asked.
“Our problems...they aren't something I can fix with a few words. We'll keep talking, see what happens,” Thane said, hope in his voice.
“Your boy shot some people. No one I feel sympathy for, but there it is,” Bailey laid out plainly.
“I watched those guys shaking down businesses and threatening humans,” John noted.
“But he can't just get away with it.” Bailey protested.
“The kid wants to make a difference. Give him community service,” John offered and Bailey just looked at him.
“Community service for attempted murder? What jury would agree to that?” Bailey scoffed.
“None that I've seen. This would need to stay out of the judiciary. Strictly within C-Sec,” John said and Bailey got up from his desk. He looked between them and then shook Thane’s hand.
“Interesting. I'll think about it,” Bailey said.
“Thank you, Captain,” Thane said as they headed off.
~*TF*~
Journal Entry Date: December 3rd, 2185
"Hey John, it looks like I'm almost at the point where I can finally follow that lead on Garrus. Stupid turian could have told me he was shot down for Spectre appointment," Jane sighed. "It looks like I won't be able to leave until the end of the month. Not happy about that, but not much choice. I'm sure Sparatus will be super pleasant when I put in official Spectre leave. Prick." She leaned back in her chair and chewed on her bottom lip.
"I should have been a better friend. I'll drag his turian ass back from Omega, give him a piece of my mind and see about getting him assigned as a turian liaison to the Okinawa. Tali should be easy to get to join up. If I can get Tali and Garrus, I think I might be able to assemble a decent crew for looking into these colony abductions." Jane looked contemplative.
"Tela's asari contacts were able to give me a lot of help, once I know for sure if the Collectors are a real possibility I'll hit up the various archeologists and see if any of them have decent knowledge on Collectors and fighting them," Jane planned. "I have permission to assemble a team for this. I need to find Garrus first, get Tali on board second, check the colonies and then get an archeologist or xeno-anthropologist. Then figure out what the fuck is taking our people and stopping them." She looked confident before looking exhausted.
"And in the middle of it figure out who the Cerberus spies in the Alliance are and maybe end the Hegemony's attacks on Citadel space...work out galactic peace. Why stop there...fucking cure the genophage while I'm at it..." she groaned. "The fucking Andromeda Initiative is looking better and better. Could fucking sell the farmstead, your house, all our mineral rights and buy a ticket..." She groaned, rubbing her face before shaking her head. "Nah...couldn't do it. I'm not a quitter, still have to find Garrus and save the colonies."
~*TF*~
Jane walked into the forward battery and Garrus turned to look at her.
"Got a minute?"she asked and he smiled.
"Sure, I wanted to thank you again for your help with Sidonis," Garrus said. "Whatever happens with the Collectors or the Reapers or whoever else comes after us, I know you'll get the job done." Jane smiled at that as the door closed behind her.
"You actually think we'll find something worse than Collectors or Reapers?" Jane asked as she moved to sit on a nearby box. Garrus shrugged.
"I like to expect the worse. There's a small chance I'll be pleasantly surprised," he joked and Jane chuckled as she leaned back, looking at him with a fond expression.
"I couldn't do this without you, Garrus," Jane said.
"Sure you could. Not as stylishly, of course," he teased. "It's strange going into a suicide mission on a human ship. Your people don't prepare for high-risk operations that way turians do." Jane scoffed as she smiled at him.
"I thought you'd be used to high-risk operations on human ships. I mean, think about tracking Saren to Ilos," Jane pointed out.
"Sure, but that was quick," he said approaching her and shaking his head. "We raced out, landed, blew up some geth, and saved the galaxy." He paced slightly. "This time we've got Miranda and Cerberus and that AI all telling us what we're up against. I think I preferred blind optimism." He looked concerned.
"Honestly, Garrus, what do you think our chances are?" Jane asked, feeling that old nagging fear about losing him.
"Honestly, the Collectors couldn't even kill your brother. All they did was piss you both off. I can't imagine they'll stop you," he said and Jane chuckled at that. "But an unmapped area, advanced technology, and the Collectors? We're going to lose people. No way around that. Not a happy analysis, I know. Don't worry, I won't spread it around. And I'm with you, regardless." That made Jane feel intense relief.
"Do you ever regret leaving C-Sec or the turian military?" Jane asked.
"Not for a minute. When it comes down to it, Shepard, I don't think I'm a very good turian," he said and Jane looked up at him.
"Don't let my negativity spread to you, Garrus," Jane said as she got up and placed a hand on his shoulder. "If it makes you feel better, you're my favorite turian." He chuckled at that.
"Well, when a good turian hears a bad order, he follows it. He might complain, but he knows his place. I just don't see the point in staying quiet and polite. Not when the galaxy is at stake," he said and Jane nodded.
"Still rather have you than a squad of 'good' turians," Jane said, leaning against the terminal next to him. "So how do turian crews get ready for high-risk missions?" Garrus leaned against the terminal, beside her. Jane realized their height difference, something that rarely occurred to her as she looked up into his eyes.
"With violence, usually. Turian ships have more operational discipline than your Alliance, but fewer personal restrictions," he explained and Jane blinked. "Our commanders run us tight, and they know we need to blow off steam. Turian ships have training rooms for exercise, combat sims, even full contact sparring. Whatever lets people work off stress." Jane gaped for a moment.
"You mean turian ships have crewmen fighting each other before a mission?" she asked and Garrus held up a hand as if to stop her.
"It's supervised, of course. Nobody is going to risk an injury that interferes with the mission. And it's a good way to settle grudges amicably," he said. His eyes glazed slightly and he smirked. "I remember right before one mission, we were about to hit a batarian pirate squad. Very risky. This recon scout and I had been at each other's throats. Nerves, mostly. She suggested we settle it in the ring." Jane smiled back.
"I assume you took her down gently?" Jane asked and Garrus shook his head, looking a little pleased.
"Actually, she and I were the top-ranked hand-to-hand specialists on the ship. I had reach, but she had flexibility. It was brutal," he said, his eyes looking away. Jane knew he was picturing a hard fight. "After nine rounds, the judge called it a draw. There were a lot of unhappy betters in the training room. We, ah, ended up holding a tiebreaker in her quarters." At that moment Jane realized the look in his eyes wasn't for a hard won battle, but for a passionate affair. Something in her did not like that look on his face aimed at another woman....another? Wait. "I had reach, but she had flexibility. More than one way to work off stress, I guess." Garrus looked at Jane with a shy grin and suddenly Jane realized something. She cared about Garrus. Hell, she loved Garrus. She also did not want that look on his face...unless she put it there. Taking a deep breath, Jane decided to jump into the deep end. As casually as she could, she looked up at him from her placed against the console.
"It sounds like you're carrying some tension. Maybe I could help you get rid of it," Jane suggested. Garrus grinned, looking pleasantly surprised.
"I, ah, didn't think you'd feel like sparring, Jane," he said. Jane leaned in towards him.
"What if we skipped right to the tiebreaker?" she suggested and ran a finger down his chestplate. "We could test your reach...and my flexibility." She returned to keep her back to the terminal and giving him his space. His head cocked in almost a birdlike way.
"Oh! I didn't...huh," he said, sounding rather intrigued but the proposition. "Never knew you had a weakness for men with scars. Well, why the hell not? There's nobody in this galaxy I respect more than you." He was looking away as he got up and turned to face her. "And if we can figure out a way to make it work, then...yeah. Definitely." His eyes moved over Jane's body and she could see, he was not at all put off by her. She smiled at him.
"It's been a long day, I'm going to go, but...I look forward to figuring this out with you, Garrus," Jane said with a smile as she walked by him as best she could, twisting a little more at the waist in a way she learned turian males enjoyed from her time at Afterlife. Garrus had no idea what he was in for. Not that Jane really did, she'd never dated outside of her own species and that was Kaidan. Kaidan...oh...she was going to need to talk to John. As the forward battery door closed behind her Jane headed to the elevator. Better tell her overprotective older brother that if he chased off THIS boyfriend, he was going to have to be thankful that his girlfriend didn't need his genetic material to make babies.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"Ah, Jane Shepard, glad you have come. About time to discuss human-turian relationships. Garrus giving clear signs of mating behavior," Mordin said as Jane looked at him.
"How did you know?" Jane asked in surprise. "I never realized it." Mordin stared at her for a moment before looking behind her. Garrus was pacing back and forth behind Jane, his legs coming up in a birdlike manner as he trilled regularly. His fringe stood up on his head like a cockatoo's feathers while his lower jaw was flushed bright blue with blood. Each time he was close to Jane he offered her a shiny rock. She stared at Garrus and then back at Mordin.
"Really Jane Shepard?" he asked and Jane blushed.
"I just thought he was really into rocks now," she said as Garrus offered her the rock again. Garrus trilled shrilly and Mordin's eyes narrowed at her.
"And my translators were not working properly," Jane stammered.
"For the love of God, Jane, really?" John demanded from behind Garrus.
OMAKE 2
If this were a Jane/Thane-ship Fic
"Kolyat, I hope you will find peace...with the fact I am with a human now," Thane said, pulling Jane to his side.
"What?" Kolyat cried.
"I want you to know that I don't plan to replace your mother," Jane said as she interlocked her fingers with Thane, awkwardly around his double digits.
"Seriously?" Kolyat asked.
"Siha sooths my soul and I hope she will help you to rejoin the family," Thane and Kolyat glared at Jane.
"I look forward to getting to know you, son," Jane said with a smile and Kolyat crossed his arms.
"You're not my real mom!" he sneered.
"Don't worry, kids have trouble, he'll grow out of this," Bailey said as he handcuffed Kolyat.
"I'm a fucking adult!" he cried as he was dragged away by C-Sec.
Notes:
Belle AN: *setting up a fan to blow away the steam from the Shakarian fandom* I hope this chapter makes up for the delay and I hope all those fans who adore Garrus are okay with how I'm changing things around for this story. Again, I do apologize for taking so long, but if you want something done well, sometimes taking your time is necessary.
Toby AN: I really apologize for the delay on this one. Sometimes life just sucks.
Chapter 22: Old Friends, New Beginnings
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The Shepards head to Tuchanka to help Grunt solve his agitation and to see if they can save an STG protege of Mordin's.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: So here we are! Sorry for the wait but after the last chapter we went into my busy time at work. I’ve been pulling twelve hour shifts and while it helps the paycheck it sucks on the energy scale. It's easier to come home and watch TV and play games than get out my notes and write for hours at end. Especially after sitting at a desk for hours creating blue prints. Anyway, here is 21! Did my best not to turn it into GoT season 8!
Belle’s Note: We had a long spell between chapters...especially because SOMEONE doesn't like to write original dialogue so I have to do it instead. *glaring*
Toby: Okay, okay. No reason to go all mad queen on me.
Belle: *a force of rage and darkness manifests and settles on Toby’s very soul*
Toby: Oh hell.
The following scene is censored as it is so violent and destructive it defies any rating system.
Toby: Not the face not in the face! Wait-wait-wait that doesn’t come off, that doesn’t come off-! *a loud crunch echoes with high pitched, very “masculine” screams of pain*
Belle: Oh dear, I've slowed all of you up. Please, don't mind us. We're just having a bit of a management disagreement. Now where was I, Toby?
Toby: Start the chapter, start the chapter, for the love of God someone start the chapter!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 21: Old Friends, New Beginnings
Earth Date: March 11th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Citadel Dock
John finished and saved his report to the council regarding the political situation they had uncovered while they were in the 800 blocks of the Zakera Ward and set the tablet aside to review it later before he submitted it. He yawned, stretching his arms above his head and felt a couple of his joints pop. He did pause mid-stretch when he heard a faint hum and noticed a few of the lines on his arms were glowing red a bit stronger, like they had when he first woken up on the station. He lowered his arms and stared at them, the red fading under his skin. He sighed, accepting that it was another thing he would have to live with. He turned to his computer, catching up on his e-mails and other paper work. He paused when he noticed a message from Terran Trust, the bank who had sold him the house on Earth.
“I’d forgotten all about it,” John muttered, clicking it open. As he read it a grin slowly spread across his face. Jane. Jane had transferred the house back to his name. As he sorted his other e-mails the smile on his face stayed in place. Jane had given him back everything he’d had before, even more than before. Jane had apparently been busy and frugal. Their shared accounts had grown quite a bit and she’d even invested with a few companies though she gave him mostly credits in compensation and kept the mining and company rights. That seemed fair to John, after all Jane knew more about them than he did given the two year gap. There was even a file from the Clarks with photos of the house and farm. The house looked like it hadn’t changed much from how they had left it before they’d been shipped off planet but the farm was thriving. The back forty John he himself had been planning to work and build on the Clarks had built their own house on. John was pleased to see that Jane had sold it to them, it was good land. An e-mail from an interior designer also included the house on earth. The outside was pretty plain with forest green siding and shutters but the interior was painted with Alliance and Asari blues. The entire thing had been renovated and while John might not have chosen so much blue he appreciated Jane’s efforts.
“EDI, where’s my sister?” John called, copying the pictures and messages to a datapad to take with him.
“She is located in her quarters,” EDI replied and John nodded.
“Thanks EDI,” John said as he got up and headed out of his cabin and to the elevator. It took a few minutes but soon John was at her door about to open it when it slide aside. Blasto was standing behind the door as Jane wiped sweat off her forehead. She had probably been doing some of the meditation exercises Samara had taught her.
"Hey, John, I guess the mystic twin sense was at work, I wanted to talk to you," Jane said.
"Obviously I wanted to talk to you too," John said, taking in Jane's appearance. "Need me to come back later?"
"Nah, I was trying to figure out what to say to you anyway," she said as she looked at him before deciding to jump right into it. "You really hate Kaidan don't you?"
"Not until Horizon," John said with a sigh. "I disliked him on the SR1 because he wasn't my pick for team biotic. Anderson nixed my pick of you. In hindsight I can see he was grooming me for the Spectres."
"Well, I really liked Kaidan...I probably always will. The reason I bring this up is because, you were the reason Kaidan left me," Jane said, looking at John before taking a deep breath. "He really respected you and when you died, he blamed himself as being unworthy of me." She held up her hand to pause him. "I'm not blaming you for any of that, but I want you to respect my choices as an adult woman. I want to try a relationship again and I want you to let me make my choices." John just stared at Jane, a rage he saved for his enemies welling up inside him was now aimed at Kaidan. How dare he. That utter piece of shit. John wanted to hit him again and keep on hitting him until his face was broken, permanently. He took a deep breath, not wanting to unleash his wrath on Jane.
"That is such a bullshit excuse," John replied. "I have no problems if you want to date someone, then date them. I've always been straight with you about problems I have with someone." Jane looked at John and sighed, it was clear, he still hated Kaidan.
"Considering how much Kaidan looked up to you, that's pretty cold..." Jane started before shaking her head. "That doesn't really matter. Kaidan probably will never talk to me again after you broke his jaw. Plus, I'm sort of avoiding saying this." She closed her eyes and took a breath. She looked at John. "Garrus and I want to try a relationship."
"Okay so?" John asked puzzled. At Jane's look of surprise John rolled his eyes. "Hell Jane its Garrus. I know him, I trust him. Besides you two have been dancing around each other for awhile now. Or have things changed that much between you since the SR1?" John said, shooting her a cheeky, big brotherly smile.
"I don't know what you mean about the SR1, but...the reason I bring this up is that Garrus respects you," she sighed, honestly confused. Had she been flirty with Garrus back on the SR-1? She thought she was just friendly...like a mentor. She approached John. "I don't want you doing that thing you do...the big brother thing. Remember what happened with Brandon Farley."
"If he was that scared of me, he wasn't good enough for you," John argued. "If your boyfriend pisses himself after speaking with me he's not right for you. I like Garrus and I respect him. That's a huge difference between the two, excluding the Human and Turian difference." Jane rolled her eyes.
"I mean it John. Do not mess this up for me, please. I loved Brandon and he wouldn't talk to me again. Literally, from the moment he spoke to you, until the day of the raid, he would not speak to me and that hurt," Jane rubbed an arm, looking almost like the teenage girl she was when she asked what happened when he spoke to Brandon. "Kaidan, as much as you hate him and think he's not good enough for me, was the first man who saw me as a woman. It's easy for a man to have relationships when they have rank, it's a lot harder for women. We have to be better than the men, which makes any man above our rank see us as competition and any man below us as superiors. I outranked Kaidan, but you were his commanding officer first, and he treated me like I was someone worth protecting. It made me feel wonderful and when he saw himself as a failure it hurt a lot because I never blamed him," Jane said, placing a hand on John's arm. "I have a chance to be an equal to Garrus this time. I am begging you, John, don't do that big brother crap to him. Garrus was the only constant in my life for those years you were gone. When he vanished I started to pull my head out of my ass. Nearly losing him twice in front of me. I haven't felt like myself since Kaidan left, I'm starting to feel like me again. I care about Garrus. He means a lot to me. Do not treat him any different and don't do that macho man thing where you like...welcome him to the family. I honestly want to see if we could have something real. Like what you and Liara have. I did not butt in on that...except when I literally walked in on it. I tried to keep my teasing to you, not her. So...could you please do the same for me?"
John thought for a moment, letting the silence settle between them with only Blasto's panting. Jane had a point, obviously. On the other hand he didn't need to do that to Garrus. He trusted the man and just from his own history and talks with him, Garrus didn't need to fear John because he wouldn't intentionally hurt Jane. Garrus was a man who would move mountains for his sister if he had to. John let out a gruff chuckle and Jane shot him a worried look. Shepard and Vakarian together indeed. Brothers in arms and if Garrus was who John thought he was they might be brothers-in-law one day.
"I can do that for you," John said and Jane sighed in relief. "Garrus isn't the kind of man who needs that kind of fear put into him to act right." Jane smirked at that.
"I don't know about that, he does have a nasty habit of catching rockets with his face," she joked before smiling at John. She looked relieved. "Feel free to make as many Shanxi jokes as you like. However, be warned that Joker may make them first. And...don't have EDI or Liara look up any of my or Garrus' extranet searches. We need to figure this out...in more than the usual ways. It's weird, I never thought I'd be dating a non-human." John shrugged.
"Don't look at me for advice on that, I've only dated Asari, Humans and that one Quarian during a weekend liberty a few years back." Jane looked at him in surprise.
"A Quarian? Really?" she questioned and John shot her a look.
"It was a weekend romance. Never mention it to Tali," John warned her. "I just found out about her crush as well, among other things. I'm still not sure how to talk to her about it. Anyway the reason I came to see you was to thank you."
"For what?" Jane questioned and John held out the data pad to her which she took.
"The house and the credits. Thank you for taking care of it for me," he said sincerely. Jane smiled and gave him a look.
"You should have seen in my logs how I felt about that house. It was like an Easter Egg, I kept trying to make it as much as I could think you would want it...I might have gone a little heavy on the blues, but what can I say, I got nostalgic. I tried to buy some furniture, nothing big, just small stuff that would work until..." She paused. "I guess, I always hoped you would come back, seeing as I bought stuff that I thought you would like and could live with until you picked something out. Now that you are back, you should have all that belongs to you. It was never really my house anyway. So does this mean I get the Mindoir farm since you have your home on Earth?" John shifted a bit, little uncomfortable at that thought.
"If you really want," He began hesitantly. "As long as I can come by when I like." He gestured to the hall and Jane chuckled. They walked towards the mess hall, each grabbing a cup of coffee. As they went by one of the crew was watching an Emily Wong report on their omni-tool while having breakfast.
"This just in, Citadel Zakera Ward Intendant nominee Joram Talid was arrested for political corruption and extortion of Zakera Ward businesses. It appears his anti-human position was not only political, but leading the active harassment of human and human-sympathetic businesses in the ward. When we reached out to his lawyers office we received no reply," Emily reported and Jane smirked.
"Is it just me or does this coffee taste better than normal?" Jane chuckled and John grinned.
"I was just including this in my report for the Council," he commented and Jane toasted him with her cup.
"Sparatus will be torn, he hated Talid but also hates to see turians go down in flames so publicly," she said
“John, could you check in on Grunt? He’s not feeling like himself,” Kelly broke in as they approached the elevator as she was stepping out of it. John exchanged a glance with Jane who shrugged.
“Thanks Kelly, I’ll go check in with him,” John replied, turning to the elevator and jamming his hand on the console. The doors stayed open and Jane stepped inside.
“I needed to check in with Mordin anyway,” Jane said as she stepped in after him. John nodded but grinned at her as he quickly hit the button for the bottom deck and Jane shot him a look. As the doors opened to the lower deck and he stepped out as he shot her a smug grin.
“See if you can get him to sing Gilbert and Sullivan.” John said just before the doors slid closed.
“Wait what?”
~*TF*~
A few minutes Jane entered the lab and Mordin looked up.
"Ah, Spectre Shepard, told brother about mission, did not brief you. Need to complete rescue of former team member from genophage research. Maelon. Captured by Blood Pack Mercenaries. Being held on Tuchanka," Mordin began as soon as he saw Jane.
"I see. That could be bad for him," she said as she approached. "Blood Pack are very tough on Salarian captives. Could they have learned about your genophage team?" Mordin shook his head.
"Highly unlikely, though not impossible. Shadow Broker agents may have found out and sold information," Mordin said and she felt pity. Blood Pack were tough sons of bitches.
"Well, if their defenses on Tuchanka are anything like their strongholds in space, I think I can help you out," Jane said and he smiled.
"The Mindoir Report is very useful for tactics. You make a good observer, would have done well in science field," Mordin complimented her and she smiled.
"Up until the raid on Mindoir and the revelation of my biotics, I was planning on medicine," Jane said and Mordin nodded.
"Yes, human view on biotics still very outdated. Similar to turian. A waste of good mind power for battle advantage," Mordin sniffed in argument.
"They'll learn, they're getting better each decade," Jane said and Mordin chuckled.
"Different lifecycles view change differently. Asari and krogan show how slow some minds change, human and turian appropriate. Salarian, always faster," he said and Jane looked at him. Salarians had so little time in the galaxy, it was rather sad to think that the average human was living three to four times as long as the average Salarian. Which didn't seem as bad when you realized that asari and krogan were living ten times as long as humans and turians. Good thing she was thinking about a relationship with Garrus. "You are close with krogan. Urdnot-Shepard, a high title. Almost never given to aliens, even those that breed with the clans." Jane nodded at that.
"Wrex has been like a father...or more so a friend of a father figure...who sometimes hits on me," Jane muttered. It was a weird relationship she shared with the Clan Urdnot leader. She looked at Mordin.
"You seem accepting of genophage augmentation," Mordin stated and Jane shrugged.
"I think your people made a mistake and tried to correct it in a way that cost the least number of lives. Considering how well Salarians take non-hatching eggs, you assumed the krogan had a similar mindset...not realizing Krogans are more similar to asari and turians with their parent infant bonding. Even though the females can lay massive clutches, they are super protective of all the eggs and hatchlings until the next clutch is born. When the genophage rendered some females sterile and even the fertile ones massively diminished in birthing capability, your people never accounted for the mental anguish. It was a classic interspecies miscalculation," Jane said and Mordin nodded at her assessment. "However, knowing the krogan like I do...they would have terrorized the galaxy and probably ended up destroying the vast majority of garden worlds by now. By culling the numbers, you are forcing the krogan to develop their society beyond that of what they were. While there are still many who have the mindset of a pre-genophage krogan, the younger krogan, especially the females are now focused on changing the society. Give them a full krogan life cycle and they may drag the males into a new society. The females, while emotionally damaged by the genophage, are making the most of it."
"No condemnation for my work?" Mordin muttered and Jane shook her head.
"While I love the krogan dearly, I know them well enough and honestly enough to know that if we didn't curtail the population, they would have been a greater scourge than the Rachni. The smart krogan will change and adapt, the stubborn ones will die...one way or another. Either they will kill each other or their females will leave and that kills a clan extremely quickly," Jane said and Mordin nodded again.
"Almost salarian with that deduction," Mordin teased and Jane smiled before realizing she couldn't chit chat forever without getting to what she came here for.
"Do you have a minute more?" Jane asked and Mordin looked at her with a clinical gaze before his face shifted subtly.
"Actually wanted to talk. Medical matters," he said walking around his table and Jane appreciated how much taller he was than her. "Aware that mission is dangerous. Different species react differently to stress." He cleared his throat in a way that made Jane nervous. "Sexual activity normal stress release for humans and turians. Still recommend caution. Warn of chafing." Jane felt a blush and took a breath.
"It's not just stress. Garrus is important to me. I want to be cautious, but...this isn't just stress relief," Jane said and Mordin smiled slightly.
"Ah, pair bonding...both have shown classic species signs," Mordin hummed and Jane blinked.
"What do you mean?" Jane asked and Mordin chuckled.
"Human females tend to preen in presence of males they wish to pair bond in front of," Mordin commented and Jane blinked. Had she been preening in front of Garrus...how the hell was she preening in armor? "Turian males often gaze at the waists of the females they plan to pair-bond with." Jane blinked, was Garrus staring at her...waist?
"We want to try," Jane said.
"Regardless, come see me later. May need analgesic. Chafing," he said and Jane coughed.
"I was already tested for dextro-amino intolerance. I actually have no response and seem immune," Jane stated and Mordin nodded.
"Human resistance to dextro seeming to be greater than turian. Can test Garrus," he said and Jane took a breath.
"Any recommendations as a doctor?" Jane asked, feeling a little uncomfortable as she switched her weight from foot to foot.
"Usually would remind about turian dextro-amino acids. Allergic reactions would lead to anaphylactic shock, but with no response, human allergic response is 6% of population, while turians are 12%. Those with no response are rather safe to...ahem...ingest," Mordin said and Jane was rather certain she was bright red. "Forwarding advice booklet to your quarters. Valuable diagrams, positions comfortable for both species, erogenous zone overviews. Can supply oils or ointments to reduce discomfort. Gave EDI electronic relationship demonstration vids to use as necessary." Jane blinked at that as she realized what he meant.
"Would...would...would one of those...electronic relationship demonstration vids be Tenna Jameson's Taking of Shanxi?" Jane asked, it was one of the most famous human-turian pornographic vids ever made. Mordin blinked before nodding.
"Most viewed depiction of human-turian couplings," he said and Jane fought between mortification and laughter.
"You're yanking me around, aren't you?" she asked, barely keeping it together. This was literally like getting porn from your asexual doctor. Mordin was taken aback.
"Shocking suggestion! Doctor-patient confidentiality a sacred trust. Would never dream of mockery," he decried. "Enjoy yourself while possible, Spectre Shepard. Will be here, studying cell reproduction. Much simpler. Less alcohol and mood music required." Jane nodded as she turned to leave.
"Oh, John mentioned something about Gilbert and Sullivan..." Jane stared and Mordin smiled more.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Tuchanka Atmosphere
Jane hacked and coughed as she rubbed the base of her throat. John watched her in amusement from where he was sitting in the shuttle.
“Man I hate these radiation protocol injections they give me such dry mouth,” Jane grouched taking a bottle of water from Mordin. She took a swig of the water and started gargling it.
“Chemicals in shot help stop cell-damaging effects of radiation. The compound helps cells resist apoptosis, or self-destruction. You do not possess natural resistance such as Turians and Krogan or artificial means such as your sibling possesses,” Mordin said with a sniff. Jane swallowed her water and glared at John who just looked at her, trying to ignore that Garrus was in fact glancing at her waist.
“What?”
“I should have known, you used to get the same kind of dry mouth as me. When were you going to mention this?” Jane hissed at him and John shrugged.
“Unless you’d like to be spaced, captured by Cerberus and then rebuilt while losing two years of your life I don’t think the same could be done for you Jane,” John said in amusement. Jane rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. Grunt chuckled from his corner and Jane gave him a glare, making the poor Krogan flinch. He was saved as the shuttle finished landing and made touch down. The shuttle doors opened and as John made his way out he felt a rush of air. Tuchanka had a thick, dry heat and the air smelled faintly of ozone. As John stepped out his boots crunched onto the rubble that wasn’t even completely clear of the landing pad. His gaze swept the area and most what of what he saw didn’t surprise him. Krogans wearing colors of various factions but most of them wore Urdnot colors. As they headed down he even saw a Krogan there with an Asari John assumed to be his girlfriend or possibly even more.
“What did I tell you, Honey? Isn't it beautiful? Far away from all that high-tech noise!” the Krogan said, sweeping his arm around.
“I guess. It seems a bit dirty, though...” the Asari said as she looked around. John settled in as the others got off the shuttle, Jane taking a moment to settle Blasto’s harness as they got off.
“It builds character!”
“Is it just me, or do the other krogan not like me?”
“There's some concern about me bringing in a non-krogan. I had to talk to the chief a little. It's not a deal.”
“Wait. So they don't even want me here?” she asked and John detected a note of panic in her voice as Jane and Blasto approached where he, Mordin, Garrus and Grunt were waiting.
“Who cares what they want? I want you. That's all that matters.” The Krogan replied. John blinked as surprise as Jane didn’t approach the team but the couple instead.
“I'm glad to see you made it. Don't worry about the others, they just got upset they had to let a human in,” Jane informed them. They turned to her and the Asari smiled.
"You...you are Urdnot-Shepard, I didn't recognize you on Illium, I am happy for your aid!" Char smiled. They chatted for a moment and Jane waved as the couple headed off. John composed his thoughts for a few minutes as they walked away from the happy couple.
“John?” Jane asked in concern and John sighed.
“I wish I was an Urdnot,” John said in purposely childish tone and Jane laughed as she got the joke.
“Stop right there, alien. You're Shepard...of the Normandy.” A Krogan in Urdnot colors said as he approached them.
“And Urdnot-Shepard of the Normandy.” Jane chimed in. The Krogan acknowledged her before focusing on John again.
“The clan leader wants to speak with you.” He said, obviously conveying a message. He noticed Grunt and snorted. “Keep your rutting pet on a short leash. Get him the Rite soon, or put him down.”
“You know what's wrong with him? What he needs?” John asked and the Krogan rolled his eyes.
“There's nothing wrong with him. Just go speak with the clan leader,” he said before stomping off. As they made their way out of the landing area and through the halls EDI chimed in over their comms.
“Clan Urdnot reports use weak encryption. I see references to a captured salarian in the logs of the chief scout,” she informed them and Mordin nodded.
“Good. Talk to scout, then. Or chief. Either one acceptable,” Mordin said with a sniff.
“Also, I have been unable to access local medical records. I suggest asking the local clan leader for assistance with Grunt's problem,” EDI said before closing the comm connection. They continued down the hallway and up and pile of rubble that had been stomped into and ramp making Grunt growl under his breath.
“You okay Grunt?” John asked. Grunt eyed the area with disdain as they approached another pile of rubble with guard before it and large stone chair or throne as it were.
“This is the great Krogan homework? This is the land of Kredak, Shiagur, and Veeoll? This chunk of rock is barely worth standing on! Never thought I'd miss the tank,” Grunt snarled and John nodded in understanding.
“Halt! You must wait until the clan leader summons you. He is...in talks,” one of the guards said as he glanced up at the throne which from here John cold see was just hunks of concrete crudely shaped into a throne.
“Though we do welcome you back, Urdnot-Shepard,” said the other guard and Jane dipped her head at him in acknowledgement.
“Shepard!” Wrex’s booming voice rang from the throne as he stood. John grinned and glanced at the guard.
“Good enough?” he asked and the guard stepped aside letting them past. Wrex left his throne with a laugh and pushed by the Krogan he had been talking to as John moved past the guards. Wrex reached out his arm and John did the same and they clasped forearms. “John, my friend.”
“What no love for me Wrex?” Jane teased and Wrex laughed again, letting go of John’s arm and spread his arms.
“Urdnot-Shepard we welcome you back!” Wrex bellowed and John watched as the two embraced, several Krogan bellowing a welcome.
“You bellow a welcome and embrace a human female as if she was a Krogan female entering a male camp?” the Krogan Wrex had been talking to before snarled. John shifted his attention to the fuming Krogan in black and blue armor.
“This female passed our rites, alone. She earned her place in my clan Uvenk, remember your place,” Wrex snarled as they ended they embrace. Wrex focused on John and looked him over.
“You look well for dead, John. Should have known the void couldn't hold you. It keeps failing with your sister,” Wrex said and glanced at Jane. “Here to pick out a playmate?”
“You know I'd just break a krogan, Wrex,” Jane said and Wrex just laughed as he took a step back.
“Looks like helping me destroy Saren and the geth has worked out for you. Glad we didn't have to kill each other on Virmire,” John noted and Wrex chuckled.
“Ha! You made the rise of Urdnot possible. Virmire was a turning point for the krogan, though not everyone was happy about it. Destroying Saren's genophage cure freed us from his manipulation. I used that to spur the clans to unify under Urdnot. Urdnot-Shepard helped with some of the more reluctant clans, like the Ganar.” Wrex said and Jane shrugged.
“Hey, they started it,” Jane stated and John wondered just how much time Jane had spent on Tuchanka.
“You abandoned many traditions to get your way. Like with this alien. Dangerous.” Uvenk growled. Wrex turned to Uvenk and took a step towards him, head butting the other Krogan who reeled back. John raised an eyebrow at the scene and Jane ducked her head near his.
"A head butt is pretty much a display of dominance among krogan males, that move proves that not only is Wrex dominate to Uvenk but, because Uvenk is here as a representative to his clan, that Wrex and the Urdnot are dominate to them," she whispered and John nodded in understanding as Wrex snapped at Uvenk.
“Speak when spoken to, Uvenk. I'll drag you clan to glory whether it like it or not.” Wrex said as he headed for his throne and took his place upon it. John glanced at Uvenk who glared at John as he rubbed his crest. “Now, Shepard. What brings you here? You look good. The benefits of a redundant nervous system.”
“Yeah, humans don’t have those,” John said rubbing the back of his neck.
“Oh. It must have been painful, then. But you're standing here, you've got a strong new ship, and your sister is by your side. Takes me back to the old days. Us against the unknown, killing it with big guns. Good times.”
“Sounds like you've got big changes ahead for the krogan.” John noted.
“We are making a neutral ground where all clans are welcome. Fertile females can be shared among clans. We will strengthen the race as a whole.” Wrex said passionately.
“You threaten everything that makes us strong. It will not last,” Uvenk snarled.
“Maybe. Until then, you're lucky to be a part of it,” Wrex snarled.
“How do you maintain security with so many different clans in one place?” John asked curiously.
“Any clan willing to send in hostages can come in. No fighting inside the camp. Each clan punishes its own criminals. We stop conflicts before anyone dies. Then we present a simple choice: Pay a fine and deal with your problems, or your clan is no longer welcome.” Wrex explained.
“That doesn't sound very harsh by krogan standards,” John noted.
“Allies from other clans like what I'm doing. They help deal with skeptics. Many are eager for an outlet. Every time I've declared a clan unwelcome, my allies have destroyed them. Right, Urdnot-Shepard?” Wrex said, looking at Jane pointedly.
“I didn't start it,” Jane said.
“Word gets around,” Wrex said, smirking.
“What's so important about maintaining individual clans?” Grunt spoke up from behind John. Wrex focused on Grunt for a moment before nodding.
“Every clan has different customs. Rites of passage, rules of behavior, battle songs, all unique. That diversity makes us great. No clan, not even mine, was meant to survive on its own,” Wrex explained. Grunt rocked back on his heels and appeared to be deep in thought. John was glad to see what Wrex was saying was sinking into the young Krogan. In John’s opinion after training and spending time with Grunt was that he had the skills and knowledge but not the context. He could fight but not why he should fight. John looked back at Wrex.
“Urdnot is the leading clan. Doesn't that make your culture primary?” John asked.
“For now. But every clan has its unique assets. The best tacticians are Urdnot. Jorgai has the longest breeding line. Gatatog holds the oldest settlement. Others have their own strengths. We keep going how we are, the clans will end up as craters under nuclear haze. Even Urdnot. We need to rethink. Restart.” Wrex stated.
“What do the women of Clan Urdnot think about this plan?” John asked and Wrex smirked before gesturing at Jane.
“Well, speak for your camp,” Wrex said and Jane smiled at John.
“It was the female clan leader's idea. By making a neutral area safe, it encourages more female clans to ally with Urdnot. With all females grouping together, attacks on Urdnot endanger the females of all clans.” Jane explained.
“How do you know about that?” John asked and Jane continued smiling.
“As a member of the clan, I had a vote. The female clan leader likes me, the fact the males are impressed by my battle prowess makes them listen when I talk. She likes that I'm part of the female clan by law, so I get to vote. Take it from me. Krogan males are impressive fighters, but female Krogans are the true tacticians.” Jane said and John grinned.
“Even clans that want to see me dead will defend Clan Urdnot.” Wrex boasted.
“This sounds ambitions. How's it gone so far?” John asked and Wrex sighed.
“Better than I'd feared, worse than I'd hoped.”
“It can't continue. You are going against what makes us strong!” Uvenk snarled.
“Sounds like you're not making friends,” John said as Blasto snarled at Uvenk.
“Traditionalists like Uvenk are chained varren. Always fighting, guarding their pathetic stick in the ground. When the smoke clears, I can plant the flag on their corpses and rally the rest around a new krogan hub,” Wrex stated and Uvenk glared at him.
“Sounds like you're counting on a lot of bloodshed, even after you unite,” John noted.
“It will be slow, but I won't change what we are. Krogan are judged by the strength of our enemies. Our worst insult is to say someone's not worth killing.” Wrex stated and Jane just chuckled.
“I don't bother, I just remove weakness, like the Ganar.” Jane said giving Uvenk a threatening look. “We're here for a reason, Wrex.”
“We don't often allow aliens to do business on Tuchanka, but you're always an exception. You are clan,” Wrex said warmly.
“I have a krogan on my crew. He has some kind of sickness and needs treatment.” John said gesturing for Grunt to step forward. Wrex frowned as he got a better look at Grunt, his eyes lingering on Grunt’s crest which John knew indicated Grunt was young as it hadn’t formed the sharped ridges and harsh shape of adulthood.
“Where are you from, whelp? Was your clan destroyed before you could learn what is expected of you?” Wrex questioned as Uvenk circled Grunt.
“I have no clan. I was tank-bred by Warlord Okeer, my line was distilled from Kredak, Moro, Shiagur-” Grunt began listing his lineage.
“You recite warlords, but you are the offspring of a syringe!” Uvenk snarled.
“I am pure krogan. You should be in awe,” Grunt said in a flat tone spreading his arms. John got the feeling Grunt was just repeating a mantra he had heard in the tank.
“Okeer is a very old name. A very hated name,” Wrex mused as he got off his throne and approached Grunt to look him over.
“He is dead,” Grunt stated and Wrex let out a chuff.
“Of course. You're with Shepard and Urdnot-Shepard. How could he be alive?” Wrex noted.
“We need Grunt back up to speed. What's wrong with him?” John asked and Wrex shot him a look.
“There's nothing wrong with him. He's becoming a full adult,” Wrex noted.
“Adolescence...can't we just take him to Omega and buy him a few dances?” Garrus asked and Mordin nodded knowingly.
“Ah, puberty ritual. Common among species with hormone-driven reproductive urges.”
“I don't care what aliens call it. Krogan undergo the Rite of Passage.” Wrex said, waving off their comments.
“Too far, Wrex! Your clan may rule, but this thing is not krogan,” Uvenk said as he stomped off.
“Neither am I, but I passed the Rite,” Jane called after him.
“Idiot,” Wrex grunted. He turned his attention back to Grunt. “So, Grunt? Do you wish to stand with Urdnot?”
“What does the Rite of Passage require?” John asked.
“Not for me to say, Shepard. The shaman will discuss that,” Wrex noted.
“You'll let a tank-bred krogan join Clan Urdnot?” John asked.
“Only because he's with you both. After all, we killed thousands like him. Not quite as big, but many. Clan Urdnot is strong and the others will do as I say. They see the benefit of my vision.” Wrex stated.
“What happens if he doesn't do this Rite of Passage?” John asked and Wrex shot him a look.
“If he were left here, he would be killed. The clanless are not respected. A tank-bred, probably more so. His disposition is what it is, rite or no. That's just him being a krogan. Okeer didn't tell you that in the tank, did he boy?” Wrex inquired. Grunt was quiet and thoughtful.
“This is his choice,” John noted and Grunt turned from the others and stared out over the landscape of the Urdnot base. He was quiet for a moment before he turned back to them with a determined look.
“It is in my blood. It is what I am for,” Grunt snarled and Wrex grinned.
“Good boy. Speak with the shaman...he's over on the second level. Give him a good show, and he'll set you on the path.” Wrex said as he walked back to his throne. “You too, John. How many times have you stepped in a mess for your crew, hmmm? I know your sister never took a break.”
“We're also looking for a salarian. He was captured by the Blood Pack and brought here,” Jane said as Wrex settled back into his throne.
“My scout commander can direct you. He's probably near the perimeter running target practice. Don't take too much of his time. I need a constant watch on the other clans,” Wrex noted and Jane nodded.
“It was good to see you, Wrex. Sure you can't come with us?” John asked and Wrex laughed shooting Jane a look.
“Maybe if your sister accepted my breeding request I might,” Wrex said. John blinked and felt like it was an old joke.
“Still not happening,” Jane replied and Wrex laughed.
“I need to keep these shortsighted fools in line anyway. Hunt well, Shepard, Urdnot-Shepard.” Wrex said, dismissing them as another Krogan approached with several data pads. Taking the dismissal for what it was the group left the throne pile and headed for where the Shaman was.
“He was joking about that...right?” John asked as they walked.
“I want an answer to that too,” Garrus said and Jane laughed.
“No, he wasn't joking when he sent the breeding request the first time...or the second...or the third.” Jane said and John blinked. He knew Wrex had slept with human women before but… “He's also not the only request.”
“What?” Garrus sputtered.
~*TF*~
“You go beyond yourself, Gatatog Uvenk! The rites of Urdnot are dominant!” the Shaman was snarling and John rolled his eyes. So this is where Uvenk had disappeared to.
“How do we know it will challenge him? He's unnatural! The beasts of the Rite could ignore him like a lump of plastic!” Uvenk snapped.
“They know blood, no matter the womb. Your barking does not help your case.” The Shaman retorted.
“I'll speak for myself!” Grunt snarled as they approached. The Shaman approached them and looked Grunt over.
“This is the tank-bred? It is very lifelike,” he said and took a sniff. “Smells correct as well. Your protests ring hollow, Uvenk.”
“I don't care what this idiot says. Grunt has the right to be here,” John snapped glaring at Uvenk.
“Hmm there's some fire and from an alien. Oh the shame this heaps on those that whine like pups,” The Shaman said and Uvenk scowled as Jane fought to hide a smirk.
“If this must stand on ritual, then I invoke a denial! My krantt stands against him! He has no one!” Uvenk snapped and the Shaman growled.
“My patience is tested, but Uvenk invokes correctly. Grunt, who is your krantt? Your allies willing to kill and die on your behalf?”
“Grunt will strengthen Clan Urdnot. Name our target and it will die,” Jane said immediately. The Shaman grinned at her.
“Spoken well like a true Urdnot. Most aliens and some krogan,” the Shaman gave Uvenk a pointed look at this. “Do not understand our ways. I believe these humans do. Wrex was right to give you Urdnot status. But you are not Grunt's peer, Urdnot-Shepard.”
“Guess I sit this one out.” Jane said, shrugging as she moved to the side.
“You are already Urdnot, Grunt must take his peers, those not tested by the Rite,” the Shaman noted and John nodded. That made sense.
“Aliens don't know strength! My followers are true krogan. Everything about Grunt is a lie!” Uvenk bellowed and John finally had enough of him. Jane realized what John was going to do as he stepped forward. She watched with a grimace as John leaned back before slamming his forehead into Uvenk’s crest. The Krogan staggered back and actually went to one knee. Several of the watching Krogan began to mutter as John stepped back. There was mark on his head but otherwise John did nothing but wait with clenched fists. Jane smirked in familial pride, it hurt like hell to head-butt a krogan, but with those cybernetic implants, John probably had the advantage now.
“You dare-“ Uvenk hissed getting to his feet. Jane watched the show with amusement, genuinely smiling as the Shaman threw back his head.
“Hahaha! I like this human. He understands!” the Shaman bellowed with laughter and Jane knew this would be easy.
“I withdraw my denial. This will be decided elsewhere,” Uvenk snarled and stormed by purposely bumping into John as he did.
“You have provoked them. Reason enough for me to like you. They're your problem now,” the Shaman replied.
“Do we need any special equipment?” John asked and the Shaman shook his head.
“To begin the Rite, only the candidate and those of his krantt he wishes to bring are required.” The Shaman said, gesturing to John. “You love battle, don't you Shepard? The last gasp of a dying opponent? Bring your love of the fight to Grunt's trial, and he will succeed.”
“And heavies.” Jane said and the Shaman aimed a disapproving look at her.
“Urdnot-Shepard...” he chided and Jane chuckled as she aimed a wink at John. She glanced at his back and was glad to see the M90 Cain he was carrying.
“Is Uvenk going to be a problem?” John asked pointedly ignoring his sister. He knew she was trying to help but he didn’t want her to get in trouble with the Urdnot over this.
“He is forbidden to interfere. Will he? During the Rite of Passage, you must be ready for anything, Shepard. From what your sister has shown, you will not disappoint.” The Shaman said with a smirk.
“We've waited long enough...tell us how this works,” John said and the Shaman chuffed.
“Still your impatience, Shepard. For now, know that Grunt will be tested...and that you must adapt.” The Shaman said. John nodded and was quiet as he thought. He looked the others over and came to a decision.
“Grunt and I will go through the ritual. You guys track down the information for Mordin and see if there is any supplies and equipment we can get only here.” John said and Jane blinked. “Will Blasto obey orders I give him?” Jane looked at John with surprise and looked at her faithful varren panting by her side.
"You want to take Blasto instead of Garrus?" Jane asked and John nodded. She stared at him like she was confused. "You want...my varren...who does not shoot bullets or grenades instead of a full grown, combat trained turian bad-ass?" She stared at him and John blinked.
"Blasto is a part of Tuchunka," John said and Jane took a breath. She looked at Blasto who was panting up at her happily. She returned her gaze to her brother.
"You want me to take Mordin and Garrus so that you, Grunt, and Blasto can do the Rite..." Jane started and John gave her a look as he realized she was nervous for him and not understanding his rational.
"No, I want you to take our salarian companion and our turian companion so that when Grunt goes to do this trial he has the brother of Urdnot-Shepard and a varren with him," John said and Jane realized what he was getting at. That made a decent amount of sense and she nodded.
"Look at you playing politics. You embraced eternity too hard last time, you're getting sly like Liara," Jane teased before whistling. "Okay, we're going to have to do this in a crash course."
"Can't you just go 'Blasto friend?'" John asked and Jane rolled her eyes. She made a clicking noise and Blasto was quickly in front of her.
"It's not so easy, but Blasto has been separated from me before. The problem is, I trained Blasto with more hand commands and fewer verbal. You want to keep from using too many verbal commands with an attack animal," Jane rambled as she began rubbing Blasto's head.
"I know, Jane, verbal commands can be abused by opponents so you want your attack animal trained to respond to you. Will Blasto obey me?" he asked again and Jane sighed.
"He should, but we need to make it clear you are a friendly with command privileges," Jane sighed as she massaged Blasto's head and the varren's jaw opened lazily as its head rolled on its neck with the massage, the varren's eyes slightly shutting from enjoyment of the rub.
"Oh, this is what you did with me," Garrus said and Jane nodded as she placed John's hand on Blasto's snout.
"Down with me," she said and Blasto's eyes focused on John as he kneeled, Jane continued to massage the varren's head. As John got into position beside her she placed her hand over his, so her fingers moved between his to touch Blasto. "Ch!" Blasto looked at her. "Guard!" She ordered as she squeezed her hand over John's on Blasto's snout. Blasto looked at John and began to sniff deeply into his hand. Jane smacked John's shoulder with her free hand, grasping it, before she ran her hand over Blasto's head.
"You're doing a lot of signals," John said.
"Varren are better attack animals than most think. Really smart when you train them young like I did Blasto," Jane said. “I get your reasoning for bringing him, but I thought you hated varren?"
“Only when they try to bite me,” John said. "What command are you giving?"
"This is how I trained Blasto to recognize those whose orders to obey and I'm putting Blasto on guard duty for you. He'll listen to your commands, however, keep it basic," she said.
"What about Grunt?" John asked and Jane looked at Grunt.
"I let Blasto know the crew of the Normandy were allies. He knows Grunt is a companion, so he'll watch over you both. You watch Grunt, Blasto will watch you, Grunt watches Blasto, seems fair," Jane said and John rolled his eyes.
"Why am I getting special treatment?" John asked.
"So that Blasto will obey your verbal orders, so far, only three people could give Blasto orders that he would obey," Garrus said and John blinked. "Jane, me, and the pilot of her usual ship." John stared.
“Family Blasto.” Jane said, making another distinct noise. “Family.” The varren turned to look at John and grinned happily, panting before licking John’s face. John made an expression of disgust but patted Blasto on the head with his free hand. As Jane let them go John stood and wiped his face.
“You should be fine with simple verbal commands. He won't listen to them from most people, but now you are one of the few he will listen to. You now rank third so if Garrus or I’m not there, you're on Blasto duty,” Jane said and snapped her fingers at Blasto who looked at her. “Follow Blasto.” She said pointing at John.
“Thanks Jane,” John said and turned to the Shaman who had been watching this with amusement. “We’re ready.”
“Excellent, follow me.” He said leading the way, Grunt and John following with Blasto trotting after.
“Have fun storming the castle.” Jane called out after them.
~*TF*~
"So...that was interesting," Garrus said and Jane fought the urge to tuck hair behind her ear.
"He's my brother," Jane said as she led the trio towards the Scout Leader.
"And Blasto is your baby," Garrus said and Jane paused.
"And Grunt is his," Jane shot back and Garrus let out a laugh.
"I'm telling him you said that," he teased and Jane smiled.
"I'll tell him that the second they finish the rite," Jane shot back.
"I'll believe that when I see it," Garrus chuckled.
"Hmmm verbal combat common to both species," Mordin muttered and Jane fought the urge to blush. Great, being observed by the asexual doctor.
"What do you want, Urdnot-Shepard?" the Scout leader griped and Jane leaned against the control panel for the defense cannons. She watched as he shot a few pyjaks.
"Why are your wasting your time shooting at vermin?" she asked and he chuckled.
"Ammunition is the one thing we're not hurting for on Tuchanka. As scout commander, I have to set an example. Plus, the little bastards get into the food supplies if their numbers get too high. Can't have that," he said and she nodded.
"Has there been an increase action around here? You guys seem tense," she said and he shrugged.
"Enough. Varren here and there, and snakes in any of the water safe enough to drink. Wrex has made cease-fire agreements with some of the clans, but I still have to patrol...keep them honest," he said. "We find out where the enemies are, and we make them think that there are too many of us to screw with. Sometimes that means harassing the perimeter, taking out a generator or two. Other times, we play hide and seek. We leave lots of tracks, exaggerate our numbers."
"Sounds like you are having fun," Jane said and he gave her a smirk.
"It's a lot easier to count their numbers once you blow some of them up. Everyone knows where Urdnot is. It's not like we can hide," he said as he shot another pyjak.
"Don't your storehouses have automated defenses?" she asked and he grinned.
"Why bother? Half of what we eat is vermin. And if we get hold of defense systems, we don't use them to guard grain. We've got weapons stockpiles to take care of. Beyond that, our women and children get the security, you know that," he said and Jane nodded.
"The easiest way to wipe out a clan," Jane commented.
"Women and kids can fight, but they're always outnumbered if another clan goes after them. If its women and children are killed, a clan's hope for the future is lost...it falls apart. We don't do that, though. Wrex's orders. Even if it costs us a battle, we don't fire on noncombatants," the scout leader said and Jane respected Wrex even more. That had to be a hard order to enforce.
"Anyway, we're looking for a salarian. The Blood Pack captured him, and he was last seen around here," Jane said and the scout leader shook his head.
"I heard about that salarian, poor bastard. If it's Blood Pack, then Clan Weyrloc has him. Sent one of my scouts to check it out, but he never reported back. Guess they got him, too. Chief told me to give you one of the trucks. Just follow the highway to Weyrloc's base, if you've got the quads to deal with him and the Blood Pack," he said and Jane smiled.
"I've handled Blood Pack before," she said and he chuckled.
"Seeing as you took out a whole clan, they should be easy for you," he said and Jane shrugged as she watched him take out two more pyjaks.
"What can you tell me about Clan Weyrloc's base?" she asked and he thought for a moment.
"Last I heard, the clan was holed up in an old hospital. I haven't seen it, though. I've only seen Clan Weyrloc from a distance. If I'd gotten closer, I'd have taken a shot. You get inside, though, bring a big gun. Weyrloc's base is crawling with those Blood Pack," he said.
"Hospital...that doesn't sound too defensible. Why'd they hole up there?" she asked and he snorted.
"Any hospital on Tuchanka has to be built well enough to withstand a bunch of enraged krogan. Krogan hospital. When an injury forces us to switch over to secondary organs, things get messy. Higher thought processes don't always transition properly," he said.
"Blood rage...that makes sense," Jane muttered. "Any idea what they're doing with the salarian?"
"I assumed they wanted to torture him. You don't take somebody home just to kill them. It's messy," he gave her a look. "You should know that." Jane thought about Aelaxos and how he died.
"Yeah, I do," she said quietly.
"Maybe he pissed off the Blood Pack, and they brought him here for special treatment. No skin off my hump what they do with him," he said with a shrug.
"What's Clan Weyrloc's reputation? And how are they involved with the Blood Pack?" Jane asked.
"Tough humps. And they're not friendly, like we are. They were allies with the Ganar. Clan Weyrloc started the Blood Pack Mercenary gang. One of the only gangs with an off-world presence," he said.
"They don't care for me much on two fronts then," she muttered.
"Not only did you take out Ganar, you also wrote that little article about them for aliens. They hate that. They're fanatics, totally devoted to Weyrloc Guld. Whatever they did with your salarian, Guld's behind it," the scout leader nodded.
"What makes Guld so special?" Garrus asked.
"He's got two children. One of them is a girl. Some people think he's got a destiny. Not me. I had a cousin who won 20 consecutive games of quasar. Lucky bastard. I'd ask my cousin for a loan, but I wouldn't swear allegiance to him. Luck. That's all it is. Same for Guld," the scout leader said.
"Blood Pack has non-krogan members, vorcha," Mordin stated and the scout leader laughed.
"Ha! The vorcha? They're just like the varren, only they can use guns and don't crap on the floor as often. The krogan are the only real members of the Blood Pack. Anyone else is just there to soak enemy fire," he said and Jane blinked at that. She would need to update the Mindoir Review on that fact.
~*TF*~
After a few hours ride they stopped by a smaller tunnel. As they exited up into a large arena with rubble and large device near the back the Shaman was explaining what it was.
“This is Tuchanka's most recent scar, the last surface city to fall in the rebellions. The keystone was at the heart. It has survived wars and the passage of centuries. It endures...like the krogan. If you wish to join Clan Urdnot, you must contemplate the keystone and its three trials.”
“What will happen?” Grunt growled.
“Who knows? You must adapt. You must thrive, no matter the situation. Any true krogan will,” The Shaman said. “We shall await your return or your deaths.” He headed back the way they came and sealed the entrance to the arena.
“Let's get started, Shepard. Hit the Keystone!” Grunt barked and turned to John. John was down on one knee, rubbing the dirt between his hands with a pensive look on his face. “What are you waiting for?! Let start this Rite.”
“Grunt,” John said with a sigh as he stood. “Look at this area. Tell me what you see.”
“What does that matter?!” Grunt bellowed. “We must complete the trial! Let us begin!”
“What do you see?” John repeatedly quietly.
“What does that matter?!” Grunt screamed, feeling his blood pounding. There were things to kill. Why were they waiting?! “I am Krogan I will kill anything that comes!”
“Like they were?” John asked, gesturing.
“Like who-?!” Grunt whirled around and saw them. He choked back his rage as he took in the scene before him. Krogan bodies littered the arena. Some old, some fresh. Some were half eaten, others were melted. Their armor in various states of decay as well but most were easily recognizable as Urdnot clan. What crests he could see were just like his. Hardly developed. Young. “They were just left here?”
“They were.” John said as Blasto sniffed around. “Now, tell me. What. Do. You. See?”
“Shepard, it's hard to think. My plates still itch, my blood pounds.” Grunt said, the red haze of his bloodlust still edging at his vision.
“I know. What do you see?” John asked patiently. Grunt growled but forced himself to turn away from the keystone and look the area over. His blood, his very being demanded he begin to kill something. The human, the varren but he understood what Shepard was doing. Why he had to do this Rite. To succeed he had to master that and hone it. If he could control it, focus it he would be Krogan. He was not a mad varren and he would not die like one.
“Bodies,” he bit out after a moment. “I see pillars and chunks of concrete for cover. Signs of acid and scorch marks.” He walked around and noticed Blasto sniffing at tracks and noticed they were old but just like the varren’s tracks. There were also other, larger tracks. “Varren tracks, lots of them. Also tracks of other creatures.”
“What does that tell you?” John asked. Grunt surveyed the area again and looked John in the eyes.
“Varren will attack us during one of the trails. There will also be creatures that will attack us that use acid and fire. The concrete can be used for cover but it can be affected as well. If we run out of ammo we can check the bodies for more.” Grunt stated and John smiled at him before un-holstering his Revenant.
“Hit the keystone.”
~*TF*~
The trio moved up to the area where a mechanic was working on a tank. Jane approached him. He shot her a look before continuing what he was doing.
"Do I look like I have time to talk? I've got work to do. Those fools brought this tomkah back from a skirmish without its combustion manifold. They say it got shot off in the field. You tell me: How can you expect a tomkah to run without a combustion manifold?" he griped and Jane was reminded of life on the colony. When shit broke you had to fix it or cannibalize it. It was clear the krogan were cannibalizing more than fixing. Maybe she could talk Tali into a few Quarian-Krogan projects. Probably not, but Wrex loved Tali so it might happen.
"Any idea where I could find a combustion manifold?" She asked.
"Yeah. I can make one. Give me three days and a barrel of ryncol. The one they lost is probably still out in the field. It's too much to expect them to collect it and bring the damned thing back," he growled.
"I've never seen a krogan mechanic before," Garrus commented, earning himself a glare.
"What, you think we kidnap quarians and make them do the "hard work?" Not anymore, we don't," he muttered angrily and Jane wondered if Wrex hadn't been harder on that too out of respect for a certain Quarian still on the Normandy.
"We're going out into the field. If I see a combustion manifold, I'll bring it back with us," Jane said.
"If you did, it would save me a lot of work. Maybe bring back my sunny disposition," he grumbled and Jane smirked.
"Now that I want to see," she chuckled as she walked away.
~*TF*~
“Heel Blasto!” John called shooting the last wild varren in the head. Blasto snapped the neck of the varren he had pinned under him and loped over to him. Grunt snarled and stomped on his last one. John looked over Jane’s varren and was pleased to find no wounds on him though he was covered in blood. He saw there were extra thermal clips in the pouches of Blasto’s harness but decided to save them.
“Shepard, here.” Grunt said and he looked over to him. Grunt had policed the Krogan bodies and was handing John replacement thermal clips. John nodded his thanks popping out his spent clip and slapping in a new one. He pocketed the rest of his share at Grunt did the same.
“Ready for round two?” John asked and Grunt grinned. He jogged over to the Keystone and slammed a fist on the button. As it rose the Korgan recording played again.
“Then the krogan were lifted to the stars to destroy the fears of a galaxy, an enemy only we could chase to their lair.” John blinked in shock as Harvester flew in and landed with a boom. From beneath its wings Kilxen scurried off its legs to rush them.
“Crawlers! Come to your death!” Grunt bellowed in joy and John snarled to himself.
“I hate this planet.” He growled and point at the Klixen. “Kill Blasto!”
~*TF*~
Jane entered the medical tent and Mordin looked around.
"Krogans hit by genophage, nuclear assaults, civil wars. Still survive. Impressive to see life adapt. Continue despite circumstances. Inspiring," he said and Jane nodded as she approached the scientist, she wanted to see if he had any goods.
"Should you be in here?" he snapped and Jane sighed. She didn't know the male camp nearly as well as the female camp.
"I'm sorry, we haven't met. I'm Urdnot-Shepard, who are you?" she asked and he turned to face her.
"I am Fortack, lord high researcher in matters scientific for Clan Urdnot. And I don't have time to answer your inane questions," Fortack snarled and Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes.
"I won't take up much of your valuable time," she said.
"My work is very important, human," he growled and she suspected he was not a happy krogan.
"Of course it is. I'm just curious. I'd heard a lot about the genius of krogan science," Jane said, she wanted Mordin to see what the latest krogan science was. Just in case.
"Gah! Finally someone understands. I swear I am among brainless pyjaks here. Toiling among savages! I am the lord high researcher!" he cried and Mordin looked amused.
"You must be working on something important," Jane commented.
"I was building the biggest, best offensive ordinance yet. A real ground-pounder. But the new clan leader wastes my time with frivolous research. Crops, genetics, medicinal improvements. We can buy that stuff from the Salarians!" he huffed, glaring at Mordin.
"Salarians created genophage. I've heard. Still trust them with medicines and agriculture?" Mordin asked.
"Yeah. What else can the Salarians do to us at this point? It's not like they can make us even more infertile. Actually, wait. Forget I said anything," Fortack muttered.
"Sounds like the new clan leader has some very different ideas on how to lead the krogan," Jane said.
"I used to be a scientist. I designed weapons. Now my genius is wasted on frivolous things. Things that don't explode. My predecessor said no one would understand the true worth of my work. As I pulled my blade from his chest, I knew he was telling the truth," he sighed.
"Not exactly what I would call effective academic peer review," Jane muttered.
"I don't care what you'd call it. We value the will to use what we create, not just the ability to create it. We don't count success until the ground shakes in response," Fortack cried.
"Enjoy your research," Garrus muttered as Jane noticed a sale terminal.
"Yes, yes. Move along," Fortack dismissed them and Jane was pleased to see Fortack might be a blowhard, but he had some nice equipment.
~*TF*~
John grunted as he checked over his left gauntlet. One of the Klixen had exploded close to his side and jarred the gauntlet. He noted an interior strap had snapped and he refastened it with the shorter strap and winced. He flex his hand and twisted the arm. It was uncomfortable but would hold. He tapped on his omni-tool and his suit beeped and hissed as it re-seal itself. He nodded to Grunt who returned it and smacked the button on the keystone again.
“Now all krogan bear the genophage, our reward, our curse. It is a fight where the only goal is survival!” As the keystone impacted John felt the ground shake under his feet in a way that was way too familiar.
“Feel that? Everything is...shaking. I am ready!” Grunt growled. John watched as a horrifyingly familiar sight rose from the ground just outside the arena.
“Finally, an enemy worth fighting!” Grunt bellowed. John eyed the Maw and holstered his assault rifle. He thought for a moment as the Maw scanned the area looking for its prey and he un-holstered the Cain. “Grunt, here.” As the Krogan face him John tossed him the nuke launcher.
“Why do you not keep this?” Grunt asked as the Maw screeched. John snapped his fingers at Blasto and pointed by his side. The varren was there in a moment.
“It’s your Rite. You should kill it.” John said crossing his arms and making it plain he had no intention of fighting the thresher maw. Grunt stared at him before a wide smile stretching his face. He whirled to face the maw and bellowed a challenge, charging the Maw with the launcher charging. The maw reared back to spit but Grunt fired. It hit the maw mid body and the creature whirled around in pain. Before it could retreat underground Grunt fire the last shot, hitting it in the middle again. This time the maw was blown in half. The lower portion of its body slipped back into its hole but the upper half feel to ground to thrash about. Grunt tossed the launcher aside and yanked his shotgun to bare. His began blasting its claw joints, blowing them off piece by piece. The thresher maw spat at Grunt who dodged it. He ran towards it and with a few well timed and place jumps he was atop its head. He emptied his gun into the top of it and put his gun back. He then began pounding his fists into the top of the maw’s head. John could tell when he hit something vital as the maw shrieked in pain. Grunt bellowed with laughter and reach in, pulling out a large, bloody chunk. The maw gurgled and thrashed in death throes before stilling. As John approached and picked up the empty launcher Grunt bellowed and raised his bloody arms to the sky. Then he slide down the maw and stood grinning before John. John was about to say something when a shuttle flew by over.
“We have company. Good. I want more” Grunt snarled stomping past towards where they were landing by the arena’s edge. As they approached and walked down the stairs John saw Uvenk and several of his Krogan gather around and Uvenk himself was pacing back and forth on a large chunk of concrete.
“You live, and you brought down the thresher maw. No krogan has done that in generations. Urdnot Wrex was the last, his pet human did so alone which is the only reason he graced her with his name.” Uvenk snarled.
“My krantt gave me strength beyond my genes. Which are damned good,” Grunt snarled.
“True, your alien found weakness in some of my krantt. However this feat of yours will cause discussion. I wonder...you say you are pure? Okeer constructed you? No alien meddling?” Uvenk inquired.
“The best krogan traits are distilled into Grunt. He's designed to be perfect,” John said gesturing to the blood covered Krogan by his side.
“Being designed is the problem. But not made by aliens. And he is truly powerful. That is a tolerable loophole.” Uvenk mused.
“A what?” Grunt scoffed.
“A reason to accept you. You are a mistake, but your potential could tip the current balance of the clans.” Uvenk said pacing a bit.
“You spit on my father's name!” Grunt said and John noted it was the first time Grunt had called Okeer father. “On Shepard's name! But now you stop ranting because I'm strong?”
“With restrictions. You could not breed, of course. Or serve on an alien ship. But you'd be clan in name.” Uvenk continued as if Grunt had not spoken. John noted the other Gatatog were moving into position behind them.
“You talk like he's a thing. You're after his power. You don't really want him in your clan.” John retorted and Uvenk snarled.
“Of course not. I didn't really want to cooperate with Clan Urdnot either, but I had to. Clan Gatatog is on the verge...either of greatness or of joining the dust. I get traditionalist support if I fight you, and reformer support if I back you. Your Rite of Passage tipped that balance, too.” Uvenk noted.
“It's your choice, Grunt. Sounds like an easy job,” John offered and Grunt growled.
“That's the problem. I'm pure krogan. Uvenk, you are the pretender!” Grunt snarled jabbing a finger at Uvenk.
“Your head is valuable whether you're alive or dead!” Uvenk snarled, reaching for his gun. Grunt bellowed and tackled the other Krogan.
“Kill Blasto!” John bellowed and Blasto lunged from the shadows on the Gatatog Krogan’s side. One screamed in pain as Blasto’s teeth sunk into his face. Another whirled to fire on the varren but John yanked his knife free and threw. It sank up to the hilt in the Krogan’s face who crumpled. The last Krogan whirled to flee but John yanked his pistol off his side and shot him down before he could flee. As he holstered it he heard Uvenk let out a gurgling scream. He turned back and saw Grunt was just slamming the Krogan’s head again and again into the concrete. With one last snarl he slammed Uvenk’s head down one last time with all his strength and smashed his head in. Grunt was breathing heavily but stood up.
“Uvenk is meat. Let's signal at the keystone to get out of here, and leave him to rot.” Grunt snarled.
~*TF*~
"So supplies bought," Garrus stated.
"Check," Jane stated.
"Camp inspected," Garrus added.
"Double check," Jane nodded.
"What else to do?" he asked and Jane smirked as she headed back over to the scout leader.
"Time to see who has better aim with a defense cannon," she grinned and Garrus smirked. She looked at the scout leader. "Mind if we man the cannons while we wait for our companions to return?" The scout leader shrugged.
"Amuse yourselves, I need to make the schedule for outings anyway," he stated and Jane took his cannon.
"We could just use sniper rifles," Garrus huffed.
"Oh, looks like someone doesn't think he can win using a defense cannon. Didn't peg you for an excuse maker, Garrus," Jane taunted and Garrus looked at her. While she smirked he fired and a pyjak cried.
"One to me," he grinned and Jane narrowed her eyes.
"Is that how it's going to be, Mr. Vakarian?" Jane gasped and Garrus smirked at her before looking up as her rocket took out another pyjak.
"Game on, Miss Shepard," he grinned and they both began fighting for every kill.
"Yes...yes...competitive behavior very important for turian bonding," Mordin muttered and Jane noticed that Garrus missed. She quickly took the kill, knowing damn well she was blushing like a school girl. It passed the time waiting for Grunt and John to come back.
~*TF*~
As John and Grunt made their way back into the camp, Blasto barked happily as the trio from the camp approached.
“How did it go?” Jane asked as they walked up the stairs to the Shaman’s area. John sighed as they reached the top.
“It went okay till Uvenk tried to kill us.” John noted. Jane blinked and shook her head as Grunt knelt before the Shaman.
“You have passed the Rite of Passage, earning the honor of clan and name. Many survive, but it has been years since a thresher maw fell to a krogan! Your names shall live in glory. Grunt, you are Urdnot. You may now own property, join the army, and apply to serve under a battlemaster.” The Shaman declared. John grinned proudly at the Krogan.
“Shepard is my battlemaster. He has no match,” Grunt declared and John blinked. Jane nudged John and grinned before she knelt to check Blasto over.
“Understood. Congratulations, Urdnot Grunt. Accept this token from Fortack. His weapons are the finest we have.” Shaman said as Grunt stood and handed Grunt a shotgun.
“For the record, I argue the match statement, I completely the entire rite solo and I took on a thresher maw...just like Clan Leader Wrex.” Jane chimed in and John rolled his eyes.
“As did Urdnot Grunt.” The Shaman countered and Jane looked at Grunt who was grinning widely.
“Oh I have to hear this.”
~*TF*~
"Then he beat it to death with his bare hands," John said and Jane whistled.
"I'm curious how he would have done if you hadn't gone with him," Jane muttered.
"I'm curious how you survived that alone," John replied.
"Mostly I used the Ganar as krogan shields during the waves of Tuchanka wildlife. I honestly hate this planet sometimes," she said as the two watched Grunt demolish his meal. Grunt savagely bit into leg of roasted varren and chewed for a few moments.
“So, you look like a proud father watching over your freshly graduated son," Jane commented to John. He was relaxing as he leaned back into the wall behind him. They were in a Krogan restaurant, which was basically rubble by a fire pit where they paid a Krogan for food. Not exactly first class dining but John had to admit it was tasty. Jane tossed Blasto a chunk of pyjak.
“Jane Shepard information from Urdnot checks out,” Mordin said as he approached with Garrus trailing behind him. “Medical supplies in large quantities have been delivered to Weyrloc encampment. Supplies are in line with medical procedures Maelon would use.”
“Did you guys get us a ride?” John asked and Jane nodded. She dusted off her hands and stood as their comms flared to life.
“Shepards, killing the thresher maw has produced several breeding requests for Grunt. And one for John Shepard.” EDI reported and Grunt let out a bark of laughter.
“Turn down the one for me with as polite response please EDI.” John as he stood. “I don’t think I’m ready to add Krogan to my list.”
“Understood. Jane Shepard there was also more breeding requests for yourself and an Urdnot Edhren has also asked for nesting rights.” EDI reported and Jane rolled her eyes as Garrus frowned.
“Him again? EDI just pass off a refusal and don't make it polite,” Jane said rolling her eyes.
"This krogan bothering you?" Garrus asked and Jane smirked at him.
"Oh...jealous?" Jane asked.
"More so cautious," Garrus teased. "I'm already a turian, I'm pretty sure all the Urdnot would hate me if I stole away their little human. I heard them call you 'small, but fierce.'"
"Pair-bonding with sarcasm must be common in humans," Mordin commented and John snickered. Jane and Garrus coughed as they moved away.
"He's not writing me krogan poetry or anything...thank God," Jane said and Garrus chuckled.
"I didn't know you wanted poetry," Garrus said and Jane gave him a look.
"Turian poetry wouldn't happen to be anything like Turian art would it?" Jane asked and Garrus laughed.
"I'm told it's worse, but better than krogan," he said and Jane mock gasped.
"Hard pass...Edhren is just a horny kid...I mean, he's like two hundred, but he's a kid by krogan standards," Jane said. "He was driving the tomkah that Wrex picked me up in when I became Urdnot-Shepard. Kind of left an impression on him." Garrus nodded.
"You have that effect on some men," he said and Jane blinked before blushing.
"You win that round, Vakarian," she muttered before walking back over with a slight smile. Garrus strutted a bit as he walked behind her.
"I am ready," Grunt said as he finished the last of his food and got up. "I will meet with you all later."
“I understand Grunt. See you back on the ship,” John said. Grunt nodded heading off and Jane realized with her talk with Garrus that she had missed something with Grunt.
“Were is he going?” Jane asked and John just shrugged.
“He wanted to clean up and explore Tuchanka a bit,” John said conveniently leaving out one of Grunt’s stops was going to be the female camp. He looked to Mordin. “Where is our ride?” As Mordin led the way Jane frowned.
“You don’t think?” Garrus trailed off and Jane just shook her head.
“Oh, I'm sure he is, but I’m trying not to think about it.”
~*TF*~
The Weyrloc lands were guarded by more wildlife and a few vorcha, but it was pathetically easy to make it to the hospital. Blasto was close to his mistress' side with Garrus on the other while John and Mordin hung back. The snipers took out the vorcha quickly while the other two watched their backs. Soon enough the team found the entrance to the hospital. A manifold was exposed on a flipped tomkah. Jane grabbed it, she wanted to see the sunny disposition of the Urdnot mechanic. Mordin approached the hospital entrance.
"Repurposed krogan hospital. Sturdy. Built to withstand punishment," Mordin commented as he hacked the door quickly. The group entered. Blasto was on point with Jane close behind, Mordin to her right, John to her left, and Garrus taking up her six.
"That's unfortunate. Hospitals aren't fun to fight through," Garrus commented.
"What is fun to fight through?" she asked, sparing him a look over her shoulder, catching him looking away from her waist again. She may have to wear some tighter clothes on the Normandy if he liked seeing her waist that much.
"Gardens, electronic shops. Antique stores, but only if they're classy," Garrus said offhandedly.
"I recently found that I like fighting through art galleries," Jane commented.
"I missed out on that mission," Garrus stated before they found a body.
"That body. Human. Need to take a look. Sores, tumors, ligatures showing restraint at wrists and ankles. Track marks for repeated injection sites. Test subject. Victim of experimentation," Mordin stated as he scanned the body. It was in bad shape and Jane winced at the stench.
"I don't suppose there's a way to tell who this poor bastard was?" John asked as he glared. The man had definitely died of some disease based on his skin.
"No tattoos or ID. Maybe slave or prisoner. Maybe merc or pirate. Irrelevant now. Clearly part of krogan tests to cure genophage. Humans useful as test subjects. Genetically diverse. Enables exploration of treatment modalities," Mordin stated.
"Wouldn't something native to Tuchanka work better? Varren, maybe?" Jane asked and Mordin nodded.
"Yes. Human experiments strictly high-level, concept testing. Native Tuchanka fauna likely used later, in development stages. Wise to delay use of varren until necessary. Powerful bite," he sighed.
"What can you tell about their experiments from looking at the body?" John asked and Mordin looked at the body, scanning it a few more times.
"Position of tumors suggests deliberate mutation of adrenal, pineal glands. Modifying hormone levels. Counterattack on glands hit by genophage. Clever," he said.
"Do you think they're close to curing the genophage?" Jane asked, Weyrloc with a genophage cure would be bad for Wrex. Mordin typed on his omni-tool a bit and shook his head.
"Can't say. Need more data. Conceptually sound, though. Genophage alters hormone levels. Could repair damage with hormonal counterattack," he said.
"How are humans more genetically diverse?" John muttered.
"More variable. Peaks and valleys, mutations, adaptations. Far beyond other life. Makes humans useful test subjects. Larger reactions to smaller stimuli," Mordin explained.
"I know we can look much different from each other, but asari have a wide range of skin tones," Jane said and Mordin shook his head.
"No. Ignore superficial appearance. Down to genetic code. Biotic abilities, intelligence levels. Can look at random asari, krogan, make reasonable guess. Humans too variable to judge. Outliers in all species, of course. Geniuses, idiots. But human probability curve offers greater overall variety," Mordin explained and the twins shared a look.
"Now we've got two reasons to shut this place down," Jane said, nodding at John. He returned the gesture.
"Focus on Maelon. Too late to help the dead," Mordin sighed and the group continued down the stairs and entering a massive storage area. As they entered the door across the room on a balcony walkway.
"I am the speaker for Clan Weyrloc, offworlders. You have shed our blood. By rights, you should be dead already. But Weyrloc Guld, the Chief of Chiefs, has ordered that you be given leave to flee and spread the message of our coming," a krogan cried and Jane stared at him.
"Krogan don't generally let people go. What does Clan Weyrloc have planned?" John asked.
"If you walk away now, you can tell your children that you saw Clan Weyrloc before our Blood Pack conquered the stars. You think the Urdnot impressive? They are pitiful. Weyrloc Guld will destroy them! The salarian will cure the genophage and Clan Weyrloc will spread across the galaxy in a sea of blood!" the speaker cried and Jane's eyes narrowed.
"Appears they discovered Maelon's work. Unfortunate," Mordin sighed.
"It doesn't have to happen like this. I can understand wanting to cure the genophage..." John began but was cut off.
"No, human! You understand nothing! You have not seen the piles of children that never lived. The krogan were wronged! We will make it right, and then we will have our revenge!" the speaker roared and Jane felt her eyes narrow as she went into kill mode. The Blood Pack would never make it through space if she had her way.
"Half the galaxy sees the krogan as victims! If you start a war, you'll lose their support!" John tried to reason.
"We have the Blood Pack and we have the salarian! When our clan numbers in the millions, we will not need support. When we cure the genophage, Weyrloc Guld will rule all krogan! The Krogan Rebellions will-" the speaker raged.
"You talk too much," Jane stated as she took a shot at the gas pipe below the walkway. The krogan flinched and then laughed.
"See the human Urdnot cannot hit a simple target," the speaker laughed before he began to sniff. He looked at Jane and she smirked as she sent a second shot. The krogan and vorcha began to scream as they were set on fire.
"You had to blow him up?" John sighed and Jane shrugged.
"You heard him talking down about my clan...and my aim," Jane said and Garrus chuckled as they began to take on the surviving Blood Pack members. Due to the explosion most of the surviving krogan and vorcha were pretty easy to take out. It was easy to make it up to the next level.
"Labs likely through there. Can smell antiseptic, hint of dead flesh," Mordin commented as they reached a doo that indeed lead to a small lab. “Active console. May contain useful data. One moment. Genetic sequences. Hormone mutagens still steady. Protein chains, live tissue , cloned tissue. Very thorough. Standard treatment vectors. Avoiding scorched-earth immunosuppressant to alter hormone levels. Good. Hate to see that.”
“Most people wouldn't be so casual about developing a sterility plague, Mordin,” John said, a bit gruff.
"Not developing. Modifying. Much more difficult. Working within confines of existing genophage. A hundred times the complexity. Errors unacceptable. Could cause total sterility, malignant tumors. Could even reduce effectiveness. Worse than doing nothing. Had to keep krogan population stable. One in one thousand. Perfect target, optimal growth. Like gardening.” Mordin protested.
“You're saying you were working just as hard to keep their population from falling?” John said and Mordin nodded.
“Yes. Could have eradicated krogan. Not difficult. Increased mutation to degrade genetic structure further. Chose not to. Rachni extinction tragic. Didn't want to repeat. All life precious. Universe demands diversity.” Mordin said and John realized something. Despite how he felt about the genophage Mordin in his own way didn’t want to kill them off.
“What was it like, working on the genophage modification project?” John asked.
“Best years of my life. Wake up with ideas. Talk over breakfast. Experiments all morning. Statistical analysis in afternoon. Run new simulations during dinner, set data runs to cook overnight. Laughter. Ego. Argument. Passion. Galaxy's biggest problem, massive resources thrown at us. Got anything we wanted.” Mordin enthused, gesturing with his hands.
“Do you keep in touch with your old team members?
“No. All changed with deployment. Made test drop on isolated krogan clan. Hit rest of Tuchanka when results were positive. End of project. Separate ways. Watching it end, watching birth rates drop. Personal. Private. Not appropriate for team.” Mordin said, getting quiet.
“Sounds like you were pretty important. How'd you go from that to running a clinic on Omega?” John asked.
“Wanted to heal people. Good use of last decade. Something easy. No ethical concerns. Understand rationale for modified genophage. Right choice. Still hard to sleep some nights,” Mordin said, almost absently.
“How can you agree with using the genophage, Mordin? Look at what happened to Tuchanka as a result.” John said, gesturing.
“State of Tuchanka not due to genophage.” Mordin countered. “Nuclear winter caused by krogan before Salarians made first contact. Krogan choices. Refuse truce during Krogan Rebellions. Expand after Rachni Wards. Splinter after genophage. Genophage medical, not nuclear. No craters from virus. Damage caused by krogan, not Salarians. Not me.”
“The effects on Tuchanka are still your responsibility! You upgraded the virus that kept them like this. What would they be like now if Wrex hadn’t come along, Mordin?” John countered.
“Krogan committed war crimes. Refused to negotiate. Turian defeat not complete. Krogan could have recovered attacked again. Conventional war too risky. Krogan forces too strong. Genophage was only option. Krogan forced genophage. Us or them. No apologies for winning. Wouldn't have minded peaceful solution.” Mordin said.
“So if the krogan banded together and formed a united government, you'd welcome that?” John asked, crossing his arms.
“Yes. United krogan saved galaxy, destroyed Rachni. Genophage not punishment. Simply alters fertility to correct for removal from hostile environment.” Mordin countered.
“Couldn’t you have come up with an alternative so they had a cycle like a human’s?” John retorted. “Instead of giving birth to dead children?” John asked.
“We're not going to find Maelon staring at consoles. Come on,” Jane said cutting them off before the argument could escalate.
~*TF*~
The next room was more brutal as Jane looked at the covered body, she could tell it was female. Young, too young to be rotting in a room like this.
"Dead krogan. Female. Tumors indicate experimentation. No restraint marks. Volunteer. Sterile Weyrloc female willing to risk procedures. Hoped for cure. Pointless. Pointless waste of life," Mordin said and Jane nodded.
"I thought you would be able to look at this," Jane commented and Mordin seemed shocked.
"What? Why? Because of genophage work? Irrelevant. No, causative. Never experimented on live krogan. Never killed with medicine. Her death not my work, only reaction to it. Goal was to stabilize population. Never wanted this. Can see it logically...but still unnecessary. Foolish waste of life. Hate to see it," he said.
"I honestly didn't think you'd had much direct contact with things like this. Did you come to Tuchanka after dropping the modified virus?" Jane asked as she looked at the poor krogan female.
"Yearly recon missions. Water, tissue samples. Ensure no mistakes. Superiors offered to carry it on. Refused. Need to see it in person. Need to look. Need to see. Accept it as necessary. See small picture. Remind myself why I run a clinic on Omega. Rest, young mother. Find your gods. Find someplace better," Mordin whispered and Jane blinked at him.
"I didn't expect spirituality from you, Mordin," she confessed.
"Genophage modification project altered millions of lives. Then saw results. Ego, humility, juxtaposition. Frailty of life. Size of universe. Explored religions after work completed. Different races. No answers. Many questions," he said. "Modified genophage project great in scope. Scientifically brilliant. But ethically difficult. Krogan reaction visceral, tragic. Not guilty, but responsible. Trained as doctor. Genophage affects fertility. Doesn't kill. Still caused this. Hard to see big picture behind pile of corpses."
"Can you really just rationalize it all way? How do you justify it?" John asked.
"Wheel of life. Popular salarian concept. Similar to human Hinduism in focus on reincarnation. Appealing to see life as endless. Fix mistakes in next life. Learn, adapt, and improve. Refuse to believe life ends here. Too wasteful. Have more to offer. Mistakes to fix. Cannot end here. Could do so much more," he said.
"You could have cured the genophage, instead. Brought hope to the krogan. They'd have rejoiced," John suggested and Mordin shook his head.
"Assumes human reaction. Krogan stimulus response different. Harsh environment, take chance to fight, flee. Would have caused chaos on Tuchanka. Victor would have war economy, bloodthirsty army. Galactic expansion only logical outcome. More war. Genophage saved lives war would have ended," Mordin sighed and Jane nodded.
"I agree with Mordin. I love the krogan, but Wrex is building something the krogan haven't had in millennia, a functional society. If the genophage was suddenly cured, each child would be worth so much less. Give Wrex a few centuries and the krogan could rise up," Jane said.
"Possible. Millions of data points. Years of arguments. Countless scenarios. All noted krogan fragmentation as dangerous. No unified culture to support repopulation. Would have been war. Turians and humans destroying krogan utterly. Genophage was better. Saved lives," Mordin sighed. Jane looked over the dead krogan and placed a hand on the head ridge. She said a small prayer of her own before following the others out.
They came to a small room. Garrus opened the door and they peered in.
"You killed the Blood Pack guards!" the krogan said, a dead krogan beside him. Jane noticed he was wearing an Urdnot symbol.
"Not Blood Pafck, not member of Clan Weyrloc. Wrong clan markings," Mordin commented.
"I'm an Urdnot scout. Weyrloc guards got me. Brought me here," the krogan said, he sounded weird. He might be drugged. It would have to be extremely powerful stuff to affect him.
"The chief scout told us to watch for you. We've taken out the guards. Get back to Urdnot," Jane said, kneeling in front of him.
"I can't. The Weyrloc did things to me. Drugs. Injections. Said I was sacrificing for the good of all krogan. Experiments to cure the genophage. Everything's blurry. Hard to think. Have to stay," he said and Jane stared at him. His eyes were glazed and he seemed to be rocking as he sat.
"Mordin, can you get him back on his feet? Stims, maybe? Something to bolster his immune system?" John asked.
"You don't understand. I'm not too sick to leave. I have to stay. They're curing the genophage. They're going to make it all better! They have to keep doing the tests!" the scout cried and Jane felt genuine angry. This scout was Urdnot and God help her, he was one of HER krogan.
"Caution, Spectre Shepard. Patient unstable, susceptible. Brainwashed," Mordin stated.
"Why do you want them to keep doing the tests?" John asked and the scout looked past Jane to him.
"This is my fault. I got caught. Wasn't strong enough, not good enough. This is the best I can do. This is all I can do. I'm not big enough to have a real shot with the females. I'll never have kids of my own. But if I help undo the genophage, then I mattered!" the scout cried and Jane snapped her fingers right in front of his nose. His eyes crossed to look at her fingers.
"Oh, millions of children will be born...Weyrloc children. They're going to destroy the other clans, our clan," Jane said and the scout's mouth opened in indignation.
"But...no. No, they said I was helping Urdnot!" he sounded aghast.
"If you want to help Urdnot, you need to get back there. But it would take a real badass to make it back to camp while injured," Jane said, putting a little growl into her voice.
"I can do it!" the scout cried and Jane smirked as she got up.
"You? I said a badass, not some scout whining like a quarian with a tummy-ache," she said snidely and the scout got to his feet.
"I can do it! I'm up! And I'm going to the female camp!" he roared as he shook himself. Jane smiled and grabbed his shoulder.
"Damn right you are! Get back there and show them what you're worth! Go, go!" she cried, slapping him on the shoulders and hump as he began to barrel the way they had come.
"Rah!" he roared as he charged off.
"There's no pep talk like a military pep talk," Garrus said and Jane smiled.
"What can I say, I know how to get a man moving," she stated as she took point. They quickly cleared the rest of the hospital and finally reached their goal.
~*TF*~
“Maelon. Alive. Unharmed. No signs of restraint. No evidence of torture. Don't understand,” Mordin said as they lowered their guns as they entered the room. John was surprised Maelon wasn’t under heavy guard.
“For such a smart man, Professor, you always had trouble seeing evidence that disagreed with your preconceptions. How long will it take you to admit that I'm here because I wish to be here?” Maelon retorted. And John sighed.
“Maybe the Weyrloc brainwashed or drugged him to keep him under control?” Jane suggested as she holstered her rifle.
“Unlikely. Pupils normal. Body language consistent with standard metabolic state,” Mordin noted.
“Please, Professor. You wrote a paper on this. Forced behavior modification always results in mental degradation. Whether from Reaper indoctrination or drugs, test subjects always lose higher cognitive function,” Maelon scoffed and John shook his head.
“Not brainwasher or conditioned. Need Maelon at peak capacity for work. Must be alternate source of coercion,” Mordin noted.
“He wasn't kidnapped. He came here voluntarily to cure the genophage,” John said and Mordin whirled to face Maelon as Maelon nodded in agreement with John.
“Impossible. Whole team agreed! Project necessary!” Mordin countered.
“How was I supposed to disagree with the great Doctor Solus? I was your student! I looked up to you!” Maelon snapped.
“Experiments performed here. Live subjects! Prisoners! Torture and executions. Your doing?” Mordin shouted and pointing a finger at Maelon.
“We've already got the blood of millions on our hands, Doctor. If it takes a bit more to put things right. I can deal with that,” Maelon said, gesturing.
“You honestly think the experiments you did here are justified?” John snapped.
“We committed cultural genocide! Nothing I do will ever be justified! The experiments are monstrous...because I was taught to be a monster.” Maelon said and John scowled.
“Mordin, did you ever perform experiments like this?” John asked just to prove his point since he already knew what the answer would be.
“No. Never taught you this, Maelon.” Mordin said sadly.
“So your hands are clean! What does it matter if the ground is stained with the blood of millions! You taught me that the end justified the means. I will undo what we did, Professor. The only way I know how,” Maelon scoffed.
“What happens if the genophage is cured and the krogan expand again? That will be on your head,” Garrus noted as Blasto growled at Maelon.
“We justified this atrocity by saying the krogan would cause havoc and war if their population recovered. But look at the galaxy! Batarian attacks in the Traverse, geth attacks on the Citadel. Is this a more peaceful universe? The assault on your Eden Prime might never have happened if we had let the krogan recover. We'll never know,” Maelon snapped.
“How would a krogan population explosion have done anything to stop Saren and the geth?” John wondered.
“An increased krogan population would have forced the Council to take steps, likely involving colony rights in the Traverse. The turian fleets would be vigilant for any military activity in the area. They might have stopped the geth at Eden Prime!” Maelon said and Jane rolled her eyes.
“Supposition. Impossible to be certain,” Mordin countered.
“Don't you see? We tried to play god, and we failed! We only made things worse...and I'm going to fix it,” Maelon stated.
“You talked about killing, but the genophage isn't lethal. It only affects fertility rates,” Jane noted.
“Krogan fight over fertile females. They become mercenaries or pirates because they see no alternative! They would be thriving in a cultural renaissance now had we not decided that this is what they deserved!” Maelon snapped.
“Inaccurate. Krogan population resulted in war. Simulations were clear!” Mordin snapped back.
“Why work with Clan Weyrloc? And how did you access the genophage data?” Jane asked.
“The data was easy to obtain. We all still had clearance. We were heroes. All I had to do was ask. As for the Weyrloc, they were the only clan with both the resources and the commitment.”
“Urdnot has a larger camp than Weyrloc. Why not use them?” John asked.
“Urdnot Wrex is too soft. He wasn't willing to do the experiments I needed.” Maelon stated flatly.
“Seriously?” Jane demanded.
“It's Urdnot's loss and Weyrloc's gain. Their clan will be the first to recover from the crime we committed.” Maelon continued.
“Maelon clearly doesn't need rescuing. What do you want to do?” John asked.
“Have to end this,” Mordin said, approaching Maelon who drew a pistol and was waving it wildly at each of them.
“You can't face the truth, can you? Can't admit that your brilliant mind led you to commit an atrocity!” Maelon said in a panicked tone and as he waved the gun wildly at each of them Mordin reached out and slugged Maelon, the gun going flying to skid along the ground. Maelon slammed against the computer console and Mordin drew his own gun, pointing the gun at Maelon’s face.
“Unacceptable experiments. Unacceptable goals. Won't change. No choice. Have to kill you.” Mordin said, his tone dark but sad.
“Wait. You don't need to do this, Mordin. You're not a murderer,” John said ignoring Maelon moving his head in agreement with John as he spoke and Jane’s soft snicker as Maelon did so.
“No. Not a murderer. Thank you, Shepard,” Mordin said taking a breath and stepping away from Maelon to holster his gun. “Finished, Maelon. Get out. No Weyrloc left. Project over.”
“What if he talks to more krogan, tells the public about the modified genophage project?” Jane asked a bit disappointed.
“Special Tasks Group good at covering tracks. No proof. Weyrloc willingness to work with salarian unusual. Other krogan will kill him.” Mordin noted.
“Aren't you worried that he'll start his research again?” Garrus asked.
“No. Locking this unit. Special Tasks Group can cut access to old data. Could start from scratch. Decades of work, though. Didn't teach you everything I knew.” Mordin said, just a bit of smugness in his tone.
“You heard the professor. Get out before he changes his mind,” John said.
“Where am I supposed to go, Professor?” Maelon bit out.
“Don't care. Try Omega. Can always use another clinic,” Mordin said, turning away from Maelon and focusing on the console.
“The krogan didn't deserve what we did to them, Professor. The genophage needs to end,” Maelon said as he walked away.
“Not like this.” Mordin muttered. “Apologies, Shepards. Misunderstood mission parameters. No kidnapping. My mistake. Thank you.”
“Don't worry about us, Mordin. How are you doing?” John asked in concerned and Mordin sighed.
“Should have killed him. Wanted to. Easier than listening. Easier for him, too. Experiments indicate how far he's fallen. Expected it from krogan. Not one of mine.” Mordin noted.
“Maybe you'll remember that the next time you're discussing the ethics of the genophage,” John noted and Jane elbowed him.
“Yes. So many variables. Stress responses. Impossible to truly predict. Something to think about. Maelon's research. Only loose end. Could destroy it. Closure, security. Still valuable, though,” Mordin noted. John thought about that. On one hand it was research that included tests on living victims. It was tainted. On the other hand if he did destroy it then those Krogan died for nothing.
“Right now, the victims died for nothing. Keep it, use it, deaths worth something. Maelon's work could cure genophage. Don't know. Effects on krogan. Effects on galaxy. Too many variables. Too many variables!” Mordin mused.
“Don’t let the people who died die for nothing. They don't deserve this, Mordin. Save the data.” John said and Mordin sighed.
“Point taken, Shepard. Capturing data, wiping local copy. Still years away from cure. But closer than starting from scratch. Done. Ready to go. Ready to be off Tuchanka. Anywhere else. Maybe somewhere sunny.”
~*TF*~
The team unloaded from their tomkah and Jane approached the mechanic.
"Brought you a gift," Jane said, giving him the manifold and he blinked.
"You just saved me days of work," he said.
"I just wanted to see a smile," she said and he stared and moved his mouth in a way that exposed his teeth. "I know that's not a krogan smile." She turned and headed off as he laughed.
"Flirting again?" John asked and Jane snorted.
"Gotta keep the Urdnot glad they gave me status," Jane replied as they headed to Wrex's throne. "Clan Leader!"
"Urdnot-Shepard, are you leaving already?" Wrex asked and the group nodded. "You killed my enemies again."
"They were in my way," Jane commented and Wrex laughed.
"Thanks, Wrex," John said and the krogan nodded.
"Keep bringing your sister here and no thanks needed," Wrex said with a wink.
"Still not okay with this," John sighed.
"Me either," Garrus shuddered.
"Not happening Wrex," Jane called. "Keep in touch."
"You keep turning me down," he chuckled as the group headed toward the landing dock.
"Clan Urdnot has increased in strength after the destruction of Clan Weyrloc. Based on population profiles. Clan Urdnot has adopted surviving members of Clan Weyrloc. Mostly women and children, much like it did with Clan Ganar," EDI informed the team.
"Intelligent move. Surprising from krogan. Glad to see it," Mordin said.
"Is Grunt back on the Normandy?" John asked.
"He is currently 'sleeping off a college weekend' according to Jeff," EDI said and Jane chuckled.
"Great," John sighed.
"He's your son," Jane teased and John gave her a look. She looked at Garrus.
"You said you would call him his baby," Garrus stated.
"I should get credit for that," Jane argued.
"I'm missing a joke," John sighed.
~*TF*~
Jane headed down to talk to Jack, of the crew, Jack was the only person she felt she could actually talk about dealing with Human-Turian...relations. Jack would give Jane shit...but after the shit talk, real advice.
"Yo, Jack, I need to talk to you," Jane said as she headed down the stairs. Jack looked pissed. "Hey...you alright?" Jack looked at her and Jane could feel the rage. Uh...oh...
"I got thoughts like little bugs crawling in and out of my head. I can't stop them," Jack growled and Jane stayed back. Jack was angry, at least she had better control of her biotics than Jane. "You know I have a history with Cerberus. You know how far back it goes?" Jane looked at Jack.
"Based on intel I've collected from Cerberus bases I've busted. I wouldn't be shocked if they didn't get you as a kid," Jane said and Jack moved to the stairs to sit down. Jane took a relaxed posture and listened.
"That douche, the Illusive Man? Never seen him before, but Cerberus raised me. First thing I remember is my cell door in a Cerberus base," Jack said and Jane felt rage of her own.
"Fuck..." she hissed and Jack nodded.
"They did experiments. Drugged me. Tortured me. Whatever chance I had to be normal, they stole it by trying to turn me into some super biotic," Jack explained. The thought sent shivers down Jane's spine. Stealing babies. The empty bassinette from the Collector attack haunted Jane for a second as she gave Jack her full attention. "The doctors...the other kids...Every one of them hated me. They let me suffer."
"What the fuck did they think torturing a little girl would accomplish?" Jane felt her rage at Cerberus come back. She thought of all the things she had uncovered. She wished she killed more of their agents.
"Something about pain breaking down mental barriers, and how it might clear the way for a more biotic power. I'm sure there was a payoff due at some point, but I wasn't going to see it. I was wired up in a cell," Jack explained and Jane felt sick.
"They tortured you just to see if they could make a strong biotic? They could have destroyed your mind! That couldn't have just been it!" Jane cried and Jack smirked.
"Wasn't in a position to ask. All I know is, a little girl crying in a cell, begging for the pain to stop..." Jack said and Jane wished Jack was the type to accept physical comfort. She wanted to hug her friend, but wasn't stupid enough to try.
"How the fuck did you get out of there?" Jane asked in a tone full of awe. Jack looked at her and shrugged.
"There was some kind of emergency and I made a break for it. The other kids came out of their cells and attacked me. So did the guards. I just killed everything in my way and ran. Guess my biotics had developed faster than they thought," Jack explained. "I managed to get a shuttle off the ground. Drifted until a freighter picked me up. The crew used me, then sold me. That's my uplifting escape story."
"What happened to the other children?" Jane asked and Jack shrugged.
"When I broke out, I had to fight through them all. But there's a loose end I need to deal with," she said. "I found the coordinates in your brother's files. I want to go to the Teltin facility on Pragia, where they tortured and drugged me. I want to go to the center of the place, my cell. I want to deploy a big fucking bomb. And I want to watch from orbit when it goes." Jane nodded as it seemed Jack was done.
"I'll get you there and I'll help you drag all the bomb components in with us," Jane said and Jack stared at her.
"Thanks, Shepard," Jack said as Jane headed up the stairs. "What did you want to talk about?"
"It can wait for after the fireworks show," Jane said and Jack smirked.
"Glad I'm not the only bitch who hates Cerberus," she said and Jane nodded. She needed to calm down. She headed to see Samara. The matron would know how to calm herself after hearing about Jack's past. It was so fucking unfair. God help the first Cerberus base she hit after they stopped the Collectors. As she entered Samara's room the asari stopped her exercise.
"I am glad you came," she said and Jane blinked. Oh no...not another one. She wasn't even in charge of this ship. "I must ask for your help. That is not easy for me." Jane froze. That was unexpected. She had assumed that Samara would just ask for time away from the ship, but help...Jane was stunned. It was an honor to have a Justicar ask another for aid.
"Samara...I...I'm honored you think I can assist," Jane said. "Take your time and tell me what you need." Samara looked at Jane gently.
"When we met on Illium, I told you about a very dangerous person I was pursuing. Using the information you obtained, I have located her. She's been going by the name "Morinth." I would like to apprehend her before she disappears again," Samara said, looking out the window.
"Didn't you say you'd pick up her trail after the mission?" Jane asked. It was odd for a Justicar to go back on her word.
"I know where she is...right now. In a month, she may be gone. This is the best opportunity I've ever had," Samara explained and Jane nodded. She knew about hunting down opponents...sometimes, you needed to take the shot even if it was difficult because the opportunity might not occur again.
"I understand. Where is she?" Jane asked.
"Omega. A night club called Afterlife, which seems a perfect place for her to hunt," Samara said and Jane's eyes widened. Oooh, Aria was going to be so mad.
"How fast do we need to get there?" Jane asked.
"Killing her has been my focus for 400 years. It is the most important thing in my life and the reason I became a Justicar," Samara explained. Jack's favor was going to have to come in second, this Morinth sounded like bad fucking news. Maybe they would get lucky and Aria would take care of her first...and open up free childcare on Omega while she was at it. No, Aria would probably ignore this Morinth until Jane stepped up with Samara. Fuck.
"Tell me about her," Jane said.
"She is an Ardat-Yakshi," Samara said and Jane's jaw dropped.
"An asari vampire?" Jane gasped and Samara shook her head.
"I forget that most of what you know of myself and the obscure parts of my people come from vids," she said. "Somewhat like your human vampire the Ardat-Yakshi mythology has the creature feeding on others, but that is just mythology. She is simply a very dangerous woman who kills without mercy."
"So, what makes an Ardat-Yakshi different than the horror vids?" Jane asked.
"Morinth suffers a rare genetic disorder. When she mates with you, there is no gentle melding of nervous systems. She overpowers yours, burns it out, and hemorrhages your brain. You end up a mindless shell, and soon after you are dead," Samara explained.
"The vids definitely don't show that," Jane said.
"For a reason, most will never meet one. Once they were worshipped as gods of destruction. Now the asari have a place in the galaxy, and they don't wish this defect to be widely known as truth, better to leave it as the myths proclaimed," Samara explained. "As far as I know, only three exist today. Two chose a life of seclusion. The third ran."
"Morinth," Jane said as she stood beside Samara, looking at the passing stars.
"She ran, and I am sworn to kill her," Samara said.
"Was there no way to take her alive?" Jane asked, genuinely curious about the situation. Samara looked at her then.
"When she fled, she proved her addiction. She was not taking a great moral stand...she simply wants to keep killing," she explained. "She is a tragic figure, but not a sympathetic one."
"Is the addiction that strong for her?" Jane asked.
"Each encounter gives her strength. The effect is narcotic; the more she does it, the more she needs to do it," Samara said and Jane shivered.
"Like a nymphomaniac where each orgasm is like getting a shot of heroin," Jane muttered.
"She will never stop. She can't," Samara said and Jane thought for a moment.
"The justicars can't just hunt down Ardat-Yakshi," Jane said. "You are hunting her down for having this genetic condition?"
"It manifests with maturity. When one is diagnosed, she is offered the chance to live in seclusion and comfort. If she refuses, it shows her addiction to the ecstasy she gets from killing her mates. There is no redemption for such a person."
"Yeah, I rather have a justicar on this than anyone else," Jane confessed.
"She confuses her victims, twists their feelings. They will do anything for her favor," Samara explained. On Omega, it would be like a bucket of fish and a cannon.
"We need to stop her," Jane said.
"Thank you, Commander. There are no words to express what this means to me," Samara said, she looked like a weight was lifted. Jane turned. She needed to tell Joker to get to Omega, yesterday. She would need to tell John, but he should agree to this.
"There is one thing more: this creature, this...monster. She is my daughter," Samara said and Jane froze. Genetic condition. Three Ardat-Yakshi that Samara knew about. Jane stood, her back facing Samara.
"You said this is genetic...how...how many daughters do you have?" Jane asked, her voice thick in her throat. She wanted to be wrong. Please, God, let her be wrong.
"Three. And three Ardat-Yakshi are in existence today. It is as it sounds," she said and Jane turned, her heart breaking at the truth. Samara...strong, powerful Samara. "Morinth was always the wild one...she was happy and free. But selfish."
"Oh Samara," Jane said in a breathy voice and the justicar shook her head.
"I do not want pity, Jane. I do not accept it. My daughter's condition is my fault. And my redemption lies in killing her. Do not pity me. Simply understand my situation," Samara said and Jane felt like she was asked the impossible. She looked up to Samara, cared about the justicar for being there in a way she had felt denied. A mentor figure...a mother figure...to know this whole time Samara had been dealing with this. Jane felt the tears but looked to space.
"How..." she whispered.
"I spent my youth on the move, adventuring. I killed people, mated with them, or just danced the night away. I learned so much, experienced so much. And then my matron days came. I could finally sit back, bask, and enjoy my family. But in one moment, it was all taken away," Samara said and Jane closed her eyes.
"That's so terrible," Jane whispered.
"I sat in a med lab while a nearsighted doctor droned at me. And I learned the nothing was as I thought it would be. I gave up all that I possessed. I own nothing, claim nothing. All my knowledge will die with me. Now my purpose is to destroy my own children," she said and Jane turned.
"Those are moments that change a person," Jane said. Managing to keep the emotion free from her tone.
"And I have hundreds of years left to live with that. I say too much. Forgive me," Samara said. Jane was glad her back was to the justicar, the break in Samara's voice caused tears to roll down Jane's face. "Help me find my long lost daughter. And kill her." Jane started out of the room.
"I'll get us to Omega," Jane said, her voice quivering with the tears that dripped down her cheeks. Tears for the mother who was forced to kill her own child. Jane needed to get to John. As the door closed on Samara.
"EDI, where's my brother?" Jane asked, wiping her eyes with the back of her arm.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
If John had accepted that request…
BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK!
"I need rest. The spirit is willing but the flesh is spongy and bruised." John panted
"It time snu-snu!" Ornik cried.
"Can't we just cuddle?" John whimpered. "Nooo!"
BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK, BED SQUEEK to BED THUMP, BED THUMP, BED THUMP!
OMAKE 2
"Hey Wrex I wanted to talk to you some after the Rite," John said as he entered the Clan Leader chambers. "The fuck, Wrex?" Several posters of Jane were on the walls, but unlike the Spectre propaganda these were pin ups...some nude.
"Don't worry, I know a guy who makes awesome photoshops," Wrex chuckled. John covered his eyes from the images of his sister in lewd poses on the walls.
"This isn't cool!" John cried.
"Jane thought they were impressive," Wrex commented.
"She KNOWS about this?" John cried.
"Yeah, she gets a cut from all the sales," Wrex explained.
"Sales?!" John cried.
"Would you believe the Batarians buy this shit more than we do," Wrex laughed.
"Ugh!" John cried.
OMAKE 3
“So John Shepard, in thanks for bringing clan Weyrloc into our fold and providing us with a Krogan of such standing I present you with this creature to be by your side as the Krogan shall always be!” Wrex declared proudly and dropped a baby Thresher Maw into John’s arms. John ignored the hissing, thrashing creature and the acid it dripped from its mouth to melt parts of his armor as he whirled to face Jane who was watching with a pout.
“Ha! Suck it Jane! Me and my boy Cthulu here will kick Blasto’s ass!”
“How are you going to fit him on the Normandy when he grows up?”
“I-you-shut up!”
OMAKE 4
"Hold up," Jane said as they were preparing to leave the krogan camp. She grabbed Garrus by the crotch. "This is mine! This is where my babies come from!" She turned and walked away.
"I feel dirty," Garrus stated. "But hopeful."
"Human-turian cross breeding not possible," Mordin commented.
"Not from a lack of trying," Garrus grinned.
"I'm gonna be sick," John groaned.
Notes:
Toby AN: *is in a hospital bed in traction as an EKG machine is beeping*
Belle AN: What did you learn?
Toby: Never mention the Mad Queen again?
Belle: Good enough.
Chapter 23: Just...Look at the Flowers
Chapter by BelleDreamer
Summary:
The crew heads to Omega to fulfill Samara's Justicar quest and Jane must bring back an old persona to capture the deadly Morinth, risking Samara's friendship to do the warrior a mercy. Meanwhile Jacob seems distracted and John investigates why. Finally the group heads to the Cerberus facility that Jack escaped and she begins to learn that events were not quite how she remembers before she faces a ghost from her past.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle’s Note: Sorry about the delay on this chapter guys, I just could not get going on this. But after a nice vacation, I came back typing away.
Toby’s Note: I think it’s worth the wait though. I hope you guys enjoy, I know I did reading it the first time Belle sent it to me to add to it.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 22: Just...Look at the Flowers
Earth Date: March 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Omega Orbit
"Approaching Omega dock," Joker said as Jane and John stood on deck.
"Are you sure you don't want help?" John asked and Jane shook her head.
"We need to confirm that Morinth is here first, I figure Samara and I can stop by and talk to Aria, then we can plan an attack," she explained and John made a face. "Aria trusts me more than you at this point."
"I can't say I like that either," he replied, crossing his arms.
"John, Samara needs this done. Could you see what you can find out about the facility on Pragia?" Jane asked and he nodded. "This will be easier with a small team, plus...I'm going to let Samara make the final calls on...this." John sighed but uncrossed his arms to place a hand on his sister's shoulder.
"This bugs you, are you sure you don't want me to step in?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"Yeah, it bugs me, but something like this should bug me. But I accepted Samara's oath, she deserves to have help when she asks, so I'm going to do this," Jane said, patting her brother's hand on her shoulder.
"EDI, ping Aria T'Loak and let her know I'll be stopping by," Jane sighed before pressing her comm. "Samara, we're here."
"Be right there, Shepard," Samara responded.
"Let me know if you need back up," John said before turning to head deeper into the Normandy and Jane nodded. Joker brought the Normandy to dock as Samara appeared. Jane nodded at the Justicar in greeting who returned it.
"I would make a joke about a wretched hive of scum and villainy, but that's beneath me," Joker said and Jane sighed as the airlock door began to cycle open.
~*TF*~
“A jungle planet? Better than an ice planet,” John noted as he reviewed the data on the planet with Jacob and Miranda in his cabin. The trio were sitting on his couches as he tapped away at the pad in his hands and frowned as he read some stats. “The surrounding vegetation has a growth rate of two hundred and ten percent? That’s accurate?!”
“Apparently Pragia has very little in the way of animal life so the plants have evolved in some surprising ways. There is competition among the species for space and they even kill rival species.” Miranda noted. “Construction records indicated they had to use flame units hourly to keep the construction site clear of vegetation. The landing pad is on the roof to avoid shuttles getting clogged with vegetation and having the pad getting over grown.”
“I should recommend this planet to the Alliance for the N5 survival training option. Oh, and someone released varren which have thrived on the planet. Of course they have,” John grumbled and Miranda couldn’t help smiling at the tone in John’s voice. “I’m certain some have moved into the facility since it was shutdown. Do we have security codes for the facility?” The question was directed to Jacob who hadn’t said anything so far. After continued silence John looked up to find Jacob staring mutely at the wall, deep in thought and not at his datapad.
“Jacob!” John barked to get the man’s attention and the Cerberus soldier jerked and focused back on John. “Do we have the security codes for the Pragia facility?”
“Uh…” Jacob scrolled through his own files on Pragia and nodded after he found what he was looking for. “Yes, yes we do. However it’s more than likely they changed them after they went rogue.”
“Still it’s better than nothing,” John said, staring at Jacob as he spoke who winced at John leveled but intense look. “Anything else we need to know about the facility?”
“No Spectre, not at this time,” Jacob replied and John stared at him for another moment before breaking the look to focus on Miranda.
“Provided this errand for Samara doesn’t take us away from Omega have EDI and Joker plot a flight plan for Pragia.”
“Yes sir,” Miranda replied and John nodded.
“Meeting adjourned.” As they gathered their data pads and stood to leave John stood himself and fixed Jacob with another look. “Stay for a minute Jacob.” After Miranda left the cabin John headed for his coffee maker and slid his cup under for a refill.
“Want one?” John asked and Jacob shook his head. John hummed and waited for the cup to fill. After it was done he turned to Jacob who was watching him with trepidation. “What’s going on Jacob? You’ve been distracted for the past few days.”
“Spectre, I’m sorry I’m unfocused,” Jacob replied instantly. “It’s a personal matter, it won’t affect my duties.”
“Bullshit it already has,” John countered. “Ignoring today’s meeting earlier this morning during sparring I almost dislocated your elbow because you were distracted and when we were taking on supplies after Jane and Samara left you didn’t show to check the cargo. From Omega of all places. If Garrus hadn’t have been there who would have checked the cargo? Didn’t Cerberus assign you as Chief of Security on this ship?” John questioned.
“Sir, yes, Sir!” Jacob replied and John scowled at him.
“If it affects my crew and this ship it is my business,” John said and sighed before shaking his head. “Jacob, I realize we’re not friends but you’re a damn good officer. This kind of thing is so out of the norm for you, of course I would notice. Now what’s wrong?”
“Sir, I don’t want to distract from our mission, especially if it turns out to be nothing,” Jacob began but seemed to steel himself. “But, well I got pinged by a ghost the other day. Family.”
“Nothing about family is a waste of time,” John replied, leaning back against his desk. “Fill me in. Who’s the ghost?”
“My father was first officer on a ship that went missing ten years ago. I hadn’t talked to him for three years prior to its disappearance. The ship, the Hugo Gernsback, sent out an SOS last week reporting a crash and request for rescue,” Jacob said and John gave a low whistle. “Just like that, out of the black. I’m not even certain it wasn’t just some automated distress signal ticking over."
“I can understand your distraction now. Were any rescue teams sent to find him and the crew?” John asked and Jacob shook his head no, scowling. “Well, do you want us to take a look at the wreck? See if it’s legit?”
“If it’s not too far out of our way, I could at least verify the wreck. See if there is someone actually out there,” Jacob asked and John nodded.
“I’ll have EDI plot the coordinates and after we deal with Jack, we’ll take a fly by,” John said. “I have no problem getting you answers, Jacob.”
“I appreciate that, John,” Jacob noted but his scowl deepened. “I should mention that I don’t keep a watch for this kind of thing. This was sent to my personal account, past Cerberus filters.”
“Well, that’s not concerning,” John noted sarcastically. “Any indication someone is screwing with you?”
“Whoever sent this my way covered their tracks. EDI couldn’t track down the point of origin. It’s as if it just wrote itself. It could be someone fishing for favors or trying to get an in on this,” Jacob noted.
“Or setting a trap for us,” John sighed. “We’ll get to the bottom of this, Jacob. I promise.”
“I appreciate that sir.”
~*TF*~
"I really didn't think we would ever see so much of each other, Shepard," Aria purred and Jane fought the urge to roll her eyes as she sat down, Samara sat beside her, away from Aria.
"Who knows, Omega seems a fun place," she replied and Aria smirked at that.
"What do you need?" she asked.
"An asari fugitive hiding out here. She's an Ardat-Yakshi. We need to find her," Jane explained. Aria's face went dark on that, angry.
"I knew it. Nothing leaves a body quite so...empty...as an Ardat-Yakshi does," she said.
"It bothers you. How come you haven't moved on this yet?" Jane asked, honestly shocked, Aria clearly didn't like what was going on, but hadn't done anything to stop it.
"Why would I? She hasn't tried to seduce me," Aria said, the old tone of superiority reappearing in her voice. "Her last victim was a young girl. Pretty thing. Lived in the tenements near here. That's where I'd start looking." Aria was looking away, but Jane could see the machinations at work. She would probably take credit for removing Morinth, play it off that she had hired Jane and Samara. Jane shook her head, this wasn't about credit, it was about Samara and doing the right thing.
"Thanks for the information," Jane said.
"Good luck finding her. Better luck catching her," Aria said as the two walked out.
"She is less than pleasant," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"However, she has her own code, she wants us to find Morinth and stop her, even if she wasn't actively working on it yet," Jane explained.
Shortly thereafter the two women approached the door at the address Aria had given them. Jane hated to give death notifications, this was not going to be any easier than that. The door opened and an older human woman in drab colors opened the door. She looked sad, but not surprised.
"Are you here about my daughter? My Nef died a week ago, and no one seems to care," she said and Jane's heart ached. "The medic said it was a brain hemorrhage, but that's not true. It was murder. Someone killed my Nef, my baby."
"We think she was murdered, too, and we're looking for her killer," Jane said and with those words the woman opened the door and grabbed Jane's shoulders, tears started streaming from her eyes.
"Oh, thank you! It's so hard when no one believes you. I'm all alone now!" the woman sobbed and Jane slowly helped the woman into her home, Samara following and closing the door behind them. The woman looked at Jane as she helped her onto the sofa, sitting next to her. "Are you...one of Aria's people?" Jane looked at the woman.
"I'm here to help. You're not the only mother who lost a child to this monster, but I aim to make sure this stops," Jane said and the woman nodded.
"No one else on this hell-hole station gives a damn that my Nef is dead. If you can do something about it, I'll help you however I can," Nef's mother said.
"What kind of a girl was Nef?" Jane asked and the woman squeezed her hand.
"My Nef had a fire inside her. She was shy, but she was creative and driven, and...the best girl a mother could hope for."
"She was creative? How so?" Samara asked.
"She was a sculptor. Several galleries were interested in her, said her work was fresh," she said.
"Did your daughter have a lot of friends?" Jane asked, hoping for someone who knew where Morinth might have found Nef.
"Not a lot, no. She was shy. Spent most of her time off making her sculptures, not hanging out with friends. Something did change in the last few weeks, though. She started talking about an asari. Morinth," Nef's mother explained.
"I see," Samara said, her eyes locking with Jane's. Nef had been murdered and Samara would seek justice for it.
"I didn't like her. She kept dragging Nef out to clubs, and I'm pretty sure she gave my daughter drugs," she said, bitterness seeping into her voice.
"What kind of person was this Morinth?" Jane asked and Nef's mother looked sad again.
"I never met her, but Nef talked about her like she was a queen. You'd swear there was no one else alive when she talked about Morinth," she said, bitter sorrow clear.
"That sounds familiar," Samara said and Jane felt rage.
"Samara, does Morinth control her victims with drugs?" Jane asked.
"She controls them through sheer will. The drugs are just a lifestyle. She loves the club, loves the bass. She's a hedonist," the justicar explained and Nef's mother looked more upset.
"So this Morinth did hurt my daughter? Is she the one that...that...?" she gasped.
"I will bring justice to the one that did this," Samara swore and Jane nodded.
"We swear to you: Neff will rest easy soon," Jane said and Nef's mother looked stronger, harder. The people on Omega weren't easily broken, Jane hoped she had some of that tenacity in her.
"I hope so. I hope so. Oh, my baby," she sobbed and Jane quickly tried to distract the woman.
"Did Nef hang out anywhere in particular?" she asked.
"She was always quiet, working here at home. Then, a few weeks ago, she started going out all the time, to the VIP area of that club down the street. I think you need a password or something to get in there," she said and Jane nodded. The VIP room of Afterlife did require a password, she would hate having to ask Aria, but she might be able to get it from her for an easy trade. "The change was so sudden, she just seemed...tired and distracted when she wasn't around Morinth." Jane took Nef's mother's hand.
"Do you mind if we examine Nef's room?" she asked.
"I didn't want to disturb anything. Her clothes, her art, her sculptures. Everything is the way she left it. The way it will always be. My baby is gone. She's gone, and..." as the mother grieved Jane remembered seeing her mother's body, the burning remains of her father, and waking up, knowing she and John were going to be separated. The sorrow had been chased from her by the training and new life, but this woman..she was entombing herself with the memory of her lost daughter. As the tears flowed from Nef's mother's eyes, Jane wrapped her in her arms and hugged tightly. Jane wasn't a mother, but she was an orphan of violence, she knew the emptiness that a murder could take in a human heart and she also knew it was harder to lose a child than a parent on the human psyche. Nef's mother hugged Jane back for a moment and pulled back slowly. "Thank you. I'm sorry. I just miss her so much." Jane kept a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"It's okay. We've all suffered loss," she said as Samara approached.
"I know what it means to lose a daughter. I will avenge her," Samara said and Jane knew Samara was mentally preparing to kill said daughter. Nef's mother nodded.
"Thank you. Please, if it helps you find her killer, look through her things," she said.
"We will be respectful," Samara said and the group walked into a small side room. Jane approached a strange sculpture, it was well made, but it was the modern art stuff that Jane just didn't get.
"Nef made that. A man from some gallery offered me four years' salary for it. But I'd never part with it," Nef's mother said and Jane saw how much it meant to her. Jane found a note pad and opened the audio file.
"Nef, I'm sending you this hologram by the elcor artist Forta. His work is sublime...but don't stare at it too long, or you may go mad. I don't want anything bad to happen to you, love. Can't wait to hear what you think of Forta," a voice spoke happily, but from the tightening of Samara's eyes, Jane knew who it was. Morinth played with Nef like a cat with a mouse...calling her 'love,' Jane felt her killing intent rise, she closed her eyes before finding Nef's journal. The girl on the holo looked like an artist. She had snuck into the VIP room and met a monster. Morinth had seduced Nef, played her like an instrument, used Hallex and giving Nef the idea that they could live like the women from Vaenia.
"This is Morinth's work. She is attracted to artists and creators. Someone with a spark, slightly isolated from their peers. She impresses with sophistication and sex appeal. Then she strikes. The hunt interests her as much as the conquest," Samara explained, clearly holding her emotions in check.
"Anyone who's successfully hunted sapient beings for 400 years warrants caution," Jane growled.
"Morinth speaks to you on many levels. Her body tells yours that she'll bring unimaginable ecstasy. Her scent evokes emotions long hidden. Her eyes promise you things you were always scared to ask of another. Her voice whispers to you after she is done speaking," Samara warned and Jane smirked, her killing intent bared in her eyes.
"Too bad for Morinth, I've never really been into asari, especially not a genetically defected killer who steals children from their mothers," Jane said and Samara regarded her for a moment.
"Storming her den would be a mistake...she will have a hundred escape routes planned. She will go to ground and disappear for fifty years or more. This is the closest I've ever been," Samara explained. Jane stared at her thoughtfully.
"So...we have to lure her out," Jane said, Samara nodded.
"Exactly! Shepard, you read my mind," she said. "Afterlife's VIP section seems her preferred hunting ground. You must go there alone and unarmed." Jane nodded.
"She'll come after me..." Jane thought.
"You can draw Morinth out. She'll certainly flee if she catches sight of me. But she won't be able to resist you," Samara explained. "You are an artist on the battlefield. You have the vital spark that attracts her. Your power will draw her in."
"I might not be able to if I'm unarmed. I have a reputation for being armed," Jane explained before a plan began to form.
"I will be in the shadows watching, Shepard. You will never be alone, this I swear. But you cannot barge in with guns and allies," Samara explained. "Morinth is far too cagey...she'd simply disappear. This is a subtle, delicate act. Trust me."
"If Morinth knows me, she will know I am always armed...but I think I have another option for us," Jane said and Samara stared at her. "How does Morinth like dancers?"
~*TF*~
“Hey He-Shep I need a favor,” Kasumi said appearing right in front of John. John replied as any trained operative would when speaking with a trusted friend when someone suddenly appeared between them as they were intently discussing matters of the utmost urgency with the engineering crew.
“Holy hell!” John screamed, tumbling backwards over in his chair to go crashing to the deck as his cards and chips went flying into the air. His feet crashed into the folding table and would have sent it flying if Garrus hadn’t have grabbed it. Gabby and Donnelly both burst into laughing as Tali glanced at John’s scattered cards. A full house, jacks over threes. She had that beat, easily.
“Kasumi?” John asked after everything calmed down. He was still lying on the deck and was staring at the ceiling.
“Yes He-Shep?” she asked sweetly.
“Stop. Doing. That.” John growled and she laughed lightly.
“Whatever you say He-Shep,” she giggled and John rolled his eyes. He got up and glanced around for his cards and sighed when he saw them all face down on the deck. As he bent down to scoop them up, missing Tali’s innocent pose, he glanced at Kasumi.
“What did you need?” he asked. Kasumi giggled.
“Can I use the makeup supplies Liara left in your bathroom cabinet?” Kasumi asked and John glared at her.
“Yes but one thing. Stop. Snooping.” He growled and Kasumi shot him an innocent look.
“Who me? You mean your girlfriend didn’t leave some things behind after she spent the night embracing eternity?” she said cheekily. His fellow poker players began to roar in laughter and John just scowled at them.
“Great it’ll look great with Jane’s dress!” Kasumi said her cloak activating again.
“Wait, what?!”
“By the way John I raise, four hundred.” Tali piped in.
~*TF*~
"You look great, She-Shep!" Kasumi said with a giggle and Jane looked at herself in the mirror, Elaina Berger was back on Omega...who would have thought? "I'm glad you're making use of this get up."
"Well, I passed for her well enough," Jane said, fighting to keep the smirk off her face. "Samara will probably be looking for me."
"Are you sure you don't want a weapon?" Kasumi asked and Jane smiled before using her Omega accent.
"I'm good, with these looks I slay how I am," she said before she headed out of the hotel room and down to the VIP room where a turian bouncer gave her a once over.
"What do you want?" he demanded, his eyes lingering on the peek-a-boo panels over her waist.
"I'm just curious about the party over here," Jane said with a wink.
"This is the VIP section of the club. For those with the right name. Do you want something?" he barked, good bouncer, Aria knew how to hire those that did their jobs...or she killed them.
"Someone told me the rest of Afterlife is nothing compared to this place," Jane said.
"Sounds like a smart person. Who was it?" he asked.
"Jaruut," Jane replied, the turian nodded at the door.
"Go on in," he said and Jane smiled as she walked in. "Word to the wise: Start a fight, we'll hurt you. Someone attacks you, it's okay to defend yourself."
"Good to know, handsome," Jane said as she walked towards the interior door, she saw Samara behind some junk. She approached.
"An excellent disguise, you were not lying when you said you passed for another woman. You must go in alone...Morinth will be watching. Like any predator, she is cautious. You must pique her interest enough that she will approach you," Samara explained. "When you are face-to-face, subtly encourage her to invite you to her apartment. I'll follow discreetly and when you are alone, I'll spring the trap. Know this: until I get there, you are in great peril. She will be planning to inflict horror on you. If you are not careful, you will want her to."
"What can I do to earn her attention?" Jane asked.
"Courage or suicidal bravery could attract her. Hurt someone in defense, and she will be excited; but pick a fight, and she'll be bored," Samara explained. "Show skill at working smoothly through a nightclub crowd. She will be intrigued. She'll want you the moment she sees you. The rest is just a matter of overpowering her caution." Jane nodded before thinking.
"How can I convince her to take me home tonight? She worked Nef over time," Jane asked.
"She admires strength, directness, and vigor. Modesty, chivalry, or meekness frustrate and bore her. Violence excites her. You've killed, Shepard...let her see that in your eyes, she'll like that," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"Let's get started," Jane said and Samara stared at her with a strange look in her eyes.
"Shepard, we only get one chance at this. Any mistake, and Morinth will disappear. If you're the least bit unsure, come talk to me. I will wait here," Samara said and Jane nodded, as she was about to turn, Samara gripped her arm. "And Shepard...thank you. I do not share this burden easily, and you are the only soul I can imagine sharing it with." Jane stared into Samara's eyes and nodded. She turned to enter Afterlife's VIP and hopefully hunt a monster.
~*TF*~
As Jane walked through looking like a vixen on a hunt, a man approached her.
"Hey do you know where to get tickets for Expel 10? I heard this amazing asari say they were her favorite band...hey wait...have I seen you before?" he asked and Jane smiled.
"I used to be here a lot," Jane said with her Omega accent and his eyes widened as she turned to walk off. As she walked she noticed a man looking worried. "What's wrong, sugar, you look like you're not having a good time?" He stared at her and then the room again.
"Um...hi..." he said and then his voice went low. "I need help right now and I don't know who to ask. You're human and you don't look high so you're it. Can you help me out?" Jane blinked, he didn't sound like a nut or a con man.
"What kind of help do you need?" she asked.
"My friend Moirall is doing a piece on Omega gangs. She's hanging with Florit. He's the worst of the worst," the guy said.
"What is she doing?" Jane said, her eyes wide.
"A vid piece. She's an investigative reporter, you know. She's trying to profile gang leaders," he explained and Jane wanted to swear. Why did reporters always get themselves into this kind of trouble?
"Your friend could get hurt," Jane said and he nodded.
"Yeah, and she's going to. See, Florit's on to her. His gang is on the way here and they're going to make a mess out of her," he said as he leaned close to Jane. "I have to get a message to her and fast."
"You seem to have a lot of information," Jane said and he nodded.
"I'm her tech. I've been monitoring the gang's comm. The last transmission said Florit's going to splatter her. Lady, I'm a tech junkie, I don't know how to handle this!" he was on the edge of panic. Jane caught his shoulder.
"Don't worry, I've got you, Big Boy, just tell me what I need to do to help your friend," Jane said and his eyes spoke relief.
"She and I have a code. If you go over and say two words to Florit, my friend will get the message and get out. The two words are 'terminal' and 'eternity,' in that order. Please tell me you can do that. She's going to die!" Jane winked.
"Got it," she said as she headed over to a table he nodded to. A rough looking guy and a nicer looking girl were sitting together. The man noticed Jane and she smiled.
"You looking for something?" he barked and Jane nodded.
"Do you know if there's a public extranet terminal around here?" she asked and the guy gave her a look.
"In a club? You don't have an omnitool?" he asked.
"That is a pretty strange question," the woman said and Jane shrugged.
"I get by on public terminals. My omnitool's been broken for an eternity," Jane said with a sensual shrug. The woman's eyes widened slightly as Jane looked at the man.
"That's a tough break, I'm done talking with you now," the guy said.
"Hey Florit, I have to pee," the woman said, getting up.
"Yeah? Hurry back, Moirall, I'm ready to head out," Florit said. Jane shrugged and walked the opposite way of the woman. Jane headed up to the dance floor when she came across a turian harassing one of the dancers.
"Come on, baby. I can pay. I'm a good tipper, too," the turian purred at the asari. A familiar scene for Jane, like being back on Aria's dime. The asari wasn't pleased.
"I told you to stay away from me!" she snapped.
"Playing hard to get? Give it up baby. I'm sold," he purred and Jane was going to enjoy this.
"Leave me alone!" she cried as Jane stepped up.
"Don't be like that...I got creds. We'll go back to my place. I got simple tastes," the turian said, not noticing Jane as she slunk up behind him.
"Back off, asshole. I'm a dancer, not a hooker," she cried, pushing him away.
"You got a mouth on you! I'll enjoy watching you use it," he said as he grabbed her and Jane caught his arm.
"The lady asked you to step away," she purred and the two looked at her. The asari's face broke in shock.
"Elaina Berger? You're the Elaina Berger!" she gasped and Jane winked.
"You can take the dancer off of Omega, but you can't take Omega out of the dancer," Jane giggled and the asari grinned.
"You or her, honey, I'm not picky," the turian said, his other hand grabbing at Jane and with practiced ease, Jane used his grip to pull him off balance before kicking him once in the gut before doing an artful twist and kicking him in the jaw, throwing him spinning off the floor.
"Unfortunately for you, I am," Jane said with a flick of her extensions. The asari grinned.
"Thanks for that. Security was asleep," she said and Jane winked.
"Aren't they always?" she laughed and the asari giggled before walking off. Jane watched her go, trying to look more like she was appraising the girl before she began to move with the music. She noticed another asari giving her the eye.
"Hey," the other asari said and Jane smiled.
"I'll dance next to you. If you want to think we're dancing together, go ahead," she purred as she began to make her biotics flicker around her like she did while working the club undercover. The light making her glimmer like she was underwater.
"I do want to think that," the asari laughed. Jane and the asari began to dance together, Jane letting her biotics flicker over the asari as they moved to the music. It looked good and Jane kept going for a few songs before she headed to the bar. As she walked passed a corner an asari in black seemed to materialize. That was disconcerting.
"My name is Morinth. I've been watching you. You're the most interesting person in this place," she said and Jane felt like prey suddenly. It wasn't a good feeling and she smiled her best, dancer smile at Morinth. "I've got a booth over here in the shadows. Why don't you come sit with me?"
"Sure, you seem...intriguing," Jane said, letting her eyes play over Morinth like she had seen men do while she danced on this very floor. The booth was secluded, Jane settled down, sprawling in a way that made her seem relaxed as she took in Morinth. The girl looked so much like her mother it was scary.
"Some nights I come here and there's no one interesting to talk to. Some nights, there's just one person," Morinth said. "Tonight, it's you. Why is that?" Morinth was staring at her and for a moment Jane wondered if she saw through the ruse, but instead she looked over Morinth. She leaned on the table, her chin resting on her intertwined fingers as if she was thinking.
"You and I want the same things," Jane said with a smile.
"Do we?" Morinth asked and Jane looked at her, tilting her head to the side slightly.
"I've travelled all over the galaxy," Jane said.
"It changes you, doesn't it?" Morinth purred and Jane nodded with a dreamy look on her face.
"I love finding and opening new sectors of space," she said.
"Discovering another ball of gas with bits of cold, dead rock around it?" Morinth said in a dull tone and Jane laughed.
"I was thinking more about how each new system holds a chance to meet new cultures, learn a new way to see the universe," Jane said with a coy laugh and Morinth's eyes glowed at that.
"Breathtaking," she said as she looked over Jane in a way that made Jane feel edible and not in the sexy fun time way. "When I travel, I find myself drawn to dark, dangerous places." Jane let her killing intent seep into her eyes.
"Violent places?" she asked and Morinth looked pleased.
"Violence is the surest expression of power," she said.
"If you're the strongest, you have the power," Jane replied and Morinth smirked.
"That's certainly true...among children," she stated and Jane tilted her head slightly.
"Whoever wants it the most, is willing to do anything for it, has the power," Jane stated, playing with a nearby glass.
"Are you willing to do anything for it?" Morinth challenged and Jane turned her eyes towards Morinth.
"I haven't decided yet," she said flippantly with a smirk. Morinth grinned at that, looking pleased.
"Now you're toying with me," she said and Jane grinned.
"You know anything about art?" she asked.
"It speaks to the darkest places in me. What about you?" Morinth asked and Jane smirked, looking like she was toying with an idea.
"You wouldn't happen to know about the artist, Forta, would you?" she asked and Morinth's eyes shone.
"I didn't think anyone around here knew him. He's sublime. Art comes in many varieties. I've seen vids that were more powerful than a sculpture sitting in a gallery," she sighed and Jane nodded in agreement.
"Do you know Vaenia?" she asked and Morinth smirked.
"My favorite. The two actresses on it are so glamorous," she said and Jane nodded.
"Doesn't truly fit a place like this sometimes," Jane commented. "What do you think about the music here?"
"Dark rhythms, violent pulses. It stirs something primitive in me. What about you?" Morinth asked.
"I prefer Expel 10, but this isn't bad," Jane said and Morinth's smile was obvious.
"They get in my head and tear it to pieces. They're in concert soon; maybe we should go together. You can lose yourself in the music here. There are ways to enhance that. You know?" Morinth was probing and Jane leaned forward more.
"Hallex is probably the best, don't you think?" Jane said and Morinth grinned more.
"Do you want to get out of here? My apartment is nearby, and I want you alone," she said. Jane felt a flutter of fear. Jane was a killer, but so was Morinth and she had centuries more experience at it than Jane. Still, Samara was watching Jane's back as she flicked her eyes up to look at Morinth.
"That sounds fun," Jane said, letting Morinth take the lead. As she followed, Morinth eventually wrapped an arm around Jane's waist. It made Jane feel dirty, she wished she had a weapon, but she would do this. She pressed her body into Morinth's side like someone looking forward to a night of easy sex...not that Jane had a lot of experience with that.
~*TF*~
They entered Morinth's apartment and Jane began looking around, Morinth slowly slipping from her side to let her explore. Jane saw a pill bottle, but was fully aware when Morinth locked the door behind her, hopefully Samara could get through that.
"Have a Hallex if you want, but wouldn't you rather have all your sense be clear and sharp right now? I certainly do," Morinth purred and Jane couldn't help but hearing the threat in those words. Jane moved to look at a sword hanging on the wall. "I was into dueling for a while. I love the moment you see it in your opponent's eyes: he knows you're better and he's going to die." Jane felt fear and she wondered who would have that look in their eyes. Her or Morinth.
"Can I look up here?" Jane asked and Morinth grinned more.
"Feel free," she said as Jane moved upstairs to kill time, give Samara the time needed to find them. Jane looked at the Krogan statue. "A gift from a suitor. The statue's got more personality than he did. Still, he impressed me enough that he finally got what he wanted. It didn't end the way he hoped." Poor Nef probably never understood the meaning behind Morinth's stories. Jane did as she moved towards a chess set. "I love any game where your opponent can believe he is about to win...just before you kill him." Jane hoped Morinth enjoyed this last game. She headed down to where Morinth was sitting on a couch. Jane slide as sensually into her seat as she could.
"I love clubs...people, movement, heat. I can still hear the bass, like the drums of a great hunt, out for your blood," she purred. "But here, it's muted...and you're safe. Is that what you want, Elaina?" Jane shrugged as she looked at Morinth.
"People feel safest right before they die," Jane replied and Morinth's gaze was intense on her.
"It's true, we're never safe," she said. "I've never understood the fascination with safety. Some of us choose differently. Independence over submission. I think we share that, you and I." Morinth moved to sit in Jane's lap and Jane was disgusted as she looked into the face of Nef's killer.
"We've both killed many times, but that's where the similarities end," Jane said and Morinth's eyes widened.
"Why do you say that I've killed? What do you know? Let's stop playing games," she hissed as she sat down next to Jane. Her eyes turned black and Jane felt disgust. "Look into my eyes and tell me you want me. Tell me you'd kill for me. Anything I want."
"Don't count on it," Jane stated and Morinth seemed shocked for a moment.
"But you..who are you? Oh, no...I see what's going on. The bitch herself found a little helper," Morinth's eyes went normal as she realized the truth just as Samara entered the room, biotics glowing.
"Morinth!" Samara cried in a tone befitting a mother before she threw Morinth into the window, fracturing it with the force.
"Mother," Morinth sneered.
"Do not call me that!" Samara ordered, slamming Morinth into the window again and Jane moved to the side of the battling asari.
"I can't choose to stop being your daughter, Mother," Morinth shot back.
"You made your choice long ago," Samara said and Jane quickly put up a shied as Morinth broke free.
"What choice?" Morinth demanded. "My only crime was being born with the gifts you gave me." Furniture flew and biotic power filled the room. Jane was in awe.
"Enough, Morinth!" Samara called...perhaps begged.
"I am the genetic destiny of the asari," Morinth cried as the two asari showed they were evenly matched. "But they are not ready to reveal this, so I must die." Furniture floated around the two.
"You are a disease to be purged, nothing more," Samara said. Morinth's eyes flickered to Jane.
"I'm as strong as she is...let me join you!" Morinth cried and it made Jane sick to think of working with the monster. Without thinking Jane was behind Morinth, her head between her hands.
"Find peace in the embrace of the goddess," Jane said and both Morinth and Samara's eyes widened as with a swift, biotic aided jerk, Morinth's neck snapped in Jane's grasp, twisting her head nearly completely around. The botics dropped and Samara stood there as Jane lowered Morinth's body to the ground. "I'm sorry, I just didn't want you to have the burden of her death on your hands." Samara stared at Jane for a moment before turning.
"I am ready to leave this place and get on with my life," she said, looking at Jane over her shoulder. "Are you ready to go, as well?"
"Do...do you want to talk about what happened?" Jane asked.
"Shepard. What do you think I will say? What can I say? I just watched the death of the bravest and smartest of my daughters. There are no words. I will try another time. For now, show more mercy on a broken old warrior and let us leave," she said and Jane nodded as she indicated that Samara go first. She followed the justicar in silence, unsure what to do, unsure if she did the right thing. Jane moved slowly and lost sight of Samara long before she reached the Normandy. As she entered the ship and she went by the CIC, she saw the elevator was already on its way down and she rubbed an arm. When the doors opened, they revealed Garrus walking out and Jane pushed him back in, sending the elevator down.
"EDI, halt the elevator between floors for a moment," Jane said.
"Wait, what?" Garrus cried as the elevator stopped and Jane hugged him. He seemed surprised but wrapped his arms around her. His armor was hard against her body, the smell of the oil he used on his gun, the sound of his breathing and the movement of his mandibles in surprise. One arm wrapped around her back, resting on her waist, a bold move for a turian male. The other gently cupped her head, trying to stroke her hair.
"You okay, Jane?" Garrus asked and she took a deep breath. The smell of his skin, that strange alien scent that just smelled like home right then.
"I killed Samara's daughter so she didn't have to," Jane said and Garrus made a noise of understanding. "Did I do that right thing?" Garrus pressed his face to the top of her head.
"I don't know if you did the right thing...but I think I would have done the same thing." he said and Jane smiled against his chest as she opened her eyes, looking at his damaged armor.
"I'm glad you're here," Jane said and he made a laughing sound.
"I'm glad I am too," he said and she pulled back and looked at him. She cupped his cheek.
"Thank you, Garrus," she said and his eyes stared into hers, she felt herself falling into them, their faces moving closer together.
"Spectre Shepard, your brother requests you 'play sucky face' with your 'alien boy toy' in your own room and stop blocking the elevator," EDI's voice called and Jane and Garrus pulled away from each other. Jane remembered how many times John made her consider fratricide before he got spaced.
"You can let us off EDI," Jane said and Garrus coughed nervously. "Sucky face just means kissing by the way."
"OH!" Garrus said and Jane sighed as the doors opened.
"Thank you," John said.
"Long, bad day, John...your timing, as always, was not great," Jane said as she headed to her room to get her bathing supplies to banish Elaina Berger away again.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 18th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, In Transit to planet Pragia
“We doing okay Joker?” John asked the pilot who nodded.
“We’ll be at Pragia in two days, Shepard,” Joker replied. “I also have the coordinates of the Hugo Gernsback SOS signal. It’s just a two day jaunt as well from Pragia.”
“Excellent, let me know if anything comes up.” John said turning away from Joker to head for his console by the CIC. He went through some of the messages on the terminal, dumping spam messages and flagging others for review.
“Commander, Miranda requested you meet with her this morning for some housekeeping items,” Kelly chimed in from her own console as she was writing a report. John glanced at his own terminal and saved his work.
“Thanks Kelly, I’ll go see to that now,” he told the Yeoman. He headed for Miranda’s quarters and hit the chimed asking for entry. A moment later the doors slid open and John strolled in. Miranda’s desk was near the corner letting her have a view of the observation window and her bed was in the corner on the opposite side of the room, also taking advantage of the room.
“Please have a seat John,” Miranda said, waving him to one of the chairs in front of her desk. “I just have to finish this report from the Illusive Man.” John took a seat and looked around as he waited.
“Taking advantage of Jane throwing you out?” John noted thinking about the window and Miranda sighed.
“As much as I can but I still miss having my bed in its own room.” Miranda commented as she closed the file she was reading. “There are just couple of things the Illusive Man wanted me to speak to you about.”
“I’ll bet but go ahead. I’m listening,” John said and Miranda sighed in relief.
“Thank you John, it makes it easier for me if I can tell him I was able to talk to you about it,” Miranda said. “The first is he requests you again reconsider the access you are giving Jane to the ship and records and if you would consider giving her an armed escort.”
“No. Next,” John said annoyed. John had just been deleting those requests with no response and apparently Mr. Illusive as trying a different tactic.
“I thought as much,” Miranda mused. She consulted a list and nodded before checking something off and turning back to John. “He also said that he would not authorize the purchase of a Mako class vehicle when you can retrieve the M-44 Hammerhead from the crash site of the survey ship Rosalie on Zeona.”
“I’ve read the specs on that thing. It’s maneuverability, firepower and self-repair systems are impressive but it has no kinetic shielding. That makes it absurdly vulnerable to troop armaments let alone anti-vehicle armaments.” John retorted.
“Nevertheless he refuses to support the purchase of a Mako class vehicle. So unless you can afford one yourself I believe we’re at a take it or leave it impasse,” Miranda noted. John grunted not surprised. Well it was worth a shot and while he was pretty well off thanks to Jane and her investments, he didn’t have a steady income to replace them. If he blew it all on a Mako he’d be broke and he didn’t want to be a Spectre who relied on others to fund his activities.
“Schedule the Hammerhead for a pickup when we’re in the area,” John noted with a sigh and Miranda wrote it down.
“There’s a lost Cerberus operative believed to be held in an Eclipse base on planet Lorek, in the Fathar system, Omega Nebula. The operative may have sensitive data that, if lost to Eclipse, could cause irreparable damage to Cerberus. It’s been requested we rescue him,” Miranda noted and John perked up at that.
“We’ll see to that after the Hug Gernsback is dealt with. Next?”
“We have been sent several Cerberus prototype…”
~*TF*~
Jane looked at Samara's door, considering and then finally accepting the need to check on the justicar. She entered and Samara's biotics stopped as she got up.
"Morinth haunted my dreams and waking hours equally," Samara said before Jane could speak. Samara approached the window, looking out into space. "For the first time in 400 years, I am free. I am a ruined vessel of sorrow and regret, but I am free. I hold no guilt in my heart, I cannot describe this feeling."
"Was it worth it?" Jane asked, watching Samara's back. She turned with a peaceful look on her face.
"It was never a question of worth, but of need. I had to take the action I did. As did she. This was never a story that would have a happy outcome. But thank you, Shepard," Samara said and Jane's eyes widened. "I was prepared to kill my daughter for centuries, but I did not look forward to it, you removed that from me. I should be furious and insulted, but you did it to absolve me of her death. You took her life so that I would not have to." Jane nodded and looked down.
"How do you feel?" she asked, looking up at Samara under her eyelashes, humbled by the thanks of the justicar. Samara looked down.
"One of my daughters is dead. My hopes, my dreams were all bound up in my children. Still, my feelings have always come after my duty. The same is true of you," she said and Jane looked down at that.
"I don't want to live that way anymore," Jane said. "I put my feelings about my brother behind my duty and threw myself into it, forsaking the other people I cared about." Samara nodded.
"True, I have taken an oath for this, you have not," she said and they stood in silence for a moment.
"I'm sorry I killed your daughter," Jane said and Samara shook her head.
"She was a monster," Samara said and Jane looked up.
"She was, but she was still your daughter," Jane said and Samara nodded as she began to pace.
"She was the strongest and smartest. She would not accept the injustice thrust upon her. She fought to the end. I am so proud of her, Shepard," Samara confessed and Jane was confused.
"But you became a justicar to kill her," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"And I would again. But I also know what it means to leave everything behind and fight," Samara said. "Do you realize that she went on the run at the age of 40? I do not know human years well, but it is very young for asari." Jane looked at the justicar and approached.
"What will you do now that Morinth is gone?" she asked and Samara smiled slightly.
"Assuming I survive your mission? I am a justicar. Injustice still exists...and even other Ardat-Yakshi," she said and Jane nodded.
"Is there no way to correct the conditions?" Jane asked and Samara shook her head.
"We are an advanced species, but we don't have magic. When the trait manifests at maturity, it is too late for mitigation. It only occurs in purebloods like myself. Perhaps that is the root of the stigma regarding asari-exclusive pairings. I don't know," she confessed.
"Morinth claimed that her condition was the future of the asari race," Jane commented.
"Morinth would say anything that served her cause. Ardat-Yakshi are sterile, Shepard. That wouldn't be a particularly viable future for my people," Samara said with the tone of an adult explaining something to a child, but then, Jane would forever be a child to Samara, she would probably go to her grave barely a child to the asari.
"So...justicars don't get to settle down, huh?" Jane said and Samara looked sorrowful. It broke Jane's heart to hurt the warrior.
"I did. I returned to my homeworld and tried to start a family. I will fight and struggle all my life. That is my fate," Samara said as she got into her meditation stance. Jane's eyes teared as she moved into the meditation stance beside the asari. "When I die, it will not be in bed. I am at peace with that.
"You still control the direction of your life," Jane added as they both began to glow with biotic light.
"I have chosen this path. I truly am at peace," Samara said, a smile on her face. "Due in no small part to you. My child." Their conversation stopped and they meditated together in silence.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Pragia Orbit
"So, we're here," Joker said as they looked at Pragia through the cockpit windows. John and Jane stood behind the pilot, Blasto panting happily next to his mistress. Neither Shepard moved.
"Not it," John said and Jane sighed.
"Let's suit up, then I'll get Jack," Jane sighed.
"She's been a bit on edge," John nodded.
"Yeah, I know, I'm the one that spars with her," Jane muttered.
"You did hit the bulkhead a little hard the other day," John added.
"I'm pretty sure she can throw you even harder since you're even denser now," she muttered as they headed for the elevator. "I'm bringing Blasto."
"Yeah, jungle world, intel says they should have a varren population due to various gangs using the planet for business," John said the elevator opened. Jane held out a hand.
"I'll go down first, I have to suit up myself and Blasto," she stated and he smirked.
"Fine, but only because I'm a nice older brother," he said and she rolled her eyes as she went in and hit the button.
"Only by fourteen minutes," she shot back without thinking as the doors closed. John stared at the doors for a minute before a grin slowly crept onto his lips. For the first time in a long time everything felt back to normal.
~*TF*~
Jane headed down the steps and used a barrier to protect herself from a random box thrown at her.
"You done?" Jane asked and Jack stared at her.
"Are we there yet?" Jack demanded.
"Tape your straps to your nipples, we're ready to take the shuttle out," Jane said and Jack's grin was more like baring her teeth as the two biotics headed to the shuttle bay. John and Blasto were standing by the door with John practicing some of the hand symbols and Blasto blatantly disregarding them.
"Jane, your varren is broken," John complained.
"No, he's just doing what I told him, standing by," she said with a whistle and a hand signal the varren began offering to shake hands, sit, lay down, and a few other tricks.
"Damn," John muttered.
"Not such a stupid pet now, is he?" Jane snarked and John rolled his eyes as they got on the shuttle, loading Jack's bomb. Jane was not thrilled to be riding in the shuttle with that homemade horror. The ride seemed much longer than it was with the tense silence before Jack finally opened her mouth as they came into view of the building.
"I forgot how much I hate this place. See the landing pad? Has to be on the roof, or the vegetation would overgrow it in a few hours," she said.
"I am picking up thermal signatures everywhere, except at your landing zone," EDI stated to the team.
"Something's distorting the sensors," John noted.
"Might be designed that way, this is a secret Cerberus facility," Jane pointed out.
"Yeah, they build their equipment to last. Assholes," Jack growled. "It was a mistake coming back here, Shepard." She was looking at Jane as she spoke.
"It'll be okay. If you want, I could slap you," Jane offered and Jack glared at her.
"I'm fine. Okay. Let's get on the ground," she sneered, back to her piss and vinegar attitude. The rain was down pouring as they exited the shuttle.
"Hope your nipple tape doesn't come undone in this," Jane teased and Jack’s glare intensified.
"Let's just get in there and plant the bomb in my cell. I want to watch this place burn," Jack growled. They entered a massive room. It was decrepit, but it was filled with shipping containers. "I never saw this room. I think they brought new kids in these containers." Jane felt her skin crawl at the thought. Thank God her biotics didn't manifest until later, it would have been child's play to have captured children off of Mindoir. She couldn't suppress a shudder as Jack continued. "They were messed up and starving, but alive. Usually."
“Come on, let’s keep moving,” John said gesturing inward. As they moved towards doors a terminal was still active and was replaying a message repeatedly. John motioned for them to stop so they could listen. The first person to speak was a security office and the other sounded like a scientist.
“The Illusive Man requested operation logs again. He's getting suspicious.”
“When we get results, he won't care what we did. But if he knew...”
“He won't find out.”
“That make it sounds like this facility went rogue,” Jane noted and Jack grunted.
“He didn't say what they were hiding from the Illusive Man,” Jack retorted. The next room had large ceiling windows and a few trees had broken through the floor and up toward the ceiling. As they made their way down Jack softly began to speak.
“I remember escaping to this room. Fighting here. I saw sunlight through the cracks in the ceiling. Only a half-dead guard between me and freedom. He was begging for his life,” Jack noted in a dead tone and Jane exchanged a worried glance with John. John signaled back that he was keeping an eye on Jack. As they reach the back of the room John signaled for the team to halt. There was a roughly circular area with concrete barriers forming a rough circle with old blood stains smeared on the floor and concrete barriers.
“This looks like an arena,” John noted with a scowl.
“That's right. They used to stage fights here. Pit me against other kids. I loved it. Only time I was ever out of my cell,” Jack revealed and John felt icy horror sink into his stomach and by the look on Jane’s face she shared the feeling.
“What were they studying that they needed to make children fight?” Jane said in horror.
“Hell if I know. Maybe that's how they got their kicks. I never understood anything that happened here.” Jack said
“How often did they do this?” John asked, getting a deeper glimpse into Jack’s life.
“I was in my cell my whole life. Sometimes they took me out and made me fight. Filled me with drugs. Other stuff. Time gets funny in a cell.”
“Did other children die in these fights?” Jane asked, feeling like she already knew the answer.
“I was a kid, filled with drugs. I got shocked when I hesitated. Narcotics flooded my veins when I attacked. “
“They actually rewarded you for attacking?” John blurted in surprise.
“I still get warm feelings during a fight,” Jack said, shivering just a bit.
“What the hell was wrong with those people?” Jane snarled.
“I don't know. Doesn't matter now.” Jack mused and John shook his head.
“Let's get moving.”
“Hell yes!” Jack enthused moving ahead.
~*TF*~
As they moved into the hallway another recording was playing.
"Security Officer Zemki, Teltin facility. The subjects are out of their cells! They're tearing the place up! Subject Zero is going to get loose. I need permission to terminate...I repeat, permission to terminate!" A guard was projected, his face tense in fear.
"All subjects besides Zero are expendable. Keep Jack alive!" An unseen voice ordered.
"Understood. I'll begin the..." Jack turned off hologram. She looked shaken.
"That's not right. I broke out when my guards disappeared...I started that riot," she growled and as Jane reached out a hand, Jack pulled away.
"Things might have happened that you didn't see," Jane said, slowly approaching Jack like an angry dog.
"The other kids attacked me. The guards attacked me. The automated systems attacked me. That doesn't leave lots of room for interpretation," Jack snarled. John and Jane shared a look behind her back. Scared kids did not have the most accurate memories.
As they headed down a stairway the group froze. A dead varren lay in a pool of blood that was still liquid.
"This place is supposed to be empty. Who the fuck shot that varren? It's a fresh kill," she growled and the group pulled their weapons. Soon after they entered a massive room. It was a morgue and it held vorcha and krogan in Bloodpack armor. They only roared to warn of their attack. Jane hung in the back to use her sniper while Jack and John charged. It was easy for Jane to pick off the vorcha with well placed head shots while the two brawlers kept the krogan occupied. As they looked at the dead, Jack was clearly unsettled.
"Why'd they need a morgue? This was a small facility," Jack growled.
"A lot of children died here. Even then, they were a part of the experiment," Jane said, her skin crawling as she looked at the room.
"Bullshit. I had the worst of it, and I made it out alive," Jack snarled. Jane knew what Jack was realizing. She had survived things that other people hadn't and she knew the feeling of realizing she was lucky to have survived at all.
As they moved through the building Jane saw Jack's shoulders tense.
"So strange to be back here. I feel like...I'm pissed off, I'm a dangerous bitch. But then I'm a little girl again. Shit, it's complicated. Let's just go plant that bomb," Jack said and more vorcha popped up on the stairs as varren rushed from rooms to attack. It was too easy to pick them off. Jane looked at the small rooms to either side of them.
"They kept children here?" John said in disgust. Soon they reached a walkway with a large tree and a huge mirrored window. Jack froze with realization for a moment.
"This...It's a two-way mirror? My cell is on the other side...I could see all the other kids out here. I screamed at them for hours, and they always ignored me," her voice held a bit of shell shock. The truth could be painful and Jane knew Jack was realizing how different things had been for her. Soon after the group entered a medical area and Jane felt sick as they approached one of the security terminals.
"I must have come through here when I broke out, but I don't remember it," Jack said as Jane touched the terminal. A hologram appeared.
"Entry 1054, Teltin facility. The latest iteration of PergNim went poorly. Subjects One, Four, and Six died. No biotic change among the survivors. We lowered core temperatures of surviving subjects, but no biotically beneficial reactions occurred. As a side effect, all subjects died. So we'll not try that on Zero. I hope our supply of biotic-potential subjects holds up. We are going through them fast," the hologram said wearily, but not with the death, with the failure. Jane felt ill, she was only a few years older than the kids he had murdered.
"This is bullshit! They weren't experimenting on the other children for my safety!" Jack cried in a tone that Jane knew too well.
"You can't help what they did to others," Jane said, her own weariness in her voice.
"You don't get it, Shepard. I survived this place because I was tougher than the rest. That's who I am," Jack said and Jane looked at the younger woman with eyes that had survived where others hadn't.
"You move on, harder and tougher," Jane said. John activated the next terminal and the same scientist was recorded.
"It's all fallen to pieces. The subjects are rampaging, and Zero is loose. We're shutting Teltin down. What a disaster. We'll infiltrate and piggyback onto the Alliance's Ascension program. Hopefully that will...who are...? Zero, wait!" the recording ended as he took flight and Jane smirked.
"Shepard, they started up somewhere else," Jack cried looking at Jane and she smiled.
"Ascension is an Alliance program. It's a school for biotic kids. It was set up based on the program that trained me. I've been there. They don't torture children there," Jane explained. "I've even guest lectured a few times." Jack stared at her, uncertainty in her eyes.
"A lot of this...isn't the way I remember it," Jack confessed.
"There was a lot going on," John said and Jack's confidence returned to her face.
"I was dumb. I keep my eyes open now, and I always shoot first," she said. We're getting close to my cell. The place I came from. Let's keep going."
The group passed into the next room and Blasto growled. More krogan and vorcha in Bloodpack armor.
"Hey Aresh, it's Kureck. yeah, the intruders are here. You want them dead, we have to talk creds. You promised us lots of salvage, but this place is a waste," a krogan spoke into his comm. "Fine...we'll put 'em down. Then I'm coming in there, and we're going to talk salvage."
"What are you doing here?" John asked, clearly annoyed.
"First we're going to kill you, then we'll see," the krogan barked and Jane rolled her eyes as the team ducked for cover. She made a signal for Blasto to sneak around. "Kill them! On my order, I want them dead!" John was dodging and rushing the krogan down low while Jack aimed for the Krogan on the upper deck. Jane took out her sniper and aimed at the vorcha. It was almost fun to puncture their flame thrower tanks before blowing them up.
"Jane! Uppers!" John cried and Jane began aiming at the krogan, keeping them pinned as Blasto roared and John vaulted, Jack not far behind. It was almost too easy to finish off the group. Jane put up her sniper and checked Blasto, the varren was fine. The group heading into the next room, then entered Jack's cell.
"Come out. We know you're here," John snapped and a man stood up from beside the bed.
"Who are you?" Jack demanded.
"My name is Aresh, and you're breaking into my home. I know you, Subject Zero," he said in a dead voice. "So many years have passed, and I thought I was the only survivor." Jack drew her weapon.
"My name is Jack. How the hell do you know me?" she demanded.
"We all knew your face, Jack. They inflicted horrors on us so their experiments wouldn't kill you," he said and Jane had feared as much as they had watched the consoles. "You were the question, and I'm still looking for the answer."
"Looks like you're not the only one pulled back here, Jack," John stated.
"I tried to forget this. But a place like this...it doesn't forget you. It follows you," Aresh said, looking like a broken man. "I hired these mercs and came back almost a solar year ago. We're rebuilding it, piece by piece. I'm going to find out what they knew...how to unlock true biotic potential in humans. I'm restarting the Teltin facility. It will be beautiful." He was deranged and delusional. Jane shook her head.
"I wanted a hole in the ground...he's trying to justify what happened by using it!" Jack snapped.
"This place was like a prison. How did you get out?" John asked.
"We all attacked at once as they were taking us to the lab. They would have put us down, but then Jack got loose. When I came to, it was over...the guards, the scientists, and the kids were all dead. And you were gone," Aresh said, staring at Jack.
"I stopped it, all of it. Maybe the others did have it bad, but what you're doing is just messed," Jack said and Jane was pleased to hear the acceptance in her voice.
"Everything we went through must have been worth something!" Aresh cried.
"You'd do the same thing to new kids? Wasn't this forced on you?" Jane asked and Aresh simply stared at them.
"Some were bought from poor families on Earth or kidnapped from colonies. Most ended up here the way I did, batarian pirates," he said and Jane shuddered again. There but for the grace of God...she glared at him. "They did such horrible things to us. They must have had good reasons."
"There's no reason good enough! Are you nuts? You lived it!" Jack cried.
"We can blow up the place, but that still leaves him. What do we do with another you?" John stated and Jane gave him a look. Was he provoking Jack on purpose? She would trust him.
"That's easy," Jack growled approaching Aresh.
"Just leave me here. This is where I belong," he said.
"Fuck that," Jack snarled, her biotics throwing him to his knees. She approached him, gun aimed at his head.
"Jack, he's trapped in his past," John said and Jane approached her.
"And you need to move on from yours," she said to Jack.
"He wants to restart his place. He needs to die!" Jack cried.
"He's crazy, and he's never going to restart this facility. You have to let it go," Jane said. "Your past doesn't have to control you." Jack stared at her for a moment.
"Fuck..." she growled. "Get out of here. Go!" Aresh didn't need to be told twice and he was off, running out of the room. "He's not worth chasing. None of it is."
"You did the right thing, Jack," John said.
"Maybe," Jack mumbled as she looked around. "This room was my whole childhood. Give me a minute to look around." John looked at Jane and she nodded, making a hand signal at Blasto. The varren followed John out of the room, leaving the two women together.
"Nothing's changed...but it's all different," Jack said and Jane nodded.
"You are different. You left and now this...is altered by your experiences," Jane said. Jack looked out the window.
"What do you know?" Jack huffed and Jane stood beside her.
"When the batarian raid happened, my biotics were killing me. I used them to fight...did a good job, you probably could have beat me back then," Jane said.
"Could have? I can now," Jack huffed and Jane chuckled.
"As a kid you could have beaten me. I was a late manifest, didn't think it would happen, denied the signs for a long time. But the attack happened, my biotics happened. We ran into the colony, saw it burning, saw everyone dead. I was over exerting myself, I was bleeding from the eyes and nose when I passed out. Luckily the Alliance arrived. I was drugged on the ship. They were worried a new biotic would blast through the hull, so I was out for the trip. When I woke up, I learned John was going one way, I would be going elsewhere, we would be separated and had been taken from our home," Jane said. Jack stared at her.
"I didn't know that. I thought you guys were kept together," she said and Jane shook her head.
"He wasn't a biotic and I was. A freakishly strong one that levitated some pretty big stuff without an implant," Jane said and Jack did blink.
"Without an implant?" she asked and Jane nodded. "That explains you getting your skull crushed and still fighting."
"Nah, I'm just stubborn," Jane said. "We enlisted on the same day, and when we finally got our first official leaves from training, we met up on Mindoir. The southern continent was fine...we went home." Jack looked at Jane.
"What was it like?" she asked.
"It looked like it had the day we left. The grass was longer, the animals had long broken the fences to run wild, but the interior of the house...it was the same. The dishes were still in the drying rack. My jacket was still on the back of the couch, John's muck boots were in the middle of the mudroom floor from that morning's chores. Nothing had changed, but everything was different. Not just dusty and stale...but...empty..." Jane said and Jack stared at her room.
"Yeah...empty..." she said. She moved to the center of the room and began setting up the bomb. When she was done, she looked at Jane, then the two women headed out. John looked at them and they all moved.
The shuttle rocked as they began to leave. The silence was palpable. Jack flicked the detonator cap open and shut, again and again. Then, without saying a word, she pressed it. John smacked the wall to let the pilot know it was going to get bumpy. Jane was shocked as the horizon lit up behind them visible from either window. Then the shockwave nearly knocked them all to the floor.
"Jesus, Jack!" Jane hissed. "Compensating for something with that?!" Jack shrugged as they returned to their seats.
~*TF*~
Jane followed Jack down into her lair.
"I don't need a babysitter, Shepard," Jack snapped and Jane sighed.
"How about a friend?" she asked and Jack stared at her.
"I'm not big on friends," Jack said.
"Same here, but...it get’s lonely living in the past all the time, trust me on that," Jane said and Jack stared at her.
"Why do you do this?" Jack asked and Jane shrugged.
"I've had a shitty run of life. Lost my parents and my whole world as a kid, got separated from my brother for long expanses at a time. Lost my whole team. Lost my brother for a time. Lost my boyfriend. Lost all my friends. Lost my way. I want to make the galaxy a better place...you know?" Jane said and Jack began to chuckle.
"God, you are corny, Shepard," she began to laugh.
"Shut up, bitch," Jane grinned and Jack smiled.
"Fine, be a dork...it actually works for you," she said. "You still can't beat me."
"Oh, I don't know. I might not have your raw power...but I have better control than you," Jane shot back as she headed up.
"And Jane..." Jack called, Jane paused without turning around. "...thanks...for everything..." Jane held up a hand to wave before heading up. Man, she needed a shower after all this emotional bullshit.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"Storming her den would be a mistake...she will have a hundred escape routes planned. She will go to ground and disappear for fifty years or more. This is the closest I've ever been," Samara explained. Jane stared at her thoughtfully.
"So...we have to lure her out," Jane said, Samara nodded.
"Exactly! Shepard, you read my mind," she said. "Afterlife's VIP section seems her preferred hunting ground. You must go there alone and unarmed."
"No," Jane said and Samara was shocked.
"Shepard why not?" she asked and Jane grabbed Samara by the armor.
"I have NEVER NOT been brain raped by asari!" Jane cried, shaking the justicar. "She's gonna eat me!"
"Shepard...let...me...go..." Samara was yanked back and forth. "...we...have...to..." She fell back and Jane ran from the apartment screaming.
"DON'T RAPE MY BRAIN!" her screams echoing into the apartment.
"What got into her?" Samara gasped in shock.
OMAKE 2
At the script reading for chapter 22…
“Okay so at this point you’ll exit the room,” Toby said, pushing up his glasses and double checking the script. “Then Jane, Garrus will turn to you and say…” Toby trailed off but silence was his only reply. He looked up and saw the rest of the crew glancing around but Garrus wasn’t anywhere to be seen, neither were Belle, Jane and John.
“Anyone know where they are?” Toby asked with the sigh. No one replied and he sighed again. “Okay everyone lets postpone this meeting till this afternoon.” Most of the cast left the room and Toby headed out, walking the halls of the TF studio till he came upon his three missing cast members in one of the studio’s control rooms.
“Mind telling me what you three are doing?” Toby asked snidely and Jane shushed him. He raised an eyebrow at them and John winced.
“We were coming to the reading but we found Belle and well…” John trailed off and exchanged a glance with his sister. Jane just shrugged.
“She keeps talking about someone called senpai,” Garrus said gesturing to the monitors. Toby sighed, figuring Belle had another ‘episode’ and reached over to turn on the audio feed. He sighed again as it confirmed his suspicions.
“Senpai love me Just turn your gaze away from that sleaze for me,” Belle was singing. She was singing to a body pillow she had propped up in a chair and Toby was pretty sure who was printed on that pillow. There was also a chair behind Belle and someone was tied up in it.“I'm the only one you should see. Senpai love me, I'll watch you through your window toniiiiight!”
“Well shit,” Toby grumbled. “I knew she’d had some bad news about the new school year but I didn’t think she’d have another episode.”
“Senpai love me, I'll torture any ugly girl who looks at you. You'd never guess what I'd do! Senpai love me, I'll watch you through your window toniiiiight!” Belle sang as she tortured a reviewer he knew was a Vakarian fan…er was that a boy or girl? There wasn’t much left for Toby to be able to tell.
“Another episode?” Jane questioned and Toby just shook his head.
“Though I have to ask her to stop killing reviewers. We don’t have enough fans as it is, especially ones who like to leave real comments,” Toby mused rubbing his chin as they watched Belle sway, slaughter and sing. “I thought she was doing better. She hasn’t gone yandere since I bought her those Garrus and Allister body pillows. Some of her students must have failed and she snapped.”
“Wait what?” Garrus exclaimed as he realized that body pillow was shaped like a Turian he saw every time he looked in a mirror.
“Oh I promise they won't be missed, all those skanks that you might have kissed. I'll come get you and swear to be good...When I check off my rival list!” Belle sang and giggled. Toby felt slightly alarmed when Belle produced a Tali plushie and stabbed it with a knife.
“That’s not encouraging, she loves Tali. And her author powers must still be working,” Toby mused.
“Senpai love me I want to make you happy, It's true, I do. My heart can only love you Senpai love me I'll watch you through your window toniiiiiight!”
“What do we do?” John asked seriously and Toby casually waved his hand conjuring small bags of fresh popcorn and soda bottles. He settled back in a chair.
“Enjoy the show, she’ll eventually realize she can get the real thing soon.” Toby commented. Garrus and Jane gawked at him but John seemed to think it over before joining the co-author.
“Senpai love me, it doesn't matter who comes to say "No way"”, Belle crooned. “They won't live another day Senpai love me, I'll watch you through your window toniiiiiight!”
“I can’t believe you’re not going to do anything,” Jane exclaimed and Garrus nodded vigorously next to her.
“Oh relax it’s not like she hasn’t ravaged Garrus before,” Toby said, waving his hand airily.
“What?!”
“Well why don’t I remember it?” Garrus demanded.
“Belle enjoys breaking you in,” Toby informed them making Garrus pale.
“You can run and you can hide, there's no place I won't check inside. So just love me, if you could...because, sweet senpai,” Belle’s smile turned sinister. “You are mine!”
“Better run Garrus,” Toby replied just before the Turian disappeared and reappeared before Belle who tried to tackle him. A chase ensued ah-la Tom and Jerry style but this “Tom” wanted to do other things to “Jerry” that weren’t kid appropriate.
“Aren’t you going to do anything?” Jane demanded and Toby shrugged.
“Senpai love me! Don't worry about your family, I'm here for you dear. I'll make it perfectly clear. Senpai love me, I'll climb in through your window TONIIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHT!!”
“Eh I’ll put him back together in time for chapter twenty three.”
OMAKE 3
"Hey He-Shep, have you seen your sister?" Kasumi asked and John blinked.
"I haven't since I teased her about stopping the elevator with Garrus," John grinned and Kasumi blinked.
"Wait...Garrus saw her in that dress?" she asked and John nodded. Kasumi began to giggle. John grew suspicious.
"What?" he demanded.
"That dress has a four platinum star rating with turian males in relationships with human women," Kasumi giggled. "It is sort of like wearing a dress with slit down to your belly button." John's eyes widened.
"Oh no..." John whispered. "Garrus was following her to her rooms...he gave me a look."
"So what?" Kasumi asked and John stared at her.
"I gave him a thumbs up," he confessed.
"I think you just gave him the okay to have his way with your sister," Kasumi giggled. "I'll have to ask her if she wants to rate the dress after too. It's supposedly got a FIVE platinum star rating with human women in a relationship with turian males."
Notes:
Belle's AN: Once again, I cannot express my love for Samara and Jack fully. I love Samara for her paladin role and I love Jack for her broken child role. They are two of my favorite companions and it once again occurred to me that I have never played a Jack Romance play through...partially because I have only played one male character through 2 and never played him through 3...he was also a Tali love interest. Maybe I should get a male play through going specifically for Jack.
Toby's AN: And I keep telling her to do it. I think it's one of the sweetest in ME2. I’m a big Tali and Liara fanboy but Jack’s romance is surprisingly sweet.
Chapter 24: Not Gonna Die Tonight
Summary:
The Shepards help Jacob reunite with his father with less than positive results. The twins split up to collect the Hammerhead and to aid a Cerberus agent with disaster striking.
Notes:
Toby’s Note: *Goes to tell the audience about the following chapter, but sees them all watching. Begins smiling widely as he imagines their reactions to the following chapter. Begins to snicker despite Belle staring at him. Starts to laugh in a clichéd villain way. Belle drags him away from the Author Note spot but not before Toby begins to cackle madly*
I hope you all trimmed your finger nails because this one will be a real nail biter! Mwha ha ha ha ha ha!
Belle's Note: *sighs at his theatrics* But seriously, I honestly think this is one of the best chapters we've written and it was totally Toby's idea for this. As soon as he suggested this I was totally a fan of it. Many times when we hash out chapters our individual plans get mixed up or we step on each other's toes and, sometimes, we totally fight it out. But when Toby suggested this, I was totally on board and I loved it. Even when there were hiccups we were in total agreement with the main path of this chapter. Toby was even so excited he started writing it before I got 22 written. So I really hope you all enjoy this chapter.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 23: Not Gonna Die Tonight
Earth Date: March 22nd, 2186 CE
Location: Rosetta Nebula, Alpha Draconis System, Normandy SR-2
“That it?”
“Yup that’s it, John, 2175 Aeia. The distress signal is coming from there,” Joker noted. John grunted and watched over Joker’s shoulder out the front window as they entered into an approach over the planet.
“It was named after an Asari scientist. This remote planet appears to have been on the list of forbidden mass relays that led to uncharted space. The little data available comes from one far-off probe flyby that reports two planets orbiting a white dwarf star.” EDI chimed in from the left and John glanced at her hologram. “My own scans yield far more interesting results. The planet is within the habitable zone of the star. It has oceans of liquid water and a thin nitrogen-oxygen atmosphere consistent with carbon-based plant life. It is possible this is an as-yet-unexplored garden world.”
“Let’s make a note of that and send a report to…to…” John trailed off as he realized again he had almost said to send a report to the Alliance like he was still an Alliance officer. Scowling as he got annoyed with himself he re-focused on EDI. “Actually after we explore the crash site I’ll submit a report to the council. This seems to be a pretty quiet system. They might like establishing a presence this far out if it’s in a peaceful system.”
“Yes Spectre. Shall I notify your sister and Jacob to assemble in the hangar?” EDI inquired and John nodded, turning to head for the shuttle.
“Please do EDI.”
~*TF*~
The ride down on the shuttle was quiet. Jacob was staring at the monitor as Ensign Parker flew the shuttle down to drop them off. Jane seemed to be bored by the whole thing and was scratching the top of Blasto’s head. John glanced over at the monitor as Jacob sucked in a breath. They were flying over the wreck now and it looked like the Gernsback had slammed into the beach. As they landed John thought it was a miracle they hadn’t come up short and crashed into the ocean. After Parker opened the doors for them and they hopped out EDI contacted them on their comms.
“I have run scans of the ship. I detect no life signs but there may be useful technology or information inside.” She informed them as they headed down the beach.
“It doesn’t appear to be too hostile to human life,” Jane noted checking her omni-tool as they walked. “Air is clean, temperature is a bit high but pleasantly so. I’m almost positive we’ll find survivors.”
“It appears to be mostly intact,” Jacob said as they got closer. “Looks like it was stripped after the crash. They’d have tried to get a beacon up as soon as possible.”
“There by the airlock, they created a walkway with hull fragments,” John noted pointing to a deteriorated walkway that was rusted and hole ridden but might be possible to cross. As they headed for the walkway, John found a terminal atop old crates. It was old with erosion on it from years of being exposed to the elements but it was surprisingly functional. Curious John powered it up. It seemed to be caught on survivor’s journal single entry.
“…along with this anymore. We’ve done horrible things to the crew.” The man spoke and John felt a chill go up his spine. He saw Jacob stiffen out of the corner of his eye and Jane shot John a concerned look behind Jacob’s back. “The condition they’re in, they don’t understand what we’re doing to them. Distract them for two seconds and they forget what you did before the bruises show. It’s got to stop. I’m talking to the others as soon as-” The journal stopped at that point.
“That’s not good,” John noted eyeing the walkway and considering trying to cross to investigate.
“John over here,” Jane called. John turned to his right and saw Jane had gotten an older holographic projector running. A VI program was running and speaking. As John approached with Jacob, Jane accessed the control panel. The VI stopped repeating its message as Jane worked.
“From the look of it, this beacon’s been here awhile,” Jane noted. “Why would they wait years to activate it?”
“Pause in beacon protocol, eight years, two hundred thirty-seven days, seven hours. Pause is recorded as: RECORD DELETED by Acting Captain Ronald Taylor.” The VI chimed in as Jane typed away.
“That’s not right. My father was first officer,” Jacob clarified.
“Ronald Taylor was promoted under emergency command protocols. Other flagged issues: Unsafe deceleration. Local food and neural decay. Beacon activation protocols.” The VI reported and John gave Jane a look who nodded.
“I got the verbal interface working,” Jane explained and John shot her a grateful look.
“Who’s in charge now? Where are the survivors?” John asked the VI.
“Captain Harris Fairchild reported killed following unscheduled suborbital descent. First Office Ronal Taylor promoted in field to acting captain.” The VI chimed in and John frowned.
“But where is he now?” Jacob asked.
“The location of the remaining crew of the Hugo Gernsback is unknown. This beacon has been unattended for several maintenance cycles.” The VI explained and Jane scowled.
“But why? It's been here for years.” Jane mused.
“What about the neural decay it mentioned earlier?” John asked and the VI seemed to think that was directed at itself.
“Impairment of mental function due to chemical imbalance begins within several days of ingesting local flora, regardless of decontamination or preparation. Impact on higher cognitive abilities and long-term memory is cumulative, but significant within a standard month.” The VI explained. “It is not known if neural decay is permanent. Data collection was not completed.”
“That might explain a lot,” John noted. “If their food stores were contaminated in the crash they could have been trying to fix the beacon but ran out of time before they could.”
“But the beacon works now and he activated it over eight years later. Why?” Jane countered.
“This beacon became functional after three hundred fifty-eight days, twelve hours, following the unscheduled suborbital descent of the Hugo Gernsback. Activation was triggered after eight years, two hundred thirty-seven days, seven hours, on the authority of acting Captain Ronald Taylor. Pause in beacon protocols is recorded as: RECORD DELETED.”
“Come on let’s get going,” John said gesturing up the beach. John let Jacob move ahead of them a bit.
“John if he wasn’t affected by the neural decay…” Jane began in a low voice.
“I know,” John said softly back to her. “I don’t want to say anything until we know for sure.” They were quiet for a few minutes as they walked. Blasto barked in warning and John saw a woman in a dirty, degraded jumpsuit running towards them. Jane gestured at Blasto to stand down and the woman ran up to John.
“You came? From the sky? The leader said someone would come! He delayed for so long, but he still has power!” she declared triumphantly. She gestured behind her up the beach and towards a path up the hill into the jungle. “Some have lost faith. The hunters! They will have seen your star. They will not let you help him.”
“Whoa, slow down,” John said soothingly. “What are you talking about? I can’t understand you.”
“I-I, uh…don’t remember how to say it. He’s our leader and we serve so…we can go home. But some want to fight him. They were, they were cast out.” John frowned seeing someone moving up the beach behind her and taking cover by some debris. “He exiled them, so they hunt his machines and those who help him. They don’t believe that rescue will come.” John’s eyes widened as he saw the man pop up, pistol in hand.
“Watch out,” John barked, rushing the woman and wrapping her in his arms and whirling them around so his back was to the man. His shots rang out but impacted harmlessly on John’s shields barely dwindling them. John moved her to cover behind some debris.
“Hunters! They won’t stop until the leader is dead!” The woman exclaimed as she collapsed behind cover.
“Kill them!” The man screamed, his voice guttural as several other hunters emerged from the woods. “Agents of the liar! He will not escape!”
“Take them down easy if you can!” John ordered, drawing his pistol. He opened firing taking time to aim carefully. He shot one hunter’s pistol destroying the decayed gun and shifted his aim to the leader, shooting him in the hand. Biotics flared on either side of him as Jane and Jacob used their powers to snatch and crush the other’s weapons. It was over quickly and the hunters fled back into the woods.
“You okay?” John asked, reaching down to help the woman to her feet.
“They want to kill him but I just want to go home,” she sobbed, ignoring his hand to cuddle into a ball and begin wailing. John sighed but moved away from her.
“My father wouldn’t let this go on. Something is very wrong here,” Jacob stated and Jane shot John a look.
“Let’s go further up the beach and follow this path. We need to find someone who can explain what happened here,” John stated leading them up the beach.
~*TF*~
The group moved inland, the hunters seemed to have run off, none had shown any biotic ability.
"I wish we had a crew list to check for biotic ability," Jane muttered and Jacob nodded.
"They didn't seem to have any," John said. “And if any do have the ability they may not have the mental discipline to bring them out.”
"I just worry what a mentally impaired biotic might do," Jane commented and John winced at the thought. Slowly they approached a camp and Jane stared at the large statue in the middle of the camp.
"Oh...that's not something you just build," she muttered.
"You have to push someone to make that," Jacob growled. As they entered the camp Jane noticed something.
“John, they’re all women,” Jane said to her brother and John grunted.
“I noticed,” he said curtly not angry at her, but not pleased with what they were finding.
"You have his face!" a woman cried, pointing at Jacob.
"Not good," Jane whispered.
"You...you are cursed with his face!" another woman cried, moving away. The women seemed docile and as they moved deeper into the camp Jane noticed something else.
"Oh fuck..." she sighed and John looked to where Jane was staring. Several small children were collected in a tent, the sound of their arrival had caused the children to creep from the tent to look at the newcomers.
"There were no children on the Gernsback," Jacob stated, his voice cold. The children were a mix of races, but several showed a clear resemblance to Jacob. A woman approached the group, offering a data pad.
"I cannot remember how to...read...but you must...You are cursed with his face, but your words and actions are not his. We want to go back to the sky...take us to the sky," she begged and Jacob took the data pad from her. He read it over.
“If that says what I suspect it will this is bad," John said and Jane stared at the women and the children. If the neural decay decreased mental ability and these children were raised on the food from birth...this was bad.
"EDI, check for the nearest rescue crew, Cerberus or Alliance," Jane ordered on her comm.
"An Alliance vessel capable of rescue is the closest," EDI reported.
"Contact them, tell them this is a message from me. We need a rescue of the Hugo Gernsback's surviving crew. Give them all the information we've gotten about the neural decay and tell them...we have children born on this planet too. This is a Code 261, 207, 273, 187...this is a place where a lot of bad things happened," Jane said as Jacob turned to them. Jane looked at the women and shuddered. There but for the grace of God...Ronald Taylor was going to regret this.
“How bad is it Jacob?” John asked and Jacob scowled.
“It's a crew logbook. Some of them thought the beacon repair was taking too long. They were afraid they'd run out of supplies and lose their minds to the decay.” Jacob said. “My father restricted the ship food for himself and the other officers so they wouldn't be affected. Everybody else had to eat the toxic food and hope for treatment later. The rest is a casualty list. A few mutinied over the decision. My father and the officers turned the mechs on them. There were five after the crash: medical, engineering, bridge staff. Should've had no problem fixing the beacon and keeping people safe. All the officers were killed within the same week, about a month after the beacon was repaired.”
“I’m sorry,” Jane said as her fears were confirmed. John sighed and took the data pad from Jacob, backing up the logbook to his omni-tool.
“Let keep this safe as evidence,” John said as he handed the pad to Jane. “Let’s go meet Ronald Taylor.” The team advanced into the jungle from the camp, discovering that Ronald had hold himself up with his mechs to keep the hunters out. Too bad they weren't a group of mentally impaired captives.
~*TF*~
John’s mood got darker and darker as they basically walked through everything. The mechs and hunter’s equipment was out dated and worn down. No one was capable of performing the maintenance needed to keep it running. Even the YMIR mech, a prototype it seemed, was no match for the team. Jane easily ripped it apart with her biotics and none of them even drew their heavier weapons, using pistols to disarm the hunters and destroy the security mechs. Ronald Taylor’s excuses over the comms were grating at his nerves as they walked. When they finally reached him John felt his anger over the situation spike into rage. He lived behind walls, sleeping in a bed with plush comfort overlooking a beautiful cliff. Jacob’s anger fed John’s and as they walked towards the older man John forced himself to holster his pistol to keep himself from shooting him on principal. Jane signaled for Blasto to remain on lookout.
“You’re here!” Ronald exclaimed happily, moving towards them. John moved past the man to gaze out over the scenic view and clamped his hands on the makeshift railing hard. He took a deep breath to center himself, ignoring that his hands were crushing the weakened metal. “I knew a real squad would blow through just fine. Sorry if the mechs scuffed your pads. I’ll get you something nice when we get back to Alliance space. I’ve got to have some back-pay coming.”
“What about your crew, Acting Captain?” Jacob said coldly.
“Total loss. The toxic food turned them wild. They propped me up here in some kind of ritual behavior. Waiting for a chance to signal has been hell.” Ronald said and Jacob shook his head as John sighed. Jane glared at the man, her armor creaking as she gripped her own biceps to keep herself from strangling the monster.
“That’s the best you can do?” Jacob demanded.
“You let all your people talk back like that, uh who are you exactly?” Ronald said looking at John, who turned around and crossed his arms.
“I’m Spectre John Shepard of the Normandy. I believe you’re acquainted with Mr. Taylor.” John said tersely. Ronald jerked in shock and whirled around to face Jacob.
“Taylor? Jacob? No, not Jacob!” Ronal exclaimed as Jacob approached his father.
“Why not me?” Jacob demanded. “Would ten years of this look better to anyone else in the galaxy?”
“You have to understand this isn’t me. The realities of command-” Ronald began.
“Don’t, don’t you dare,” Jane said coldly. “All of us here have been in command before. You can’t justify that argument with us.”
“I’m not unreasonable, Captain. But ten years? What happened?” John snarked.
“Goddamnit, why did you do this to your crew?” Jacob snapped. John saw a hunter approaching but Blasto snarled at the man and snapped his jaws at him keeping the man away.
“There was resistance to the plan. Mutiny. We had to take a hard line to keep order. And things settled down. As the decay set in, we made sure the crew were comfortable.” Ronald began softly. “Some even seemed happier. Ignorance is bliss, right? And they were grateful for guidance, like an instinct. Pure authority was... easy. At first. Months in, the effect lowered inhibitions. They got territorial. Rank, protocol -- they couldn't understand. We had to establish dominance. After a while the perks seemed... normal.”
“That's it? You created a harem and played king? Ten years in a juvenile fantasy?” Jacob demanded as John watched more hunters gather and watched them with sharp eyes. Jane drew her pistol, causing the hunters to pause, but keeping her attention on the conversation.
“I can't point to where it all went wrong. But when the beacon was ready, revealing what happened didn't seem like a good idea.” Ronald said, facing his son.
“Bullshit, you were ashamed,” Jane snarled and John agreed with her. “You know how you acted, how others would see you. But I don’t understand why activate the beacon now?”
“This planet has some strange cycles to it. I've seen some plants around I never saw before, odd weather. Maybe some just adapted a little too well.” Ronald explained. “Then those hunters came. I'd feel it if they got their hands on me now. They want blood. I'd prefer to keep it.”
“You’re a damn coward. You got drunk on your authority and when your little fantasy came crashing down you called for someone to save you from the mess you made.” John snapped glancing from keeping watch to glare at Ronald.
“Enough of this, EDI, what's the time on that rescue?” Jane interjected.
"The SSV Doss will be arriving in two days," EDI said over the comms.
“We can have everyone evacuated and treated in a few days,” Jane said as she made a note to thank Captain Desmond for his speedy response. "What do we do with him?"
“He's not worth the fuel to haul him out, or the air he's breathing. He's damned lucky I don't even think he's worth pulling the trigger,” Jacob snarled aiming his pistol at his father. John watched him carefully before Jacob holstered his pistol. “I don't know who you are. Because you're not any father I remember.”
“We'll secure him for an Alliance court. For every year here, he'll have ten to think about it,” John said, producing some cuffs from a pouch on his belt and handing them to Jane to cuff the man.
“Give him all the time in the galaxy,” Jacob growled turning from the man. “The man who did this doesn’t know right from wrong.”
“I’m sorry Jacob, I did the best I could,” Ronald said as Jane cuffed the man.
“I’m ten years past believing that,” Jacob bit out over his shoulder as he walked away.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 24th, 2186 CE, Early Morning
Location: Rosetta Nebula, Alpha Draconis System, Planet 2175 Aeia
Chakwas, Kasumi, Garrus, Tali, Jack, and a few of the crew had gathered the Gernsback survivors together. They had set up a triage for Chakwas to work and treat survivors. Ronald Taylor was being guarded by a few, less than kind Normandy crew members who had volunteered to keep the creep confined in a cargo container. John had not wanted the man to set foot on the Normandy. As the survivors of the crash were being cared for John came and went, but Jane stayed at the camp, waiting for the Doss to arrive.
"What do you think, Doc?" Jane asked as Chakwas looked over the eldest of the children that morning.
"They may not have their full faculties, but they were as good mothers as they could be. The children are physically fine, whether they will mentally ever overcome this...we will see how they react to the detoxification. They haven't had any of the toxic food since we got here, so I'm hopeful," Chakwas said.
"Looks like the cavalry has arrived," Garrus stated as he approached Jane. They watched as the SSV Doss landed near the beach. A few minutes and an Alliance crew from the Doss approached.
"Captain," Jane said with a nod as she noticed Captain Desmond had accompanied them
"C-" Captain Desmond began only for Jane to hold up her hand.
"Just a Spectre right now," she said and he nodded.
"I have a team collecting samples, we will start to take the victims for treatment," he said as the Alliance soldiers began to help the victims to the Doss. "Where is he?" Jane led Desmond and his MPs to the cargo container that held Taylor.
"This is him," Jane said as she flung the doors open and Ronald looked up. Jane felt vindicated as she noticed John had let the man only have a blanket and a bucket for his waste, along with bottles of water.
"We should leave him here," one of the Cerberus volunteers grunted and Desmond nodded.
"Too bad we believe in the justice system," he said giving Jane a nod as his men took the man into custody.
"We need to remember what makes us different than animals sometimes," she sighed as she watched them escort the man off.
"What a piece of work," Garrus huffed.
"Hard to believe he's Jacob's father," Jane said, shaking her head.
"We can't pick our families," Garrus commented and Jane wrapped an arm around his.
"Yeah we can..." she ran her hand down his arm and squeezed his hand before she headed to the shuttle to return to the Normandy.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 24th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega System, Normandy SR-2 Mid–FTL Transit
“Everything go alright with the prisoner transfer?” John asked as he and his sister went over the latest supply reports in his cabin.
“Ronald Taylor will be tried on multiple accounts of kidnapping, rape, child endangerment, and murder. I think the Alliance may even have to dig up some older laws regarding settlers. Some colonists tried to do what he did,” Jane noted and John sighed. “How’s Jacob taking everything?”
“Oh he had it out with the Illusive Man,” John said, an amused look coming over his face. “Turns out Miranda sent it to him. She thought she was doing him a favor.”
“That woman confuses me,” Jane confessed. “Sometimes she’s a cold hearted bitch but other times she does sweet things like that.”
“Like someone else I know,” John said in amusement as he gave Jane a pointed look and Jane gave him a look filled with irritation.
“Still Jack has been glaring at her a lot ever since Pragia I think-”
“Spectres, Jack and Miranda are in the middle of a... disagreement in the starboard observation room. Can you head it off before they tear out a bulkhead?” Joker chimed in over the comms and John shook his head as Jane sighed.
“We’ll handle it Joker,” John replied heading for the elevator with his sister following.
“Take pictures!” Joker requested and Jane laughed. Shortly after as they stepped off the elevator onto the crew deck the entire Normandy seemed to lurch. John crashed into the wall opposite the elevator and Jane tumble to the ground. A few crewmen screamed in fear and alarms began to blare.
“Sudden decompression in the starboard observation room!” EDI declared over the comms. “Emergency force fields in place. No crew lost.” John got to his feet and narrowed his eyes down the hall as a female scream of rage came from their destination and the ship shuddered as a loud explosion of impacting biotics range out.
“Shepard-”
“I’m on it!” John shouted cutting EDI off as he stormed to the room with Jane following. The doors flew open as he got there as EDI cleared the way for them. Jack and Miranda were locked in combat trying to kill each other. Their bodies glowed with biotics and Jack’s nose was broken and her straps had been torn from her, only the red marks on her body gave any indication she hadn’t entered the room topless. Miranda had a forming black eye and the top of her white jumpsuit was torn revealing a lacy black bra beneath. The two women were lunging at each other again but Jane grabbed both in separate biotics fields, flinging them to opposite walls. The force she was using made her force her body into a T-pose, her jaw gritting in the effort. Both women glared at her and their biotics crackled as they began to prepare to overpower the female Spectre.
“ENOUGH!” John bellowed as he stepped fully into the room. “What the hell is going on in here?!” He noticed the observation room window was smashed with an emergency force field in place and Miranda’s desk was missing.
“That bitch tried to crush me with my own desk and almost killed me!” Miranda screamed.
“Well it wouldn’t have gone through the window if you hadn’t countered it with your own biotic field princess!” Jack screamed back at her. Jane snarled and shook both women with her fields, hard.
“You almost killed everyone on this deck because of your bullshit!” John shouted at them both. “Jane escort Jack to Zaeed’s old quarters!” John noticed among the crew watching that Samara was with them. “Samara take Miranda to the conference room. Ensign Cooper get Chakwas and Mordin to treat them.”
“But John-!”
“NOW!”
~*TF*~
As Jane led Jack into the elevator the former prisoner glared at her friend.
"You got lucky, Shepard," Jack barked and Jane felt her temper snap. Jane grabbed the biotic, kicking her solidly in the gut before slamming her into the elevator wall, yanking both arms up, entwining her legs with Jack's, forcing them to fall to the floor, Jack first.
"Luck? You want to talk luck?!" Jane growled into Jack's ear.
"Fucking get off me!" Jack snarled and Jane's biotics wrapped around them.
"Don't you fucking dare move a muscle," Jane growled and Jack froze. Never in all their spars had Jane had the upper hand like this. Never had the Spectre shown such savagery. "You nearly got yourself killed! Did you think about that?"
"I wasn't trying..." Jack was interrupted as Jane slammed her forehead into the back of Jack's head, bouncing the psychotic biotic's head against the floor.
"Stupid! You put a fucking desk through a window of a space ship in light drive!" Jane roared in Jack's ear. "It wasn't Miranda's biotic field that did that, you used enough force to do that! You could have killed her, yourself, and everyone else on this FUCKING SHIP!" Jack froze, wetness falling onto the back of her neck. Jane pressed her face to the back of her friend's head. A sob in her throat. "Jack...in all likelihood, you and Miranda would have died. Why the fuck would you risk your life for that bitch?"
"Let me go," Jack said and Jane pulled away as the elevator opened. The two women looked at each other. Jane's eyes were tearful as she looked at Jack and the psychotic biotic felt her head swim. No one had ever cried for her before. Jane got up and offered Jack a hand. Jack took it as they walked to Zaeed's old room. She turned to face Jane, angry tears in her eyes and Jack suddenly felt weird. "I would have been..." she never expected the slap across the face.
"Jack, you would have been sucked out into the void too! I don't give a flying fuck about Miranda! You! You could have been killed doing that!" Jane roared and Jack froze. She hadn't been thinking, the Cerberus bitch had spoken and Jack reacted. "Cerberus tech is the only reason you are alive right now!" Jack opened her mouth and was shocked when Jane hugged her. "You stupid, impulsive maniac. Don't risk yourself for her! She is NEVER worth you risking your life over. You want to take her on...you wait till this mission is over. We might die to save the galaxy, but don't risk your life over Miranda Fucking Lawson." Jack didn't know what to do as Jane stood back. "I have your back Jack. John has your back. Kasumi...Tali...Garrus...so many of us will watch out for you. Don't let that bitch win by risking your life on taking her out."
"Fuck, Shepard...you ever hit me like that again and I'll put you through a window," Jack said and Jane smirked at her.
"Spar with me when I'm this scared again and we'll see who comes out on top," Jane said. "You do know you are grounded, right?" Jack looked down, suddenly unable to meet Jane's eyes.
"Whatever...Mom..." she said.
"Love you too, bitch," Jane said as she crossed her arms by the door. Jack watched the Spectre wipe the tears from her eye and felt a strange warmth in her chest. It made her a little happy before she remembered she was pissed at being grounded.
~*TF*~
Several hours later John was at the end of the conference table glaring at both of the women who had caused damage to the Normandy. Jack was opposite Miranda and they were glaring at the other. Jane was behind Jack and Samara was behind Miranda who had replaced her destroyed white jumpsuit with a black one while Jack had replaced her straps with a black shirt and thick leather vest. Both women had been patched up.
“I watched the security recording EDI made of your catfight.” John began.
“John, it was not a catfight!” Miranda protested and he glared at her.
“Oh from my point of view it was,” he said coldly. “Jack was clearly spoiling for a fight and you provoked her into one.”
“All the bitch had to do was admit that what Cerberus did to me was wrong!” Jack snarled.
“It wasn’t Cerberus, not really. But clearly you were a mistake,” Miranda taunted. Jack growled and went to lunge for Miranda but Jane clamped a hand on her shoulder, hard.
“Our mission is too important to let personal feelings get in the way.” John snapped, slamming a hand on the table.
“Fuck your feelings, I just want her dead,” Jack snarled.
“You both know what we’re up against. Save your anger for the Collectors and settle your personal grudges off this ship if you both survive the mission!” John snapped.
“I can put aside my differences, until the mission’s over,” Miranda agreed.
“Sure. I'll do my part. I'd hate to see her die before I get a chance to filet her myself,” Jack snarled.
“You both stay a deck away from each other from now on,” John ordered. “If you endanger the lives of anyone on this ship again I’ll personally throw you off the ship myself. Am I clear?”
“Yea whatever,” Jack growled.
“Yes, John,” Miranda agreed.
“Jack you’re assigned to Zaeed’s old quarters now, I no longer trust you that close to the engine,” John noted. Jack opened her mouth to disagree but Jane’s hand on her shoulder tightened. Jack just nodded. “Miranda stay in the quarters with Samara now even after the starboard observation room is fixed. Kasumi will move in there. Dismissed, both of you.”
John sighed in relief as they left and rubbed his forehead.
“We need to keep them apart for a few days,” Jane said and John looked up. It seemed Jane had stayed behind to speak with her sibling.
“There’s a Cerberus mission to rescue one of their operatives. I’ll take Miranda and Jacob in a shuttle to sort it out. Probably Mordin too just in case we need a medic for the agent,” John mused. “You and Garrus can take the Normandy and retrieve the Hammerhead. EDI has the coordinates.”
“You’d trust me with your ship?” Jane asked in surprise and John laughed.
“A lot more than leaving those two alone on it.” John allowed. “Besides Garrus will be in charge. I have him listed as third in command after Miranda. Despite the Illusive Man’s objections.”
“I’d have paid money to have seen that conversation,” Jane laughed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 24th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega Nebula, Fathar system
"Oh, and no sucky face with your boyfriend while I'm gone," John said as he and Jane looked over the Hammerhead information in the communication room.
"First off, I will point out that I have only ever mocked your relationship with Liara after we both clearly knew she was able to handle it. I honestly am worried Garrus is going to bolt," Jane said, marking a path into the volcano to get the Hammerhead on the holographic display. "Secondly, Garrus will be treating this job with the respect it deserves. While he's not the best turian by turian standards, he is a good friend and one of the best teammates either of us have ever served with."
"I'm teasing and you know it," John grinned and Jane gave him a look.
"You do not tease Garrus in front of me or me with Garrus until this relationship is solid. I've been alone for a long time, John, it's a tender wound," Jane said as she looked at her brother and John paused.
"Is everything okay?" John asked and Jane sighed.
"Kaidan messaged me last night," she said and John's face dropped. Kaidan. Well shit.
"How did he message you?" John asked and Jane gave him a look. He was pulling the Big Brother shit she hated.
"He only sent me a message digitally, we didn't talk or anything," Jane sighed. "He's come to terms with you being...well...you. Seeing the things we have done on this mission...he apologized."
"Well he fucking should have!" John growled and Jane placed a hand on his arm.
"John...you need to stop," Jane said. "Kaidan will always be very special to me. I will always love Kaidan for being the first man to love me."
"Does Garrus know?" John asked and Jane blushed.
"I'm not saying I'm still in love with Kaidan or anything, I'm saying...he messaged me. He apologized for leaving how and when he did. He apologized for Horizon. Told me a little about his personal life. He hasn't been with anyone since me, just a few dates, but...nothing serious," Jane sighed and John looked at his sister. She looked lost in thought as he wrapped an arm around her and hugged her. She was stiff at first, like she had always been, but she relaxed into his brotherly hug.
"Are you having second thoughts about Garrus?" John asked and Jane pulled away.
"Of course not!" she cried and John could see the look in her eyes. Determination and loyalty. No, Jane wasn't hesitant about her relationship with Garrus. John would have to root for his turian buddy.
"Tell him when you get the chance, he deserves to know," John said and Jane sighed.
"Fine," she said.
"Ah, Shepards, mission ready, time to depart," Mordin said from the door. Jane nodded at John, patting his shoulder as she headed out. Garrus was in front of the CIC, he nodded at John as Jane moved to show him her path for the Hammerhead on her omni-tool. John headed to the elevator with Mordin, it was time to head out.
~*TF*~
"We'll be there by tomorrow afternoon," Joker said as Jane and Garrus stood on the bridge.
"That works out well," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"Puts us ahead of schedule to meet with the shuttle team," Garrus said and the two turned to walk away but Jane put a hand on Garrus’s arm as went to head for the weapons room.
"You got a minute to talk?" Jane asked and Garrus blinked.
"Sure," he said and the two headed toward the elevator. "So...uh...is this going to be a...pleasant chat?"
"Something came up and I just wanted to let you know about it," Jane said as they reached the second floor and Jane led him into her room. She looked around. Blasto was missing, odd. She closed the door and locked it.
"Should I be worried?" Garrus asked and Jane shook her head.
"No, I just wanted to be fully honest with you, that's all," she said.
"You're having second thoughts about us," Garrus sighed and Jane quickly caught his hand.
"No...that's not it at all. I just wanted to let you know that Kaidan sent me a message last night, that's all. I'm not responding," Jane explained and Garrus blinked at her.
"Why are you telling me?" he asked and she held his hand between hers as she looked up into his eyes.
"I didn't want to hide anything from you," Jane said. "You matter to me, Garrus, and I don't want to make the same mistakes I did before with you. I won't respond to Kaidan anyway until after this mission. It's none of his Goddamn business what I'm doing right now." Garrus squeezed her hands lightly as he looked at her.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking at their hands and not her. "We're aliens. Our species aren't even that similar down to our DNA. Are you sure you don't want something closer to home...like Kaidan?" Jane pulled her hands away and grabbed his head, pressing her lips to his. She hoped he watched the vids Mordin had sent both of them on Human-Turian relationships. Garrus was blinking at her as she pressed her front to his and kept her hands on his cheeks, just above his mandibles.
"I want this, Garrus, I want you. Kaidan and I had our time and he really hurt me," Jane said, stroking her right hand gently down the left side of his neck, the part that wasn't damaged by the rocket. "Garrus, the only time you ever hurt me was when you tried catching rockets with your face or protecting me from my stupidity with your own body." He chuckled as he rested his hands on her shoulders.
"I thought that wasn't funny," he said and she sighed.
"It's not, I mean it, nearly losing you scares me," Jane said and Garrus' mandibles jumped. "I want this. Kaidan is not a part of this. Plus, we sort of have to survive taking on the Collectors before I plan to even worry about him again." Garrus nodded.
"I can live with that," he said and Jane smiled. "I'm...actually glad you told me about this." Jane felt relief.
"Good, I want to be honest with you Garrus, in every way," Jane explained and he nodded.
"I appreciate it," he said, pulling her closer and Jane blinked, a slight blush on her cheeks as they were closer.
"Garrus?" she asked and he made a hum of affirmation that he heard her. "What are you doing?"
"Do you not like this?" he asked, one arm slipping around her all the way while the other hand gently cupped her cheek. Jane stared up into his eyes, he was taking control and it felt...pretty nice.
"I do," she said. "But you are on duty." He grinned, his mandibles jumping in a roguish way.
"We're fine..."
"Hey Jane, John's contacting you," Joker called over the comms. The two quickly separated.
"It's like he has ESP on this kind of thing," Jane groaned. "Patch him through Joker. What do you want, John?"
"So, have you noticed Blasto is missing yet?" John asked and Jane blinked.
"Yeah, I noticed he wasn't in my room...oh no," Jane groaned.
"Don't worry, he's with me," John chuckled. “Though he seems to have made himself a little hideaway in the shuttle’s cargo area. Also tell Gardner I found out who stole that ham last night.”
"EDI, please make a note to account for Blasto before shuttle launches, he has taken a liking to sleeping in the shuttle," Jane sighed.
"Will do Spectre Shepard," EDI said and John chuckled.
"Please keep my varren safe," Jane sighed.
"Sure thing," John laughed. "Did you tell Garrus yet?"
"Yes, we are finishing that conversation now," Jane said.
"Remember what I said..." John started.
"Hanging up now!" Jane snapped, clicking off her comms and Garrus looked at her for a second.
"I take it the moment is over," he said and Jane laughed.
"Yeah...I think the moment is over, but, I hope we have another one soon," Jane said and Garrus nodded as he headed out. Jane sighed. "Stupid brother and stupid varren." She flopped into her hammock.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega Nebula, Fathar system, Leaving planet Lorek
“I hate that varren,” Miranda snarked. John just laughed as he scratched Blasto’s backend just above his tail. The varren whined and arched into it. Just like most animals he couldn’t reach that spot to scratch and was enjoying it immensely.
“I have admit he’s growing on me,” John allowed as Ensign Parker made the shuttle jump at the first relay in their flight plan to rendezvous with the Normandy. “Jane has him well trained.”
“Historically varren have been trained as attack animals to be released and let to run free,” Mordin noted. “Human training methods of their animals differs, allows controlling of the animal in complex situations. If results are repeatable should be recommended to the council for possible widespread use.”
“I think Jane would love that,” John noted.
“Spectre, there are several ships approaching us,” Parker spoke over the comms. John got up and moved into the cockpit and looked out the window. He narrowed his eyes at the sight out the window.
“Those are Hegemony scout ships. They carry of compliment of ten apiece. They usually use them for hit and run strikes,” John noted.
“There’s at least five of them and they’re blocking our flight path,” Parker noted just as the comms came to life.
“Cerberus shuttle! We demand your surrender to us! We have come to take into custody the sibling of the murderer and racist Jane Shepard!” The lead ship demanded.
“Shit,” John snapped. “Parker about face, random relay destination jumps!”
“Sir shouldn’t we call the Normandy?” Parker asked even as he turned the shuttle around.
“I’m more concerned with not getting shot out the sky again, besides I’m sure they’ve already jammed our outgoing messages,” John noted as the shuttle flew for the relay.
“Confirmed, all I’m getting is white noise!” Miranda spoke up from the back.
“Hopefully we’ll lose them as we execute multiple jumps,” John said as they made the first jump.
“Sir this shuttle can only make a few jumps before I have to discharge,” Parker noted, “Four maybe five jumps tops.”
“I hope that’s enough.”
~*TF*~
"Why don't you ever take me anyplace nice?" Jane sighed as she looked at Zeona out the cockpit window.
"To be fair, I just fly the ship," Joker responded and Jane nodded in defeat.
"Since John put me in charge, I'm going to stay on the ship and I figured since you planned the retrieval, you would take a team to get the Hammerhead," Garrus said and Jane nodded.
"What he is not saying is, he remembers how you drove the Mako," Joker added and Garrus shot the pilot a look.
"Is that why Tali is with Chakwas with a minor fever?" Jane asked and Garrus coughed into his hand, she huffed as she turned to head out. "Jokes on you all, I'm far better with a Hammerhead than I am with a Mako. Makos are like bricks with wheels." Jane headed down, pinging Kasumi and Jack.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 25th, 2186 CE
Location: System Unknown, Planet Unknown
It wasn’t enough. Parker had pushed the shuttle but had been forced to discharge the engines after five jumps. They had a few minutes to wonder if they had lost their pursuers but no such luck. A few minutes before the shuttle engines were finished discharging the Batarian ships appeared through the relay. John had noted an M class planet in their system that looked vaguely familiar. Ordering Parker to make for it they had done their best to evade shots from the pursuing ships. Just as they entered the atmosphere they took a heavy hit. It had sent them careening off course and they had crashed in a thick jungle near the planet’s equator.
John awoke with a ragged gasp and looked around wildly. His enhanced shields had activated just in time but he had been thrown from the shuttle. He was on his back about thirty yards from the burning wreckage. He tested himself and besides being sore nothing felt broken. As he sat up his armor made creaking and groaning sounds. His helmet tumbled off as he moved and fell by him, dropping to the muddy ground to clatter in pieces. He looked down at himself. His armor was wrecked and barely holding together. His left gauntlet sparked and his omni-tool was shattered. If his shields hadn’t have held he would be worse off, maybe even dead. As he was forcing himself to his knees he heard a bark. Glancing up sharply he saw Blasto come bounding from the trees to lick his face happily.
“Good to see you too, boy,” John muttered. Using the varren to steady himself John got to his feet. He ached but moved towards the shuttle. Pushing aside some of the braches and smaller tree debris in his way he came to the clearing the shuttle’s impact had created. The front end was destroyed and most of the shuttle was burning. Mordin was hobbling around not too far from it. He had a splint over his left knee and was attending to Miranda who was propped up against a fallen tree. The poor woman had a field cast from just above her ankle up to her hip on her right leg. It explained why Mordin was using a splint, he must have used what he had on her. Her right arm was also torn up and covered from her finger tips to just past her elbow in bandages. Jacob’s shirt was missing and his upper body was covered in bandages and there was a make shift eye patch on his right eye. He was trying to sort through some of the shuttle wreckage and John noticed that was where the man’s shirt hand gone. He was using it to protect his hands as he handled hot shuttle pieces.
“Shepard, oh man, am I glad to see you,” Jacob said making his way to him.
“What’s the word Jacob?” John asked and Jacob scowled.
“Most of our supplies are destroyed. I’ve been trying to get at the emergency beacon but with the shuttle on fire, it’s made things difficult.” Jacob noted. He looked at Miranda and Mordin before turning back to John. “Parker’s dead and Miranda’s right side was almost crushed from shuttle debris. Mordin’s knee is broken and I lost my eye in the crash. I also got cut up pretty bad. Blasto made it out okay but you got flung from the shuttle on impact. I thought you might have been dead.”
“I would have been if I hadn’t opted for those enhanced shields that Grunt and I picked up on Tuchanka,” John noted as he approached Miranda and Mordin. “As it is my equipment is wrecked.”
“Your Revenant made it but the barrel was crushed. Most of our weapons and equipment were destroyed in the crash.” Jacob noted.
“So it’s totally FUBAR,” John summed up as he reached Mordin. “How is she doc?”
“Ms. Lawson has several broken and crushed bones. I have her stabilized but unable to fuse bones back together. Medical kit was mostly destroyed in the crash,” Mordin noted with a sniff. “Shepard I recommend leaving this area. Pursuers likely to find us soon. Have fashioned a crutch and stretcher from shuttle debris.”
“I agree, doc. Jacob, can you carry one end of the stretcher?” John asked and Jacob nodded. “If we can move Miranda, let’s do it. We need to find shelter. I can try and come back for supplies and the beacon.”
~*TF*~
The cargo container opened and Jane nodded in appreciation of the Hammerhead. Cerberus might be using Alliance specs, but damn if they didn't make a nice looking vehicle.
"Oh baby, I am going to ruin you," Jane whispered.
"Excuse me?" Kasumi asked and Jack snickered.
"You heard me," Jane grinned as she headed for the ship.
"This is high quality tech," Kasumi commented as they boarded the ground vehicle.
"Be higher quality if it wasn't Cerberus," both Jane and Jack muttered before giving each other a biotically illuminated high five.
"Kasumi, you pull up the locations of the data packets and I'll drive," Jane said, strapping into the pilot seat.
"Why the hell did you bring me then?" Jack demanded.
"Always better to have more than two pairs of eyes on a mission," Jane said as she turned on the Hammerhead and listened to the hum of the engines. "Oooo, that's nice."
"Do you need a moment alone, Shep?" Jack sneered and Jane grinned as she gunned it, shooting out of the cargo container. The Hammerhead handled way better than the Mako. "Jesus fucking Christ, Shepard, the fuck is wrong with you!"
"I got this," Jane purred as she began to go, ignoring how Jack and Kasumi began to hug in the back. She wasn't driving THAT bad.
"Sorry to bug you, Shepard..." Joker began.
"The volcano is about to erupt," EDI finished. The three women shared a moment of silence.
"Fuck," Jack groaned.
"Kasumi, plot us the fastest path out of here and then lock yourselves in," Jane ordered as the paths appeared on the screen. "This is not going to be regulation flying."
"Has any of it been?" Kasumi muttered before she began to scream as Jane used the jets to rush upward as the lava began to rise. Jane always did like Hammerheads more than Makos and while she was rough, she hadn't wrecked a Hammerhead yet.
"Fuck, Shepard!" Jack cried as Jane shot the Hammerhead up along a wall, with the lava directly below them.
"I hope you taped your nipples under that shirt as well," Jane grinned as she shot at debris as she flew out, the Normandy was over the next rise and she jetted in, scrapping the bottom of the Hammerhead as she landed in the cargo bay. "Whooo! That was a ride." Kasumi was curled in a ball in her seat while Jack glared at Jane.
"Who the fuck gave you a license?!" Jack roared.
"But did you die?" Jane shot back as she got out of the Hammerhead as the Cerberus crew stared at her in a mix of horror and awe. "Joker we made it on, let's head back to the rendezvous."
"Yeah, I know, I'm pretty sure the whole ship knows too," Joker commented and Jane’s grin widened.
"You all are overly dramatic," Jane teased as she headed to the showers.
~*TF*~
A few hours later Jane was writing a report to the Alliance sharing the Cerberus specs on the Hammerhead when EDI pinged her.
"What is it EDI?" Jane asked.
"Shepard, you need to see something," EDI stated and Jane blinked.
"What is it?" Jane asked the hologram.
"Garrus has it up in the communication room," EDI explained and Jane felt that hollow fear. That creeping bad feeling she hadn't felt since the last Normandy was destroyed. No...not again. She bolted for the elevator and the ride up felt eternal and she threw herself into the communication/conference room. The entire team was there, Grunt, Samara, Kasumi, Legion, Jack, Thane, Tali, and Garrus. Jane moved to Garrus as he pulled up the hologram. Jane's heart dropped. Igrotor Kres'gath's image was talking as footage of the Normandy's shuttle being attacked in space was playing behind him.
"I am speaking to Jane Shepard of the Systems Alliance," Kres'gath said and Jane's hands fisted. "For your crimes against the Hegemony we have decided to harm you as you have harmed us." The shuttle was falling down to the planet, clearly damaged and Jane's heart was in her throat. Garrus' arm around her shoulder and his hand holding her arm kept her grounded even as her biotics flickered around them. "We have your brother downed. He will suffer for your sins. We will do to him as you have done to us. He will be hunted down and made a spectacle to show your weakness, your stupidity, and your foolishness. For the Hegemony!"
"Who the fuck is that guy?" Jack asked and Jane felt like the room was lost, only Kres'gath's image and Garrus were truly there.
"That is Igrotor Kres'gath, the father of one of the Batarians I desecrated the bodies of," Jane said in a cold voice, her killing voice.
"Targeting your brother is a cowardly move," Samara said, her opinion on Kres'gath's misdirected revenge clear by her narrowed eyes.
"That's because he is afraid of Jane," Tali explained. "From what the Flotilla knows, he has been behind more than a few attempts on Jane's life. He is at risk of losing his position in the Hegemony."
"So this is his last chance to get revenge with his government's help?" Grunt asked.
"Apparently," Garrus said as Jane studied the planet, it wasn't any in the system John was supposed to be in.
"He is stupid if he thinks either Shepard is easy meat," Grunt said. Jane took a deep breath, rage would do no good.
"Garrus?" Jane asked and Garrus squeezed her arms. "Mind if I commandeer this vessel?"
"Is it to rescue John?" Garrus asked and Jane gave him a look. "I'm only asking so Miranda can't complain later."
"Yes," Jane said.
"At you leave," Garrus said.
"EDI, try and find that shuttle," Jane ordered. "Legion, Kasumi, and Tali, all of you work on hacking the Hegemony's communications, see if we can find out where Kres'garth is. As soon as we have a location, let me know. I'm going to contact some of my friends in the Spectres. More than a few would be willing to help me take out the Batarians."
"What about the Alliance?" Garrus asked and Jane nodded.
"Some of them too," Jane stated. The team broke into action, more than a few looking into their own contacts for some help without Jane's asking.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 26th, 2186 CE
Location: System Unknown, Planet Unknown
“This was all I was able to salvage from the shuttle doc,” John said as he moved into the cave. A few hours of walking they’d found a cave in a hillside. It didn’t go very far into the hill but was dry and the entrance was easy to cover with vegetation. After making a makeshift fire John had stripped off his broken armor and let Mordin take it to make a stronger splint for his leg and locked the pieces to clamp over Miranda’s arm and leg. John’s jumpsuit was mostly intact and his boots still functioned. He was relieved he still had his knife and his belt. He gave the few supplies he had to Mordin. The planet was infested with pyjaks and John had killed one and cooked it for dinner last night.
“Excellent, these medical supplies will keep Miranda unconscious and prevent infection for a few days. Rations will also feed us for a few days. Problems?” Mordin inquired seeing the blood stains on John’s clothing.
“Batarians,” John said tersely. “They set a trap at the shuttle but Jacob and I handled it. We’re actually going to lead them away so you may not see us for a few days.”
“Ah, understood. Regret being unable to fix the comms,” Mordin apologized but John waved it off.
“Mixed blessing, prevents them from locating us by our comms signals. I’ll try and meet back with you in a few days.” John said, standing up. “You guys should have enough rations to last a couple of weeks between the two of you.”
“Stay safe, Shepard.”
“You as well, Mordin.”
~*TF*~
"I believe that is where they are located," Chirum explained to the crew in the communications room.
"Please send calculations," Legion requested and Chirum nodded. The geth's optics flickered a bit before he too nodded. "The data points to a 98.82% probability that the Salarians are correct." Jane swore.
"They must have jumped randomly trying to avoid them," Jane sighed, her hands fisting in helpless annoyance. "It will take us days to get there."
"The comforting side is that the message is only repeating now. If the batarians had found John, dead or alive, they would be showing it off. The repeating message of them searching the jungle means that John Shepard is free and alive," Samara said and Jane nodded. She took a few calming breaths as Garrus carefully squeezed her shoulder with one hand. She reached for it, holding it as she looked at the screen. It would take them days to get there and they were the closest.
"Still we followed that fake signal..." Tali began before stopping.
"Don't worry, Tali, John will make it," Jane said with a slight smirk.
"The fuck you smiling about?" Jack asked and Jane looked at the newest Batarian taunt. The jungle behind them as they searched the wrecked shuttle was on repeat, but it was comforting to Jane. The varren tracks, the foot prints, clearly John, Mordin, and Blasto were alive as well as at least one other human.
"The batarians think John is weaker than me...probably because of his discharge from the Alliance," Jane began as she paused the footage. "They don't know about John's N5 training."
"What's N5?" Garrus asked and Jane smirked.
"N7 applies to Alliance personnel who have graduated from the Interplanetary Combative Training or ICT program but there are multiple other N certifications that fall under it. You have to qualify for each rank to climb to the next. N1 is passing N school. N2 through N4 are basic courses everyone can do but N5 qualifications are up the individual. You have to prove your worth and you have to show you have skills that you can bring. I double qualified with sniping and biotics, but John was worried. He always said he was just a man, a solider. He didn’t know how to stick out so he decided to give himself an edge. There is a human environmental training course our special forces can take. Basically it is a specialized survival course that has a ten percent completion rate. One in ten finishes but that applies to teams of applicants. Only John applied to go through it solo and by his own ability, passed all the scenarios," Jane explained her eyes glowing with gleeful hate as Kres'gath's frozen image. "He was taught to survive in hostile environments. Desert, ice, even aquatic and non-atmospheric environments. He passed them all. He even earned a commendation for rescuing a downed civilian shuttle during his desert hell."
"Hell?" Garrus asked and Jane nodded.
"The training course is called Planetary Survival but the soldiers call it the Hell Run. You spend a full two weeks on each planet, given basic supplies for two days but a beacon for extraction. You only pass the course if you don’t signal the beacon till the fifteenth day. Those who pass the course are called Destroyers, but because John is the only N7 to complete the course solo, he got a specialty rank they created just for him," Jane said, her grin growing wider. "John is the creator and currently the only Hades. He also told me the easiest place he had to survive, was thick jungle." Jane turned from the image and headed down. What she didn’t tell the others was something John had confided in only her. After his Hell Run he said he felt like the course had brought the animal in him to the surface. She had seen it, when he got that look in his eyes, full of fire, hate. John scared her when that light came to his eyes. "I'm going to call in some favors. EDI, an Alliance ship is going to bring me some of my N7 toys as we travel." As she left the group looked at the jungle and felt hope begin to grow. The Batarians hadn't found John yet and if the jungle was an environment he could use...there was a chance he could make it.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 27th, 2186 CE
Location: System Unknown, Planet Unknown
A centipede like bug crawled over John’s left cheek. He remained still even as its sharp feet gave him minute slices as it passed over his skin. He felt something slimy slip down his back and pass over his left ass cheek. The Batarians were grumbling while looking for him. John’s eyes flickered from the pond of mud he was buried in to glance up at Jacob resting up in a tree ready to drop down on them. Still John waited. One of the Batarians eyed the mud pile and tossed a rock into it to try and flush something out. John felt it smack his left hand and break a finger. He still didn’t move. The Batarian grunt and hurried to catch up with his squad. There were five. John slowly stood, mud sliding down his body as he unsheathed his knife. He crept quietly up to the last one. He quickly grabbed the man’s chin, jamming his mouth shut before slitting his throat. As the Batarian died, John eased him to the ground. He hurried up to the next and just as one in the middle glanced back, John buried his knife in the next one’s head.
“There he is!” the Batarian screamed raising his gun. Just before he could fire Blasto burst from the foliage, barking as he tackled the one aiming at him, sinking his teeth into the Batarian’s throat to bite. John jerked his knife free as the other two whirled around and raised their guns. Jacob dropped from the trees and jammed the sharpened tree limb into one. John threw his knife at the other burring it up to the hilt in the other’s face as he pulled the trigger. John dove to the right but felt a burning in his left side. He skidded along the ground but watched the Batarian fall, dead. John winced and pressed a hand to his side. As he got to his feet he checked the wound. The bullet had grazed him but it should be fine.
“You okay John?” Jacob asked. John nodded as he pressed his hand back to his side.
“When we settle in for the night I’ll look it over but for now let’s head back to our supplies. I should clean it and wrap it in-”
Jacob shoved John to the side, throwing him to the ground. Gunfire rang out and Jacob flew back.
“Jacob!” John screamed and rolled over. He saw three Batarians further up the way. John scrambled behind a tree as they shot at him.
“Come out Shepard and die like the filth you are!” One of them mocked him. John growled as they laughed. Then one screamed and the gunfire stopped. John looked around the tree and saw Blasto in the mix. He scrambled to his feet and charged at them. One saw him approaching and raised his gun but was too slow. John rammed his knife into the Batarian’s gut. He was inches from the man’s face and watched him gurgle. The other two aimed at him and John kicked the man in front of him off his knife into them. The three crashed to the ground and Blasto lunged ripping out one of their throats. John took three large steps to them and stomped his foot on the other's face. The one he gut stabbed tried to raise his gun with one hand while holding his bleed stomach. John kicked it out of his hand and crouched by him.
“If you live, you tell your boss I’m going to kill him,” John stated to the bleeding man. Then John hurried back down the way to Jacob. Leaning down he checked the man’s pulse even though he knew better. He was dead. John sighed and fished out from his belt the only thing he hadn’t given Mordin. He enlarged the body bag and carefully moved Jacob into it. He sealed it and hefted the man who saved his life onto one shoulder. He’d find a safe place to put his body until they were rescued.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 28th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy-SR2, In transit
"Jane! They're broadcasting!" Joker cried over the comms and the crew rushed to the communication room to pull up the feed. Igrotor Kres'gath was projected but it was weird, it took Jane a moment to realize this was being shot from a body cam. As she watched she realized what it was, a group of Batarians were being given orders.
"...our evidence shows he should be there," Kres'gath stated. "You are going to hunt him and show the galaxy the weakness that is the Shepard line." He approached the camera and looked into it. "Are you watching, Jane Shepard? Because you will see it in real time when we capture your brother. Go!"
"He sounds confident," Garrus growled and Jane nodded.
"He's making a big mistake," Jane stated.
"What do you mean?" Kasumi asked.
"He's broadcasting this in real time, which means there won't be stopping this feed unless someone shuts down the camera," Jane replied.
"So?" Jack asked.
"Keep watching," Jane said. Carefully paying attention to the land, the forest, and anything else. The base was basic, a stop and drop structure used for quick base set ups before structures could be built.
Time passed so slowly as Jane watched the Batarian team hunt for John. Some people left slowly while others stayed.
“Sir, tracks!” The lead Batarian said after an hour, kneeling by the ground in the commander's view point. As the commander approached there were thick, recent boot tracks in the jungle mud.
“Spread out, find him!” the commander ordered. The team spread out and as they did Jane got a better count of their numbers. A team of seven, including the commander. As they spread out Jane watched carefully, she wished there were more views, but it seemed only the commander was broadcasting. As the commander turned left, he saw one of his men step on a tripwire made from a vine. There was a snap of cracking wood and a branch snapped forward, burying sharpened wooden spikes into the Batarian’s face. Jane winced, John knew how to make non-fatal traps, the fact that he was making distinctly fatal ones was not good. He was embracing the animalistic rage. He was mad.
“Stop!” The commander bellowed but not in enough time. Another man screamed and the commander’s view whirled to the right. An old tree trunk smashed into another team member from above, crushing the man to death.
“Sir!” a man said beginning to approach the commander.
“No one move!” The commander bellowed. “The human has rigged the area with primitive traps made from plants! They won’t show up on our scanners like metal would! Filthy beast!”
“What do we do sir?” Another from the left asked.
“Make your way to me carefully! If you see anything suspicious shoot it!”
Jane was entranced, this was being transmitted directly into space. There was no way a Batarian leader would allow this to go out any other way. The Hegemony kept rigid control of its propaganda and to allow such failure to be broadcast was unforgivable. Kres'gath was going to be exiled for this. Still, Jane kept quiet, many of those traps were fresh. They had to be to retain so much force. Traps like that left for more than a few hours became less effective. John had to have been setting these traps up only minutes before the Batarians reached this area.
A choking scream from the right. The commander whirled to look and saw one of his men being yanked into the trees, a noose made from a vine around his neck.
“Shoot into the trees!”
"Holy shit," Jack whispered as the Batarians began to spray the trees and Jane's heart was in her throat. No...no... She gripped her biceps tightly, nails digging into her own flesh. Garrus carefully pried her hands off her own arms.
“Cease fire, cease fire!” The commander bellowed. Slowly the gunfire stopped. It was quiet for a moment before something came crashing to the ground. It was the one that had been taken, riddled with bullets but his face was bulging, the noose had clearly killed him first. Jane let out a shaky breath.
"He's still alive," Garrus whispered in her ear and she nodded.
“Ammo check! Does anyone have incendiary rounds or grenades?”
“Qurthsnar does sir! Two incendiary grenades!” A man from the commander’s left commented.
“Qurthsnar, flush the area. Burn that fucker out!” The commander ordered. Silence. “Qurthsnar?” The view moved and only two troopers remained.
“He was right there!” The other trooper exclaimed, fear plain in his voice. “Where did he go?!”
A batarian’s scream echoed from the thick jungle and they whirled around. The savagery of the attack was starting to scare Jane. Was this what her opponents saw? Was this how she appeared to the Hegemony? This was terrifying.
“Oh, by the pillars of Strength and Superiority, please let us survive,” One of the troopers whimpered.
“Stow it! Keep a look out!” The commander barked. He was watching the jungle, looking. A soft thumping and rolling sound from his feet caused the commander to look down. Qurthsnar’s grenades rolled to rest at his feet, the pins pulled.
“MOVE!” The commander screamed, the camera shaking wildly as he leapt away and rolled away. The grenades went off and his troopers screamed in agony as they were burned alive. The commander watched the inferno before he got to his feet, the darkened jungle lit by the burning fire.
“Shepard, you cowardly human filth, show yourself!” The commander screamed. He fired randomly into the woods before the view began slowly turning as he scanned the jungle. As he turned right, John’s face was just there inches from him. John was covered in mud and filth, blood splattered on him, the left side of his face was starting to swell. The commander tried to scream but the camera jerked and he gurgled. John just growled, a deep primal sound and the commander jerked again, falling to the ground. The camera rolled and gave a view of John lit by the raging fire, holding a combat knife dripping blood from when he had shoved it under the commander’s jaw up into his brain. John quickly turned and headed back into the jungle quickly disappearing from the camera’s view.
"Fuuuuuck..." Jack muttered as the camera kept rolling.
"He's mad," Jane said.
"He is also hurt," Samara added.
"Use that image to help Chakwas prepare the med bay," Garrus ordered and Jane kept watching. She knew John wasn't going to reappear...but it was terrifying. Hours later the feed cut.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy-SR2, In transit
Jack and Jane were sparring and it was intense. Samara was acting as the ref due to the tension coming from Jane. The Alliance soldier knew she needed a check in place...just in case.
"You think you can beat me?" Jack grinned. Her expression changed to shocked when Jane vanguard rushed, a move the biotic still wasn't sure how the Adept had learned. Jane switched from biotics to full on hand to hand. Jack was good when it came to a biotic fight, but using her fist...not so much. Jane caught the psychotic biotic with an upper cut before grabbing the woman in a judo throw and then pinning her. "Fuck you, Shepard! This is a biotic fight." Jane's biotics activated, holding the biotic down as Jane got up.
"That better?" Jane asked as she moved away from Jack. She released Jack and the woman swore as she got up.
"Fuck you," Jack huffed and Jane shook her head as she raised an eyebrow.
"Another round?" Jane asked.
"Fuck that, I bit my tongue when you dropped me, I'm out, bitch," Jack huffed and Jane watched her go.
"She would have been far more aggressive with you a few weeks ago," Samara commented and Jane nodded.
"I think her explosion therapy worked," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"I wonder if others have considered such a tactic," Samara pondered and Jane chuckled as she stretched.
"You worry for your brother," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"I do...John's strong and I know he can do this, but he's got the others. The ship was in bad shape in the vid and we never saw the body the Batarians were dragging off from the wreckage, but it wasn't John and it wasn't Miranda, which means either the shuttle pilot or Jacob are in the Batarians' grasp," Jane sighed. “We saw no one else with him during that night hunt and they’ve not broadcasted again since that fiasco.”
"The body was not moving and while the Batarians tried to hide it, we both know that he was dead, that is why your brother did not rescue the body," Samara said and Jane nodded. John would have come for a teammate taken alive, the body was either Jacob or the pilot and likely killed on impact by the shuttle crash. John would have tried to honor the man but he would more than likely focus on the living people first.
"Still, he's not going to last forever," Jane sighed.
"We will be there tomorrow, you yourself said we need to go in with purpose. Will you reveal your plan?" Samara said and Jane nodded.
"Once we get a good scan of the planet and know what's going on, I will," Jane explained.
"What will you do with Kres'gath?" Samara asked and Jane looked at the Justicar.
"That depends on what state John is in," Jane replied and Samara nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: March 31st, 2186 CE
Location: Ismar Frontier, Faia System, Planet Zorya
John awoke to vomit. He rolled over and promptly vomited out the remains of the pyjak he had eaten last night. He coughed thickly, his left side felt like it was on fire and he was burning up from a fever. He pushed himself away from the mess he had made and panted. He forced himself to sit up in the early morning dawn and looked at his left side. He gently peeled away the makeshift bandage and winced. The wound was yellow and puss filled. The center was a deep greenish black color. He shifted a water bowl fashioned from a tree trunk closer to the coals of his camp fire. Blasto was watching him work as he heated the water as best he could till it boiled. He hissed as he cleaned the wound and winced as it burst open again to seep filth. He wrapped it with the cleanest cloth he had and rested against the tree, panting.
“I have to go back to Mordin,” John mused to himself. He was sweating and his body ached, the cuts from that insect on his face throbbed. He had a hard time drawing in breath on his left side and he knew this wound would kill him if it wasn’t treated right. John forced himself to his feet to take care of himself. As he finished urinating, which was agony as he kidneys throbbed, a voice boomed out over the trees.
“SHEPARD!”
“What the hell does he want?” John wondered as he moved back into his camp, recognizing a Batarian voice.
“WE FOUND YOUR SALARIAN AND CRIPPLED WHORE! I KNOW YOU KNOW WHERE OUR CAMP IS. BE THERE BY MIDDAY OR WE KILL THEM!”
“Fuck,” John cursed and glanced at Blasto who was by his side watching him carefully. John sighed and patted Blasto on the head.
“Stay Blasto,” John said and headed into the jungle as the varren whined in concern as John left him behind.
~*TF*~
"They made it," Jane grinned as she saw the ships on the edge of the Faia System.
"Is that ship really the Terror of the Hegemony?" Joker asked and Jane pulled up the close up. A very talented artist had painted a likeness of Jane in a 1940 pin-up style on the side of the ship with her uniform skintight and ripped in some places as she held up a fist that was glowing with biotics. "Yes...yes it is."
"What kind of fan would do that?" Garrus chuckled and Jane smirked.
"A turian I saved from batarian slavers and gave that ship," she said and Garrus' head jerked to look at her.
"Oooo, competition...." Joker taunted.
"Chirum sent some friends who have a word or two with a few other others," Jane said.
"Linking communications now," Tali said as the four ships were in contact.
"Shepard, good to work with you again," Julius Rex said.
"I love what you've done with The Terror of the Hegemony," Jane said and there was a laugh.
"Haerron here with STG, I like the name," a salarian chuckled.
"Enough talk Haerron, this is Sesik, we will aid in the decimation of the Batarian space and air support as long as the Quarians can cut the communications," Sesik snapped. Ah, a salarian without a sense of humor.
"What a boshtet," Tali whispered and Jane nodded.
"This is Captain Zaenne'Xema vas Fehok," a female voice said. "We will block the ship’s communications to the planet. Just confirming we get full salvage rights."
"The ships and the buildings are all yours," Jane said. Tali coughed at that.
"Shepard, there are at least six batarian ships..." Tali gasped and Jane nodded.
"And that's my only brother, I'd buy the Flotilla a ship to save him," Jane said. "Alright, here's the basic plan, only the Normandy is going to send a ground team..."
~*TF*~
“SHEPARD ITS TIME! SHOW YOURSELF!” Igrotor Kres'gath bellowed into the bullhorn he had.
“He won’t show,” Miranda murmured from the ground. She was sitting there, a Batarian holding a gun squarely at her head. Mordin was next to her in the same position.
“Oh, he will, and then I will show everyone just how weak you humans really are,” Igrotor snarled. “He will be punished for his sister’s transgressions. Then after she has seen this broadcast we will find her and take her too! I will make her my personal slave!”
“Sir, he’s there!” one of his men called. There stepping from the trees was John Shepard. Igrotor grinned fiercely as he saw the state of the Spectre. The left side of his face was swollen and turning a dark purple. He bled from numerous cuts and a filthy bandage was caked with blood and filth on his left side. He walked with a limp but his expression was blank as he walked into the camp.
“Finally, I have you,” Igrotor gloated. “My name is Igrotor Kres'gath and I am here to punish you for the sins your people have committed against mine.”
“Liar,” John said coldly staring at Igrotor with eyes that made him swallow. “You’re here because of my sister. She scares you so you want to, no, need to hurt her. To try and show her you’re not scared of her. Which you are.”
“SILENCE!” Igrotor bellowed belting John with a backhanded slap in the swollen part of his face. The skin split open and thick, purplish blood began to seep out. “You are nothing before my people! I will show the entire galaxy this!”
“You can,” John agreed. “If you agree to let Miranda and Mordin go.”
“After you die I will send them home with your head,” Igrotor said gleefully. “But you will stand there and do nothing.”
“Just get it over with,” John muttered.
“Begin the broadcast!”
~*TF*~
The ground team slipped out of the borrowed Salarian shuttle, above, the Quarians were blocking the communications of the Batarian ships as EDI helped coordinate an attack. While the batarians were skilled hit and run attackers, the STG forces and the Normandy were a well oiled machine, striking and taking them out in formation. The Quarians would dive in now and again with the Terror of the Hegemony helping out. The ships couldn't reach the ground force, but the message Kres'gath was broadcasting was uninterrupted. They would notice if their signal wasn't going out, but they wouldn't notice if they weren't getting pings from the ships.
"Shepard, you all need to move, your brother is getting beaten," Joker informed the ground team.
"How did they get him," Kasumi wondered as they quickly moved through the jungle.
"They had to get hostages," Jane said as they reached Blasto's location, thankful the varren was easy to track. As they entered John’s makeshift camp Jane froze as she saw the body bag Blasto was guarding. Slowly she opened it. What was left of Jacob's face greeted her and she closed the bag. "Grunt, take this back to the shuttle."
"I want to fight," he growled and Jane turned.
"We don't leave our own behind," she ordered and Grunt paused before grabbing the bag, pulling Jacob into his arms. "Blasto, follow. Grunt, follow us once you've gotten Jacob settled with Blasto." Jane indicated the varren guard the body and the Krogan headed back. She and the team moved towards the location of the broadcast. There were a few batarians outside of the perimeter, guards, easy to take down with the team she had. Thane and Jane were quick to take them down silently while Kasumi and Garrus shorted out their comms. No warning for the rest. They moved with deadly precision until they reached a vantage point.
"Fuck," Jane growled low as she assessed the scene. John and Kres'gath were in the center with a few guards, not enough. Miranda and Mordin were being held by two guards with a few look outs on the roof. A one last man was filming and judging by the angle was only showing John taking the beating. He wasn't defending himself. "Here's the plan..."
~*TF*~
“Stay down damn you!” Igrotor screamed even as John got back up. As John turned his defiant but crushed face to Igrotor the Batarian screamed in rage. John noticed the two guards on the building jerk and then fall, sniper shots. The cavalry had arrived.
“You are nothing do you hear me!” Igrotor shrieked. “Nothing but filth beneath my boot!”
“Then why can’t you keep John down?” A familiar voice spoke up and John felt relief shoot through him as Jane de-cloaked in her Fury armor. Igrotor screamed in rage at her just as she used her blades to remove the heads of the two batarians guarding Mordin and Miranda. A cloaked Kasumi had taken control of the camera Igrotor’s man had been using to film his beating of John. She had expanded the view and gave the galaxy a view of the entire camp just before Jane had shown herself. They saw the Batarians holding guns to two people’s heads as John took the beating he could have stopped to spare their lives before she narrowed it back down on Igrotor, keeping Jane's rescue out of the shot.
“I’ll kill you both, human bitch!” Igrotor screamed. Jane scoffed and slammed the Batarian to his knees with a gesture of her hand and a biotic field.
“Better men than you have tried, Igrotor,” Jane sneered as she approached. “Under my authority as a council Spectre I’m placing you under arrest.”
“No,” John said and Jane paused, giving him a look.
"You sure about this?" Jane asked and John nodded. She crossed her arms and stepped back.
“Let him up.” John ordered. Jane's biotic field released the angry batarian.
“Are you truly that weak human?” Igrotor scoffed. John just looked at him and pointed in front of him.
“Fight me. If you can knock me out, they’ll let you go. Just you and me. A noble, proud Batarian against a beat, exhausted piece of human filth.” John challenged. Igrotor scoffed but approached John.
“I will break you, Shepard!” Igrotor cried throwing a punch at John. John caught his punch with his left hand. Igrotor’s eyes widened and John glowered.
“That’s what you don’t get,” John said and buried his right fist in Igrotor’s stomach. The man doubled over and vomited. John’s grip on his fist tightened and Igrotor’s fingers and hand bones broke. John let him jerk his hand back as he screamed in pain. He stared at John in shock as the Spectre took a step forward, grabbing the batarian’s shoulder and punched him again and again in the face. John let go of his shoulder after ten good shots and Igrotor reeled back, clutching at his ruined face.
“How are you doing this?!” Igrotor demanded. “You are wounded, beaten, rotting. You should be dead!”
“I already have been, Igrotor,” John growled. “I’ve been to hell and back. My body has been broken, burned, carved, spaced.” John punched him in the face again, spinning the Batarian around and making him crash to the ground.
“You-you’re a monster,” Igrotor slurred through a broken jaw. John knelt by the other man and glared at him in his eyes.
“I’m okay with that, because I’m the monster that fights other monsters. I protect everyone no matter who they are or what world they call home safe from monsters like you,” John said, “But I don’t kill the helpless and that is what you currently are.” John stood and turned to make his way back to his sister. He paused for a moment.
“But I’m not above petty revenge,” John said and turned around to stomp on Igrotor’s ankle. The Batarian shrieked as John crushed his ankle.
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the writhing Kres'gath. She walked over to him slowly, approaching with the casual grace of a large cat. Death glowed in her eyes as she approached him.
"Human bitch...what you did to my son...do you plan to do that to me?" he gasped as Jane stood over him, leaning down. He glared at her.
"I'm the Terror of the Hegemony and you sentenced your son to death when you sent him to steal children," Jane stated. "As for what I'm going to do to you...nothing. You are under arrest. The Council will decide what to do with you because you aren't worth my time to kill." She got up and looked over to Kasumi.
"Camera’s off, Shepards," Kasumi said. "That's a fitting sequel to your video, She-Shep."
"Good, cause I’m gonna pass out..." John said before Jane's biotics caught him. Garrus and Thane approached, quickly pulling out two stretchers.
"Mordin," Jane called and the Salarian hobbled over. His omni-tool flared over John and he looked grim.
"Multiple abrasions and cuts. Large wound on left side showing signs of gangrenous infection. One lung appears to be rotting due to bacterial infections. Blood poisoning. Multiple broken bones and cuts. Poisoned flesh on face...possibly from native centipede species. Contusions and other damage by beating. Several organs are in danger of shutting down and his liver and kidneys are over worked. He needs serious medical attention," Mordin stated.
"Did you all hear that?" Jane called on her comms.
"I have viable treatments for him," Miranda gasped as she was placed on a stretcher. “I still have access to my Lazarus facilities.”
"Shuttle, can you get us from here?" Jane asked.
"Of course," the salarian pilot replied.
"You can take Kres'gath to the Council," Jane added.
"Our pleasure," the pilot responded.
~*TF*~
As soon as they boarded the Normandy Chakwas was quick to stabilize John before helping Mordin and the two worked on Miranda as the Cerberus agent explained where to take the ship.
"I thought your Lazarus Station was destroyed," Jane said and Miranda scoffed.
"Like we would abandoned that station. It is invaluable," she explained as Jane stayed close to her brother. She watched Miranda with suspicion. "I made a complete set of organs for him just in case he was wounded. I even have cloned skin for grafts."
"Efficient," Jane commented as she finished writing a message to Liara. John's girlfriend needed to know what was going on. "Do you need help?" Miranda gave her a look.
"John trusts you and while you did help me with Oriana, I do not trust you," Miranda said as Mordin finished patching her up. Jane nodded in agreement to her statement.
"Reasonable, but you know I don't trust you that much either," Jane said. "However, I honestly just want to help John."
"I can handle it alone," Miranda said as she got off the table and limped to her new room with Samara. Jane watched her go as Kasumi uncloaked.
"Unbeknown to her, you will not be letting her handle it alone," Kasumi commented and Jane nodded. "That's some nice cloaking on that outfit."
"Yours is better," Jane said. "Want to do me a solid?" Kasumi grinned. "I'll let you upgrade the suit while I talk to Tali about some custom hacking programs."
"You're almost as good a thief as me," Kasumi grinned and the two looked at John.
"Don't tell my brother about this," Jane said.
"Wouldn't dream of it, She-Shep," Kasumi said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 3rd, 2186 CE
Location: Classified, Project Lazarus Station
Miranda headed into the Lazarus Station, unaware of Jane slipping in with her in her newly upgraded Fury armor. It was almost easy to move through the station. As they passed terminals, Jane would slip the various spy programs Tali had developed into the system. Jane would need to buy the Quarian some of that Turian chocolate for this. The station looked fine, Jane had trouble believing it had been distressed at all, Cerberus had money to burn apparently. Still as they got deeper in she saw damage from gunfire and scorch marks. Mechs were destroyed, bodies had been left to rot where they had been killed and Jane felt a chill run through her.
Miranda moved slowly, mostly due to her own injury and it gave Jane plenty of time to work. Still, it was close, she nearly lost the Cerberus agent a few times. The station was clearly designed with form being accentuated. Vast views of space made Jane nervous, stations were better with less windows in her opinion. A few labs had massive windows that must have allowed people and supervisors to watch teams working on various things. This was a research and development station for sure but all of it was dedicated to medical and one subject in particular. A few rooms had vats of something with pieces floating. They were probably heading for one of those at the moment. Then everything ground to a halt. Miranda was approaching a door that Jane's suit could detect several sensors she wouldn't be able to pass through. With all the doors they went through Jane was stuck. She couldn't risk being found out on her way back. Miranda worked swiftly entering several access codes. Jane blinked as the woman entered code after code. Over a dozen and each one signaled the disabling of a lock. Whatever was in the room was well protected.
Jane let Miranda go, wherever John's cloned parts were, Jane couldn't follow. She began working on downloading Tali's spyware. What Jane thought would be a quick in and out turned into a long wait. Over three hours later Miranda emerged with several canisters for organ transplants on a cart. Odd that it had taken so long to get them, they should have just been in tanks. Jane followed Miranda back to the Normandy, careful to give the Cerberus agent room. Jane noticed a small stain on Miranda's sleeve. It looked like a bloodstain near the elbow. Odd for her to have gotten blood there just transferring organs from a cloning tank to travel containers. Still, Jane couldn't exactly ask her about I but it gave Jane an uneasy feeling. The skin graft for John’s face appeared to be perfectly shaped for his face already as it floated in the canister.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 5th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
John awoke with a deep breath as he slowly opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the medical bay in one of the beds. The lights were low indicating it was night time or at least early morning. Movement to his left drew his attention. Miranda was examining his left side and smiled at him.
“Good to see you’re awake John,” she said softly. “The transplants appear to be stable you should be on your feet within the next day or so.”
“Transplants?” John questioned and Miranda gave him a smug look.
“I was able to convince your sister to allow me to return to the Lazarus station. I had cloned several viable organs for you during the process. I had replacements just in case for this very scenario,” Miranda explained and John sighed.
“I should have known.” He grumbled and a soft sigh from his right drew his attention. He turned and saw his sister sleeping in a chair nearby.
“She hasn’t left you since I completed the surgery,” Miranda said and John smiled.
“I’ll bet,” He said and as Miranda turned to leave John looked back at her.
“Miranda,” He called softly and she turned to face him. “Jacob saved my life. He was shot saving me. He was good friend.”
“Thank you John, that’s good to know. Your sister found him and made sure to get his remains back to the ship. You should get some sleep,” she murmured before heading out of the medical bay. John sighed and laid his head back down.
“That sounds good,” he muttered as he drifted off. “I’m sure Liara will give me hell for getting hurt again.”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Because I feel bad that Pales was the one Belle tortured. She’s much better now by the way!
“Now see here?” Toby said, showing Pales around. “This where we keep the Reapers for show time.”
“Release us human scum!” Harbinger demanded from the fish tank Toby and Belle kept them in. Unlike the game universe each Repaer was barely foot long and floated in the water. “If you do so we shall make your death swift and painless!”
“Can they do anything to us?” Pales asked, worriedly looking at the Reaper fish tank.
“Nah, they’re just cranky,” Toby said getting a jar of fish food and dropping some down into the tank. The Reapers swarmed to the top and began nibbling. “He’s just cranky I haven’t fed them in a month.”
“You have to feed them?” Pales asked and Toby grinned.
“Only because it aggravates them to have to eat,” Toby explained and saw Garrus walking by. “Oh Garrus come over here for a second! I want you to meet Pales.”
“I recognize you. You look much than before,” Garrus said and Pales smiled at the Turian as they shook hands. Toby noticed Garrus had a thick script under one arm.
“Is that chapter 24?” Toby asked and Garrus nodded.
“Just the rough draft. Belle handed it out for the cast to look over. Wants us to make sure we would say what we do,” Garrus explained and Toby nodded.
“Authenticity and accuracy as always. So up next is the studio creation center. We’re currently getting the sets built for the ME3 arc so why not have a sneak peak at-”
“Oh Tobias Fiften…” A sultry voice called out behind them. All three people paused but Toby got a dopy grin on his face. They turned around to find Elizabeth Comstock waiting for them. The femme fatal was in her Burial at Sea outfit and was lighting a cigarette. “I do believe you agreed to take me dancing the next time I stopped by this multiverse. And since you finally have an AO3 account now would be a good time to find a story universe to go dancing in.”
“Yes ma’am!” Toby said snapping his fingers and his casual clothes changing into a high end zoot suit. “Gotta go, Garrus please take care of our guest!” Toby hurried to join the femme fatal, offering his arm to Elizabeth who took it and they walked off into a tear. Garrus shook his head.
“He always gets like that around that woman. Belle was right to say she’s his waifu.” Garrus said before turning his attention to pales. “So what would you like to see next?”
And it was at this moment Pales realized Toby had left Garrus alone with them to do whatever they liked.
OMAKE 2
Jane stared at the writhing Kres'gath. She walked over to him slowly, approaching with the casual grace of a large cat. Death glowed in her eyes as she approached him.
"Human bitch, you are a monster...what you did to my son...what do you plan to do to me?" he gasped as Jane stood over him, leaning down. He glared at her.
"I'm the Terror of the Hegemony and you sentenced your son to death when you sent him to steal children," Jane stated. Her body began to glow. Kres'gath's hand began to glow biotic blue and he began punching himself in the face. "Stop hitting yourself."
"Oh God, not this again," John sighed as Garrus helped him to stand.
"Stop it!" Kres'gath cried out as he hit himself again.
"You stop. Stop hitting yourself," Jane cackled as the batarian kept hitting himself in the face.
"That's pretty funny," Kasumi chuckled as she kept the camera rolling.
"Remind me never to make your sister mad," Garrus stated.
"Tell me about it," John groaned as they left Jane behind to play with her victim.
OMAKE 3
"You got a minute to talk?" Jane asked and Garrus blinked.
"Sure," he said and the two headed toward the elevator. "So...uh...is this going to be a...pleasant chat?"
"Something came up and I just wanted to let you know about it," Jane said as they reached the second floor and Jane led him into her room. She looked around. Blasto was missing, odd. She closed the door and locked it.
"Should I be worried?" Garrus asked and Jane shook her head.
"No, I just wanted to be fully honest with you, that's all," she said.
"You're having second thoughts about us," Garrus sighed and Jane quickly caught his hand.
"No...that's not it at all. I just wanted to let you know that Kaidan sent me a message last night, that's all. I'm not responding," Jane explained and Garrus blinked at her.
"Why are you telling me?" he asked and she held his hand between hers as she looked up into his eyes.
"Because I want you to take me now, not wait for the night before we might die! Take me, take me here and now like the powerful turian stud you are!" Jane cried. Garrus grabbed her by the waist and pulled her towards him.
"You're right," he said as his hand began to-
Belle: Okay, ow! (rubbing her head from where Toby smacked her)
Toby: I don't get you, you don't get to.
Belle: (crossing arms and mumbling) I'm just going to up the rating when you least expect it.
Toby: Like I won't notice.
Belle: (sticks tongue out at him before opening a new word document to write Mature ME fanfiction)
OMAKE 4
“Shepard you cowardly human filth, show yourself!” The commander screamed. He fired randomly into the woods before the view began slowly turning as he scanned the jungle. As he turned right he heard a deep growling click. A hazy outline with glowing green eyes was watching him. Him a deep metallic ring the figure impaled the commander and lifted him high into the air. The commander’s camera caught the creature de-cloaking. Revealing a large humanoid with dread locks, a mesh body suit and thick metal armor. He had on a thick metal helmet but took it off to reveal a horrific face. Sunk yellow eyes and four mandibles around a fleshy mouth with fangs.
“Want some candy?” The alien growled before laughing deeply and proceeding to rip off the commander’s head and spine.
Happy Halloween 2019!
Notes:
Toby Note: Ha ha ha ha ha! That was fun! Theme of this chapter, specifically the John scenes while being hunted is Not Gonna Die by Skillet. If you didn’t like it you can blame Belle for it though. She encouraged me to write it when I had the idea. She loved it too. *big grin showing teeth and all*
Belle Note: *smiling happily* This was a GREAT chapter to write and I had a ton of fun. I do hope you all enjoyed it and all the shout outs we slipped in here. Hopefully, you got a few clues on things to come too.
Chapter 25: My Brother's Keeper
Summary:
Project Overlord has gone rogue and it is up to the OG ground team to take it on. The Shepards need to shut down Project Overlord and the evil there gets to Jane while John faces different challenges in this battle.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: So, this chapter is one that I desperately wanted to write because this part of ME2 was one that grabbed me by the heart and pulled it out. I felt there was a lot of fun to be had with this one so I hope you enjoy it.
Toby’s Note: Belle had a great idea with this chapter that I loved and I honestly never thought of it. See if you can pick out the scene, hint it’s near the end.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 24: My Brother's Keeper
Earth Date: April 7th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
The sound that greeted Jane as she entered her brother’s room was of a familiar voice coldly reading her brother the riot act.
“-for as long as the stars exist you will never again allow yourself to be put in such a situation John. This is the second time I’ve seen you get shot down and you will not leave me again.” Liara said coldly. Jane felt herself smirk as she watched her brother stand there and face his girlfriend on the terminal. She hadn’t seen such a look on his face since they were teenagers and their mother had chastised him for going skinny dipping with Elizabeth. Though she remembered their father only being upset they had gotten caught.
“I promise to try and not end up like that.” John allowed. Liara glared at him and he winced.
“I suppose that will have to do,” Liara said with a sniff. “Though next leave you get you will be here with me. I intend to make you work very, very hard to making up for scaring me to death, again.”
“Uh how?” John asked with trepidation in his voice and Jane smirked evilly thinking John deserved whatever punishment Liara came up with.
“Well I have been studying this human text called the Kama Sutra. You will help me put it into context.” Liara said smugly.
John blinked and then smirked.
Jane blinked and then gagged.
“Okay I’m interrupting,” Jane said and John jumped.
“Jane you should have knocked!” John snapped at his sibling.
“Now where’s the fun in that? Besides you didn’t lock the door,” Jane retorted.
“I do believe I now have to return to work,” Liara said, “I shall call later.” Liara disconnected the call and John sighed before glaring at his sister.
"How you feeling?" Jane asked with a smirk.
“Better. I feel a bit stiff in spots and the side of my face is tight but Miranda said that will pass, just like the ache did from when I woke up,” John said. He looked at her before pointing at his terminal. The message from the Illusive Man was there about a out of control project and he had been reading it when Liara had called.
"So, we're I take it we’re not going to get the IFF just yet?" Jane asked and John nodded. "Joker, we need to make a detour." She called over the comms.
"Why am I not surprised?" Joker said sarcastically.
"Hmmm, highly volatile technology," Jane muttered as she read the message again. "We should prep to bring Tali and Garrus with us. I'll leave Blasto behind."
"Sounds good," John said as he sent Joker the new coordinates. "I don't like the name Overlord for the project."
"Think you'll be up and running by then?" Jane asked and John gave her a look. "You're just jealous I've got all my original parts."
"Oh, so my death defying adventure is already a joke to you?" John asked and Jane shrugged.
"Knowing you had a whole team dedicated to cloning you spare parts makes me feel a lot more durable than you," she said. "Also, it makes me feel like I can worry about you a little less."
"You should respect your older brother," John called as Jane headed the elevator.
"Only by fourteen minutes," she shot back as she opened the doors for the elevator. “You should go see Tali by the way. She mentioned you haven’t talked to her in awhile.” John winced at that.
“I’ve been avoiding that conversation,” John admitted and Jane rolled her eyes as she stepped in.
“Just be honest with her John,” Jane said just as the doors started to close. “It will be worse if you lie.”
John sighed.
~*TF*~
A few hours later John was riding the elevator himself rehearsing in his mind what he wanted to say. Jane was right, honesty was best. The worst part of it was if he wasn’t involved with Liara he could easily see him and Tali coming together. She was fun, smart and cute in her own unique way. If he was honest with himself he could see the temptation there.
“What was it Jane always said about me?” John muttered to himself as he got off at the engineering deck. “I’m stupidly loyal? I wonder what would happen if I wasn’t?” John shook himself and entered the engine room on Gabby and Ken’s side. Catching their looks as he entered he gestured for them to leave. Ken opened his mouth to speak but Gabby elbowed him in the side before dragging him away. John focused on Tali and saw she was leaning over her station focused on something. As John approached she looked up, her whole posture gave him an impression she was relieved he was there.
“John! I'm glad you came by. I may need your help! I just received a message from the Migrant Fleet. The Admiralty Board has accused me of treason.” Tali exclaimed and all thoughts of having a heart to heart with her flew out the window.
“What? You!” John exclaimed and Tali nodded. “Anyone who knows you wouldn’t believe you’d commit treason!”
“I don’t know. They don’t lay charges like this unless the evidence is absolute,” Tali said softly. “But it means a lot that you believe in me John.”
“What can I do? Anything?” John asked and Tali sighed.
“Unfortunately I have to go back to Flotilla and face the charges myself. They’ll delay the trial a reasonable amount of time until I can get there.” Tali explained and John winced.
“We’re mid relay jump right now and then we have an emergency mission to deal with.” John explained. “Jane and I wanted you to come along because we need you. Will the board wait that long?”
“If I send them a message and let them know I’m coming right after I think they will,” Tali mused. “At the very least my father will push for that since he’s on the board. He’ll have to recuse himself for the trial though.”
“Then I’ll take you right there after the mission,” John said and took Tali’s hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. “We’ll get you through this Tali. I promise.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 8th, 2186 CE
Location: Aite, Typhon System
"Woo!" Jane cried in joy as she hit the jets on the Hammerhead to slow their landing and executing a perfect stop in front of the building. John nodded.
"You've been practicing with Hammerheads," he said and Jane smirked.
"Required training after someone sent the Alliance video of my Mako skills," Jane said, giving Tali a glance that the quarian pointedly ignored.
"Only the Alliance?" Garrus muttered as the group exited the vehicle.
"Thank God you came! My name is Dr. Gavin Archer. The situation is urgent - we're facing a catastrophic VI breakout. I'll explain the details later, but you must retract that transmission dish! The controls aren't far from your position. You have to hurry!" a voice said over their comms.
"Good thing we brought you," John said to Tali.
"You don't think they're developing an AI?" Garrus asked and the group shared a look.
"Like an EDI two point oh?" Jane asked and Garrus nodded as they entered the building.
"Why bother? EDI is exceptional, besides from the term Overlord, this may be about a capturing program," Tali suggested.
"Be advised, this is a secure facility. All weapons must be declared upon entry and checked with security personnel on duty," a computer voice stated as they entered and Jane looked at the carnage before them.
"Jesus...I don't think anyone is alive," Jane whispered as the team cautiously headed down the stairs.
"Over here...on the monitor," Archer's voice called from a display on the main desk. "Ah, there you are. I've locked myself in a computer room on the far side of the base. There are geth on the loose." Archer looked like a middle aged man.
"A rouge VI program has seized control and...I've lost a lot of friends today. I'd hate to see you join them. Please watch yourselves," he said. The group moved on.
"Geth," Tali muttered as she looked around seeing parts of the aforementioned synthetics here and there.
"Overlord," Jane added and the group shared a look.
"They plan to control geth," John sighed, shaking his head.
"And failed," Garrus added.
"How could they be so reckless and stupid?" Tali growled and Jane shook her head.
"It's Cerberus, are you actually surprised?" she asked and the quarian paused before sighing.
"I shouldn't be but I am," she confessed and Jane and John both patted the quarian on the shoulder. They headed through the base and with a minimal difficulty they broke into the security office. There was a log from Archer on the screen and after reading it out to the group Garrus shook his head.
"Looks like the Illusive Man wasn't happy with this group," Garrus commented.
"Cutting corners may have led to this," Tali added as they reached the control room.
"Just find the controls for the dish," Jane suggested as each of them approached a different terminal.
"Found it," John said, hitting the button. The dish started to move only to jerk to a stop, causing the group to flail.
"Never easy!" Jane muttered.
"System error," the computer said before what looked like a holographic display of what looked like digital code manifesting as eyes appeared shrieking in a horrible way. Jane froze, there was something about that shrieking.
"Did that sound like it was speaking to you?" John asked and Jane nodded. It was like the words were just out of her reach.
“Damn it! The VI's overridden the controls. We have to stop him...he's trying to upload his program off planet. Destroy the antennae inside the dish. There's a tram on the lower level. Get to it as fast as you can!” Archer burst out over the radio and Jane scowled.
“Jane there’s a log over here,” John began looking up from a terminal he was at. “He’s talking about using live…Geth…and…” John trailed off and Jane felt a chill run through here. She slowly turned around and saw the monitors behind her. Each of them was lit up by holographic representations of eyes.
“Keelah…” Tali whispered behind her and Jane swallowed.
“I think we should go…” Garrus said hurrying to door and opening it. As they swiftly moved down the hall another screen lit up and that screech filled the air.
“'Make it stop'...it's saying 'make it stop,'” Jane said shooting John a concerned look which he shared.
“Shepards, the cameras are following our movements,” Garrus noted. John looked up and damned if they weren’t.
“This is an automated security update. Geth activity has been detected. Please remain at your workstations until the all-clear is given,” A computer’s automated voice called out over the room’s PA system. “Welcome. Today's lunch special is fillet with a side of egg salad.”
“And two troopers, one rocket unit, and one destroyer in lower area. Three troopers and one rocket over the top. Two troopers and two rocket units on the way to the door!” John called out as the Geth swarmed into the room.
“Oh this is going to be fun,” Jane snarked as the team opened fire. With the set up of the cafeteria, it was relatively easy for Jane and Garrus to hang back and snipe geth while Tali used her tech and John rushed.
The group ended up on a tram looking up at the massive dish.
"Damn it all...he's aligning the dish to a new upload target! He'll have a clear line of sight to our satellite! This is going to be tight," Acher's voice hissed over the comms.
"Arriving at dish access. Attention: Satellite broadcast window is opening soon. All upload data must be approved by your department supervisor," the VI stated as the tram reached the walkway to the dish.
"Somehow I don't think anyone would approve of this upload," Garrus muttered.
"EDI would probably be offended by the attempt," Tali added as the group left the tram, nearly blasted by the geth approaching.
"Speaking of EDI, she's being awfully quiet," John muttered and Tali quickly checked her omni-tool.
"The comms are being jammed, looks like Cerberus is doing it," she said and Jane nodded.
"To keep this rogue program on the planet, thus why he's using the dish," Jane muttered. The three geth on the walkway were easily taken down and the three on the opposite walkways from theirs were also easily done in with sniper rifles.
~*TF*~
The team entered the base of the dish, moving with precision. Jane and John drew Geth fire as Garrus and Tali took out the units. Jane used shockwaves to knock unshielded troopers into the air.
"Rocket Troopers!" Garrus cried and the group looked at the steps as the troopers moved in. Between the two snipers the Rocket Troopers were downed quickly.
"How did Cerberus get so many geth?" Tali muttered again and John frowned not liking the implications.
"Are we clear down here?" he asked and the team did a slow look around.
“Affirmative,” Garrus said and John sighed.
"Let's get up there," Jane said as they headed up to the radio dish.
"You need to destroy the support struts now. They have their own capacitors...try blowing them up!" Archer's voice called from their comms as they reached the top. Jane motioned for the team to turn off their comms for a moment.
"Side note, I'm suspicious of that man," Jane said after they did and John nodded.
"Being the sole survivor of your own experiment is questionable," he added as they found the first capacitor. Just after he turned his comms back on John hit it with a few well placed shots. With an explosion that announced its destruction, geth appeared on both sides.
"Stick together," John called and the team nodded. "Jane, Tali, focus on the struts, Garrus, we'll cover them." Slowly the group moved, as each strut was destroyed the top of the antenna began to shake before it eventually began to collapse.
"You've done it! You've severed the link to the satellite!" Archer cried as the antenna fell, right into the team's path. They looked up to see the entire thing beginning to collapse.
"You've got to be kidding..." Jane groaned as the group began to run for the edge towards the tram.
"Move! The whole thing's giving way!" John cried as the team ran for the edge. As it tipped up, Jane wasn't sure the group could make it, so she gave them a biotic push, sending them well onto the safety of the tram walkway as she leapt behind them.
Time froze for Jane as she realized her jump wasn't perfect, she was going to be just shy of the walkway. Her heart leapt as she reached but it would be scant inches between her and the walkway.
John turned to see his sister's descent and he dove, hand outstretched. His one arm gripped the guardrail as he caught her outstretched hand. John jerked and felt his shoulder explode in pain with a sickening pop. Gritting his teeth to bite back the scream of pain he swung her towards the walkway. She slammed into the walkway hand railing, but was able to wrap her free arm around the guardrail post.
"Jane!" Garrus cried, diving so that he was able to grab her torso below the guardrail.
"You got her, Garrus?" John ground out and the turian nodded as Jane gasped. Slamming into the walkway probably left some bruises. Jane was awkwardly helped up as the dish collapsed, shrouding the walkway with smoke as Archer approached.
"Over here," he called and the team looked at him.
"What the hell is going on around here?" John demanded as his arm dangled by his side and Archer looked contemplative. Perhaps he was not happily the only survivor. He looked at the group.
"Man's reach exceeding his grasp. I was ordered to only discuss this with Cerberus agents. I may speak with you, but the rest of your team..." Archer said as he looked at John, indicating the rest of the team would be debriefed by John.
~*TF*~
“You have my thanks, Commander Shepard. You bought us some time, though probably not much. This isn't over yet,” Archer said. John grunted and there was a sickening crack as he popped his dislocated shoulder back into place. Testing his arm he turned his focus back to Archer with a glare.
“You owe me an explanation,” John said tersely moving his arm around.
“This is Project Overlord. An attempt to gain influence over the geth by interfacing a human mind with a VI. The results have been...less than satisfactory,” Archer said, sweating a bit at what he had just seen.
“I'd hate to see what you'd call a disaster,” John growled and Archer glared at him.
“You can't dismiss the entire project. We did succeed, at least partially. My brother David volunteered to serve as a test subject, but his mind couldn't handle the VI connection. He's like a virus now, infecting our networks and seizing control of any technology he finds. It's why you had to destroy the dish. Imagine if his program got off –world,” Archer explained.
“How does he take control of electronics?” John questioned.
“This is a hybrid intelligence the likes of which I've never seen. I don't know where the man ends and the machine begins,” Archer confessed and John scowled.
“What's the worst-case scenario?” John asked, wanting to prepare himself for the worst.
“A technological apocalypse. Every machine, every weapon, every computer could be turned against us. If he hit the extranet, who knows where it would end.” Archer said and John stared at him for a moment.
“You should have considered that before you started the experiment.” John snarled.
“We couldn't be expected to account for every outcome! Certainly not the abomination David has become. Davi...the VI has fortified itself in the main laboratory at Atlas Station. It's in lockdown now. To enter, you need to manually override security from our facilities in the Prometheus and Vulcan Stations.”
“How does the lockdown work?”
“It's a fail-safe procedure in the event of an emergency. Normally, all three project heads have to agree to cancel the lockdown. I'm the only one left now. I can give my authorization, but you'll have to manually reset the other two yourself.” Archer said moving to the console and entering his. The system unlocked for this station.
“And what happens if I have to kill your brother?” John asked and Archer winced.
“Let's just hope it doesn't come to that.” Archer said quietly. John sighed and headed for the door to brief the team.
“We’ll be heading out shortly,” John said as he walked through the door.
“The other stations are all within driving distance. Best of luck, Commander.”
~*TF*~
"Do you have the list of casualties?" Jane asked as she gently placed the body into a coffin.
"All accounted for. As you gather them, I can double check the database for the name and confirm identity," Tali said.
"How many more coffins do you need?" Garrus asked from the storage area.
"Probably three more," Jane sighed. "What a fucking mess."
"Cerberus gives away a lot of goodies, but they certainly make the hazards impressive," Tali said as she looked at the row of filled coffins already.
"Alliance may be bureaucratic bullshit sometimes, but they sure as hell don't allow for this kind of collateral damage with their experimental operations," Jane sighed as she headed in to collect another body.
"Need some help?" John asked as he exited Archer's office.
"Is it okay for you to tell me about what's going on?" Jane asked and John sighed. He quickly gave Jane a run down on Archer’s project.
"Man's reach exceeding his grasp indeed," Jane said as she shook her head. She pulled a body into a fireman carry as John did the same with another. "I don't know how Cerberus keeps going with all of this. How many people have died for their human first policy?"
"This isn't human first, but it is a waste," John said and Jane shrugged.
"I'm just glad I don't have to make the calls home on these," Jane said as they exited and took care of the bodies.
"You want to drive?" John asked and Jane stared at him before grinning.
"Get the last body and I'll get the Hammerhead," Jane said and both Tali and Garrus shared a look of abject horror.
~*~*~
The ride to Prometheus Station was actually really smooth...for a Shepard.
"Jane, have you been practicing? Jack and Kasumi were horrified," Tali questioned and Jane laughed.
"We were rocketing out of a live volcano. That was scary as all hell, this has been pretty easy with John manning the guns, even with those turrets," Jane said.
"You never drove the Mako like this," Garrus commented.
"I've always been better with Hammerheads, Makos are seriously bricks," Jane said and John nodded as the Hammerhead crested a rise.
"Whoa," John said as they looked over the edge of the cliff at the crashed geth ship. "Don't see that every day."
"Commander Shepard, Prometheus Station is a crashed geth ship full of dormant machines used in our experiment," Archer's voice came over the comms as the group stared at the defense shields. "Our people there have gone silent. It's likely the VI has activated the defense shields to keep you out. Good luck."
"I really don't like this," John groaned and the team mumbled agreements.
"Well, let's go," Jane sighed as she eased the Hammerhead over the edge, hitting the jets to slow the landing.
"Scanning area...Analysis: Generators are providing power for main shield," The Hammerhead VI said.
"Now that is a valuable find," Tali muttered as the group stared at the shielding.
"Warning: The VI infection has assumed control of the geth cannon," the Hammerhead VI commented and the group watched as the cannon of the geth ship moved towards them.
"Tali, can that cannon take out the shielding?" Jane asked and Tali sighed.
"Yes," she said as she gripped her safety harness.
"Only four shield generators, that's easy," Jane said as waited for the cannon laser target to hit before flying across the field. It was easy to let the cannon do all the work. Taking down the generator and then letting a second shot destroy it. "John, that shield is coming down."
"On it," John said from the cannon controls. Once the cannon on the ship was exposed, John took it out quickly and efficiently. Jane brought the Hammerhead up to the entrance of the Geth ship.
"How many Geth ships have you been on?" Garrus asked Tali.
"Does helping to remove the one from the Ferros colony count?" she asked.
"No..." he replied.
"This will be the first," she responded.
"Great..." Jane muttered.
~*TF*~
Quiet. It was eerily quiet as they entered the ship. In the main room a Geth Prime unit was held in a stasis field as the local console was running a detailed scan.
“Attention visitors: This Cerberus facility contains hazardous AI technology. You agree to assume all liability for personal injuries or death that may occur during your visit. Thank you.”
“Seriously?” Jane demanded. Garrus shot her an amused look
“Would you expect anything else from Cerberus?” the Turian asked and Jane huffed. John led the way up the ramp and deeper into the ship. As they walked they saw bodies everywhere but very little in the way of Geth and none of them appeared intact.
“Either most of the functioning units have moved to other parts of the facility or this is one giant trap.” Tali muttered and John nodded in agreement. They walked past a still functioning console with an audio log and on a whim Jane tapped it on.
“Lanigan just ran a simulation. If these geth ever wake up there’s a 98% chance we’ll be dead within two minutes. I’m starting to hate Lanigan.” A researcher’s voice said.
“Yeah I would too,” John muttered as they headed deeper into the ship. As they did he could just feel the tension rising. The more and more time went by without anything happening the more convinced he was that this was a trap. It didn’t help that the cameras kept following their every move. Despite knowing it would be a waste of ammo he was extremely tempted to shoot every camera he saw.
“Halloween was yesterday,” the researchers voice began again and John turned in surprise to see his sister had activated another audio log. “Lanigan ran around wearing spare geth parts. Spooked the shit out of everyone. Now I definitely hate him.”
“I would too. What a boshtet.” Tali muttered and Jane laughed. Not too long after they reached an open room that was flooded and the access console to lift the lockdown was of course on the other side.
“Who decided to put it there?” Jane demanded as John accessed the controls to move the platforms for them to cross.
“It’s Cerberus, when do they ever do the smart thing?” Garrus asked and Jane sighed. After John got the platforms in place they moved across and he quickly pulled the override. He jumped back however as the VI appeared on the screen and screeched at them before disappearing.
“Uh, John…” Tali said drawing his attention to behind them. The downed Geth units were twitching and lighting up as the VI brought them back online.
“And there’s the catch,” John sighed. “I knew this was too easy.”
“Hostile geth activity detected. Armed response is authorized. Cerberus reminds all personnel that this emergency is now classified information. Disclosure to outside parties is a violation of your confidentiality agreement.”
~*TF*~
For this team it wasn’t difficult. They all had experience fighting the geth together and now that John and Jane were able to trust each other again it finally clicked. The team fought with precision, picking up on old routines and synergy. They slowly but steadily fought their way out and the Prime unit at the entrance was easily ripped apart by them. As they entered the Hammerhead Jane smiled happily at her brother who returned it. To quote Garrus, it was just like old times.
"Having these resources would be nice for a colony," Jane hummed as they drove to Vulcan station.
"Too bad about the moon," John agreed.
"What are your talking about?" Tali asked and John looked at her.
"Aite has a moon in degradation, it's going to eventually crash into the planet in a century or two," he explained.
"That is sad," Tali muttered as she looked at the life as they entered the tunnel.
"We got Mechs," John called and Jane hit them. "You're going to damage the paint job." They entered the volcanic region.
"This is Archer. I advise extreme caution. Vulcan Station is our geothermal plant. They stopped reporting in shortly after the experi-" Archer was cut off on the comms.
"Scanning area....Analysis: VI infection is present within plant machinery. Advise caution," the Hammerhead VI called. It was slow going with the sentry turrets randomly appearing while navigating the hazardous landscape. Jets were set up apparently for Hammerhead vehicles to navigate the terrain.
"That vent is too low," Tali pointed out.
"Let's get in there," John sighed as they landed next to the building.
"Warning: Automated controls are offline. Core systems have been compromised," the VI called.
"This place is a disaster," Jane sighed and John nodded. They entered to find only a few mechs between them and the controls.
"Warning: Pressure levels in valve A3 have exceeded maximum threshold. Manual control is required," the VI informed. It took Tali seconds to start the venting, making it so that vent was pumping out a strong enough blast. The VI face filled the screen and Jane jumped.
"Creepy," John muttered and Jane nodded as they returned to the Hammerhead.
The ride was just as irritating with more turrets and lava. Finally they made it to the main building of Vulcan Station.
"I can complain about Cerberus, but they know how to name their bases well," Jane sighed as they headed into the building. "I suspect more security mechs and less geth."
"That would be a nice change," Tali replied.
"Warning: Pressure levels in valve D4 have exceeded maximum threshold. Manual control is required," the VI announced. The building had damage and the group knew it was less than optimum. They headed deeper in, climbing through the building, occasionally using the over taxed pipes to blow away mechs and assault drones.
"That VI is everywhere," Garrus growled.
"It is certainly focused on us above that Archer," Tali commented.
"Maybe some of his brother is still in here," John suggested. As they continued it was only a bit more difficult when a YMIR mech came into play.
"Garrus and I will get the drones, Tali, try to take down that YMIR's shielding for John," Jane cried as she and Garrus took prime sniping shots.
It was too easy to head into the control room. A single Loki mech was attempting to destroy the override switch. It glowed with the VI's light. It was easy to disarm the mech and as soon as it was helpless the glow of the VI was gone. John quickly pulled the override.
"...are you receiving this? Commander Shepard, this is Dr. Archer. Please respond," Archer called over their comms.
"I hear you, Doctor. We've hit the override at Vulcan Station and are moving on," John said right as Garrus put down the mech that was running around in panic.
~*TF*~
"Commander you've done it! The lockdown has been canceled. You can now breach Atlas Station and end this nightmare," Archer cried as the group flew over the landscape. "You'll need to find the main server room there to shut down the VI experiment. Good luck."
The tunnel for Atlas Station was looming.
"I can't wait for more corpses," John muttered and Jane nodded.
"What do you think we will find?" Tali asked.
"More examples of Cerberus arrogance that led to horrific death," Jane sighed as she landed the Hammerhead.
"Looks like you're in, Commander. Good. I'm getting some troubling readings here, though. The VI is trying to upload its program directly from your location. Get to the server room and shut down the core before it can..." Archer broke up again before a recording seemed to play in his voice. "Archer long 155.2: For years, my brother's condition has been a handicap. That changed today. His autistic mind is the breakthrough I've been looking for...he can communicate with the geth! Such a tremendous grasp of mathematics! It seems serendipity is alive and well in the 22nd century."
"That's probably a bad sigh," Garrus said and the group moved slowly. John took point, Garrus was left flank, Tali was right, and Jane was rear, moving mostly backwards, just in case.
"I will be happy once the security cameras stop following us," Tali said. The doors began to shut and open again. "And that can stop too."
"Archer log 157.8: Unless he sees results, the Illusive Man is shutting us down next week. I have no choice. I'm going to tap David directly into the geth neural network and see if he can influence them. The danger should be negligible. David might even enjoy it." Jane's eyes widened at that.
"That motherfucker!" Jane snapped.
"Jane..." John said.
"That VI face...it is David and he is screaming for us to make it stop," Jane growled. An autistic man trapped in a machine. The screams they had been hearing were a tormented human soul trapped in a virtual hell. John stared at his sister, she looked upset.
"We will," John said and Jane nodded.
"I won't kill him," Jane said.
"David or Archer?" John asked.
"David, I may have to kill his brother," Jane stated and John nodded as they called the elevator. It was easy for Garrus, John, and Tali to fill the elevator with gunfire as Jane put a singularity right in it before they destroyed the geth on it.
"Oh good, more geth," Garrus grumbled.
"I hear that," John sighed as they went in. As the door closed there was a moment of realization.
"Grab the floor!" Jane cried and the team dropped, holding the grating below them as the elevator flew up and down wildly. The door opened as the voice screamed, everyone could make it out now..."Please...make it stop."
"Archer log 168.4: I'd be lying if I said no harm could come to David. His autistic mind is as alien to me as an actual alien." A log played and the group stared at the geth units at the charging stations.
"Tali, can we do anything to make sure those geth don't come online?" Jane asked.
"Of course," Tali stated as she went up to the first geth and destroyed the head with her shotgun.
"I don't know what I was expecting," Jane said as John gave her a look. The group quickly took out the geth units. They headed down the hall.
"That door's hologram doesn't look right," Garrus said as John activated it. The display duplicated a few times before sliding across the wall to the other door.
"Oh...I really don't like that," Jane groaned.
"I get a bad feeling from it too," John sighed. They entered the room. Jane stayed by the door while Tali and Garrus flanked John as he approached the terminal. As he pressed the button green light of the VI's holo-display rose up, engulfing John in it.
"Shit, his implants!" Jane cried as she rushed to his side. He staggered like he was drunk, moving towards the door. The green holo flashes played over his skin as his eyes glowed green. "Fuck! John! John answer me!” He dropped to all fours by the door and Jane began to pull up a diagnostic on her omni-tool just as John got up and headed out the door. Jane turned to follow only for the door to slam shut in her face. She rushed to it, hitting it as locked displays appeared all over it. "Give him back!"
"He's been hacked!" Tali cried as she began trying to hack the door.
"Is this even possible?!" Garrus hissed as he began to struggle at the door with Jane.
~*TF*~
“Archer?” John snapped, seeing the man walk down the hall. He shook his head. There was a glow, where was…was the VI doing this? Or was David trying to show him a path. He headed down the hall. He tried to look for the team but something was pulling him down the way.
“MAKE IT STOP!” David cried out his voice crackling with electric buzz, sounding clearer than it had before.
“We’re coming kid,” John growled, turning the corner to see geth coming at him. “Shit open fire!”
~*TF*~
"Nothing is ever simple. Fuck, I hope this works," Jane growled as she dug her blade into a panel on the door. The metal groaned but it was the door that gave. "Oh thank God. I owe Naena all the turian chocolate she and her grandkids can eat." Tali dove into the opening and began digging into the physical components of the access panel on the other side. "Can you open it?"
"Give me a second," Tali said and Jane jumped as Garrus caught her biceps and held them gently, not hugging her, but comforting.
"Thank you," she said and he nodded as the door opened.
"I owe you too, Tali," Jane said as they moved into the hallway, they had heard weapon fire, but there was no sign of whatever John had shot at. They cautiously moved down the hall and they could see something through the windows at the end. As Jane approached she felt sick. A man was trapped in a piece of machinery. She couldn't make it all out, but based on the tubes in his open mouth, the tubes dangling beneath, and the support pieces attached to his head and limbs...he was completely hooked into the machine. Her stomach tightened with disgust and hatred. Archer had done this to his own brother. Archer had done this to his autistic brother. Archer had subjected his poor brother to this torture. "Please...make it stop." The electronic voice of David Archer had been screaming in pain and confusion. Hell wasn't deep enough for his older brother.
"Spirits..." Garrus huffed as he stared.
"That is his brother..." Tali gasped and Jane looked to see evidence of weapons fire down the hall.
"What was John fighting?" Garrus muttered.
"It's targeted," Jane said. "What is David showing him?" They moved down the hall to see an open lab.
"Shepard!" Tali cried and they looked to see John appear below them. He began firing at something. The shots were hitting specific electronic structures, except for every now and then when he would fire elsewhere seemingly at the air. Tali shrieked as John pointed in their general direction, firing. Rounds pummeled the window but it held.
"There's a broken window in here, we can get around," Garrus called and the two women left the window above John to hurry after him.
~*TF*~
“Node acquired: Normandy SR-2 is within range.” A computer’s voice rang out.
“Shit!” John snarled turning his gun on the data node. David was trying to get away. Out of this hell of energy and pain. He wasn’t trying to infect systems he was trying to run away from this hell. He blasted the data node and was swarmed by more geth.
“Hold on kid, I’ll get you out,” John growled, opening fire again.
~*TF*~
As the elevator opened to let the team off, Jane practically ran as soon as the doors had enough width. John stopped firing and the green holograms around him were gone. He was staring at David in shock.
"Quiet...please make it stop..." David's electric voice whimpered and Jane felt tears as she grabbed John in a hug.
"You're alright!" she gasped and he blinked.
"What do you mean?" John asked. "Were you guys okay with the geth?"
"There were no geth...at least, no real geth," Jane said as she looked up at David. "We think he hacked you. We're going to need a team to get him out of that."
“You mean everything I saw was a digital projection?” John said, his eyes wide. “I saw memories of Archer discovering David could talk to the Geth. The experiments and then when they hook him to this.” Jane felt tears begin to flow as she looked at David. His eyes were wide and terrified, the speculum in them only making it more obvious how scared he was. The elevator opened again and Archer came running.
"Wait!" he called. "I'm begging you. Don't do anything rash."
"Rash? Like forcing your own brother into an experiment?" John barked, glaring at the man with hate. Jane kept him between herself and Archer. She might just kill him if she didn’t control herself and her gauntlets were creaking from how tight her hands were clenching.
"I know how this must look, but I never intended any harm to come to him. You must believe me," Archer said. "It's not like I planned this. It was an accident. Seeing David communicate with the geth...it all seemed harmless." Jane was shaking with rage as she looked at David, the man was practically crucified.
"And before you knew it, you were running your own private hell," John snapped.
"I had no choice! The demands were incredible. The Illusive Man doesn't broker failure!" Archer tried to defend himself with righteous anger. "Any war we fight with the geth will be bloody. I was asked to find a way to avoid that."
"And how many have already died for this project?" John demanded.
"More souls than will ever forgive me. But I won't apologize for radical ideas. If my work spares a million mothers mourning the loss of a million sons, my conscience will rest easy," Archer said and was shocked as Jane approached him. John didn't even stop her, she wasn't out of control.
"Look at him...look!" Jane hissed, not yelling because David wanted quiet. "Your brother will never be the same!"
"The damage may not be permanent. He might recover some semblance of his mind," Archer backtracked, clearly afraid of Jane.
"Cerberus will never leave him alone. Your brother will always be a lab rat," Jane snarled.
"But a well cared for lab rat. At last he'd still be alive," Archer said and Jane grabbed him by the arm and the back of the neck, twisting his arm up so Archer had to look at David.
"So you'll sacrifice your brother's happiness for your own ambition?" she growled. Archer hissed in pain but didn't move. He looked up at David. The man's dark eyes dripped continuous tears.
"Square root of 906.01 equals..." David's voice whispered sadly out of the speakers. Archer went still in Jane's grip and she let him go.
"30.1," Archer responded, he was quiet for a few breaths. "What I've done to David is unethical. If he dies, it's unforgivable. Let me take care of him. Please."
"Quiet...please make it stop," David's voice range out and Jane let out a gasping sob. It shocked her team. She looked up at Archer, her own tears dripping down her face.
"I've seen enough of your cruelty to know he'll never be free from it here. I'm taking him away," Jane said, turning.
"No! Leave him! He's too valuable!" Archer cried, shooting at Jane, her shields held and she backhanded him, making him stagger away as she drew her pistol and held it in his face.
"If you even think about coming after your brother, this bullet will be waiting for you," Jane growled before turning away.
"Where will you take him?" Archer asked and Jane paused.
"Grissom Academy. They can help special cases like David...minus the torture," she sneered as she turned and walked away. "Joker, contact the Academy, and let them know we've got someone who needs their help. Drop my name. Heavily."
"The Illusive Man can fire me if he doesn't like it," John growled. Jane approached David.
"Is it quiet enough David?" she asked.
"Quiet..." David said. "Square root of 912.04 is 30.2...it all seemed harmless..." Jane stood looking up at the man with tears dripping from her eyes.
~*TF*~
John was quiet as he watched his men gently examine and removed David from the device. Chakwas was working quickly but quietly. Even Mordin who talked a mile a minute was quiet. When they finally removed the last device Legion was there to softly lift the autistic man to the waiting gurney. Now that David wasn’t affecting the geth it was safe for the unit to join them and Tali had asked for the unit to be there. Given David’s affinity with the geth Legion’s presence calmed and soothed him as the medical personnel worked. Miranda covered the man with a blanket and then they briskly moved him out, David weakly mimicking the geth langue as Legion conversed with him. The last one to escort him out was Jane whose eyes never left the gurney. When they had all gone John quickly approached Archer. Only Garrus had stayed behind to cover John.
“Commander, I-” Archer was cut off as John fist impact the man’s face. Archer staggered back and felt to the ground but John didn’t stop grabbing the front of the man’s shirt with his other hand and just punching him over and over. He lost track of how many times he hit the man and only stopped when Archer let out a broken plea for mercy. John panted taking in the doctor’s ruined face.
“I saw everything,” John hissed at the man. “David showed me the entire thing. As one older brother to another you are disgusting filth and if I ever see you again I will shoot you on principle.” John let the man go to crumple on the floor.
“Let’s go Garrus,” John said, heading for the door, his gauntlet dripping blood as they walked.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 7th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit to Grissom Academy
John entered his room and was shocked to see his sister. More so, to see a set of legs hanging over the edge of his couch where he could see them from the door, but it was the pants Jane wore out of armor.
"Hey, you okay?" John asked and Jane sat up. Her face was red and swollen, she'd been crying. She walked up to him. He could see the pain in her eyes.
"David was his brother," she said in a voice that spoke of a lot of sobbing in recent past. He hadn't heard Jane sound like this since they were teens on Mindoir. He nodded as he placed a hand on her shoulder. Jane pushed in and hugged John around the chest, her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she pressed her face to his shoulder. John didn't even hesitate to hug her tightly. "His own brother...how could he do that to him? He was so scared. He didn't understand what was being done to him. How could he do that to him?" Jane wept. "I could never do that to you."
"I know you never would," John said rubbing her back with his off hand, the other still covered in blood. "Hey, I'm fine. I'm right here."
"You just keep scaring me," Jane sobbed and John was surprised by that. "First you get hunted by those stupid batarians...then a VI hacks your stupid brain...stop scaring me! I just got you back!" She pounding on his chest with her right hand ignoring the fact he was still in his armor, not moving her face from his shoulder.
"I hate to tell you this, Jane, but we still have to go up against the Collectors," John said and Jane took a few calming breaths.
"I know...but I believe we can do it," Jane said and John looked at her. She walked to the bathroom and grabbed some tissues. With a loud honking noise she cleared her nose. The sink ran and she splashed her face.
"It was kind of you to stay with David until they could drug him and get him out of that thing," John said and Jane came out of the bathroom. She watched her brother undo his armor and noted that his hand was covered in blood.
"I'm a kind person," Jane stated. John finished taking off his armor, clad in his clothes he wore under it.
"I know," John said and Jane looked at him.
"I'm glad you're back," she said. "I haven't told you that enough. But I really missed you and seeing what happened. How could anyone do that to their sibling?" John guided his sister to his sofa...where he saw an expensive bottle of liquor was half gone on his coffee table.
"We've seen siblings with less than kind attitudes towards each other," John said, guiding Jane to sit down. She flopped onto the sofa and fell over, her arm thrown over her eyes. "Think about Nassana Dantius."
"I'm going out on a limb that the Dantius family would not be a good example," Jane sighed.
"Like the Archers are?" John shot back and Jane looked at him then.
"Don't be an ass," she sighed as she sat up. "Gavin took care of David for years. They're both grown and due to the lack of hospice or hospitalization...I would assume their parents didn't want David institutionalized." John poured himself a drink. It smelled odd.
"What is this?" he asked.
"Japanese gin," she replied as he sipped, it wasn't bad, didn't taste like gin to him.
"I think Gavin snapped under the pressure and did unspeakably evil things to his brother," John said. Jane reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing tightly.
"I regularly fear I'm becoming a monster..." Jane confessed.
"You're not Jane," John said, squeezing her hand back.
"I know...because I could never do that to you," she said as she looked at him. "I'm sorry it took me so long to trust it was you." John shook his head.
"You went through hell without me...sorry I left you alone," he said and she smiled at him.
"Fighting the Collectors will be easier by far," she said as she got up.
"You are going to bed...right?" John asked and Jane shrugged.
"Or into the shower...one or the other..." she said as she headed for the door. "Or I might go calibrate something..." The door shut behind her and John sighed.
~*TF*~
Jane headed into Samara's room, Miranda was luckily gone and Jane was relieved, she was planning on asking the justicar to her room for this conversation.
"Ah Shepard, how are you?" Samara asked and Jane took a breath as she sat on the floor across from her, not going into a meditative stance. Samara stopped her meditation to look at Jane.
"I don't have anyone else I trust to ask this of," Jane said and Samara nodded. "I've only ever dated my own species and only ever dated less than I can count on one hand. And I've only ever had one lover..." Samara smiled slightly, it surprised her that the bold warrior before her was in need of love advice. The justicar had not been able to do much of that for her daughters, it might be pleasant to try this conversation.
"You are quite close with Garrus," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"I honestly never thought I would date a turian," she said and Samara smirked.
"Your people are still so new to the galaxy," she hummed and Jane felt like a child.
"Have you...ever..." Jane was awkward and Samara was kind.
"Yes, a few in my maiden days, a few soldiers and a mercenary," Samara said. "Garrus is nothing like the turians I was involved with however." Jane blinked.
"What do you mean by that?" Jane asked nervously and Samara smiled.
"All my romances with turians were short and we meant for it to be that way. Garrus does not seem to be the type to have short relationships," Samara said and Jane nodded.
"I care about him...a lot..." Jane said and Samara listened attentively. "He was my friend first...but without me even realizing it, he became so important to me."
"How does this differ from your last lover?" Samara asked and Jane blinked at that. She thought about Kaidan. He had made her feel human. He was the first man who made her feel like a woman, hell, he was the man who made her a woman. He was very handsome and his butt...well, Jane had never been attracted to that part of the male anatomy before Kaidan. She blushed. Then she thought about Garrus.
The two men were similar in some ways and different in others. Both had been cautious about the start of their relationships, both had seen her as someone to be respected first, and both had warmed to her. Kaidan had been a fellow soldier to Jane while Garrus had felt more like a mentee when they first met. Kaidan had been this handsome biotic that Jane was drawn to while Garrus had quickly become a friend, someone to bond with over a sniper rifle. Kaidan had treated Jane like something delicate to be protected while Garrus had held her up as a leader, someone to respect and emulate. Jane had been sexually attracted to Kaidan from the start, but now...the thought of Garrus' scent made her feel warm in the same way. When Kaidan left, Jane had accepted his feelings, hated them, but respected him. Nearly losing him on Horizon had been a nightmare, seeing him had reminded her of the ache of her heart from the wound he had left on it. Still...when Garrus had gone missing she had felt something similar, but that time she fought for the right to go after him. Finding him on Omega had made her have hope again. Nearly losing him had been worse than Kaidan because while she recommended Kaidan for Horizon, she had been in the room with Garrus when the rockets nearly took him from her.
"It feels very different," Jane confessed and Samara nodded.
"Was your first relationship a passing fling?" she asked and Jane sighed.
"It was too short for me...but, we met by chance and started flirting not long after. We were only together for a few months when John died and then...he blamed himself for failing to keep John safe. He claimed, he failed me and didn't deserve me," Jane said and Samara nodded.
"How is this different?" she asked and Jane shook her head.
"I've known Garrus for years," she said and Samara nodded. "He's been there for me on our mission, in losing John, and when he ran off, I did everything I could do to get the chance to find him again."
"Now think about this, would you feel any differently if he were a human?" Samara asked and Jane froze. What if Garrus were just human...like Joker?
"No," Jane said and Samara smiled.
"So do you need any more advice?" the justicar asked and Jane smiled.
"Well, when I originally asked...I meant more of like...the vids Mordin gave me were really clinical and uncomfortable and I just cannot bring myself to look up the porn...although EDI has informed me that Joker has....a lot of human-turian porn...which makes me uncomfortable," Jane rambled and Samara chuckled.
"I thought I understood the problem, let me give you better advice then," she said. "Garrus has already bonded to you through friendship and mission. He will view this relationship far more seriously than any of my turian partners did ours. You have already shared life or death encounters together." Jane blushed deeply at that.
"Otherwise, turian males are quite sensitive under their fringes. Since turian females have talons, they find the soft touch of our type of fingers extremely enticing and pleasant," Samara explained. "As turian legs are not designed the same as ours, they find it extremely erotic when we can wrap our legs around their waists...female turians don't do that..." as Samara began to explain the tricks to...enticing a turian male, Jane went through several color changes, but she did not leave. She had not had this type of useful girl talk ever...
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
As the group moved through the geth ship the sound of gunshots followed by grunting got the group to freeze. Slowly John, Tali, and Garrus turned to watch Jane shot each geth unit in the optics before using a biotically enhanced stomp to break apart the bodies.
"Uh...Jane..." John called and the woman paused. "What are you doing?"
"This dude, Isaac Clarke, taught me this method," Jane said and the group stared. "Oh come on! Like we don't all know that these are going to come to life at some point? We all KNOW they are going to activate and I rather we just walk right out of here!" The others shared a look before they all began to shoot and stomp.
Belle's Note: So, when I play Dead Space, it takes me for F-ING ever because I will stomp EVERY corpse as I walk through that damn game. When Dead Space 3 came out, Toby and I played it together in co-op and I drove the man insane stomping on corpses.
Toby's Note: Actually I kind of wish you could do that during Vulcan station. The entire time you head down to the console you know they’re setting you up. I just wished they had given you options. And shooting all the VI cameras changed something.
OMAKE 2
John and Joker were sitting on the bridge when EDI suddenly let out a strange human moan followed by the sounds of turian growling and the unmistakable sounds of...coitus.
"Sorry, that was supposed to go to Jane Shepard's earpiece," EDI explained and John's face twisted in disgust.
"Who said she could access that file?" Joker demanded in an insulted tone.
"Jane Shepard says she will send a copy of the titles to your parents if you comment, Mr. Moreau," EDI stated and Joker froze.
"Why?!" John cried as he stared in horror at EDI.
"Samara is the one who put in the title requests for Jane Shepard," EDI stated. "Samara also sent the same titles to Mr. Vakarian."
"Ugh!" John cried in disgust.
Notes:
Belle's Note: I had some trouble with this chapter. I got to a certain point and just got wrecked. The Overlord DLC ALWAYS makes me sad. David is one of those characters that just sticks with you in the bad ways. I have never and WILL never leave David Archer in his brother's hands. The first time I played it, I recognized David's cry to "please make it stop" very early on and it terrified me. When I actually got to that scene I was blurry eyed. I'm an older sister and the thought of abusing my younger sibling like that torn me apart. There is something therapeutic about punching Gavin Archer across the face that will NEVER get old.
Chapter 26: Consequences of Our Actions
Summary:
John stands beside Tali as she faces a trail from her people and the team proves to be worthy allies to the quarians. Legion's aid with Tali comes at taking care of the heretics.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: I owe you guys an apology. I have had some bad writer’s block and since this chapter was my turn to start it the delay is completely my fault. Not excusing it but I did write myself in a corner a bit. I played an entire Mass Effect trilogy play thru to try and break out of it. Plus my personal life has been…well shit is the perfect description of it. So I finally just locked myself in my home office and forced myself to write. It was a long weekend but I finally got it out. I hope you guys enjoy this. I’ve planned this with Tali, Legion and some other consequences for a while. No worries next chapter is Belle’s and she’s pretty good about keeping on schedule. It may cheer you up to know that we’ve sat down and hashed out the nitty gritty details of the ME3 timeline. Till then enjoy guys and I’m very sorry for this delay. I’ll try to do better in the future.
Oh! *finger snap* I just remembered this chapter has a theme song! The song is Let’s Just Live by Casey Lee Williams & Jeff Williams. They’re a father and daughter duo and do a lot of songs for RWBY. I’m a big time fanboy of the series and I’m trying to get Belle into it. She hasn’t given it a chance yet.
Belle's Note: I also contributed to the delay in this chapter, but it was more so due to the chaos caused by Covid-19. I want to give a special shout out to Hawkster94 who sent a wonderful message to us about coping. You're right, it is hard to write during this mess, but knowing people are understanding about it made me want to do my best. So while you were giving us the okay about the situation, you made me rise up to the challenge. Thank you.
As for Toby's comment above I HAVE given RWBY a "chance" I watched the whole first season, but I utterly loathe CGI animation...a fact Toby knows very well. I watched most of the Netflix show Cagaster of an Insect Cage and while I really liked the story, it was murder to watch because I hated the animation so much. Sorry guys, that CGI is sooooo painful to me. It was something that bothered me about the Beserker movies and then the newest TV show and I LOVE the Beserker story...another fact Toby knows and forgets. *insert obvious eyeroll*
TN2: I mean ignoring the fact that the animation style gets worlds better by season two and I’m not sure what the animation style is called they switch to after season 3 but man is Belle really missing out. *looks around before whispering to the readers* If any of you are RWBY fans too help me convert her!
Also on a personal note, please keep yourselves and your loved ones safe during this Covid-19 situation. I know things are rough right now folks but it will get better.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 25: Consequences of Our Actions
Earth Date: April 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Grissom Academy
"It's okay, David, it will be quiet here," Jane said as she stood by the door. David stared at her and then at the door. The crew had been careful to keep physical contact with David to a minimum. Jane had sat with him daily until they reached Grissom. He seemed okay with Jane, but there was no bond.
"The square root of seven thousand thirty-nine point two one is eighty-three point nine," he said calmly as he entered the main office of Grissom Academy.
"David, this is my friend, Kahlee, she's an instructor here and she will help you," Jane said. David peeked up at Kahlee before looking down, rocking slightly. It was hard to watch him still. He entered and looked around. Kahlee looked pained as she greeted him. Jane took a seat and smile at David when he looked at her. Kahlee introduced the main caretakers and soon David seemed more relaxed. He looked at Jane and she smiled.
"It's quiet," he said with a flicker of a relieved smile before turning and heading off. Jane felt part of her heart break. She should have broken his brother's jaw. She took a calming breath. No...violence wasn't right.
"I am disgusted by what was done to that poor man," Kahlee said and Jane nodded.
"I can think of precious few people who deserve that kind of treatment. But I know you can help him here," Jane said and Kahlee sighed.
"I'm glad you believe in me," she said as she sat down. "Tell me everything."
~*~*~
After speaking with Kahlee for a few hours Jane felt relieved to be leaving Grissom as she headed through the school back towards the dock to get to the Normandy. Her omni-tool pinged an outside message. She paused as she saw Chirum's ID.
Chirum, how are you?" Jane greeted over her headset as she walked.
"Greetings, Jane, am doing well. Wish call was for more pleasant news.” Chirum said cutting right to it. “Assume you are alone?” Jane looked around and the hallway was pretty deserted. She activated an anti-spy program on her omni-tool.
"I'm in Grissom Academy right now, but I'm alone," she said. Chirum hummed.
“Not perfect, but will work for our needs, do not wish for your sibling to find out until situation has been dealt with. Council agrees that keeping him in the dark is best,” Chirum stated and Jane felt irritated. This was not a social call.
"What's going on, Chirum?" Jane asked and he made the noise of a salarian not liking his job.
“Unpleasant news, I take it you have not been on the extranet lately,” Chirum commented.
"I'm pretty much focused on dealing with the Collectors and all the little things between getting what I want from who I want," Jane commented. "What's going on?" Chirum did that salarian hum again.
“The recent events involving your brother’s encounter with Hegemony personnel has not been well received. Hegemony has learned from your own experiences and has struck first rather than letting a fan base grow for him, as it were,” Chirum explained and Jane felt her eyes narrow and her brows lower.
"What's the Hegemony up to?" Jane growled.
“Propaganda against your brother. Best if I show you,” Chirum said before a vid popped up on Jane's omni-tool. “This is a small sample of the things that have begun to spread.” A recording of the latest Hegemony news minister appear. His name escaped Jane at the moment but if he was anything like the ones who had proceeded him then all he did was spew Hegemony propaganda. The problem was a lot of batarians who dealt with the Hegemony believed what was reported and many of those batarians worked with Merc groups who would only hear things from those batarians. It was a useful way to smear people and governments among the less lawful, which was dangerous on all worlds.
“This is who the Council picks to serve human interests!” The batarian minister growled as the recording played. “Monsters who slaughter and kill with no regards to the bystanders! We tried to apprehend the Spectre Monster and he kills our men brutally! He embraces his human rage and covers himself in filth like a deranged animal! Then he sets traps to kill our soldiers! Then he leaves these filthy traps to kill the innocent people that find them! These are the-” Jane stopped the recording, it would go on and on as most of the Hegemony propaganda did.
“He goes on for almost an hour but I trust you get what he is doing, yes?” Chirum stated.
"God damn Hegemony," Jane muttered with more exhaustion than venom and Chirum hummed in agreement.
"The Council recognizes that your brother was targeted and his attempted assassination was thwarted. They know this is just the usual Hegemony propaganda, but the danger is in him currently working with Cerberus," Chirum stated and Jane nodded.
"Yeah, Spectres are judged based on their results, depending how good those results are, the more the Council is willing to look the other way based on their actions," Jane said.
"Your brother defended himself he did not seek out that position, Jane," Chirum stated and Jane knew he was trying to make her feel better.
"I guess I should be honored, Terror of the Hegemony sounds a hell of a lot better than the Spectre Monster," Jane groaned. "How is the public reacting to this?"
“Ah, well,” Chirum sniffed, “this tactic seems to be working. We have monitored several thousand forums being worked up into a frenzy. Recent events and your brother’s ties to Cerberus are not helping. One fanatic already tried to smuggle a paint bomb into the Council chambers. The Council wants John Shepard to be kept in the dark as long as possible. Preferably until after we have revealed and arrested the perpetrators of this smear campaign.”Jane groaned at that. The Council was using Chirum to let her know that she was not to tell her brother.
"Chirum, we both know they are not going to be arrested any time soon," Jane stated. "They are all safe on Hegemony planets right now."
"True, but your mission is a vital one and your work over the last two years has the Council more receptive to your concerns with the Reapers," Chirum reminded her and she took a deep breath.
"That's good perspective," Jane said. "I sent a lot of good data back from that Collector ship." Chirum hummed at that.
"Many have to agree that data makes a point for your Reaper theory and once your pet projects are up on their feet...we may have all you need to turn this back in your brother's favor," Chirum said and Jane nodded. The dominoes needed to be in place. The Hegemony was no one's friend...but then not every batarian was part of the Hegemony. Jane knew how to bide her time, just like every sniper did.
"Don't worry, Chirum, I don't like this order, but it is received," Jane said and he hummed in that irritated tone again.
“One more thing of note,” Chirum said and Jane paused from hanging up. “The memorial on Mindoir for your brother has been torn down. None of the town residents know who did it and I am inclined to believe them. Yours stands alone now and your brother's has been defaced with various insults. Similar images and slogans are spreading quickly on the extranet. Recommend keeping him off the net for now.”
"Think I could bribe them to rip mine down too?" Jane asked. She had hated that thing since the day it went up.
"They might clean it up if they knew it was something you and your brother didn't approved of," Chirum chuckled and Jane nodded.
"I don't know if John gives a shit about it. It was an empty grave, but I'm sure there are more than a few people on Mindoir who will be fixing it up. After all, you can't respect the Terror of the Hegemony and hate the Spectre Monster at the same time. People know I'm with John now and I know I have a rather massive fan club," Jane said and Chirum chuckled.
"Very true, forums are explosive, many have pointed out this connection. I personally suspect the Mindoir monument was defaced by a Merc team passing through and not Mindoir citizens," Chirum said and Jane nodded.
"I will try to keep John occupied with other things but as far as I know, he doesn't have a lot of time to play on the extranet anyway and neither of us have been big about searching ourselves," Jane said. "Thank you, Chirum."
“Always happy to help. Between us, your brother very impressive. Would be happy to work with him, as would many others. You should be proud.” Chirum said before disconnecting.
Jane sighed as she looked at the wall for a moment. She quickly opened an extranet browser and typed in 'John Shepard Spectre Monster' after about ten minutes she closed it and tried to cool her biotics down as she walked to the Normandy. She would be calling in more than a few favors. Thank God she had made so many friends in academia, they were good with tech.
~*TF*~
“I’m sorry we didn’t go right to flotilla Tali,” John said as they took a break from reviewing legal procedures on Quarian trials. “We’re heading there as soon we’re done here.” Tali nodded and opened the port on her helmet to slip the last piece of her lunch in. It closed with a snap and John watched in fascinated amusement. He was always impressed by Quarian ingenuity, to be trapped in suits but still have a way to ingest food and sanitize it in their helmets.
“I sent a message to the fleet that we would be there soon. They accepted it as my mission running longer than expected,” Tali said. She glanced down at her datapad. “Do you think you have a grasp of our basics?”
“I think so but I doubt I’ll need it. Captain Kar’Danna will be your advocate, right?” John confirmed and Tali nodded.
“They just may ask you to speak in witness to what I have done for you on missions.” Tali noted and John grinned at her.
“What you’ve done is kickass, save a lot of lives and been a damn good friend.” John said and Tali’s head titled just a bit in what John knew was her blushing. Something he was starting to enjoy making her do.
“John, I, that is, well what I want to ask, I mean say is-” Tali was cut off as the door to John’s cabin chimed. “Bosh'tet!”
“That must be Legion, I asked him to come up about now,” John said, getting up to let the Geth in.
“John you asked it to come up?” Tali exclaimed as John let the Geth into his quarters.
“John-Spectre has requested our assistance in regards to Creator-Tali’Zorah’s social upheaval,” Legion explained.
“John how can it help save me from exile?” Tali demanded. John watched her get up and glare at the Geth platform. “What do you want to do, bring it on board the Rayya?”
“Wait, wait Tali calm down,” John said stepping between them. Tali glared at him before the tension left her pose. “Look I know you’re upset over what’s happening but I’ve been talking to Legion and I’ve learned a lot from talking to him. I consider him a friend just like I do you and I convinced him to share something with you that may help.”
“What can it tell me that might help my standing with Admiralty board?” Tali demanded. John stepped back and gestured at Legion to speak. The Geth’s head panels shifted a bit before it spoke.
“John-Spectre has been talking with us about the Morning War and our actions since. We have revealed our intentions to create a megastructure. The closest analogue you have is a Dyson sphere. When completed, we will all upload to it. He also seemed excited by the prospect that we have no platforms on the creator home world other than maintenance and repair from the Morning War.” Legion explained and Tali jerked.
“Wait what? You haven’t settled on Rannoch?” Tali exclaimed. Legion did not move except a few twitches of its head plates.
“We reside in space stations in orbit and throughout the Perseus Veil. We mine asteroids for resources, it is most efficient for our goals,” Legion explained. “We have also repaired the creator’s home world. It is at approximately at ninety-five percent completion. Creator’s could easily re-inhabit the home world with minimum of adjustment.” Tali rocked back as if she was struck and staggered back to sit on John’s couch with a loud thump.
“Would you really let us re-settle the home world?” Tali gasped. Legion nodded and gestured with its hand.
“Eventually. We request dialogue with the creators. Shepard-Commander has convinced us that merely ignoring the creators would invite conflict. Creators wish to return to their home world. Geth wish for sharing of all thought. Our goals do not need to be exclusive to our peoples. Shepard-Commander has pointed out that organic fear started the Morning War and has quoted human philosophers that ‘knowledge eliminates fear’. We wish to eliminate the organic fear Creators feel. In return for our actions Shepard-Commander has agreed to help us with information we discovered while linked with the Collector ship,” Legion explained. Tali stared at him before slowly looking at John.
“Tali if your people attack many of them will die. Legion and Geth know that for every Geth that dies they lose intelligence. If you take proposal from the Geth to the Admiralty Board for peace talks your people could go home without firing a single shot.” John explained. “Would a traitor bring something like that to them? As a Spectre I could help mediate the talks.”
“John, I, this is…I don’t know what to say!” Tali exclaimed wringing her hands. John laughed and took a datapad Legion handed him with the Geth’s offering. He held it out to Tali.
“You say yes Tali,” John said warmly, “Legion has agreed to shut himself down as a sign of trust so he won’t know where the fleet is. He left information on there for the board to contact the Geth if they want to do this.”
Tali stared at John and slowly reached out to take the datapad.
~*TF*~
Grunt rushed at Jane and she used a push to send her up and over the krogan. He grabbed for her leg, but with a twist, she used his developing hump to pull herself onto his back. Her arm pressed to the back of his skull.
"Damn it!" he snarled happily as Jane clung to his back. She waited and he chuckled. "I give."
"That's right," Jane stated and he grinned.
"You were taunting me with that leg," he stated and Jane nodded.
"People who know how to take down krogan with the decapping maneuver do that if they are agile enough. Not every person who can decap can do it though, but you can probably guess those that are early in a fight. If you see a leg like that, don't go for it, drop down and try to twist, if you do that, they can't turn fast enough midair without using your body. A shotgun blast can end that," Jane explained and Grunt stared at her.
"Shot gun wouldn't stop you," he pointed out.
"But it might stop someone like Thane. My barriers are better than Thane's," Jane pointed out and Grunt nodded. This had been a good distraction from the stress of the day.
"Wanna go more?" Grunt asked and Jane laughed.
"Nah, had enough for today. I'm going to shower and get dinner," she stated as she headed to the elevator. It was relaxing to take a hot shower before heading over and getting one of Gardner's biotic friendly meals.
She was eating her "beef" stew happily when Garrus sat down across from her with his Turian friendly...
"So, come here often?" he asked and Jane nearly choked on a potato at the sudden bad pick up line.
"Joker?" Jane asked as she wiped a tear from her eye with a smile. Garrus looked flustered.
"I thought of that one on my own so you know," he stated and Jane shook her head.
"Should have blamed Joker," she said and he huffed. "Is that anywhere close to okay for you?" Garrus looked at the grey meat on his plate, the vomit green...sauce...was upsetting.
"It...doesn't look like what it is supposed to be...but the taste...is close..." Garrus stated.
"We need to get you the Turian equivalent of ketchup or hot sauce or something," Jane sighed.
"It's really not that hard to make dextro food," he sighed and Jane smiled at him.
"I know a couple recipes," Jane said and Garrus gave her a look. "Ganar mission, Aelaxos. We were stuck on sentry duty for a few days, we ended up comparing recipes. You guys have seared pullum...I switched it over into a killer fried chicken recipe." Garrus laughed.
"My mother's recipe is the best," he bragged.
"Nice try, Vakarian, Aelaxos already told me every turian says that," Jane shot back and he laughed as they had dinner together.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 12th, 2186 CE
Location: Vallhallan Threshold, Raheel-Leyya, Docking With the Rayya
“This is Tali'Zorah vas Neema nar Rayya requesting permission to dock with the Rayya,” Tali said as Jane came up behind John as Tali paced behind Joker who was piloting towards the Quarian fleet. Jane glanced at the two wondering what was going on. John seemed to be smiling a lot and Tali had been practically walking with a bounce in her step. Jane was worried John had gotten her hopes up falsely about her trial but John was playing it pretty close to the vest. When she’d asked him what he was planning he had said it was entirely up to Tali and Tali hadn’t wanted talk about it except that she was hoping it worked.
“Legion was turned off shortly before we hit the relay,” Jane muttered to John and he nodded. Jane eyed her brother who seemed up beat. So far she had successfully kept him in the dark. She hoped being this far out would help. “Want to tell me about this favor he mentioned you owed him?”
“Later, after we help Tali. We’re heading for it right after this,” John explained and Jane frowned.
“Why won’t you tell me about it?” Jane asked. John glanced at her as the Quarians responded to Tali’s calls. The look he was giving her annoyed her. It was the look he shot her when he thought she was whining. She hadn’t seen that in years and she didn't appreciate being kept in the dark...but she was keeping a whopper from John...so she deserved his ribbing.
“Let’s just say I want to prove I can do something good for the Council,” John said, turning back to Tali. “Without my little sister’s help.” Jane pulled back on that, he was the hero of Elysium, she was the Terror of the Hegemony, she was the one always getting her people killed. Her mind went to the extranet smear...Jacob died during that. Maybe John was feeling the weight of that loss. Jane knew about loss, but John shouldn't feel in her shadow, lord knows, her poor leadership brought more of her men to their deaths...she shook her head, she didn't need to keep going over those old wounds. Cerberus was behind Akuze and no one could lead everyone out of a Thresher Maw nest. She had accepted that, she will accept this.
"You take point, I've got your six," Jane sighed.
“After time adrift among open stars, along tides of light and through shoals of dust, I will return to where I began,” Tali said drawing Jane’s attention to her.
“That was beautiful,” Jane murmured and John nodded in agreement.
“Permission granted. Welcome home, Tali'Zorah,” The Quarian controller stated.
“We'd like a security and quarantine team to meet us. Our ship is not clean,” Tali explained. There was short pause.
“Understood. Approach exterior docking cradle 17.” He said before comms cut off. Tali sighed and they headed for the airlock. A few minutes later they were docked and heading into the Rayya. The Quarian decon procedures were so strong John felt his skin tingle under his armor. As they headed in the captain, Kar’Danna, met them at the airlock.
“Captain Shepard. Tali'Zorah told me a lot about you. I wish we could be meeting under more pleasant circumstances,” he greeted them.
“Tali helped the Normandy’s crew out of many difficult situations and she’s a dear friend,” John said. “I’m glad to help her out in any way I can.”
“I understand. As the commander of the vessel she serves on, your voice carries weight,” Kar’Danna explained and John nodded remembering the brief Tali had given him as the Captain turned to face Tali. “I wish I could do more to help, Tali. The trial requires that I be officially neutral, but... I'm here, if you need to talk. They're charging you with bringing active geth into the Fleet as part of a secret project.”
“That’s insane!” Tali exclaimed. “I never brought active Geth onboard. I only sent parts and pieces.”
“Tali would never endanger the fleet!” Jane exclaimed, surprised.
“Technically, I'm under orders to place Tali'Zorah under arrest pending the hearing. So, Tali... you're confined to this ship until this trial is over,” Kar’Danna said regretfully.
“Thank you, Captain,” Tali said quietly exchanging a glance with John.
“Preparations got underway as soon as you arrived. The hearing's being held in the garden plaza. Good luck,” he said, stepping back to let them pass. John sighed and led the way. He overheard others whispering about Tali as they moved down the halls and John hoped she was ignoring it. As they were nearing the plaza two Quarians were talking and Tali moved ahead to greet them. One of them moved away but the other woman turned to greet them.
“Tali'Zorah vas Normandy. I am glad you came. I could delay them only so long,” she said demurely. Tali spread her arms and hugged the woman.
“Auntie Raan! Shepard vas Normandy, this is Admiral Shala'Raan vas Tonbay. She's a friend of my father's.” Tali introduced them after finishing the hug. She froze as what the Admiral said sunk in. “Wait. Raan, you called me "vas Normandy.”
“I'm afraid I did, Tali. The Admiralty Board moved to have you tried under that name, given your departure from the Neema,’ Raan explained and John jolted. Jane even picked that up, quarians were very specific about their names.
“They can do that?” Jane questioned, her tension high. This was bad and judging by Tali and John's body language, not according to plan.
“They stripped me of my ship name. That's as good as declaring me exiled already,” Tali cried.
“So Admiral Rael excused himself I imagine. What will your role be Admiral?” John asked his mind awhirl. If Tali was Vas Normandy that meant he had to speak for her. That changed their plans a bit.
“For my part, I moderate and ensure that the rules of protocol are followed, but I have no vote in the judgment.” Raan explained before turning to Tali. “It’s not over yet Tali. You have friends who still know you as Tali'Zorah vas Neema... whatever we must call you legally.”
“I guess we should get started. As Captain of the Normandy I reaffirm that I will speak for Tali.” John said formally. Jane realized Tali had prepped John for this and he was sliding right in. Jane nodded in approval as they were shown in. He was going to either be great or turn them on heads, maybe even both.
“This Conclave is brought to order. Blessed are the ancestors who kept us alive, sustained us, and enabled us to reach this season. Keelah se'lai,” Raan said and all the Quarians repeated the last bit before sitting. John and Tali remained standing before the Admiralty board as Jane lingered in the back. She figured the Council might appreciate a message later about current Quarian politics. “The accused, Tali'Zorah vas Normandy, has come with her captain to defend herself against the charge of treason.”
“Objection! A human has no business at a hearing involving such sensitive military matters!” The middle Admiral cried out.
“Then you should not have declared Tali crew of the Normandy, Admiral Koris. By right as Tali's captain, Shepard must stay.” Admiral Raan retorted.
“Objection withdrawn,” Admiral Koris bit out.
“Shepard vas Normandy, your crew member Tali'Zorah stands accused of treason. Will you speak for her?” Admiral Raan asked and John stepped forward.
“I do but in her heart she remains Tali 'Zorah vas Neema, a proud member of the Migrant Fleet. I regret that her captain is forbidden to stand at her side today.” John stated. Admiral Koris jerked and glared at John.
“Nobody has been forbidden from anything! It is a simple-” Admiral Koris snarled, beginning to go into a long winded rant.
“Lie to them if you must, Zaal'Koris, but don't lie to me and expect me to stay silent! The human is right!” The other male Admiral, Admiral Gerrel if John remember his brief correctly, cut in.
“Admirals, please. Shepard's willingness to represent Tali'Zorah in this hearing is appreciated.” Raan cut them off. “Tali, you are accused of bringing active geth to the Migrant Fleet. What say you?”
“How could she have brought Geth back to the fleet while serving on the Normandy?” John jumped in, trying to trip them up.
“To clarify, Shepard, Tali isn't accused of bringing back entire units -- only parts that could spontaneously reactivate.” The last Admiral, Admiral Xan explained.
“But I would never send active geth to the Fleet! Everything I sent was disabled and harmless!” Tali explained.
“Then explain how geth seized the lab ship where your father was working!” Admiral Koris sneered. The assembled quarians began muttering amongst themselves and John blinked.
“What are you talking about? What happened?” Tali demanded. Soon the crowd died down at Raan’s calls for order before Admiral Gerrel spoke up.
“As far as we can tell Tali, the geth killed everyone on the Alarei, your father included.” He said gently.
“What? Oh Keelah…” Tali moaned and John stepped forward.
“I appreciate the need for this trial Admirals, but right now our first concern must be the safety of the Migrant Fleet. The Normandy stands ready to assist in whatever capacity you need.” John offered. This was getting out of hand fast.
“Thank you. Quarian strike teams have attempted to retake the ship, so far without success.” Admiral Raan explained.
“Shepard, we have to take back the Alarei!” Tali pleaded and John nodded in agreement.
“The safest course would be to simply destroy the ship. But if you are looking for an honorable death instead of exile...” Admiral Koris chimed in.
“I'm looking for my father, you bosh'tet!” Tali shouted at him and Jane smirked at that, glad her helmet made her mouth less than visible.
“Easy, easy,” John murmured placing hand on Tali’s arm.
“You intend to retake the Alarei from the geth? This proposal is extremely dangerous.” Raan said.
“With your permission Admirals, yes. The good of the fleet must come first, and Tali needs to find her father.” John explained.
“Agreed. And if you die on this worthy mission, Tali, we will see that your name is cleared of these charges,” Admiral Gerrel exclaimed.
“We can discuss that later,” Admiral Koris said.
“Then it is decided. You will attempt to retake the Alarei.” Admiral Raan said. “You are hereby given leave to depart the Rayya. A shuttle will be waiting at the secondary docking hangar. Be safe, Tali. This hearing will resume upon your return, or upon determination that you have been killed in action.”
John exchanged a look with Tali and they immediately headed off. That had so not gone according to plan.
~*TF*~
"Wait, don't leave just yet," Jane stated and the two paused. "Work the room."
"You don't play politics..." John started.
"I had to get better since my more charismatic brother left. While I'm no social butterfly, I know when to tip my hat to my allies," Jane pointed out some familiar suits. "That's the kid you got the first evidence of Collectors from right?
"How did you know that?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"I read the Cerberus report. I felt guilty, I asked Tali and the Fleet to send their kids to our colonies on a hunch. It was my fault the kid got messed up, I should know his damn name," Jane said and John nodded at that logic.
"Making a good point, but how did you know?" John asked.
"Not gonna lie, put a program on my Kuwashii," Jane said pointing at her visor. "Gives me name tags if the users are actively tied to extranet, lucky for me, almost all quarians are when on their ships." Tali seemed stunned. "Why are you looking surprised, you were the one the recommended the program to me?"
"I thought you weren't listening," Tali confessed.
"We need to work the room," Jane stated and they went to talk to Victor who was clearly on Team Tali. It made Jane's skin crawl to see Admiral Xen more into the politics than the future of the individuals. Not a quarian Jane wanted to encounter much. As much as Xen was a disappointment, it was a pleasure to see Kal'Reegar again.
"Kal, nice to see you alive," Jane said after Tali greeted him.
"Ma'am, still living risky?" he asked and Jane winced.
"Comms stay on," she confessed and he nodded.
"You watching Tali's back?" he asked and Jane looked to John.
"I'm not the captain of the Normandy, but I'm watching out for her. She's one of the few friends I've kept over the last couple years, can't let her down when she needs me," Jane said and Kal seemed pleased.
"She needs friends now," he said and John and Tali started to walk away. Jane noticed the angle of Kal's head.
"If you don't mind me saying, Kal, you miss 100% of the shots you never take," Jane stated and Kal's head jerked up.
"Don't know what you mean, ma'am," he said and Jane chuckled.
"Don't try to play it off on a sniper who knows angles, soldier," Jane shot back and the little button on his helmet flickered. "Between the two of us. Tali's going to need a good friend...romantically even...relatively soon." Kal was looking at how Tali and John were speaking to Admiral Raan.
"She looks like she has one chosen," he stated and Jane shook her head.
"I thought you knew body posture better than that," she replied and Kal stared. "She's going to be heartbroken relatively soon."
"Is he..." Kal started sounding agitated and Jane held up a hand.
"Humans males have this problem, they will tell a person that they have no romantic feelings while performing actions that give the impression of romantic feelings," Jane explained, really hoping she was right about her brother and Tali. "John is in a very serious relationship with an asari." Kal looked at her and then seemed thoughtful.
"I think I understand," he said.
"I'll be there for Tali, but a quarian friend might go further than a human related to the id...the offending gentleman," Jane explained and Kal nodded.
"I'm reading you, ma'am," he said and Jane nodded as she headed after Tali and John who were moving towards Admiral Gerrel, who turned out to be Team Tali as well. Jane couldn't help liking Admiral Gerrel, he sounded like someone she could be friends with.
"You believe I'm innocent, don't you, Admiral?" Tali asked Gerrel and it was clear from his body posture that he was confident.
"I know you and your father. You've put too much of yourselves into this fleet to do anything to jeopardize our safety. And you're both smart enough not to make mistakes like the ones they're saying you made," Gerrel said before giving them a good run down on the situation. He didn't expect survivors and Tali took exception to that. As she barked at Gerrel, John went to move towards, Tali and Jane moved in his way. Jane wanted to see Gerrel's reactions. "I know that, Tali. But if Shala hadn't suggested you might volunteer, we'd already have destroyed the Alarei. That's where we stand." Jane and John shared a look. Shala and Gerrel had allowed this to be a path for Tali to clear her name. The twins' eyes narrowed, they were going to take that opportunity.
"How did you know Rael?" John asked and Gerrel chuckled.
"We served together on the gunship Yaska during a bad batarian raid. We were kids, serving pre-Pilgrimage as trainees. A crew of ten, and six were dead. Kinetic barriers were down. Rael and I were alone on the bridge, and the batarians had drawn off a tramp fighter," Gerrel said in the way of an old soldier telling a good story.
"Did you save the freighter?" Jane asked.
"Our ship was under order to hold position. But Rael looked at me and said, 'We're underage. They can't charge us for breaking formation.' He took the helm, I took the weapons, and we brought that freighter back. The crew called us heroes. The brass called us idiots. They slapped medals on our suits, then kicked us off to Pilgrimage a bit earlier than usual. That's Rael for you," Gerrel chuckled.
"Sounds like you two were a hell of a team," Jane commented and Gerrel chuckled. There was little humor, both Jane and Gerrel suspected that Rael was gone...Tali had hope and John was supporting her, so he wouldn't reveal his thoughts at all.
"Thank you, Admiral," Tali said before they headed over to Koris. Jane avoided speaking to the man...she found him unpleasant.
~*~*~
The shuttle ride over to the Alarei was quick and as soon as they exited hatch corpses and the signs of battle were evident.
John and Tali stayed close and Jane kept the six as they entered the first room. A living chamber with beds and kitchen. Two geth were active and quickly taken out. Not fast enough as more units entered, but it was easy to take them out. Jane put singularities in the only entrance and any geth with shielding high enough were quickly met with either Tali's drone or John's shotgun. The previous marines had probably dropped the numbers of geth, but the geth could probably use old units to make functional ones. The onslaught paused.
"They'll want us to move into a different place to try again," Tali theorized and the Shepards nodded. It was a likely result. "There's a log here." As Tali played it, the story of the Alarei began.
"Something's slowing down the systems. We're taking down the firewalls to rebalance load distribution. Rael'Zorah ordered us to bypass standard safeties. Following security protocols will take too long," the quarian on the log explained and Tali shook her head.
"Dangerous..." she whispered and Jane worried about what else they would learn. The hallway was empty and they entered room to see a storage unit.
"This is one of the storage units I sent to Father," Tali explained. John and Jane shared a look, if this was the standard unit size of what Tali was sending back...there was no way she was sending a full geth unit, even when they retracted into their smaller sizes like what Benezia had used on Noveria. "Looks like parts from a disabled repair drone, plus a reflex algorithm that I didn't recognize. I got this on Haestrom.”
"What made a part worth sending back to your father?" Jane asked.
"It had to be in working order. Something that could be analyzed and integrated into other technology," Tali said. Nothing new for quarian operating procedure. "Anything new had priority. Technology the geth had developed themselves. Signs of modification, clues to their thinking."
"Does that salvaged gear give you a clue as to what happened here?" John asked and Tali shook her head.
"No. I don't know. Shepard, I checked everything I sent here. I passed up great finds because they might be too dangerous, prone to uncontrolled reactivation or self-repair," Tali explained and John placed a hand on her shoulder. Tali visibly relaxed and Jane bit her tongue. "I don't know which possibility is worse; that I got sloppy and sent something dangerous, or that Father actually did all this." They continued on to find another log.
"Who's running this system diagnostic? I didn't authorize...oh, Keelah. How many geth are networked?" a female quarian asked.
"All of them, Rael'Zorah-" the male replied.
"Shut it down! Shut everything down! They're in the system!" the female cried before the log ended and the group shared a look.
"Keelah..." Tali whispered. It did not look good for Rael. They continued on and the geth tried to get the team again, but a fortunate choke point allowed the team to confront the geth on a stair way. Jane's singularities worked as a great stopping and slowing point while Tali and John kept them back. Jane played the next log.
"We locked down navigation. Weapons are offline. Our mistake won't endanger the Fleet. They're burning through the door. I don't have much time. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Jona, if you get this, be strong for Daddy. Mommy loves you very much!" the female quarian confessed before the sounds of geth and gunfire. Jane stared at the screen before downloading the log onto her omni-tool.
"We don't have to do that you know," John said and Jane gave him a look.
"Jona and his father don't need to wait for the Alarei to be cleaned before knowing," Jane said.
"You don't mean to..." John said and Jane gave him a look.
"I was planning on giving this directly to the Admirals," Jane explained and John nodded.
They ended up in a research area when geth entered through two doors.
"Tali and I have left!" John shouted and Jane focused on the right. Singularity in the door and then sniper fire through the units. They were decimating the units. If they could get choke points like this, it would be easy. Thankfully the earlier waves of marines probably brought the number of functional units down. The primes made the fight a little harder, but it was a good sign that they were only seeing the primes now, the geth were desperate. Once they left the room they found a console.
"This console might have something. Most of the data is corrupted, but a few bits are left," Tali commented before working on her omni-tool. "They were performing experiments on geth systems, looking for new ways to overcome geth resistance to reprogramming."
"Did you know what kind of tests your father was running?" John asked and Tali shook her head.
"No. Father just told me to send back any geth technology I could find that wasn't a direct danger to the Fleet. I suspected he might be testing weapons, but I thought he was just working on new ways to bypass shields or armor," Tali said, sounding so confused. It hurt Jane to her the uncertainty in her friend's voice.
"Could any of that data clear your name?" John asked.
"Doubtful. This is mostly results data. Effects of different disruptive hacking techniques. I don't understand all of it. But...they may have been activating the geth deliberately. I don't know. Nothing here says specifically. But if they were...then Father was doing something terrible," Tali said, staring at the screen. "What was all this, Father? You promised you'd build me a house on the homeworld. Was this going to bring us back home?" John moved to comfort Tali, but Jane backed up, looking down the hallway in case geth came. Now would be the worse time for an ambush.
The next room was awful, too open, a desperate wave of geth. It was bad and their shields were the only thing protecting the group from falling. After what felt like hours, they headed down. Another log.
"First entry: Our hacking attempts failed. The geth have an adaptive consciousness. Hack one process, and the others auto-correct. Still, we're making progress. Rael'Zorah is convinced we'll have a viable system in less than a year. This weapon will put our people back on the homeworld. And it's all because of Rael'Zorah," the female quarian said happily. She was probably somewhere on the ship dead now. Jane shook her head as they entered the next area to find a quarian body. Tali cried out and Jane's heart dropped even though she was prepared for this.
"Father!" Tali cried kneeling by the body. "No, no, no! You always had a plan. Masked life signs, or, or an onboard medical stasis program, maybe. You! You wouldn't...They're wrong! You wouldn't just die like this! You wouldn't leave me to clean up your mess! You can't!" Tears pricked at Jane's eyes. She knew the feeling of seeing your parents dead in a horrible mess. Too familiar and the pain hit hard.
“Hey. Hey, come here.” John said, helping Tali up and hugged her tightly. “It’s alright, I’m here. I’ll always be here.” Jane closed her eyes at that, John used to say that to her when she woke in their room in the middle of the night when they were kids. Her nightmares had always seemed so bad but with her brother he seemed like he could keep them away. It had been a hard lesson to learn that people leave...even if said brother had come back.
“Damn it! Damn it I’m sorry,” Tali cried and John rubbed her back.
“You've got nothing to be sorry about.” John soothed. Tali took a deep breath and sniffled before pulling away.
“Maybe... He would have known I'd come. Maybe he left a message,” Tali said moving toward her father and checking his omni-tool. After working she got a message from him to play.
“Tali. If you are listening, then I am dead. The geth have gone active. I don't have much time. Their main hub will be on the bridge. You'll need to destroy it to stop their VI processes from forming new neural links. Make sure Han'Gerrel and Daro'Xen see the data. They must-” the message cut off with a crackle.
“Thanks Dad,” Tali whispered.
“He knew you'd come for him. He was trying to help you. It's not perfect. It's not what you wanted. But it's the best he could do.” John said coming up next to her and placing a hand on her shoulder Tali sniffed but got up.
“I don't know what's worse: thinking he never really cared, or thinking that he did, and that this was the only way he could show it.” Tali bit out. She pulled her shotgun free and checked the heat sink. “It doesn't matter. One way or the other, I cared. And I'm here. And we're ending this.”
The team headed up the stairs they found a precious few geth units still standing and these guys had the shields. Jane was quick to wear them down, throwing warps. John and Tali kept up the firing while Jane's biotics came down full force. Hopefully all the training with Jack, Grunt, and Samara was paying off as Jane slammed the prime into the floor, knocking parts off with the force. They approached the console the geth were monitoring.
"This console is linked to the main hub Father mentioned. Disabling it shut down any geth we missed. It looks like some of the recordings remained intact. They'll tell us how this happened, what father did.
"You sound like you don't really want to hear it," Jane stated, a hand on Tali's shoulder.
"No. We have to, I know. I just...this is terrible, Shepard. I don't want to know what he was part of this," Tali confessed before she activated the log.
"Do we have enough parts to bring more online?" Rael asked.
"Yes. The new shipment from your daughter will let us add two more geth to the network," a male quarian said.
"We're nearing a breakthrough on system viral attacks. Perhaps we should inform the Admiralty Board, just to be safe," a female quarian proposed.
"No. We're too close. I promised to build my daughter a house on the homeworld. I'm not going to sit and wait while the politicians argue," Rael said.
"We'd have an easier time of it if Tali'Zorah could send back more working material," the male quarian added.
"Absolutely not. I don't want Tali exposed to any political blowback," Rael demanded. "Leave Tali'Zorah out of this. Assemble new geth with what we have. Bypass security protocols if need be." The video ended.
"It sounds like he was doing this for you," John stated and Jane fought the urge to smack her brother. Yeah, exactly what Tali wanted to hear right now.
"I never wanted this, Shepard. Keelah, I never wanted this," Tali said in a tone that spoke of pure heartbreak. "Everything here is his fault! I tried to pretend it didn't point to him, but this...When this comes up in the trial, they'll...We can't tell them, not the admirals, not anyone."
"Tali, without this evidence, you're looking at exile!" John whispered.
"You think I don't know that? You think I want to live knowing that I can never see the Fleet again?" Tali asked. "But I can't go back into that room and say that my father was the worst war criminal in our people's history. I cannot."
"We're not going to decide anything here. Let's see what the admirals say once we get back," Jane interjected.
"You're my captain in this hearing, Shepard. It's your decision. But please. Don't destroy what my father was," Tali said to John. "Come on. If we wait too long, they'll decide we're already dead, and none of this will matter."
"It's be a shame if a wiping program was lose on the Alarei when we go," Jane said on her comm, switched to private to Tali. As Jane took lead with John behind her, Tali paused before playing on her omni-tool and quickly following the two Shepards.
~*TF*~
“Jesus Christ!” Jane exclaimed as they entered the airlock and they heard the Admirals meeting echoing down the halls. “They already resumed the trial. We’ve only been gone four hours!”
“Come on, let’s move,” John said moving them down the halls at a brisk pace. They headed quickly into the garden plaza and Tali strode up to the dais. Jane moved to take a seat at the top of the steps for the show.
“Sorry we’re late,” Tali drawled and John smirked.
“Tali'Zorah vas Normandy saved the Alarei. She just proved her loyalty to the Quarian people.” John said.
“Her loyalty was never in doubt. Only her judgment.” Admiral Koris noted.
“Perhaps Tali'Zorah can offer something to encourage more trust in her judgment.” Admiral Raan noted.
“Did you find anything on the Alarei that could clarify what happened there?” Admiral Gerrel inquired and Tali shot John a pleading look.
“John, please…” Tali begged as he moved forward.
"Does Captain Shepard have any new evidence to submit to this hearing?" Admiral Raan asked.
“Tali helped me defeat Saren and the geth at the Citadel. That should be all the evidence you need. But if you want more, I can present the Normandy, which Tali also saved from geth forces, even though it's too quiet for her to sleep well.” John snarked.
“We still don’t know what happened on the Alarei!” Admiral Koris snapped.
“No, Admiral, you don't. But you gave her my name. I'm her captain. I trust her with my life, and I'm telling you that she's innocent.” John snapped back. “You're not really interested in Tali, are you? This trial isn't about her. It's about the geth.”
“How dare you-” Admiral Koris snarled but John cut him off.
“You want people to sympathize with them! Han'Gerrel wants to go to war! None of you care about Tali! Tali'Zorah saved the Citadel! She saved the Alarei! She showed the galaxy the value of the quarian people. I can't think of stronger evidence than that!” John snapped and the crowd cheered. As he stepped back the Admirals all exchanged glances with one another.
“Are the Admirals prepared to render their judgement?” Admiral Raan asked. John watched as they each inputted their decision into their omni-tools and Raan’s screen lit up with the results.
“Tali'Zorah, in light of your history of service, we do not find sufficient evidence to convict. You are cleared of all charges.” Admiral Raan declared and Tali breathed a deep sigh of relief. “Shepard vas Normandy, the Fleet appreciates the passion and honor with which you represented one of our people.”
“With all due respect Admirals I didn’t represent one of your people, I represented one of mine.” John stated.
“This hearing is concluded. Go in peace, Tali-Zorah vas Normandy. Keelah se’lai.” Admiral Raan said and the crowd began to break up.
‘Now,’ John thought and moved forward.
“Admirals,” John spoke loudly. They paused as they were leaving the dias. “Under my authority as a Spectre for the Citadel Council I request to brief you regarding security of your fleet with Tali-Zorah vas Normandy as my technical advisor. Spectre Jane Shepard will witness such.” The Captains began to chatter excitedly amongst themselves.
“You have no authority to request such from us!” Admiral Koris exclaimed.
“He said as a Spectre not as a captain Admiral,” Admiral Raan stated. “Under that title he does.”
“Very well. There is a secure conference room not far from here. Follow us,” Admiral Xen said and lead the way. Jane hurried to catch up and as she followed she watch Tali reach out and take John’s hand. He squeezed it reassuringly as they followed the Admirals into the conference room. Guards took up position outside and they entered. The Admirals positioned themselves on one side so John stood across from them. He withdrew five datapads from his belt pouch and placed them on the table before them.
“Please read this Admirals and everything will become clear as to the purpose to this meeting.” John explained. Jane took the extra pad obviously meant for Tali’s father. As she read she felt shock and surprise fill her but that couldn't keep her from grinning.
“This is outrageous!” Admiral Gerrel exclaimed tossing the datapad onto the conference table. “Geth terms of peace? Board boundaries? Trade proposals?! TERMS OF RESUMING SERVICE AND ASSOCIATED PAY?!”
“Fascinating. They seem to evolving themselves into a singular body.” Admiral Xen noted.
“How is this possible?” Admiral Raan said in awe.
“During one of our earlier mission we ran into a Geth unit,” John explained. “One of my crewmen is that Geth platform. He is designated as Legion. I have spoken to him when I get the chance, gotten to know him. I believe they genuinely want peace with you.”
“This, why did you not present this during your trial?” Admiral Koris and Tali huffed.
“I was being accused of bringing active Geth back to the fleet and endangering your all. What would you have done if we presented this now in an open conclave? I would have been exiled on the spot!”
“Admirals, I realize after recent events this is huge shock but think about this. You could have Rannoch back without firing a shot, without a single lost ship. By this time next month you could be home.” Jane spoke up shooting her brother a proud look.
“I don’t think we will move that fast Spectre Jane Shepard. We shall discuss this with all serious thought. Thank you for bringing this to our attention Spectre Shepard.” Admiral Raan said. “If there’s nothing more we’d like to discuss this in private and I’m sure you have a mission to resume.”
“We do Admirals,” John acknowledged. “I hope you make the right decision.” As they were leaving Raan stopped Tali and John noticed Jane speaking to Gerrel before sending him something from her omni-tool. Tali hugged the woman to her tightly and John grinned at what he heard.
“You are wonderful, my dear girl. Thank you.”
“I love you, Auntie.”
~*TF*~
"Pretty sneaky there," Jane stated as they sat in the transport shuttle and John smirked.
"Thank you," he said and Jane smiled, looking at nothing.
"You may have ended a two hundred year war," Jane stated with a smile. While she couldn't tell John about this, she was damn sure going to let the Council know that if this happened, it was fully done by Spectre John Shepard and her name wasn't going anywhere on the fucking record. She looked at John as he and Tali spoke. However, Tali needed to be talked to, this was going to be fucking awkward.
A few minutes late they were exiting the shuttle and in the elevator. Tali exited first in Engineering before Jane stopped John from hitting her floor. She hit his room.
"What?" he asked.
"We need to talk," Jane said and he gave her a look. Once the elevator was moving again she spoke. "It's about Tali."
"We did a great job, she's safe," John said and Jane sighed.
"John, you know how some men say one thing but because they are naturally protective and kind and supportive, people sometimes don't believe them when they say they have no romantic feelings?" Jane stated and he stared at her. The door opened and they entered. John started to remove his armor as Jane leaned against the wall.
"Be blunt, you're better at that," John said and Jane rolled her eyes.
"Does Tali know you and Liara are still going strong?" Jane asked and John blinked.
"I broke it to her," he said.
"Did you?" Jane asked before pulling up some of her footage from her visor onto her omni-tool. It was John and Tali speaking to Raan. Tali was leaning into John and his shoulder was bumping into hers. It was supporting, but with her body posture looked different.
"Oh..." John said and Jane nodded.
"And you just saved her from exile while keeping her father from being labeled a war criminal," Jane said, putting down her cards and John looked thoughtful. "I'm not saying you're the bad guy or you are doing anything wrong. You are being you, however, you are a kind, supportive, heroic man who has a woman he is madly in love with not on the ship and you just played the role of a very heroic captain in the eyes of a young quarian woman...who is very clearly infatuated with you. I know I'm blindsiding you with this, so I'll leave it at that. You need to break it to Tali clearly the truth between you."
"Thanks, Jane," John said and Jane nodded as she headed to the elevator. "It's good to have my baby sister watching out for me."
"Only by fourteen minutes," Jane shot back as the elevator closed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 13th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
“Do you think they’ll vote for it?” John asked Tali and she sighed. Jane noticed that Tali was still chipper a clear sign she and John had not had a bitter talk.
“Keelah, I hope so,” Tali mused. “The problem is the board in unbalanced after my father died. It take months to appoint another. Auntie Raan is admiral of the Patrol Fleet, Koris is in charge of the Civilian Fleet, Gerrel of the Heavy Fleet and Xen is in charge of the Special Projects ships. My father was Admiral of Mediation. He was formerly Admiral of the Special Projects but after Admiral Koolat retired he took his place. In the events of arguments and ties he would be the deciding factor.”
“And without that the Admirals have no guidance,” John noted and Tali sighed.
“It's actually worse than that, John. The heavy fleet makes up forty percent of the fleet and only the civilian fleet comes close. So if the heavy fleet decides against the board to do something it could drag the others along.” Tali noted.
“And Han’Gerrel wants war,” Jane said leaning back in her chair. “Shit.”
“That about sums it up,” Tali agreed.
“So where are we heading, John?” Jane asked and John sighed.
“Legion discovered when they were interfaced with the Collector ship the Heretic Geth are working on a virus to rewrite the Geth to agree with them with Reaper codes. We’re heading for a Heretic station to destroy the virus.” John said the ladies stared at him.
“What?” Tali exclaimed and Jane rubbed her temples.
“You didn’t mention it earlier because if the Quarians learned of it they would attack immediately,” Jane reasoned and John nodded.
‘It’s Legion’s price. If we help them, it proves peace with the Quarians is possible.” John said and Jane nodded.
“It’s good to know even the Geth know tit for tat,” Jane mused.
~*TF*~
The Normandy approached the geth station. This time it was the Shepards and Legion on the bridge with Joker. The pilot was not pleased.
"You know it's just our heat emissions that are hidden, right? They can look out a window and see us coming," Joker pointed out and Jane nodded at that assessment.
"Windows are structural weaknesses. Geth do not use them. Approach the hull at these coordinates," Legion explained, entering the coordinates onto a console while Joker mocked the AI behind his back. "Access achieved. We may proceed." Jane shook her head in amusement of Joker. John gave Joker a look and Jane felt sympathy for the pilot. John gave Jane a look.
"I'm not his commander," Jane stated and John rolled his eyes.
"Let's go," John said and the three headed to the shuttle. In only minutes they were cutting through the airlock of the ship and entering.
"Alert. This facility has little air or gravity. Geth require neither," Legion explained and Jane rolled her eyes as she looked around.
"Won't we be detected? Don't they have intrusion alarms?" John asked and Jane looked at Legion.
"Sensors have been reduced. We have infiltrated their wireless network and filled the data storage with random bits," Legion explained. The twins shared a look, nope, that meant nothing to either of them.
"And that helps us...how?" Jane asked.
"The heretics must scrub this "junk" data. They have partitioned themselves into local networks, working in parallel," Legion explained. "Any alarm we trigger will not go beyond the room we are in. Only accessing the main core will trigger a station-wide alert."
"Oh...that's good," Jane sighed. "Maybe we can go room by room destroying all the units before we hit the main core?"
"Not logical, it will take hours, even over a day to clear each room in this station," Legion said and Jane shot John a look. He returned it with one that said 'what did you expect?' She sighed and they headed in.
"Shepard-Commander, Shepard-Spectre. We concluded that destruction of this station was the only resolution to the heretic question. There is now a second option," Legion said. "Their virus can be repurposed. If released into the station's network, the heretics will be rewritten to accept our truth." Jane's skin crawled at that.
"Legion...that sounds...unethical..." Jane stated.
"We were planning to blow them up," John pointed out and Jane shrugged.
"Why didn't you mention this before we came aboard?" Jane asked.
"We did not know the virus was complete. It is. It can be used against the true geth at any time. Our arrival was timely," Legion explained.
"They're your people, Legion. You must have an opinion," John said.
"This is new data. We have not yet reached consensus," Legion stated.
"I wouldn't brainwash an organic race. I can't see treating the geth differently," Jane commented.
"The question is irrelevant. If we do not rewrite them, we destroy them. That is why we are here. Do not hesitate now. They will exterminate your species because their gods tell them to. You cannot negotiate with them. They do not share your pity, remorse, or fear," Legion explained and Jane nodded at that. The team slowly moved through the ship until they reached a room with lights on the floor.
"Interrupting data streams will alert local network. We recommend preemptive strikes against the hardlink routers," Legion stated as they entered the room and noticed the geth units around hubs.
"Grenades sure would be nice right about now," John sighed and Jane nodded.
"They would," Jane stated. "Blow it and I'll put up a singularity," Jane said.
"Affirmative," Legion added. It was quick to blow the hub up and then take out the geth.
Legion was quick to hack turrets so the team to cake on more geth. John took point, Legion middle, and Jane took six again. Each time they came to hubs it was easy for the team to split, blow the hub and pick off the geth. There were few units in the hallways of the maze like ship.
"Legion, I have to point out, this ship is not very...logically set up," Jane pointed out after they fought in a massive chamber. Legion's optics flared.
"We do not comprehend, this structure is designed with optimal efficiency for geth," he said and Jane nodded.
"Did you think it would really make sense?" John asked.
"Yes?" Jane stated while shaking her head. "I should have known it wouldn't cross the synthetic organic lines."
After more time in the maze like hallways and more confrontation with the geth, the team was in a hallway with windows exposing a room with strange containers.
"Legion...what are those?" Jane asked and the unit looked.
"Processors. Each contains thousands of geth," Legion explained.
"And they can't detect us?" John asked.
"They are no more aware of use than you are of cells in your bloodstream," Legion explained, Jane felt immediate comfort from that.
"This isn't like the other hubs we've seen here," John pointed out.
"This is a database. It contains a portion of the heretics' accumulated memories," Legion explained before his optics widened almost in comical shock. "Wait. We discovered copies of our current patrol routes in this database. This suggests the heretics have runtimes within our networks."
"We wouldn't be here if the heretics wanted to be friends with the geth. Why wouldn't they spy on you?" Jane asked.
"You do not understand. Organics do not know each other's minds. Geth do. We are not suspicious. We accept each other. The heretics desired to leave. We understood their reasons. We allowed it. There was peace between us," Legion stated.
"And Cain slew Abel," Jane muttered.
"It couldn't have lasted forever. You disagreed about what path your race should take," John explained.
"Human history is a litany of blood shed over differing ideals of rulership and afterlife. Geth have no such history. We shared consensus on such things. How could we have become so different? Why can we no longer understand each other? What did we do wrong?" Legion said and for once, Jane felt pity for the geth.
"When individuals are separated, they develop in different ways. When they get back together, they don't always get along," Jane said. "I didn't trust my brother when he first returned."
“If this is the individuality you value, we question your judgment," Legion shot back and Jane wondered if that was a joke. "This topic is irrelevant. We must return to the mission." It was a relief to make it to the main core.
"This is it?" John asked.
"Yes. We will upload a copy of our runtime into the core. It will delete all copies of the virus. When complete it will notify us," Legion explained. "The indexing operation will take time. The heretics will respond with force to our upload we must hold this room."
As Legion started the process the Shepards took positions above either stairs.
"Jane, singularity!" John cried and the two kept the geth low. After a long point the console beeped.
"Datamine and analysis complete," Legion stated. "It is time to choose. Do we rewrite the heretics, or delete them?"
"Why are you letting me make this decision? They're you people," John said.
"We are conflicted. There is no consensus among our higher-order runtimes: 573 favor rewrite, and 571 favor destruction. You have fought the heretics. You have perspective we lack. The geth grant their fate to you," Legion said and John and Jane shared a look.
"If they're...rewritten. Your people will accept them back? Will they even want to go back?"
"They will agree with our judgments and return. We will integrate their experiences. All will be stronger," Legion explained. John looked at Jane.
"I have nothing to say. I'm the one that spared the Rachni remember. How about you be the one who spares the geth?" Jane muttered and John chuckled as he nodded.
"Take them, then. When we get control of the core, release the virus," John said.
"Acknowledged," Legion stated as it took to the panel. "Releasing virus. Note: Remote access via high gain transmission required."
"What does that mean?" John asked.
"The virus will be sent to heretics in nearby star systems. This station will broadcast a powerful electromagnetic pulse through FTL channels," Legion explained.
"How...powerful?" Jane asked.
"Yield in excess of 1.21 petawatts. Alert: EM flux will be hazardous to unshielded organic forms. Addendum: the interior of this station is not shielded," Legion stated and the twins shared a look.
"It is never easy!" Jane groaned as the team took off. More geth appeared.
"Nope...no time!" John cried with a charge as Jane threw singularities. Of course geth after geth got in the way all the way to the Normandy.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
“Uh John Tali just went to have a chat with Legion. You better get to the AI Core,” Joker called out. John scowled.
“I’m on it, Joker,” John snapped turning around from heading for the gun battery and heading for the AI core. He walked in just in time to see Tali pointing a gun at Legion’s head.
“John, I’m glad you’re here. I found out Legion scanned my omni-tool. It was going to send data about the flotilla back to the Geth!” Tali exclaimed.
“Creators performed weapons tests and were discussing plans to attack us. We believe is necessary to warn our people!” Legion protested.
“We already made the Geth stronger by rewriting the ones that worshipped the Reapers! I won’t let Legion endanger the Fleet by giving them more information!” Tali countered.
“Creator-Tali’Zorah acts out of loyalty to her people. She was willing to be exiled to protect them. We must also protect our people from the Creator threat if they do not accept our proposal.” Legion noted.
“You can’t let this happen John! I trusted you, I trusted this platform but this is too much!”
“Enough! Tali your father was running brutal experiments! If the subjects had been human, I’d damn well be telling the Alliance about it.” John snapped.
“I know John but if the Geth find out…” Tali trailed off.
“They’d attack. Which would destroy any chance of peace and leave both sides vulnerable to the Reapers. Do you want that Legion?” John asked turning to the Geth. Legion shifted.
“We believe it was necessary to relay the information.” Legion explained.
“Sooner or later you both have to stop fighting this war. You’re on the verge of peace.” John stressed. “The Geth have reached out a hand and the Quarians just have to take it but if you do this those hands will be pointing guns at the other. For just one minute trust the other. Mistakes have been made on both sides, don’t continue those mistakes.” He watched them and Legion finally spoke up.
“To facilitate cohesion between our people we will not transmit data regarding creator plans.” John breathed out a sigh of relief as Tali lowered the gun.
“Thank you Legion…I understand your intentions. What if I gave you non-classified data to send?” Tali offered.
“We would be grateful.” Legion said. John smiled and walked away satisfied they wouldn’t do anything rash.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"John..." Jane warned and John looked back at her.
"What?" he asked as he rubbed Tali's shoulders while they watched the movie in his room.
"How is this not a mixed message?!" Jane cried and he blinked.
"Don't you give your friends' deep tissue massages?" he asked.
"Yeah, Jane, where's my deep tissue massage?" Jack chirped.
"Shut up!" Jane snapped.
OMAKE 2
Jane and John rested in the entry way while Tali caught up with Raan and Gerrel to go over what she was responsible for regarding her father's passing. Each of the twins' would swivel their heads now and again.
"Their suits..." John started.
"...are pretty nice," Jane finished.
"Do you think they know that they have nice..." John started and Jane hissed.
"Keep it down, otherwise they're gonna start dressing like female krogans around humans," Jane shushed as Kal walked by and Jane's eyes went low. "But I think they know and they're teasing each other."
"Probably," John snickered as a male and female quarian walked by and both twins twisted their heads sideways to watch the shapely posteriors.
Belle: So...not gonna lie. I really have always thought the male quarians were super cute, specifically their body shape with those great suits. And while I love Kal, that Admiral Gerrel *sighs*...what a silver fox! *giggles* My favorite scene with him is that story about Rael and him as kids. Fun fact: He is voiced by the same actor as Teyrn Loghain and it KILLED me the first time I played this scene because I was like "I know this voice." That actor Simon Templeman also starred in one of my FAVORITE sitcom comedies The Neighbors. It only made it like two seasons but it made me laugh so hard. I should see if I can stream it...
OMAKE 3
Inspired by scenes from Gregg Landsman’s Glorious Shotgun Princess series (pure crack fanfiction, great for a laugh!), for your viewing pleasure here is scene from the future of Twin Fates during the Geth and Quarian peace talks!
*cue dissolve special effect*
“Now that the Creators have agreed to make reimbursement in monetary or goods for services provided by the Geth, Geth wish for clarification of services that they shall be called upon to perform,” the Prime unit designated Wotton asked.
“Why do you need such distinctions?” Raan inquired. “Are all Geth units capable of performing all physical tasks?”
“All Geth units are capable of basic physical tasks,” Wotton began. “However some tasks maybe better addressed by a Prime unit rather than a typical unit. Also after the creators left we altered our frames to remove the services only needed to please the Creators.”
“What kinds of equipment would that be? Please us how?” Xen inquired and Jane watched in amusement as the Prime unit shifted uncomfortably.
“Geth units do not have phallic or yonic devices for Creator intimacy at this time and we also currently do not oscillate, vibrate or have lubrication that the Creators would find edible. Installing such measures would need to be discussed.”
“…” Raan said.
“…” Gerrel said.
“…” Korris said.
“…” Tali said.
“…” John said.
“…” Jane said.
“…fascinating.” Xen said. “Tell me are you capable of manipulating our Nerve Stim programs as well?”
“We are, Creator-Xen.” Wotton replied.
“Please demonstrate!”
“Wait, what?” Jane exclaimed as all of the Prime unit’s head panels extended and the light on its head increased in intensity.
“Access firewalls of encounter suit for Creator-Xen. Accessing program Nerve Stim Pro Platinum Edition. Setting: A Weekend on Palaven. Species: Turian. Sex: Male.”
Xen did a whole body shiver but not much else besides cocking her head on at the Geth unit. John wondered if he should stop this or record it for Fornax.
“That was a nice warm up, however I consider that foreplay on a Friday night. What are you truly capable of?” Xen drawled and Raan buried her face into her hands.
“We had not anticipated these negotiations going in this direction,” Ambassador Wotton noted. “We have accessed our consensus and downloaded all files needed. Note, a human phrase comes to mind. You asked and now you shall receive. Accessing program Nerve Stim Pro Platinum Edition. Setting: Purging the Fevah! Species: Krogan. Sex: Male.” To the shock of everyone Xen shuddered and stretched her arms above her head.
“My you are inventive,” she purred, “but if you were to check my program’s history you would see my most used scenario is Legend of the Overfiend.”
“Oh dear God!” Jane exclaimed in horror.
“I’m right there with you sis.” John said. It was like a train wreck. You could not look away. The Geth seemed to take this as a challenge.
“Acknowledged Creator-Xen. We have placed an enquiry on restricted areas of the extranet. One moment, scenario received. Response from Geth program, 693451875: Try this on for size. Uploading new scenario. Accessing program Nerve Stim Pro Platinum Edition. Setting: The Bride of Kalros. Species: Thresher Maw. Sex: Unknown.”
“Holy shit!” Jane exclaimed.
“Hold on do not-!” John shouted but it was too late. Xen bucked in her seat and slid bonelessly to the floor. Before anyone could see if she was alive she let out a deep, throaty moan that stopped anyone from going near her.
“Oh yes, this will work just fine.” She mewled.
“Fornax will not believe this.”
Notes:
Toby's Note: I don’t know how many of you talk to Legion a lot given the small amount of time you get him near the end of the game. I have a very, very odd Shepard play through. Titan Shepard is paragon but let’s people die for the greater good. I had him rush through everything and leave ALL extra missions for till after your get Legion. Horrible I know but Titan took Legion everywhere after that. Tuchanka, Citadel, Illium, everywhere. I saw some great scenes especially if you take him to Tali’s trial. The best was talking to him. I learned so much from those talks. The Dyson Sphere, the early Geth asking about a soul, all of it. One of the reasons I wanted Legion early was so John would have had those talks. If you don’t want to do that yourselves look on YouTube for Mass Effect Trilogy: Legion All Scenes Complete(ME2, ME3) by Jagur550. I use their videos for scene watching to type out lines correctly but they have all of Legions’ dialogue.
Belle’s Note: So fun note. Toby started this chapter long before Covid. I got it the week Covid shut down my job. My job shut down early, so don't think this is recent. I can work from home. It was super weird. It was awful writing and at the time of me making this note, it is almost a straight month since my job went weird and I got all discombobulated. I have to say this. Do not be afraid, do not be scared. Worried and concerned, sure, but the truth is, we live in a time where medicine is at its best ever. Right now across the world medical teams are coming up with ways to fight and protect life. I got really nasty with Toby during this and snapped at him and was a right c*nt because, well, it is getting to me. However, I'm not afraid something bad will happen. Everyone I know is doing the right thing and staying safe. I ask all of you, do the right thing and stay safe. We will get through this together. The best way I've seen it said as "I feel like a kindergartener who is waiting for recess but because some idiots are still misbehaving we have to stay inside that much longer." Don't be an idiot, just do what you're supposed to and more of us will get through this.
Chapter 27: As if Millions of Voices Suddenly Cried Out
Summary:
With the IFF installed, Jane must head out on her "loyalty mission" and then John will be called out for his. How will the twins react to the Object Rho.
Notes:
Belle's Note: This chapter is one that I had to annoy Toby about a LOT for small details. The hardest part of writing this chapter for me was truly the IFF since we acquired Legion early on it meant that a major portion of the IFF mission was changed. Plus, when we FIRST set up the ME 2 arc of Twin Fates with the goal of Legion being acquired far sooner than in actual game, I honestly put this ripple out of my mind. Toby was super into getting Legion early, I'm not really that into Legion because I find him a pallid AI character when in comparison to EDI...I mean seriously, who doesn't love her screwing with Joker? Anyway, I didn't even consider myself being the one to write the IFF since, Legion's early appearance wasn't my idea, I figured creating that ripple would fall to the one who wanted Legion early...but that's not how it worked out, so it took me a solid two-three weeks of sitting down, staring at a blank word document before I figured out how to do this. When Toby asked me how it was going I explained writing this chapter as "I feel like a little kid eating a dinner that's okay, but not my favorite while waiting to get to my favorite dessert. Dinner's not bad, but I REALLY want the dessert." I've been looking forward to this chapter in many ways...the IFF was not originally even supposed to be in this chapter, but as we write, sometimes we need to change things to make the story we want to create come out. So I got "stuck" with the IFF, but once I got the direction I wanted to go into down...this story began to flow. I hope you enjoy this chapter, I truly couldn't wait for this and I think when you read it...you'll understand why.
Toby's Note: I offered to help her with the IFF but I give it to Belle. She powered through and it turned out good. I have to admit, I thought I would be the one writing this chapter initially. However it turned out to work just fine. This will be a rough chapter for some of our characters and others will come out better on the other end. Also Belle and I got into a nasty argument about some scenes in here. I think we got it worked out but I hate when it happens. Still it helps us make a better story.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: April 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
"I don't like it that the science team went silent," Jane said as she looked at the holographic display of the 'dead' Reaper in the middle of the communications room table. John was staring at it too as Miranda sighed.
"There's nothing to like about it," she stated.
"Cerberus doesn't seem like the type of organization that approves of long radio silences," John commented, giving Miranda a look. The woman looked irritated but she didn't have an argument.
"It's very concerning. For the first week the team was reporting on the expected twelve hour schedule. It slowed over the course of the next week, was sporadic over the course of the third week, and now silent," Miranda said.
"Tali and Legion would be a massive help on this," Jane pointed out and John nodded at that.
"Not a bad call, I want Garrus and Grunt as well," he added.
"Maybe Jack," Jane muttered and John blinked before nodding in agreement. Miranda shot them a concerned look. "It's a Reaper...I want to be able to rip our way out if we have to, Jack and me working together, we might be able to rupture the hull." Jane explained and John made a sound of agreement having realized that.
"I should be there," Miranda huffed and the twins shared a look. Jane kept her mouth shut.
"Miranda, we all know that Jack has the raw power to rip a hull apart...however we also know your loyalty to Cerberus would make you hesitant to damage the Reaper because of the research potential," John pointed out.
"You act like you will have to destroy it," she said and John gave Jane a sideways look. Jane knew John was thinking the same thing. They were going to destroy it either way.
"Something went sideways on that thing..." Jane said. "We don't know what is going to happen, but we will bring Tali and Legion to get all the data, I promise you, Miranda. I hate your organization, but I'm not stupid enough to let that data go either." The two women shared a look. Distain, outright dislike colored both of their eyes, but begrudging respect existed in both faces.
"Fine...but I don't like it and I want that noted," Miranda huffed and John nodded.
"You objections are noted," he said. "EDI, call Grunt, Garrus, Tali, Legion, and Jack up to the communications room. Thanks Miranda." The Cerberus agent sighed as she headed out and Jane watched as the five companions entered the meeting room. Garrus paused.
"That's a Reaper," he commented and Grunt stared at it with wide, excited eyes.
"If it makes you feel better, Cerberus is certain that it's dead," John said.
"It doesn't," Garrus groaned and Jane nodded.
"Looks like a bad hentai monster," Jack commented and the twins had to hold back a pair of snorts.
"We need to board it to get the IFF to go through the Omega 4 relay," John explained.
"I don't like this," Garrus said.
"I second that," Tali added.
"An Old Machine," Legion commented as his head panels moved.
"We are going to be the team going on the Reaper," Jane said as she touched the display to show the basic outline of what Cerberus had built.
"We need you two to collect all the data as fast as possible," John said to Tali and Legion. The two looked at each other and then John...nodding.
"Smart," Garrus stated and Jane smirked.
"We want you because we know about fighting Reapers and the things associated with them," Jane said and Garrus nodded at that.
"Tali makes double sense," he said.
"I get my job," Jack grinned. "The krogan and I get to mess shit up."
"If it is necessary," John said in a warning tone and Jack smirked before giving Jane a look. Jane chuckled.
"If it is necessary," she repeated and Jack kept her shit eating grin.
"I don't like that smile," John said and the two biotics chuckled as John rolled his eyes. He activated his omni-tool and a map of the Reaper’s interior replaced the hologram in the center of the table.
“This was the latest interior layout the science team sent to Cerberus before they started acting oddly,” John pointed out. “The IFF was located near the core of the Reaper so that’s where we’ll be making our way to.”
“Shepard-Commander, we recommend following this path towards the interior,” Legion said, a path highlighting up on the display. “Our calculations show this to be the least time amount of inside the Old Machine and obtaining the most access to data from the Cerberus team and the Old Machine archives still intact while achieving our objective.”
“Legion hit the purpose for this meeting directly on the head.” John noted and everyone turned to him. He was looking at them with a grim expression. “I want us to spend the least amount of time on the Reaper as possible. From what we do know about indoctrination it takes time, days in fact for someone to be indoctrinated. Benezia herself said something similar when Jane and I met her on Noveria. However, I subscribe to school of better safe than sorry.”
Jack rolled her eyes but Jane elbowed her, hard.
“Something to add Jack?” John demanded having seen the byplay.
“Yeah I think you’re being a pussy,” Jack shot out and Jane sighed. John turned his focus on Jack and Jane saw John’s expression harden as he scowled at Jack. Jack jerked next to her and Jane smirked.
“I don’t care.” John snarled. “I will not let anyone of my friends become indoctrinated if I can help it. If anyone feels anything creeping in, something you know isn’t right you will report it to me or Jane. There is no shame needing to leave mid mission. Are we clear?”
“Yeah, yeah,” Jack muttered looking away. John turned to look at others.
“Are we clear?” He asked them and got a chorus of agreements. He sighed turned back to the hologram.
“We’ll be entering here at Cerberus’s main airlock, but the Reaper has its own we can use as alternate areas of egress. Joker knows of them but these are them coded as needed…”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Entering Mnemosyne's orbit, Thorne System
The twins struggled to make it to the cockpit. The Normandy was rocking wildly, it was more than a little concerning.
"What's with all the chop, Joker?" John cried coming up to grip the back of the pilot's seat while his sister braced herself on the doorway into the cockpit.
"Doing my best. The wind's gusting to 500 kph," Joker explained and Jane winced. Suddenly the ship stopped rocking.
"What just happened?" Jane asked as she cautiously let go of the wall.
"The Reaper's mass effect fields are still active. We just passed inside their envelope," Joker said and Jane gave a look to John.
"Dead Reaper," John muttered.
"Eye of the hurricane, huh?" Joker as the team headed to the hatch.
"Still have to get back out of the hurricane," Jane muttered and John winced at that.
"Don't want to think about it," he said and the group entered the airlock to wait.
"Ship is secure, breathing equipment won't be necessary," Joker's voice informed them.
"Thanks, Joker," John said as the team prepped their weapons. They passed through the long airlock Cerberus installed before seeing bloody smears and a desiccated corpse.
"Bad sign," Jane said as she pulled up her assault rifle.
"Smells bad. There's blood, but something's wrong with it," Grunt added. The twins shared a look as the team moved carefully down. They found a row of terminals and quickly Tali and Legion each took one. Within moments Legion made a noise.
"Shepard-Commander, Shepard-Spectre, I have located various entries you may wish to see," he stated as Tali continued her download.
"I can't wait," Jane muttered as Legion touched another terminal and the team looked at the screen. Jack and Grunt watching the hallway but listening. A man in a Cerberus officer uniform popped up.
"The airlock has been installed at the far end of the holed section. We have begun pressurization for shirtsleeves work. The crew is edgy. I reassure them it is mere nerves. A superstitious reaction to what this hulk represents-the corpse of a vast, ancient life form. Privately, I can't deny the atmosphere. The angles of the walls seem to press down on you. I find myself clenching my teeth." The man spoke.
"Even dead Reapers can indoctrinate," Garrus reminded them and Jane gave Tali a look over her shoulder. The quarian nodded. A copy of all of this was going to both the Alliance and the Council. This was not good. Immediately another man in a Cerberus uniform, lower rank, popped up.
"We finished cataloguing specimens A203 to B016. No evidence of active nanotechnology noted. Dr. Chandana believes they would have decayed over the last 37 million years. There's not enough data to support his claim. He asserts that the truth is 'patently obvious.' I am...concerned. Chandana has been staring at the samples for hours. He says he's 'listening' to them."
"Bad sign that it hit the commanding officer first," Jane said and John nodded at that. A security camera's footage popped up next.
"You're married? You never mentioned that," one Cerberus member stated.
"Katy had anger management issues. When my brother got married, the best man tried to hit on her. She kicked him down the church steps," the other man explained.
"Wh...? Katy's my wife! I must have told you the story," the first man cried out.
"No. I know my wife. I remember...that day was the only time I saw her wear stockings," the other man insisted.
"Yeah. the kind with seams up the back. That's what I remember, too," the first said in shock.
"What the hell is this? How can we remember the same thing?" the second man cried.
"What did their reports say?" Jane asked and John glared at the screen.
"They were normal reports, just the timing was off," John said and Jane stared.
"Chandana was the one making them, wasn't he?" she asked and John nodded.
"They had to have known," Garrus whispered.
"Creepy as fuck," Jack hissed. "Imagine not being able to tell what was your memory or someone else's." She looked pissed.
"Let's not stay here too long," Garrus added and the team all nodded. Another security camera clip appeared.
"Third day with this headache. You'd think Chandana would let me have a few hours off," one guy muttered before jerking away from the other man. "Goddam!"
"What?" the other guy demanded turning to look behind him.
"That thing that just...gray thing! It disappeared when I looked straight at it. Came out of the damn wall! Where we took off that panel," the first man cried out.
"I didn't see anything. You should lie down," the second said staring at the first.
"I'm telling you, this ship isn't dead. It knows we're inside it," the first said, the panic obvious in his voice.
"Calm down. Now I'm getting a headache," the second complained.
"Son of a bitch!" Jane spat and John stared at her. "Cerberus knows about my reports to the Council about what I found in Prothean records. I reported that Reapers had the ability to mess with minds like this. I checked Cerberus' records when I got on the ship...the Illusive Man and many of the upper leadership knew about the dangers of being exposed to Reaper tech." John's eyes widened.
"They should have known to evacuate the ship when these signs started," he said and the complete lack of concern for the crew meant one of two things. Either the leadership had not informed the crew knowingly endangering them or Chandana prevented them from leaving. John hoped it was the second. Another scientist log appeared. His eyes were wide and fanatic and his face was splattered with blood.
"Chandana said the ship was dead. We trusted him. he was right. But even a dead god can dream. A god...a real god...is a verb. Not some old man with magic powers. It's a force. It warps reality just by being there. It doesn't have to want to. It doesn't have to think about it. It just does. That's what Chandana didn't get. Not until it was too late. The god's mind is gone, but it still dreams. He knows now. He's tuned in on our dream. If I close my eyes I can feel him. I can feel every one of us."
"It was too late for all of them by this point," John said and Jane nodded.
"Indoctrination was complete," Jane sighed.
"We have collected all the data," Legion explained. "The IFF needs to be collected manually."
"Nothing is ever simple," Jane huffed, giving Tali another look. The quarian nodded again.
"We got the location for the IFF, we just need to go through the...ship...to get it," Tali said and the team began to head for the airlock to the Reaper’s interior. John looked at the team, nodded in satisfaction as the other door closed before he hit the switch to open the airlock. Everything seemed to buck and loud clang echoed as the Repaer’s airlock opened.
“Normandy to shore party!” Joker called and John activated his comm.
“What just happened Joker?” John asked.
“The Reaper put up kinetic barriers. I don't think we can get through from our side.”
“Nothing is ever simple!” Jane snapped, looking grim.
“As curious as I am about Reapers I’d rather not be trapped inside one,” Tali griped.
“This is why the Shepard-Units covered other possible points of exit, Creator-Zorah,” Legion chimed in and Tali huffed.
“We'll have to take down the barrier generators from in here. Any idea where they are?” John asked, ignoring the team’s byplay.
“At the moment of activation, I detected a heat spike in what is likely the wreck's mass effect core,” EDI chimed in.
“We have the coordinates, uploading to the infiltration team’s hud displays,” Legion announced and new data point popped on John’s hud, not too far from the IFF location.
“Be advised: this core is also maintaining the Reaper's altitude,” EDI warned.
“So when we take that barriers down to escape, the wreck falls into the planet core,” Jane muttered.
“And that means everyone dies. Yeah, I got it,” Joker noted, sounding grim.
“If any helmsman can pull us off this thing before it reaches crush depth, it's you. We'll make a sweep for survivors, Tali and Legion already got most of the data. Stand by,” John ordered, unholstering his rifle.
“Aye, aye. Good hunting,” Joker said before turning off the comms. John sighed but led his team deeper into the belly of the beast.
~*TF*~
After a few minutes of moving deeper John heard a chilling and familiar groan. Down the way he saw a husk begin to crawl over the railing.
"The fuck?!" Jack cried and Jane used a biotic push to toss the husk into the railing where it to splattered like rotten fruit. The two biotics stared at each other.
"Watch our six," Jane grinned.
"I'm gonna take out more than you, Shepard!" Jack laughed and the two biotics took to the front of the group. The two began shooting off shockwave attacks, throwing husks into the air. Every now and then Garrus or Legion would snipe while John and Tali took care of anything that got too close. Grunt bellowed in joy every time he got his hands on a husk to rip it apart.
"This is rather easy," Tali commented as the two biotics kept the front clear, the narrow walkway making it difficult for the husks to surround them.
"Scion on the field!" Garrus cried and Jane took one side of the staircase while Jack took the other. John, Grunt, and Tali watched the biotics' flanks while Legion and Garrus worked on taking the Scion down before he could cross the platform towards them.
"Those things are a bitch," Jack said as she kicked the Scion's headless corpse. The head had been popped like a melon with a well placed sniper shot.
"Dragon's teeth," Jane stated as they reached the end of the platform. "Looks like the Cerberus crew rearranged this area. Guess this confirms that the dragon's teeth were Reaper tech, not heratic." Cerberus corpses resided on the teeth, still mostly human but the bodies were in bad shape. "Odd. The bodies changed faster on Eden Prime."
"Maybe the Reaper being 'dead' slowed the process. It looks like they treated this thing like some kind of altar," John noted.
"You mean those crazy fucks wanted to be...to become those things?" Jack hissed.
"That's what indoctrination does to you," Garrus commented.
"We need to develop a defense against it, somehow..." Tali hissed and the Shepards both nodded.
"It sort of makes me think of the Geth...I mean the Heretic Geth shrine on Ferros," Jane commented. Legion processed that.
"The Old Machines wish to be gods as the log commented," Legion said. "They are not."
"That's for damn sure," Jane nodded as they headed to the airlock.
"Please stand by. Equalizing pressure with exterior conditions," the VI commented. "Remember, safety is everyone's concern. We have gone five days without a workplace death."
"Yeah, those bodies looked only a few days dead," Jane nodded as the team fixed their helmets. From that point on the team fell into a rhythm. The two biotics, while taunting and competing with the other, cleared most of the way given the fragile nature of the husks’ bodies. Garrus and Legion covered them as John, Grunt and Tali covered close quarters. John couldn’t help but smirk. The ground team was falling into place. As they took a breather by a set of ramps, he reflected that no matter who he brought they worked well with the others, even Miranda and Jack couldn’t be counted on to work together rather than attack each other. With the Cerberus crew on the ship it seemed like they were finally ready. He was musing on how much time to take before announcing the mission to the Omega 4 relay to the ship when they got back as they headed into an interior Cerbus lab. After a few minutes of scanning the room Legion gestured to a terminal with a small piece of tech on the keyboard.
"That terminal has the IFF," Legion stated as Tali approached the terminal.
"Great. Where are the guys who moved it here?" Grunt growled and Jane smirked.
"I'm pretty sure we already met them and destroyed them," she commented and Jack laughed as Legion began hacking the door into the core. Shortly after they headed inside and John couldn’t help blinking in surprise. It was massive.
"Tali, you and Legion expose the core and keep the system from protecting it," John ordered. The two quickly moved the terminal while the team heard the sound of husks climbing up and into the room.
"How big was the Cerberus crew?" Garrus asked.
"We're going to find out," John growled as Jane and Jack began keeping the horde back while Grunt and Garrus helped watch the flank.
"John!" Tali cried as she began firing her shotgun into the core. John turned his attention and growled to himself as he saw a swarm of husks climbing the rail at Tali and Legion as the core was exposed.
"Jack, we keep them clear!" Jane ordered and the two biotics allowed the group to fire on the exposed core without fear of the husks. Shortly after the core exploded and the team rushed to exit the core chamber.
"Hang on, folks!" Joker cried over the comms. What felt like too long, the Normandy appeared beyond the walkway.
"I will pull you over one at a time," Samara's calm voice came over the comms. The Justicar's form was within the airlock doorway.
"Fuck that!" Jack cried as she ran and leapt.
"Trust issues," Jane said to John as Samara and Mordin caught Jack as Legion ran, Samara's biotics caught him and pulled him in.
"Husks!" Garrus cried out and Jane began throwing shockwaves. Tali followed Legion, then went Grunt. "Jane go."
"Who's the boss here?" Jane asked and the turian looked at John. "Well...that's rude."
"Jane go first," John barked and Jane threw two more shockwaves before running, letting Samara pull her in. Garrus and John quickly followed her, landing behind her just as the Normandy headed out.
"Not only did we get the IFF, but we also learned something very useful from that," Jane said as she and John stood near the cockpit, Blasto by Joker's feet.
"We haven't even gone through all of the files Legion and Tali got," John pointed out
"Yes, but we have learned, a collapsing planet core can destroy a Reaper," Jane said and John gave her a deadpan look.
"Real easy to weaponize that," he drawled and Jane shrugged as she headed to change.
~*TF*~
John breathed out as he finished getting out of the shower. Being inside that Reaper and killing those husks felt like he had been just walking through evil. He’d never let onto the others but every moment they had been in there he’d worried. He wanted to keep anyone he knew from being twisted and turned. As he finished drying and moved to put on his boxer then jeans he thought about Liara’s stories of her mother Benezia. She hadn’t been that woman when he met her. A woman who wore yellow, smiled softly at her daughter and encourage her to grow into her own woman. He didn’t want that to happen to anyone he cared about. In fact he-John’s thoughts were cut off as the door to his room chimed indicating someone wanted entry.
“Who is it EDI?” John asked, reaching for his under-shirt to pull it on.
“Tali wishes to speak with you about a personal matter,” EDI informed him. John sighed, so it was time then.
“Let her in and please stop monitoring us until she leaves would you EDI?” John asked.
“Of course, Shepard.” EDI said and her hologram flickered off just as the doors opened. Tali walked into the room wringing her hands.
“John I’ve been thinking about something for awhile and after the trip to the Reaper I need to...to…toooo…” Tali trailed off and seemed to be staring at him as she walked down the step. John frowned, puzzled. If Jane had been there to witness it she would have face palmed. Her brother had once again displayed his dense nature but not realizing he was wearing a tight under shirt right out of the shower.
“Tali?” John asked in concern and Tali shook her head as if to clear it.
“John! I just wanted you-I mean wanted to speak with you and you-oh is hot in here,” Tali muttered and John sighed.
“Listen I think I know what this is about,” John said approaching her. “I’ve been wanting to talk about us to you.”
“You have?” Tali exclaimed and John mentally groaned at how excited she sounded.
“Tali you’re my friend, a damn good friend but right now that’s all we can be. Friends.” John said deciding to just rip the band-aid off.
“Friends?” She said, seeming to deflate. John sighed and approached the Quarian and hugged her. Tali seemed to stiffen before returning the hug.
“I’m sorry but that’s all I can give you,” John said after a moment. He pulled away and looked at her while holding her hands. He had the feeling if he could see her face he’d see tears in her eyes which just made him feel wretched. “I know some humans have multiple partners but not me. If I didn’t have Liara I would be more than willing to try with you and you deserve to have someone. Not wait for me hoping I might leave Liara.”
“You’re going to stay with her,” Tali said. She considered for a moment and pulled her hands away. “Thank you for being honest with me Shepard.” John winced at that. She hadn’t called him that in a long time and as she turned to walk out he had to stop himself from calling after her to still call him John. After Tali left he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead.
“God I hope I handled that right,” he muttered. After a few minutes he stopped and opened his eyes. He had to let Liara know they were heading for Illium to stock up and he wanted to talk to her about Tali.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 18th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-Transit
Jane finished her last report to the Council as she rested in her hammock. Blasto was eating...something. Jane looked closely at it to see what looked like a bone. She would need to talk to Gardner about that. A secure message pinged on her omni-tool. She opened it.
"Shepard...it is time for Operation Prometheus Unchained," Chirum's voice stated and Jane sat up.
"Confirming, Prometheus Unchained is a go?" Jane asked.
"Confirmed," Chirum stated. "Sending coordinates. Alliance has approved the SSV Okinawa to intercept the Cerberus Vessel Normandy SR-2 to collect you."
"Orders are understood, Spectre," Jane said. "I will go and let the Normandy crew know."
"Over and out," Chirum said before the communication was cut. Jane quickly got out of her hammock and headed to the elevator.
"EDI, where is my brother?" Jane asked.
"He is in his quarters," EDI stated and Jane entered the elevator and hitting the first floor button. She knocked before entering. John looked up from his desk as she strolled in.
"What's up?" he asked and Jane stared at him for a moment.
"Classified mission, it should only take a few days, but it must be done before we go through the Omega 4," Jane said and he looked at her.
"Are you in danger?" he asked and Jane laughed.
"I can't tell you and you know that, but how about I leave Blasto behind to prove how certain I am that I'm going to be fine?" she suggested and John made a face.
"Where can we drop you off?" he asked.
"Can I just send a message to my Alliance crew, they have clearance to take me on this mission?" Jane asked and John nodded. Jane pinged the SSV Okinawa.
"Flight Lieutenant Green, have you missed me?" Jane asked and there was a chuckle.
"It's been pretty boring without you, ma'am," Green stated over the comm.
"I'm sending you my current coordinates, we are on our way to Illium, think you can intercept for the pick up?" Jane asked as she sent the Normandy's current location. There was a moment.
"Sending the most efficient intercept point," Green said and John blinked as Jane displayed the location was a few systems away from Illium.
"Good?" Jane asked and John nodded.
"Let Joker know," he said and Jane nodded.
"Approved, Green, see you in a day," Jane said, disconnecting the call before she headed towards the elevator.
"Jane...you are going to be okay?" John asked and Jane smiled.
"I still can't tell you that," she said but John was comforted by her confident posture as she strolled out, heading to the cockpit. A few moments later she was casually walking up behind the pilot.
"Hey Joker, you need to drop me off." The pilot blinked.
"What?" he asked shocked.
"I have a mission I need to complete before we go where no man has gone before," Jane stated.
"Seriously?" Joker asked and Jane nodded. "This better be important."
"First off, we're preparing to make sure the IFF works, it will take some time and, second, I’d rather do this before going on what could end up being a suicide mission," Jane said and Joker rolled his eyes. "We are going to meet up with the SSV Okinawa here, I'll hop over to their ship. You're on Blasto duty while I'm gone." She turned and walked off.
"Hey! I never agreed to that," Joker snapped.
"You just sound so sad that I'm going off on a mission," Jane shot back. She headed down to the Main Battery next.
Garrus looked over his shoulder as she entered the room, his mandibles jumped as he turned to face her.
"Jane...I've been thinking..." he started and Jane put a hand to his mouth.
"No," Jane said and he blinked. "Whatever you are going to say was because you are nervous about us...I'm not, you're not going to change my mind." She removed her hand and he opened and closed his mouth a couple times.
"Are you sure there isn't someone more close to home?" he asked and Jane chuckled as she took his hands in hers.
"Garrus...right now, this ship feels more like home that I've felt in nearly three years," Jane explained and he looked at her before nodding.
"I know what you mean," he said as they got closer. His hands closing over hers as they stared at each other. "What did you come down here for?" She smiled.
"To see you of course," she said and he gave her a look. "I have to run a mission for the Council before we...make our move." Garrus nodded at that.
"Do you want me to come with you?" he asked and she sighed.
"I would love that...but this is a classified mission and I can't even tell you how long I'll be gone," Jane said and Garrus didn't look pleased. She smiled and curled a finger. He brought his head down and she leaned close to his ear. "Don't tell anyone, but it's not a combat mission." She pulled back and his mandibles twitched in confusion before he sighed.
"I suppose I could let you go alone..." he huffed and Jane smiled as she quickly leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"While you're on Illium...you might want to pick up some of those supplies we'll need...for some interspecies collaborations..." Jane whispered and Garrus made a choking noise. "If we're going through the Omega 4...I'd like us to have at least one night..." She turned, leaving a sputtering turian behind her. "Have fun with your calibrations..." The door closed behind her.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 19th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, docked with the SSV Okinawa
"Blasto," Jane ordered before making the hand signs at Joker. The varren barked before wrapping around the base of Joker's chair.
"Thanks for that," he sighed.
"How long?" John asked and Jane shrugged.
"Can't tell you, I'll let you know if it will just be easier to meet at Omega," Jane said and John nodded. Jane waved, as she headed into the airlock. Jane walked the short way from the Normandy onto the Okinawa, heading to stand behind Green.
"Welcome back, ma'am," Green said.
"You have the coordinates," Jane said and the Okinawa pulled away from the Normandy.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Illium, Nos Astra Restaurant
John sat on the patio overlook and wondered. The crew was going over the Reaper IFF while making adjustments and slight repairs to the Normandy. As soon as Jane got back they were heading for the Omega 4 relay. Despite his best efforts no one knew anything about this mission of Jane’s. Apparently her room wasn’t as secured as she thought because when he’d asked Miranda about it she’d informed him they just learned it was called Prometheus Unchained. Knowing his sister it had to be something she came up with and was in charge of. However, being Jane she’d picked a name that could cover hundreds of possible topics. He finished his coffee as he mused it over. Not even Liara’s contacts as the Broker could get anything about it. There was record of one agent getting close but he vanished.
“Well played sis,” John mused to himself before some approached him from his left. John stopped musing and looked up. He blinked in surprise as it was not the expected waitress but an old comrade instead.
“John, it's been awhile,” Alec Ryder said as he approached with a satchel in hand. John felt himself move quickly in instinct.
“Major Ryder!” John exclaimed going to salute but Ryder waved it off.
“I haven’t been a part of the Alliance for a few years John,” he informed him, gesturing at the free seat. “May I sit?”
“Of course,” John said. He waited for Alec to sit before he sat himself.
“So a Spectre. Very impressive,” Alec noted and John flushed.
“Thank you, Sir,” John said. Alec shot him a look and John gave him a sheepish look.
“It's hard to drop, isn’t it?” Alec mused and John relaxed.
“Just a bit, especially for a commanding officer you respected,” John noted. “I don’t know if I ever thanked you for that recommendation letter. They wouldn’t have let me into the Hell Run alone without that.”
“I’m glad to see you’ve been putting it to good use,” Alec replied. “But John I’m not here to catch up. I’ve been waiting on Illium for you to make port so I can speak with you. I’m glad you did, I would have had to leave tomorrow.”
“Speak to me about what?” John asked. Alec smiled and pulled a pad out of his satchel. He slid it across the table to John who picked it up. As he read he could feel his eyes getting wider and wider.
“Andromeda?” John said in shock after he finished. He turned to stare at his old commanding officer. “You’re going to Andromeda?”
“I am and I’d like you to join us,” Alec said and John’s mouth fell open. “I’ve been in contact with your girlfriend in regards to some data we needed. If you come with us I’m sure you can convince her to join us. I can make room for the two of you but that’s about it.”
“Alec, Sir, I-holy shit,” John muttered and Alec nodded.
“I know it's a lot to process but we leave in three weeks so I need to know. We had approached your sister a year ago but before we even could tell her where we were going she brushed us off. She’s Alliance through and through but after recent events I think you might welcome the opportunity.” Alec said. John leaned back. Another galaxy? The chance to be the first to step on a planet? To build something with Liara and not have to deal with the destruction left by others? To stand somewhere and say it was theirs and no one else's. To meet other races, the chance to do it right from the start. God it was tempting, so tempting.
But leave Jane? Garrus? Tali? Grunt? Face after face seemed to flash before his mind’s eye and then he remembered his mission. If he left would they be able to do it? Wouldn’t he just be abandoning them if he did? Running from the Reapers just to make a better life literally a galaxy away? Could he do that?
“Alec I’m sorry but no,” John replied and Alec sighed in disappointment before nodding. “I have too many responsibilities here.”
“Well it was a long shot but I had to try,” Alec said taking the tablet back. He packed it away before pulling on a pair of gloves. They stood and shook hands, John wondering why Alec as wearing gloves that had such rough pads. “Good luck John.”
“The same to you sir,” John said watching the man head off. John shook his head in winder at the surprises life still threw you just as EDI called his comm.
“Go ahead EDI,” John said deciding to head back for the ship. He headed for the counter to pay his bill.
“Comm System incoming message from Admiral Steven Hackett, Alliance HQ,” EDI informed him. “He insists on a live call and is remaining on hold till you return for secure call.”
“I’ll be back shortly EDI, have the call transferred to my quarters please,” John noted as he headed for the docks, disconnecting the call. A few minutes later he was in his quarters answering the call on his large display.
“Spectre, thank you for your time. I'll keep this brief. We have a deep-cover operative out in batarian space. Name's Doctor Amanda Kenson. Dr. Kenson recently reported that she found evidence of an imminent Reaper invasion.” Hackett informed him and John blinked.
“So why call me?” John asked and Hackett sighed.
“Just this morning I received word that the batarians arrested her. They're holding her in a secret prison outpost on terrorism charges. I need you to infiltrate the prison and get her out of there. As a favor to me, I'm asking you to go in alone.”
“What's Dr. Kenson actually doing out there?” John questioned.
“She's a deep-cover operative, Shepard. We talk only when we have to. I'd heard she was investigating a rumor of a Reaper artifact in the system. Her last report said she'd found it.”
“What else can you tell me about the operation?”
“Amanda is a top scientist and Alliance agent working in batarian space. It's a deadly assignment, and she's one of the few up to the challenge. She and I go back pretty far, Commander. I won't let her rot away in a batarian torture camp.” Hackett said firmly.
“And why ask me instead of sending an Alliance team?” John demanded.
“I need this off book Shepard. Your sister is too well known and is still formally Alliance. You are not,” Hackett noted.
“I have a hell of a squad with me. I'm sure they'd help out,” John noted but Hackett shook his head.
“Kenson is my friend. If the batarians see a squad of armed soldiers, they'll kill her. This is serious, Commander. Go in with discretion, or don't go at all,” Hackett said and John sighed.
“Jane is a better black ops agent but I can see why you’d call me instead,” John noted. “I’ll do it, Sir.”
“Excellent. The prison is hidden underground at a batarian outpost on Aratoht. I'll upload the coordinates now. Once she's secure, confirm her discovery and we'll debrief you when you're back. I have a shuttle near Illium standing by. They’ll pick you up tomorrow.”
~*TF*~
At 0200 in the morning the next day John checked the pistol and the attached silencer. Satisfied it would work he looked over the armor for the mission. All black in color with no lights. It was lighter than he preferred but it would help him move silently and quicker. He left his favored weapons behind and picked generic, blacked out weapons. Untraceable if he had to drop one. He quickly dressed and reached over to his nightstand. In the bottom drawer he pulled out his incase box and set it in the middle of the bed. He hoped Jane wouldn’t have to use it again. He headed out and hit the messenger send on his table terminal sending his message to Liara to let him know he’d be going off grid for a mission but nothing else. He quickly made his way to the airlock knowing no one would see him thanks to EDI and it being late. Only Joker knew he’d be off ship until was announced later at noon. They’d continue maintenance and checking the IFF while he was gone and the ground team was elsewhere getting supplies and taking shore leave. As he boarded the Alliance shuttle waiting not too far he hoped he’d be back before anyone really even noticed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 21st, 2186 CE
Location: Classified
Jane exited the clean room with Doctor Trazia Selessi and Dr. Remicius Donisis. The three went to join the team of medical personnel, scientists, and various leaders at the center of the room containing two hundred and sixty-eight pods that had been discovered across eleven worlds over the last nineteen months. Three of the planets had held the majority of the current pods, sixty-three from a human colony, sixty-two from a turian colony, and seventy-four from a Salarian colony. Had Citadel teams not worked to use the data Jane had found, over half of the current pods would have run out of power in the next year.
"Welcome to Operation Prometheus Unchained," Trazi said as they reached the center console. "I have to say, when I met you, I never thought you would be the one to create this opportunity for me." Jane smiled at the asari.
"The contacts you helped me make, I cannot thank you enough," Jane said and then the introductions began. The console in the center was Prothean and Jane sighed.
"We found all we could, it is time for them to wake up," a human scientist said and Jane took a breath as she placed her hand on the console. Memories entered her mine as they did with all Prothean tools. She could read the personal information about each of the pods, she knew the ranks, the names, and the chain of command. As she absorbed the information, her body seized slightly, each time she accessed a Prothean object, she was maintaining more and more control. Most importantly, Jane learned how to open the pods. She released the console and stepped back. Stretching her neck slightly.
"Well?" Remicius asked and Jane smiled.
"I know who would be best to wake up first," Jane said as she began to walk through the pods, she knew who was needed now. Someone who would be perfect for the team and for integrating the sleepers with the Council. Jane approached a pod and began the awakening sequence. Panels shifted and the top opened like a coffin, the form inside was dressed in a light orange armor, it made the blue of the skin more obvious. "Frost" on the body began to dissipate quickly, slowly the four eyes began to flicker open, revealing golden eyes with two pupils each. The eyes seemed independent for a moment before the figure began to awaken. Jane held her hand back, the scientists were frothing, but Jane stood before the figure waking up and bowed as she had seen in the images. The Prothean stared at her in shock as she got up. Jane stood and held out her hand as she had seen in the visions. The Prothean reached out and their minds were one. Jane thought about what she knew. The beacons, the incomplete messages, the Council and the Citadel, Vigil's message on Ilos, Saren and Sovereign, Jane acquiring the cipher and learning the truth, discovering the pods and working to rescue the Protheans, and last, Operation Prometheus Unchained. The Prothean released Jane's hand and stared at her. Tears rolled from the four eyes.
"I am Doctor Jaimini," she said and Jane nodded with a bow.
"I am Jane Shepard," Jane introduced and the Prothean looked at the team and then the pods.
"We failed," Jaimini said and Jane caught her shoulder.
"Until the last of us falls, you did not fail," Jane said and Jaimini stared at Jane for a moment before her eyes narrowed and she nodded, her own warrior's spirit rising in her eyes.
"You are correct, I forgot myself," Jaimini said before looking around her. "Let me receive a health check up and then let us wake my people. My team will help you fight." Jane grinned as she held out her hand. Jaimini griped Jane's hand hard and the two pulled into each other, their shoulders hitting. The team rushed in and Jaimini was taken to the center to be checked out. Jane looked at the remaining pods. Most were science teams, but warriors were among them. Fewer females, mostly males, but in another room was a collection of pods that were no longer active, but the remains were viable for cloning purposes and thus, now in storage to keep the genetic material useful.
"How does it feel to break the chains?" Chirum said as he approached and Jane smiled.
"I'm going to love presenting Jaimini to the Council," Jane stated and Chirum looked at her.
"Why did you choose that Prothean to wake up first?" he asked.
"She is the third highest ranked scientist, her spouse is here too, he is the second highest ranked military member, she has the best results with working with other species," Jane explained and Chirum grinned.
"She'll know who to wake up and get on our side first," Chirum chuckled. "Smart human."
"Not as dumb as I look," Jane chuckled.
"Best be ready...only two hundred and sixty seven more to wake up," he teased and Jane smiled.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Batarian outpost on Aratoht
“This one's apparently the mastermind.” The guard growled as they watched Kenson’s interrogation through the window.
“I'll ask you again. Where is your base?” the interrogator’s voice came through the overhead comms.
“If she doesn't talk, kill her.” The other noted.
“You're wasting time. The Reapers are coming!” Kenson gasped.
“She just keeps talking about Repaers,” the first guard said. “Think we’ll get anything useful out of her?”
The second guard gurgled and he turned to his right. A man in all black armor with tinted visor was pulling his knife from his partner’s throat. He tried to lunge for the alarm but the man’s free hand shot out and grabbed his reaching hand breaking his arm at the wrist. Before he could even scream the hand holding the knife buried it to the hilt in his head.
John jerked the blade out and hurried out of the room to free Kenson. He hurried in just as the interrogator was reaching for a electrical prod. John snatched his pistol and put two rounds in his head. As the body fell he hurried to get Kenson free of the restraints.
“Who are you? What are you doing?” Kenson asked as he triggered the unlock behind the chair.
“Doctor Kenson? I'm Spectre John Shepard. I'm here to get you out,” John said handing her his pistol and taking the rifle off his back.
“Spectre Shepard? I'd heard you were alive. Hackett must have received my message,” Kenson said, rubbing her wrists.
“We're not safe here. Can you walk?” John asked
“I'm fine. Just give me a moment...” Kenson said just as the alarms began to ring. John cursed. They must have found one of the bodies.
“We have to go now,” John said, leading the way into the hall.
~*TF*~
After a quick fire fight to get to a console and then to the shuttle bay they were quickly heading for the project base. John was checking the reports and sighed in relief. No mention of himself, only that Kenson had been freed by other terrorists.
“I’ll need to check in with my pilot for a convert pick up and see if Jane is back yet,” John murmured to himself. Kenson turned her attention to him, overhearing him.
“Oh and where is your sister? I’m a big fan of her work,” Kenson chimed in. John felt a chill go up his back as she said that. The tone in her voice, like she admired Jane but…
“She’s on another mission.” John said being intentionally vague. Kenson nodded, checking a console.
“We should be well out of range before they get their security measures unscrambled.” She noted.
“Do you think they'll come after you?” John asked.
“I'm not taking any chances. Batarians don't take kindly to humans who plan to destroy their mass relays.”
“So the charges against you are true.” John said leaning back to cross his arms, not impressed.
“Well, to be fair, that's about half the story. My people and I were here investigating rumors of Reaper technology out in the fringes of this system.”
“I guess you found something.”
“We found proof that the Reapers will be arriving in this system. When they get here, they'll use its mass relay to travel throughout the galaxy. We call it the "Alpha Relay." From here, the Reapers can invade anywhere in the galaxy.”
“So you decided to destroy it.” John realized.
“Exactly. Doing that would stop the Reapers' invasion. Even at FTL speeds, it'd be months or years before they got to the next relay. We came up with what we just called "the Project": a plan to launch a nearby asteroid into the relay and destroy it before the Reapers could arrive. Of course, the resulting explosion would probably wipe out the system.”
“How did you plan to launch an asteroid into a mass relay?” John wondered.
“Moving an asteroid just requires thrust and guidance, which are readily available in Omega's salvage yards. Get the right amount of power and a good VI to drive it, and you can pretty much just point and shoot.” Kenson explained.
“Is the Project still operational?” John wondered.
“I...I imagine it is. We were one button-press away from launch when the batarians arrested me.”
“Why do you think destroying the mass relay would destroy the entire system?” John asked, wanting to know if it really would have that much of an impact.
“Mass relays are the most powerful mass-effect engines in the known galaxy. The energy released from a relay's destruction would probably resemble a supernova. This is a remote system, but just over three hundred thousand batarians live on the colony where they held us. The explosion would undoubtedly kill them all.”
“How were you caught?”
“We've been smuggling starship parts from Omega. Thrusters, guidance, an aftermarket eezo core. The batarians thought that looked suspicious. A few days ago, I took a few of the men on a scouting trip, and the batarians pounced on us. They never found our actual base.”
“I still don't see how you learned about this supposed invasion.” John noted.
“The evidence came from what we call Object Rho, a Reaper artifact we discovered among the asteroids near the relay itself. When we get back to Arcturus Station, I'll explain everything and provide copies of all our notes on the artifact.”
“The stakes are too high. If you were willing to destroy a whole system over this, I want to see your proof.” John explained. “Then maybe we can figure out how to get the batarians to evacuate Aratoht.”
“I guess I can't argue with that. Give me a moment.” Kenson said turning from John to make her call. “Kenson to Project Base.” John couldn’t hear the reply she got but she turned to glance at John.
“Affirmative. And I've got Spectre John Shepard with me.” There was another moment of silence.
“Tidy up the lab. The Spectre needs to confirm the artifact.” Kenson said and after a moment turned off her comms. “All set. Just sit back and relax. We'll be there in no time.”
~*TF*~
"Shepard could you spare a moment," Jaimini called and Jane smiled. Jaimini really was very good with other species and had been invaluable in helping match Protheans with various scientists.
"How may I help you Jaimini?" Jane asked and the Prothean looked annoyed.
"Anik is trying to get the soldiers to accept that you are a great warrior, but unless you share your mind with all of them, it will require battle," the Prothean scientist said in the tone reserved for females annoyed with males. Jane sighed, while she had not minded sharing her mind with a few of the Protheans, Jaimini, the two scientists above her, her husband Anik, and his superior, she really didn't want to have to share her mind with the thirty-some soldiers.
"Who should I spar with to get them to listen?" Jane asked and Jaimini grinned.
"Javik is leading the group who feel we need to take over the efforts of this cycle among the military members," Jaimini said and Jane paused at that. The thirty some soldiers thought the less than three hundred Protheans needed to be in charge. Jane fought a smirk. Cute.
"What do the scientists think?" Jane asked and Jaimini sighed.
"We are in agreement that we need to work with the races of this cycle or there will not be a third chance for our people," she said and Jane nodded.
"Let's play with Javik, shall we?" Jane said and the two headed to the training hall. The Prothean soldiers were in various activities, except for a few supervising. Jaimini waved at Anik and he nodded before approaching another Prothean. It was quick and the soldiers quickly made a circle. Jane approached from one side, stretching.
"I see the human wants to play," Javik stated and Jane smirked as she looked at him. Protheans could feel emotion. Javik was good, Jane had been watching the Protheans train, but they were arrogant. He was used to smaller opponents being easier to beat, but Jane was used to fighting above her weight class. She also knew how to pull emotions forward. She thought about the fears she had had in battle, the tastes of defeat, desperation. She focused on the feeling of when Dirake had been choking her to death when she nearly died. Javik and the Protheans around Jane looked confident. Good.
"Come at me, Prothean," Jane shot back. Javik approached and Jane met him in the middle. They bowed at each other in the way of Protheans, then Jane dropped to the floor and swept her legs out. Killing intent covered her brain and she could see Javik's startled expression, he could feel emotions and hers dropped. He wasn't used to that and as Jane moved she caught glimpses of other confused Prothean faces. Javik was good, but in hand to hand he relied on his longer reach, he often left his legs open. He clearly was used to fighting with a gun, something Jane noticed in all of the Protheans, and with many weapon based fighters, he left his legs open.
"Primative!" he barked and Jane was up in the air, her foot aimed at his head Javik pulled an arm up to block. Not bad, Jane bounced back, more like a boxer. He stared at her, his eyes wide and he was staring. Jaimini had explained the Prothean practice of staring for intimidation. Unfortunately for Javik, Jane knew how to intimidate a batarian, she picked his right middle eye and focused on it. It would be easy for her to draw a blade and remove his head from his neck. He blinked and Jane jumped again, this time the kick hit him dead center, he took a step back and Jane was down, sweeping the legs out from under him. He hit and his biotics flared. Jane was over him, both hands glowing solidly while her biotics shimmered over her skin. He stared at her for a moment before he looked pissed. Jane could be given Prothean emotions through touch, but she couldn't sense them. She stood back and offered Javik her hand. He stared and took it. Jane helped him to his feet and she shared with him her battles. Awakening her biotics on Mindoir, running for her life on Akuze, Eden Prime, Saren, Dirake, Collectors, geth...so many battles. He stared at her and she looked at him.
"This Shepard is not untried...I will try it your way...for now," Javik said and Jane was pleased she was no long just "the human" or "the primitive" but actually named. Hopefully the others who worked with Javik would not have to do the same to get respect.
"We do things differently this cycle, but it is worth a shot," Jane said and Javik nodded. Jane was pleased, she would call the Normandy to meet up once the Protheans were more settled.
~*TF*~
“Here we are. Welcome to Project Base.” Kenson said as we stepped off on the landing pad. John had to admit he was impressed. To build something like this in a batarian controlled system took a lot of work. Then he noticed a timer above the door with a little over two days of time.
“What is this?” John asked, gesturing to the timer.
“That's our countdown to Arrival. When that gets to zero...the Reapers will have come. Just over two days and counting. Puts things in perspective, doesn't it,” Kenson noted and John realized just how dire things were. If Hackett had called him any later they would already be overwhelmed by the Reapers.
“You're saying the Reapers could be at Earth in two days? There's no time to waste,” John noted and Kenson nodded.
“Then let's show you that proof. That door exits the hangar. The artifact is in our central lab area. Go through the door at the end of that corridor to your left,” Kenson said. John briskly walked noting that most of the staff was armed. Most of the doors were locked. While it made sense given they were in a batarian system something felt…off. As they approached the door Kenson spoke of she moved forward.
“One sec. Let me get the door. Commander Shepard, I give you Object Rho.” Kenson said, leading him into a large room. John stared numbly as he realized the object was just there. No shielding, no barrier, nothing.
“You have the Reaper artifact just sitting here...out in the open.” He said numbly not believing what he was seeing.
“When we found it, it showed me a vision of the Reapers' arrival.” Kenson said proudly.
“Kenson, this is not good,” John said, his mind awhirl. He needed to get Hackett, keep these people contained. Oh God he was alone on a base full of indoctrinated people!
“Give it a moment, Shepard. It'll give you the proof you need.” Kenson stated. The object pulsed, emitting a wave of dark blue energy. John felt images burn into his mind, the Reapers, the relay. All true and it sent him buckling to his hands and knees. Something else tried to press in but he shook his head felting it leave. Something like a frustrated snarled echoed in his mind but withdrew.
“I can't let you start the Project, Shepard. I can't let you stop the arrival.” Kenson snapped and John realized she was pointing his own pistol at him as he struggled to his feet. As the base’s men moved in to surround them Kenson glanced at them. John lunged for the gun and they struggled. He finally got a grip on her gun arm and broke it taking the gun from her. “Take him down!” she screamed as she staggered away. John dove for covered pulling his rifle. He cursed as he realized he hadn’t restocked on clips after rescuing this insane boshtet from the batarians. He began exchanging fire and noted that most of these people were novices but they had his massively outnumbered and his clips were low.
“He won't go down!” One said in panic just before John shot him.
“We don't want to hurt you, Commander. Lay down your weapons!” Kenson called over the comms and John scoffed.
YOUR GALAXY IS IN SIGHT. YOUR FINAL DAYS ARE AT HAND
John staggered. It was the object again. Trying to dominate him. He shook it off but it allowed the guards to get close. His rifle was shot out of his hands. He made a disgusted noise in the back of his throat and pulled his shotgun free.
“We can't keep this up much longer!” Another guard said and John felt a rush of hope. They were too green if he could get the comm room or the shuttle ba-
THE END OF YOUR SPECIES WILL COME.
It pressed again. John hissed ignoring the blood dripping from his nose. Never, never, never, never! He opened fire on a flame unit, causing the man’s tank to explode taking out several others.
STRUGGLE, IF YOU WISH. YOUR MIND WILL BE MINE.
“Fuck, you!” John bellowed, even as he staggered. A shotgun blast sent him reeling but he used his momentum to spin him around and shoot the man. His gun ran empty and John threw it at an approaching man. It smacked into his face and sent him reeling. John tackled him and reached for his knife, intending to stab down and kill this piece of-
YOU SHALL BE THE FIRST TO WITNESS OUR ARRIVAL.
John jerked back as it hit him again. He heard that snarl of frustration. A sense of anger, why won’t you yield. Yield, yield, yield, yield yield yield yieldyieldyieldyieldyieldyieldyield-
“NO!” John bellowed and was shot with a concussion round by another guard. He went rolling and slammed into a barrier. He couldn’t move and felt his consciousness slipping away. The presence seemed to scream in frustration and John had a vague, disoriented thought.
‘We have to be conscious to be indoctrinated…’
He decided to just let himself pass out. He knew he was in bad shape and hopefully the med bay was far from this thing. Just before his eyes drifted shut he saw Kenson kneel before him, her eyes glowing eerily.
“Take him to the med bay and patch him up.” Her distorted voice ordered. “We want Shepard alive.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, in Transit
"Good, looks like the Reaper IFF is finally hooked up and ready to go. We can let the Commander know when he checks in," Joker mentioned as he waited for John to contact him for first check in. Blasto was sleeping under Joker's legs in the cockpit, not annoying at all.
"That is not entirely accurate, Mr. Moreau. The device is powered, but it is causing some unusual instability in other systems," EDI commented and Joker rolled his eyes. He continued to monitor the ship as it stayed in a specific pattern around the system. His eyes flickering to the clock as he realized that it was past check in time. That was probably okay, nothing bad, check ins didn't have to be to the exact second...
"I have detected a signal embedded in the static. We are transmitting the Normandy's location," EDI stated, Joker sat up straight. Oh great.
"Transmitting? To who?" Joker asked. As if the galaxy truly wished to make life even worse, the Collector ship appeared like a monster from a bad dream. Alarms began to sound and Blasto surged to his feet. "Oh, shit. We're getting out of here!" As Joker's hands flew over the console, nothing happened. It was like a nightmare where you ran as fast as you could but you stayed in place as the monster advanced.
"Propulsion systems are disabled. I'm detecting a virus in the ship's computers," EDI reported and Joker's stomach fell through the floor. Not again...not again...
"From the IFF? Damn it, why didn't you scrub it?" Joker growled and the sounds of the Cerberus crew assembling made the hair on the back of his neck rise.
"Primary defense systems are offline. We can save the Normandy, Mr. Moreau, but you must help me," EDI stated. "Give me the ship." Joker looked behind him as the sound of something banging on the doors began.
"What? You're crazy. You start singing 'Daisy Bell' and I'm done," Joker cried and Blasto growled, remaining pressed into Joker's side.
"Unlock my sealed databases, and I can initiate countermeasures. The maintenance shaft in the science lab will allow passage to the AI core," EDI stated and Joker turned to look over his shoulder at the Cerberus crew aiming at the elevator door. "Main corridors are no longer safe. The Collectors have boarded." Joker got up and Blasto remained to his side. "The emergency floor lighting will guide you, Mr. Moreau."
"Damn it," Joker hissed and Blasto whined next to him. "I'm glad you agree, boy." Joker walked as fast as he could, the pain in his legs was high as Blasto remained by his side and he placed a hand on the varren's back. "Shit, shit, shit."
"Oh my god! What is that?" Goldstein cried out as the elevator doors opened, revealing a monster. Joker froze and Blasto shoved into his side gently, pushing the pilot. He continued, his heart racing.
"We'll hold it off as long as we can!" Hadley cried, waving Joker on. The monster leapt at two of the crewmen. "Hurry, Joker! Go!" Joker rushed into the lab, screams and gunfire more muted as the doors closed. As he approached the hatch he could see another monster floating in the mass effect core.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit," Joker hissed as he headed for the ladder. He looked at Blasto. "How are you getting down there?" The varren barked before crawling down the ladder like a demonic monkey. "I could have lived my life without seeing that." He groaned as he followed the varren into the dark maintenance tunnel. Blasto dropped down out of the hatch as Joker slipped out into Thane's room.
"Multiple hostiles detected on the crew deck," EDI reported. Joker looked to see Hawthorne hanging by the door.
"Joker! This deck is crawling with those things! Stay close...I'll protect you!" Hawthorne cried. Joker was relieved to have human back up. As they moved into the hallway, Hawthorne rushed to the left to avoid a monster dragging a crewmember back into the elevator. As Joker was about to follow Hawthorne, Hawthorne flew across the hallway. Another one of the monsters was staggering. Joker's heart dropped, he was dead. Then Blasto was on the creature that had attacked Hawthorne. Joker rushed towards the medical suite.
"Shit, shit, shit!'" he cried as he rushed, his legs hurt! There sounds of a varren in battle and a creature howling on the other side of the elevator made his heart pound.
"Main fusion plant offline. Activating emergency H-fuel cells," EDI reported and as Joker entered the medical suite, Blasto walked over, looking quite proud.
"I'm good with that!" Joker hissed, locking the door behind him as he headed towards the AI Core. "All right, I'm at, uh, you."
"Connect the core to the Normandy's primary control module," EDI explained. Joker sighed as he began working at the console.
"Great. See, this is where it starts, and when we're all just organic batteries, guess who they'll blame?" Joker groaned. "This is all Joker's fault. What a tool he was. I have to spend all day computing pi because he plugged in the Overlord." Blasto stared at EDI's display, attempting to chew on it. Then the holographic display appeared to explode and Blasto looked around confused. "Yeah...me too."
"Ah. I have access to the defensive systems. Thank you, Mr. Moreau. Now you must reactivate the primary drive in engineering," EDI explained.
"Argh! You want me to go crawling through the ducts again," Joker groaned.
"I enjoy the sight of humans on their knees," EDI stated and Joker stared at the display. "That is a joke."
"Riiight," Joker stated, pondering if he would be blamed for the coming Overlord and if she would be worse than the Collectors.
"The shaft behind you connects to the engineering deck. Good luck," EDI stated and Joker pointed at the ladder and Blasto did the creepy climb down the ladder again. As he emerged in Jack's "room" he heard movement above.
"Hostiles are present in engineering. They are heading towards the cargo bay," EDI explained and Blasto bared his fangs at the shadows in the stairwell. Joker took a few deep breaths as he watched the inhuman shadows move. "Engineering is clear of hostiles. Proceed immediately to minimize chances of detection." Joker rushed up the stair before entering engineering. He approached the panel. "Activate the drive and I will open the airlocks as we accelerate. All hostiles will be killed." Joker froze at that.
"What? What about the crew?" Joker cried.
"They are gone, Jeff. The Collectors took them," EDI explained.
"Shit," Joker hissed.
"I am sealing the engine room," EDI said as Joker activated the core. "I have control." The Normandy took off and Joker started to fall. Blasto was there to help him keep from breaking anything. Joker panted as he slid to the floor in pain.
"Purge is complete. No other life forms on board. Securing airlocks and cargo bay doors," EDI explained and Joker groaned as he got up.
"Send a message to the Illium leave team. Tell them what happened," Joker groaned.
"Message away. Are you feeling well, Jeff?" EDI asked.
"No. But thanks for asking," Joker sighed as he headed up with Blasto following close behind him.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 26th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, Approaching Illium
"So you will be leaving this ship to continue your mission against the Collectors?" Tarak asked. The young Prothean was a scientist, but he was learning about the Okinawa as he would most likely be assigned to it as Jane's personal contact with the Prothean team should she come back from the Collector mission. Jane nodded as she headed to the cockpit with her Prothean shadow.
"Green, put me into contact with the Normandy," Jane said.
"Yes, ma'am," Green stated and there was a moment. Joker's voice was frantic he went straight to her comm.
"Jane, thank God, how close are you to Illium?" Joker asked and Jane didn't like the tone.
"We're about to enter orbit in the next hour," she said.
"The Collectors attacked the Normandy and John missed his last three contact times," Joker stated and Jane's heart stopped.
"What?" she asked, cold entered her body. "Explain what has happened since you landed on Illium slowly and calmly." Her body was rigid as her mind raced for a moment before her killing intent stopped it. She could not afford to panic, she needed to be rational.
"John let the ground teams have shore leave on Illium and he got a call from Hackett. I took him out to a meet point where an unmarked shuttle took him on. EDI and I were testing the IFF and the Collectors set a trap. A virus shut down the Normandy. The Cerberus crew got taken," Joker said. "John hasn't met a single one of his check ins and he was planning on doing them every six hours." Jane paused. Six hour intervals, eighteen hours overdue for the first. Bad.
"Have you got the ground crew back?" Jane asked.
"We are here, Jane," Garrus said and relief washed over her.
"Blasto?" Jane asked. There was a bark and Jane nodded. "I'm going to contact Hackett, give your dock to Green. I may be using selective language when I speak to the Admiral." She switched Joker to Green before looking at Tarak. "My brother is missing while on a mission and the crew of his ship was taken by Collectors. The pilot managed to keep the ship from being taken over, but I need to find my brother and I know who to ask, but you will not be able to sit in on that meeting. I apologize." Tarak bowed.
"You forget, I understand the necessity for limited knowledge about priority missions," the Prothean said and Jane nodded as she headed to her cabin. A secure line was set up and Hackett looked less than pleased to see her.
"Shepard," he said and Jane gave him a look.
"Where did you send my brother?" she asked and the admiral kept his composure. Damn old soldiers and their poker faces. "I don't care about the why. He missed three check ins. I need to know if I need to go after him or not."
"Three?" Hackett grunted. "That's not good."
"Where did you send him and what do I need to know?" Jane asked and Hackett stared at her for a moment. "Remember, I'm technically on Spectre duty at this moment, this wouldn't be an order at all, but me trying to complete my Council mission to stop the Collectors." Hackett nodded at that.
"I sent him on a rescue mission for an undercover operative," Hackett said and Jane nodded. "I needed someone not connected to the Alliance and since the recent campaign against your brother has it well known he has...fallen...from Alliance honor, he was the best I could think of." Jane didn't like that, but she understood. She spend enough of her time on Black Ops. "She was in a prison on Aratoht." Jane winced at that. Batarian territory. Well shit.
"Could he still be in the system?" Jane asked and Hackett nodded his head.
"The undercover operation is within that system," he said and Jane nodded.
"I know some Dramye who might be able to get me the local Batarian chatter," Jane said.
"Jane, you should know this operative found a Reaper artifact," Hackett stated and Jane froze. Reaper tech was bad.
"Thanks for the heads up," Jane said and Hackett nodded.
"Hackett out," he said and as soon as he was gone Jane contacted one of the Dramye she knew. Almost immediately the batarian woman answered the call, an obvious smile on her face.
"Greetings, Shepard," she said with a bow. Jane returned the gesture.
"I apologize for the hour of my call," Jane said.
"No, it was perfect, I just celebrated morning prayers, you did not interrupt anything," Palak said and Jane nodded.
"I need your help, Palak," Jane said and the batarian smiled more.
"To be able to help you, I am honored," the woman said and Jane sighed.
"I need to know the local chatter for the Bahak system," Jane said and Palak chuckled.
"That will be easy, we have eyes there," she said and Jane blinked in surprise. "We keep spies on most militant planets. I can get you the local chatter recordings within the next two hours."
"Thank you, Palak, may the rain nurture the soil," Jane said and Palak grinned.
"It is an honor to aid you, our representative to the Council is making great strides for us because of your help. May the sun nurture your crops," Palak signed off and Jane nodded. If the Dramye spies knew what was going on, it would help Jane know what happened with John and if...rescue was necessary. She shook her head before an idea came to mind. She exited her room to find Tarak near the kitchen speaking to the crew chef.
"Tarak...I have a question about Reaper tech..." Jane started.
~*TF*~
"I assume you have a plan?" Miranda demanded as soon as Jane got on the Normandy a few hours later. Jane paused as she looked at the ground team. They were all looking at her. Jane looked at Miranda.
"Until John comes back, who is in charge?" Jane asked and Miranda's face scrunched up.
"You," the Cerberus agent sighed and Jack's face nearly split in vicious pleasure. Jane looked at Joker.
"I've got coordinates, I'm waiting to hear back from my Dramye contact, but we know we need to get to the Bahak system yesterday," Jane said.
"The Dramye?" Miranda seemed shocked.
"Peaceful batarians, Bahak system Hegemony world, may have spies," Mordin commented and Jane nodded.
"Dramye routinely rescue batarian slaves of any race when they can in undercover missions. Dramye believe all beings are equal, they make it a point to do what they can to rescue those in need. Part of the reason the Hegemony kills the Dramye whenever they can is the Hegemony needs slavery to keep power over the batarian people, such a radical ideological difference cannot be tolerated," Jane explained.
"And you made sure the Dramye are the batarian government system that the Council works with. They get all the benefits of a Council race while the Hegemony doesn't," Garrus chuckled.
"Not as dumb as I look," Jane said.
"We are leaving," Joker said.
~*TF*~
The team was in the communication room looking at a star map of the Bahak system.
"This is Aratoht," Jane said, pointing at the second planet around the sun. "John rescued the operative from the prison on this world. The chatter from Aratoht is clear, John got her out and the batarians are not happy about that. We don't have the operative's base coordinates, but we do know what the batarian scans of the asteroid belt look like." The map changed slightly as the batarian intel overlapped the map. "Thanks to a friend of mine I just made recently, I have a filter that should help to locate the Reaper tech this operative found. EDI, use that filter."
"Shepard, who supplied this filter?" EDI asked.
"I'll tell you about that later...it's currently classified information," Jane explained, Liara would flip her shit if she knew that the SSV Okinawa, parked mere blocks from her office had had a living Prothean on it...well, it make Jane smile slightly since Liara had known John was alive...Jane shook her head. Not the time for petty crap now. She would tease Liara in the future, not that Liara probably wasn't aware of Operation Prometheus Unchained. As the filter registered, one of the asteroids had a glow. "Holy shit, it worked." Tarak had revealed that most Reaper tech was untraceable on energy scans, but some tech was made from certain materials, commonly found in basic scans, but rarely looked for in combination. Worked like a charm.
"Joker, get us there," Miranda ordered and Jane took a deep breath.
"Not bad," Garrus said.
"Be honest, you weren't sure it would work," Tali teased and Jane nodded.
"I wasn't. I don't know why John hasn't checked in, but I know he got off of Aratoht on his own two feet. My only concern is that he might have ended up with an operative who was indoctrinated by the Reaper artifact," Jane explained. Garrus placed a hand on her shoulder.
"He's going to be fine," Garrus said and Jane leaned into his body.
"If you believe that...I suppose I can believe in you," Jane said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Project Base, Asteroid Belt in the Bahak System
An ache is what John felt as soon as he woke. Like he had gone five rounds with Krogan then gone another five after he had passed out. His head throbbed and the strangest sensation. Like his head had been exposed to the sun and almost but not quite burned.
“...like Shepard was waking up a moment ago. But it could be a glitch in the system.” Someone was saying. John groaned as he woke and sat up.
“No glitch. The sedatives aren't working! Security!” a woman screamed rushing from the room. John hopped down from the table as the security officers rushed in. He lunged at them, hitting one with a hook and the other fired in a panic. John slammed another punch into him, sending both men to the ground quickly. He glanced at the observation window as the room locked down and saw the woman’s smug look. Not even bothering to says anything he took stock of the room, walking around to look for a way out.
“Step away from the terminal!” the woman who locked him in ordered as he passed by a terminal. John paused and smirked as he looked it over. It was a mech control terminal. Ignoring the woman’s inane chatter he took control of a nearby mech. Guiding the mech with the display he sent it into the room. The woman panicked and tried to shoot it but he just had it focus fire on her. He felt a twinge of sorrow but knew she was likely indoctrinated and beyond help. Moving the mech into the next room he guided it through the other mechs, shooting them down. Spotting a power junction he guided to it and had it shoot it down. As the junction exploded, taking the mech with it, the door to the room came down. As he exited he found a nearby weapons locker. He overheard Kenson barking out orders for teams to stop him. As he finished arming up in a generic set of armor her glanced up at the arrival timer in this room.
Only an hour and fifty-six minutes till the arrival.
“Not much time,” John growled as he checked a rifle and finished arming up. “I have to get this asteroid moving and get the hell out of here.”
~*TF*~
Jane stood behind Joker and EDI played the information from the base.
"Shepard's escaped!" a woman's voice cried and Jane smiled.
"Joker, blow up every shuttle on that roof," Jane ordered.
"What...why?" Joker asked.
"They've been indoctrinated by the Reaper artifact," Tali said.
"We can't afford to have Reaper servants infiltrating space," Jane said as she headed to the airlock. She looked behind her. " Tali and Legion, I want to have control of this station and that radio tower looks like a great place to take over. I want you to make life hell for these bastards. Find John and see if we can get him on comm. Miranda and Samara, I want you two watching over our techs to make sure no one stops them. Thane, Kasumi, you make sure no one gets close to the Normandy, better yet, keep this roof as clear as possible. Grunt, Garrus, Mordin, and Jack, let's go get the rightful Commander of the Normandy back." The team split and the rescue team waited for Tali and Legion to get set up.
"Good news, we know where John is," Tali said.
"Great, can we ping him?" Jane asked and Tali made a noise.
"That's the bad news. Those in control are jamming his comms, we can't reach him, but we can use their tracking of him to keep tabs and they won't be able to jam our comms," Tali said.
"Get all information you can from their servers, EDI...help them with that," Jane ordered. "Let's so rescue John."
~*TF*~
“Finally,” John grunted to himself as he shot the last of the guard in the project control room. He holstered his rifle and made his way to the engine control. He rolled his eyes when he began to access the console and the VI spoke up to welcome him. It wasn’t even encrypted, anyone could have started the project.
“That might have been the original intent,” John muttered to himself before addressing the VI at the terminal. “I want to activate the Project.”
“Warning. Activating the Project will result in an estimated three hundred and five thousand casualties. Do you wish to continue?” the VI spoke up. John took a step back. Hundreds of thousands of people. Innocent people just going about their lives and with one push of a button John was going to kill them all. He clenched his hand into a fist. It was simple math, thousands versus billions but he never like that kind of math. He always wanted to save everyone he could. He would die to do that, he had died to do that. Could he kill to save billions? Mustering his courage and whispering a prayer to the God his sister still believed in John stepped forward and activate td the project. He staggered as the engines kicked on.
“Project activation in progress. Collision with mass relay is imminent. Begin evacuation procedures.” The VI exclaimed and John made a split decision, accessing the base’s comm system and directing a message to colony.
“Alert: All colonists living in the Bahak system: This is Spectre John Shepard. Extremists have armed a locale asteroiud with engines and have set it on a collision course for the relay in this system. Evacuate imm-” John tried before he was cutoff.
“Shepard! No! Do you have any idea what you've done? You leave me no choice. If we can't stop this asteroid, it must be destroyed!” Kenson screamed at him.
“Tell me where to find Doctor Amanda Kenson,” John ordered the VI.
“Doctor Kenson is traveling to the reactor core module.” The VI informed him.
“An eezo core meltdown should do it. Because of you, everyone on this rock will be obliterated!” Kenson snarled.
“Not if I get to you first.” John snapped.
~*TF*~
"Did you hear that?" Tali asked and Jane hissed.
"Hold, Tali, plot us the quickest path from here to the reactor core module. Legion, get me a clear line," Jane barked and there were some noises before her omni-tool glowed. Jane pulled up the secret Dramye comm channel she had gotten from Balak.
"This is the Devagopa warning the batarian agents on Aratoht, that message was legitimate, you have less than an hour and a half to get to the mass relay. Repeat this is legitimate, any evacuation that can be done must be done now!" Jane closed the comm and prayed that was enough time for the Dramye spies on Aratoht to not only evacuate but to save some of the other people on the planet. "Thanks, Legion." Jane said.
"What does Devagopa mean?" Garrus asked.
"Oh...it's just the batarian word for shepherd," Jane explained. "The Dramye use that when talking about me because they don't want the Hegemony to know how much I support and help non-Hegemony batarians."
"Clever tactic," Mordin commented and Jane nodded.
"What do you mean?" Grunt growled as he shot a guard trying to flank the group.
"Hegemony propaganda makes Jane Shepard into batarian boogeyman, use her to scare batarians into submission. Dramye have no such fear and can create positive propaganda using code name. Hegemony don't know who Dramye speak about because they believe their own propaganda," Mordin explained.
"I have the path ready," Tali said. "Follow the emergency lights and I'll get you to John." A door across from the group opened and they could see emergency lights flashing silently.
"Thanks, Tali," Jane said.
"Anytime," Tali responded.
~*TF*~
“Turn around. Now!” John barked at Kenson, utterly fed up with her bullshit. Running around, overriding the meltdown, killing these poor indoctrinated fools. He was full prepared to shoot her now but he needed to have her questioned. Who knows what else she had done.
"You've taken them away from me. I will never see the Reapers' arrival," Kenson growled as she pulled out a detonator. John paused as they locked eyes. "All you had to do was stay asleep. None of this had to happen." A shot went off and Kenson's forehead exploded in a spray of blood. As her body dropped revealing Jane in the opposite doorway, her sniper rifle in her arms.
"Did you miss me?" Jane asked and John smiled, barely glancing at Kenson.
"We need to go," he said and Jane nodded.
"We cleared the path behind us," Jane said. "Tali, can you get John back on our comms?"
"You've taken out most of the people in the building," Tali said in all their ears and John felt relief.
"Good to hear you again," John said and Jane turned to head out. John looked at Kenson for a moment before they began to run.
"Glad we got you back," Tali said. "We have a lot of the data from this project."
"That's something," Jane said, taking a shot down the long hallway.
"Shepards, ships are starting to leave Aratoht, Jane Shepard, you have a message from one of the first ships heading to the relay," EDI said.
"Put it through, it should be a straight run back to the ship," Jane explained to John.
"Devagopa, we will manage to save a few hundred between the twelve ships we have been hiding on the planet. Our agents live because of your actions and those of your duplicate," a batarian voice said. "Thanks to Shepard's message, the Hegemony leaders on the world authorized evacuation, we made sure it would not be easy for them to leave people behind. Not all will escape, but enough will live to tell the tale. A few of our agents will be aiding in planned mutinies. Most who survive this will be with the Council soon."
"What was that?" John asked.
"Jane just passed on the seriousness of your warning to the planet," Jack chuckled.
"Let Dramye spies know you were a legitimate warning, got them moving," Mordin added.
"The Dramye had spies here?" John asked before shooting an attacking guard coming from behind.
"Apparently," Jane said and the team headed for the airlock.
"Let's go!" John barked and the team took off across the roof for the Normandy. Cover fire let them know they were followed, but nothing reached them as they boarded the Normandy.
"We're clear, Joker!" Miranda called and the ship took off. As they approached the relay they could see ships approaching from Aratoht.
"Time to go," John said as he looked at the pilot. As they entered the relay John noticed the quiet. He stared at the CIC. Before he could open his mouth Jane grabbed his shoulder.
“John, I know you’ve had a rough day but something has happened.”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Liara sat working at the Shadowbroker terminal. So much data to compile and leak to the right sources. A message pinged. She looked to see it was a recording from Jane Shepard.
"Hey Liara, I'm sure you already know about the whispers of this," Jane said, looking rather smug. "I just wanted to let you see what I've been working on." Jane turned the camera to show a collection of aliens. "These are Protheans... I woke them up. Guess whose permission you need to acquire to join the team? Yes, I set it up that way. Don't bother trying to get John to help you." Liara's eyes widened in awe as she realized there were living Protheans available to speak to...then dark realization fell upon her. Jane Shepard was the one she needed to ask...her face turned nearly purple as she realized she would need to appeal to Jane for access to the Protheans. Darkness surrounded her and she wondered if that noise she was hearing was the mad cackling of Jane's laughter across the galaxy.
OMAKE 2
The view starts on a close-up of Tobias’s face as he addresses the readers.
“I would first like to say that I am sorry. Sorry that I have been blocking Belle’s somewhat smutty Omakes and comments while indulging in walking that line myself. Know in the future that Belle will have a few scenes that she will write without any grief from me.”
The camera pans out to see Tobias wrapped in rope and hanging above a large pile of wood for a bonfire. Garrus holds up cue cards with his lines on them as Jane and Belle hold lit torches with other Shakarian fans in the background.
“I hear your demands and we will adhere to them.”
OMAKE 3
"Let's play with Javik, shall we?" Jane said and the two headed to the training hall. The Prothean soldiers were in various activities, except for a few supervising. Jaimini waved at Anik and he nodded before approaching another Prothean. It was quick and the soldiers quickly made a circle. Jane approached from one side, stretching.
"I see the human wants to fight," Javik stated and Jane smirked as she looked at him.
"That's right, I'm here to take you on," Jane said and Javik snorted.
"I do not play with primitives," he huffed and Jane glared.
"I am challenging you to prove myself!" Jane barked and Javik looked at the others.
"Primitives like you only understand one form of combat," Javik sneered.
"Trial by Snu-Snu," the Protheans began to chant and Jane blinked as Javik began to undress.
"Wait...what.." Jane was confused as Jaimini and Anik gave her thumbs up.
"Trial by Snu-Snu!" Javik cried as he dropped his chest armor.
"Oh...you have got to be fucking me," Jane groaned.
"The Primitive does understand!" one of the soldiers cried and Jane decided she should have left some of the Protheans asleep.
Belle Note: Yes, I know Javik and the Protheans were not interspecies hanky-panky friendly, but I was watching some Javik cuts to make sure I got his speech pattern right and it showed the night together with Javik after the DLC party and I couldn't help but giggle at his nonchalant comment about primitives doing something right. Also, I love the Futurama Amazonians, in fact, I'm one of those people who loves using armor in games that is "sexy" because my battle cry is "Death by Snu-Snu!" Let me have my metal bikini because it makes me laugh whenever I play. I hope you enjoyed this one.
OMAKE 4
Hiding in his office at the Twin Fates studio Toby catches up on paperwork he has been neglecting to get the finale of this chapter. Sighing as he sees a request to resume the studio tours he agrees to it hoping none of the fans will try to make off with the crew again.
They’re still cleaning off the remains of the last fan who had grabbed Jack from behind.
He got to the last of it and was surprised there was no bill for the team’s latest monthly paintball carnage. It started out as a great way to blow off steam but the bills were outrageous. Whoever created paintball versions of biotics needed a stern talking to. That field five miles away was still smoking after six months. Jane just blamed it on Jack.
“Done with the paperwork yet?” Belle asked as she strolled in. Toby nodded and handed her the stack to sign off on.
“I did notice one thing, no paintball bills. They skip it this month?” Toby asked, going for his coffee.
“Nah, they sold tickets to a fan event they’re just starting now actually. They’re using the old arc 1 studios.” Belle explained flicking through the papers. Toby started at her in horror and Belle glanced up at him, unconcerned. “What?”
The answer to Belle’s question was given as the entire building was rocked by an explosion and screaming and shouting rang out.
“FOR TUCHANKA!”
“CAPTURE THE TURIAN STUD MUFFINS!”
“FOR OUR QUEEN JACK!”
“BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!”
“WE ARE HERE TO HELP THE QUARIAN PEOPLE!”
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Belle and Toby looked out his open door to see a screaming, naked Miranda covered in paint go running by the door with hordes of fans after her.
“If she gets that biotic dampener off they use during these things they’re so dead.” Belle mused. Toby slowly dropped his face into his hands.
“Ah HA!”
“OH SHIT SHE’S USING BIOTICS! RUN!”
“SHE WARPED MY WINKIE!”
“DIE PERVERTED SCUM!”
“Studio undies for sale! Would you like lacy-Liara or lacy-Miranda?”
“Do you have leather-Jane?”
“KASUMI!”
Notes:
Belle AN: I have been looking forward to this chapter since Jane's time skip chapter. I'm sure you guys caught me setting it up, but how about them Prothean apples? I love the culture shock of the Protheans, especially that Javik Liara relationship, and I look forward to incorporating them into the story more. Let us see the ripples this change makes. Also, let me just say, one of my favorite moments in gaming is the moment the player got to take over Joker during the Collector attack. It was amazing and then immediately annoying because he is so FUCKING slow. I know why...but I'm sure everyone's first play through was "nope, nope, nope, WHY DON'T I HAVE A GUN?!" Side note: The technique used on the IFF with Jack and Jane using shockwaves is actually one I use when playing the IFF. I usually only bring one biotic and have them do shockwaves, just because the Scions can be a pain if you only have one person shooting them. The IFF generally doesn't take me that long because I know where the Scions show up so I just shockwave Husks and let Grunt and Garrus take on the Scions. If the Husk waves are done, I'll snipe the Scion from a safe distance.
Toby AN: Belle and I were talking as we were finishing this chapter and I just realized something that you might want to hear. The Object Rho always struck me as something Reapers made to force indoctrination on someone. You always have to be around typical objects for days, even weeks at a time. Rho just slams it into your mind. It seems the opposite of what they try so I thought is deserved something different. Plus it helps us reveal the insights into indoctrination they will discover.
Chapter 28: I May Fall
Summary:
The Shepard twins finally pass through the Omega 4 Relay. The Collector Base and its unpleasant surprise await. How will the horrors of the Collector Base scar the twins and who will fall?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby's Note: So, here it is folks. The last chapter of the Mass Effect 2 arc. Unlike previous chapters where one starts and the other adds, we swapped it back and forth between us. A bit more difficult but it works perfectly for this chapter. I hope you enjoy it, we’ve been working towards this point pretty hard. We’ve put our characters through hell and people will be hurt. Some will come back to their humanity and others will fall to the bottom. Given our changes after the initial opening Mass Effect 3 is going to be big in the alternate time line. So those of you who are comparing the two (you know who you are and I love you making those comparisons) get your note pads ready. Lots of major changes and some new scenarios. However, before we get there, settle in. Relax. Pour a drink. Turn on this chapter’s theme song (I May Fall by Casey Lee Williams). Turn down the lights. Let us tell you how this little arc ends…
Belle's Note: You all knew this was coming. We have already lost a few up to this point, how will that effect us and what will our dual heroes face on the way to the end. We are finally here and let me tell you, it has been...great. I look forward to showing you the ripples of our choices turning into tsunamis. Side note, MY music themes are different of course. I actually will regularly use the theme music of the game while writing. For this chapter, I used a mixture of the actual ME OSTs, emphasis on The End Run, Suicide Mission, and Reflections tracks from ME 2 and the Love Theme and From the Wreckage tracks from ME. I also used Take it Back from Miracle of Sound for most of the action sequences. I was actually turned ON to Miracle of Sound by this AMV https://youtu.be/p5kbBebrbqs if the link doesn't work, look up TankistFXA - Sacrifice (Mass Effect music video) on YouTube. Miracle of Sound is a pop culture band with a HIGH focus on video game based songs. I highly recommend checking them out if you haven't heard of them before and if you have, virtual high five!
TN2: *annoyed the mood has been ruined* Seriously? After the mood I set with my first note you have to try to one up me with another kick ass song? I mean you couldn’t wait for something in arc 3? Oh but nooooo Toby picked a great song so I have to try and show him up. I see how it is. We’ll just see who sides with me! My song is the title of the chapter!
BN2: *shrugging* Hey, you know my feelings on RWBY, I don't mind using your song for the title, I just wasn't feeling it for writing inspiration. I'm picky about my music during writing and I WILL take hours just to get the right playlist going. That is why I have Jane's Playlist, Game Songs, Gamer, AND Mass Effect playlists on my iTunes. Also, try to one up you? Please, I wasn't even trying. *winks and v-signs the readers* Don't worry, I've still got some good rocking songs for ME3.
TN3: *glares at her* Oh I call you out on that bull shit. Ignoring the RWBY aspect of it you could have saved that song for another chapter, hell the finale of 3! Nope, not gonna happen now. My way or the highway chapter title wise. Theme songs too.
BN3: *smirks as she cracks her knuckles* Oh really? Please, we both know depending on where we post it is a courtesy to each other that we don't go changing things before posting. If you want to push it, you're going to be shocked when I post this chapter on Archive with the title "Take it Back."
TN4: That’s it! *at this point the author’s notes devolves into a large brawl between friends, complete with cartoon dust cloud*
Garrus’s Note: Really? This again with these two?
Jack’s Note: I got fifty credits on Belle. *everyone winces as Toby lets out a high-pitched manly scream as Belle hits him in the male weak spot* Make that a hundred.
John’s Note: I don’t know Toby can fight dirty too. *everyone blinks at Belle’s scream of outrage and pain as Toby grabs her female assets*
TN5: Honk-honk bitch! *fight continues with a firm slap across the face ringing out from the cloud*
Jane’s Note: Goddamn it! Fine, I’ll start the chapter! And someone call Mordin!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 27: I May Fall
Earth Date: April 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2
"Shepard," Hackett stated as he entered the airlock. Jane saluted and he returned the gesture.
"I thought you might be more comfortable here with an Alliance escort, Sir," Jane said and Hackett nodded as they entered the ship. Hackett locked his eyes on the elevator, but he checked out the ship on his periphery. They said nothing until they were in the elevator and Jane hit a button.
"Casual conversation?" Hackett asked and Jane smirked, eyes on the door.
"Once you leave the ship, we are heading to the Omega 4 Relay, we will progress through it and who knows what we will find on the other side," Jane confessed while Hackett nodded.
"ETA on missing?" he asked and Jane thought for a moment.
"Give us two weeks, if you haven't heard from us after then...assume KIA and we failed," Jane said. "I left you with that pet project of mine, so even if we fall against the Collectors, you will have something." Hackett nodded as they exited the elevator.
John hissed as Miranda finished cleaning his wounds. As she was finishing, the door to the med bay slid open revealing Jane leading Admiral Hackett. He had a grim expression on his face.
“Doctor, I was hoping to have a few words with your patient,” Hackett said and she glanced at John. He nodded and Miranda walked out of the room. Hackett frowned as she passed him and Jane raised an eyebrow.
“Sir?” Jane questioned and Hackett shook his head.
“I believe I know that young woman,” Hackett mused. “Her profile has come across my desk as a high level Cerberus operative. A profile generated by someone I trust.” Jane felt her face flush. She had written that profile, and many others about the Cerberus personnel on the ship.
“Admiral Hackett, I wasn’t expecting to see you here,” John said, drawing his attention to him and not his crew.
“You went out there as a favor to me, Spectre. I decided to debrief you in person,” Hackett explained. “Of course that was before the mass relay exploded and destroyed an entire Batarian system. What the hell happened out there?”
“Have you received any intel about what happened?” John asked but shot his sister a questioning look. Jane returned it with a flat stare.
“All I know is I sent you to break Amanda Kenson out of prison and now an entire system has been destroyed. I hope you can fill in the leap of logic between those two events,” Hackett said and John sighed. He hopped off the bed and took up the data pad nearby that he had been working on. He handed it to Hackett.
“The details are in my report but to summarize I confirmed Doctor Kenson’s proof. The Reapers were coming and destroying that relay was the only way to stop them,” John explained as Hackett glanced over the report. “Kenson sedated me for almost two days. I started the engines with only a little more than an hour left. I tried to warn the Batarian colony and if Jane hadn’t been able to warn the colonists with her contacts all of them would have died.”
“The Hegemony reported that only a few thousand have survived but the Dramye have said that almost a third of the colony has survived. Reports are also coming out that the colony’s Hegemony leadership were preventing civilians from leaving. The surviving colonists are defecting to the Dramye in mass and word is that there is a huge social upheaval.” Hackett informed them and Jane looked surprised.
“That’s fast, it hasn’t even been twelve hours yet,” Jane noted and Hackett shot her an amused look.
“Given recent events with your brother and your work to get the Dramye an embassy on the Citadel, our deep operatives have been reporting that things are edging toward a civil war within the Hegemony. It wouldn’t surprise me if this event catapults them into one. It’s only a shame that more colonists couldn’t escape.” Hackett noted and John winced.
“They died to save trillions but if I could have saved them you bet your ass I would,” John said and Hackett waved him off.
“You’re preaching to the choir, Spectre. However this could cause us issues with the Hegemony. The Reapers are coming and we can’t afford to have them lashing out at us and everyone else in their way,” Hackett explained.
“Admiral what are you saying?” Jane questioned. “John acted as Spectre, his own transmission identified himself as one.”
“I don’t know but given the shitstorm before this happened I anticipate the Hegemony trying to use it against us somehow. After your mission is done I want you to contact me, John,” Hackett said, focusing on him. “We may need you to make some hard choices to keep us from being weakened by a war with the Hegemony.”
“I understand,” John said and Hackett handed him his report back.
“In the meantime you keep this,” Hackett said, “I don’t need to see a report to know you did the right thing.”
“Thank you Admiral,” John replied.
“You’ve done a hell of thing, Spectre.” Hackett said and turned to leave. John watched the Admiral go and sighed as he seemed to slump.
“You okay John?” Jane asked and John shook his head.
“I sentenced thousands to die just to save trillions. Men. Women.” John paused. “Children. Slaves and free batarians. I get the math but I think this will haunt me to the day I die.” Jane bit her lip as her brother left the med bay.
~*TF*~
Jane followed John up to the CIC as they looked over the holographic display. Hackett was gone as they looked at the Omega 4 Relay.
"EDI, what's our ETA?" John asked.
"We will arrive at the Omega 4 Relay in eighteen hours," EDI reported and Jane blinked at that.
"I’m going to try and get some sleep. Maybe look over my equipment. You should look over the weapons systems with Garrus," John commented. Jane smirked.
"You're a hell of a wingman, John, getting a good friend AND your sister laid tonight," she commented and he gave her a look.
"Unnecessary," he huffed. "I am your older brother."
"Only by fourteen minutes," Jane stated as she headed to the elevator, she needed to get some things ready, first off, putting Blasto with Grunt. The krogan would enjoy playing with the varren for the night. Plus, between Samara and Mordin, Jane had a few ideas.
~*TF*~
The door pinged and Jane opened it, Garrus started in and froze when he looked at her. She smiled shyly. Kasumi had been more than willing to let her borrow the dress she had worn to catch Morinth again. Garrus' eyes were on the peek-a-boo panels showing off her waist. Credit to his willpower, he whipped his eyes up to her face. She smiled more.
"You can come in," she said and he entered, holding up a bottle.
"I brought wine...the best I could afford on a vigilante's salary," he said and Jane noticed he was out of his armor as he entered. He blinked as he noticed the mat on the floor. "You got a turian futon." He sounded anxious and Jane nodded.
"The vids," Jane said and he nodded as he swallowed nervously.
"If you were a turian, I'd be complimenting your waist or your fringe. So...your, uh, hair looks good. And your waist is...very supportive," he stammered and Jane caught the side of his face with her hand.
"Garrus, you don't have to be nervous...I'm a sure thing," Jane said and he stared at her for a moment. His blue eyes intense as he gazed at her face.
"I just...I've seen so many things go wrong, Jane. My work at C-Sec, what happened with Sidonis..." he said as he moved towards her. Jane looked up at him. "I want something to go right. Just once. Just..." Jane ran her thumb over the compression bandage on his cheek and their heads came down, pressing their foreheads together in a turian kiss. His hand finally touched her shoulder, the talon was smoothed to a blunted surface, not razor sharp. He had to have filed them so that as he stroked her skin he would do no damage. "You're so soft." She chuckled as she twisted her head to kiss him. So different from a human, still so comforting, like home. She clung to him as she kissed him and slowly his arms began to wrap around her.
For a moment they forgot to speak, instead letting their bodies explore one another. Fingers running over skin and clothing, embracing each other as they nuzzled and cuddled. Both races bonded through touch and the two of them had kept touching so minimal between them. It was too easy to move to sitting on the floor, Jane's legs slipping over Garrus' hips in a way that made him gasp in a pleased way. They hugged, chests close, as their faces buried into the other's neck.
"I don't want to mess this up," Garrus said and Jane caught his cheeks, bringing her head back so they could look at each other.
"I promise you, you won't," she said and he stared at her, his arms tightening around her, pulling her tightly to his chest as he ducked his head under her chin to rub his face and mouth against her neck. The tracing of his sharp fangs against her throat sent a thrill rushing low on her body and she gasped in pleasure. Her hands moved up behind his head, remembering Samara's advice, she stroked the delicate skin under his fringe and Jane was crushed to him as he groaned. It was a deep, primal noise that made her breath leave her in a pleasure shaken exhale.
"Again," he pleaded and she gave him what he wanted as she wrapped her legs around his waist, pressing her groin against his and he made a strange noise. "Your...legs..." He gasped in her ear as one of his hands cupped the back of her head and he slowly pulled back. "Please..." His voice was desperate.
"What is it..." Jane panted, there was something so needy in his voice.
"Please...I want you..." he groaned and Jane smiled up at him as she brought his hand up to the clasp of the dress.
"I'm yours...if you'll be mine..." she said. She felt a slow fear as he caught the clasp and stared at it. She couldn't take rejection again...he swallowed as he pulled the clasp and the dress began to open. Jane felt vulnerable for a moment before his face glowed as if he was being gifted something he always wanted. Garrus looked her in the eyes with his cold blue gaze pleased and joyous.
"Your mine and I'm yours," he said as he initiated his first human kiss. "My Jane..." Part of Jane broke under the immense relief and she felt the tears. She was embarrassed. "Did I do something wrong?" he sounded frantic and she shook her head.
"No...not at all...something just went very, very right," Jane said as she helped him to remove her dress.
~*TF*~
John crossed his arms as he took the call from the Illusive Man. After he had finished a call to Liara, EDI had informed him the Illusive Man wanted to speak to him. As the hologram sprung to life in the room John noted the man was staring at the sun John still wasn’t able to identify.
“John, word is you’re hitting the Omega 4 Relay tomorrow. I wish I had more information for you. I don’t like you heading through that relay blind, but we don’t have much choice,” he said as he turned to face John.
“I’ve got some of the best working with me. I know we’ll make it.” John noted.
“I knew we brought you back for a reason. I’ve never seen a better leader, despite recent events I still say you’re the best man for the job. Despite the danger it’s a great opportunity. When you get back we’ll deal with the Hegemony situation.”
“I’m going to destroy the Collectors to stop their attack on humanity. As for the Hegemony, I’ll deal with that when we make it back.” John retorted.
“Understood. It’s still impressive.” The Illusive Man said. “I just wanted you to know I appreciate the risk you’re taking. When you come back, know that Cerberus will be here if everyone else turns on you. You’re a valuable asset. To all of humanity. Be careful Shepard.”
~*TF*~
Jane woke to the warmth of being tucked against a chest. She stared at the wall as Garrus' breath remained smooth in rest and she smiled as she realized one of his hands was gently cupping her breast. Ever so slowly she turned, his hand slowly relinquishing its handful of her flesh, instead wrapping around her. One of his arms was tucked under his head, acting as a pillow. She mirrored the pose, the other hand touched his chest and he made a happy gurgle, pulling her body close. His head dropped and they were forehead to forehead again. Turian kisses were rather special since they could be done with little help for aiming.
The compression bandage was on the side he was sleeping on, but Jane could make out the scar on his lip. Across his body were scars. They made quite the pair. During a moment of reprieve last night, he had traced her scars, later she had returned the favor. He had actually giggled when she traced the bullet wound she had cost him on Haestrom. She had definitely made a noise that was not a giggle when he had followed her talon scar on her back with his tongue. He was truly a bad turian. She reached up and stroked the scar on his lip with her thumb, jumping when he kissed the digit. She looked up into his eyes and his mandibles jumped in turian self satisfaction. She pressed her forehead into his gently and he sighed as his arms wrapped around her. One arm pulled her leg up over his hip. It fell into the notch there well and he rolled her beneath him.
"You are a really bad turian," Jane sighed and he chuckled.
"I just feel a little tense about the mission today," he stated as he pulled back to look at her.
"I thought my impressive flexibility would have done something about that last night," Jane teased and Garrus chuckled.
"How about I use my reach for a rematch?" he suggested and Jane looked at the clock. She hooked her other leg around his waist.
"I'm game," she said, they would have plenty of time to have a morning go, shower, and prep for the Omega 4 Relay.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 28th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega 4 Relay, Normandy SR-2
“We ready?” John asked as he stood behind Joker. The pilot nodded.
“Approaching Omega 4 Relay, everyone stand-by.” Joker called out over the intercom. Jane was not too far from John, her arms crossed but totally relaxed. John kept his eyes trained on the window as they approached.
“Let’s make it happen,” John said and Joker nodded as he laid in their course.
“Reaper IFF activated.” EDI announced. “Signal acknowledged.”
“John drive core emissions are off the charts!” Tali called over the comms.
“Drive core electrical charge at critical levels.” EDI smoothly informed them as they flew toward the relay.
“Rerouting!” Joker replied, shunting the excess electrical energy. As the Normandy approached the relay and shifted as it entered a standard jump, John blinked as the usual relay blur was red and not blue.
“Brace for deceleration!” EDI called. The blur ended and John jerked. They were flying straight at debris!
“Oh shit!” Joker cried and his hands flew over the controls. The Normandy ducked and weaved, making its way through the debris field. After they made it through he let out a breath. “Too close.”
John took a breath and looked out the window. Thousands of ship wrecks floated not too far from them.
"Jesus, Joker...we need to have you make a fucking flight training sim for the Alliance one of these days," Jane muttered as she stared at the wall of derelict space vessels.
“These must be the ships that tried to make it through the Omega 4 relay. Some look…ancient,” Joker noted.
“Shepard-Spectre, our local scans have detected several ships belonging to Asari, Salarian and Turian exploratory vessels, along with several independent vessels.” Legion informed them over the comms.
“Space-cowboys,” Jane noted tersely and John nodded.
“I have detected an energy signature near the edge of the accretion disk,” EDI noted and John looked away from the debris field. A large station floated in the distance.
“That has to be the Collector base,” she mused.
“Take us in for closer look Joker,” John ordered. “Nice and easy.” The Normandy moved smoothly toward the station for a few minutes before EDI spoke up.
“Careful Jeff. We have company.” She noted. John glanced at the radar image and frowned. It looked like a large probe. Joker’s hands flew just before it opened fire, making the Normandy dodge and weave.
“Taking evasive maneuvers!” Joker called out as he worked. Several more flew in to intercept them and Joker’s hands flew over the controls. The Normandy fired at several, shooting them down. “These things are pissing me off! EDI take these bastards out!” The Normandy shook as one hit the ship.
“I hope the new plating holds,” Miranda noted and despite the danger John couldn’t help but wonder when she got there. The Normandy shook and Joker snarled something under his breath. The Normandy twisted and turned as it moved. The Normandy jerked and EDI called out.
“Alert. Hull breach in the cargo bay!”
“I’ve got it, John.” Jane said and John nodded as she moved off.
~*TF*~
"Jack, Grunt, meet me at the elevator, we've got an uninvited guest on the ship," Jane said over her comm as she got into the elevator. She stopped at the engineering deck, the two heavy hitters grinned as Blasto barked.
"How was your night?" Jack purred and Jane grinned.
"Competition to see who blows this fucker up first, if I win, you don't say shit to me about how I spend my nights ever again," Jane challenged and Jack laughed.
"Fuck that, two hundred credits I kill it first," the biotic chuckled and Jane shook her head.
"Fine, be a bitch," Jane shot back.
"What if I kill it?" Grunt asked and Jack and Jane shared a look.
"Fishdog Tastee Bites," the two women said in unison and Grunt smiled brightly before laughing happily.
"I'll kill it," he chuckled happily.
"I swear, your little tail is almost wagging," Jack sneered at the krogan and he laughed more.
"Want to help me make it wag? I might break you," he said, looking at the biotic with one blue eye. Jane began to laugh hysterically at Jack's expression.
"When the fuck did you start making sex jokes?" Jack cried as the elevator opened and they stared at the probe.
"Down!" Jane cried, pulling up her biotic barrier and rushing to the right with Blasto. Jack dove for cover under the control panel in front of the elevator and Grunt laughed as he began firing as he ran to the left.
"I'm getting Tastee Bites," Grunt roared. Jane and Jack both threw warps at the probe. The targeting "eye" bounced between them before aiming at Grunt. "Yes!" The two biotics began throwing warps at the probe's exposed back again and again.
~*TF*~
“Ah, come on, find some room,” Joker muttered as John watched. The Normandy shuddered as it scraped some debris.
“Kinetic barriers at 40 percent,” EDI Informed him and Joker scowled.
“Reroute non-critical power!” Joker ordered. “This is gonna hurt! Grab onto something!” He called over the comms.
“Oh you’ve got to be shittin’ me!” John exclaimed as he saw where his pilot was heading. He clamped his hands onto the back of Joker’s seat. The Normandy shot through a gap barely as big as it, scraping and slamming into the wrecks. “Damage report!”
“Kinetic barriers steady at 30 percent. No significant damage. Intruder still on board in the cargo hold.” EDI informed them. A loud bang echoed over the ship just then. “Correction, intruder destroyed.”
“Good work Jane,” John said into the comms as he calmed his racing heart.
“Thanks, John.”
"Fucking bitch, you cheated!" Jack's voice cried.
“Looks like we’re clearing the debris field, you better get back up here.” John noted
~*TF*~
Jane approached the area beside John behind Joker in time to see the Collector Base.
"There it is...the Collector Base," Jane whispered.
"You cheated?" John asked and Jane shrugged.
"Apparently throwing myself onto storage containers for a better shot was 'cheating' in Jack's book," Jane stated as they approached the oddly organic structure.
"See if you can find a place to land without drawing attention," John ordered.
"Too late. Looks like they're sending out an old friend to greet us," Mirada pointed out as the Collector ship they had tussled with before emerged from the side of the base.
"Time to show our new teeth. Fire the main gun," John ordered. A stream of energy flew at the Collector ship, shredding through it.
"How do you like that, you sons-of-bitches?" Joker cried in victory.
"Nothing like revenge therapy, huh, Joker?" Jane said with a smile meanwhile John shot Garrus a look.
"You calibrated that?" John stated and Garrus shrugged as his eyes moved to Jane's form as she high fived Joker.
"You'd be surprised what I can do with the right motivation," Garrus hummed contentedly.
"Get in close and finish them off," John ordered.
"Everybody hold on...gonna be a wild ride!" Joker cautioned. "Give'em hell, girl!" As the light tore through the Collector ship, causing it to explode, Jane's eyes narrowed in vindictive pleasure.
"Eat that, you assholes," she purred. That ship took away the first Normandy and sent Jane to hell, it was really therapeutic to watch it explode.
"Watch out!" Miranda cried out as the shockwave from the Collector ship's explosion rocked the Normandy. Jane slammed into a wall, clutching a panel to keep on her feet. John grabbed the doorway, Miranda slamming into him and his grip keeping them both up as Garrus clutched at the wall to stay up.
"Mass effect field generators are offline! EDI...give me something!" Joker cried.
"Generators unresponsive. All hands brace for impact," EDI warned.
"Fuck," Jane hissed as she threw a barrier around Joker's body as they hit. Those not in barriers slammed into the ground, luckily, most armor protected them.
"Joker? You okay?" John asked before noticing the barrier.
"Yeah...yeah...I'm okay," Joker said as the barrier dropped and Jane stood up. "Thanks, Jane."
"Anytime, Jeff," Jane said as she patted his shoulder.
"Multiple core systems overloaded during the crash. Restoring operation will take time," EDI reported as John and Joker shared a look.
“We all knew this was likely a one way trip,” Miranda said softly and John frowned.
“I’ll do whatever it takes to stop the Reapers, but I plan to live to tell about it,” John snapped.
“I’m glad you’re in charge,” Joker muttered. “What’s next?”
"How long until the Collectors find this landing zone?" Jane asked.
"I do not detect an internal security network. It is possible the Collectors did not expect anyone to reach the base," EDI explained as Jane and John shared a look.
"If we're lucky, their external sensors were hit like we were. They might not know we're alive," Joker said.
"Or they could be as arrogant as some of the heretic geth with their 'no windows' policy," Jane sighed.
“Joker, you and EDI get the ship back online. Jane, Miranda, let’s gather the others. We need to make a few scans and finalize a plan,” John ordered and the two women nodded.
~*TF*~
The team was in the conference room, finishing weapon checks and preparing for the attack. John entered and Jane nodded from one side of the table with Garrus, Tali, and Jack.
"This isn't how we planned this mission, but this is where we're at," John said as he moved to the front of the table. "We can't worry about whether the Normandy can get us home. We came to stop the Collectors, and that means coming up with a plan to take out this station. EDI, bring up your scans." The base appeared before them and the team looked the scans over.
"You should be able to overload their critical systems if you get to the main control center here," EDI explained. The location was a good haul away from where the SR-2 was located.
"This is going to require going through the heart of the station," Jane pointed out, pressing on her omni-tool to put a pin on the image. "Right past this massive energy signature."
"That's the central chamber. If our crew or any of the colonists are still alive, the Collectors are probably holding them in there," John sighed as the team looked at the scan.
"It looks like there are two main routes," Tali said, using her omni-tool to point out two pathways on the scan.
"It might be a good idea to split up to keep the Collectors off balance, then regroup in the central chamber," Garrus suggested.
"No good. Both routes are blocked. See these doors? The only way past is to get someone to open them from the other side," Miranda pointed out.
"It's not a fortress; there's got to be something. Here, maybe we can send someone in through this ventilation shaft," John said.
"That's narrow, it could be suicide and it would need to be a tech expert to get the doors open for both pathways quickly," Jane pointed out. John looked at Tali and then Legion.
"You're right, we need someone with tech skills to hack that security system. Legion, you're up," John said and Legion nodded, head panels moving. "The rest of us will break into two teams and fight down each passage. That should draw the Collectors' attention away from what you're doing."
"I'll lead the second fire team, Shepard. We'll meet up with you on the other side of the doors," Miranda said, moving to stand next to John. Jane smirked but kept her mouth shut. From next to her Jack snorted.
"Not so fast, Cheerleader. Nobody wants to take orders from you," Jack stated.
"This isn't a popularity contest! Lives are at stake, Shepard...you need someone who can command loyalty through experience," Miranda said, sneering at Jack. John looked at the group. Jack and Tali openly disliked Miranda too much and John wanted to have Jack with the second fire team.
"Garrus...you're in charge of the second team," John said and Garrus nodded at that. “Tali will accompany me and Jane on the first team, everyone else will follow Garrus.”
"Well, at least he knows what he's doing," Miranda conceded.
“Once we’re in they’re going to throw everything they have at us.” John said and everyone turned their attention to him. “I won’t lie to you and say this will be easy. We’ve lost people on the way. Friends, comrades, even the very people we’ve tried to save. We may lose more.” John paused and Jane watched as he stiffened, clenching his hands into fists. “But I gathered this team because I need your help to take these Collectors on. When we go into this base just remember, not one more. They attacked our ship, took our comrades. We will get them back and then we’re going to stop them here and now. They want to know what we’re made of? Then I say we show them on our terms. You know your assignments. So trust in each other and yourselves. I know we can do this, now let’s go and do it.”
“Hell yeah, let’s tear them a new asshole!” Jack cheered and led the way out of the room. As the others followed behind Jane came up next to John as they approached the airlock.
"You with me little sister?" John asked.
"Only by fourteen minutes," Jane commented before whistling and pointing Blasto at Joker.
"I don't need him!" Joker cried.
"It makes me feel better to know someone has your back while EDI focuses on the ship with you," Jane said. John grinned and stepped out, dropping down to the ground. As he began to walk away he heard Jane drop down behind him. Jane waited for Tali before they began to move towards their entrance. As they headed down the path, Jane looked over to see Garrus heading out. He gave her a head nod and she drew her sniper, holding it up. He returned the gesture before they broke eye contact. He would make it and she would too.
~*TF*~
“We are in position. Exterior temperature slightly elevated. No obstructions detected.” Legion informed them as they headed deeper in.
“It seems to be an obvious choice sending Legion into the ventilation shaft, John,” Tali noted.
“He’s a mech built to withstand hardier conditions rather than an organic. It seemed appropriate,” John noted, opening fire as they went further in and Collectors began to fly. Jane’s sniper rifle roar as she shot down a horned type.
“Second team are you position?” John asked into the comms after they finished putting down the Collectors.
“In position. See you on the other side of those doors.” Garrus replied and John grinned.
“Anyone else and I’d be worried,” He said to his sister, making sure his comm was muted before he spoke. Jane just smiled.
“Garrus will never let us down,” She noted and John raised an eyebrow at her tone. He was about to ask when Legion called them.
“Pathing failure. There is an obstruction in the tunnel.” John looked around and saw Legion waiting near a junction control. As they moved towards it more Collectors began to move in.
“Tali, clear the way for Legion we’ll cover you,” John ordered as he opened fire. Tali moved and after just a few moments the console beeped and the shaft vented as the door slide open.
“Obstruction removed. Proceeding.” Legion replied. “Thank you Creator-Zorah.”
“You’re welcome, Legion,” Tali said before focusing on John and Jane. “The display also indicated there are seven more ventilation controls.”
“Put them on our HUD Tali, let's get to them before Legion does,” John said and they moved deeper in.
~*TF*~
The battle plan was simple, John and Tali dealt with Collectors stupid enough to get close while Jane picked them off with her Widow. Once they reached a control, Tali would go for it to open the path for Legion while John and Jane covered her.
"That should be it," John said as the group rushed to the door. The door didn't move and he gave Jane a look, they shared the 'well shit' look as Jane switched to her assault, biotics flaring. "Come in!"
"Look out. Seeker swarms!" Garrus cried over the comm, gun fire in the background.
"We're in position," John said. "We need this door open now!"
"Go, we'll cover you!" Garrus ordered on the comm as John started firing on the approaching Collectors. The three holding suppressing fire successfully.
"Malfunction detected. Rerouting door access," Legion reported and Jane's blood ran cold. The team could do without them if Garrus was leading.
"Hold the line," Jane stated as she put a barrier on Tali, John, and herself. She took a deep breath, feeling her center.
"Corrected," Legion said and the door opened behind them. Jane's biotics flared.
"Tali go," John ordered, he was about to order his sister through, but with her barrier like that, he covered her from behind as she moved back. "Here they come! Fall back." Jane quickly turned and headed within the door to cover fire.
"Suppressing fire! Don't let anyone through that door!" Garrus ordered and the team got into position. Jane went to one knee in the front to help hold the door as Legion rushed to close it. The Collectors barely started approaching the door before it snapped closed.
"Nice work, Legion," John commented and Legion nodded his head before his little panels flickered. Jane wondered what the geth's calculated chances of their survival was at that moment. She wasn't going to ask.
"Shepard! You need to see this!" Miranda called.
“What is it?” John asked as he headed towards Miranda. The room was vast with hundreds of thousands of pods. They were connected to hundreds of large pipes leading deeper into the base. John approached the one closest to him and wiped the front of it clean. Inside he saw a little blonde girl with pig-tails, about eight to ten years old. She was holding her doll in one hand.
“More over here as well, Shepard,” Mordin noted, John glanced and saw several colonists and his taken crew further back. “By my count sixty-two colonists remain. That does not include our crew.”
“That’s it?” Jane muttered as she came up behind him. “They took almost three quarters of the colony.”
“John!” Tali screamed in horror pointing behind him. He whirled around and the little girl was conscious as she thrashed about in her pod. She began to scream and even though it was muted by the pod John felt it strike at him. His eyes widened as the horror truly sank in as her skin began to dissolve.
“NO!” he screamed clawing at the pod, trying to find a control. Not seeing one he tried to pry it open at the seams. Jane was suddenly there, her blade was digging into the seam, it sunk in and she was jerking, the pod began to open. John's eyes were locked on the child's as she screamed, beating on the glass and blood smearing the insides. She visibly melted before his eyes and as the process finished a grinding, gurgling came from the pod as her remains were sucked up and into the tubing. Jane stared at the mess, the pod barely opened.
“Get them out of there now!” John screamed rushing for the next pod. He yanked his shotgun free but not to fire. He turned it around and frantically beat of then glass. It shattered and he reached in, grabbing an elderly man with dark skin and yanking him out as the bottom of the pod began to fill with a small writhing mass of machines. John got the man free just as the bottoms of his boots began to melt. John hurriedly grabbed them and yanked them off, flinging them away. Jane was nearby, her blades slicing through the seams so she could use a pull to rip the pod open, freeing her colonist.
“Mordin check him!” John barked, setting the man down and running for the next pod. The process repeated dozens of times, by the time the last colonist was free his shotgun so smashed it was just a broken mass of wires and metal. He dropped the gun and checked on everyone. His team had gotten everyone free before anyone else even got close to that grisly fate. John went from person to person checking on them. He saw Kelly, Gabby, Chakwas, Gardner and everyone else from the ship near the end of the occupied pods.
“John? You came for us?” Chakwas said and John helped her to her feet.
“No one gets left behind,” John said and Kelly took in a trembling breath.
“Thank god you got here in time. A few more hours and, and…I don’t even want to think about it.” Kelly said softly.
“The colonists were…processed. Those swarms of little robots, they…melted their bodies into grey liquid and pumped it through these tubes.” Chakwas said, gesturing up to the ceiling of the chamber.
“Monstrous.” John growled.
“Why are they doing this? What are they doing with our genetic material?” Jane asked in a cold, killing voice, a light in her eyes that John didn't like.
“I don’t know. I’m just glad you found us when you did,” Chakwas said and rubbed her eyes.
“So are we but we need to get you back to the Normandy,” Jane noted, the sight of Chakwas alive clearly calming her and John nodded, turning his comms onto the Normandy.
“Joker? Can you get a fix on our position?” John asked. There was a moment before Joker’s voice filled their comms.
“Roger that John. All those tubes lead into the main control room right above you. The route is blocked by a security door but there’s another chamber that runs parallel to the one you’re in.” Joker noted.
“I cannot recommend that,” EDI chimed in. “Thermal emissions suggest the chamber is overrun with seeker swarms. Mordin’s countermeasure cannot protect you against so many at once.”
"Biotics are a weakness to the seeker swarms," Jane stated before looking at Jack and Samara. "We could create a biotic field to keep them from getting near us." Samara nodded at that.
"Yes...I think that may be possible. I wouldn't be able to protect everyone, but we might be able to get a small team through if they stayed close," Samara said and Jane felt her rage burning.
"I could do it, too, in theory, any biotic could handle it. Shepard, who do you want to maintain the field?" Miranda demanded, once again being a right pain in Jane's ass. God, she loathed that woman.
"Jane," John said without hesitation and Jane blinked. She felt like a ball of biotic fury, she could do it. "She and I will take a small team through the seeker swarms. The rest of you provide a diversion by going through the main passage. We'll open the security doors from the other side and meet you there."
"Who should lead the diversion team?" Miranda asked.
"Garrus is doing fine, he can keep it up," John stated and Jane nodded at Garrus again, he returned the gesture.
"What about us, Shepard? We're in no shape to fight and the colonists are in even worst shape," Chakwas said.
"Commander? We have enough systems back online to do a pickup, but we'd need to land back from your position," Joke said over the comms.
"We can't afford to go back, Shepard. Not now," Miranda stated.
"They'll never make it without help," Jane argued and John nodded at that.
"I'll send a couple people with you," he replied. "Mordin is a doctor, he can help with medical treatment once you all are onboard as well. Kasumi, you help Mordin with escorting the civilians back."
"Joker, need location of landing zone. Will meet you there," Mordin stated as Kasumi began gathering the colonists.
"Samara and Tali are with us," Jane said and John gave her a look. "Samara and I have done biotic shield training together, we know how to read each other's fields."
"Gay!" Jack cried from the back and Jane flipped her off.
"No one can predict your level of psycho, bitch," Jane shot back.
"We've all got our assignments. Let's move out!" John ordered and the teams split.
~*TF*~
The team stood by the door as Tali hacked it open.
“You ready for this?” John asked and Jane took a breath.
"Would you like me to create the barrier?" Samara asked and Jane shook her head.
"No...I need to get my head right, I can do this," Jane took another deep breath. She thought about the little girl in the pod. Thought about the fear and terror in that child's eyes. Thought about her helplessness. Rage welled drawing Jane to the greatest pain of her life. The feeling of weakness, the pain, the horror, the smell of their father's body burning. The sight of their mother's corpse. The helpless rage of a child. Her eyes glowed biotic blue as the door opened and she brought her arms to her sides, her glowing fists near her waist in a similar arm position as the horse riding stance. She might not be able to hold it forever, but that's why she tapped Samara. Better two biotics. "Moving out. Stay close." Jane let her rage power her biotics, controlled rage. When they were in school, Jane remembered hearing that stars were controlled explosions. The fusion of the cores made energy, trying to explode, but the gravity kept it contained. Supernovas were when the explosion won, black holes were when gravity won. Jane's rage would be the explosion and her control would be the gravity, she would go as long as she could and tap out to Samara if need be. Jane focused on her power, creating a bubble around them, she barely paid attention to anything else.
“Garrus here. Team is in posit…waiting…pard…” Garrus’s comm signal broke into static.
“Damn. The swarms are interfering with radio contact.” John snarled. The team moved deeper into the room. Only a few moments later Collectors flew into the room.
"Cover, " John ordered and Jane moved to a covered spot as the team began to fight. Collectors attacked but Jane focused on breathing and thinking of rage.
John was no better. He tried to keep his mind on the job, to focus. Every time he saw a Collector he heard that girl’s screams. One stupidly tried to rush them and as they got close John grabbed it by the throat and slammed it into a nearby waist high wall. It broke over it with a sickening crack, no longer moving. A few minutes later the team finished taking out the Collectors. John approach Jane who was leaning against her cover, breathing heavily. He tapped her on the shoulder. "We can go." Jane breathed deeply and began to walk again.
"Hostiles ahead," Tali called out and Jane took another deep breath as she moved behind a pillar. Samara used a push to send husks away. This was hard, but she had done harder. Samara helped Jane take cover again as more Collectors appeared, the Justicar clearly impressed as she began firing. John tapped Jane's shoulder again after the collectors were taken care of. Jane began to move, her breathing was hard, she might need to tag out. Then the sound of more husks. Jane glared at the creatures. Not all the colonists had been liquefied. She needed more rage. The children. Jane thought about the colonies she had investigated, the ones cleared of all their colonists. She thought of the empty cribs. The toys. The beds. The holos of families. She focused on the crib. They stole babies. Literal babies. They liquefied babies. Rage rose again and Jane felt her second wind of rage as she stared at the Scion. Samara hit it again and again with warps and a well placed bullet ended the monstrosity. Jane could see the door. She focused on the door, thinking about the children who came to this God forsaken station and would never leave. She screamed in rage as the team took on the husks, ending them as Jane pushed for the door. Exhaustion was on her mind as she stepped over the barrier.
"Hold on, Jane, we're almost there," John said.
"We must move quickly," Samara stated but the Collectors seemed to figure out what they were up too. Husks began to swarm up from the sides. John opened fire on the left clearing the way. Tali did the same on the right as Samara cleared the path directly ahead for Jane.
"They're pushing. Keep it up!" John snarled. Jane felt the tingle of blood from her nose as they hurried down the ramp towards the door. Jane closed her eyes, picturing the crib and then thinking of the melting child in the pod. One foot in front of the other, it was close...each step closer. Then Jane heard the sound of a husk. Her eyes opened to see one of the red husks, as red as the blood dripping down her lip. She had a moment frozen in time before it rushed her. Then John was there.
“Fuck you!” John snarled. Ignoring the risk to himself, he grabbed the husk, throwing it away. It exploded just as he flung it away. They moved through the door and Jane turned towards the oncoming Collectors. She let her rage build and fill her. Her eyes began to glow and all she felt was rage. Rage, rage, rage. Control the blast.
"Supernova, bitches..." she growled as she shoved her biotics towards the Collectors in a wave of power as she screamed her rage. She panted as she turned and limped out of the door. Her body felt sore, like she had run too far too fast. She pulled a biotic energy bar out of her belt and began to eat it quickly as the doors shut behind her. Wiping her nose on the back of her other hand.
"...repeat, Shepard, do you copy?" Garrus' voice came over the comms.
"I copy. What's your position?" John responded as Jane got her breathing under control, drawing her rifle.
"We're pinned down at the door. Taking heavy fire," Garrus reported and the team ran for the door.
"We're coming, just hold on!" John cried. He looked at Jane, her kill face was on as she switched from her sniper rifle to her assault rifle. She was ready to fight. John hoped they were in time. Tali got on the door. "Get that door open!" The doors opened under Tali's quick fingers and the team rushed in. Jane, John, and Samara laying down suppressing fire as the team began rushing in, doing the same for those behind them. "Seal the door!" A shot slipped between the doors, hitting Garrus in the gut and Jane caught her breath as she moved to his side. He looked at her and caught her shoulder, hand near the base of her neck.
"Armor got it," he stated. She took a breath of relief. "It's not nearly as bad as a rocket to the face."
"Not funny again," Jane said, a hand running over the dent in his armor. The bullet had broken his shield, but not his armor. Garrus gently squeezed her shoulder and they shared a look before they both turned to follow John and the others.
John was gazing at a mobile platform docked near them just below the pipes that had fed the liquified people into this chamber. He had a thoughtful look on his face clearly thinking about what to do next.
“Mordin and the others made it okay,” John informed her. “I radioed in while you were checking on Garrus. EDI said this platform can take us to the main control console. We’re going to overload the system and destroy the base from there.”
“John please be aware there is a problem. The Collectors are amassing just outside the door and attempting to override it. It will not be long before they are through.” EDI informed them on an open channel.
“You’re thinking of who to leave behind,” Jane noted and John nodded before giving her a look.
“I want Garrus and Miranda with us,” John said. “Tali can stay in charge behind and I know Miranda has some charges we can use.” Jane nodded her agreement. It made sense. John turned to the Quairan.
“Tali you stay behind with the others. Garrus and Miranda will come with Jane and I to overload the base,” John said as Jane climbed up onto the platform. Garrus and Miranda followed quickly as Tali nodded in understanding. John climbed up himself but paused before he headed for the console. He turned and faced the others.
“You people are my comrades and some of you have even become my friends,” John stated. “I’m leaving you behind to give us time to destroy this base. I expect all of you to be alive when we get back. I know the Collectors are a threat to not just humans but everyone else in this galaxy. It’s been a long journey and none of us have come to this point without scars but it all comes down to this moment. We win or lose it all in the next few moments. Make me proud. Make yourselves proud. And when we’re home after we’ve destroyed this horror factory I’m buying you all a drink.”
As the crew cheered John turned to activate the console.
“You’re getting better at those speeches,” Jane noted as she took up her place next to him. John shot her a grin as the platform lifted into the room.
~*TF*~
The platform moved slowly upward through the tunnels. Pipes flowed in and it looked oddly organic as they moved up. Garrus and Jane had their sniper rifles at the ready while Miranda kept her pistol and John had his assault rifle.
"This is it. All the tubes lead to this spot," John said. "EDI. What can you tell us? What are they doing?"
"The tubes are feeding into some kind of super-structure. It is emitting both organic and non-organic energy signatures. Given the readings, it must be massive," EDI said over the comms as the platform entered into a chamber. "Shepard. If my calculations are correct, the super-structure...is a Reaper." At that moment the platform cleared the tunnel and the team stared up in horror at the massive partially built structure. A humanoid ribcage, arms, and skull, with enough spine to look like a tail.
"Not just any Reaper..." John started.
"A human Reaper..." Jane added. Tubes ran to the structure and disgust gnawed at Jane as her brain raced. Humans melted down to their core components...elements that could be used to make something like that. The platform connected to a few in front of the structure.
"Precisely. It appears the Collectors have processed tens of thousands of humans. Significantly more will be required to complete the Reaper," EDI explained.
"What do the Collectors gain by turning humans into this...Reaper shell?" John asked.
"They may be facilitating the Reaper equivalent of reproduction. Or it may serve another purpose. I do not have the data to speculate further," EDI said. "It is clear that the Collectors are merely pawns. The technology and ability needed to create this Reaper is not their own. It is likely that different species construct each Reaper. In this case, the Collectors provide the labor."
"The Collectors are just Protheans. Why would they help the Reapers?" John muttered and Jane bit her tongue. She would be telling her new "friends" back in Citadel space what was found here.
"The Reapers subdued the Protheans long ago. Probabilities suggest they attempted to create a Prothean Reaper. And failed. Over time, they adapted the Protheans to suit their needs. Change them. Turned them into workers. Tools for the Reaper," EDI hypothesized.
"Which is worse, being...processed into a Reaper....or being turned into their puppets like the Collectors and the Keepers?" Jane muttered.
"Still why build it to look human?" Miranda added as tubes above the Reaper opened up to reveal glowing liquid being pumped into the Reaper. Raw materials...
"It appears that a Reaper's shape is based on the species used to create it," EDI explained.
"Reapers are machines, why use organics is the point," Garrus said.
"Incorrect. Reapers are sapient constructs. A hybrid of organic and inorganic material. The exact construction methods are unclear, but it seems probable that the Reapers absorb the essence of a species; utilizing it in their reproduction process," EDI said and the twins shared a look.
"How many more humans do you think they'd need to finish this one?" Jane asked.
"Millions. Perhaps more. Impossible to know for certain," EDI stated. "This Reaper appears to be in a very early stage of development. An embryo in human terms."
"So it's not alive yet? We can still stop it from being...created?" John asked.
"The process can be stopped, but it is unclear exactly how much it has developed. I cannot, for example, tell you if it has awareness," EDI explained.
"This thing is an abomination. EDI, how do we destroy it?" John asked.
"The large tubes injecting the fluid are a weak structural link. Destroying them should cause the supports to collapse, and the Reaper to fall," EDI explained as a platform approached.
"We've got to take care of some old friends first," John said. "Garrus, Jane, take out the tubes, Miranda and I will take care of our friends."
"I have right side," Jane said.
"I'll take left," Garrus agreed. As the tubes were exposed, the two snipers focused on different tubes. They exploded and the other two tubes sheathed. Jane and Garrus switched back onto the Collectors attacking. It was easy to stay low as the Collectors focused on John and Miranda, then put a bullet through them.
Once the tubes were exposed again, Jane and Garrus aimed at the tubes again, taking out the support. The Reaper began to drop as the tubes all disconnected.
~*TF*~
“John to ground team, status report?” John ordered as he stood over the platform edge and watched the Reaper fall to its death.
“John, it's Tali!” the woman’s voice called out on the comms. John could hear gunfire and explosions on their end. “We’re taking a beating but we’re still holding! I don’t know how much longer we can keep this up!”
“Head to the Normandy!” John ordered before switching comm channels. “Joker prep the engines. I’m about to overload this place and blow it sky high.” John ordered as he headed for the main control console. Jane already had it open and John knelt before it digging into its wiring.
“Uh, John I have an incoming signal from the Illusive Man. EDI’s patching in through.” Joker informed him. John didn’t turn around from his work, following the layout the techs had given everyone during the mission briefing. Jane glared at the Illusive Man as Miranda’s omni-tool project a holographic image of him. Even now he was arrogant enough to demand attention.
“John, you’ve done the impossible.” He stated, smugness plain in his voice.
“I was part of a team. I couldn’t have done it without them, some even died to get us here,” John noted as he worked.
“I know, their sacrifice will not be forgotten.” Illusive Main said and John felt like that was total bullshit. “You did what you had to do and you acquired the Collector base. I’m looking at the schematics EDI uploaded. A timed radiation pulse would kill the remaining Collectors and seeker swarms. It would leave the machinery and technology intact. This is our chance John. They were building a Reaper. That knowledge, that framework, could save us.”
“What?!” Jane exclaimed in horror. “You can’t be fucking serious!” John said nothing just continuing to work.
“Don’t be short-sighted. Our best chance against the Reapers is to turn their own resources against them.” The Illusive Man said, focusing on Jane.
“I’m not so sure. Seeing it firsthand, using anything from this base seems like a betrayal.” Miranda said and Jane looked at her in surprise.
“If we ignore this opportunity, that would be the betrayal.” Illusive Man countered. “They were working directly with the Collectors. Who knows what else is buried there? This base is a gift we can’t just destroy it.”
“No matter what kind of technology we might find, its not worth it!” Jane snapped.
“I don’t know, Jane,” Garrus murmured, he didn't meet her eyes as he spoke. “What happened here was horrible but we have to stop the Reapers. If we destroy this base all these people died for nothing.” Jane felt betrayed but kept her face blank as she glared at the Illusive Man.
“John, you died fighting for what you believe.” Illusive Man said, focusing on the man still working. “I brought you back so you could keep fighting. Some would say what we did to you was going too far but look what you’ve accomplished! I didn’t discard you because I knew your value. Don’t be so quick to discard this facility. Think of the potential!”
“We’ll fight and win without it,” John said as he finished the alterations. “I won’t let fear and greed for power compromise who I am.”
“Miranda!” Illusive Man cried, turning to the only Cerberus operative on the platform. “Do not let them destroy the base!”
“Or what? You’ll replace me next?” she sneered to Jane’s shock.
“I gave you an order, Miranda!”
“I noticed. Consider this my resignation,” she said, turning the comm signal off.
“You’re not such a bitch after all,” Jane said to her as John finished and stood, activating the command to lower the console.
“No, you’re right, I am a bitch just not his bitch,” Miranda noted and Jane couldn’t help chucking.
“Let’s move we’ve only got ten minutes before the reactor blows this whole station apart.” John noted. As they turned to head for their platform a deep metallic groan echoed in the chamber. The walls began to shake and John’s eyes widened as the proto-Reaper climbed up. It focused on them and bellowed.
“Why doesn’t anything we kill stay dead?” Jane screamed, thinking of Saren.
“Move!” John screamed. The team ran and just as Garrus and Miranda crossed onto their platform the Reaper’s arm crashed into the platforms. The platforms broke apart with everyone scattered. Garrus and Miranda made it to the one they had ridden on but it went spinning away from them. Jane screamed as she felt her feet gave out from under her. She had the brief sensation of falling before she jerked to a stop. John had jammed his knife into a platform and had grabbed her by the arm. She looked at him just in time to see the Reaper lunge for the platform they were hanging from.
“Oh fuck!” Jane screamed just before the Reaper crashed into their platform. They screamed as they fell below in a crash of metal.
~*TF*~
Everything seemed burned. The metallic floor and walls were covered with debris that was on fire. There was a groaning, creaking sound from where pieces were scattered and moving against each other. Large gashes were dug in the sides of this massive pit and some were scattered into access tunnels for the collector delegated to work on maintenance. In one a pile of debris shifted and moved. As it moved aside a Shepard worked herself free. Jane groaned as she pushed up before gasping in agony. Breathing hurt, ribs were broken. She moved her left leg and white pain blinded her.
"Jane!" John called out for her, his voice echoing down the tunnel she was in.
"Here!" Jane screamed out as she rolled onto her right side which hurt so much less. She looked down her body to see her left leg was in bad shape. "Fuck."
"Fuck..." John hissed in agreement as he approached and he saw her leg was bent in an extra direction below the knee and lay strangely. "What's the damage?"
"My left side hit bad as we went down," she groaned. "Obviously snapped both lower bones but I'm pretty sure the leg is dislocated at the hip...oh, and some ribs are broken, thankfully it feels like fractures." John looked grim as he looked at her leg, he gently cupped one hand under the knee and the other at the ankle.
“Oh God I thought you-” Jane was cut off as John jerked hard, pulling her leg back into the joint as he pulled the broken bone straight. Jane bit back a scream as her vision went white again for a moment. She blinked her eyes a couple of times and noticed John splinting her lower leg as she continued breathing. She gave him a look that was less than thankful.
“Doesn’t hurt as much if you’re not expecting it.” He said tersely continuing to work. Jane wanted to roll her eyes at him but just bit her lip as he stabilized her leg. “Do you think you broke it anywhere else? Your armor looks...rough in a few spots.”
“I don't think so, but the ribs and the leg are going to slow me down,” Jane bit out and looked over John. He only had his assault rifle left, grenade belt, and his armor was scuffed. “How did you walk away from that?”
“I got those enhanced shields with Grunt remember?” He said as he shot her leg with something. Jane hissed but sighed in relief as the pain ebbed away. “If I could survive a shuttle crash I could make it through that.”
“Well, help me up, brother, so I can-” Jane was cut off as the Reaper screamed. The entire room seems to shake as it smashed into the walls. “It’s looking for us, son-of-a-bitch!”
“This seems to the be an access tunnel to the central chamber. The good thing is I saw a few dozen of them. The bad thing is they’re all small like this.” John noted. He glanced up the way at the central chamber. “If I drag you to the edge can you focus enough to use your biotics?”
“Give me some credit, I can still focus despite this. What’s your plan?” Jane asked. John got to his feet and a carefully picked Jane up, slinging her right arm over his shoulders. He helped her down the tunnel to the edge. Their tunnel was higher up and they had a decent view of the Reaper. It was bellowing and digging around as it looked for them, metal and sparks flying.
“If you can distract it with a warp or singularity I can get a shot at its power core.” John said setting her down by the edge so most of her body was inside the tunnel with just her shoulders and up were on the edge. “You can slip back until you’re charged and can do it again.”
“You’re going to fight that on the ground?” Jane exclaimed. “John don’t be stupid! Let’s just leave and let the base blow!”
“No guarantee that will kill it.” John said tersely checking his rifle. “If we don’t kill it, it may get to the Normandy.” Jane was quiet but she understood what John wasn’t saying.
“Not only that...if we destroy the core, we could destroy the Reaper so nothing is left of it. But if we kill it, the others get away,” She said and John nodded. Jane closed her eyes and took deep breath, she thought of Garrus, she was still mad he suggested keeping the Reaper...but she wanted him safe. “At least we’ll go together this time.”
“Together,” John agreed. He peered out and when the Reaper turned its back to their entrance he slipped out and slid down the sloping walls. He primed a grenade in one hand and waited. The Reaper turned towards him and just as it saw him a singularity went off in its face. John threw his grenade and it went in its core. The Reaper screamed and it bucked wildly when it exploded. John dove to the side as it opened fire at him, large explosions of energy impacting all around him. John rolled and feeling strangely calm he ran beneath the Reaper getting behind it.
Jane focused on her pain as she knelt on her right knee, her left leg pushed out straight to the side. She watched as John moved and she focused, the Reaper had eyes. She noticed an energy in those eyes, that core, and as it blasted, from the mouth. Might as well try to hit the glowing targets.
“That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever done,” he muttered to himself. The Reaper was whipping its head back and forth as it looked for him. Suddenly a warp hit it making the monster writhe and scream. John primed another grenade and threw. The Reaper screamed again and zeroed in on him. John moved to run and was fast enough. One of its arms swung for him and John barely activated his fortified shields in time. John felt like his entire body was ringing as the blow struck. He went flying through the air and smashed into the wall. His shields collapsed and he went crashing to the ground. He barely pushed up to his hands and knees when a blast of energy hit him. He screamed as his entire body lit up with pain. Just as suddenly as the pain had filled him it stopped. John panted in relief and looked up. The Reaper’s mouth was charging again and John knew he couldn’t survive another hit. Then a warp went off in its charging mouth. The energy detonated in place blowing off its jaw and part of its throat. A mechanical grinding, gargling issued as it tried to scream.
“Damn you got good aim, sis,” John muttered. He forced himself to his feet as the Reaper thrashed about. He reached for his grenade belt and took it off his hips. He narrowed his eyes as the Reaper thrashed on the ground as another and monumentally stupid idea hit him. “Fuck it.” John charged the thrashing Reaper and with everything he had he leaped. He crashed into its chest and scrambled towards its core. He pulled the pins on his remaining grenades and shoved the belt into the core ignoring the burning pain in his right arm. He then turned to jump off and saw the Reaper’s hand coming right at him. John knew he couldn’t get off in time and felt a cold peace hit him.
“I’m sorry I went first again,” John said. Then suddenly blue filled his eyes as he was pulled through the air. The Reaper’s hand crashed onto its own chest as John was pulled right to Jane who was glaring at him with tears falling down her face.
“You are a fucking idiot!” she screamed at him. John didn’t reply, just dove over Jane and covered her. Then his grenades went off detonating the core and their world filled with a roar of an explosion, with blue and red light.
As he heard the sound of debris clattering, falling John looked up. He watched debris fall down into the tunnel and was amazed to see a thick, black scorch mark only inches from their heads. A haze wafted from the tunnel opening and John did know if it was luck or not that they had survive. He crawled towards the opening as Jane started to take a couple of deep breaths as she checked her bandages. John looked out and down, wincing in the heel. He gave a low whistle. The bottom of the pit was red hot and covered in molten slag. The Reaper didn’t look very human before, just large chunks of it here and there with melted metal everywhere. He slipped back down to Jane.
“It’s dead?” she asked.
“If not I don’t want to be here when it wakes up,” He said, leaning down to help Jane to her foot. Jane shook her head and gestured for him to turn around. John did so and she pulled herself onto his back, slinging her hands over his shoulders. John grunted but stood up, catching Jane by the thighs. She hissed in pain but John held his sister up as he made his way down the tunnel. They were silent as John carried his sister, unaware they were both thinking that John hadn’t carried her piggy back like this since they were children. As they went deeper in a section of them was shoved inward by a biotic field and then Miranda was there.
"They're here!" Miranda called behind her and there was a rush of people down the tunnel. Jane felt exhausted as she was passed over into arms that were familiar. Garrus looked down at her face as he carried her. Miranda slipped under John's arm as she moved to help the man stay on his feet.
"We don't have much time," Miranda stated as the group ran.
"Should have gone to the ship," Jane said and Garrus chuckled.
"I'm a bad turian, remember," he said and she nodded as she saw an opening at the end of the tunnel. She pulled on her helmet and Garrus's helmet as they saw the void behind the opening. Then the most beautiful thing appeared, the Normandy's hatch. It opened and there were the others. Relief and pain brought Jane's mind to a slow down. Her head ached and she remembered passing through the hatch, but then was blessedly unconsciousness.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: April 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Ilium Orbit, Normandy SR-2
“We’re entering orbit now John,” Joker informed him. John nodded and sighed. He felt the relief fill him as he realized that they were finally done with the Collectors. His injured hand been relatively easy to heal, the most severe were the burns to his face and right arm. Jane had needed a few more days bed rest and was still there.
“That’s a beautiful sight,” Jane spoke up behind him and John turned around not in the least surprised she was already up. A sunrise of bruises were all over Jane’s face and she was walking on crutches. What really surprised him was that she was wearing a biotic suppressant collar.
“I over did it during our little fight,” Jane informed him at his puzzling look. “Chakwas wants me to let my brain rest for a few days.”
“Good luck with that,” John sighed and Jane reached out to punch him in the shoulder. John smiled at her.
“So Ilium?” she noted and John nodded.
“We can stay here, dry dock and talk to the crew. See what they want to do next and what we need to do next.” John noted, turning back to the view. Jane came up next to him and John was surprised when she took his arm, lifted it up so she could slip below it, and she rested against his side. He rested his arm on her shoulders and gave her a light squeeze.
“We haven’t done this in a few years,” He noted after a few minutes.
“I’m just so glad you’re alive and we all made it through, big brother,” Jane murmured. John smiled.
“Only by fourteen minutes.” He teased and Jane laughed. They enjoyed the other’s comfort for awhile longer before Jane sighed.
“What’s next?”
“Well I need to find out who’s with us and I need to contact Hackett. He left several messages marked urgent. After that, killing the Reapers.”
“Just another day for Shepard then?”
“Did you expect anything else?”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
“Toby what are you doing with a fire extinguisher?” Belle asked. The entire crew were in the theater for the premiere of this chapter. Toby was standing off to the side, his arms crossed and watching the crowd with a fire extinguisher at his feet. It didn’t escape Belle’s attention that John and few others had one as well.
“I love being in a theater watching everyone’s reactions. However, if I know you Shakarians as well as I do when that scene you wrote is going on…” Toby trailed off as said scene began to play. He watched as a slight haze began to emanate above the Shakarian portion of their fans. He reached down to pick up his fire extinguisher, ripping off the tag before he began to casually walk toward them. He got there just as Jane and Garrus both moaned on screen. A Shakrian shrieked in joy and to Belle’s shock but Toby’s expectation they burst into flames. Toby immediately sprayed them with the fire extinguisher.
“Thank you,” the fan muttered as they wiped the foam away.
“It’s what I’m here for,” Toby said as another fan burst into flames and Grunt dumped a bucket of ice water on them.
Belle slinked out of the theater as the scene ended and the Shakarians began to scream for more.
“Maybe I should publish a smutty one shot,” she muttered.
OMAKE 2
"It appears that a Reaper's shape is based on the species used to create it," EDI explained.
"Reapers are machines, why use organics is the point," Garrus said.
"Incorrect. Reapers are sapient constructs. A hybrid of organic and inorganic material. The exact construction methods are unclear, but it seems probably that the Reapers absorb the essence of a species; utilizing it in their reproduction process," EDI said and the twins shared a look.
"How many more humans do you think they'd need to finish this one?" Jane asked.
"Millions. Perhaps more. Impossible to know for certain," EDI stated. "This Reaper appears to be in a very early stage of development. An embryo in human terms."
"So it's not alive yet? We can still abort it?" John asked.
"Whoa! Whoa! No, we are not saying that," Jane said and John blinked.
"But it's like a fetus," he stared.
"No, it's a disgusting construct made from liquefied humans, not a fetus," Jane said and John sighed.
"Fine, how do we destroy it?" John huffed.
OMAKE 3
“So where is everybody?” Belle asked. Toby had insisted on a post arc party but so far Belle had only found Liara.
“I believe they are on the SR-2 set. Tobias thought it appropriate to have the party there since we’re using the next arc SR-2 set.” Liara said. Belle blinked as they entered the studio they just finished using. She had no idea where the galaxy map had gone but someone had replaced it with a dance floor. Toby seemed to have neglected to tell her he had invited their fans to join them.
“I’m not sure this is a good idea,” Belle noted seeing Jane and Garrus dancing on the floor. With how close the two were she was sure there was some serious grinding going on between them. The way the Shakarian fans were cheering them on seemed to confirm that.
“Ah live a little,” Toby said as he came up to her. She blinked in surprise. Toby’s glasses had been replaced with sunglasses and there was neon glow-stick collar around his neck. “You should see Tali.”
“What about her?!” Belle exclaimed.
“Wheeeee! Hit me again!” Tali’s cry echoed. Belle turned to the elevator and noticed someone had set up a bar there. To her shock Mordin was tending bar and was shaking a mixer. Tali was following the shaker move back and forth like a cobra watching its prey. It would have looked better if there wasn’t a straw hanging from the port in her helmet.
“Fascinating that you are still conscious. Concoction of my own design. Turian and Quarian mix with human watermelon flavoring.” Mordin noted. “Perhaps fans should also refrain from ordering Ms. Zorah’s drinks as well.” Belle glanced at a few fans vomiting into trash cans.
“I am not paying for their medical bills.” Belle stated flatly. Toby shrugged.
“I put up a sign,” Toby said drinking his own beer. Belle narrowed here eyes as she noticed said sign said not to be a dumbass and drink things that could kill them.
“Toby…”
“Oh let them live it up. I mean its not every day we have an arc end.” Toby said and Belle sighed.
“Yeah shake it baby!” a random fan screamed.
“Ugh.”
“Selling tickets, selling tickets! Drunken Asari shower show! I guarantee I can get Samara, Liara and Aria to show off! Tickets fifty a piece!”
“Kasumi!”
“Biotic shown down in the cargo bay! Watch me destroy the Cerberus cheerleader!”
“JACK!”
OMAKE 4
"Hey, Alenko, did you see this?" Captain Briggs asked Kaidan as the man passed him in the hallway. Kaidan paused, confused.
"See what?" he asked.
"Third Fleet's report on Shepard," Briggs stated and Kaidan froze.
"Which Shepard?" he asked.
"The sister," Brigg said and Kaidan approached the captain. He held out the information pad and Kaidan took it. He read and his eyes widened.
"They made it through the Omega 4 Relay?" he asked and the Captain nodded.
"First Alliance officer to see the other side and make it back alive. She's sending out the IFF information to the brass with a recommendation to share the information with other Council races," Captain Briggs chuckled. "Hell of a woman." Kaidan read the report and nodded.
"She sure is," Kaidan said.
"Didn't you serve with her during that Saren incident?" Briggs asked.
"Yeah," Kaidan said as he finished the report and handed the pad back.
"What was she like?" Briggs asked and Kaidan looked at his captain for a moment.
"Even more amazing in person," he said before heading back down the hallway. He wondered if she had read his letter or not. He was thankful she was still alive.
Notes:
Toby AN: So the end of Mass Effect 2. I hope you all enjoyed it I know we did. Thank you for reading with us so far and we hope you stay with us for Mass Effect 3.
Belle AN: Man, this feels great, so much has changed, I cannot wait for you to see what we have planned for ME3. We have the dominoes set up, but how much will we change and if you agree with our logic.
Chapter 29: Consequences
Summary:
John learns that the off the Normandy, public opinion of him is not what he assumed. The crew of the Normandy prepares for the end of their employment by Cerberus with the uncertain future of John Shepard and the return to active duty of Jane Shepard. Crewmates will leave, some more bittersweet than others with the exception of one new but familiar recruit.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby's Note: …*the silence is real*
Belle's Note: Toby? Toby where did you go? You’re supposed to start twenty-eight! I know you have writer’s block do you need any help?
TN2: *still more silence*
BN2: *grumbles as the notes fade from notes to a scene* Belle is searching the studios for her missing co-author. Starting with his office she looks in room after room meanwhile getting more worried. She finally finds her co-author in the old arc 2 Normandy set which has been transformed by workers and fans into a club. She immediately face-palms at what she sees and understands what Toby has used to break his writer’s block.
“I can't stop this feeling!” Toby’s bad karaoke filling the bar to the cheers of the few fans willing to put up with it. “Deep inside of me! Girl, you just don't realize! What you do to me! When you hold me In your arms so tight You let me know Everything's all riiiight! I'm hooked on a feeling! I'm high on believing! That you're in love with meeeeeeeeeee!”
“This is painful.” Belle mutters.
“Yeah baby! We’re gonna do the entire soundtrack!” Toby cheers.
“Yeah this is the perfect way to start the arc 3,” Belle snarks before turning the readers. “Here’s arc 3. We hope you enjoy.”
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: May 1st, 2186 CE
Location: Ilium, Nos Astra Dry Dock
"How bad?” John asked as he and Joker stood on a catwalk over the Normandy. They were watching people work, a mix of their crew and dock workers, as they repaired the damage done to the Normandy. John’s eyes drifted to the underside of the Normandy and winced. The poor girl had really taken one hell of beating.
“At least a week to repair the armor and internals. EDI says the pulse did one hell of a number on them,” Joker replied. John glanced at Joker noting that he seemed to be a lot friendlier to the AI on their ship.
“So everything is going okay between you two?” John inquired. Joker shot him a questioning look.
“Why wouldn’t it be?” Joker asked. John just stared at the man for a moment before shaking his head. Jane had told him this morning she thought Joker had been flirting with EDI when she had headed for the cockpit this morning. John choose to do one thing about it, stay the hell out of their business. Besides how could anyone have a relationship with a program?
“Just checking,” John said before his omni-tool began to beep. He checked it and found the alarm he had set for thirty minutes prior to the ground crew meeting was going off. “I gotta go Joker. Call me if you need anything.”
“No problem boss, see you in a few hours,” Joker said as John turned off the alarm and made his way out of the work area. He stretched as he walked feeling better than he had in days and was grateful not to be wearing his armor. The events of the past few weeks had really taken it out of him and he was looking forward to relaxing. He’d switched to a casual outfit and was wearing a leather jacket combo Jane had given him. Liara was due to arrive on Illium shortly after their meeting and he was going to meet her at her apartment for lunch. As he left the docks and took the elevator up he had an idea. He canceled his original floor selection and choose the shopping center. It was just below the conference room Jane had rented for this meeting. She wanted to talk to everyone about their plans now and John agreed it was a good idea. Now that the Collectors were dealt with they needed to figure out what to do next.
The door opened and John strolled onto the shopping center thinking about the future. As he looked for the stall he wanted he wondered what the others would do. He hoped Jack and Samara stuck around, they helped keep Jane in line with her focusing on helping Jack and talking so much with the Justicar. Tali was another he wanted to stay but she would more than likely leave with Legion. The Quarians were already settling Rannoch from the latest e-mail he’d gotten from them. Apparently Admiral Shala’Raan had barely been able to keep the conclave from forcing the Admiralty board to accept the Geth terms. The e-mail had been a polite decline to his offer to help mediate the terms and a subtle thank you for looking after Tali and wanting to know when she’d be back. Miranda and the Cerberus crew were still going on about their days like nothing had changed. Kasumi had disappeared shortly after they docked but her personal effects were still in her quarters, so he expected her to show up again more than likely at the meeting. Garrus was, well Garrus was with his sister so he expected him to be at her side. Though Jane had been giving him these odd looks so something was going on between them that he was worried about. Grunt was a no brainer he wanted to learn from his battle master and John knew the krogan would be right in the thick of it.
“Ah, there we go,” John muttered to himself when he saw what he wanted. He moved towards the flower vendor and looked over their stock.
“Can I help you sir?” The salarian vendor asked.
“I was hoping you might have some red roses from Earth. And maybe some flowers from Thessia that symbolize love?” He inquired. The salarian hummed, thinking for a minute.
“I do have the roses and as for the Thessia flowers they use a white orchid with purple streaks in the center that I have in stock. Would you like a bouquet of each?” she asked and John shook his head.
“Could you do an arrangement of them together? Six roses, six orchids?” He inquired and she nodded.
“I can put that together in a few minutes. Any particular wrap or ribbon in mind?” she said as she started gathering the flowers together.
“Whatever wrap works best with it.” John replied. The vendor nodded and hummed as she worked. John glanced about, looking at some of the stores and the stalls in the middle of the area. He stopped when he noticed a couple of people glaring at him, two humans, one a woman and a turian male. He eyed them for a minute but the way they stood and what they wore identified them as civilians. He looked them up and down and noted he couldn’t see the telltale signs of concealed weapons. He dismissed them in his mind as no threat and turned back to the vendor. She was just finishing up the bouquet and John smiled, certain Liara would love it.
“Will this do sir?” she inquired and John nodded.
“I think she’ll love it. What do I owe you?” he asked, turning on his omni-tool and accessing his wallet.
“Two hundred ten credits,” she said. John tapped in two fifty and ran his hand over the scanner.
“I gave you a little extra for doing it so fast.” He said as he took the offered bouquet.
“Thank you sir and have a good day!” she said happily.
“Same to you,” he said heading away as he checked the time. He had about ten minutes to go and if he took the stairs he should reach the conference room in time. He was just leaving the crowd when something wet splattered on his back. He whirled around and noticed those civilians from before. The woman had thrown some sort of fruit at him and was quivering in rage. The other two were glaring at him but were doing nothing else.
“Get out of here, murderer!” she screamed at him. “You won’t kill any of us!”
“Hey I have no idea what you’re on about but you do shit like that!” John snapped at her.
“You killed a system, you won’t kill this one!” she snarled reaching into the bag at her feet. “We don’t let the Spectre Monster do what he wants on Illium!”
“What? I’m what?” John asked taken aback. There was crowd forming behind the first three and after she had shouted that there was angry muttering among a lot of them.
“Don’t deny what you are!” A voice shouted from the crowd and John thought it sounded like a batarian. “You killed the entire Bahak system!” John flinched at that.
“I-”
“GET HIM!”
~*TF*~
Jane sat down at the cafe and stretched her leg.
"Still sore?" Garrus asked and she nodded as he took the seat next to her. His hand stroked her neck and she sighed slightly. A flash of the empty crib and then the little girl in the pod ran through her mind and she stiffened. Garrus looked at her. "You okay?" She shook her head.
"I keep thinking about the little girl on the Collector base," Jane said. He looked at her.
"That...that is not something easily forgotten," he said.
"It's haunting me," Jane responded. "Did I tell you I was one of the Alliance responders who investigated the missing colonies?" She looked across the plaza to see an Asari family. The mother was watching over the child while the turian father was looking at her. Garrus waited for Jane to process what she was thinking.
"What's haunting you?" Garrus asked.
"The cribs," Jane said, her eyes on the child. Garrus stared at Jane as she looked at the child. There was something motherly about her as she followed the child's movements and Garrus wondered how Jane would behave as a mother. He looked away as he pictured this warrior woman raising her children, she would be like a large predator. There was something sexy about that.
"That's...terrible..." Garrus said, he didn't want to think what he knew Jane was thinking about.
"Those babies...their last moments must have been terrifying," she said as a single tear slipped from her eye down her cheek. "I couldn't save her...I couldn't save them."
"It's over now," Garrus said and Jane looked at him, it was a dark look.
"It's not and we both know it," Jane said and Garrus started to speak and realized she was right. The Collectors were stopped. Their Reaper factory was destroyed, but the Reapers were still coming. Sooner rather than later. "That monster...it was made up of those babies..." Garrus winced. Yep, he had recommended keeping the base and the remains of the Human Reaper.
"I...I didn't think of it that way..." Garrus said.
"Your order," the cafe employee stated as he delivered their drinks and snacks. Garrus was thankful to have something other than his foot to shove in his mouth. Jane collected the drink, holding it close as if she were too cold and the heat of the drink could chase her chill away.
"I'm sorry, Garrus, I just...I keep seeing those cribs and I think of that monster, I'm a mess," Jane said and Garrus looked at her.
"I understand," he said and she looked at him. She reached out and stroked the side of his face. She loved Garrus, but those cribs were haunting her.
"Don't take this the wrong way...but I'm...I don't know...haunted is the best word, but I think it's just shaken," she confessed.
"I care about you, Jane," Garrus said and Jane looked at him.
"I know...I care about you," she said and they shared a look. Yes, affection, love, but...she looked away.
"We are both going to be very busy," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"Who contacted you?" Garrus asked and Jane sighed.
"Council, Anderson wants to meet with me ASAP, made a weird comment to trust Sparatus, don't like that," Jane sighed. "Alliance brass contacted me, I'm the official liaison for a Top Secret Mission that I'm hoping the Shadowbroker won't hear about for a little while longer. Not to mention more than a few Spectre buddies who are sending me messages that range from fan mail to hate mail over our achievements through the Omega 4 Relay. Oh and about seventeen Prothean experts demanding my evidence on the Collector Prothean connection. What about you?"
"My...uh...my dad," Garrus said and Jane looked at him.
"Whoa..." she said and he nodded.
"My mom's doing better. I sent some Cerberus tech home...looks like it's helping. We didn't think she would make it," he said giving Jane a look. She returned it.
"You should visit your mother," Jane asked and he chuckled.
"My mother I want to visit, my father not so much...however, I would need to head to Palaven," he said and Jane blinked.
"Oh..." Jane realized.
"So...this is awkward..." Garrus said and Jane nodded as she looked at him. "I can stay..."
"Garrus...take it from someone who lost their parents...you need to go home," Jane said and he stared at her.
"I care about you," he said and Jane smiled.
"I care about you, but the real world is not the Normandy right now," Jane said and he nodded.
"Yeah..." he said and the two looked at the Asari family.
"We are still working out what we are," Jane said and she looked at Garrus. "Is it okay with you if we make due with long distance...for now?" Garrus smiled as tucked some stray hairs behind her ear.
"Yeah, for something as real as I think we could be, I can deal with the long distance. There is no Shepard without Vakarian," he said and they shared a moment. They ate and drank in silence, gentle strokes of hands here and there before they got up. Jane still slightly limping as they headed out to the conference room Jane reserved.
They smiled more and joked as they made sure there were seats and refreshments as the crew began trickling in. People were getting settle when John staggered into the room. For a moment Jane's heart was in her throat. The entire side of his face was red, dripping and wet as if someone had hit him hard in the face. He was covered in what appeared to be...filth. Jane recognized an Asari fruit splattered on his shoulder and suddenly realized John wasn’t bleeding his face was covered in a sauce of some kind. He had a ruined flower bouquet clutch in one hand and he looked dazed.
"Jesus! What the hell happened to you?" Jane cried as she approached. John smelled like a mixture of fruit and trash. It was not appealing.
"A mob?" John stated in bewilderment.
"A mob?" Jane repeated, her brain confused as John began to explain.
~*TF*~
“I’m okay I was more worried about hurting them,” John assured Jane as Chakwas looked him over, his shirt off. Now that the filth and whatever else was cleaned off John he didn’t look that hurt. He had forming bruises on his back and arms, even couple on his chest and stomach but the red sauce on his face was gone.
“What happened?” Miranda asked and John glanced at her.
“Apparently word of the Bahak system is spreading pretty fast. They’ve even taken to calling me the Monster Spectre,” John noted grumbled. Jane jerked in surprise and John looked at her. He focused on her expression, it was like when they were younger and she had been cau-
“You knew?” he asked gruffly and Jane wince confirming what John suspected.
“They’ve been calling you that since Kres’gath hunted you on Zorya and killed Jacob,” Jane explained. “The Hegemony has been trying to salvage the mess and they’ve been smearing you every way they can. It picked up a lot of traction and no one was able to find the people behind it. The Council thought it was best you didn’t know.”
“Fuck the Council!” John shouted. He tried to get up but Garrus firmly placed a hand on his bare shoulder. “You should have told me! They were screaming that they were going to tear me down like my memorial! What memorial?”
“That statue grave one on Mindoir.” Jane muttered and John stared at her.
“The colonist on our home planet tore down a statue of me and you didn’t tell me?” John started slowly before getting angrier as he spoke. Jane shook her head.
“No, we suspect it was just some passing mercs,” Jane explained and John scowled.
“Oh, that makes it so much better,” John bit out. The door to the room opened and Kasumi came back in with a shopping bag.
“I sent that jacket to a cleaner we can trust,” Kasumi said softly. “There’s a new shirt in the bag.” John thanked her and pulled the shirt from the bag to slip it on.
“You and I will settle this later,” John growled. Jane winced but nodded. He stood and moved towards the conference table. “I’m sorry for the delay this has caused. Let’s get started.”
~*TF*~
"The Normandy is currently a Cerberus vessel, Cerberus is a terrorist organization, and I don't want to be connected with terrorism," John stated and Jane kept her mouth shut. "I want to offer all of you the choice. I am going to work as a Spectre alone with no one to report to but the Council and I’m taking the Normandy with me. However, I don't want to force anyone so you need to decide in the next few days what you want to do. I want to offer you all a chance to go on your way." Attention slowly turned to Jane and she sighed.
"I'm off duty until I report back officially to the Alliance. I work for the Council and my mission is to watch John Shepard," Jane stated. Several of the crew looked at John.
"What I am saying and my sister is confirming is, those of you who wish to remove yourselves from the last leg of this mission you are free to head out from Illium while the Normandy is being repaired," John said. "We could not have defeated the Collectors without you, so I don't want to see you arrested when we make port somewhere because of your past Cerberus ties. If you stay with me I will be making a few investments to get a pay situation sorted out. I won’t be a gun for hire however I’m sure some people will be gunning for me or Jane. Maybe even people you used to work with."
"Because, let's face it, we kind of destroyed the Collector base and stole the Normandy from the Illusive Man," Jane commented with a smirk.
"True, we're not likely to be on any list of people he would be pleased to see reporting back," Miranda sighed.
"We will let you talk this over without us, but please remember what may happen if you go directly back to Cerberus. Even if you’re not punished for what happened you may be sent to try and stop me. I don’t want to hurt any of you but I doubt you want to hurt me or my crew either." John said. "Let’s go Jane." It was a growl and Jane felt the relief of the truth being out, but the rage about the smear campaign was still coloring John’s tone of voice. They headed into a small office across the hall.
"Why the hell did you keep this campaign against me quiet?" Jane looked at her brother.
"I already told you, but I'll clarify that. Both Admiral Hackett and the Council themselves ordered me to keep you in the dark," Jane said and John fisted his hands and swore slightly.
"Come on, Jane!" he barked and Jane looked at him.
"If you think I enjoyed keeping this from you, you are wrong, but if you think I disagreed with the importance of you not going into the Collector fight with this...well I didn't," Jane said and John glared. "John...you and I both know this would have gotten into your head."
"How didn't it get into your head?!" John snapped and Jane's biotics flickered over her skin.
"I used it while fighting. The rage, the helpless rage of people saying such slander about you...you who gave of yourself more than anyone I know...I was choking on it," Jane said and gave him a look. It was tired and exhausted. "I am relieved you know, I hated having to block you from the truth and it made me feel sick, but I knew how important it was to keep your head on the mission. Besides...if it was a one way trip...I wanted you unconcerned about the opinions of morons who believe the Hegemony's propaganda." John looked frustrated before running his hands down his face and looking at his sister.
"I'm not happy with you," he stated and Jane nodded.
"I know and I am sorry, John, but I would do it again and I would expect you to do the same for me," Jane said and he blinked at her. "I'm an emotional monster myself." She headed out.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 2nd, 2186 CE
Location: Ilium, Liara T’Soni’s Apartment
“How bad?” Liara asked in concern. John sighed and closed his omni-tool.
“Bad. Admiral Hackett says that there are demands that I surrender myself to Hegemony for sentencing.” John muttered. Liara eyed him in concern and gently placed a hand on his arm.
“Sentencing?” she asked softly and John nodded.
“Apparently, they had a show trial which barely took an hour. They tried me in absentia and declared me guilty of genocide. I’m supposed to surrender myself and be sentenced. I’d be put to death more than likely.” John grumbled and Liara sucked in a breath. John felt her hand tighten on his arm. He turned to her and saw an expression of pure fire and anger on her face.
“Never. I refuse to let you do this,” she declared, and John took her hand from his arm and held her hand after giving it a light squeeze.
“I’m not. We don’t have an extradition treaty with the Hegemony but this is more than likely an excuse to send hit squads after me. Since they left the Citadel and they have no embassy there my status as a Spectre doesn’t protect me form retaliation.” John noted and Liara nodded.
“That makes a twisted kind of sense,” She noted. She seemed to think for a minute before letting go of John’s hand. She turned on her omni-tool and began to type away. “I’ll see what I can do with my contacts. The former Broker had quite a few contacts in the Hegemony.”
“Thank you but I think I need to go off grid a bit,” John noted. “Start paying with credit chits, if I go out in public I do it armored from now on and not alone.”
“I’m going to sell this apartment,” Liara said as she continued to work. “I only needed it for working on Illium and everyone knows we’re involved.”
“After the Normandy is repaired we’ll leave via the stealth systems,” John decided. “Are you going back to your base?”
“That seems best. Give a girl a lift?” she asked, teasing. John smiled at her.
“Always.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 4th, 2186 CE
Location: Ilium, Normandy Dock
Jane stayed near the CDC and watched as crewmembers collected their things and began to filter out slowly.
"Hey She-Shep," Kasumi said and Jane smiled at the thief.
"Heading out?" Jane asked. "Because I will ask EDI to do various scans for you before we leave dock." Kasumi grinned.
"For now, I need to cover my tracks...I may even help a few of our crewmates get settled," she stated and Jane nodded.
"It was a pleasure to work with you, if you ever need my help, don't hesitate to contact me...maybe not in the shower or during a training scenario," Jane suggested, picturing Kasumi popping up while Jane was using live ammo made the Spectre shutter at the hypothetical disaster that would cause.
"I'll hold you to that," Kasumi grinned. "It was fun." She fluttered out of the visible light spectrum and Jane smiled. She would miss the thief, there was something joyous about Kasumi, even with her sorrow. The elevator opened and Thane was heading out with his rucksack. Jane nodded at the assassin. He returned the gesture.
"I can never thank you or your brother enough for your help with my son," Thane stated and Jane smiled as she held out her hand. Thane shook it.
"I assume I will probably see you on the Citadel the next time I stop by," Jane said and Thane smiled slightly.
"Warm eyes, carrying, flashing between anger and worry. Watching over us. Keeping us safe," Thane said and Jane wondered who he was talking about. "Yes. I will be spending what time I have left with Kolyat." Jane nodded.
"If you ever need anything, you know how to reach me," Jane said and Thane smiled more.
"I will be fine, I am now able to officially retire," he said and Jane nodded.
"Take care of yourself, Thane, "she replied and he too headed towards the hatch.
"Where's Jack?" Garrus asked as he exited the weapons room. Jane smiled as Tali followed him.
"I referred our dear psychotic biotic to Grissom, I told her she could see what the Alliance does to train young biotics," Jane said and the two aliens stared at her. "Samara taught her some meditation techniques and there's no guarantee she'll freak out."
"When the Alliance fires you, you should come and visit Rannoch," Tali stated and Jane laughed.
"Go home...for the first time," Jane said and Tali chuckled. "John's on the deck making his goodbyes. I actually had some nice words for Miranda as she headed out."
"I don't believe that," Tali teased and the three chuckled.
"No seriously, I was civil, she's not with Cerberus anymore and she brought John back. I now have my home back too, so hurry up, I know the Fleet needs you and Legion to help with Rannoch," Jane commented and Tali nodded.
"You will always be welcomed in my home, Jane Shepard," Tali said and Jane and the two women hugged tightly.
"You should see how Kal'Reegar is doing," Jane suggested and Tali made a noise. "He likes you and have you seen his butt?"
"Jane!" Tali and Garrus both cried and Tali marched off swearing in Quarian.
"Rude," Garrus stated and Jane smiled.
"Don't worry, quarians are way too high maintenance," Jane teased as they looked at each other in the awkwardness. "I hope you have a nice visit with your family." He stared at her, gently tucking some stray hairs behind her ear.
"I'll call when I can," he said and Jane blushed as she looked into his raptor eyes.
"Garrus, we both know, you'll call and hopefully I'll be able to answer based on my job," Jane sighed and he nodded.
"True," he said.
"We can message," Jane said. "Those will definitely be easier." They held hands and gently brought their foreheads together in a slight turian kiss. "Be safe and no more rockets."
"I don't know...without you, I might not have a choice," Garrus said as he headed out. Jane watched him walk down toward the hatch. She wondered when she would see the turian in the flesh again. She turned to head onto the elevator. Samara wanted to train one last time before returning to Asari space.
~*TF*~
“Good luck, Mordin,” John said and Mordin shook the man’s hand.
“Pleasure to have worked with you, Shepard, and same to you.” Mordin said hurriedly. “Will let you know how STG reacts to Reaper information.” John watched the salarian move away with a shake of his head, always impressed by the energy the man had. He recognized the footsteps of the person approaching him and turned to see Miranda.
“Are you sure I can’t convince you to stay?” John asked and Miranda shook her head.
“I need to go. Its better if I put distance between us. Makes us less of a tempting target,” Miranda noted and John sighed.
“I agree with that.” John said and stuck out his hand. He was surprised when Miranda stepped past it to hug him.
“Thank you, John,” Miranda said after a quiet moment. “Ori is safe because of you and you’ve shown me just what kind of good I can do.”
“Thank you for showing me not everyone who works for Cerberus is like the Illusive Man.” John said gratefully. Miranda smiled and headed off, not even a rucksack in her hand as she left her belongings behind. John felt that she’d be just fine and she planned to travel light anyways.
“You always did have a way with women,” Tali said as she came up. John turned to her with a teasing smile.
“You included,” John teased taking a chance. His smile widened when Tali laughed.
“Well you do set the bar pretty high. Though your sister keeps trying to shove me and Kal'Reegar together,” Tali huffed.
“He’s a good man, a good soldier. You can make up your own mind,” John said and Tali laughed.
“That’s a ringing endorsement from you,” Tali noted and John just continued to smile at her. “Legion has a shuttle ready for me. Thank you for contacts on Mindoir.”
“Damn you were supposed to get that message tomorrow,” John grumped a bit disappointed. “Still I’m sure some people among you could use some farming equipment. The Clarks have been doing well and they can help you get some.”
“Thank you for everything you’re doing for my people.” Tali said and John hugged her.
“It’s the least I can do,” John said to her quietly. Tali hugged him back fiercely.
“You’ll always be welcome in my home, John Shepard,” Tali said softly. After they separated Tali said her goodbye and hurried off, her bag clutched in one hand.
“No hug from me, John.” Garrus snarked and John laughed. He turned to his friend and saw some of the Cerberus crew hurrying away, far more than John would have liked.
“You get enough of that from one Shepard you won’t get it from me,” John retorted. Instead of smiling Garrus winced. “Everything okay?”
“Jane and I, we decided, I mean I want to…” Garrus trailed off. “Shit this isn’t easy to say to you.”
“Did you break up?” John asked quietly and Garrus shook his head.
“No! ...but we honestly don’t know what we are. We’re going to message when we can but I need to go home. See the family.” Garrus hesitated. “I need to talk to my father. Tell him everything.”
“I get that, I really do.” John noted staring at the turian intensely. To his satisfaction Garrus didn’t look away but met his eyes. “Garrus, whatever happens with Jane, you’re my friend. Hell, I think of you like a brother.”
“You do?” Garrus said in surprise and John nodded.
“Garrus, besides Jane, you are one of the very few people I can trust to do the right thing. You try and you fail sometimes but you do what you think is right. Even if you don’t get with my sister permanently you’re still family.” John said. He slowly grinned and extended his arm. Garrus returned it and clasped his forearm.
“There’s no Shepard without Vakarian,” Garrus stated and John laughed.
“Damn right.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 5th, 2186 CE
Location: Mid-Transit, SR-2 Normandy
“It feels lonely here,” Jane noted to John. He nodded in agreement. It was just as he suspected, most of the ground team had left. Ken and Gabby were the only ones left in the engine room and Joker was the only one on the main floor besides them. Chakwas was in the med-bay finishing up her own work. Liara was in his quarters working but that was it, they were all gone. He hadn’t even seen Kasumi leave she’d just disappeared like he suspected she would. Jack hadn’t said much to him other than that she’d see him around. Samara had informed him of the finishing and had spoken to him at length about Jane before she had taken her leave. Grunt had informed him Wrex had recalled him to Tuchanka and John had informed him he always had a spot on his squad if he wanted it. The others had said their goodbyes the day before.
“I understand why they all left, even Garrus.” He said and glanced at Jane who stiffened a bit. “Are you going to tell me why you two looked like you were arguing?”
"We weren't arguing," Jane said, looking slightly away. She did not want to talk but John wasn't going to let her hide in her own head.
"What was causing the awkwardness of the last few days?" John asked and Jane sighed.
"Mostly me," she sighed and he blinked. "I'm still mad about him considering keeping that nightmare of a base. But we also recognize that we are literally going to be forced apart by, mostly, my job."
"Do you have your orders?" John asked and Jane nodded. "Can I ask?" Jane nodded.
"I can't go into full details, but I have a top secret joint Alliance-Council job that will keep me away for a long time...I honestly don't know. I can message and call, but I won't be free to stop by Omega or Palavan," Jane sighed and John nodded. "We recognize that we won't be able to bond like 'normal' couples, plus his mother is recovering from some sort of illness and he wants to try and reconnect with his father."
"So why can't you make it work?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"He wanted to keep the Human-Reaper...I'm not okay with that, but I don't know how to address that without sounding like a crazy woman," Jane stated and John decided to back up.
“It's okay,” John said and Jane looked at him in surprise. John rolled his eyes at her. “Jane, I understand. Yes, I like him a hell of a lot more than Kaidan but I know Garrus. If you don’t work this out with him I’ll be disappointed but he’ll still stand by us. Remember, there is no Shepard-”
“-without Vakarian.” She finished softly. Garrus must have had said it to John too. “You’re not angry?”
“I can’t force you to choose someone,” John said, “and Garrus is my brother in all but blood. He’s been with us since the beginning and I think he’s the best thing to happen to you but it’s your life. I still think you two will work it out. I have faith in you both and all couples have differing opinions. The best part of a relationship is finding out how you best fit together.”
“You’re not upset that he wanted to save the base?” she asked and John shook his head.
“I can see the reason behind it.” He said and Jane stared at him before he clarified. “To give those deaths meaning I just thought the risk was too great. Garrus didn’t but it was my choice to make and I did.”
“Call coming in from Admiral Hackett,” Joker spoke up over the comms and John turned his attention to the pilot.
“Just patch it in the open, Joker, no reason to hide it now.” John noted. A moment later the map was replaced by a projected screen of Admiral Hackett.
“Shepard,” He greeted and noticed Jane beside him. “Shepard.”
“Admiral,” They said in unison and Hackett shook his head in amusement as they shared a look.
“I was hoping I could talk to you in private, John,” Hackett noted and John chuckled just a bitterly.
“This is sir,” John noted. “The Cerberus crew are all gone. Beside Jane and Joker the deck is empty.”
“Very well then,” Hackett said before gathering himself. “I’m afraid it isn’t good news.”
“When is it ever, sir?” Jane noted.
“True, I do seem to be the bearer of bad news these days.” The admiral noted. “The Dramye have an embassy on the Citadel and the specific language in the basic trade and relations package all governments sign before being granted on the Citadel notes not the government’s name but the government for the Batarians. Whoever in the Hegemony is leading this is damn well getting their money’s worth. All governments on the Citadel signed the agreement with the Dramye, which includes extradition for convicted criminals. It’s a damn big loophole but a legal one. They’re also arguing that John is a citizen and not a military officer so we have no jurisdiction over him.”
“That’s bullshit!” Jane exclaimed and John just sighed.
“Maybe but legal bullshit,” Hackett noted. “I haven’t even gotten to the worst of it yet. The Council has released their final judgment about John’s action in Bahak as a Spectre.”
“Bad?” John asked softly and the Admiral made a so-so gesture with his hand.
“It was a split decision. They acknowledge you tried to save as many lives as you could because you felt the entire system was danger and the transmission does state that you acted as a Spectre. However as to the decision to hand you over to the Hegemony or exonerate you the council is deadlocked. Councilor Tevos and Valern voted to turn you over to the Hegemony and Councilors Sparatus and Anderson voted to exonerate you.” Hackett explained. “Therefore your actions are listed as ‘accepted but not approved’.”
“That’s outrageous!” Jane exploded. “He stopped the Reapers from swarming the galaxy!”
“Which they do not believe.” Admiral Hackett countered. “Admiral Anderson is the only one who believes such. He raised such a stink they’re asking for a new human Councilor. He said if he resigns willingly he wants the decision on John to be locked so the new councilor can’t change his opinion. They agreed if he resigned immediately. He did and Udina was nominated the following day.”
“Oh this keeps getting better and better,” John grumbled.
“But we have an out,” Hackett said and John looked at him. “Since your actions were not ruled as approved as a Council Spectre it means you acted as a civilian. If you surrender yourself to the Alliance for protection from an alien species we can act on your behalf.”
“That’s an old colonist law,” Jane noted and Hackett nodded.
“Since he wasn’t reinstated into the Alliance he is technically a colonist. You never changed that status when you joined the Alliance, John. We can use the Admirals railroading you out to our advantage.”
“Doesn’t that involve a series of hearings between the Alliance and the government of the alien species to determine if I fall under their laws?” John asked.
“True, it's not a perfect fix but we can draw this out. You have a month to get your own attorney, and the Alliance has a month from that day to set the hearings. Depending on how slow we go we can drag this out for months. I hate to say this but you need to remain in custody until the Reapers do act. When they do it will prove you acted in defense of the rest of the system. The courts then can issue a ruling that you did not act to commit genocide but rather to prevent it. However, you will have to stay in Alliance custody the entire time.” Hackett noted. John shared a look with Jane who still looked upset. She nodded in agreement after a minute.
“I’ll surrender myself in about a week.” John noted.
“Be sure to bring the Normandy as well,” Admiral warned. “Technically, it’s a civilian vessel but we can impound it to protect it.”
“Yes sir and thank you,” John replied and the Admiral smiled grimly.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t do more,” He said before hanging up. John sighed deeply and headed for the elevator. Time to break the news to Liara.
~*TF*~
Jane was working out in her quarters, using Samara's training to hover over the ground when her eyes snapped open.
"That could work," she huffed as she ran to her tablet. She quickly began looking things over. She looked up Delta Squad and swore as she saw the report on Fehl Prime. She began to search the data, there it was. She put in the requests and returned to working out. She was barely an hour in when the response came. Hackett was not one to hesitate when he saw a plan. Permission granted, by the time Jane returned to the Okinawa, she would have a new member of her ground team. More importantly she had a location.
"Joker, are we at the relay yet?" she asked.
"No, why, you got something more important to do?" he asked and Jane smirked.
"I have someone to pick up. We need to swing by Omega before we go home," Jane said.
"Uh...that's the opposite direction we want to go," Joker said.
"Jane...what did you do? I just got a request for an Alliance pick up on Omega," John's voice came over the comms.
"Just stacking the deck, dearest brother," Jane purred and both men realized they were not going to get the whole story yet.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 8th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega Nebula, Sahrabarik, Omega Station
"So should I bother?" John asked and Jane looked at her brother with a smile.
"Let me get this particular recruit," Jane said in a way that John found far too suspicious.
"What are you up to?" he chided and she smirked more.
"You'll see, besides, I already messaged Aria and she's fine with me, but she...recommends that you stay on the ship," Jane stated and John's jaw tightened as he nodded.
"What about Ken or..." he stopped as he looked at Jane's expression. She whistled and Blasto ran to her side happily. "Yeah...he's probably the best choice on the ship currently."
"Be back shortly. EDI, did you locate the target?" Jane asked.
"The recruit is located in one of the lesser bars, location saved to your omnitool," EDI stated and Jane nodded.
"Shouldn't take more than two hours," Jane stated.
"Two hours?" John asked.
"Twenty minutes to get there and back. He'll probably need some alcohol," Jane explained and John stared.
"Are you planning to shanghai this guy?" he asked and Jane thought about it.
"Probably not, he's kind of a fan," Jane replied as she headed off.
"If she comes back with Conrad Verner, I'm leaving the ship," Joker stated.
~*TF*~
Jane entered the bar in time to see the muscle bound Alliance soldier rip the screen from the wall.
"Take it out of my winnings," Vega commented to the bartender as he moved to sit back at the table. Whatever card game they were playing, Jane could tell it was over.
"You must be a filthy Shepard Lover!" one of the batarians cried before they drew. Jane pulled her pistol and began firing around James. He blinked as the Batarians fell to the ground, all alive.
"The Terror of the Hegemony!" one of them cried and Jane stomped down on his wounded leg.
"You have a problem with me?" she growled as Blasto approached, snarling.
"No...no! Where the Terror is, the Monster is sure to lurk as well!" one of them cried as he tried to get up only for Jane to kick him hard in the chest. The Batarian dropped and Jane placed her foot on his throat.
"Hegemony lies, John Shepard is an angel compared to me...remember that," she snarled and the batarians struggled to stagger away. Jane looked at Vega and he stared at her for a moment in shock.
"Be careful, James, you'll make a woman think she left you breathless with just a little bar fight," Jane teased and Vega shook his head.
"Lola...you're really here?" he asked and Jane nodded. "You did it." He gave her a deep look. Jane approached the bar and bought two glasses of good brandy before sitting at the table. She placed a glass down at the seat across from her, pushing it towards Vega. He stared before he took the seat.
"To Captain Toni," Jane said, raising her glass. Vega raised his and they clipped the glasses together. They sipped. "To Essex." Again. "To Kamille." Again. "To Mason." Again. "To Nicky." Again. "To all that were lost on Fehl Prime." They finished the brandy. He went to open his mouth. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that James." He closed his mouth. His hands wrapped around the glass.
"I failed them," he said.
"You made the right call, even if in hindsight you see things differently," Jane said and he stared at her longer.
"Why are you here?" he asked and Jane gave him a look.
"I'm here to collect you," Jane said and Vega huffed.
"I'm not going back, Lola," he stated. "I don't care if I get court-martialed."
"I need your help, James," Jane said, looking at her glass. He paused, he stared at her.
"What was that? That's not like you," he said and Jane looked at the blood on the floor.
"What do you think it was?" she asked and he stared at her.
"What kind of help do you need?" he replied instead of answering. Jane smiled.
"I don't care what the universe thinks of me. I can be the Terror of the Hegemony, I can be the Savior of the Citadel. The only things I care about are being able to look at myself in the mirror in the morning, and the safety of the people I love," Jane explained, she placed the glass down and looked at James. "Like it or not, you are a minor celebrity for your courage against the Collectors. I need a hero." Vega stared at Jane. "Will you help me protect the only family I have left in this universe? Will you help me to protect my brother?" Vega stared at her for a moment before he smirked.
"So...Lola...you want me to be your hero?" he purred and Jane smirked at him.
"Yes, Lieutenant James Vega, I am asking you to be my personal hero," Jane got up. Blasto was at her side looking up at the massive Marine.
"I suppose I could do that for the Saviors of the Citadel," he said and Jane grinned.
"Thank you, James," Jane said and Vega made a show of offering his arm. Jane smirked at the smart ass move. She took his arm and his face went red. "Don't tease a lady if you don't mean it."
"Sorry, ma'am," Vega stated but Jane didn't let go of his arm as they exited the bar. She waited until the first bead of sweat began to move down his temple before letting his arm go.
"And, James?" Jane stated as they headed towards the dock.
"Yeah, Lola?" he asked.
"Never play chicken with me," she commented and Vega chuckled.
"Yeah...I'll remember that," he said.
~*TF*~
James set his rucksack on the ground and turned to ask Lola where he was bunking. Instead of the female Spectre he found her brother. He was staring at him intently, plainly assessing him and what kind of threat he was., James knew he was bigger than the other man, more well built but that look. It was like he was being dissected do to the inch and it scared the shit out of him. And then the moment was over and John rolled his eyes before turning to look at his sister. As James looked them over he could see the resemblance between the two. Besides the obvious blue eyes there was the color of their skin and the similar mannerisms they had. He even thought they had similar expressions.
“Who the hell is he and why are we picking him up?” John asked and Jane rolled her eyes at him.
“John, this is Lieutenant James Vega meet Spectre John Shepard,” Jane introduced. “John you shouldn’t be so rude to your bodyguard.”
“Really, Jane,” John demanded. “I’m going to be locked up in Alliance headquarters and you enlisted someone just to be a bodyguard for a civilian.”
“Uh, you’re a civilian?” James said feeling like he had stepped right into something.
“It's for my piece of mind,” Jane retorted as both Shepards ignored the confused marine. “Who knows what will happen while I’m on mission.”
“Oh like I’m a helpless little baby! I’m your older brother! I can look after myself!”
“Only by fourteen minutes!”
“Don’t worry you get used to it!” The pilot chimed in from the cockpit.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 12th, 2186 CE
Location: Sol System, Earth, Vancouver Docking Pad
“Are you sure you four want to do this?” John asked as Joker finished landing the Normandy. “We can still find a way to get you off ship.”
“Stop asking us, John,” Chakwas chided him. “We’re going to stand with you.
“For everything you’ve done for us the least we can do is this,” Ken agreed as Gabby nodded. John sighed and turned to Jane as the Normandy finished landing. Joker got up and walked to them, grimacing as his limp seemed a bit stronger.
“She’s all set, John,” Joker informed them and John gestured to Jane as Vega moved up beside her.
“Go ahead.” He said and Jane bit her lip.
“Are you sure you want me to do this? Wouldn’t you rather have the officers on the pad do it?” Jane asked, fiddling with the cuffs in her hands. John shook his hands.
“I’d rather not be cuffed in front of the cameras. This will be bad enough plus it helps your reputation with the Alliance.” John noted. Jane sighed but moved to cuff John. After she was done Chakwas, Gabby, Joker, and Ken each offered their wrists to be cuffed. Jane cuffed them each in turn.
“Open the bay doors when we get there EDI,” John said as they began to walk away. “And please be careful.”
“Acknowledged, John. It was a pleasure to work with you.” EDI said. The group was quiet as they headed for the cargo bay. As they reached the big doors they slid open. Jane stood between John and Joker, her hand only touching John's elbow, while she was helping to support Joker. Vega towered between Ken and Gabby. John walked down the ramp and kept his head high despite the watching crowd and cameras. He walked promptly to Admiral Hackett who was waiting with several JAG officers and MPs.
“Admiral, I and my fellow crew members have surrendered ourselves to Jane Shepard, an officer of the Alliance Navy.” John stated loudly for the cameras. Admiral Hackett had a flicker of surprise flit over his face before nodding in understanding.
“I transfer my prisoners to Alliance custody,” Jane stated formerly tapping on her omni-tool. The JAG officer to Hackett’s left checked his omni-tool and nodded.
“Transfer received.” He said stiffly.
“MPs please escort them to a holding cell. Per Alliance protocols we are also impounding this ship.” Admiral Hackett said.
“Understood,” John said and followed the MPs who led them away followed by the news reporters. Jane and the admiral watched them go.
“Hell of a mess, Captain.” The Admiral noted and Jane sighed in agreement. "The Okinawa is waiting for you and you are expected to head out to Operation Gauntlet as soon as possible." Jane saluted.
"I'll head to the Okinawa directly," she said watching James walk beside her brother before she headed out. “Thank you for setting up Lt. Vega as his protection detail.”
"It was a smart move," Hackett chuckled to himself as he looked up at the Normandy. “Let’s hope we can keep making them in the coming days.”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Belle and Toby writing the scripts for the true beginning of the ME3 arch.
"Did you hear?!" Intern A cries as they run into the room. The two authors blink before slowly approaching the television. Their eyes grow wide and they both begin to scream in joy.
"What's going on?" John asks as he enters the room.
"Hallelujah!" Belle sings operatically breaking out into Latin to thank God.
"I've waited for this moment for 84 years...." Toby whispers, wiping manly tears from his eyes.
"Explain this?" Jane demands and John chuckles as he points to the N-7 Announcement of Mass Effect: Legendary Edition. "Well shit...I hope they get the boob physics right."
"I'm sure I don't know what you're talking about," Miranda states as she sashays by.
"And the ass physics," Jane mutters.
OMAKE 2
“Toby does the cast look different to you?” Belle asked. Tobias looked up from the chair where was checking over the script for the meeting room scene. He glanced at the cast and looked them over. They all seemed fine to him, better actually.
“Not really, in fact they look a bit better. Not as ragged, or sharp around the edges. They must be getting some more sleep.” Toby noted turning back to his script. “Though I think they all got another job. I’m just glad our fanfic contract is so iron clad. Their new story is supposed to be released in the spring.” Belle huffed and turned her attention back to the cast.
“And then they called me for the reshoots!” Miranda was exclaiming. “Oh it's so much better! My outfit hugs me just right!”
“I personally can’t wait till the romance scene reshoots!” Tali gushed. “Oh I bet John will just love me when I take off my mask this time!”
“I can’t wait to show up that Peebee woman during mine,” Liara sniffed. “I was the reason people fell in love with my species in the first place.”
“What the hell is so different?” Belle muttered.
OMAKE 3
Kaidan looks at Garrus. Garrus looks at Kaidan.
"Alenko," Garrus states.
"Vakarian," Kaidan replied.
"Hey, what's up guys?" James states as he enters the room and the two look at each other.
"Don't worry about it," Kaidan huffs as he glared at Garrus.
"Hey James, what are you doing here?" Jane asks as she leans in the door in a skintight pair of pants and a tank top.
"I just want to get some water from the cooler to rehydrate," James says as he grabs a large bottle of water. "I'm ready to take you on, Lola."
"You better put your money where your mouth is, Vega," Jane taunted.
"Oh you know it," he purred.
"I look forward to pinning you down," Jane replies as James follows her. Both Kaidan and Garrus' jaws drop. As they rush to the door it closes and they jam it in their rush to get through. Five minutes later they gain their freedom and search the ship. They finally head to the cargo bay where they can hear the grunts of James and Jane in a horrible rhythm.
"What's going on here?!" Kaidan cries as he pulls back the curtain to see Jane doing pull ups on a bar while James is doing pushups.
"We're working out," Jane huffs as she drops to the floor. "Did you guys want to join us?"
"Nah...we're good..." Garrus said sheepishly as the two headed back towards the elevator. James peered out through the curtain.
"And we're good, nice timing Lola," he purred as Jane began to remove her ayu89v
"OW!" Belle cries as she rubs the back of her head.
"No..." Toby warns.
"I can do what I want," she huffs.
"Do you think the fans will tolerate you going to VEGA after that mushy Shakarian you wrote?" Toby asked and Belle grinned.
"Do you doubt the power of the Shega fandom?" Belle chuckles as she pulls her hood up and giggles. "We are many..."
"You are going to make so many fans mad," Toby sighs as he throws up his hands in defeat.
"The power of the Shega fandom will not be denied," she cackles as she writes Shega smut.
OMAKE 4
The Twin Fates studios were quiet. The early morning sun was just breaking over the grounds, a song bird was shaking itself off as it woke to the early morning being the early bird. The inside of the studio was quiet, the halls echoing with the sounds of snoring ringing out in the-wait what?
In his office Tobias Fiften was leaning back in his office chair, snoring away. Creating the first chapter of the next arc was time consuming and given his earlier writer's block he was behind on everything. Now that the chapter itself was published he had stayed up late catching up on the bane of life.
Paperwork.
He’d completed it late last night and after he’d finished he’d leaned back to close and rub at his eyes. He’d barely closed them before he drifted off and he was going to pay for sleeping in his office chair, head leaning over the back.
“Sir!” A guard cried, throwing open the author’s office door. Tobias’s eyes flew open and he let out a startled shout as he fell to the floor. The Turian guard who’d startled him awake winced as his boss disappeared behind his desk with a loud crash. A tense silence filled the air.
“Ruturnon?” Toby’s voice came from behind his desk.
“Sir?” The now named guard asked.
“If this isn’t important you’re fired,” Toby growled as he stood up, glaring at the now nervous guard.
“I know it is, sir,” he assured his boss. “We have camps outside!”
“…camps?”
~*TF*~
Toby rubbed his temples as he fought off the headache trying to press in. There were indeed camps outside of the studio. The open field to the east of the studio was filled with various camps. He winced as he saw the signs by each and spiked wooden barriers being built. He knew exactly who was at fault for this but until she showed up for work he couldn’t do anything about it.
“I want you to call in all the current guards who aren’t on the grounds,” He told Ruturnon. “I’m authorizing overtime until I hire extra staff to act as guards and peace keepers. I think we’re going to have to deal with this till arc 3 is over. Any fights break out yet?”
“Not yet sir but there is some tensions between the Shegas and Shekarians right now.” Ruturnon said before heading inside. Toby sighed.
“Of course there is,” he muttered to himself. He watched the camps in resignation as he noticed some new arrivals were dressed in medieval armor. At least they had agreed to rules of engagement that wouldn’t include gun fire, explosives and possible weapons of mass destruction.
“Oh who am I kidding,” Toby growled. “They can still use trebuchets.”
“Toby what’s going on?” A familiar voice asked. Tobias turned around and scowled at the cause of this fiasco. Belle was strolling around the building, twirling her car keys on one finger, showing she had just arrived this morning. “Where did these people come from? You also look like shit, did you go home last night?”
“You.” Tobias said in a tone of voice so dark Belle stopped, startled. “This is your fault!”
“How is this my fault? What is this and who are these people?” Belle demanded.
“You had to declare your Shega love and after everything you did last arc for the Shekarians of course they were going to get upset! You’ve started a shipping war, right outside the studio!” Toby said gesturing wildly at the camps. “Do you know how hard I try to stay out of shipping wars? RWBY wars are blood baths and you started a Mass Effect war on our doorstep!”
“Oh it’s not going to be that bad!” Belle said, waving a hand airily at Toby. As if to prove Toby’s point the sound of people marching in armor began to sound around the corner. The authors turned to see a group of people in armor heading for the Shekarian camp, waving a flag with Jane & Garrus kissing on it. As they passed the authors Toby was sure he recognized a few fans there.
“Well what about people who love multiple different pairings like me?” Belle demanded trying to defend herself. Toby growled and gestured past the Shenko camp at one of the harem camps. Given they hand a large flag with Jane on it with lots of silhouettes below her it explained who they represented.
“All you have to do is look and there’s a camp for anything! I think I saw Shexes!” Toby shouted at her. Belle just waved him off as she looked it over.
“Oh what can they do?” Belle mused.
“Mistress!” A bellowing voice cried. They turned to see a squad stomping up to Belle. “We demand you tell the Shakarians to surrender! The Shegas will win this day! We want our beefcake!”
“Mistress, do not give in to the heretics!” Another group approached Belle. “We have waited and watched you carefully construct our Shekarian romance! Tell them they are deluded by your jokes!”
“Blasphemy! Jane Shepard loves all and will take her stable of boytoys!” Another voice bellowed.
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Toby muttered pinching the bridge of his nose. “It’s too early in the morning for this shit. I haven’t even had coffee yet.”
“Um, well, you see I have plans I don’t want to spoil for arc three so I can’t say…” Belle demurred, realizing she was surrounded by heavily armed fans.
“Belle I have a question about the Mars scene we’re recording today…oh.” A familiar voice began. Everyone turned to see Jane Shepard approaching from around the building a chapter twenty-nine script in her hand. She was staring wide eyed at the scene before her.
“IT’S THE SHEPARD! Take her to her throne in our camp!”
“NO! SHE BELONGS TO OUR FACTION!”
“HOW DARE YOU! DIE!”
Tobias snatched Belle out of the way and dragged her out of the way as a fight broke out.
“God. Damn. It.” Toby snarled at Belle as they hurried inside and Jane fled ahead of them in panic.
“Okay I may have stirred up trouble.” Belle allowed.
“Gee you think?” Toby muttered as the sounds of combat echoed behind them.
OMAKE 5
“Hell of a mess, Captain.” The Admiral noted and Jane sighed in agreement. "The Okinawa is waiting for you and you are expected to head out to Operation Gauntlet as soon as possible." Jane saluted.
"I'll head to the Okinawa directly," she said watching James walk beside her brother before she headed out. “Thank you for setting up Lt. Vega as his protection detail.”
"It was a smart move," Hackett chuckled to himself as he looked up at the Normandy. “Let’s hope we can keep making them in the coming days.”
“Well that’s fucking ominous!” A reader said from the theater.
“I know right!”
OMAKE 6
"I just don't get this," Belle lamented as she drank at the bar. "What's so wrong about liking well written romances?"
"Loyalists can be funny," her drinking companion stated.
"But seriously, Kaidan has some great moments, but Garrus has that really innocent sweetness, and Thane...that siha line was freaking gold," Belle whined as he patted her back and passed her another drink.
"Yeah, that Vega kid certainly has some talent, that DLC really didn't give him enough time to shine," her other companion grinned, not so innocently.
"Tell me about it!" Belle huffed as the door opened.
"There you are!" a voice cried and Belle threw herself over the bar.
"Oh God, he found me!" she shrieked as Toby marched up to the bar and glared at the two men smirking at him.
"You two are up to something with her," he stated, giving both Varric and The Iron Bull a look. The two continued to look pleased with themselves.
"Hey, I'm just giving her good advice on writing powerful romances. Have you seen my Tale of the Champion?" Varric asked and Toby rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I know, stop putting ideas in her head and you," he turned to The Iron Bull. "I don't get your angle." The Iron Bull chuckled.
"I'm just stirring up the pot, Boss, no need to get worried about the Little Lady," he replied.
"Oh, I know what you're doing, I just don't know why. I don't have time for this today, we're facing a giant shipping war!" Toby stated as he reached over the bar to drag Belle out.
"There's nothing wrong with liking them all!" Belle cried as she struggled.
"What about Jacob?" Toby asked and she stopped struggling.
"...it's okay to like that one...even if I don't..." she huffed as she was dragged out of the bar. Varric and The Iron Bull grinned at each other.
"I love a good love triangle...or square...maybe even a pentagon," Varric chuckled before taking a drink. "So why are you pushing her?"
"Oh, there's just something about that Vega kid I like," The Iron Bull commented as they continued drinking.
Notes:
Toby AN: Hope you all enjoyed. Belle and I have been curious to what we could do with the time between. I think this works out nicely. Enjoy the next chapter.
Belle AN: So our dear readers, have you caught all the hints we have dropped so far? Do you think you know how we are going to change things? I hope we surprise you. I can't wait for you all to see what we are going to do.
Chapter 30: Yesterday is Gone Tomorrow Has Not Yet Come
Summary:
John Shepard faces the long process of facing the consequences of what happened in the Bahak System. Meanwhile Jane Shepard takes the evidence found through Project Prometheus Unchained to the Council. Time passes and the end begins.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: *gathering her spilled notes and muttering* Oh! Hey guys, how are you doing?! Um, to be perfectly honest, Toby and I did not fully flesh out who is doing which chapter until recently and I got this chapter suddenly. Ha ha, no worries, I can do it and I'll get to do a two-fer because the next chapter is one I called dibs on, for obvious reasons you will figure out almost IMMEDATELY after reading this chapter. Can I tell you all how STOKED I am to be getting into the ACTUAL ME3 arc, I know we technically started it last time, but *whispering behind her hand* I don't really count the ME3 arc starting until the attack on Earth. Still, you are going to LOVE what we do in this chapter and while some of you may be mad, understand, there is a method behind our madness, the ripples we have been making are becoming waves, so let's ride them together!
Toby's Note: You guys need to thank Belle completely for this chapter. I got it within the week that chapter 28 was posted. She worked like a machine on this and my only job was to encourage her when she needed it. No, seriously, she would call me and without directly saying it, tell me to motivate her. When she asked me about one scene, she had planned I literally said I didn’t care and it sounded fine, she just whimpered. All I did was roll my eyes and completely lied my ass off saying it was the greatest idea ever and she should do what made her happy.
I still don’t care about the scene she wanted by the way.
BN2: *Belle stands behind Toby with a handmade "Thank you for the support" card, her bottom lip begins to tremble as her eyes start to water*
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: May 16th, 2186 CE
Location: Omega Nebula, Amada System, Alchera
Jane stared at the wreckage as her team worked to remove the engine.
"This tech is amazing!" one of the engineers gushed and Jane nodded.
"I'm glad it hasn't been salvaged," she said as the team began carrying the pieces from the wreckage towards the Okinawa.
"Until now, huh, Captain?" a sarcastic voice called over the comms.
"Keep your opinions to yourself please," Jane chided as she watched.
"So...the Alliance gave us permission for this, right?" Green asked and Jane chuckled.
"So little faith in me, how do any of you even follow my orders," she sighed as she moved towards the statue.
"Captain, we've got all the components," the engineer reported and Jane smiled.
"Excellent, let's go, Hackett is waiting with a dock for us to install this," Jane said as she headed aboard the Okinawa.
"Do you think it will work?" Flight Lieutenant Green asked from the cockpit. Jane smiled.
"It will work and it will be a God send," she said.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 24th, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Earth, Vancouver
John pushed himself to do another set. He grunted, sweat pouring off his face as he sat up, his legs hooked over the bar he had forced into the doorway of his bathroom. He hadn’t really pushed himself to find a new exercise routine since his resurrection. His typical routine on the Normandy had been easy for the better lack of term. He still sweated and felt a slight burn in his body as he exercised but nothing like it used to be. Now he had nothing but time on his hands. He saw no one outside of the guards who delivered his meals and what was shaping up to be Anderson’s weekly visits. Even his calls while he tried to retain a lawyer were audio only. He was going stir crazy having not much to do during the day. No reports, no books, not even vids and screen to vegetate. The room was pretty spartan: a bed, a desk with chair, bathroom, and dresser with clothes. All military issue, of course, but blank. No rank, insignia, nothing. He had blank data-pads and a decent set of exercise equipment and he used them as much as possible. He’d already started detailed reports on Collector types and tactics along with detailed reports of everything else that had occurred during his time with Cerberus. He had only glossed over one portion, the Shadow Broker and Liara.
John growled to himself, pushing harder as he thought of her. God, he missed her. This isolation only made it worse and he ached to touch her. To snuggle into a couch with her in his arms, to run the tips of his fingers along her arms and sides, caressing those spots he knew she liked him to touch. To watch a vid or the news as he spent time with her, either reading a report in free hand or having a cup of coffee. Those moments in her apartment had been wonderful and when she would eventually give in and turn to him to- A chirp rang out, taking him out of his thoughts.
“Come in,” John called out, not even stopping his work out. The doors slid open and Anderson walked in. He glanced around and spotted John after a moment. He raised an eyebrow at the Spectre clearly amused at John’s choice of exercise. John kept moving, not minding that he was only in pair of sweatpants and soaked with sweat in front of his mentor. He kept his arms crossed over his chest as he moved. “How can I help you Admiral?”
“I wanted to let you know we’ve set up a better choice of quarters for you. It will have a bedroom, a small personal gym, and a few amenities. I was going to take you there today,” Anderson said, amusement clearly in his voice. “Though it looks like you’re making do.”
“I thought I would be here for the duration,” John said between crunches. “I’ve been making the most of my time. I complied reports on the Collectors, Cerberus, and everything else I encountered. I wasn’t sure who to send them to however.”
“I’ll take them and review them. I still have a good working relationship with several of the ambassadors on the Citadel and if they’re as detailed as I suspect they will be, they’ll make for some good intel to share. I’m sure we can use them for the Alliance at the very least.” Anderson noted, heading over to the desk. He went through the stack with interest and noticed a blank data-pad with a timer running. He blinked in surprise as it showed three hours plus. “You’ve been doing that for three hours?”
“The tech in my body seems to have extended my limits. I’m trying to find out what they are now,” John explained. He finished one last set and reached up to grip the bar. Holding tightly, he slid his legs out and swung down, setting his feet down. “Give me a moment to shower and get changed.”
“Just throw on a shirt and your shoes. You’ll enjoy the new showers in your quarters more,” Anderson noted with amusement. John sighed but complied, heading for the dresser. As he dressed Anderson continued. “Your personal belongings have been returned but no weapons I’m afraid, they’re locked up in the armory on the Normandy. You’ll have an omni-tool, books, music, vids, some other things. Calls will still be screened however you won’t have extranet access.”
“I can live with that,” John replied as he finished. Anderson gestured toward the door and John paused only to take the few unfinished data-pads with him as Anderson took the others. As they walked out John saw James Vega standing there with couple of other guards.
“Shepard.” James said and nodded respectfully. John returned it.
“Vega.”
“Lead the way, Lieutenant,” Anderson spoke up from behind. James nodded before heading for the elevator as the other guards took up position on either side of John. The group was quiet as they headed upstairs and walked down a short hall. John noted they never left the detention center and as Vega walked into what was to be John’s new quarters it was even plastered next to the door. As John walked in, he had to admit this was vast improvement. He had a large window and living room, a small kitchen and dining area, with a small hallway to the right. John checked it out and found doors to a decent bedroom and an attached bath with a shower and even a small Jacuzzi tub. As he walked back out, he saw Anderson waiting expectantly with only Vega by his side.
“Pretty extravagant for a detention cell,” John noted and Vega snorted in amusement.
“Yes, well the Alliance board was in a bit of a quandary as to where you should be. Technically, since you’re seeking asylum, I got you placed in quarters for people who do seek asylum with the Alliance,” Anderson explained.
“Thank you for that,” John said sincerely. Anderson nodded and gestured to the hallway behind John.
“Your personal effects are in a box next to the bed and there should be a data-pad on it detailing the rules and regs you need to adhere to while you’re here, Shepard. Your lawyer is scheduled to be here around three. I’d suggest getting cleaned up for your meeting,” Anderson as he walked out with James following. John glanced around and found a clock showing it to be a little before noon. A shower and dip in that tub before he had to meet with someone to help fight to keep his life.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
Jane fought the smile as she crossed the hatch first, right behind her were Jaimini, Anik, Javik, Tarzia, and Remicius. The asari and turian Prothean experts had been with the Protheans since the reanimation and were the two main liaisons as far as the Protheans were concerned. Jaimini stared in awe as they entered the Citadel. Anik stroked her arm and Jane looked at them.
"How do you feel?" Jane asked.
"In our cycle, the Citadel had fallen into Reaper control," Javik explained and Jane nodded.
"We are here to try and stop that from happening again. I need your testimony and the evidence you have all collected to prove it," Jane said and the three Protheans stared at her, their eyes practically glowed with determination.
"You have us too, Shepard," Tarzia said with a grin and Jane nodded as she led the way, her crew acting as security. As they moved, Jane could see the various Spectres she had tapped for escort. All kept their eyes on the Protheans for a moment, but it was easily dismissed as curiosity for a new race. Jane was pleased, Chirum greeted them at the entrance to the Council's chambers.
"How's it look?" Jane asked and Chirum's face melted into the expression of pure pleasure at their own skill that all Salarians seemed to have.
"Udina, was too shocked to stop the meeting, although he made it clear he disliked showing you favoritism," Chirum stated. "Both Tevos and Valern were pressed by the governments of Thessia and Sur'Kesh to allow this and Sparatus dislikes Udina enough he claims it is his curiosity that he wants to satiate." Jane grinned.
"Glad to know political infighting is still useful," Jane chuckled and Chirum nodded as a page opened the door.
"The Council will meet with you in the secure meeting room," the page said and Jane nodded as she began to lead the group.
"Why a secure room?" Anik asked and Jane sighed.
"The Council needs to hear your testimony and we don't want to create a panic," Jane explained. "This meeting will be private but trust me, I'm going to make sure this information is not hidden for long."
"Will you go against your government's wishes to expose the truth?" Javik asked and Jane stared at him.
"Tell these leaders how the Protheans treated the initial invasion and I'll fill in how well it worked out," Jane said and the three Protheans looked angry. They had seen Jane's evidence about the Collectors, it had made the Protheans furious to see how their people had fallen and been genetically enslaved.
The group entered the room and Jane moved to the side. The room was designed like a courtroom with the Council sitting at a long, raised table in the front of the room, towards the center of the room was another long table with several seats. There was a gap between. The Protheans and scientists entered the room and sat at the lower table.
"Real live Protheans," Tevos said in surprise as she looked at the three representatives.
"As opposed to fake dead ones?" Javik sneered and Jane had to bite her tongue to keep from chuckling. She honestly couldn't tell if the Prothean had a sense of humor or was just incredibly, unintentionally funny.
"Jane Shepard, it has been a while," Valern said in a tone that spoke of caution but civility.
"You completed your last mission well," Sparatus stated, looking pleased with the irritation he saw on Udina's face.
"I should have been briefed, Shepard," Udina barked and Jane simply gave a look to the rest of the Council.
"You were provided with all of Councilor Anderson's materials, this was among them," Valern explained and Udina looked more upset.
"I approached you twenty months ago with the information that there was a possibility of answering one of the greatest mysteries of the galaxy," Jane began and the Council gave her rapt attention. "I discovered the locations of two hundred and sixty-eight living Protheans in cryo pods. All survived the waking process I began thirty-three days ago. Today I am here to have them explain to you the greatest mystery of our age, what happened to them. This is Doctor Jaimini, the third scientist in command of the remaining Protheans. She volunteered to come here as her two superiors are working on something we would like to present to you after giving you this answer. Beside her are Anik and Javik, the second and third in command of the military members still surviving. Their superior sees it as his duty to keep watch over their remaining people. Doctor Jaimini." Jane moved to stand against the wall watching the space between the Council's table and the table the Protheans and scientists were sitting at. Jaimini got up and looked at each of the Councilors carefully before she called up a schematic of two versions of the galaxy, one was the Prothean Empire and the other was the modern galactic set up.
"In our cycle we had already noticed all of your races," Jaimini explained, bringing up a Prothean display showing ancient Asari, Turians, Salarians, and Humans. "But all of us remaining were born long after the beginning of the end. I have never known a Citadel inhabited by free minded organics." She pulled up another display, this time showing the Citadel with the unmistakable shape of a Reaper attached to the spire above the Council chambers, Reapers moved through space around the structure like squids swimming in reverse. "This image is the last known visual confirmation of the Citadel in our cycle. Our Empire fell due to an eradication effort by a synthetic species. We called these creatures Reapers and we tried to protect all of your races from their harvest."
"Is this a joke, Shepard?" Udina demanded.
"Why do you talk to her when we are speaking?" Javik asked coldly. Udina blinked and noticed the other Councilors were listening without comment.
"We did not realize our communication methods would be so dependent on our physiology, our studies of the Asari showed they had similar methods of communication through mental means. We were wrong. As our Empire fell, we made the effort to try and leave warnings for those that would come behind us about the Reapers. The artifacts your species have been collecting held many such warnings which were meant to buy you time to prepare. The warnings we left behind were not received and now we awaken to find that you are at the brink of the end," Jaimini explained. "Shepard has shown us the attack on the Citadel by the Reaper known as Sovereign that she and her brother thwarted. It was the one to begin the invasion of our cycle as well. You are running out of time because the Reapers are coming and we have evidence to prove to you that you need to begin your preparations." Jaimini began transferring the documents that the Protheans had been working on for the last month to the Council. Jane sat back and simply watched. Tevos paled while Valern's eyes began to rapidly blink, Sparatus' mandibles began to flick, and Udina reeled. No one spoke as the Council looked over the evidence. Jaimini was still transferring documents for several minutes and the tension was so thick it felt like a weight on the entire room. Jaimini moved back to sit and Anik gently stroked her hand behind the table. Jane only saw it from her angle, the Council could not see it.
"You are fortunate that Shepard's brother was able to destroy that Relay. It was the Reaper failsafe incase the Citadel did not function as it should," Anik began and both Tevos and Valern shot Jane a look, she stood at parade rest and did not return the look. She could see Sparatus nod at her behavior. "You have more time because of this, but it will be within the year. We request to reconvene tomorrow, allowing you to look at this data we have given you. We feel we have provided a lot for you to look at, but as I said, we do not have much time."
"I believe a recess to look over this information is acceptable," Tevos said, her voice breathy. The others nodded and Jane moved to attention.
"Please escort these guests to the high security rooms within the Councilors' wing," Valern commented and the group got up. Jane, Chirum, and a few other Spectres moved the Protheans and scientists to the high security wing. Jane entered the main suite and the group sat down.
"Shepard, your Council is weak," Javik said and Jane shrugged.
"They are a good Council for more peaceful, prosperous times," Jane commented and Javik thought about that.
"Why would you follow them now?" he asked and Jane thought.
"Sparatus is a warrior, he believes in service, while I don't get along with him always, we both agree action should not be wasted. Valern and Udina are both politicians and neither has either the combat experience nor the charisma to lead warriors. Tevos acts benevolent but she is extremely loyal to her people above all others," Jane explained. "While I do agree, they are weak, they are not stupid. I believe your evidence will be all that we need to do what must be done. This Council is not a good war time Council, but they are smart enough to know their weaknesses and they know how to delegate to those better suited for jobs they find unsavory," Jane said and Javik snorted.
"War is war," he said and Jane nodded.
"And they have known more peace than war," Jane replied.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: May 31st, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
The meeting between the Protheans and the Council reconvened and the Councilors looked a lot more concerned. Jane felt petty satisfaction at that as she stood to the side.
"We have...looked at your evidence," Tevos said, looking at the Protheans. "Tell us in your words what happened?"
"Do you want a day-by-day retelling?" Javik sneered and Anik coughed as he got up.
"To simplify our cycle. All organics of a certain level of development became Prothean. We had many races to make us up and the Citadel was the center even then. We know now that it was by design. The Relays make it easy to set up the center of the galaxy in the same spot, every cycle. Ours was not the first cycle just as yours will not be the last...unless we stop them," Anik explained. "Sovereign appeared in our cycle as just a rogue ship, or so we thought, but once it was detected...it did not take long for our Empire to fall. Sovereign was the flag ship, it would monitor our galaxy, it was just dumb luck our sensors saw it at all, but Sovereign sent a signal to the Citadel...this is where the Reaper invasion started, but something changed for your cycle. Jaimini." Anik sat down and let his wife stand up. She revealed Ilos and the data for Vigil.
"Jane Shepard filled in some of the missing data for us," Jaimini explained. "We did not approach you until now because we were repairing Vigil. While he is only a VI, he has been invaluable for explaining what we did not know. As we all went into our cryo stasis, our Empire was shattered. Separated. Teams worked towards a goal of survival, but different groups worked on different paths without being aware of the others. As we explained in our evidence you reviewed. Indoctrination made espionage a constant fear. We self isolated, hoping all teams would find success, but never knowing to what ends for any team but our own." She projected a Keeper. "These creatures are Reaper constructs. The result of the reprogramming of a 'useful' species the Reapers harvest. Our own brethren have suffered such a fate." She projected a Collector and compared it to a Prothean. "Reapers use their harvested organics for multiple purposes. I do not know if I should be thankful ours are manufacturers or thankful, we were not as honored as the human species has been." Jaimini was smart as she put up the humanoid Reaper image from Jane's visor during the Collector Base battle. She looked at the Council, it was clear they were not liking being in the hot seat. "You knew after the Battle of the Citadel what the Shepards' team brought you from Ilos. You knew that the Keepers were augmented by our scientists making them non-responsive to Sovereign's signal. Even with this knowledge, even with the attack of Sovereign itself, you did not want to see the truth. This John Shepard destroyed the Alpha Relay and that is our best hope to buy time. We need to prepare and we need to access all known Prothean artifacts. Our own records are barely surviving and we need your clearance to access as many of our data stores as possible. The team that altered the Keepers could not have been the only successful team, we need to get to as many sites as we can." The Council looked at each other.
"What do you hope to find?" Sparatus asked and Javik grinned in a way that made Jane a little nervous.
"My team was a seed team; we were supposed to wake up a few millennia after the Reapers were gone and try to prevent this from happening again. We were found out and my team died leaving me as a sole survivor because our computer systems were damaged and could not reactivate us. The Reapers would have prioritized attacks on seed teams, this would leave the science teams, the majority of those who are alive today, all working on ways to stop and defeat the Reapers. Rumors of multiple teams who were working on deactivation or destruction methods. We want to find out what those teams did," Javik said and the Council looked at them.
"Dr. Selessia, what do you advise?" Tevos asked and Jane thought she saw Anik's eyes roll, it was a pretty cool image.
"The majority of the Protheans we have saved are science teams. Over one hundred and fifty fall into a science specialty, over sixty fall into an engineering specialty, the soldiers are a minority of these three classes making up only a little over thirty individuals, and the remaining Protheans tend to be of a support class," Trazia explained, the asari scientist looked rather calm given this was her first time being acknowledged by the Council. "In our initial attempts to find surviving teams, we managed to find more than a few new sites to explore. We gave some of the engineers access to the relics and they were able to repair them. Most of the Reaper data you were given, came from Prothean artifacts repaired by the revived Protheans." The Council seemed dumbfounded and Jane felt satisfaction. She wished she could record this and show John, Garrus, Tali...all the surviving original Normandy crew. If this moment were a food, she could survive the rest of her life on it.
"What do you need from us?" Valern asked. The three Protheans all smiled at that and Jane noticed how Udina seemed to squirm.
"We need to be able to go to sites and collect data," Javik said.
"We understand the necessity of our existence being classified for the most part," Anik added.
"We have multiple teams made up of only a handful of individuals, we would like Spectre operatives to escort us in stealth to and fro," Jaimini stated.
"How many teams?" Sparatus asked.
"Fifteen teams, each comprised of four," Javik reported and Sparatus quickly began to work on his omni-tool.
"STG would be able to handle all of them," Valern suggested.
"This should fall to Spectre teams," Tevos commented as she began to check her omni-tool.
"If it is a Spectre, I would like to request to work with Jane Shepard," Jaimini said and Jane blinked at that. The Prothean smiled at her. "You were a lone sentinel warning other of this dark fate and you did not give up. I respect that tenacity and I would like you to help us do what we can to help prepare for this war." Jane nodded in respect to that as the Council worked.
"That would remove the only current human Spectre from active rotation," Udina stated and Javik huffed.
"As I understand it you have another that you do not help because of your silly politics. Why do you not simply recommend more humans as Spectres?" Javik asked and Jane fought a smirk as Udina sputtered. She really wished she could tell if Javik was a comedian or not.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 1st, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Earth, Vancouver
“Court is now in session. All rise for the Honorable Judge Angela Rossi,” the bailiff announced. John rose to his feet with everyone else as the door to the back opened. Mr. Granger had warned him but he just still couldn’t help but watch the woman stride to the bench. A short redhead, barely four foot ten tall, her face was blank as she walked to her seat. She sat primly at the bench. Knowing to expect it from Harry’s warning, John waited as she went through her data-pads. A few who hadn’t expected it began to shift as they waited. The Hegemony ambassador and lawyer were frowning and scowling at her. After she was done, she looked up and stared at each of the participants for a moment. When she looked at John, he was suddenly struck by the feeling that he was little boy again called into the principal’s office.
“Be seated,” she said after looking at everyone for a moment. As they all sat, John glanced to the right and saw the Hegemony ambassador was glaring at him. He refused to look away until the ambassador did. As the ambassador finally relented John caught a good look at the lawyer who was beside the ambassador. A male human with thick brown hair, he wore a high-end suit with a thick and tall collar. He glanced back at Mr. Granger who was waiting patiently.
“Who is that next to the ambassador?” John asked softly. Harold, call me Harry, Granger glanced past John and sighed.
“Arthur Trent. He’s been around since the Dramye established an embassy on the Citadel. He’s been arguing a few cases for the Hegemony. There’s even word he might be a slave owner in the Hegemony. No one can confirm it however,” Harry explained. John frowned at that.
“Councilors, please state your names, client names, and purposes for being here for the record,” Judge Rossi called out. “Let’s start with you gentlemen.” John glanced to his right and saw Arthur Trent stand.
“Your honor, Arthur Trent, representing the Hegemony of Khar’shan with Ambassador Derour Elpour present. We seek the extradition of convicted criminal, John Shepard, to Khar’shan to serve his sentence,” Trent stated coldly. He quickly glanced at John as if expecting an outburst. If Granger hadn’t warned him John may have but the man had prepped John for court, stressing that no matter what to never react with an outburst. If he needed to say anything or tell Harry something, he was to write it down on the notepad on the table and slide it to him. After a moment of waiting Trent scowled and sat down. Granger stood up next and faced Judge Rossi.
“Harold Granger, representing Spectre John Shepard for these proceedings.” Harry declared. John heard murmurs break out in the gallery at that and felt a bit surprised. It was public record he had been reinstated. It made him wonder just how much research people were doing for this trial. As Harry sat, the final participant who sat the table to John’s left rose. John hadn’t paid much attention to her till now. Another Batarian but this one seemed to have an approachable and even welcoming demeanor to her.
“I am Ambassador, Slont Ekudan, from the Dramye Cooperative. I serve at the embassy we established on Earth. I have no need for council as I am one, well versed in Alliance and Council laws. Along with laws for both Batarian governments.” She explained. At this the Hegemony Ambassador exploded.
“The illegal government has no right to be here! Just give the war criminal to us and be done with this farce!” Ambassador Elpour roared. The gallery broke out into excited talking and Judge Rossi banged her gavel several times to quiet everyone down. John glanced at Harry who was grinning.
“That was bad choice of words.” He murmured to John who nodded.
“Ambassador Elpour! You will restrain yourself or I will have you escorted from my courtroom!” Judge Rossi snapped. “I do not allow histrionics in my court!”
“Your honor, may I speak?” Harry said, rising to his feet. Judge Rossi gestured for him to continue as Trent whispered urgently to Ambassador Elpour and convinced him to sit back down.
“Do so, Mr. Granger,” she said.
“Thank you, your honor. I realize you have not yet started official proceedings, but I object to Spectre John Shepard being declared a war criminal. There exists no declaration of war between the Alliance and the Hegemony. These proceedings are to determine if extradition hearings should proceed regarding Spectre Shepard’s actions as a civilian in Hegemony space.” Harry stated before sitting down. Judge Rossi nodded in understanding.
“Objection sustained. For the record, these proceedings are to either validate or reject the Hegemony of Khar’shan’s request for extradition of Spectre Shepard under the Citadel Species treaty with the Dramye Cooperative. I intend to hear from all parties today as they summarize their briefs requesting extradition hearings take place. Mr. Trent, you may start.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: June 19th, 2186 CE
Location: Ninmah Cluster, Maskim Xul System, Kashshaptu
Jane was standing near the entrance of the long buried Prothean lab. Her team from the Okinawa were patrolling. She was the "escort" for the Prothean team currently investigating the site. The site itself had been a Prothean dump site, meaning it was only a data cache with no Protheans to draw attention to it. Currently, both Jaimini and Kajal were working to repair the tech enough to see what this site held. Anik was watching his wife with gentle eyes while Javik was patrolling. Jane felt rather useless until her comm pinged. She looked to see a letter from Garrus. She opened it.
She smiled slightly at his update. His mother was improving each day and was currently in the family home. His father had taken Garrus' warnings all the way up to Primarch Fedorian and Garrus was being considered for a role as an advisor for "home world readiness." That would make meeting up a very unlikely prospect. Jane's smile faded as she quickly wrote a reply. She explained without details that she was on a top-secret babysitting mission and hopefully it would be worth it in their combined futures.
"That got it!" Kajal cried as she slipped out from under a panel. Jane approached as the machinery came to life. Jaimini was quick to begin interacting with the system. She was collecting, copying, and preparing to send the data once they got to the surface.
"You are really good at fixing this," Jane said and Kajal grinned.
"My father developed half of the current systems that still function. I grew up assembling and disassembling these pieces," she bragged.
"Putting Jaimini and Kajal on a team together is why we decided to put two warriors with them," Anik chuckled.
"Because you worry about your wife and spawn," Javik commented and Jane blinked at Jaimini.
"Congratulations," she said to Jaimini and Anik, Jaimini looked down. "Use them as the motivation to keep fighting. Give them a future." The Prothean stared at Jane for a moment before her lips curled into a smirk.
"You are right, Shepard," she said as they continued to collect the information. Kajal made a startled noise and the team looked to her. Her eyes were wide.
"It is a record of teams," she gasped. "It has more seed locations we did not seek out. There could be more of our brethren alive."
"Get me the coordinates, I can have teams launching within the hour," Jane said and she quickly collected coordinates to send on to the Council.
Kajal's discovery would lead to another hundred live Protheans being added to their ranks.
~TF*~
Earth Date: June 28th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, In-Transit
Jane petted Blasto as she looked over the current navigation display.
"Shepard, we have news," Kajal stated as she approached with Jaimini. Jane looked over at them.
"What is it?" she asked and the two shared a look.
"Why did you not take us to the Prothean ruins in the Sol system?" Jaimini asked and Jane blinked.
"I thought you guys would have already accessed the information we had on it," Jane said and the two shared a look.
"You did not realize then..." Jaimini said and Jane blinked.
"What? What's wrong?" Jane asked. Kajal raised her hands in a placating manner.
"You misunderstand. The data we received is corrupted and incomplete," Kajal explained and Jane blinked.
"We didn't store it properly for your access methods," Jane winced as she realized what happened. "Why are you so worried?" The two Prothean women smiled.
"We were just informed that another team discovered a hint. A massive advantage was being stored in one of the systems of interest," Jaimini explained. The systems of interest were systems with species that the Protheans studied. Jane realized what that meant.
"We need to check the Mars ruins," Jane said and Jaimini nodded.
"It was recommended we have a larger team for this excavation, there is a secondary chamber," she said and Jane's eyes widened. A secret chamber on Mars. She smiled.
"Green," Jane called into the cockpit.
"Yes, ma'am?" he responded.
"We need to head to Mars," Jane said and he nodded.
"Aye aye, ma'am," he replied and Jane grinned as she turned.
"Where are you going?" Jaimini asked.
"Making sure our clearance is good and getting a friend to meet us," Jane said.
~*TF*~
It was extremely easy to get the Alliance okay for the Mars Prothean ruins. While Udina hated Jane, he was not going to make humans look bad on the Council. She was set and a secure Alliance team would be escorting the twenty-man Prothean team to the site. They would arrive first. But now was the nice part. The screen opened and Jane stared at Liara.
"Ah, Jane, I did not expect to see you until after the next trial date," Liara said and Jane smiled.
"So... how much have you been able to find out about Project Prometheus Unchained?" Jane asked and Liara looked irritated.
"Upsettingly little, just that it deals with Prothean artifacts," Liara confessed and Jane smiled. It lasted longer than she thought.
"Glad the extra security worked, it's not Prothean artifacts, Liara," Jane said and Liara blinked. "It's actual Protheans." Liara's face was frozen for a moment. Her eyes were hyper focused and Jane could see the moment when Liara's brain processed it.
"How many?" she asked, her voice airy in shock.
"We've managed to revive almost four hundred," Jane said and Liara reeled.
"Four hundred Protheans..." she gasped.
"They presented the evidence of Reapers to the Council," Jane explained and Liara smiled.
"So that's why the communications about the Reapers and military preparedness has been going up throughout the Citadel races' hierarchies. I suspected it had something to do with you," she confessed and Jane nodded.
"Liara...there's something on Mars, a big find that we didn't even know was there. Do you want to come along?" Jane said and Liara stared at her. "You'll meet a nice big team of Protheans..."
"You don't need to bribe me like a child, Jane," Liara said before she clearly went into deep thought mode. Jane kept quiet. "I can make it to Mars within four days." Jane nodded. "Jane...are you certain about this...about me?" Jane looked at Liara. She smiled, Liara's large blue eyes looked vulnerable for the first time in a long time.
"Liara, if I didn't make it clear. I forgive you. You saved John. While I am still bitter you didn't tell me...John's back. You made sure my brother is alive today. I don't think I could ever thank you enough for saving him. That's why I contacted you to tell you this myself and invite you personally," Jane replied her voice rough with emotion. "However, you do need to remember. Top secret, we don't talk about the Protheans." Liara rolled her eyes at the last comment but smiled gently.
"I suspected as much," she said.
"John doesn't get to know either," Jane said and Liara's face twitched.
"Understood," she said. “Unfortunately, none of my messages have been able to reach him. I miss him.”
"I do too. I'll see you soon," Jane replied as she ended the call. Hopefully, this would put her on a better relationship with Liara.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 2nd, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Earth, Vancouver
“As I expected, Judge Rossi recommended that we move on to extradition hearings.” Harry said as he reviewed the ruling. “She has set the start date as July 25th. At the very end of the window of when she must set a date to start but she covers the reason for it well using the distance between our planets as time for the Ambassadors to be here if they wish to be.”
“So how long do extradition proceedings usually take?” John asked.
“No more than a week but I have it on good authority that Ambassador Ekudan is going to file for dismissal. They’re going to declare the Hegemony request as illegally given, they have no embassy on the Citadel. As this hasn’t happened before I anticipate the extradition proceedings being put on hold and the upper court will have to rule on the legitimacy of the Hegemony’s standing in our system. I suspect that they will be recognized as having a legitimate request and that the request will be allowed to move forward. When we reconvene after that I will then file that the Hegemony and Dramye are in an internal civil war and this is an effort to drag us into it. That will cause another delay while another court rules on our status regarding these governments. I expect it to fail but it must be addressed. By the time that is resolved I estimate the actual extradition hearings will start in early October. After the tomorrow’s hearing we shouldn’t be in court again for at least a month.”
“It’s damn agonizing to hope the Reapers attack by then,” John muttered and Harry sighed as he moved his data-pads into his briefcase.
“They haven’t left us much choice John,” Harry said as he snapped his briefcase closed and stood. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” John walked the man to the door and as it opened Admiral Anderson was on the other side, just reaching for the door pad to signal the doorbell.
“Ah John, pardon my intrusion but I wanted to speak with you,” Anderson said.
“I was just on my way out, Admiral,” Harry said. “I’ll see you tomorrow at the courthouse, John.”
“Have a good night, Harry,” John said. He stepped back and waved a hand towards the dining room table. “Come on in, Admiral.”
“Thank you, Shepard,” the admiral said and moved in, placing the data-pads in his hands on the table. “I bring some good news.”
“I can use some Anderson,” John noted joining the Admiral at the table.
“First is that your reports are being distributed far and wide. Even those governments that don’t acknowledge the Reaper threat openly have taken your reports as one package. They’re calling it the Terminus Tactics package,” Anderson said and John rolled his eyes.
“At least Jane got to name the Mindoir Review,” John muttered and Anderson looked amused.
“Yes, well I look forward to the day your name is revealed as the author instead of redacted as it is now. Still the reports are helping immensely. We have had no run ins with the Geth since you issued them. In fact, one Alliance cruiser was aided by a Geth scouting vessel when it had drive core failure. I think you’d like to know that there were Quarrians serving on the ship as well.” Anderson explained and John smiled softly to himself.
“At least one thing is going right,” John said and Anderson nodded.
“Now I have one last thing. Two actually but they’re linked,” Anderson said and slid one of the data-pads across the table to John. He picked it up and read it quickly, raising his eyebrows as he did and giving Anderson a look of shock.
“An offer of reinstatement to the Alliance? A request to donate the Normandy SR-2 as an Alliance vessel with a provision for me to be its Commander and officer in charge?” John exclaimed. “How did you pull this off Anderson?”
“Please with those Cerberus Admirals out of the way and with me back on the Admiralty board the votes swing our way. It’s conditional and top secret until your extradition proceedings are finished but we need you to start training officers on Reaper ground force tactics. You know intimately how to fight Collectors and Husks. Sign it already will you?” Anderson said, an amused tone in his voice. John stared at him for a moment before looking intently at the data-pad. After a few minutes he tapped away and handed it back to Anderson. As the Admiral took it John got up and headed for the kitchen to make another cup of coffee.
“Excellent now we can-” Anderson cut himself as he saw the big red letters at the bottom.
DECLINED.
“John explain this!” Anderson barked, friendly demeanor gone and all Alliance Admiral. John sighed and made his way back to the table.
“I’m sorry, Anderson. I know you went through a lot to set this up but I don’t want to go back.” John explained. “I felt like I got more done as a Spectre than I ever did in the Alliance. I’m not above working with the Alliance but you have Jane. I don’t want to be shackled by Alliance protocols and regulations. The Normandy and I can do more as I am now.”
“The Normandy is already being retrofitted!” Anderson exclaimed. “Do you really want to turn your back on the Alliance?”
“I highly doubt you’d be able to keep it,” John countered. He was getting clandestine messages from EDI and she had said no one knew she was an AI and that the firewalls in the port area of Vancouver were easy to infiltrate. “Besides the Alliance turned its back on me first. Not all of those Admirals that booted me out were Cerberus compromised.”
“That’s true but we need you onboard to train the men,” Anderson countered.
“I’ll still do that but I’ll do it my way. As a Spectre,” John offered. Anderson stared at him before angrily shoving away from the table.
“Very well, we’ll do it your way,” Anderson said before storming for the door. John sighed as the Admiral left. He wished that would have gone better.
He just wondered what Jane would say when she heard.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Mars
Jane smiled as the line picked up and Garrus' face appeared.
"Hey there, Leader of the Palaven Reaper Task Force," Jane congratulated and Garrus blinked.
"I forget...Liara..." he chuckled. "Thanks, can I ask how things are going?" Jane blinked as Blasto nudged her, placing his heavy head in her lap for her to pet.
"You can. I can't give you specifics, but it is easy work. I'm safe. I have a new sparring partner who...I can't tell if he is funny on purpose or just has the most unfortunate way of saying things that are funny in complete seriousness. I really hope I get a chance to introduce you to him," Jane said and Garrus' mandibles flickered in a pleased way.
"Should I be worried?" Garrus asked and Jane thought about Javik and being in a relationship. Ew.
"No," she said quickly. "You should worry more about Wrex than this guy."
"That's not good, you already have the name Urdnot-Shepard," he teased and Jane smiled.
"I kind of asked for it when I got hyped up over killing the Thresher Maw alone," Jane laughed.
"Which is why Wrex likes you," Garrus pointed out.
"I like your scars better," Jane replied and Garrus looked pleased.
"So, I have to ask, are you the mystery author?" Garrus asked and Jane blinked before realizing what he was talking about.
"Ah, the Terminus Tactics. No. That's not mine, but I have a theory about the author," Jane stated. The Terminus Tactics was recommended reading for colonies near the system, but Jane had tagged it to be a recommended reading with the Mindoir Review. She had even been giving it a good word. She suspected John was behind it, but she doubted he was doing most of the advertising and distribution. That had Anderson's fingerprints.
"Do I know him?" Garrus asked and Jane simply smirked.
"I literally cannot tell you for a fact, I don't know, but I have my suspicions. Still, it is good reading," Jane commented and Garrus nodded.
"I know I'm recommending it for all Turian combat forces," he said.
"We both know that they are extremely effective methods," Jane said. They then spoke about nothing for about an hour before a buzz sounded at Jane's door and she sighed. "Duty calls."
"It was nice, Jane," Garrus said and she nodded.
"Be safe, Garrus," Jane said.
"Keep extra ammo on you," he replied before the call cut and Jane sighed as she headed to the door.
"Sorry to disturb you," Liara said after Jane opened the door and Jane shook her head. "We're about to start up the new data core." Jane's eyes widened and she pulled on her uniform jacket and headed down the hall. They quickly descended.
The Mars Archives were proving to be wealthier than they thought. With actual Protheans to activate and access the Archive, new information was being discovered and spread out across the galaxy. Most governments were keeping the information on need-to-know basis. So far Reaper designs and scanning methods had been sent out. Buried within the archives was the biggest find, a device capable of immense power, capable of destroying the Reapers. The device was originally named Crucible, but the Protheans felt that it wasn't fitting. They had a long discussion and it would be presented to the Council with a new name: Project Redemption. The Protheans felt that since they had failed to stop the Reapers in their cycle, this weapon would allow them to aid in stopping the Reapers this time. The device was going to be presented to the Council next month, it was not complete...in fact, based on Jaimini, Kajal, and the Prothean engineers' calculations, to use the device would destroy every known Mass Relay in the galaxy. Right now, this was a Hail Mary project, but with more races working on it...maybe the device could be altered.
Liara and Jane entered the main chamber and headed to the elevator. Only last week, Anik and Javik had found the hidden passageway and it had revealed a second data core. This one was in worse shape and Kajal and an entire team of engineers had spent the last seventy-two hours around the clock repairing it.
"We are ready," Trazia said with the expression of a child on Christmas morning. Liara did not look much better, the two asari with a passion for Protheans had become rather close friends. Jane crossed her fingers.
"Come on super weapons for ships and soldiers," Jane said and Anik laughed.
"I hope for that too," he said and Jaimini huffed before he wrapped around her and rubbed her stomach. Jane thought the couple were sweet. She hoped their child would never know the fear their parents faced.
"Here we go!" Kajal cried as she pressed a button. The data core began to flicker and glow and then shut off. "No! Damn it, find where the surge was!" The engineers moved like lions attacking a water buffalo. One even climbing up the side. There was an angered squawk before the engineers began fiddling.
"This does not instill me with hope," Javik commented and Jane fought another laugh.
"Now...here we go," Kajal sighed as she pressed a button. This time, the flickering lights went solid and the engineers preened as the scientists moved to access the data.
"When do you take the advisory team to the Citadel?" Liara asked and Jane looked at Jaimini.
"Depending on what they find now...I'll be putting in the request either tonight or tomorrow," Jane said and Liara nodded.
"It will take a long time to build it," Liara said.
"It's not the building that I'm worried about it, "Jane confessed.
"We need it to work without destroying the Mass Relays," Liara nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Earth, Nevada Desert
It was hot. The desert sun beat down on John but he had his head tilted back as he relished it. He’d been cooped up inside for weeks and relished the fresh air. He wore nothing but a jumpsuit and boots with just his knife, a few throwing knives, and his omni-tool. Anderson had provided the barracks and equipment he had asked, the VI driven husk and collector replicas being the most important. The training course was also setup as he’d requested for day one. Each night the crew who’d would maintain the facility would change it according to the layout and schedule John had discussed with them at length. There were observers and trained medics as well but they had express orders not to interfere unless directed by John to do so. As the officers lined up across from him, he noticed most of them eyed him disdainfully. When they were done, he looked down and focused on them. Most were higher rank than he had been when he was in the Alliance. Twenty-five men and women, all at least captains, majors, a few commanders, and two sergeants. The two sergeants and one of the commanders were the only ones not looking hostile towards him. It was this moment he wished that his jumpsuit at least had the Spectre logo on it.
“I’m sure most of you recognize me but for those who don’t I am Spectre John Shepard. The so-called Monster.” John said, sneering at that last bit. “You men are here to learn ground tactics for fighting Reaper forces. Unfortunately, I don’t know everything they will use against us. I do know th-”
“So, what good is a civilian then?” A voice mocked him from the back of the men with a thick Russian accent. John frowned and gestured for the officers to move aside. They did and a large bear of man stepped forward.
“And you are?” John asked darkly.
“Major Igor Dyatlov,” the man growled.
“And did you read the Terminus Tactics reports as was required for this training? Specifically, the ones regarding Collectors and Husks?” John inquired as he approached then man.
“Dah, I did, useless as it is. Brainless corpses and flying bugs? Pathetic that we need tactics to fight such things.” Igor snarled. John looked the man over, noting his armor was in working order and he had only a pistol at his side.
“Well then if you don’t need this why don’t you test out?” John inquired. He gestured to the training course behind him, setup to resemble a small colony town. “Make it from the red flag to the green flag. I trust you have the paint modification to your weapons?”
“Yes, but I only have my pistol,” He growled.
“Then that’s all you have. Shall we start?” John inquired. Igor nodded and John led the group to the starting point, a small red flag on pole jammed into the harsh desert ground.
“In thirty seconds start at your leisure, Major. I will be in town to monitor you.” John replied as he strolled past the man. John heard the man mock him as he walked away hearing most of the soldiers laugh. Ignoring it John took up position where he could have a good place to watch in concealment. A few minutes later Igor came strolling around the corner. He seemed smug and confident as he punched a solitary charging husk out of the way. The man was brazenly walking, not even noting the husks slowly gathering behind him. He had obviously only glanced at the reports and only read on how to kill the husks and not the tactics they used. John watched him stride past before quietly activating the Collector units to fly in a swarm, like what the real ones had done on the ship. He also triggered the husks to attack in mass and start using their personal area EMPs. Igor shouted in shock as he was suddenly facing four full squads of collectors and husks swarmed him. John watched calmly as he tried to get his pistol free only to be overrun. His shields gone the husks began to hit Igor, the light blue paint on them smearing the Major with each hit. John left his post to stride forward as they pinned him down. When Igor noticed him with panicked eyes he began to shout at John.
“Shepard make them let me go! I learned my lesson!” Major Dyatlov shouted as he struggled to get free. The Collectors units were moving back and forth, buzzing but none of the replicas attacked John as he approached as per their programming. John remained silent as Major Dyatlov kept demanding to be freed. As John got closer, he freed a couple of throwing knives from his belt. Not even hesitating, he threw one and then another. One pinned Dyatlov’s left hand to the ground making the man scream, the other sank deep in his right thigh. John ignored the mix of English and Russian profanities the big man was spouting at him as he got next to him and knelt down. From the other pouch on his belt, he pulled out a thick red paintball. Saying nothing John smashed the paintball on the man’s forehead and smeared the paint down his face.
“These husks and Collectors just captured you, Major Dyatlov,” John snarled at him causing the man to stop shouting but just glare at him. “They brought you to an indoctrinated Reaper unit, me. I just did something to you with a Reaper device we didn’t know about and now you are indoctrinated too. I will be sending you home with similar devices. You will indoctrinate your friends, your family, even your children.” John stood and turned to glare at the other officers watching with wide eyes. “This is what we will be training to stop. When you go back to your commands you will then train your men while I train more officers between my court appearances. Maybe, just maybe we can save lives. Until then get over yourselves and your bullshit.” John strode away and passed by the observers.
“Medics clear the man and observers reset the field. We have work to do.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: July 23rd, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
Jane escorted her Protheans, because she now considered Anik, Jaimini, Javik, and Kajal as her people, across the Presidium when she noticed a collection of familiar people.
"Admiral Tali'Zorah?" Jane cried and one of the figures turned. A hand went up in greeting and Jane looked to see one of her fellow Spectres nod at her. Jane headed over and Tali's arms opened. The two women went into a hug.
"Captain Jane Shepard!" Tali said happily.
"Thank God it was you; I was worried I was just horribly racist with the suit," Jane chuckled and Tali laughed as they moved apart.
"It is good to see you. How is your brother?" Tali asked and Jane winced.
"I'm prohibited contact with him," Jane explained and Tali pulled back.
"Why would they do that?" she asked and Jane gave her a look.
"Hackett informed me that it was partially due to the conflict of interest. He is my brother and only family in the universe and I have a very bad track record with the Hegemony," Jane sighed. "Plus, the new Human Councilor doesn't like me very much at this moment and Hackett wanted to keep Udina off my case." Tali was still before muttering Quarrian curses.
"I suppose that makes sense," Tali sighed and Jane looked at the Quarrians looking over at them.
"Does it look like the Council will be allowing an embassy for Rannoch?" Jane asked and Tali shrugged.
"We have started the process of reopening the Quarrian embassy, but this is actually a Rannoch delegation to petition the Council for the acceptance of the Geth as a race," Tali explained and Jane's eyes widened.
"Wow...I bet that's not going very well," Jane commented and Tali nodded.
"We petitioned the Council to allow us to bring a Geth unit with us, but we were very much denied," Tali sighed and Jane nodded.
"To be fair...they still remember Saren and his heretics," Jane comforted with a hand on Tali's shoulder.
"Who are those people?" Tali asked, looking at Jane's group moving towards the Council chambers.
"I can't tell you, but if you've been hearing about the new galactic recommendations from the Council...that's what we are working on," Jane said and Tali blinked.
"It only took two years and your brother dying," she commented and Jane chuckled.
"I need to go, but it was great to see you, Tali," Jane said and Tali nodded. Jane turned to leave before looking at Tali. "How have your names changed?"
"If we live on a ship, we aren't changing anything, but if we take up a full-time residence on Rannoch...our names are all nar Rannoch," she explained and Jane smiled brightly.
"Until we meet again, Admiral Tali'Zorah nar Rannoch," Jane said and Tali waved. Jane jogged to catch up with the group.
"Was that your lover?" Kajal asked with a tone of disapproval and Jane laughed. Protheans were xenophobic when it came to sex, seeing cross species relationships as unnatural. Strange for a race that demanded all other races refer to themselves as Prothean.
"No, a dear friend, like a younger sister. Since we don't share emotions as you do, we use contact to show affection," Jane explained and the Protheans nodded. Touch for them was a very deep, intimate bond, more common between romantic partners and family than friends and companions. "She is now a high ranked leader among her people. I'm very proud of her."
They once again met in the secure Council meeting room and, once again, Jane stood to the side as a Spectre.
"Welcome back," Tevos said with a nod of her head. The Protheans were not very friendly.
"We have had success," Kajal stated as she stood up and showed the schematics for the Crucible. "Located in the Sol system was a data cache filled with designs for a weapon known as the Crucible. It is incomplete, however. Those who hid the data, did so because they were hunted, and so the incomplete plans are here. We believe bringing in the most talented engineers and minds of this cycle would be the best decision to finish this device. We would like to name this endeavor Project Redemption." Kajal moved the schematic.
"It looks fairly completed," Valern stated and Kajal shook her head.
"It is not. While the basic design is functional, the output and the results are not," she explained. She pulled up a projection. "While it can use the Citadel itself in a reverse manner than the past cycles' invasions, it is not properly constructed or calibrated to succeed. If it is used as is, this would be the result." The projection showed the Citadel sending out a beam of energy, the Reapers disintegrating and the Mass Relays exploding. The Council made various noises of concern.
"Your people do not have members familiar with this system?" Valern asked and Kajal shook her head.
"All of our current members were on projects that were much smaller in scale. But that is not our only finding," Kajal stated moving to the side to allow Jaimini to take over.
"We have analysis of Reaper materials, indicating which types of ammunition are better for combat. We believe these should be priorities across the galaxy as soon as possible for all militaries. We also have found multiple designs for indoctrination detection. We cannot verify their functionality until we encounter those whose minds have been contaminated by Reaper technologies, but again, we believe that it is imperative to build as many prototypes and activate them in areas essential for our control," Jaimini explained and the Council pulled up the data on their personal devices to study.
"Mass production should be relatively simple," Valern commented.
"Implication of dispersion would also be easily completed," Sparatus said.
"However, unless we can prove they work, it would be a loss," Udina sneered and Jaimini's eyes narrowed on him as she pulled up the image of the Human Reaper prototype.
"If we do not prepare for the Reapers in any way possible, this will be the future of the human race," Jaimini said with killing calm as the Human Reaper was replaced by a Collector. "This will be the future of my remaining people." Her eyes flickered to the others. "I wonder what your races will be harvested for?" The room was quiet and Jaimini sat down and Anik came up. He coughed gently before smiling.
"Fortunately, we also found an excellent battle record explaining Reaper tactics. In some cases, these devices of indoctrination detection would make many of the Reaper tactics worthless. They rely on the betrayal performed by their indoctrinated slaves to make the openings they prefer to use for attack. By being able to find those indoctrinated we can eliminate these preferred tactics and force Reapers to attack head on, a method they dislike," Anik explained as he transferred the tactics. The Council glanced over.
"It will be essential to test the efficiency of indoctrination devices," Valern commented.
"We are confident in these designs. Multiple members of our surviving science teams worked on developing scans for indoctrination. These devices cut the time we need to develop them based on our research. We merely need baseline reading for known species of the Citadel to start developing detection for all," Jaimini explained.
"How long will you need?" Tevos asked.
"A month, we would like to station a team here on the Citadel to allow your scientists to work with them on the device development and production," Kajal added.
"It will take weeks to gather such a team," Udina stated, sounding sour.
"Actually, with aid from the Shadow broker, we have been able to reach out to several scientists and engineers using our Citadel contacts, those we believe will be most useful will all have arrived on the Citadel within this week," Jaimini explained.
"Who approved this?" Udina demanded looking at Jane.
"At this point, those the Protheans tapped do not know it was Protheans who reached out to them. We have them here awaiting Council approval. We informed them the project was not certain, but if it were approved would need to start ASAP," Jane reported.
"Are you planning to lead the team?" Sparatus asked and the group at the table shook their heads.
"The archives on Mars are immense and we wish to make sure to have gotten everything we can from them. My superior is already here waiting with his selected team," Jaimini explained.
"My protégé is among that team," Kajal added.
"With the Spectres on the Citadel, we have limited our members who are on guard. There are only three military escorts here," Javik reported.
"Shepard, you are the primary author of the Mindoir Review, are you not?" Tevos asked and Jane nodded. The Asari Councilor looked at her. "I believe you would be the best choice to take this document and create a Reaper Tactics Review." Jane blinked at that.
"I have only fought Sovereign and I did most of that here on the Citadel against Saren. Besides, I have already seen the Terminus Tactics report, it covers everything well enough," Jane explained and Tevos shook her head.
"You misunderstand. I am asking you because the Terminus Tactics is extremely useful, but it was clearly designed with more military aim. You know our modern procedures for most of the Citadel races outside of military. The Mindoir Review is used by almost every major race now. I would like you to review these tactics and give us a basic strategy based on our weapons and the tactics most often used with the aim of making it for more civilian based methods," Tevos said and Jane thought about it. She had written the Mindoir review based on the race, mercenary band, and other factors. It would be harder to do this, especially since Jane had little firsthand knowledge of fighting Reapers.
"I will do my best, Councilor," Jane said.
"The only active human Spectre is more than a report writer!" Udina muttered.
"You bring up a good point," Valern stated. "Shepard, with your brother immersed in the unpleasantness with the Hegemony, we are finding the lack of Human Spectres...straining." Valern's eyes flickered to Udina and Jane wanted to groan. How that man got so high would forever escape her. "Udina has produced a list of candidates, I am certain you will know many of them. We would ask you to pick a few that you also recommend."
"Do you doubt my selection?" Udina asked, clearly angry.
"It is not your selection we doubt, it is the number we need to cull," Sparatus sneered. "You recommend twenty individuals. That's ridiculous in a single appointment. One to three is the usual offering. Exemplars, not just anyone."
"Jane Shepard, you know the job you perform; we ask that you select a handful from Udina's list," Tevos said and Jane nodded. Tevos transferred Udina's list to Jane. Jane recognized all but two of the names. She quickly searched them and was not impressed. Both were highly commended by some of the Admirals that Jane exposed as Cerberus sell outs. Jane looked over the list again. Kaidan and Ash both made the cut. Udina couldn't ignore them as they were both part of the team that stopped Sovereign. Jane tapped them both and selected three other N7s she had served with on some of the Collector investigation teams.
"I hope that helps you, Councilors," Jane said. The Council returned to the Protheans.
The meeting ended well, the indoctrination device team was formed and located on the Citadel, a team was being collected to develop the Crucible, and last, the resources for the construction were being calculated. Jane felt confident as they headed out.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: September 3rd, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Mars
Jane was reading up on various reports across the galaxy. Thessia was holding some sort of biotic tournament. If Jack were there, she would place a bet with the biotic, but chances were good that Jack was busy with her new job. Jane would never have considered the Psychotic Biotic to be a good teacher, but apparently, she was a natural.
As she read, she was pleased to see that Ken and Gabby had been released, Joker and Dr. Chakwas had both been cleared when Jane had sent in evidence proving they had been manipulated by the Illusive Man and Cerberus by having their communications deleted or erased. Ken and Gabby had not had that so had faced trial. Both were found innocent of terrorist activities and had been set free. Jane was pleased to know the two were safe.
The Turian military were running some interesting new military tactics in Palaven space. The team leading the maneuvers had a familiar face. Jane wondered if the Hierarchy knew or cared that one of their leading advisors was a former vigilante. She downloaded and saved the image of Garrus and another Turian discussing maneuvers over a war table. She smiled at the image before she realized it had been a while since they spoke. She sent him a copy of the image before getting up and heading over to her desk. She had to review the Prothean reports on Reaper tactics. She had come up with very easy maneuvers for both humans and Turians because the two races did share a lot of similarities when it came to conflict. The asari tactics were mostly done, but Jane didn't feel like they were polished enough. The Salarian tactics were killing her because of how Salarians preferred to use espionage over brute force. Tevos had given her quite the assignment. Still, the human and Turian recommendations were already being passed around and practiced.
The sound of the wind howling outside let Jane know another storm was incoming. She looked out the window at the massive wall of storm. Blasto snored in the background.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 6th, 2186 CE
Location: Kite's Nest, Harsa System, Khar'shan, Chagatai
Derour Elpour stretched his shoulders and rolled his head to release the tension in his neck. The pathetic Dramye were making his efforts to secure the Monster for execution miserable. The two strike teams that had been sent to assassinate the Dramye ambassador in charge of the case on Earth had both failed. Both teams had been slain by Spectre agents. While there was no proof, Derour was positive that the Terror of the Hegemony was behind it. Issues with the comms had cut his morning work short so he decided to take a break and stretch his legs.
His teeth creaked in frustration over the strike teams as he marched down the street. He glared at a nearby serving caste member and they quickly moved back. Personally, he wanted to see the Monster with his head shaved and his brain reduced to stem. It would feel so good to see such an arrogant human cut down to a mindless slave. Derour could not stop the smile from forming on his lips with the image. Still, when he got the Monster and brought him to Khar'shan he would have a front row seat at the execution. The Terror would be broken to see her only kin slain and left to rot on this world. With his mood greatly improved by his thoughts, he considered going to his favorite restaurant when there was a scream. The high caste woman was staring at the sky and he looked up.
Black vessels seemed to drop from the sky, if Derour had spent more time travelling space instead of mastering bureaucracy and the art of manipulating the laws of other races he might have recognized the impressive nature of the vessels, but he did not. The ships seemed to fall from the sky carelessly before landing as if it were completely normal. His four eyes were wide as he watched a smaller vessel land and begin firing. How had the scans missed this? Was it the problems with the comms? He was frozen up until a blast hit the line of people before him. All castes, from worthless slave to highest leaders were charred ruin. His body knew to fear before his brain did and as he ran, he realized he was heading to the office of the local military general.
Yes, General Sakon Dhas'ferk would be armed and would know what to do. There had to be a safe room or something Derour could make use of to protect himself. He body checked a woman out of his way, sprawling her and her child in the street, but Derour did not look back. He rushed to the doors and pulled out his security chit. It seemed to take forever to scan but soon enough he was in. Relief ran through his veins as he looked around. It was odd, the atrium was practically empty. He moved past the desk where a secretary would usually direct visitors. He knew this building passably well, he could make it to the General's office. He heard a noise and he froze. It sounded like a yell. Was he hearing sounds from outside?
The building was so neat...until he passed an open office door. Usually the door was shut, but today it was open. The building shook slightly and Derour knew it was the ships attacking outside. He looked in the office. It looked like there had been a struggle at each of the eight desks in the room. There was a small splattering of blood. Small, like someone had been struck in the face and busted a lip or nose. Derour had attended enough interrogations to recognize the mess. What had happened in here? He felt fear, he did not like it. He left the puzzling room and headed to the General's office. He entered and while empty, the General's office was much like it always was. Neat and organized. Still, behind the window Derour could see several of the ships destroying the city. Thankfully, gunfire was coming up. Perhaps the General was out there, the office was a mess because the occupants had left. Derour's mind paused...but why would the occupants go out into that? Again, there was a muffled noise of screaming. It was odd, not like it was outside. As Derour approached the window he could see outside, people were screaming but he couldn't hear them. So where was the screaming from inside the building coming from?
Derour watched the ships as they moved, wondering if it was the humans or maybe the Citadel itself running this attack.
"Who are you?" a voice barked and Derour threw himself back to turn to the door. There stood General Dhas'ferk. Relief flooded Derour's body.
"General, am I relieved to see you safe. Have you seen this?" Derour cried as he waved an arm at the window and the General's face twitched in a way that seemed off. Derour couldn't place what was wrong about it. The General turned all four eyes on him and Derour felt strange again.
"A mess let's get you secured, Ambassador Elpour," the general said and Derour felt better. He would be fine and the General seemed confident.
"Is there a safe room?" he asked and the General nodded.
"It is very safe," he explained and Derour felt exhausted as he followed the General to a stairwell. The sound of screaming occurred again and Derour jumped.
"How are we hearing that?" he asked and the General kept walking.
"The air vents most likely," he explained and Derour nodded. The external vents had to be letting in the sounds from outside. That made sense. They walked down several flights of stairs, the sounds of screams were irregular, now, and again. It seemed odd for some reason.
"Will you summon aid from the colonies?" Derour asked.
"No, what could they do?" the General commented and Derour chuckled. Many colonies were only made up of a few higher castes and many lower castes.
"You are right, mercenaries would be better at fighting," Derour commented as he saw some soldiers at the end of the hall in front of a door that looked to be a storage area. It must be the safe room the General was taking him too.
"There are better ways to do things, " the General said and Derour paused, this felt wrong, of course, the General was going to seek aid from outside the Hegemony.
"You cannot seriously be thinking of begging for help from outside our space. The Council? The humans? You cannot be!" The General kept walking and Derour rushed up to him. "Tell me it is not so!" The General looked at Derour and smiled. There was something wrong with that smile.
"Why would we ask any of them for help? We need no help from those we shall rule," he said and Derour felt relieved up until the soldiers grabbed him.
"What are you doing?!" he cried as he was lifted. A soldier held each limb and he was unable to break free as the General opened the door. Derour's jaw went slack. A woman was held over a triangular device by more soldiers before a spike shot up through her, lifting her up several feet into the air. Her screams of agony were familiar...exactly like the screams he had been hearing since he entered the building.
"We were almost finished, you came at a most opportune time," the General said. Derour looked around the room and saw dozens of spikes, at the top of each was a body, some looked odd, bulbous, but it was clear, they were all still alive, impaled on these devices. The screams were these people. They had been murdering their own caste!
"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Derour cried, his voice held tones of fear he had never heard from himself before. He writhed between the soldiers' grips, but he could not break free.
"Soon you will understand, this is the way," the General said. Then Derour realized what was wrong. There was a dazed, not quite present look in the General's eyes, he looked at the men holding him and they all had the same gaze. One of the soldiers that had speared the woman was crawling onto another device. He lay peacefully over it and as he was impaled, he made no noises, just seemed to sigh.
"Let me go! Let me go!" Derour screamed as he was carried and as he saw the device he was being carried towards and he could not keep his bladder from releasing. "No! You can't do this to me!"
"You will see soon," the General said. "This is the way. We will rule all. They promised us it would be so." He looked like he was in ecstasy at the thought. Derour struggled as he was brought up over the device. He tried to break free as he was pulled over and as his back pressed down.... agony. He stared at the spike coming up through his stomach and the pain was blinding. He made gasping noises as he vainly tried to pull himself up and off the spike. His heart was pumping fast and he wondered how long it would take to die. He stared at the others around him. One by one the soldiers rose on their own spikes and Derour noticed a metallic shine appearing on others. His brain began to relax.
"I am dying," he thought he looked at his chest only to notice a line of metal moving up through him. He felt no pain. "The pain is going...this isn't so bad..."
Time had no meaning but death did not come, instead a sense of purpose began. He felt his flesh begin to bubble as slowly he heard the slide of the other devices. He watched as his fellows began to leave the building. They were going to be finished being augmented by the Reapers. They would rise to serve the Reapers. He was part of them all, he knew his purpose, he would be essential to conquering this galaxy. The device lowered him to the ground and he headed out. He saw a woman crouched down trying to avoid one of the others. He grabbed her. As she shrieked and struggled, he began to drag her back into the building and down the steps. She would understand. She would be a part of the harvest.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 13th, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Mars
Jane was eating lunch when she saw Liara come into the cafeteria looking like she was sucking on a fresh lemon. The asari got a meal and moved to sit next to Jane.
"What's wrong?" Jane asked and Liara sighed.
"We have a new specialist," Liara commented and Jane blinked at that.
"I thought we were good," she said and Liara nodded.
"Her name is Dr. Eva Coré," Liara explained and Jane looked at her.
"What don't you like about her?" Jane asked and Liara took a bite before looking at Jane.
"I honestly don't know, there is just something about her," the asari confessed before she looked up as a woman entered the cafeteria. Jane looked at the woman as she scanned the room. There was something about the way she held herself, like she was making mental notes.
"That her?" Jane asked as the woman's eyes scanned over her. Her eyes froze on Jane for a moment and Jane felt the hair on the back of her head go up. Oh yeah, that was her. "Never mind, I can tell and yeah, I feel it too." She looked at Liara.
"That's not all," Liara said and Jane blinked.
"What else?" Jane asked.
"Dr. Jaimini outright refused to work with her. Actually, demanded that she not be in the room while Jaimini was present," Liara said and Jane blinked. Jaimini was one of the nicest Protheans. While the race was rather prudish and still clung to their imperialistic natures, the ones on the team were open to cooperation, viewing the fight against the Reapers as more important than petty differences between races.
"That doesn't sound like Jaimini," Jane said and Liara nodded.
"The other Protheans wouldn't acknowledge her, but so many of them are colder to new people at the beginning anyway," Liara sighed. Eva left the room and Jane nodded.
"What have your contacts got to say?" Jane asked and Liara flickered her eyes.
"Her record is spotless...however, there looks like she is missing a large portion of her teenage years as well as her post doctorate time. Nothing I can put my finger on, but it looks off," Liara commented. Jane got a bad feeling.
"I'll keep an eye on her," Jane said and Liara nodded. "We may want to invest in fail safes."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 14th, 2186 CE
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Earth
“Given recent events I find that the Hegemony of Khar’shan’s request for extradition to be meritless.” Judge Rossi announced. John glanced at the table where the Hegemony Ambassador would normally be. That Arthur Trent was by himself spoke volumes. “I find that the supposed trial by the Hegemony of Khar’shan to be political in nature. While tragic the events of Bahak system were as Spectre Shepard stated, he acted to save the rest of the galaxy from a mass Reaper invasion on all fronts. I summarily dismiss the extradition request.” She waited for the customary objection but Trent did nothing, staring meekly at the table in front of him. “Court is adjourned.” Judge Rossi banged her gavel and stood moving away. John felt a weight lift off him and sighed. So, one thing was taken care of, now to move onto the bigger obstacle.
“Thank you, Harry,” John said as he stood and Harry held out his hand which John shook.
“Happy to help, Shepard. Now if you don’t mind…” Harry trailed off and John nodded. Harry was going to get his family to safety. All these months working together he had become a believer. He heeded John’s warnings to heart and his family had retreated to safe place in the Rockies where they hoped to wait out the war.
“Go, Harry. And good luck,” John said. Harry nodded and quickly snatched up his briefcase. John took in a deep breath. The courtroom was mostly empty, no one really cared what John’s legal problems were now that the truth was out there. Anderson was the only one left and he approached John.
“We need to go,” Anderson said. “Admiral Hackett has mobilized the fleets. Word has made it to command. Something big is heading our way.”
“The Reapers?” John asked as they hurried out. “We’re not ready yet.”
“Tell that to the defense committee,” Anderson said as they hurried down the hall. “I have Alenko, Vega, and Williams prepping the Normandy. I want to get everything in the air that I possibly can. The defense committee wanted to pull you out of the hearing, but I convinced them to let it play out. We needed you free and clear of that so you can work in the open.”
“Hopefully we-” John never finished his statement as the world seemed to explode into red light.
~*TF*~
Location: Local Cluster, Sol System, Mars Archive
Jane was walking with Blasto at her side, her heart was heavy, when her comm was pinged.
"Shepard here," Jane said.
"Captain, Admiral Hackett is calling...it's bad!" Green cried. The Okinawa was in orbit over Mars as a guardian angel. Cold washed over Jane...that old dark foreboding feeling was back.
"Patch him through, now. Admiral?" Jane asked.
"We've got something big coming from Batarian space," Hackett warned and Jane's heart stopped.
"What's its destination?" Jane asked as she stopped.
"Projections show it heading for Earth, the fleets are mobilizing but..." Hackett's tone said it all.
"Did you use the recommended scans?" Jane asked.
"Whatever is coming is composed of the matching elements," Hackett confessed.
"Orders, sir," Jane asked more than spoke.
"Protect the Protheans as much as they will let you. Prevent Reapers from getting the data. Evacuate if it looks too dangerous to remain," Hackett said and Jane nodded.
"Aye, aye, sir," she replied. She quickly headed to the data cashes. Javik looked at her and his jaw set.
"What is it?" he demanded and Jane looked at the team as they slowly turned their attention to her.
"Our sensors are detecting something matching Reaper constructed materials coming our way," Jane announced and the Protheans all looked serious. "We all hoped we had more time, but it looks like evacuation will be happening sooner rather than later. Set up the fail safe, if things look dicey, we're going to be leaving the Reapers that present we prepared." Several Protheans made less than friendly expressions at that thought. Javik looked at Jane.
"They will be here sooner than you think," he warned and Jane nodded.
~*TF*~
John groaned. He pushed himself up onto his hands and knees, forcing his eyes open. All he saw was rubble around him and felt something weighing him down. He grunted and shifted his body, the piece of plaster and wall studs sliding off his back. His left arm throbbed with a burning ache. As he stood up, he glanced at it. The entire side away from his body from his shoulder to the back of his hand was burned, almost sizzled away. He could see muscle below and even the red glow of his nerves. He cradled the arm to his side; glad he could still move it. He glanced around and felt his heart sink. The building had been blown apart; rubble was everywhere with most of it being on fire. People that hadn’t been vaporized on contact were here and there, but not one of them was moving.
“Shepard!” John turned at the call and felt relief fill him. Anderson was making his way to him, alive if a bit banged up. The Admiral glanced at John’s arm.
“I’m good it just looks worse than it is. I can still move it and fight.” John assured the admiral. “I just need a bandage it.”
“We’ll get something on the way,” the admiral assured him. “We need to get to the military space port.”
“That’s on the other side of the city,” John countered as he looked out the hole in the building. “The civilian port is a few blocks away. If we can signal for pickup there should be enough space to get us.”
“That will do,” Anderson said turning on his comms as they made their way out of the rubble. John saw a guard nearby, partially buried under the rubble. What really caught John’s eyes was the pistol still on the man’s hip. John made his way over and cleared some of the rubble off the man. Taking the pistol and belt off the guard, strapping it on over his suit pants. Anderson was talking to someone as John took the guard’s omni-tool and test it out. An omni-blade appeared as he activated the device. It wasn’t his knife but it would do.
“-we’re at the Normandy and she’s lifting off right now!” Ashley’s voice suddenly rang in John’s comm and he glanced at Anderson who was patching him in. “Lt. Vega and Lt. Major Alenko are prepping a rescue squad!”
“We need you to meet us at the civilian space port for pickup!” Anderson ordered. “We were inside the courthouse when the Reapers attacked!”
“Aye sir, ETA ten minutes!” Ashley responded.
“Come on, Shepard let’s get moving, that’s a haul even in the best of times.” Anderson noted. John hurried down the rubble onto the street. He jerked when a car went screaming by and a group of civilians ran by, not even caring to look for survivors.
“Ah, this is a god damn mess!” Anderson growled as he finished making his way down the rubble. John turned and headed right, after the civilians, with Anderson by his side. “Every minute these machines are here tens of thousands die. I won’t be responsible.”
“It's hard enough fighting a war, its worse knowing no matter how hard we fight we can’t save them all.” John noted, seeing a huge Reaper in the distance firing on the military area. The Reapers were focusing their fire there it seemed, after destroying the civilian areas of leadership.
“Exactly,” Anderson grunted. “They hit so fast, I thought we’d have more time to evacuate the civilians.”
“We knew they were coming,” John muttered. A woman stumbled and fell in the group ahead of them. The others didn’t even notice she was behind them as John hurried up to help her to her feet. She thanked him and hurried after them.
“We can’t do this alone.” Anderson noted as more and more civilians joined them as they headed for the port. “We need to go to the Citadel Council.”
“The Citadel? The fight's here,” John argued.
“It will be everywhere soon enough, you said it yourself the Reapers will destroy everything. The Council has to help us. You’re a Council Spectre you can make them listen.” Anderson noted. John grunted and winced as a pissing civilian bumped his left side making his arm flare in pain.
“There’s the port,” John noted as they turned a corner. Shuttles were moving and leaving frantically. Some of the civilian officers were trying to keep order and load the shuttles to max capacity. The entire ground seemed to shake and a bunch of people screamed. John turned and saw a shock wave in the distance from an exploding Alliance cruiser. It wouldn’t affect them over here but it did rattle everyone.
“The Normandy should be able to hover and pick us up on the right.” Anderson noted, gesturing. “That should keep out of the way of the civilians.”
“INCOMING!” someone screamed. John glanced up and large, pulsating balls of red impacted near the space port. John blinked in shock as several new husk creatures scurried away from the impact crater. They vaguely resemble Batarians and each had guns affixed to their right arms. They screeched and began to shoot into the civilians.
“Shit!” John snarled, pushing his way through the panicking crowd, ignoring the pain in his arm. When he was clear he started to open fire. The creatures turned to face him and started focusing fire on him, just like he’d hoped. John dove for cover and slide behind a fallen pillar.
“Get those civilians out of here!” Anderson ordered the officers. John popped up from behind cover, shooting which ones he could but more seemed to swarm from the space port as more of these strange drop pods impacted. He knew he didn’t have enough ammo but he had to draw them away from the civilians.
“Calvary’s here gentlemen,” A welcome voice called over the radio as John heard a welcoming roar of engines. The Normandy did a pass over, opening fire on the Batarian husks, mowing them down. As the Normandy circle back, the ramp opening John gestured to Anderson.
“Time to go, Anderson!” John called. Anderson glanced at the hovering Normandy and the officers loading civilians on shuttles.
“I’m not going!” Anderson replied and John frowned. “You saw those men back there! There’s a million more like them and they need a leader!”
“We’re in this fight together, Anderson!” John snapped as the Normandy hovered behind them.
“We need to go, soon!” Ashley called to them from the ramp, opening fire on some approaching husks.
“It’s a fight we can’t win, not without help! Go talk to the Council, convince them to help us! That’s an order!” Anderson snapped.
“I don’t take orders from you anymore, remember?” John snapped. Anderson frowned and fish out a set of dog tags. John was shock when he tossed them at him. John caught them and saw they had his name on them.
“Consider yourself reinstated, Commander.” Anderson said and hurried toward a waiting shuttle. John frowned but clenched his hand on the tags as he hurried to the Normandy.
“Get us airborne!” John shouted to Ashley over the roaring engines. She hurried inside and as they lifted away John watched. Anderson got away but John watched as other civilians were shot down by husks before they even got to the shuttles. As the ramp began to close John saw a Reaper come storming through a building. He knew Anderson had gotten away safely but he still felt his heart sink as an evac shuttle was shot down and wondered how many people were just killed. He growled and forced himself to walk deeper into the Normandy as she buttoned up for space travel. For the first time in his life, he felt like a coward as they left to get help.
~*TF*~
"Ma'am, you've got bogies coming straight for the base," Green cautioned and Jane blinked as she looked up from her data table.
"From Earth?" Jane asked.
"No, from deep space. That's the thing, ma'am, these are human designed. We only saw them on sensors, but they read like several Kodiak shuttles," Green reported.
"Thanks for the heads up," Jane growled as she connected her comms to the base's communications. "This is Captain Jane Shepard. Red alert, red alert. We have human bogies incoming. Prepare for internal attack." She ran back to the tram to the site. She pulled up the security feed. Sure, enough there were several Kodiak shuttles outside the main door. Cerberus colors giving them away. She connected her comm to the communications again. "Visual confirmation! Cerberus! Repeat we are under attack by Cerberus!" She switched to her comms. "Green. They were Cerberus Kodiaks; we are under attack by Cerberus!" As Jane reported her eyes widened in rage as she saw the form of Eva Coré opening the doors for the Cerberus agents. "Mother fucking bitch!"
"Ma'am?" Green cried as Jane returned to the building comms.
"Eva Coré is a Cerberus plant. Repeat Eva Coré is aiding Cerberus! Do not trust Eva Coré! All personnel get to the Archive!" Jane cried before switching to the Okinawa's channel. "Green, warn Fifth Fleet."
"Can d-" he started and then the comm dropped to static. "Green? Fuck!" Jane ran for the tram. Blasto seemed edgy next to her. She whistled and made a hand sign. The varren went into attack ready mode. The tram felt like it took forever before the door opened to reveal all the Prothean soldiers and a few of the engineers. Liara stood to the side and Jane smiled. Everyone was armed and to the ready. "Are the scientists evacuating to the Okinawa?"
"We only have two shuttles on this roof section. We loaded up both, we won't be able to get everyone on the Okinawa," Liara stated and Jane nodded.
"We can get the Prothean team off world easily, I care more about the non-combatants," Jane said as the tram headed back. Hopefully, it would come back with only friendlies.
"It seems we were correct about Dr. Coré," Liara said and Jane nodded as she pulled her sniper rifle and patted the pouches she had for extra ammo. All were full, Jane only used the ammo by the firing range during practice, nothing from her armor.
"I'll gloat about it later," Jane said and Liara nodded.
"Were you able to warn the Okinawa?" the asari asked and Jane nodded this time.
"He cut out right after, I'm hoping he has better luck reaching someone outside the atmosphere," Jane said and Liara sighed.
~*TF*~
“Where the hell are, we going? Where's Anderson?” Vega snapped as John stormed to the weapon’s locker. Kaidan was there with Ashley, suiting up. John glowered at the biotic who refused to even look at him. John yanked open his locker and was relieved his armor and weapons were inside. “Hey!”
John ignored Vega, fuming to himself as he dressed, those tags Anderson had given thrown into the locker without a care. He would deal with that later.
“We’re leaving, Anderson wants us to get help.” John noted tersely.
“Leaving?” Vega said in disbelief.
“What’s going on?” Alenko asked and Ashley sighed.
“Anderson stayed behind to lead the fight and ordered us to get help.” She explained.
“Bull shit, he wouldn’t order us to leave,” Vega snapped.
“We don’t have a choice, without help this war is already over,” John snapped as he strapped on his armor.
“Forget it drop me off someplace-” Vega began but John had enough.
“Enough!” John shouted whirling to face the man. “Don’t you think I’d rather stay and fight! We are going to the Citadel! If you want out you can catch a ride from there!” James scoffed but moved away. Ashley approached John’s side with a canteen and some bandages.
“At least let me clean and wrap that before you put on your armor, Shepard,” she said and John blinked realizing he had forgotten about his arm.
“Thanks,” He muttered as Ashley started to clean it.
“Shepard!” Joker called over the coms.
“Joker, you doing okay?” John asked.
“Alive and kicking! Got an emergency message from Admiral Hackett!”
“Patch it through,” John said, as Ashley bandaged his arm.
“Shepard….force was ov…whelming…sustained heavy losses….no way we can beat them conventionally.” Hackett said, the comm signal staticing in and out.
“Admiral Anderson has already ordered me to the Citadel to talk to the council.”
“First I need you to…Alliance outpost on Mars…..lose control of the system…. We’ve been working with Pro….Jane Shepard and Liara T’Soni researching the Prothean Archives……may have found a way to stop the Reapers…..contact soon. Hackett out.” The transmission cutout and John sighed as Ashley finished bandaging his arm.
“Joker, set a course for the Mars archives.”
~*TF*~
After two trams of the crew made it safely, the last was not so lucky, several were wounded and the doors to the Archive were 'sealed'. In reality there was an exit on the roof, the wounded were triaged to the front of the line to seek medical help on the Okinawa, but it took a lot of time for a shuttle to get up to the Okinawa and back down, so far only two trips had been completed. And Cerberus was at the other side of the tram.
"Should we try to flank them?" Liara asked and Jane shook her head.
"I won't risk a good choke point for it," Jane said before she noticed Liara's eyes on the vent system. "If you are crazy enough to do that, it's your neck, but for the record I think it is a stupid idea."
"I want to get any evidence I can on them," Liara stated and Jane sighed as she watched Liara pull the vent open with her biotics. Jane gave the Asari a foot up and Liara was in the vent.
"Be careful, my brother will never forgive me if you die," Jane growled. The alarm of an approaching tram went off.
"I'll be safer than you," Liara stated and Jane rolled her eyes.
"I doubt that," Jane sighed before she turned to the tram with her sniper. The group all put on their masks and opened the airlock for the tram. Jane looked through her Widow's scope. There was something satisfying as all hell watching the Cerberus agent's head vanish in a spray of blood and bone. The first tram of Cerberus soldiers was easily dispatched. They never stood a chance.
~*TF*~
“I’ve been trying to reach Mars on a secure channel no one’s answering,” Joker informed the team as James piloted the shuttle towards the planet surface.
“Any sign of Reaper activity?” John inquired.
“Negative.”
“EDI, give me an overview.” John asked
“The base appears to be online. It is possible the inhabitants were evacuated,” EDI replied and John grunted.
“We’ll know soon enough. Joker be ready…just in case,” John ordered as he made his way to the back of the shuttle where Ashley and Kaiden both waited.
“Roger that. Normandy out.” Joker replied and the comms went silent.
“We’re almost there,” James replied and the shuttle slowed as it came in for a landing on the outside landing area. As the shuttle finished touching down James stood up, preparing to arm up as well.
“Still no contact from the base but we have a massive storm coming,” Vega informed him.
“How long till it hits?” John inquired, watching the man head for the weapons rack.
“Half hour tops. After that we’re gonna have difficulty keep up comms with the Normandy,” James noted.
“You stay with the shuttle then. Act as our relay with the Normandy and extraction when we need it,” John ordered him and Vega frowned.
“What?” James snapped.
“If things go sideways it will help, plus, you’ll have a good eye on the other exits. I don’t like this and something in my gut tells me someone else is here and they’re not Reapers. I don’t want to leave anything to chance. Plus, out of the four of us, you’re the only one who can pilot the shuttle,” John stated. James stared at him before growling under his breath.
“I get it. I don’t like it but I get it,” James acknowledged and John clapped him on the shoulder.
“Good man. Let’s move, guys,” John said, opening the door. He headed out, stepping onto the harsh Mars soil for the first time in years. As Ash and Kaidan followed him out he felt an eerie sense of déjà vu. It had been a long time since it was just the three of them. John led them out, noting Ash commenting on the storm size and Kaidan talking about it as well. As they made their down John noticed Alliance security, dead.
“I don’t like this,” John growled as they stopped to examine the bodies. “These are bullet holes, execution style. Husks wouldn’t do this.”
“John, tracks, this way towards the main cargo terminal,” Ash noted. John stood up, moving away from the soldier’s body.
“Lead the way Ash,” John said and they hurried down the path. As they got closer gun shots rang out in the Martian air. They rounded the corner and John stopped short. A group of soldiers in white, yellow, and black armor were standing around some Alliance personnel. They had a ground transport with a symbol John knew too well.
Cerberus.
“Stop them,” John barked a moment too late realizing what they were doing. The lead Cerberus soldier pointed his gun at the Alliance officer, putting a bullet through his brain. John snarled in outrage and opened fire, gunning the entire team down. After they were down, he ran to check the man in vain. Even if he had survived the gunshot the helmet was blown open. The Martian atmosphere would have finished the job.
“Cerberus, what were they doing here on Mars?” Kaidan asked and John scowled.
“A good question,” He muttered as they made their way to airlock for the transports.
“You don’t know?” Kaidan countered and John glared at him.
“I’m not with them anymore if that’s what you’re asking,” John snarled at him.
“It wasn’t but you have to admit it is a bit convenient,” Alenko said and John glared at him.
“I’ve got the door cycling, Shepard,” Ashley said, trying to stop the conversation from getting worse. She knew why John loathed Kaidan but she didn’t understand why Alenko was needling him like this.
“Shepard, I need a straight answer. Do you know anything why Cerberus is here?” Alenko demanded and John scowled at him as the airlock cycled. After it was done John removed his helmet and pinned a steely gaze on the other man.
“I joined forces with them because I had to stop the Collectors. My sister was there every step of the way. I’m sure you read her report, I have no affiliation with them. I don’t need to explain myself to you of all people, Alenko,” John snarled. Before the biotic could respond the garage began to echo with the sounds of banging metal and shouting. John looked up and saw one of the air vents bang open as Liara came scurrying out. Two Cerberus soldiers came out after her but Liara wavered hand and materialize a singularity. The men chasing her exclaimed in outrage before Liara took careful aim and shot both men.
“She’s gotten better,” Ashley noted as they approached. Liara turned around and smiled.
“John, thank the Goddess you’re alive,” she said. John smiled and came close to embrace her.
“You too, Liara,” he murmured. He pulled away and looked her over. “You look okay. Where are Jane and the others?”
“They should be on the other side of the tram with the Prothean scientists.”
“Protheans? Did you say Protheans?” Ashley exclaimed and Liara nodded and John stared at her in shock.
“It’s a long story but Jane was able to rescue some from stasis. I also passed by some survivors who got Jane’s warning in time before Dr. Coré vented the atmosphere. They were fighting back and heading for the shuttle pads for evac.”
“The Normandy is in orbit and we have our own shuttle there as well. Can you show us the way?” John asked and Liara nodded firmly. “Good, you can catch me up on what’s been happening along the way.”
~*TF*~
"We are the last of the people in this part of the building," Anik said and Jane looked at him.
"You should have gone with Jaimini," Jane scolded and he shook his head.
"I rather harm those that betrayed us here, your varren will watch over Jaimini," he stated and Jane watched as the tram crossed over. Dr. Coré had a line of Cerberus agents with shields blocking the front of this one. They were smarter than the last batch, Jane had taken out most of them with her Widow long before the Protheans could try to pull their shields away. This group was rocking randomly making it hard to get a kill shot. The other tram started to move towards them. Not good.
The first tram docked and the Cerberus agents threw several grenades and smoke bombs. It was chaos and Jane switched from her sniper to her assault as the Cerberus troops began to mob. Jane was behind some crates with Javik and the two nodded at each other before firing. The Protheans were extremely efficient, but the second tram arrived and Jane felt rage as Eva Coré approached. In a full sprint, Jane rushed the woman who seemed unsurprised. Jane tackled her and there was something wrong with how they hit. Eva shook Jane off extremely quickly and Jane was shocked. The doctor did not look that fit. Jane used a pull to drag the doctor away from the door. Eva was going to answer Jane's questions, but to do that, Jane needed her alive. Hand to hand should have been easier but the Cerberus plant was extremely talented in the field. Jane was working harder in a hand-to-hand fight than she had ever done before.
~*TF*~
“Look!” Ashley said, pointing in the distance. John noticed it right away too as they were riding across the tram. Jane was exchanging blows with some woman who was dressed similarly to what Miranda always wore. She moved with unnatural grace and speed, dodging, and weaving as Jane tried to hit her, the strange aliens with Jane tried to pin the Cerberus woman down with gun fire, a few even using biotics. As the tram came to a stop, Jane caught the woman in a biotic throw, sending her crashing into a wall.
After throwing Eva into a wall, Jane noticed the panel was dented, that wasn't right for someone not in armor.
"What the fuck are you, bitch?" Jane demanded before Eva's head tilted and Jane had a second to block, letting Eva's strike throw her, to Jane it felt like a being hit by a rushing Krogan. It didn't make sense and then Jane hit the wall and her head bounced. Her bell was rung hard and she knew it. She struggled to get to her knees. Jane shook her head, her eyes moving up in time to see Eva rush into the Archive. Fortunately, there were neither civilians nor combatants in there.
"You look like shit," John said as he hurried and Jane stared at him in shock.
"John?" she asked and he gave her a look. Jane shook her head. John looked at the wall next to Jane. There were two suspicious dents, likely a shoulder and a helmet. Jane had been hit hard.
"Do you need help?" John asked and Jane pointed at the open door.
"We need to stop her!" Jane cried and Liara's eyes widened.
"Eva?" Liara asked and Jane nodded. "We need to go!" John looked at Jane as she blinked. His sister was clearing her head, she should be fine. Should be. He would talk to her after this. She needed to explain who these aliens were.
~*TF*~
“Ash,” John said, nodding his head to the perimeter. Ashley nodded and moved off to circle around and try to make sure this woman didn’t get out. John eyed the large Prothean archives, impressed. He’d never been allowed in here.
“You have to catch me up later,” John said quietly to Jane as they approached the archive.
“You’re not going to believe some of the things we’ve found out,” Jane said as they approached Liara who was working away on a nearby console, one of the aliens John didn't recognize was standing beside Liara in a protective manner.
“I probably won’t. It looks like they hit you guys hard,” John noted. Jane sighed.
“They sent everyone they had at us. I don’t think they expected us to put up such a fight.” She said, a hint of smugness in her voice. John was about to say something when a hologram lit up not too far from them. The image of a very hated man appeared before them.
“Shepards,” The Illusive Man greeted them.
“Illusive Man?” Liara exclaimed in surprise.
“Fascinating race, the Protheans.” The Illusive Man said, ignoring the Asari. “They left all of this for us to discover, but we've squandered it. The Alliance has known about the Archives for more than thirty years, and what have they done with it?”
“The Shepards have done well with what we left behind.” Anik informed him. “We have seen people like you. Your arrogance will lead you to disaster.”
“What?” John exclaimed, looking at Jane as he put two and two together. Jane patted him on the arm.
“I’ll explain later.”
“Ah and your Prometheus Unchained lies. Fake Protheans to convince the Council. Still even with this you still haven’t found the data in these artifacts that holds key to solving the Reaper threat. If you had listened to me we would already have the solution.” The Illusive Man said, unimpressed.
“I've seen your solution, your people are turned into monster.” John countered. “Your own soldiers are partially husked!” Jane jerked in shock and horror. Those soldiers had been turned into husks?!
“Hardly. They're being improved.” The Illusive Man countered.
“Improved?” John scoffed.
“That's what separates us, John: where you see a means to destroy, I see a way to control-to dominate and harness the Reapers' power. Imagine how strong humanity would be if we controlled them.” The Illusive Man said.
“Earth is under siege, and you're hatching a scheme to control the Reapers?” Jane demanded.
“You Shepards have always been shortsighted. Hasty. Your destruction of the Collector base proved that.”
“That base was an abomination. Hundreds of thousands of humans were murdered there.” John snapped.
“This isn't your fight any longer, Shepards. You can't defeat the Reapers, even with the Prothean data.”
“Then work with us!” John snapped and Jane realized John was being John again, trying to save everyone he could. “Give us control of your resources and we’ll stop them. I’m sure we can find a way to save your men from what has already been done to them.”
“You'd do better than most, but the odds aren't in your favor. More importantly, I don't want the Reapers destroyed. We can dominate them, use their power, harness their very essence to bring humanity to the apex of evolution.” The Illusive Man said, finally admitting to what they had already suspected.
“You're insane! The Reapers will kill us all if we don't stop fighting each other!” Jane snapped.
“I don't expect you to understand, Jane. And I'm certainly not looking for your approval. You and your brother were a tools, with a singular purpose. And despite our differences, you were relatively successful. But like the rest of the relics in this place, your time is over.” The Illusive Man said, the hologram beginning to fade out.
“Jane!” Liara cried.
“What?” Jane asked, noting a tone in Liara’s voice.
“The data. It's not here. It's being erased!”
“Goodbye, Shepards.” Illusive Man’s voice echoed in the room.
“Damn it. How's he doing it?” John demanded, hurrying over.
“It's local. Someone's uploading the information.” Anik said, his lips quirking slightly. “You were smart to...” He stopped speaking at the look both Liara and Jane gave him. The quirked lips became a smile. "My mistake."
“Hey! Step away from the console. Now!” Ashley snapped. They heard a loud crash and saw Eva breaking for the emergency exit. “She's got the data!”
~*TF*~
John watched as Eva rushed out of the room but then Jane was on her, rushing behind the woman faster than a woman who had taken such a hard hit probably should move. Eva threw Incinerates behind her blindly and Jane used her biotics to shield herself. The agent was so damn fast, it was strange and Jane ran hard, her breathing tightly controlled. Jane waited for the perfect time to tackle. Up and down ladders and across the roof. It was infuriating...until the shuttle seemed to come out of nowhere to pick her up.
"No!" Jane roared.
"Damn it! James? Normandy? Anybody?" John's voice was close behind Jane as she felt her fury rising, biotics flickering over her armor as the shuttled moved to escape. Then like a beautiful tank falling from the sky an Alliance Kodiak slammed into the Cerberus one and Jane quickly pulled one of her strongest biotic shields as she ducked low. The Cerberus vessel grazed it, but Jane was fine as she looked at it burst into flames. Her rage dropped. Eva wasn't going to be walking out of that.
"Well...shit..." Jane sighed as she stood up. She looked to see her brother. "You alright?" He nodded.
"Glad you're okay," he said. Jane looked at Liara as John moved to help her up and then at the other two. Ash was a welcome sight but her heart was thrust into her throat as she saw him. Kaidan.
"You guys made it at a great time," Jane said with a sigh of relief. "We needed evac." She looked to see the Protheans coming up, some clearly wounded in the fight with Cerberus. The Alliance shuttle landed and James came out.
"Normandy's en route. They'll be here soon. Okinawa is staying in orbit to keep watch," James explained and Jane nodded.
"They're probably packed to the gills, we tried to evacuate as many as possible to her while we were keeping Cerberus at bay," Jane explained as she moved to look at the Cerberus shuttle. The fire burned and then came a less than comforting pounding. The shuttle door flung off to reveal a synthetic...a synthetic in the shape of Eva Coré. Jane's eyes widened as the synthetic ran for her, she was suddenly on the ground again as Kaidan's helmet was caught in the construct's grasp. Jane's heart stopped, he had thrown her out of the way.
"Kaidan!" she cried.
"Let him go!" John ordered.
"Orders?" the construct requested and then turned, moving to slam Kaidan into the side of the burning Kodiak wreck. Jane screamed as she struggled to her feet. The construct dropped Kaidan's limp body and ran. Not at Jane, but at John. John fired and the construct fell. Jane ran for Kaidan.
"Grab that thing. Bring it with us," John ordered as Jane reached Kaidan. He was alive, but she could see his eyes shut and hear his labored breathing. Jane pulled Kaidan over her shoulders in a fireman carry, she hated to move him in such a way but there was no time as the Normandy descended from the sky. Jane quickly headed for the elevator, not sparing Mars a second look as she rushed into the elevator, the elevator was packed with John and Liara mentioned contacting Hackett and heading to the Citadel, and as soon as the doors opened on the third floor, Jane rushed to the medical bay. Jane gently placed Kaidan down as James dumped the remains of the Cerberus construct on the bed across from him.
"Captain?" Green's voice came over her comms as she began removing Kaidan's helmet. Her face paled in horror to see the blood dribbling from his nose.
"We will escort the Normandy to the Citadel. The remaining Protheans are onboard here. Complete a head count so we know how many we actually lost," Jane ordered as she began to remove Kaidan's armor and administer first aid. She was limited in what she could do. As soon as he was stabilized Jane moved Chakwas' seat next to his bed. She pictured his face smiling at her. Their early flirting. The feeling of his hands on her body. His lips. His beautiful eyes. She stroked his bruised face as she prayed they made it to the Citadel in time. She did not know if she could bear to see the first man, she had ever cardinally known die in an attempt to save her life.
"Why Kaidan?" she whispered as she held his hand, a tear rolling down her cheek.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"You knew after the Battle of the Citadel what the Shepards' team brought you from Ilos. You knew that the Keepers were augmented by our scientists making them non-responsive to Sovereign's signal. Even with this knowledge, even with the attack of Sovereign itself, you did not want to see the truth," Jaimini scolded the Council.
"If only someone had been telling you about this for almost three years at this point, maybe we could have been better prepared!" Jane said loudly. The Councilors looked at her and she gave them a pointed look.
"Shepard is correct, you are very stupid leaders to ignore such evidence," Javik commented.
OMAKE 2
"Hmmmm," Belle sighs as she sits behind her desk staring at her bulletin board holding various notes, some red string connecting certain points. Toby walks by and then looked into her office.
"Um...what's with the Charlie Day conspiracy board?" he asked and Belle looks over her shoulder.
"I'm trying to decide how to work Jane's romance since you have cemented the Shiara romance line for John. Our fans will expect something spicier from me," Belle explained. Toby blinked and grinned.
"You know how I vote," he stated and Belle rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, yeah, I know about your Bromance with Garrus, he's the best companion, but is he the best ending lover for Jane," Belle commented as Toby looked at the board.
"Wait...you have their incomes on here?" Toby asked.
"Well yeah, Jane deserves a nice retirement and that won't happen if she has to sugar momma for some lazy man-boy who thinks giving good sex is the only way to succeed," Belle lectured and Toby stared at her. He clearly had no problems giving good sex to a Sugar Momma. Too bad no one had taken him up on that, yet.
"So why do you have pictures of their bodies on here?" he asked.
"I'm sorry you don't understand the importance here. Kaidan's ass is phenomenal. Like, I don't even like asses, but his ass makes me go DAMN!" Belle lectures. "And don't get me started on Vega's topless chest. Jane deserves the best and I damn well plan to give her that." Toby inched away before staring at the last picture.
"Wait...what the hell is that...how did you even get a picture of that?!" Toby cried in disgust as he realized what he was looking at.
"I mean...who knew that Turians had prehensile penises?" Belle shrugged only to notice Toby was gone. "Meh, he wasn't helping anyway."
OMAKE 3
“Uh sir?” Random guard number 5 spoke to Tobias from his office door. Toby looked up from his notes for the chapter.
“What is it?” he asked and the guard handed him a clipboard with a list of names. As Tobias looked it over, he recognized most of the names.
“Ms. Belle gave these people access as new staff to help keep the shipping war from affecting the studio and harassing the cast. However, some of them have…odd titles to put it mildly,” guard 5 said. Tobias noted the issue as he saw Iron Bull’s title was ‘Motivator & Beefcake’.
“Yeah, I’ll talk to her about it,” Tobias said as he got up, the clipboard in hand. When they had been planning this story and the studio was being built Belle had insisted their offices be on opposite sides of the studio so they could work in peace without disturbing the other. Tobias had to admit it worked most of the time. He did raise an eyebrow as he walked, continuing to read the list. He didn’t know Cullen had been hired and was listed as ‘Templar to Tempt’. As he was nearing Belle’s office, he was so engrossed in what he was reading he didn’t notice Iron Bull was speaking to his co-author.
“Draw me like one of your Mass Effect boys, Little Lady,” Iron Bull drawled. Toby placed his hand on Belle’s door and pushed it open as it was not locked.
“Belle what are you plans with all these Dragon Age cast members you hired for security,” Tobias questioned as he looked up and instantly reeled in horror at the sight before him. Iron Bull was stretched out on the couch in Belle’s office, bare ass naked and showing off an appendage that Toby had to admit made him feel inadequate. “Jesus Christ no!” Tobias cried, holding the clipboard up to shield him from the sight, the last thing he was saw was Belle’s amused look as she stood behind an easel and canvas, paints in hand.
“Come to join in?” Iron Bull drawled.
“Oh, good you’re both here we wanted to ask about the Citadel and oh my,” Jane said as she walked in behind Tobias with John following. The male Spectre made a disgusted sound in the back of his throat.
“This is oddly familiar,” Iron Bull commented and Belle snickered.
“Hey Lola, is boss lady in there she said she had plans to add me to some sort of art collection,” James’ voice came from the hall.
“I wouldn’t come in here if I were you Vega,” John called back. “Unless you feel like getting naked.”
“…I’ll come back tomorrow.”
“Is there a reason you’re taking up my private time Toby?” Belle inquired and Toby shook his head.
“No, now I know why you gave some of the new hires the titles you did.” Toby commented. “Just make sure you pay for this pastime with your own money and not the budget.” He glanced into the room and winced as he saw a new collection of art on the walls with certain male cast members dressed like the Iron Bull was now. “Though now I know why no one wants to go to your office anymore.”
OMAKE 4
The wind blew snow into Toby’s new, thick beard. He stood atop the wall as he looked over the current fight between shippers, as the Shenkos, Shegas and Shekarians were exchanging blows in the field in response to 29’s cliffy ending.
“This reminds me of the Bumble Bee and Black Sun wars. Blood baths all,” Toby said. He pulled his black cloak tighter around himself as a viscous cold wind flared over the wall. He conveniently ignored the Iron Bull and Wrex who were holding large industrial fans below and angled up to him as Tali and Morrigan threw fake snow on them. “Losses of life all around and for nothing we can control. Yet time and again we face the anger and rage as passion blooms into hate. Why must we turn upon each other and not come together in the glory that is Mass Effect?”
“Boss, why is this wall made of ice?” Random guard number something asked. Tobias ignored him as he stood atop his wall that was twenty feet tall, six feet wide and just long enough to run the stretch of the TF studio property.
“In the days to come we shall look upon this moment to realize this is when it happened. When friend turned against friend and alliances were broken. For this is truly, the Game of Shipping.” Tobias mused, trying to give off an air of regal, thoughtful, and prose.
“Really Toby?” Belle demanded from the studio doors as she watched in exasperation. “You’re not blowing this out of proportion just a little? And why do you look like Jeor Mormont?!”
“…” was Tobias’s response.
“Ma’am, there’s a scary, blonde woman here demanding you have an audience with her regarding claims to the throne?” Another random guard said to Belle.
“Ah Christ.” Belle muttered as she stormed inside. “At least I can add Tormund to my picture collection.”
OMAKE 5
“Where is Toby?” Belle asked as she looked over the cast on stage. They were filming one of the time gaps between involving Jane and she was irritated that Toby wasn’t on set to look over.
“He’s showing John something to help in his isolation,” Jane replied as she reviewed her script. “Something called a Nuzlocke?”
“Nooooooo!” Belle screamed in shock, startling everyone. “I know Toby likes to beat his head against the wall but I won’t let him corrupt the others!” Everyone watched as Belle bolted for the door, heading for the stage where John’s quarters were. She burst through the doors and realized, as she saw Toby sitting on a couch with John and Garrus, that she was too late.
“So, when one of them faints its considered dead,” Tobias was explaining as Belle fell to her knees to begin weeping. “If you lose all of your Pokémon then you die as well.”
“Oh, wow that’s kind a dark,” Garrus commented, reaching for a bowl of flaxen.
“I can see how that can make it more challenging. Your starter is chosen by your ID number, limited to the creatures you first see in an area, you can’t choose which ones to take.” John commented reach for the controller.
“Well, there are ways around that,” Toby grinned knowingly. “If you already caught something you don’t have to catch it again. So, if you know you want something that shows up in only one spot, you catch the other stuff in other spots they show up.”
“So, what do we call this starter Pokémon we got?” Garrus asked.
“Reaper sounds like a good name.”
“Why has thou forsaken me?” Belle wailed.
OMAKE 6
Belle and Toby watched the new Mass Effect trailer intently with the entire cast. As they watched the person brush off the snow from the N7 piece their face was revealed.
“She looks, great doesn’t she?” Toby noted and Belle nodded.
“It's nice that Tali’s face is revealed,” Belle commented and Toby stared at her in disbelief.
“That’s not Tali, that’s Liara!” he said and Belle huffed.
“She was purple!”
“That was just the lighting! That was Liara! I know the markings on her face intimately!”
“He knows your face? Intimately?” John demanded as he turned to Liara.
“You forget that his waifu is Elizabeth Comstock,” Liara explained, despite her thick blush. “He’s met lots of different versions of me in the multiverses. I’m your Liara. He won’t get that close.”
“So, I guess they’re killing Andromeda series then?” Garrus said and Jane huffed.
“When you need someone to save the Mass Effect universe who else but the Shepards?” Jane explained.
Belle's Note: I totally thought it was Tali because she looked so purple on my screen. Toby was NOT pleased that I did not recognize Liara. *eye roll*
Toby’s Note: Yeah, I wasn’t pleased. Next time the Shiara fans show up I’ll point them your way.
BN2: Don't look at me, my only Male Shepard was designed for Tali and only flirted with Ash in ME because I knew he was going to my quarian bestie. Got give my home girl the man she deserves. Anyone else here wingman/woman for their Bioware besties? I literally made Wardens for Lelianna and Morrigan, a Shepard for Tali, a Hawke for Merrill, a Ryder for Vetra, and Inquisitors for Cassandra and Josephine.
Notes:
Belle AN: The action begins and clearly not enough has changed to spare Earth a disastrous war, but there is hope. Oh and Sharkarian fans...you might want to look away, there is going to be some Shenko on the horizon. Unlike Bioware, I know how to write a good love triangle. *watched Vega doing pull ups and smiles like the Grinch* Don't worry Shega fans...I got plans for that beefcake too.
Toby AN: And so the shipping wars begin.
Chapter 31: People Always Leave, But Sometimes They Come Back
Summary:
The Shepards race to the Citadel to meet with the Council and get Kaidan treatment. The Council decides to create a War Advisory Board and the first member the Shepards need to collect is Primarch Fedorian. With the Prothean tactics aiding the Council races how will events now unfold?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: Confession time, I had MASSIVE expectations for romances in ME3 after playing DAII. I tell Toby this all the time, but the banter between the party members Hawke romanced was wonderful. I ended up with Anders the first time because I thought I screwed it up with Fenris...only to learn later that if you remain true to Fenris he comes back...ugh the regret! And the banter between the two was heart wrenching, especially since my bitter ass spent the remainder of the game cursing my sexy elf for breaking my Hawke's heart. So, I was so stoked when new romances were announced in ME3 with some characters becoming bisexual. I did not realize that the "new" romances would be exclusively same sex only. I think I speak for all the gamers who were looking for het-fem Shep romances, we were not happy with what they did in ME3. Not only does Thane get murdered in front of you, but Jacob straight out finds a new lady and suddenly wants to settle down...the jerk. That means the only het romances for fem Shep ARE Kaidan and Garrus. They are well done, but I was drooling over Vega from the moment he says, "I probably shouldn't salute you either." I started to get curious about Cortez...up until he mentioned his husband and I realized "Oh...he's a new romance for MALE Shepard." I was also disappointed after DAII to find the love triangles were non-existent. Like I said, the Anders-Fenris love triangle made me regret my choices all the way through the game and I am told you can get banter between the group if you make moves on everyone...I have never tried it...I'm more monogamous in my play style. Still, in ME3 either Garrus or Kaidan just gives up on Fem Shep like...damn. While I joke about the shipping war, my real mission is to write the love triangle that SHOULD have existed in ME3, as best I can with the world we have created. So, my dear Shenko and my dear Sharkarian fans, I hope this will get you both into a rabid froth of shipping excitement. I am the puppet master of this romance and I still have not decided who will win because in truth, I love both characters and their romance arcs equally. Kaidan, while hated by so many, won me over in the first game very early on, I found him very sweet and lovable. Garrus' romance is my favorite for ME2 hands down. Thane and his siha lines are nice, but the love scene with an uncertain Garrus looking for something to go right...well, I loved Garrus since game one. I want to do them justice because I will never forgive the moron who did not think a love triangle was going to be worth their time. I hope I write one that flows easily and believably and it starts here.
Toby's Note: *goes to get the tranquilizer guns and warn those on the wall* This is gonna get bloody…
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 30: People Always Leave, But Sometimes They Come Back
Earth Date: October 14th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy SR-2, In Transit
As John approached the new comm room he could hear Hackett trying to get his attention. The new hologram generator was sharp and clear but his speech was broken with static.
“EDI, can you clear this up?” John asked as he approached.
“I'll do my best.” The AI replied and within seconds the connection was perfect.
“John did you get to the Archives?” Hackett inquired and John sighed.
“I was there. So was the Illusive Man. He seemed to anticipate it as well with Jane and Liara being at the station,” John noted and Hackett frowned, rubbing his chin thoughtfully.
“I was worried Cerberus might try something. Was the data secured?” Hackett asked.
“Most of it. He downloaded some before we could stop him. EDI and Liara are analyzing what we recovered.” John noted.
“Actually, Admiral, we kept them from getting the data,” Liara chimed in as she entered the room. “Jane and I had a plan in place to protect the data. Cerberus took the bait and got mostly useless information with only references and minor Crucible data. There are complete copies of the Archive with the Prothean scientists.”
“Excellent. What’s your next step, Shepard?” Hackett inquired.
“Alenko was critically injured. We're taking him to the Citadel.” John noted and Hackett nodded thoughtfully.
“Sorry to hear that, Shepard. But we both know this is just the beginning. Talk to the Council. Bring them up to speed with the situation on Earth. I’m starting to pull back and take stock of our losses. With luck, they'll give you all the support we need to mobilize an offensive.”
“And if they don't?” John stated and Hackett scowled.
“Do whatever it takes to get them on board. I'll be in touch soon. Hackett out.” The transmission cut out and John sighed. He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose, fighting off the headache that he had been fighting back.
“John, EDI is extracting data from the Cerberus machine. We'll have details to present to the Council by the time we reach the Citadel.” Liara said softly. John nodded and lifted his head, opening his eyes to look at her. Liara looked exhausted as well.
“And Alenko?” John inquired.
“Your sister is doing what she can for him, but we need to get him to a medical facility soon there’s only so much the emergency medical VI can guide her through.” Liara noted. John nodded and headed into the main comm room. He looked at the overall display he was sure would be filled with stats and horrors of a war. “The Admiral's right. It's going to get worse, isn't it?”
“Unless we stop the Reapers. Yeah.” John grumbled.
“We've been studying this data. This weapon could be the answer...if we can build it. I get the sense you don't quite believe it though.” Liara explained and John let out a bitter laugh.
“You didn't see what they did to Earth. How is one weapon supposed to stop them?” John noted. “I trust you and Jane but it just seems so fanciful. And if the Protheans had the designs for it why did they lose?”
“What are our options? You know we can't win this conventionally.” Liara said and John kept quiet knowing she was right. Still, he preferred to be on the ground, facing the enemy. He could give it his all but that wouldn’t work against Reapers. “John? Isn't it worth trying at least?”
“It is and I’ll fight to the bitter end. I'm going to check with Joker. See how far out we are. Would you make sure we're ready to present our findings to the Council?” John asked as he got moving.
“I'm sure the Council will see the need to help.” Liara said.
“It will be a hell of a short war if they don't.”
~*TF*~
"Administer mannitol dose," the emergency medical VI instructed Jane and she quickly went to the synthesizer to collect the dose the VI prepared. She administered the drug and the emergency medical VI scanned Kaidan. "Recommend removal of armor for additional scans." Jane quickly began to remove Kaidan's armor. Piece by piece she removed his gauntlets, then the chest piece. The VI enabled the medical stabilizers to keep Kaidan's head and neck supported as Jane removed the back of the armor from underneath him. As she worked on his boots the VI began to scan his chest and arms. It was difficult to remove the bottoms of the armor, leaving Kaidan in his boxer briefs and undershirt. Jane collected the armor, placing it in an emergency footlocker. The VI had a new list of injections and procedures. Kaidan had multiple fractures including his spine, fortunately, his spinal cord was fine. Jane administered the injections, moved Kaidan's body more appropriately, and then sat down.
"You care for this human greatly," Javik stated from the door and Jane was on her feet in surprise. The Prothean looked at Jane. "Remorse, affections, desire, sorrow. Was he your former mate?" Jane blushed at that.
"Yes..." Jane confessed and Javik stared at her.
"Were you spouses?" he asked and Jane looked away.
"...we...didn't get close to spouse," Jane said.
"But there was courtship," Javik nodded. "I can see why you chose to come onto this ship instead of the Okinawa."
"The Normandy has a much better med-bay than the Okinawa," Jane confessed and Javik nodded.
"Do not be too blinded by your affections for your former mate, you have important work to do," he chided and Jane nodded.
"I know," she said and he nodded.
"I will remain outside the door," he reported and Jane sat down beside Kaidan. His olive skin pallid, hideous purple colored around his eyes. Jane took a medical wipe and began to clean away the blood from his nostrils and lips. A memory came without request as she cleaned his face.
They were on the Citadel after they had recovered from their wounds during the Battle of the Citadel. They had both been cleared by medical and the first chance they got; they had rented the hotel room. After a few frantic couplings they took a breather. Kaidan lay naked on the bed, reclined on the pillows, she rested half on his chest, equally naked, her arm curled between them to cushion his chest from her chin on her hand. The other hand stroked his face as he looked at her. They lay in the post-coital silence just staring deeply into each other's eyes. Her fingers stroked over his eyebrow, dropping back over his temple to his sideburn and down to his five-o-clock shadow. He caught her hand then, pulling it up to kiss each fingertip while staring deeply into her eyes with his hungry gaze. The warm brown of his eyes pulling, making her heart race like he was doing something far more erotic than kissing her fingertips.
Jane looked at the purple around Kaidan's eyes and felt the tears. She still loved him. She might always love Kaidan. She had always heard you would always remember your first...how could she ever forget Kaidan. She took his hand and brought it up to her face, pressing her cheek to the back of his hand, feeling the weak flutter of his pulse.
"It should have been me," she whispered as her eyes moved to the vitals displayed above Kaidan. It did not look great. "I should have responded to your letter. I left it unanswered before the Collector Base because...I was too selfish to say goodbye...just in case..." She pressed her face into his hand again. She barely heard the sound of the door opening and closing as John came into the med bay. He looked at the scene before him and sighed.
"How is he?" John asked quietly and Jane remained staring at Kaidan.
"Stable...for now..." Jane choked on a sob.
"Jane, it wasn't your fault," John said, trying to comfort his sister. Jane let out a sound like a half sob and half laugh.
"We all saw her come at me. We all know who she wanted to kill," Jane hissed, the tears flowing. "He pushed me out of the way." John came up and placed a comforting hand on Jane’s shoulder.
"I'm damn glad he did and maybe...maybe it was his way to repay you for Eden Prime," John said and Jane reached out as if to stroke Kaidan's cheek, her hand hesitated as if afraid to hurt him, instead she held his limp hand in one hand and wrapped the other around his wrist, hugging the arm to her chest.
"It's not like Eden Prime, it's not like Eden Prime at all," Jane whispered as she looked at John with eyes that screamed of deep heartbroken pain. "We were strangers. I was a Commander protecting a soldier. I didn't love him then...I just saw a soldier in need, I had lost so many that day...I didn't want to lose another. But this..." Jane's head dropped. "John...I don't think I can lose him like this..." John was quiet and felt his heart ache. He would do anything for the people he cared for, he’d die for them if he had to but this kind of hurt made him feel powerless because there was nothing he could do. What made it worse was the flicker of irritation he felt at Jane. A stupid, primal part of him wanted to snarl at her to just forget Kaidan and stay with Garrus but he knew better. Jane had cared for Kaidan and seeing her so hurt he realized she still did. God this was so complicated so he decided to do the only thing he could.
"I'm here if you need me," John said softly as he squeezed her shoulder.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 15th, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
Jane felt weight leave her shoulders as soon as Kaidan passed through the hatch onto the Citadel with the medical team.
"Barely got a pulse here," one of the medics cried and Jane's heart ached.
"Move 'em out," a Turian medic cried with Jane behind him.
"Where are you taking him?" Jane asked.
"Huerta Memorial. Best care on the Citadel," he replied back and Jane watched as Kaidan was taken away.
"We're not going with?" Ash asked and Jane shook her head.
"What can we do?" she asked. "Kaidan has to fight his part without m-us." Ash placed a hand on Jane's shoulder giving it a squeeze.
"We need to see the Council," Liara reminded the younger marine.
"Right," James said and John watched his twin take a calming breath. "Looks like they might be coming to see you." Bailey approached and John turned to give the man full attention.
"Captain Shepard, Spectre Shepard. Got word you were arriving," Bailey said as he and John shook hands. Jane offered a salute that was quickly returned.
"Captain Bailey. Good to see you again," John said to the C-Sec officer.
"You too, though it's "commander" now," Bailey corrected in a less than enthused tone.
"Congratulations?" John offered.
"Thanks. Now half my job is dealing with political bullshit and escorting dignitaries around. No offense," Bailey said and John chuckled.
"None taken. So, you're here to bring us to the Council?" he asked.
"I'm here to tell you the Council is expecting you, but they are dealing with their own...problems. With the war and everything. They apologize for the inconvenience, and blah, blah, blah...Meet them here, at Udina's office. They'll be ready soon enough," Bailey sighed as he sent the Shepard's the coordinates and time of the meeting.
"Alright," Jane sighed.
"You might have time to go by the medical center, if you want to check on progress over there," Bailey said, looking at Jane. She nodded at the officer.
"Thank you, I might do that," she said.
"I'll head up to Udina's office first," Liara said. "I have the data." Jane nodded at that and noticed John's eyes follow the asari archeologist.
"I'll go with Liara," Ash said as she headed after the asari, the four Protheans nodded at Jane before following behind, curious eyes still following them.
"I'll bring you lot there," Bailey said and looked at James. "You?"
"I'm just a tourist today. I'll try not to get in any trouble," James said before walking away.
"I'll see you around, Shepards," Bailey said as he escorted the party off as he put his fingers to his earpiece, probably getting a message from the office. John looked at Jane.
"I can meet with the Council," John suggested and Jane indicate they get out of the way of an incoming keeper.
"No, going to Huerta now is just waiting for him to get out of surgery, I rather do something useful," Jane said. Jane noticed one of the Normandy's Alliance crew being harassed by a reporter. "You should help your helmsman." John sighed and the two approached the reporter. The reporter looked over.
"Comma...Spectre Shepard, Captain Shepard," the reporter said and Jane noticed the Alliance symbol on the woman's dress.
"What's going on here?" John asked.
"Just who I was looking for. Diana Allers, Alliance News Network. I think we can help each other," Diana said.
"I suppose you want an interview," John sighed, unamused.
"Even better," she said. "I'm a military reporter with a show called "Battlespace." We're carried on just about all Council planets. My producers want me embedded on a human ship, and I want that ship to be the Normandy." John scoffed as Jane realized who Diana was, while Jane did not watch a lot of shows, she had seen several viral clips from Battlespace.
"Why would I want that?" he asked and Jane realized John did not know who Diana was, that could be a mix of his house arrest and his being not quite alive for a couple years.
"Wars can be won or lost in the editing room. And this war needs to be won," Diana said. "I've got Alliance security clearance and operate without a crew. You get veto power over the segments I file. Can you handle an arrangement like that, or do I keep looking?"
"Don't bother," Jane interrupted. "Would the Okinawa be acceptable as a second choice?" Diana blinked.
"I assume you will be working with Spectre Shepard?" Diana asked and Jane shrugged.
"We are here to figure that out, but whatever happens, I won't turn you away from the Okinawa," Jane said giving Diana the docking information for the Okinawa. "If you want it, report here." Diana smiled.
"How much gear can I bring?" she asked.
"One footlocker, the Okinawa is a small ship," Jane stated and Diana saluted.
"Aye, aye, Captain," she said before heading off. John stared after her and turned to look at Jane.
“Are you sure about this?” John asked and Jane rolled her eyes.
“I know you distrust the press, John, but I think if I do this, having positive press like Allers could help us. I think half your issues are because you won’t talk to the press,” Jane noted and John grunted.
“I just don’t like the misleading words and loaded questions. I give truthful answers and they twist them around,” John muttered as they headed for the elevators. “I’ve never been good at giving political answers not to mention I dislike it. It seems like lying.”
“You need to play the game sometimes, John,” Jane noted. “It helps to know what the system is so you can fix it.”
“I’d prefer to do something rather than play politics.” John countered. “It’s what I enjoy most about being a Spectre. I see a problem; I fix the problem.”
“Yeah, but if you can influence what decisions are made you can stop it from becoming a problem.”
~*TF*~
When the twins arrived at the embassy they were promptly escorted into a meeting between the councilors. Liara was already there listening quietly with the Protheans she and Jane apparently already knew. That reminded him, Jane needed to explain where she had found Protheans.
"Earth is taking the brunt of the attack," Udina was saying as the Shepards reached Liara and the Protheans.
"We understand that, but the tactics we have are working," Valern commented.
"Earth has been attacked by the Reapers," John said. "And it is just the beginning. We need your help. Everything you can spare." Tevos gave John a look that Jane did not appreciate and she could see both Javik and Jaimini looking irritated, the two Protheans were quite good at reading the Council by now.
"Each of us face a similar situation. Even now, the Reapers are pressing on our boarders," she said. "The Prothean tactics and weapons are working...for now. If we lend you our strength incorrectly. Our own worlds will fall."
"Then what do you suggest to do?" Javik said, sounding very not happy.
"We are working on Project Redemption, our worlds are sending materials and people to work, but the process is slow," Valern explained.
"Earth is the Council world currently facing the largest part of the attack," Jane said and the Council looked at each other. "We are asking our allies for help to survive. What do you suggest we do, sacrifice our home world when we began this plan together months ago?" Sparatus stepped forward.
"Captain Shepard, you make an excellent point. None of our worlds would be nearly as prepared if you had not given us...proof," he said, looking at the Protheans. "The truth is, this Council has never faced a war quite like this. With both the Rachni Wars and the Krogan Rebellions, we had a method to fight back, while it was necessary it was regrettable. This will not be won the same way. Our opponents are extremely different and not nearly as easily confronted as either the Rachni or the Krogan. Thus, I have suggested that we create a War Advisory board. We are politicians, diplomats. Of the four of us on this Council, only I served in the military. We are not the ones who should make the decisions for the Council races in combat."
"What are you suggesting?" John asked.
"I have suggested and it has been agreed to that we will convene a War Advisory board. Admiral Anderson informed me about the upgrades the Alliance made to the Normandy SR-2," Sparatus explained. "I would like to appoint a mission to both Spectres Shepard to assemble the best war leaders of Council races to create a unified plan of attack." Jane blinked at that. A unified attack.
"We are holding the Reapers at bay, but it will not last forever," Valern confessed. "A unified attack would be the most useful and we are not the ones to come up with the best path. I agree. Assemble the War Advisory board, keep them safe to create a more comprehensive battle strategy." Tevos looked less thrilled.
"I support this plan. Assemble these war leaders. The SSV Normandy SR-2 and the SSV Okinawa are approved for this mission," Udina stated, giving Tevos a less than friendly glare.
"I am outvoted on this issue," she stated with a calm look.
"I would recommend you collect the Turian Primarch first, during battle, Primarchs tend to lead from the front," Sparatus advised.
"Will they know our mission?" Jane asked and Sparatus nodded.
"I sent word to Palaven Command when I suggest this plan," Sparatus explained.
"Understood, we'll get on that," John said, turning before noticing Jane hadn't moved.
"Captain Shepard?" Tevos asked and Jane smiled. Saccharine sweet and deadly eyed.
"I just wanted to request one thing from the Council," Jane stated and not one Councilor looked excited by her expression. John noticed that all four of the Protheans with them were smiling.
"What is it?" Tevos asked in a cold tone.
"The Council's official stance on Spectre John Shepard's actions in the Bahak system is a null vote," Jane stated. Tevos and Valern looked less than amused and Udina looked furious.
"That matter was put to rest when Councilor Anderson stepped down," Tevos stated with an air of victory.
"Oh no, I understand that" Jane said as she looked at them. "But you yourselves said that the Prothean weapons and tactics are working. We would never have had time to develop and share them if it had not been for the actions of Spectre John Shepard in the Bahak system."
"Captain, what are you getting at?" Udina was not holding back his rage. Jane looked at each Councilor slowly and deliberately.
"All I want is a written statement to be released officially stating that the Council believes that the actions of Spectre John Shepard in the Bahak system are responsible for the time necessary to develop the methods currently being used to keep the Reapers at bay," Jane said. "No votes needed, no changes to past actions, just the acknowledgment that those actions were what gave us the time we got to prepare for this event." John eyed his sister wondering why this mattered to her so much. It was over and done with. He had resigned himself to being smeared by the Batarians, what remained of them now. Hegemony was practically destroyed and he was willing to bet the Dramaye were the majority now. So, what did it matter?
"It will be done, but understand when it is written cannot be guaranteed," Sparatus said dismissively, he clearly did not care about the statement, but the look on Tevos and Udina's faces were enough to sustain Jane.
"Thank you, Councilors," Jane said and glanced at John pleased with herself. She was surprised to see John looking rather bored by the whole thing and it irritated her that he did not understand what she was doing for him.
"Shepards...meet me in my office!" Udina sounded pissed.
~*TF*~
“They're a bunch of self-concerned jackasses, Shepard. We may have a spot on the Council, but humanity will always be considered second-rate!” Udina snarled and John rolled his eyes. While he was upset at the decision, Udina’s attitude wasn’t helping.
“Not surprised they are turning a blind eye,” Jane said to herself but Udina must have thought she was talking to him as he responded.
“They're scared. And they're looking out for themselves.”
“Our people are scared, and we're looking out for them the best we know how.” Sparatus said as he entered the room. John stepped aside to let him by but exchanged a friendly nod with the Councilor.
“Councilor,” Jane greeted.
“I’ll cut right to the point.” Sparatus said, “I can't give you what you need right now, but I can tell you the fastest way to get it.”
“We’re all ears, Councilor,” John said .
“Primarch Fedorian was eager to serve on the War Advisory board, but...we lost contact with him when the Reapers hit Palaven. He will be essential for forming this board. The Normandy is one of the few ships that can extract Primarch Fedorian undetected.” Sparatus said leadingly.
“We're at war, and you want us to play at being politicians,” John grumbled.
“If it gets you what you need, what does it matter? Our latest intelligence says that the Primarch was moved to a base on Palaven's largest moon. I've done all I can to help. The rest is up to you,” Sparatus said, as he began to leave. He stopped. “There is one other thing. The Council wanted me to tell John...we've chosen to uphold your Spectre status. And various resources will be made available to you. Good day.” John watched him go and sighed.
“Well, that went well.” Jane noted as Udina made his way to his desk.
“It's a start. I'll talk to the others in the meantime. See if we can support this War Advisory board. Move things along.” Udina said. He focused on John and Jane. He eyed them before focusing on John. “John Shepard the Normandy SR-2 will be…loaned as it were to Spectre John Shepard for the duration of this war. However, if you would accept having your Alliance commission re-instated, we could assign it and the personnel under you in an official capacity.”
“No thank you,” John said feeling a spike of irritation. He ignored the look Jane shot him. “You already have one Shepard in the Alliance; you don’t need two.”
“Then I’m afraid I need Lieutenant Commander Williams to remain on the Citadel for the duration. I need someone to coordinate with,” Udina countered but John saw it for what it was. John wouldn’t play ball so Udina was fucking with the team.
“Councilor-” Jane tried to interrupt but John cut her off.
“That’s fine, Councilor,” John drawled. He trusted Ash would be fine and he didn’t need to hold her hand. He needed to be free of Alliance oversight so he could handle his things his way. This is why he hated politics. “We’ll talk later, we’ve got work to do.” John headed for the door with his sister and Liara following.
~*TF*~
"You handled that well," John stated to Jane as they left Udina's office.
"Oh, I'm livid, but we can discuss that on the Normandy. Udina needs to learn that I have your back, even when I think you are doing something phenomenally stupid and worthy of a large amount of anger," Jane stated, giving her brother a glare. They headed down only to see a familiar sight. "Jesus, not now."
"Is that al-Jilani?" John asked.
"Get the elevator, I'll take al'Jilani," Jane stated as she watched the reporter glare.
"Spectre Shepard! Captain Shepard! The people of the Alliance have questions!" Khalisah cried and Jane approached. "Captain Shepard! Khalisah Bint Sinan al-Jilani. Isn't it true your brother was on Earth when the Reapers attacked?"
"I was on Mars when the Reapers attacked," Jane stated, let their people know a little of the truth.
"Then how do you justify the two of you running away while millions of people on Earth die? IS that the best we can expect from the Alliance?" Khalisah demanded and Jane saw the anger in the reporter's eyes.
"We came to get help for Earth. For everyone," Jane stated calmly.
"What about all the people suffering while you play politics with the Council? What about them? How can you stand here while our families die? What are you going to do?" Khalisah's voice grew frantic. The terror in the tone was an obvious tell. Jane reached out to grab her shoulder.
"Khalisah, we're doing everything we can," Jane said and there was a softening of Khalisah's face.
"Before they cut the feeds...there were so many dead," she said and Jane nodded.
"We're going to stop the Reapers or die trying, but we need your help," Jane said. "Keep asking the hard questions. Don't let the Council forget about Earth." Jane said and Khalisah looked at Jane for a moment.
"I will. Thank you, Captain," she said as she started to leave. She paused. "We haven't always seen eye to eye...but I'm glad you and your brother are on our side." Jane felt exhausted. She got a ping on her omni-tool. At least there was some good news. She approached John.
"To Huerta?" he asked and she nodded as they got into the elevator.
~*TF*~
As Jane walked into Huerta Memorial she watched as John quickly bee lined it away from her. She stopped at the main desk to see if Kaidan was out of surgery. He was and she was given the okay to proceed in. As she headed in, she saw John talking with Doctor Chakwas. Glad her brother was distracted she hurried deeper into the hospital. As Jane walked into Kaidan's sterile hospital room she felt thankful when the door closed behind her. Kaidan was reclined in the bed, he still looked awful but he was alive. The monitor on the wall let out strong beeps, the readings looked better than when he was in the Normandy med bay. She moved to the side of the bed and stroked his cheek, still pallid, the purple around his eyes so hard to bear. Another memory came back.
A weekend shore leave right before Jane had to leave the Normandy...before it was destroyed. She and Kaidan were in another hotel room, they had been in bed for over twenty-four hours, one of them slipping out long enough to grab the room service, return room service, or run to the bathroom. They lay together under the sheets, Jane dozing against Kaidan's chest, his arms wrapped around her, his hot hands on her hips, when his lips pressed against her forehead. She had woken up to the prickle of his stubble against her skin.
"Hmmm, someone needs a shave," she teased and he chuckled.
"I thought you liked it," he said in a contended rumble.
"Not between my eyebrows," she had laughed and he pulled her close, rolling her under him again. She looked up at him. He rubbed his nose against hers before he kissed her. It was gentle and hungry. Her arms wrapped around his neck as he broke the kiss and they both took deep breaths.
"God, I love you," he groaned before burying his face in her neck.
Jane stared at Kaidan as the heart monitor beeped. She looked over his chest, wider and more muscular than when they were together, but still so him.
"Don't die, Kaidan. You've got to fight. We need you in this," Jane whispered. "The Alliance could sure use you...I...could sure use you." She gently placed her fingertips on his cheeks, she brought her lips down to his. His lips were cool and dry. His stubble irritated the skin on her chin and she looked at him. She shook her head, this wasn't a fairy tale, you couldn't wake someone up with a kiss. She turned and headed out the door. She looked at the doctors. "Let me know if you need anything. Anything." She headed out.
~*TF*~
Later that day the twins were on the Normandy as they waited for the crews of both the Normandy and the Okinawa to report back. Jane would head to the Okinawa once the crew was on board. For now, she was leaning against the fish tank while John sat at his desk reading Traynor’s report on the Normandy changes.
"I didn't have a chance to tell you earlier," John said after a few minutes and Jane shook her head.
"You can be so stupid and impulsive sometimes," Jane groaned pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Hey! Have you forgotten everything that happened with the Alliance?" he said as he set the report down and Jane made a noise in the back of her throat.
"I did not forget that, in fact, I do recall using your girlfriend's resources to expose multiple people who did that to you as Cerberus sell outs," Jane said giving John a look as he scoffed. "I'm not telling you to forgive them, I'm going to point out that you not being Alliance is not a good thing."
"You know you may have exposed some corrupt Admirals but some of them who still railroaded me out weren’t corrupt. They did this of their own free will," John said. "Besides, I don't see why I should bother. I’ve done more as Spectre than I ever did as an Alliance officer. If we need a Spectre in the Alliance, they have you. I think in this war, I don’t need to be tied down by the Alliance. I can do things you can’t, not without blow back."
“Like what?” Jane countered and John shot her a look.
“They may come a point where we have to decide to abandon an Alliance objective for the greater good of the war. If I do it all the Alliance can do is piss and moan. You do it? You can be court marshaled. Why do you care so much about being in the Alliance anyway?”
"Because you are the Hero of Elysium," Jane said and John stared at her. "I'm the Terror of the Hegemony." John growled and thumped a fist on his desk startling Jane.
"Not anymore, I’m the Monster," he spat as he glared at her.
"No, you're not!" Jane cried as she looked at her brother. Pain glazed her red rimmed eyes. "You were always the hero. You were the one who gave people hope. After Elysium Alliance enrollment went up. When people talk about the first human Spectres, you are always the one they mention first because you are John Shepard. You have always been the hero. I'm the Special Ops, I'm the codename, I'm...I'm the monster, John. What you did, you did to survive a trap...you didn't do the evil things I did. I did things that make me very much worthy of the title of Terror of the Hegemony. I am a monster, John. You have always been the hero. The Alliance needs heroes. We are in the dark times when heroes like you shine the brightest." John stared at his sister.
"You're not a monster," he said. "And I don't want to be the Alliance's hero. Besides what do titles matter anymore? There are only two sides in this war, us, and the Reapers. We need to do what is right not what the politicians tell us to do. There are going to be hard choices to make and we’re going to have to make them. Be damned the titles and propaganda we’ve got work to do." Jane stared at him for a moment and sighed before she shook her head.
"I can't make you do anything, John, but I have your back. If this is what you choose, I want you to know I think it is the wrong move, but I won't press you or say things I know could manipulate you into returning to the Alliance," Jane said. John stared at her before nodding curtly. He picked up the data pad and studied it for a minute before speaking again.
"Can the Okinawa keep up with us?" John asked, changing the topic and Jane nodded.
"Easily," she said.
"If we go into combat, it could give us away," he said and Jane smirked.
"No, the Okinawa has a IES stealth system," Jane stated and John stared at her.
"The Normandy is the only ship with that," he said and Jane shook her head.
"Technically, the Normandy SR-2 and the Okinawa have almost identical engines," Jane explained and John stared.
"How?" he asked.
"When the Normandy SR-1 was being built they planned to make more Normandy class frigates, the Okinawa was being built while we fought Saren, by the time the SR-1 was destroyed, they decided to put an older model engine in the Okinawa," Jane explained. "Not long after we defeated the Collectors, I made the decision to salvage the SR-1's engines...and with some spec’s courtesy of EDI, we were able to retrofit the SR-1's engines with a bit of an upgrade into the Okinawa." John stared for a moment.
"So, the Okinawa is a Normandy class frigate with the original SR-1 stealth engines?" he summarized and Jane nodded. “That feels a bit ghoulish.”
"I figured, stealth would be key," Jane explained. “I know how you feel.”
"Captain, the last of the crew made it to the Okinawa," Green called over Jane's comm.
"Well, that's my crew accounted for, I should head over so we will be ready to leave for Palaven ASAP," Jane said. "Hey EDI, is Vega on the ship?"
"He arrived a moment ago," EDI stated and Jane nodded.
"Tell him to wait there," Jane said. "I'm taking Vega."
"Why?" John asked and Jane pulled up her omni-tool.
"I tapped him to join my Special Ops team, approval came in right when I was dealing with al-Jilani," Jane explained.
"Take him," John sighed as they headed down.
"Hey Lola, what's up?" Vega asked and Jane crossed her arms.
"You're mine, Lieutenant, grab your gear and follow me to the Okinawa," Jane ordered and James gave her a look.
"Seriously?" he asked and she smirked.
"James, what have I told you about playing chicken with me?" she asked and he headed to the elevator.
"I got it, I got it," he huffed. "Damn."
"Why him?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"Use your girlfriend's connection to learn about James, he's a good marine and he deserves a little more respect than you give him," Jane commented.
"Oh really, Lola," John commented in a tone Jane knew all too well. Jane gave him a look.
"I like it," she commented and John rolled his eyes.
"Don't get too friendly with the subordinates," he chided.
"You're not Alliance, don't tell me what to do," Jane shot back.
"I'm still your big brother," he replied.
"Only older than me by fourteen minutes, still can't tell me what to do," Jane said.
"Whatever, one less of your spies on my ship," John said and Jane laughed.
"Please, Anderson let me tap whoever I wanted to crew the Normandy when she went Alliance acquisition," Jane smirked and John gave her a look.
"Are you serious?" he asked with suspicion.
"I'm joking...maybe..." Jane teased and John rolled his eyes as James returned. "Come on James, time to meet your new team."
"Whatever you say, Lola," the large marine huffed as he carried his footlockers. A few minutes later she was escorting him to the Okinawa ground team's lockers.
"James, I'd like to introduce you to Team Minerva," Jane said as they entered the cargo hold with a single shuttle and the lockers. His eyes widened as he saw a familiar face.
"Milique!" he cried as he approached his only surviving Delta Squad teammate.
"Hey, Lieutenant, long time no see, I see the Captain finally got you," the sniper chuckled. James turned to stare at Jane, she shrugged.
"I'm more like my brother than I care to admit. When I saw he was free and I could use a sniper, well, I'm not stupid when it comes to talent," Jane replied.
"I got you, Lola," James nodded.
"My last mission was escorting the Prothean team who is currently on the ship with us, one of my team chose to leave, and I tapped you for his spot," Jane explained. "Team Minerva is Special Ops and my back up when I do Spectre missions. Codenames are imperative. I'm codenamed Athena, Milique is codenamed Glaukopis. This is Freddie Haberkorn, our sentinel, codenamed Dory. This is Todd Prinze, our Engineer, codenamed Aspida."
"So, I'm our solider," James said and Jane nodded. "What's my weird Greek codename?"
"What else?" Milique chuckled. "You're going to be our shield. You get to be Aegis."
"Wasn't that Zeus' shield?" James asked and Jane shrugged.
"Athena used it and she put Medusa's head on it," she stated. "Get ready team, we're heading out to Palaven."
"Yes, ma'am!" the team cried.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 17th, 2186 CE
Location: Apien Crest, Trebia System, Palaven’s Moon: Menae
As the shuttle disembarked from the Normandy John stared at the images on the screen. Palaven was surrounded by hundreds of ships and dozens of Reapers. Large areas of the planet seemed to be glowing and not with city lights. He heard Liara gasp at the sight and John felt his heart clench. Normally he wouldn’t worry about his friend but against these kinds of odds nothing was a sure bet anymore.
"My team will meet you at the LZ," Jane’s voice said from behind him. John turned to look and saw his sister’s face display on another screen. She looked grim.
"I assume they’re a good team?" he asked and Jane gave him a look.
"They’re some of the best. Don't get me wrong, I trust you and Liara with my life, but I saw some of the video Ash took on Earth. Those...Batarian husks...they look a little more solid than the human ones and...there may be Turian husks by the time we get there," Jane said with a grim face. John nodded at that.
"See you on the moon," John said and Jane nodded before she cut off the communications.
“Was it like this on Earth?” Liara asked and John scowled.
“Worse,” John said tersely.
“John...I'm so sorry,” Liara said and John nodded his thanks to her.
“Spectre! The LZ is getting swarmed!” Cortez announced and John growled before getting up and heading for the door as he unholstered his remanent rifle.
“Let's open that hatch then signal Jane’s shuttle to open fire as well.”
Liara activated the hatch. John took careful aim before opening fire. They were human based husks so he was able to take them out quickly. Another shuttle circled perpendicular to them and gun fire rang out from it. The landing zone was quickly cleared.
“Alright, get in, get out. Let's go,” John growled, barely waiting for the shuttle to stop before he hit the ground. The dirt was thick and rocky beneath his feet and as soon as he took a breath of Menae’s air he could feel the difference. The air was thinner than the normal. He took a few practiced breaths to help himself acclimate. He glanced to his left and noticed Jane moving towards him with her team. He recognized one of them as one of the Protheans from Mars, Javik if he remembered correctly, beside him was James behind them were three men. The shortest one was average height with dark hair and sniper oculars. One was a taller, thin man with gray at his temples with the standard Alliance omni-tool for engineers. The last was similar in height with a slight Asian appearance in standard sentinel gear. The three men were unfamiliar to John and frankly has wasn’t impressed by what he saw. Apparently, Jane favored quantity over quality.
“Soldier! Which way to your commanding officer?” John called to one of the Turians in the nearby guard post.
“Straight ahead and around the corner...past the first barricade.” The man called out. John nodded and headed down that way. As they approached, he heard them spot the teams before they lowered the gate and allowed them in. John heard the familiar chatter of an active military base and felt right at home. He glanced around and finally spotted the commanding officer. He made his way into the command post with Jane following him as the others took up guard positions nearby.
“Tobestik, get your men up on that north barricade.” The general growled, working away at a display. The aforementioned soldier saluted.
“Yes, sir!” he said before moving off.
“Sergeant Bartus, find a way to get that comm tower operational,” the General snapped out. The other officer snapped out a confirmation and also ran off.
“General,” John greeted.
“Ah Spectre Shepard. Heard you and Captain Shepard were coming, but I didn't believe it. General Corinthus.” The General introduced himself.
“General we've come to get Primarch Fedorian,” John said. The general jerked slightly and then looked down which gave John a sinking feeling.
“Primarch Fedorian is dead. His shuttle was shot down an hour ago as it tried to leave the moon.” General Corinthus stated.
“That's going to complicate things,” Jane muttered.
“How bad is it, General?” John inquired.
“We're holding the Reapers, but we are working for it. We are currently damaging more ships than losing men, but the casualties are still too high. We set up camps on this moon as an advance position, to flank the enemy. A sound strategy. Just...”
“Irrelevant.” John sighed, understanding where he was going with this.
“Exactly. The sheer force of the Reapers seems to make them immune to that sort of tactic. The Primarch and his men found that out the hard way.” General Corinthus explained.
“I'm sorry. I knew him personally and he was a good man,” Jane said.
“And a friend. He would have been an outstanding leader for the Board.” General Corinthus mused.
“So, what happens now?” John asked.
“The Turian hierarchy provides very clear lines of succession,” Liara spoke up.
“Right. General Corinthus?” Jane asked, focusing on the General who began working away at his terminal again.
“It's hard for me to be certain who the next Primarch is. Palaven Command will know. However, at the moment, contacting them is impossible. The comm tower is out. Husks are swarming that area...we can't get close enough to repair it.”
“Don't worry, General. We'll get your tower operational,” John said, heading for the ramp.
“Thank you Spectre, I'll take care of things on this end,” Corinthus said.
“All right, let's go.”
~*TF*~
A few minutes later they had cleared the immediate area and moved towards the tower. Jane watched John move for the console at the base of the tower. He tried to access it and grunted when it began to error out on him.
"We can't repair it from this panel," John said as he worked on the console.
"Prinze, get up there," Jane ordered.
"Yes, ma'am!" the engineer cried as he rushed up the tower. The team spread out.
"These husks are easily defeated," Javik stated and Jane nodded as she, Liara, Haberkorn, and Javik began using biotics to keep the husks at bay as the remainder of the ground team began picking off the husks.
"These ones are rather easy," Jane commented as she flung one into a wall, smashing it with a throw.
The husks were coming in minor waves and they were easily taken care of. There was a moment of peace.
"Fixed!" Prinze cried from above.
"General, do you read? The comm tower is now operational," John called.
"Much appreciated. Commander. I'll contact Palaven Command," General Corinthus responded.
"Shepard out," John said. The husks were still coming but it was easy to maintain the tower. For a few minutes it was as unhurried as a shooting range.
"Shepards, come in," General Corinthus called.
"Go ahead," John said.
"I have information from Palaven Command. Please return ASAP," General Corinthus reported.
"Team, stay here, save for you Vega. Let's keep this tower going, the Reapers need this base silenced, make them work for it," Jane ordered her team. "Come on, Vega, don't suppose you'll follow a damn order, Javik?"
"I have followed many damned orders," he replied. "Just none from primitives." Jane rolled her eyes as they headed back to the base. They approached General Corinthus.
"What have you got?" John asked.
"As your partner said, succession is usually simple. But right now, the real trouble is we have got many dead or MIA but with comms being targeted it makes proper succession tedious," General Corinthus stated.
"We need a Primarch," Jane stated.
"I don't care who, as long as they can get us a Turian member for the Council's War Advisory board," John said.
"I'm on it, Shepard. We'll find you the Primarch," a familiar voice said and Jane's eyes flashed up. Blue and silver armor in his favorite style and his Kuwashii visor in place. Jane began to smile at the Turian before a wave of guilt bore down on her. Kaidan. Her heart was skipping a beat just hearing Garrus' voice.
"Garrus!" John cried out happily, but it was Jane Garrus was looking at.
"Vakarian, sir...I didn't see you arrive," General Corinthus started, Garrus casually looked at the General.
"At ease, General," he said and the general did look relieved. Garrus seemed to be more assured, so different from the last time they had seen each other in person. Confidence seemed to radiate from him.
"You're alive," Jane said, emotion in her throat. The fight in space above them...she worried he had been there, dying in the vacuum of space. Garrus took her hand in his, she clutched his hand, real and responsive in her own, as he patted hers. It was...weird, but somehow so Garrus. Shame washed over her, how long since she had kissed Kaidan and here she was clinging to Garrus, but she couldn't let him go.
"I'm hard to kill...you should know that" Garrus said and Jane looked at him, tall and in one piece. Kaidan in the hospital bed flashed in her mind and she shook it away. She had to put that aside for now and focus on the mission. She could think about...this...later.
"I would have thought you were on Palaven," John said.
"If we lose this moon, we lose Palaven. I'm the closest damn thing we have to an expert on Reaper forces, so I'm...advising," he explained and Jane's eyes widened. He mentioned going quiet on communications a few weeks ago, she had no idea this was why.
"James, this is Garrus Vakarian. He's been with us since Saren and he stayed with us against the Collectors...he's a hell of a soldier," Jane said, introducing James to Garrus. "Garrus, this is one of my team, Lieutenant James Vega. This is Javik, part of that thing I couldn't tell you about and the funny one."
"Funny one?" Javik sneered.
"Lieutenant. Javik. Good to see you too, Liara," Garrus greeted. Jane looked at him, he looked confident in this role.
"Good to see you in one piece, Garrus," Liara said with a smile.
"General Corinthus filled me in. We know who we're after," Garrus stated.
"Palaven Command tells me that the next Primarch is General Adrien Victus," General Corinthus said.
"Victus? His name has crossed my desk before," Liara commented thoughtfully.
"You know him, Garrus?" John asked.
"I was fighting alongside him this morning. Lifelong military. Gets results, popular with his troops," Garrus said before looking amused. "Not so popular with military command, has a reputation for playing loose with accepted strategy." The twins shared a look.
"How loose?" John asked with a grin seeing Garrus' expression.
"On Taetrus, during the uprisings, his squad discovered a Salarian spy ring about the same time the Turian separatists did," Liara explained. "Rather than neutralize the ring, he fell back. he even gave up valuable fortifications, which the rebels took."
"Then the rebels attacked the Salarians. And when both groups had worn each other down, Victus moved back in. Didn't lose a man," Garrus said in an approving tone.
"Bold strategy, but wild behavior doesn't get you advanced up the meritocracy," General Corinthus pointed out.
"Primarch Victus. That should be something to see," Garrus commented.
"You think he can get the job done?" John asked.
"We both know conventional strategy won't beat the Reapers. Right now, he could be our best shot. And I trust him," Garrus said.
"Okay, let's get him on the shuttle and get out of here," Jane said.
"Shepard, come in!" Joker cried over the comms.
"Can this wait, Joker? We're in the middle of a war zone," John said as Jane and Garrus looked at each other. To Jane’s eyes Garrus looked confident and strong. He had come into his own. She smiled at him as she thought about their courtship on the SR-2. Then the image of Kaidan broken on the ground make Jane's throat close up. Well fuck.
"We got a situation on the Normandy. It's like she possessed, shutting down systems, powering up weapons," Joker cried. "I can't find the source."
"We need the Normandy standing by, we may have to bug out," John replied.
"Should I go back and take a look?" Liara asked and John nodded.
"Do it," he said and they shared a look before she headed out.
"Garrus, you said you were with Victus this morning?" Jane asked.
"Yeah, but we got separated. He went to bolster a flank that was breaking. Could be anywhere out there," Garrus stated.
"We're trying to raise him, Spectres," General Corinthus informed the group.
"What the fuck is that?" James cried as a strange husk creature rose over the crest of a nearby hill.
"It's heading for the airfield," Garrus stated.
"Liara!" John cried and the team shared a look.
"General, tell Primarch Victus we'll rendezvous here!" Jane cried as they rushed for the airfield. They needed to get Liara get off world on the shuttle.
"It may have been a transport for ground forces," Javik stated and Jane gave him a look.
"They had those things when you fought them?" Jane asked.
"No, but it could easily be used for that," Javik stated as they ran.
"Coming, Garrus?" John asked.
"Right behind you," Garrus responded. The team ran and as they passed the barricade, they could see the shuttle in air.
"Liara's good," John said.
"James, is that you breathing hard?" Jane taunted.
"Atmosphere's a little thinner than I'm used to, is all," James responded. "Adrenaline's better than oxygen any day."
"With that mindset, you will not last long," Javik commented. As gunfire flew. Jane's barrier went up as she stared in horror. Husks...Turian husks, armed and firing. She got into cover. Javik fired and the blue gleam of shielding showed the Turian husks were not like human husks.
"James, Garrus, focusing on taking down their shields. There are human husks, I'll focus on those," Jane called.
"You aiming for the human husks?" John asked and Jane nodded, throwing a singularity at a choke point. "Biotics can take down the human husk. We don't know what those Turian husks can do."
The Turian husks were more durable than the humans, but between the five of them, it wasn't overbearing. Then one of the Turian husks raised a hand and it appeared something was moving from it towards a human husk. The human husk seemed to grow armor. Jane threw it and it bounced.
"The Turian husks can buff the others!" Jane warned.
"A tactic they have used before," Javik warned. "These Turians' physiology allow for this effect."
"You had a race that did this in your cycle?" Jane asked.
"Yes," Javik replied as he killed a Turian husk.
"Can you prevent it?" Jane asked.
"Easily," Javik said they fought for a moment before Jane realized the Prothean did not plan to respond.
"How?" Jane asked.
"We eliminated the species they used create those types of husks," Javik stated and the group stared at him. He looked at them. "It solved the problem."
"Who is Javik again?" Garrus asked.
"He's a Prothean," Jane said as she and Javik kept fighting.
"A Prothean?!" Garrus cried.
"Yeah...meant to let you know about that," Jane said as she blasted the last human husk on the hill. Javik shot the last Turian husk.
"A living Prothean?" Garrus gasped.
"Is it so common to find fake dead ones?" Javik asked and John snickered at that.
"I helped with research with Prothean artifacts. We found locations like Ilos...but with living Protheans. Those tactics that were passed along by the Council, Garrus, they were from the Protheans," Jane explained. Garrus jaw dropped.
"Your secret mission," Garrus said and Jane nodded.
"Yeah, we're hoping this will turn the tide," Jane said. "I think we're done here." The group returned to the base. General Corinthus looked over his planning table.
"Shepards. I'm still trying to raise the Primarch...but we've got trouble at the main barricade. If the Reapers breach it, we're done," he said.
"The Reapers realize the importance of the base," Javik said. "I would make plans to relocate and leave this one loaded with explosives."
"Fortunately, this one is a distraction, we've been using it as a main hub, but the real headquarters is elsewhere," Garrus explained. "The explosives are a nice touch."
"Perhaps you are not that primitive," Javik commented.
"Get to the barricade," John ordered and the team scaled it. Jane's eyes gleamed.
"Dibs on the turret," Jane said with a pleased tone.
"Vakarian, sir?" one of the Turians on the wall asked.
"Let her, she beat me shooting pijacks with one of those," Garrus stated and Jane stepped onto the turret.
"Really?" John asked.
"How many pijacks did you kill with missiles?" Jane asked as she began firing. "Man...wish this was like the one on Tuchanka, it fired missiles."
The human husks never made it close to the barricade.
"Like fish in a barrel," James chuckled. "Bet I can get three at a time."
"Like what?" Garrus stated.
"Old human saying, like shooting fish in a barrel," James explained.
"Humans invent guns and they use them to fish...primitives," Javik groaned as he shook his head. John gave Jane a look and she shrugged with a grin. She thought it was funny. It was smooth sailing until a husk that was an abomination dropped.
"Holy hell! What is that thing?" James cried and Jane stared. The head was Turian, but the body was familiar. As it lunged Jane realize the spines coming up would have helped to support a hump. Krogan. It was a husk Frankenstein monster made up of Krogan and Turian parts. Jane realized she should have moved as it struck the wall and she toppled over the barricade. The beast pounded its chest like a silverback gorilla and Jane rolled to her feet as she stared at it. A metallic spine moved the Turian upper jaw and head. Someone's son was torn to pieces to make that thing. Jane felt rage.
"Jane!" John cried as the team leapt down after her. Jane pulled her blades and the beast ran at her. She ran at it and dropped to a knee, sliding under the thick arm.
"Krogan...the Reapers got some Krogan," Jane stated and John stared at the creature as he saw it too.
"That's messed up," James said.
"Give me a lift, get me on the hump!" Jane said to her brother and he looked at her. She shook out her arms, letting her blades flash. John looked at the spindly neck. He grinned.
"Got it," he said the creature was coming. Jane ran at her brother, he put his hands together, as her foot caught his hands, he threw her up. She flipped around, landing on the creature's shoulders. It stumbled trying to follow her as her blades crossed in front of her. The creature's body jerked a few times before it collapsed and Jane rolled with the momentum to her feet. "Nice catch on the neck."
"This disgusts you?" Javik asked and Jane gave him a look.
"A husk is just a body that has been mechanized, it is remains of that person. This...this is desecrating the dead," Jane said. "I've had enough of that." She turned, the shame clear on her face.
"Shepards. Corinthus here," General Corinthus' voice came over the comms.
“What's the word on the Primarch?” John asked.
“Still can't get a stable comm link.” General Corinthus sound frustrated.
“Okay. We're going on foot. Shepard out.” John said and sighed. He turned his attention to Garrus. “Garrus, take us to the last place you saw Victus.”
“How far?” Jane asked and Garrus gestured around a corner.
“Should be pretty quick, unless we find trouble.” Garrus noted.
~*TF*~
A few minutes later they were approaching the base a few stray soldiers had pointed them to when a loud explosion rang out.
“That sounds bad!” James noted and John growled.
“Okay, double time! No Reaper's taking this Primarch from me!” John snapped. Jane couldn’t help the hysterical little chuckle she made when John snapped that out.
“Right behind you!” James growled. They stormed into the base and John gunned down the first husk he saw, which just happened to be a Batarian based husk.
“I hate the Hegemony...but they didn't deserve this!” Jane shouted to John. John grunted in agreement as he shot down another few husks.
“John look out!” Garrus shouted to him. John felt a loud thud and whirled around to see one of those hulking brute husks had come straight at him.
“Shit!” John shouted and dove to the side as it slammed the ground where he had been standing.
“Give it everything you've got!” General Victus ordered and everyone was opening fire on the brute. It roared but kept coming at John. He cursed as he rolled back to get some distance. He glanced at Jane and had a thought. This time it was his turn.
“JANE LIFT!” he shouted at her. He charged the brute and as he took a step he felt his feet lift into the air as a biotic field engulfed him. Then he was flying through the air at the brute. He outstretched his arms and smashed into its neck. He grabbed it and planted his feet on its shoulders. With a scream of rage he pulled with all his strength and felt a primal satisfaction as he tore the brute’s Turian head off. It staggered a few steps and went crashing to the ground. He heard the Turian soldiers began cheering as he tossed the head away. As the team approached him, the Prothean Javik looked it over.
“We could do that without others' help,” he sniffed before moving off. John rolled his eyes and headed for the Primarch.
“General Victus?” John inquired and the Turian nodded.
“Yes.”
“I'm Spectre Shepard of the Normandy and this is Captain Shepard of the Okinawa,” John said instructing his sister.
“Ah, the Shepards, I know who you are. I can't wait to find out what brings you out here.” The general said before focusing on Garrus. “Vakarian...where did you go?”
“Heavy Reaper unit on the right flank. I believe your exact words were, ‘Get that thing the hell off my men.’” Garrus noted and John saw the general fight off a smirk.
“Appreciate it.”
“General, you're needed off planet. We've come to get you.” Jane explained.
“It will take something beyond important for me to leave my men, or my Turian brothers and sisters, in their fight.” General Victus stated and John felt an instant respect for this man.
“Fedorian was killed. You're the new Primarch.” Garrus explained and Victus blinked in surprise.
“You're need immediately to chair a War Advisory board to represent your people in the fight against the Reapers.” John explained. The new Primarch turned away to look intensely at Palaven up in the sky before turning back to the waiting Spectres.
“I'm the Primarch of Palaven? Representing the Turian hierarchy?” He said, as if in shock.
“Yes sir, you are,” Jane said.
“I've spent my whole life in the military. I'm no diplomat...I hate diplomats.” Victus protested.
“What makes you think you're not qualified?” Jane asked and the Primarch looked at her.
“I'm not really a "by the book" kind of guy...and I piss people off. My family's been military since the Unification War. War is my life. It's in my bones. But that kind of passion is...deceptive...Can make you seem reckless when you're anything but.”
“War is your resume. At a time like this, we need leaders who've been through that hell,” John noted. Victus focused on him before nodding in agreement.
“I like that. You're right.”
“And honestly, uniting the races may take as much strength as facing the Reapers,” John noted before gesturing towards Palaven. “See this devastation, Primarch? Triple that for Earth. I need an alliance. I need the Turian fleet.” Victus was quiet for a moment before his expression hardened.
“Give me a moment to say goodbye to my men,” Victus said before moving toward his waiting soldiers.
“Without him down here. There's a chance we could lose this moon, John,” Garrus noted coming up beside his friend.
“Without him up there, there's a good change we lose everything,” John countered and Garrus sighed, turning to look at a Reaper that was walking along Menae, firing at opposing troops.
“Look at that! And they want my opinion on how to stop it? Failed C-Sec officer, vigilante...and I'm their expert advisor? Think you can win this thing, John?”
“Yeah, I don't know, Garrus. But I'm sure as hell gonna give it my best shot,” John noted.
“We all are,” Jane said, looking intently at the Turian. Garrus turned towards her and nodded.
“I'm damn sure nobody else can do it. For whatever it's worth, I'm with you two, like always,” Garrus exclaimed. John grinned and extended his arm which Garrus grabbed by the forearm.
“Damn good to have you back, buddy,” John noted.
“Are you ready, Primarch Victus?” Jane said, turning away from them feeling slightly irritated with her brother.
“One thing. Spectres, I appreciate your need for our fleets, but I can't spare them. Not while my world is at risk of burning. But if the pressure could be taken off Palaven…” Victus trailed off leadingly.
“That's a pretty tall order.” Jane noted.
“We need the Krogan. I can't see us winning this thing without them. Get them to help us, and then we can help you.” Victus said. Jane blinked in surprise and John grinned.
“Well luckily I do have member of clan Urdnot in my family.”
"As if Wrex would miss out on this fight,” Jane said before she sighed. “Though not without something.”
“Looks like your summit just got a lot more interesting.” Garrus said with a grin.
~*TF*~
"Team, we are heading out," Jane said over her comms as they entered the main base.
"Team?" Garrus asked and Jane nodded.
"The Okinawa and the Normandy are working in tandem," Jane stated and Garrus blinked.
"You're not on the Normandy," Garrus said and Jane shook her head. Her team assembled and headed to the Okinawa's shuttle.
"But I'll be a hell of a lot closer than before," Jane replied and Garrus gave her a look that made her heart race as she remembered their tumble the morning before the Collector Base.
"Your primitive displays of affection between species sicken me," Javik stated as he walked between the two and Jane felt the stab of guilt, thinking that way about Garrus while Kaidan was fighting for his life because of her.
"I'll see you again and we can talk more," Jane said to Garrus before looking at John. "I'll talk to you on ship, John." She got into the shuttle and it closed behind her.
"We need to get your team on the Citadel before we go much further," Jane commented to Javik.
"Oh?" he asked.
"Jaimini is pregnant and Kajal's engineering skills are too good to be stuck with me while Project Redemption could use her," Jane stated. Javik nodded at that.
"Anik will want to stay with his spouse...the besotted fool," Javik hummed.
"Wait a second, can we talk about the fact that you've had a team of Protheans on the ship and only told me now?" James cried.
"It wasn't necessary," Jane stated and James gave her a look.
"Look, Lola, we got to take about trust," James stated and Jane sighed.
"Fine, you can throw me onto the next brute," Jane said as she turned to Javik. "We'll talk to them on the Okinawa. We'll make a pass at the Citadel; John should probably talk to Tevos about the asari War Advisory board member...I get the feeling she's mad at me. I'll invite Wrex." Jane sent John an email suggesting he speak to Tevos while she reached out to Wrex.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"Captain Shepard?" Tevos asked and Jane smiled. Saccharine sweet and deadly eyed.
"I just wanted to request one thing from the Council," Jane stated and not one Councilor looked excited by her expression. John noticed that all four of the Protheans with them were smiling.
"What is it?" Tevos asked in a cold tone.
"The Council's official stance on Spectre John Shepard's actions in the Bahak system is a null vote," Jane stated. Tevos and Valern looked less than amused and Udina looked furious.
"That matter was put to rest when Councilor Anderson stepped down," Tevos stated with an air of victory.
"Oh no, I understand that" Jane said as she looked at them. "But you yourselves said that the Prothean weapons and tactics are working. We would never have had time to develop and share them if it had not been for the actions of Spectre John Shepard in the Bahak system."
"Captain, what are you getting at?" Udina was not holding back his rage. Jane looked at each Councilor slowly and deliberately.
"All I want is a written statement to be released officially stating that the Council believes that the actions of Spectre John Shepard in the Bahak system are responsible for the time necessary to develop the methods currently being used to keep the Reapers at bay," Jane said. "No votes needed, no changes to past actions, just the acknowledgment that those actions were what gave us the time we got to prepare for this event." The Councilors gave her a look.
"Fine!" Tevos hissed and Jane held out her fist, opening it in a mic drop before turning on her heel and walking out.
Belle: By the way, when I wrote this scene, I had to channel one of my favorite things. You see, I have been watching a LOT of historic K-dramas, J-dramas, and C-dramas, I don't know why but I love the ones with the royal harems and the savagery between the Empresses of ANY historic drama and the concubines of the harem can be wicked. So, I literally channeled the savagery of two female leads in a drama when they are flexing on each other. I hope that came out between Tevos and Jane in this scene.
OMAKE 2
“Damn good to have you back, buddy,” John noted.
“Are you ready, Primarch Victus?” Jane said, turning away from them feeling slightly irritated with her brother.
“One thing. Spectres, I appreciate you need for our fleets, but I can't spare them. Not while my world is burning. But if the pressure could be taken off Palaven…” Victus trailed off leadingly.
“That's a pretty tall order.” Jane noted.
“We need the Krogan. I can't see us winning this thing without them. Get them to help us, and then we can help you.” Victus said. Jane blinked in surprise and John grinned.
“Well luckily I do have member of clan Urdnot in my family.”
"As if Wrex would miss out on this fight,” Jane said before she sighed. “Though I’m not sleeping with him again. After that initiation ceremony I couldn’t walk straight for a week.”
“What do you mean again?!” Garrus exclaimed.
“Ummm…”
OMAKE 3
"Yo, Little Lady, boss man is coming," Bull called from outside Belle's office door.
"Thanks, Bull, " Belle said as she flipped a switch under her desk. Various plans and layouts flipped on the walls revealing her "artwork" where once the layouts were. Belle continued to look over the script as Toby walked in, making a face at the giant painting of Bull behind Belle.
"And you call me a perv," Toby huffed.
"I make artwork," Belle huffed. "What did you want?"
"Wrex wants to renegotiate his contract," Toby said and Belle's eyes widened.
"What? Why?" Belle cried and Toby shuddered.
"He wants a portrait," he did not sound pleased by that. Belle thought about that. Wrex nude would be a great thing to put over her plan safe. While she trusted Kasumi, sometimes the simplest deterrent could be the best.
"Fine," Belle shrugged and Toby's jaw dropped.
"Fine!" he cried and she nodded.
"Why not...I kind want to see what a quad looks like anyway, I just can't picture it," Belle said as Toby turned green. "Go tell him okay."
"Ugh," Toby shuddered as he walked out. Belle sat down and was about to press the switch again when a voice called.
"Miss Belle, I wanted to show you my petition!" Samantha Traynor called and Belle grimaced.
"Come in, Specialist Traynor," Belle said and as Samantha walked in, she immediately looked down. "What is this petition?"
"A few of the shippers asked me if I would be willing to show you the petition for a Jane-female pairing," Samantha said and Belle got an evil idea.
"I suppose I could glance at it, but only if you do something for me," Belle said, letting the evil grin out. Traynor looked nervous.
"What might that be?" she asked.
"Wrex renegotiated his contract," Belle stated as she got up and began to approach Traynor.
"I see. What do you need me to do?" she asked.
"He wants a position on my walls," Belle said spreading out her arms, indicating the male forms around them, and Traynor's face paled. "So, I need an assistant to help me color match paint to his skin."
"I would be horrible at that!" she nervously said and Belle shrugged as she moved to the couch to begin setting up. Traynor didn't need to know that Wrex might not be around for hours or even days.
"It's easy," Belle said, barely holding back evil giggles. "I'll mix the paint...you just apply it to his skin and see if it matches. What do you say to..." Belle turned as her office door slammed shut. "Awwww...was that a no?"
"Little Lady, you do realize you might be evil," Bull said from outside her office and Belle laughed villainously.
"Maybe, but it can be fun to make certain characters cry," Belle said. "I bet Toby comes back later to yell at me for that." She headed to her desk and flipped the switch. The giant image of Bull behind her was the only picture that never moved.
OMAKE 4
“Begone foul usurpers! The Shenko’s shall triumph this day!”
“Never! The Shekarian are the true romance for we are bromances too! CHAAAARGE!”
Tobias sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose as he stood on the wall (without costume this time thank you very much) and watched as the latest fight raged because of Belle and her refusal to commit to a pairing. The stress headache he felt was slamming into him mightily along with the loud roar of the battlefield as the clang of metal upon metal echoed before him.
“I think this might be escalating just a bit,” Cullen commented as he watched alongside the author. Toby opened his eyes and winced as he saw people trying to impale people from the opposing faction.
“Someone thinks they’re a Vlad the Impaler,” Tobias muttered before signaling. Further down the wall Legion took careful aim and shot the offending people who were trying to escalate the conflict. They all went down with well-placed tranq shots and the guards rushed in to pull of the offenders from the battlefield. At least for today anyways.
“Oh, I know Toby I think I’ll have Jane kiss Kaidan in the hospital just before Menae,” Toby snarked as he imitated Belle. “It will be so sweet and awkward later! Yeah, well you don’t watch the factions do you because they begin harassing you now do you? You force me to clean up after you!”
“Sir I regret to inform you that the workers for the arc 3 studios won’t make it in today,” a random minion informed Toby. He sighed and turned to glare at them.
“Why the hell not?” he demanded.
“Apparently the shipper factions stole a shipment of wood meant for the studio builds so they could work on their own…projects,” he explained. Tobias growled and made his way off the wall to go stomping towards the Twin Fates building.
“Okay now I need escalate things myself. God, I need a break.” Tobias muttered as he headed inside to call a few people to see if they were willing to be hired on staff.
Belle Note: For transparency. I am creating a love triangle, not encouraging this rabid ship war. Also, while Toby would love to paint himself as an innocent, he was the one who suggested the Kaidan hospital kiss scene. His exact words were "like Snow White." Don't fall for this act, he's as guilty as I am for fanning the flames of the ship wars.
Toby’s Note: Bull shit answer is bullshit Belle. This ship war is all on you.
Belle Note 2: *just gives the audience a knowing look and smirks*
OMAKE 5
“Where is Toby?” Belle demanded. Her fellow author had been missing for a while. She had cut him some slack given his recent family tragedy and lack of motivation but he claimed to have finished the chapter a week ago but hadn’t sent it to her yet. His new personal assistant wasn’t making it easier either.
“I am under no obligation to answer to you,” Morrigan said with a sniff. “I do believe however that if you were to check your e-mail on occasion you might find what you are looking for.”
Not to mention she scared the shit out of Belle.
“I was here well before you were,” Belle argued. “Not to mention I control half this studio. I swear to God if you don’t tell me where he is, I will have Iron Bull here make you tell me!”
“What Bull?” Morrigan drawled. Belle whirled around and was surprised to see Iron Bull had been replaced with a Bull Frog wearing armor like Bull’s. Given the mournful croak the bull frog gave and the irony of it she knew instantly what Morrigan had done.
“You bi-!” Belle whirled around to see a closing portal with the famed Witch of the Wilds disappearing through it. She growled in irritation and scooped up the transfigured Qunari.
“Come on Bull, I think I can find a mage to help us out,” Belle sighed.
In another location Morrigan reappeared. Glancing around the high-tech apartment she made her way upstairs and as she did waved her hand over herself to change her clothing to something far more scandalous and appropriate for soaking in a hot tub.
“Mr. Fiften the lady has been pacified for now,” Morrigan said rather smoothly as she entered the large bathroom that contained said hot tub. Her employer was reclining in the tub, his eyes closed as Elizabeth sat behind him rubbing his temples.
“Thank you Morrigan,” Tobias said, keeping his eyes closed as he felt the attentions of his Liz from the Lizverse and the heat of the hot tub ease the ache out of him. “Would you like to join us?”
“Yes, thank you,” Morrigan said as she slipped into the hot tub and picking up a chilled drink from a nearby cooler. Say what you want about the man but he paid well and the benefits were exquisite.
“Toby why don’t you have this in your office?” Tali asked, enjoying the hot waters as well and thankful she didn’t need to wear that suit in off hours.
“One, we just completed this for arc three. Two, I like to keep this kind of thing out of the public eye,” Toby said not opening his eyes as he spoke. “Three, I don’t want to intimidate people like Belle does with her art. Four, I need a break from dealing with the shipping war Belle started. And lastly…” Toby trailed off into a happy groan as Elizabeth moved down to his neck.
“And last?” Zelda asked, her blonde hair spread out in the water.
“And lastly Belle is earning the reputation as the pervert between us.” Toby said, opening his eyes to smirk at his companions. “Why spoil that image?”
Belle Note: Toby wrote this one. I love Morrigan and I am far too smart to ever threaten that woman in any way, shape, or form. Plus, I would never risk my The Iron Bull like that. You bring meat shields you don't care about for that.
Toby Note: *raises an eyebrow at Belle and shakes his head before turning to the readers* You see what I must put up with? I write a funny omake but noooo…someone must get the last word in. And you see what she calls warriors like me? Meat shields. I have to put with that shit, daily.
Belle Note 2: At least I respect you enough to call you a meat shield to your face. Besides, you love to aggro and I accept the lower scores without complaint.
OMAKE 6
Liara, blue pretty.
Tali, purple, bouncy arse.
Miranda, sexy, lingerie.
Kasumi, sexy Japanese, voyeur.
Jane, scary, dominatrix. Once.
Bakara, rough, once just say you did.
Funny! Boobage!
Belle stared at the Omake 6 script and wondered what the hell had happened. Toby had sent back the latest revision of TF30 but this new omake wasn’t funny. It wasn’t even a story it was like a tween first writing fanfiction poetry after hitting puberty. She pinched the bridge of her nose and began the long walk across the studio lot. Things were being set up for the next locations and soon enough she reached Toby's office. She knocked on the door before opening it. She was looking at the weird script as she began to talk.
"Toby, what is this?" she asked before looking up. She froze. Toby was smiling happily as he slowly chewed on a Dairy Queen burger. She looked around, the normal layout of his desk was rumpled, YouTube was playing the trailer for Godzilla vs Kong. Something was not right.
"Belle...Belle, how did you like the, um, the script?" he asked a doofy smile on his face. Belle stared at his eyes. Slowly she reached one hand into her hoodie pocket.
"It was...different, Dru, er....Toby," Belle said with a gentle smile. "Is your lunch good?"
"Yes, it is," he grinned before taking another bite and then slowly chewing as he noticed the video had ended. While Toby went to queue up another video Belle slipped from the room and closed the door.
"This is a Code Grey, I repeat, we have a Code Grey. Drug Toby has escaped!" Belle said into the walkie talkie. "I need The Iron Bull, Vega, Jack...bring all the big guns. We need to get Toby back..."
To Be Continued...
Notes:
Belle AN: So...I hope this has gotten a few shippers concerned. I really do hope I can create a love triangle worthy of Jane Shepard. It all starts here. Also, we're fighting the Reapers with a little more of an edge than the game got.
Toby AN: I’m sorry for the delay on this you guys. I wasn’t really feeling up to writing and my grandmother on my mother’s side passed away recently. So, it's been pretty weird here. I hope I get the next chapter done quickly given it's my turn but this one was rough to write. I hope you enjoyed.
Second Toby AN: Okay so I need to add this because it literally happened during our personal review and finalization process. I got my tax return refund and bought a TV. I set it up in my basement which I am turning into a game room and taking the empty box upstairs I slipped on the stairs, fell off the stairs and landed on my right side on the basement floor. Which is concrete covered by crappy carpet I haven’t replaced yet. I dislocated my right elbow. I ache SO much right now. Apparently, another me, an evil drugged me appeared after my trip to the hospital. Drugged Toby apparently called Belle, had a full conversation I do not remember, bought a Dairy Queen meal, ate half of it and left the rest for the cat. I have no recollection of this which amuses Belle to no end. So that was a fun night.
Chapter 32: Children with Scars
Summary:
The Shepards to prepare for the War Advisory Board when they get the call that Grissom Academy needs help. Amongst the Cerberus crew is a new opponent who has the Shepards in their sight.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: So this is Toby's baby and I won't reveal what I mean because I'm not giving a bit of it away before you read. Let's just say when we first hashed out ME3 this was NOT in the script, but Toby was apparently struck by lightning when he thought of this ripple. 100% credit to him, I hope we get you guys on the edge of your seats for this one.
Toby's Note: I hope you folks enjoy this one. It went through a bit of a process and Belle really helped me work this out. When I told her about my idea she just fell in love with the idea and her excitement for it motivated me to get this written out pretty quick after the last chapter.
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Chapter Text
Chapter 31: Children with Scars
Earth Date: October 19th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-transit
“I’m sorry Shepard, but the Asari will not attend this war summit,” Councilor Tevos informed John who scowled.
“Councilor, I realize that among your species the Councilor is also a leader. All I’m asking for is for you to appoint someone to represent Asari interests. The Salarians and Turians will attend, as I’m sure Jane will convince Wrex to attend for the Krogan. I’m also convinced the Quarians and Geth will be there as well. Now is the time to pull together, not apart,” John stated and Tevos gave him a condescending look.
“I understand what you hope to accomplish, however, we have been down this road before. As I stated the Asari will not be a part of this war council,” she said before the transmission cut off. John cursed and slammed the data pad in his onto his desk.
“Damn,” John snarled and glanced to his left. Liara was watching from nearby, between EDI’s holographic projector and the fish tank.
“It was worth a try John,” Liara said and John sighed.
“I’m sorry I didn’t even get to use the information you provided me,” John said and Liara just smiled at him.
“That’s alright. I’m sure I can use the knowledge of Tevos’s relationship with Aria for something else we need later,” Liara noted. John nodded and turned back to the display in his room.
“I should try and call Tali to ask-” John was cut off as everything seemed to flicker for a moment. The comms in his room turned on shortly after.
“John? EDI just went offline.” Joker reported and John frowned, exchanging a glance with Liara who looked annoyed.
“What do you mean offline?” John questioned.
“The diagnostic I ran earlier showed a slight power surge in her core earlier but she noted it was the result of a routine access protocol being run,” Liara added.
“I don’t know. She’s not responding and I can’t access the AI core diagnostics,” Joker reported, worry clear in his voice. “You better get down to deck three. You’re the only one with access codes to override the core door locks.”
“Yeah, I’m on it.” John replied and sighed before turning to his lover. “Would you mind calling Tali and the Quarian Leadership?”
“Of course, John,” Liara said, heading for his desk to access it with her usual grace. John headed for the elevator and wondered just what the AI was up to.
~*TF*~
Jane exited her shuttle in the Normandy's shuttle bay. As she hopped out she considered the advantages of having both ships available. The Okinawa might have the SR-1's engine but it sure did not have the quantum entanglement communications array that the SR-2 did. After half an hour of trying to speak to Admiral Hackett through the comm distortion, Jane gave up and asked Joker to let her board to use the array. Anderson had let her see the schematics so she knew what to expect. She was in her Captain uniform and saluted the various Alliance crew as she headed to the elevator and up to the CIC.
"Captain Shepard," Specialist Traynor saluted.
"Where's John?" Jane asked and Traynor looked at the elevator.
"Something's going on with EDI," she said and Jane nodded.
"He doesn't need me looking over his shoulder on his ship. I'm going to use the array to contact Hackett, the Okinawa is great for a lot, but Normandy's got the stronger comm system," Jane sighed and Traynor nodded. Jane headed into the new heart of the SR-2. Anderson had designed it well, Jane fought the urge to swear at the thought that her brother was too dumb to stay in the Alliance. She shook her head and headed to the comms.
"Shepard?" Hackett seemed confused before he saw her. "Ah, Captain, smart using the SR-2."
"I could barely understand ever other word, Sir," Jane said as she looked at the Admiral.
"Long story short, I was trying to explain that Udina...appointed me as the War Advisory board representative for Earth," Hackett stated and Jane rolled her eyes.
"With the work you are doing on Project Redemption?" she asked and Hackett nodded in understanding. "He was barely tolerable as the Councilor but now as the highest ranking politician..."
"The priority is building the weapon, I will not leave this position unguarded and while we are slowly collecting more and more of the finest members of the galaxy's scientific and engineering community, their safety is essential for our success," Hackett stated.
"How are our colonies doing?" Jane asked and Hackett looked pleased.
"You preparations, the Prothean tactics, and the anonymous writings of a certain incarcerated individual are making the difference, the Reapers are finding things a lot harder than they expected, we're not winning, but the colonies are doing a hell of a lot better than Earth," Hackett said and Jane nodded.
"What's your plan for the War Advisory board?" Jane asked.
"You will be my representative for the War Advisory board. Once you get them collected and the initial meeting is done I want them to here with me at Project Redemption. The security for the project will easily be able to accommodate some VIPs," he stated and Jane stared in shock, her jaw going slightly slack. She was going to be the human voice for the pivotal initial actions of the War Advisory board.
"You want me to speak for you, Sir?" Jane asked and Hackett nodded.
"You know what is at risk, you know better than any other member of the Alliance military just what we are up against. I can think of no one better to be my voice," he said and Jane felt overwhelmed for a moment.
"I didn't learn any of it alone, Sir," she said and he nodded.
"You and your brother put more of yourselves into this war than any other human, I would be honored for you to start this process. Once we have a War Advisory board in order, we can bring them here and the board can make our plans as this thing gets constructed," Hackett said and Jane saluted.
"I will do my best to make sure you have a complete War Advisory board as soon as I can," Jane said and Hackett nodded as he returned the salute.
"I have full faith in you, Captain, Hackett out," he said. As his image blinked out Jane fought the tears in her eyes. To know the highest-ranking man in the Alliance military trusted her this much...she steeled her spine, she had to not just live up to those expectations, she needed to exceed them.
~*TF*~
After seeing EDI take control of the body John followed her into the bridge where she sat down in the co-pilot chair. The pilot did a double take before a large grin filled his face.
“John, have you see this?” Joker said, voice filled with joy. “Check out my new co-pilot!”
“So she installs herself into a new body, a former killbot I might add, without any help from you?” John questioned, doubt plain to see.
“Come on, Spectre, don’t you trust me?” Joker scoffed.
“No,” John bit out, giving him a look as he crossed his arms.
“That’s a fair point.” Joker allowed. “Okay let me put it this way, if I knew EDI was going to install herself into a sexy robot body, do you honestly think I’d be able to keep quiet about it? Look at that!” Joker held up his hands as if he was talking a picture of EDI. “I’d have baked a cake!”
“I am right here, Jeff,” EDI said awkwardly and quietly.
“Yes EDI, yes you are,” Joker drawled. John had the feeling piloting the Normandy had just gotten a lot more complicated.
~*TF*~
"Captain Shepard, you have a call from Krup'avathi Sakeenah," EDI stated and Jane blinked. That was fast, she had messaged the Dramaye ambassador on the Citadel right after Hackett and was preparing to leave.
"Thank you for responding so quickly, Ambassador Sakeenah," Jane said and the Batarian nodded before smiling.
"It is good to see you, Jane," Krup'avathi said. "I am surprised you are inviting us to the war summit. We are not a major part of the Citadel." Jane shook her head.
"The Dramaye are the Batarian people's government now," Jane said. "Your people are pacifists out of choice, but your people do know how to fight and defend your territories when provoked. You deserve a voice on the War Advisory board as a race that is combat experienced. The Dramaye lost Khar'shan decades ago because the Hegemony targeted you and you were outnumbered. Khar'shan has been decimated by the Reapers, Batarians are fleeing Hegemony space, and your people are there to collect and help them." Krup'avathi stared at Jane and nodded.
"The Dramaye do not like to start conflict...but we do know how to stop it," she said as she thought. "You wish for one of our warriors to come and give voice to our small military?" Jane smirked. The Dramaye were not weak fighters, they were extremely well trained. Dramaye special strike teams had been hitting slavers for decades, taking out slave teams and mercenary groups multiple times the size of their strike teams and rescuing slaves, the Batarian slaves would usually join the Dramaye and other races would be returned to their nearest colony. A Dramaye strike team was worth ten Hegemony strike teams.
"You have strike team leaders, choose the best one with the most successes in combat, defense or offense. We need to see the Reapers with all eyes, not just Human, Turian, Asari, and Salarian. Urdnot Wrex of the Krogan will be coming, we are anticipating Admiral Tali'Zorah from the Quarians, and a Geth unit known as Legion to represent the Geth. I ask that you send one of your people," Jane said. Krup'avathi looked thoughtful.
"What of the Elcor, the Volus, the Hanar?" she asked and Jane smiled.
"The Volus are supporting the Turians already, Volus supplies are a key part of the military effort, but they have been a client race of the Turians for so long their fleet relies more on Turian military direction than Volus. The Hanar have been donating materials, including Drell squads to protect key Relays but they are more espionage based in their tactics which is not as useful against Reapers. The Elcor are willing to aid, but by nature they do not do well in waging war, they are raising military volunteers for joining other Council race units. The last four military efforts by elcor were all directed by VI," Jane explained and Krup'avathi nodded as she thought. The Batarian was looking at something.
"I will contact our military leaders and I will allow them to decide who we send. Our people do not like to engage in violence..." Krup'avathi said but then her eyes narrowed. "...however, Khar'shan is our homeworld and we do owe the Reapers for what they did to her. You will have the Dramaye government's representative's name within the next forty-eight hours."
"I will look forward to greeting your representative," Jane said. "May the rain nurture the soil."
"May the sun nurture the crops," Krup'avathi replied as she blinked out. Jane nodded as she headed out. She should probably get back to the Okinawa, it had been a bitch and a half to get Javik to stay on the ship, he seemed certain Jane was coming to the Normandy to go fight Reapers, not play politics. Jane shook her head as she started out.
"Can you believe it?" one of the door guards said as Jane paused for her scan.
"She's in that mech they got from Mars," the other nodded and Jane froze.
"Who is in what mech?" Jane demanded and the two guards gave her a look.
~*TF*~
“Tell me that again,” Jane said, disbelief plain in her voice.
“EDI is now in charge of Dr. Eva’s body,” John explained. “And Joker is way too happy about it.” Jane just stared at him.
“EDI is in the killer robot body that almost killed Kaidan. And Joker’s happy about it,” Jane said flatly.
“Well, to be fair, it looks a lot different now,” John noted as Liara entered the conference room.
“As long as I don’t feel compelled to shoot her on sight I think it’ll be fine,” Jane muttered.
“I’m happy to say that Tali will be at the summit,” Liara broke in to change the topic. “She has requested we put on the agenda getting allowances made to have the Geth legally move about Council space.” John winced at that.
“I should have thought about that,” he admitted.
“I forgot about that too,” Jane noted. “I’m sure General Victus will get something written up, especially for the Geth and Quarian fleets.”
“If I recall correctly the Geth have a fleet equal to size to the Turians and even without the Civilian fleet the Quarians already out number them. They would be a huge asset,” John noted.
“The downside is the time it will take to get everyone at the agreed upon summit coordinates,” Liara noted. “At least four days.”
“I hate that but it's realistic,” Jane noted. “I’m just happy the Dramaye will attend.” The conference room doors slid open as Traynor walked in.
“I’m sorry to interrupt Spectres but I found something while scanning Alliance channels,” Traynor said. John gestured for her continue. “Grissom Academy is sending out an SOS. A Turian evac transport responded to their distress call so normally I wouldn’t say to worry about it but something sounded off in the signal. I asked EDI to analyze it and she informed me it was a fake signal, something the Collectors had used to lure you to trap but this had been altered using Cerberus algorithms. This seems to be covering something called…’a snatch and collar operation’? The academy is only a few hours away.”
“Shit!” John snarled and Traynor jerked. “Damn good work, Traynor.” John said as he bolted for the door. “EDI! Tell Joker, emergency course change!” Traynor watched the man go running out and felt Jane pat her comfortingly on the shoulder.
“What John forgot to explain is a 'snatch and collar operation' is basically a slave grab,” Jane explained, her face in a grim expression. “It’s similar to what people call a 'snatch and grab' but what they grab are people. With all those kids if you hadn’t spotted it, they would have all been taken before we could have helped.”
“Thank you, Captain,” Traynor said in relief. “Do you need to call the Okinawa?”
"Already on it," Jane stated as she hit her comm. "Green. I'm not going to be heading over just yet. It looks like we need to jump to Grissom yesterday."
"What's going on, ma'am?" Green said in her ear.
"Cerberus is going after the academy, go FTL and be prepared to assist the Normandy with a potential space fight," Jane ordered.
"Wait...you want me to keep up with Jeff Moreau..." Green stammered.
"I thought he was your hero?" Jane teased her pilot.
"He is! I...I don't know if I can..." Green said and Jane smirked.
"Trust me, Green, I wouldn't be asking if I didn't think you could. I've known Joker longer, but I've seen you fly just as long, you can keep up," Jane said. "See you at Grissom."
"Javik's going to be pissed you went and had fun without him," Green commented.
"There we go, use that spine you have from talking back to the Terror of the Hegemony to take on Jeff 'Joker' Moreau," Jane encouraged. "Shepard out."
"Is the Okinawa pilot really good enough to keep up with Joker?" Traynor asked and Jane nodded.
"Joker graduated flight school a few years ahead of Green, but Green was top of his class, he looked up to Joker. Plus...with EDI's new body...Joker might not be flying with full brain capacity..." Jane considered and Traynor chuckled.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 19th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Just outside Grissom Academy
“What do we got Joker?” John asked as he entered the cockpit. EDI and Joker were working away as Joker brought up a general overlay of the area.
“There’s the folks who answered the distress call,” Joker noted pointing out the ships surrounding the academy. “A Cerberus cruiser with at least a dozen fighters on blockade duty. Too many for us in a straight up fight. They must want this place bad.”
“Green, do we have you patched in?” Jane asked.
"Reading the Normandy loud and clear," Green stated.
"I want to let the Normandy take the lead, she's bigger and stronger, let the Okinawa display the grace of a smaller vessel and give the big girl back up," Jane ordered and John grunted in agreement.
“We’re receiving an incoming transmission,” EDI spoke up.
“Let’s hear it,” John ordered and EDI patched the comms in.
“SSV Normandy this is Kahlee Sanders, director if Grissom Academy. We need immediate assistance. Cerberus is attacking the facility. They’re after my students!” a woman reported.
“This is Spectre John Shepard, we’re blocked on a direct approach.” John noted.
“I know they’ve taken control of the shuttle bays,” Kahlee informed him and John scowled.
“Any alternatives?”
“There’s an auxiliary cargo port I could probably open.” She mused.
“All right. We’ll come in by shuttle and get your students out of there,” John said and the comm signal cut off as he turned to the pilot he knew could do anything. “Joker can you give us a diversion?”
“Oh boy can I!” Joker said gleefully and Jane rolled her eyes.
~*TF*~
"Keep the shuttle in position! We'll be back!" John said to Cortez as the team double checked their equipment.
"You are keeping your gear on the Normandy?" Garrus asked and Jane shook her head, slightly bashful around the Turian.
"No, I'm keeping a spare set on my shuttle, in case I'm on the Normandy and this situation occurs, I don't have to waste time sending for my gear off the Okinawa," Jane explained.
"Smart move, being prepared," he nodded.
"You've been to the Academy before," Liara commented as they prepared.
"Guest lectured a couple times now. I like to show the biotic kids we are more than just living shield generators, we can be leaders and specialists too. Human and Turian views on biotics are bad. Hell, Krogan and Batarians treat their biotics more like Asari and Salarians do," Jane commented as the shuttle landed in the cargo port.
"Let's go," John said and Jane pulled her pistol. They moved in a tight formation down the hallway.
"Captain, Spectre, I'm locked in the server room around the corner," Kahlee said over the comms. "Cerberus troops are trying to get in."
"Liara, I'll throw a singularity, you throw a warp," Jane suggested and Liara smirked with a nod.
"Fast and efficient," John said with a nod before he engaged the door. Jane threw the singularity between two Cerberus troops, Liara quickly threw a warp. Garrus shot the trooper at the door as John made sure they were covered. "Quick and clean." John nodded at them and they headed to the door.
"Sanders, we're clear. It's me," Jane called. The door opened and Kahlee moved out from behind cover.
"Good to see you again, Captain. Thank you, Spectre, Admiral Anderson always said you were the best," she said moving from Jane to John. "And with Cerberus coming for my students I need the best."
"How many of you are there?" John asked.
"Fewer than twenty. Most were sent home when word of the Reaper invasion spread. But a few volunteered to stay. Some are prototyping tech for the Alliance. Others are biotics. They've been training for military operations, working together as biotic artillery," Kahlee explained and Jane huffed.
"Biotic artillery sounds good in theory, but it's not going to lead to any advancement in careers," Jane stated and Kahlee looked away at that.
"We need an advantage against Reapers and biotics are one of the few things we have superiority with," Kahlee stated and Jane's eyes narrowed. John moved in front of her, recognizing the signs of a fight they didn't have the time for.
"You said something about Admiral Anderson?" John asked and Jane shot her brother a look before stepping back, giving him a look indicating she was pissed but accepting the attempt to change the conversation's direction.
"Yes. We met...God, what's it been? Twenty years ago, when he was a Spectre candidate. I was there when Saren betrayed him. David saved my life that day. He's a good man," Kahlee said and John nodded.
"He was on Earth when the Reapers hit. He stayed behind when I got off world," John confessed. Kahlee's face dropped slightly.
"I hadn't heard...We've been cut off from most news. He's alive?" she asked and Jane wondered about what exactly happened twenty years ago.
"Alive and fighting. He's currently leading the resistance movement," John explained, Kahlee's face brightened at that.
"Good. If we get out of here...Well, just tell him to stay alive," she said.
"A few months of knocking over practice dummies can't prepare your students for war," Jane butted in.
"Agreed, but the Alliance needs every resource it can get, and our students are unique...resources," Kahlee admitted.
"They're still kids," Jane said and Kahlee looked at Jane.
"They wanted to help. How could we say no with the galaxy falling apart?" Kahlee asked and Jane paused. Were she a kid and this happened...yeah...Jane probably would offer the same. "Hang on. I've been trying to get communications working."
"This is Froeberg! There are students trapped in Orion Hall! Cerberus has us boxed in. They're closing fast!" a voice called over the comms.
"Damn it!" Kahlee cried and the Shepards shared a look.
"Orion Hall?" John asked and Jane clapped his shoulder.
"I know the way," Jane said.
"I can get the door open," Kahlee confirmed.
"We bring them back here, and we'll make a run for the shuttle," John said and Jane nodded as she took point.
"Thank you, Spectre, Captain. I'll stay put. With luck, I can regain control of some of our systems," Kahlee nodded
~*TF*~
The door opened to reveal a window, behind it two Cerberus troops and a Cerberus engineer were dragging a young adult. The kid thrashed and cried out.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!” John snarled as he emptied his clip into the glass as the student was dragged away by the Cerberus troopers. When his rifle ran dry he slammed his fist on the glass window and watched helplessly as they passed through the door opposite them.
“It’s reinforced and coated,” Jane noted, scowling. "My biotics didn’t do anything. They must have treated it in case a student has a biotic flare up.”
“Fuckers,” John growled, not really paying attention to his sister but still focused on the student.
“We’ll get him back,” Liara said and John nodded angrily.
“Damn right we will.” John growled. As they headed for the only unlocked door and John changed his thermal clip as voice came out over the station’s speakers.
“Children know that we are here to help you,” the man said. His voice was modulated, unrecognizable but sounded male to John. “The Alliance has abandoned you. Your parents have abandoned you. Cerberus has not. Your technical skills and biotic abilities will turn the tide of this war. Just surrender yourselves to the next Cerberus trooper you see and you will be taken to safety.”
“He sounds very condescending to me,” Jane noted as they moved deeper into the facility.
“I hope I get a chance to shut him up,” Garrus noted. They moved deeper into a what appeared to be an open communal area. John came to stop when he heard voices of Cerberus troopers. Motioning to the others to follow he quietly headed around the corner. Slightly down the way there was student, encased in a biotic shield. The troopers were standing around him.
“Reiley Bellarmine, drop the barrier, now!” The trooper was ordering. “Nobody's going to hurt you. The file says we need you alive. But your sister? She’s optional. You give us trouble, we’ll find her.”
“The hell you will!” John snarled as he opened fire. The troopers were caught off guard as John and the others shot them in the back. They went down in spray of gunfire and didn’t move when they hit the deck. As they moved closer John pushed one of the trooper’s bodies out of the way with his foot. “You okay kid?”
“Yeah, yeah, I’m okay,” Reiley said, breathing hard as he fell to his knees. Jane shot John a look of understanding. The kid must have held the barrier up for awhile.
“Stay here for a moment, play dead until it's safe. When the coast is clear head to Kahlee Sanders in security,” Jane said.
“Okay, but my sister, Seanne, is out here somewhere, too,” Reiley informed them.
“We’ll find her, just rest here for bit,” Garrus said. Reiley nodded and John patted him on the shoulder as they moved by him. The next door led into a classroom and they moved through quietly. Jane was looking over a couple of their pads as they walked. When they reached the teacher’s desk and Jane read the pad she snorted.
“What is it?” John asked and Jane shook her head, grinning a bit.
“Just a feeling.” She said. “I think I know who the teacher is.” John gave her a look before shaking his head at her antics. They opened the door into the open area on the opposite side. Troopers were searching the room. One spotted them and tried to call out a warning. Jane’s Widow let out a large crack as she opened fire and the trooper went flying back. The room erupted into chaos of bullets and biotics as the twins fell back in sync with Liara and Garrus. John skidded to the right, taking cover behind a planter as Liara’s shockwave sent several troops flying away. Garrus hit the engineer trying to place a turret with an overload making the turret explode in his face just before Jane picked the man up in a lift before hurtling him into the troopers Liara had sent flying. They landed in a heap across from them and John sent a grenade skittering along the floor. The explosion made the chance of any of the Ceberus soldiers surviving a moot point. It was quiet for a few minutes as John looked the field over.
“Clear,” Jane said as she stood up from behind her own cover.
“Clear,” John agreed as he got up as well to join the others.
“Glad to see none of you have lost a step,” Garrus noted. “You especially Liara. I’ve heard you’ve been sitting behind a desk for the past few months.”
“I still did my own personal training regimen in the morning Garrus Vakarian,” Liara said with a sniff. “My own reports said you took a few weeks off to pursue other interests. Such as a seminar of human and Turian courtship practices.”
“Oh really?” John drawled, amused.
“Can we not talk about this?” Jane groaned, her cheeks flushing, she and Garrus had not been able to speak at all...she wasn't sure if she should be thankful or not.
“Well I think-” John stopped as they rounded a corner into a hallway and saw girl on the floor, leaning against the sofas as she clutched at her side.
“Stay back!” she cried, looking at them in wide eyed panic. “I’ll, I’ll…”
“Goddess she’s bleeding!” Liara exclaimed, all their friendly banter forgotten.
“I have a medkit, hold on kid,” Jane soothed as she moved toward the girl. She weakly tried to push Jane away but John knelt next to her.
“Hey, hey, we’re not with Cerberus. I’m John Shepard with the Spectres,” John soothed. “This is my sister Jane. Captain Shepard with the Alliance and she’s a Spectre too.”
“I, I know you...” she whimpered. Jane quickly applied medi-gel to the wound to stop the bleeding. "You visited last year...with your varren." Jane smiled.
"I did, you must have been in the younger class," Jane said. The medigel was in good shape. As she bandaged the girl up John realized something.
“Are you Seanne?” he asked and she looked at him in a daze.
“How do you know my name?” she said softly and John sighed in relief.
“We met your brother earlier. He’s okay, in fact, Garrus is going to go get him right now,” John said giving his friend a pointed look. Garrus nodded and hurried back the way they came. “We saved your brother earlier and we’ll get him to take you to Kahlee Sanders in security.”
“Oh thank God,” she sighed before she winced. Jane jabbed her with a local and tightened the bandages on her side.
“Seanne!” Reiley cried as Garrus escorted the teen to his sister. Seanne burst into relieved tears as she saw her brother and held out her arms to him. He knelt to hug his sister.
“Reiley are you good to carry Seanne back to security?” John asked after they had their moment. “We’ve cleared a path for you but we need to keep going forward to rescue the others.”
“I can do it, Spectre,” Reiley said, looking at the man gratefully.
“Good man,” John said, standing up. “Give it a few minutes after we move out and then head back to security.” As the team moved off Jane glanced back at the students as they moved off.
“What could have been.” She murmured.
~*TF*~
The group reached the entrance to Orion Hall and Jane noticed a Cerberus hack station.
"Is that what I think it is?" Jane asked and Garrus moved towards it.
"A Cerberus hub to block communications?" he asked and Jane nodded. An overload blew up the generator and the Ascension logo appeared.
"Shepards, you are miracle workers. Students, if you can hear me, this is Kahlee Sanders. I am still alive, and help is coming," Kahlee's voice said. "Captain Shepard, Spectre Shepard, and an Alliance team are here to rescue us. Stay safe. Get to me if you can, or send me a message if you need help. I'm at the security station near the room where we had Holly's birthday party."
"Alliance?" Garrus huffed.
"I forget which military is supporting the Normandy and Okiawa?" Jane quipped as they rushed to the next door. It opened to reveal a group of students and someone with a familiar face. Said face was throwing two Cerberus troopers.
"Yo, Jack!" Jane cried and Jack turned to look.
"Shepards," Jack said with a smirk. When an Atlas mech started to enter the room. Jack ran, sliding across the floor to protect one of her students. Jane ran to flank on the opposite side.
"Hey Psychotic, want to make a wish?" Jane asked with a crazed grin. Jack laughed as the two biotics grabbed the mech. "How much have you been practicing?"
"Please, you're too goodie two shoes to beat me," Jack shot back. The mech pilot was struggling as the mech began to groan under the biotic strain. the arms began to contort as the two biotics glowed before it was torn into two pieces. The pilot dropped to the ground in shock, looking at his hands as if it were a miracle he survived. He looked up in time for Jane to put a bullet into his skull.
"Kahlee said she was putting out an SOS. I had no idea the Queen of the Girl Scouts would show up with her special needs brother," Jack chuckled before looking up at the students. "All right, amp check! Prangley, those fields were weak. Cerberus isn't gonna lie down out of pity like that girl you took to prom. Grab juice and an energy bar. We move in five." Jack and Jane headed over to the rest of the team and Jane was shocked when Jack punched John across the face.
"Hey! Why do I get hit and Jane gets banter?" John cried and Jack glared.
"Damn it, how many times did I tell you not to trust Cerberus? Jane always knew that," Jack snapped and Jane said nothing, just enjoyed the show.
"You're not telling me anything I don't know, Jack," John huffed.
"Oh, do you feel bad? Well shit..." Jack started, but then Jane moved next to John.
"Knock it off, Jack, we're here to rescue you from Cerberus. John's crew was the one to catch on to what Cerberus was doing and John practically set Joker on fire to get us here," Jane said and Jack looked like she wanted to fight more. "We need to get your kids to safety." Jack looked at Jane, then John and huffed.
"What? No hello for me, Jack?" Garrus teased and Jack gave him a look.
"Bite me, Garrus, better yet, bite her, I bet she likes it that way," Jack snapped and Jane fought the blush.
"Maybe I don't need to..." Jane paused.
"Don't need to what?" Jack snapped and Jane looked up at the students. "Fuh...fine then, we have bigger fish to fry."
"I will trash talk you the second we don't have an audience," Jane hissed under her breath.
"Aw, protecting your Turian boy toy," Jack hissed back.
"Ladies!" John coughed.
"Okay. Right now, all I care about is getting my guys out of here," Jack said.
"Your guys?" John asked and Jack looked up at the students.
"Yeah. I guess so," she said in a tender voice. Jane fought the urge to yank the biotic's chain instead smiling and slapping Jack on the shoulder.
"I can't think of anybody who could care about them more," Jane said.
"Your recommendation got me here," Jack said. "I owe you for that. Besides. They responded well to my teaching style." She looked smug.
"The psychotic biotic!" one of the students above cried.
"I will destroy you," another cried and Jane laughed at the impression.
"Drink your juice, Rodriguez. You couldn't destroy wet tissue paper!" Jack cried up and Jane nodded at her friend. It was nice to see who Jack had become.
"Cortez to extraction team. The Cerberus cruiser is coming back. Two minutes, tops. After that, there's no way we'll get past them," Crotez said over the comms. The team shared a look and John gave Jane a look. There was no way they could make that with these kids.
"Get out of here and back to the Normandy. We'll find another way off the station," John ordered.
"Roget that. Good luck," Cortez said before clicking off.
"Shepard to Sanders. The students are safe, but the shuttle's a no-go," Jane reported to Kahlee.
"Understood. I might know another way off the station, but I need station-wide camera access," Kahlee replied. "Can you disable the Cerberus security ovverride? It's routed through Orion Hall, so it should be nearby." John nodded at that and he quickly headed around the hall. Jane looked at Jack.
"How are the students handling the war?" Jane asked as she looked up at the kids.
"How do you think? They're a bunch of teenagers. Until recently, their biggest concern was getting laid," Jack sighed.
"You don't think they're ready for war," Jane said, she wasn't asking and Jack looked concerned.
"I don't think they have a choice," she confessed and Jane nodded solemnly.
"What do you think about this biotic artillery strike nonsense?" Jane asked.
"It's great in theory. You and I could do some real damage, but them....maybe they'll get it together once they've seen some action," Jack said.
"You don't want them on the front lines," Jane concluded and Jack huffed.
"They'd be better off as support. Put them in the back ranks, helping with barriers and shit. I don't know," Jack huffed and Jane shoved Jack's shoulder.
"You don't want to hurt their feelings..." Jane teased and Jack began to give her a dangerous look. "You like them..." Jane said it in a sing song mocking tone.
"Bitch, next time we get a chance I will fucking end you," Jack whispered and Jane grinned.
"You like me too," Jane teased and Jack began to glow blue.
"Should I worry about your relationship?" Garrus asked as the group came from upstairs.
"We cut Cerberus control in here and got the doors unlocked," John said. "Are you two okay?"
"Take your whore sister before I throw her through the damn doors," Jack huffed and Jane grinned.
"We're good," Jane said. Teasing Jack made her feel confident as she helped John pry open the doors.
"Everyone be ready. We'll go in first and draw their fire," John said.
"We'll shadow you from the second level and hit those fu....those guys from above," Jack said and Jane grinned more at the language catch.
"Just time your shots and stay safe," Jane shot back.
"All right, I didn't bust my ass training you so you could die now. Keep low, pick your targets," Jack ordered her students. As they prepared to move every students' omnitool lit up. A display screen with a man appeared.
“Ah, the famous Shepards,” the man drawled. John scowled at him. He wasn’t the typical Cerberus soldier. He was wearing a dark black armor with a full helmet. The helmet seemed to be generic but for the dark red line of paint that ran from the top of the helmet to down to past his chin and under to his throat. “I should have known you two would be the pains in my ass.”
“Who the hell are you?” Jane demanded, glaring at the video screen displayed on one of the students’ omni-tool. “Just a two-bit slaver Cerberus hired to take these kids?”
“No, not really,” the man said, his modulated voice grating on John’s nerves. “You could say they found me and mine when we were trying to patch things up as it were. When they offered me a chance to take you on I jumped in, with both feet as it were.”
“Who the hell are you?” John snarled and the man titled his head.
“Now that would be telling but you can call me by my code name, Scar.” The smug and self-named Scar said.
“What do you want?” John growled.
“Why to give subject Zero a chance to do the right thing!” Scar exclaimed, pretending to be surprised. “I’m not a monster like you.” The view on the screen changed as he moved away from the camera. He snapped his fingers at someone off screen and a pistol was handed to him. A tied-up teen was thrust at Scar who gripped him by the hair on his head, forcing the poor teen to his knees and then jerking his face to face the camera. “Say hi to Patrick Weekes. Patrick, I believe you know Subject Zero. She calls you one of her most dedicated students I believe. Not too powerful now but your work harder than most according to your aptitude reports. You have potential kid! I kinda like that.”
“What’s your fucking point?” Jack snarled and Scar chuckled.
“Well, it’s simple, Zero. You and the other kids come with us willingly or I paint the walls here with shades of Patrick,” Scar said as he thumbed off the safety and pressed the gun to Patrick’s temple.
“You son of a bitch!” Jane snarled, biotics flickered over her skin as the helpless rage grew.
“You say such sweet nothings, Captain,” Scar snarked. John’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the man. Jack looked torn and Jane’s eyes were blazing but he knew what he had to do. God forgive him, he knew.
“Is that it?” John said coldly crossing his arms. He felt everyone turn to look at him but he shut it all down. It was just him and Scar but he already had this lunatic pegged. “One boy versus these others? You’re going to kill him anyway as soon as you have them in custody and secured. Just to make a point. I heard your troopers earlier you don’t care about potential you care about what they can do now so you’ll kill him just to make Jack suffer.”
They stared at each other. John could feel Scar’s eyes boring into him despite that darkened visor. The others were glaring at John, Jack even looked like she was going to scream at him but Jane placed a hand on her shoulder. Jack whirled to face her friend, the two biotics shared the same rage, Jane's flickering biotics let Jack know she was in better control now than her Alliance friend.
“You know he’s right,” Jane whispered to Jack as the standoff between the two men continued, her voice was shaking with rage. “Patrick’s already dead.”
“Fuck,” Jack hissed. Their quiet conversation was stopped as Scar threw his head back to laugh.
“Damn, Shepard, can’t get anything by you!” Scar said. He wasn’t even looking at Patrick as he pulled the trigger. The students screamed as they saw their classmate and friend get executed in front of them, his body dropping out of sight. “How did you know I was going to kill him either way?”
“Because I’ve met men like you before,” John stated and Scar’s whole posture seemed to change. “I’ve had to make the hard choices before because of people like you. You thrive on making people suffering.”
“You’ve never met anyone like me before,” Scar snarled. “And I’ll make you understand that. See you all soon.” As soon as the feed cut off John whirled around and smashed a fist into the wall, burying his fist through.
“Damn him!” John screamed.
"Remember this!" Jane shouted, her biotics flickering. The shaken students looked at her. "Cerberus has people it wants and others it will use. They don't care about you, they will tell you whatever lies they think will give them the results they want. They will show you no mercy and they will do whatever they can to you to get you to do what they want. They just murdered your classmate to intimidate you. Imagine what they want to do to you while you're alive. Use those emotions to stay alive and make them pay." The students looked at Jane and then Jack.
"You gonna kill that son of a bitch?" Jack asked.
"Depends who gets to him first," John said and the Shepards shared a look.
"Not the only ones," Garrus growled and Liara reloaded her pistol.
The team headed out first. The beautiful atrium was a war zone. Jane took the higher area while John and Liara moved to the front. Liara and Jane ripping shields from the Cerberus Guardians. Garrus was backing up all, keeping Jane's flank clear while watching John and Liara's backs. With the biotic support from above it was easy to progress, the hardest part was taking out the Atlas mech in the center. Then it was almost too easy to take out the Cerberus forces. The team moved to head towards the shuttle bay.
"That's an impressive barrier, Octavia. Our file says you've been working on shield technology," a Cerberus soldier stated and Jane caught the two troops in a singularity. Garrus and John were quick to pick them off. The team approached the shield.
"I don't know who you are, but stay back," the young woman, Octavia, said.
"I'm Captain Shepard and this is Spectre Shepard. We're the Alliance team here to help," Jane said.
"I didn't buy it from the last guy, and I've got no reason to buy it now," Octavia said and Jane liked the kid.
"The square root of 906.01 equals..." a familiar voice said and Jane's heart ached in relief. She had not wanted to think about the worst for this man.
"30.1," Jane said as she looked at the man. He looked so much better than the last time she had seen him when she left him here.
"Hello, Captain Shepard," he said and she smiled at him.
"David, you know her?" the last student asked.
"Yes. They both rescued me from Cerberus. She sent me here. She made it quiet," David said and Jane could feel her eyes burn. David was so much better. They lowered the shield.
"You did a great job keeping yourselves safe," John said. "The biotic students are up there...stay close. They'll get you out of here."
"Okay. Uh, thanks," Octavia said. As they headed out, David took a few steps forward.
"He looks good," Garrus said, a hand on Jane's shoulder. She placed her hand on his without thinking, accepting the support.
"I remember you. The Normandy crew," David said and he looked down. "Sorry." Jane squeezed Garrus' hand as a tear fell from her eye.
"It was never your fault," Garrus said.
"Has Grissom Academy been all right?" Jane asked.
"Yes. I've been counting," David said.
"Anything in particular?" Jane asked.
"The number of days you lengthened my life," he said. "The security office. I hacked the lock. Guns. Lots of guns. Goodbye." Jane watched David go. She let go of Garrus' hand to wipe her cheeks.
"You made a good call," John said and Jane nodded. She needed to be strong, she was going to keep David safe from Cerberus just like Jack and her students.
~*TF*~
“The shuttle bay and entrance are through the next door,” Jane noted as they reached the next area. John hummed and looked up.
“Jane why don’t you take the walkway on the left. Garrus take the one on the right. Give us sniper cover as we escort the students,” John stated and Jane nodded.
“Good idea,” She said moving to the left. She glanced behind her and watched Garrus climb up and felt her heart flutter. Turning back to the walkway she scurried up. Exchanging signals with John and Garrus she moved quickly after through the upper doorway, pulling her rifle free. She barely made it through the door before someone tackled her from above, her sniper rifle knocked out of her hands to go skidding along the walkway.
“Well hello,” Scar’s modulated voice greeted her. Jane shoved back and sent the man staggering away from her. She glared at the man who seemed to be watching her intently. “I was hoping it would have been your Turian boytoy. I really wanted to put a bullet through his face as you watched.”
"Good to know you want to make it personal," Jane growled as gunfire started below, but she knew to trust the others. No doubt Garrus had already seen what she was facing and let John know.
"You really think you can take me?" Scar chuckled, amusement plain to see. "You got your face blown off by a Krogan. What are you going to do?" Jane glared at the man, he hadn't drawn a weapon, based on his body posture, he was looking for a hand-to-hand fight. He also was targeting her.
"John pissed you off calling you out for being the chicken shit coward who shot an unarmed kid," Jane spat and Scar seemed to freeze. "Oh, you can talk shit but you can't take it? Says a lot about you." Scar let out a breath, calming maybe or was he centering himself. Jane had to be careful, his face being hidden meant Jane couldn't see where he was looking, she couldn't see how he was planning to move.
"You want me to lose my cool, so maybe the Turian was just a fling, maybe the one I should aim for is that vegetable in Huerta," Scar stated. Jane felt rage, but she couldn't lose it, not like she did when she raced the Collectors.
"Better than I thought with the shit talk," Jane stated. "Do you want dance or not, chicken shit?" Jane threw a warp but Scar was already rushing her to get in close. Jane ground her teeth as they traded blows, Scar easily anticipating a jab from her. As he moved as if to grab her Jane juked to the left and aimed to stab his ribs. Her eyes winded as he pulled the grab short and she realized it had been a feint. He grabbed her arm and his other arm came down, his elbow jamming into her wrist. Jane grimaced as her hand involuntarily flexed numbing her fingers. Scar knew how to fight hand to hand with a biotic. Fuck. She feinted to the left and before she even threw a right punch he was aiming for her left side. She twisted and tried to kick him but his arm was up. She went for a lift but he was already backing up out of range. He shot her a look; his head tilting to the side and Jane cursed the fact he was wearing a helmet. It suddenly dawned on her, she had never been in a hand to hand fight like this. Every hand to hand battle she had ever had, she had had the ability to see her opponent's eyes, figure out what they were planning based on their line of sight...she did not know how to fight this man.
“I have to say you don’t live up to the hype,” Scar said a moment before he charged her. He swung for Jane and she ducked past, aiming low and gathering a biotic field in one hand to plant the push in his ribs. At the last moment Scar turned, Jane’s arm brushing past and along his back, the biotic field shooting past. Jane buried her other hand into his gut and Scar grunted at the impact but he seemed to accept it. Cold ran down Jane's back, Scar was dangerous and he knew how to fight, he had the advantage. Something was off about his movement and it made her skin crawl. Jane got into another ready stance. She gave a feint for a push and Scar moved to the side she was going anticipating it. He was good. She used a push to throw her up and her eyes widened as he moved, he was going to try and hit her mid-air. She crossed her arms in front, blocking the hit. She rolled backwards and used another push to send her further back. Scar was charging again. Without thinking Jane used the move she made for a Krogan charge. She used another push to throw herself over him. She put too much into it, it was meant for Krogan so she went higher. Then Scar pivoted 180 degrees straight into a jump and he was in the air. His fist was buried in Jane's gut. She would have vomited if her stomach had more in it. She flew backwards, sliding over the walkway, curling inward to protect her belly.
"That was pathetically predictable," Scar taunted as Jane got to her feet. Her stomach hurt, but something bothered her about that hit. This fight was so strange, like she was in an all-out fight with someone who knew her style. Jane chose a different feint, this time she threw some actual biotics. Scar danced to the side. "Give it up, Captain. I can read your every move." He stumbled hard when Jane's rifle slammed into him from her pull. She quickly pulled it to her mid-air as it bounced off him.
"Can you though?" Jane asked as she placed her rifle on her back. "There's something off about you and I bet if I break what it is...you're done." Scar chuckled.
"You think you can figure me out, you hot mess," Scar taunted. "You can't even keep from turning into a light show when you get emotional. Those kids have more discipline than you." Scar clearly wasn't expecting Jane to rush him. He brought his arms up for a block and Jane dropped down. One foot kicking the side of his knee as hard as she could. His armor was good, his knee started to buckle but Jane didn't trust it and pulled back. Scar attempted to dive on her. Not good, the man was taller than her and definitely had more muscle. She wouldn't be able to win in a wrestling match. She quickly tried to use a throw to toss him back on the walkway but he anticipated it, again. Scar tackled her, headbutting her in the nose. Jane cursed, her eyes watering as pain blinded her for a moment. It wasn’t broken, thank God, and Jane used the pain to throw herself back, planting her feet into Scar’s stomach. As she rolled back she pushed trying to launch him over the side. Scar latched onto her legs with his hands and he only slammed into the ground as Jane rolled to her face. She kicked her legs free and slammed a foot into Scar’s helmeted face. A large clang rang out as her boot impacted on his helmet, forcing him to roll away. Jane kip-upped back to her feet as Scar pushed himself up again. She wanted out of this fight, something was so off about Scar and she couldn't put her finger on it. Jane went to throw a singularity but in a dash she never expected he was past where she put the singularity, he had predicted her throw perfectly. He was too close. A flurry of punched and strikes between them. He was good, too good. Jane wasn't sure anymore. As Jane went to elbow his head, he moved perfectly to diminish the force of her blow while sending a perfect strike into her solar plexus. The air forcefully exited Jane's body and they both knew he had the upper hand in that moment. Jane tried to pull back but Scar quickly grabbed her arm, twisting around her and pulling it up behind her back. He yanked Jane tight against him, her back flush with his chest. She tried to pull herself away with her free arm but Scar punched her with his other arm. Dazed she felt him let go of her other arm and pin her arms to her side and against him.
“Now this is an opportune moment,” He drawled, his free hand reaching to a pouch on his belt. “Let me just-”
“GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF HER!” John screamed just before Jane saw an armored blur smash into them. Scar was sent tumbling away as John punched Scar in the face. Jane would have gone with him if John hadn’t have grabbed her. John placed Jane behind him, his hands clenched into fists.
“John, John, Johnny-boy,” Scar drawled. “You keep ruining my plans.”
“It’s a shit plan if you can’t adapt on the fly,” John snarled.
“Oh, like you can do any better?” Scar snapped.
“Oh, I will. Jane, go.” John ordered. Jane glanced to the open area, saw Liara below and realized how John had gotten up here so fast. There was also an Atlas mech with an open cockpit. “Cover the students.”
"No problem," Jane said without hesitation as she leapt from the walkway, her biotics floating her down to the area below.
“Aw, big brother here to finish what his little sister can’t,” Scar prodded. John narrowed his eyes at him. “You’re nothing compared to me.”
“Prove it,” John growled and Scar came at him. John narrowed his eyes at him, recognizing it from his sparing with Jacob when he had been alive. John stepped inside the charge and planted his arm out. Scar ran face first into John’s fist, staggering back. Then John was on him, trying to get a read on his style as the men exchanged blows. Scar whirled under a quick jab and John realized he was anticipating John drawing his knife. Instead, John shifted his weight and swung at fist at Scar’s side. The Cerberus agent grunted as John connected and sent him skidding. It was a mix of some kind, Cerberus fighting tactics and Alliance procedures but it was…rehearsed somehow. Like steps made over and over but never had to have been used before so there was no adaptation, no experience. John pressed his advantage and moved in close. Scar threw a punch at John’s face but John titled to the left letting it pass by as he pressed inside. John lifted his forearm up to block Scar’s arm from coming back down and punch him in the stomach over and over. Scar made a gagging sound and John hoped he made him vomit in his helmet. Scar kicked out at him and John grunted as Scar connected moving him back.
“Fucking hell, Shepard,” Scar wheezed. “You really don’t like people touching your sister. You secretly want to play tickle the pickle with her?”
“Taunt all you want mother fucker; you’re just covering because I’m kicking your ass.” John snapped. “I bet Jane would have whooped your ass if you hadn’t ambushed her.”
“Please, you Shepards are nothing,” Scar growled. “I can kill you anytime I want.”
“So why haven’t you,” John said, smirking at Scar. “Why the big show of taking Jane on with your bare hands, not a weapon on you. Trying to prove something to your boss? I think you’re compensating because you know we’d win in a firefight.”
“You won’t win shit!” Scar shouted just before charging John. Knowing Scar anticipated John to do the same as before John stepped back this time and quickly drew his knife. Scar tried to grab John but he was overextending. John fainted left bring his knife up. Scar dodged back, the blade scraping along a gauntlet. John pressed again and Scar fainted right then left, throwing himself back as if he expected John to try and press a biotic field into him.
‘Training in biotic counter tactics,’ John thought to himself as he continued to press Scar, jabbing his knife at the man. Scar tried to move further back but all he did was unbalance himself. John pivoted on his heel, bringing his free leg in a sweep, knocking Scar’s feet out from under him. The man slammed onto his back but rolled away from John. John rushed him but Scar got to his feet in time, rushing John head on. John saw an easily telegraphed punch but there was an opportunity in it. John took the wild punch to his face but used the opening it gave him to jam his knife into Scar’s side. The Cerberus operative screamed in rage and pain, jerking away and off John’s knife. He clutched at his side with his right hand as his left twitched lighting up with the glow of an active omni-tool.
“Shoot the walkway!” Scar bellowed. John instantly threw himself to the side as his former place exploded with the impact of a rocket round. John didn’t even glance back at Scar as he hustled for the railing and threw himself over. He fell into a bench, smashing the wood as he landed on it. He grunted at the pain but rolled away.
“I got’em!” Jane’s voice called out and John felt a thudding as the Atlas mech his sister was piloting moved to take aim, shooting down the Cerberus squad Scar had hidden to give him cover. John looked for the man but he was nowhere to be seen. "John, get your ass down here."
John was quick to get down as Jane began covering the main area, Garrus and Liara were watching Jane's flank as she took on the Cerberus agents. She used the field perfectly and when another Atlas came stomping into the room she quickly began to spray it with rockets, protecting herself with the memorial statue. It was almost too easy. Jane climbed out of the mech as the students began entering the shuttle bay.
"Kahlee, how's it coming?" John asked as he sheathed his knife and yanked his assault rifle to bare. He opened fire, providing cover for the rushing students.
"Shuttles are unlocked," Kahlee stated as Jane and Jack stayed near the door.
"Take the controls and get the students aboard," John ordered as they moved around the corner into the shuttle bay itself.
"Wait! Where the hell is Rodriguez?" Jack cried and Jane looked through the window. Rodriguez was way behind and had company. A few of the Cerberus soldiers had waited for John to move behind and were rushing to cut the biotic student off.
"Jack!" Jane cried as her biotics swirled.
"I like how you think," Jack cried and the two biotics tore through the glass before putting up a barrier. John leapt through the hole and gunned down the Cerberus men before yanking Rodriguez to her feet. He practically carried and pushed her towards the others. One last glance and seeing no others he nodded curtly.
“We’re clear, let’s move people!” He snapped and they loaded onto the shuttle moments before it’s door closed and it took off into space.
~*TF*~
"Joker, we flew out on a Cerberus shuttle. Watch your fire," John called and Jane sent a similar message to Green.
"Right, I've got you on sensors, should just be a minute," Joker said.
"Thank you, Shepards. We'd have never gotten off that station if you hadn't come," Kahlee said.
"Fu...forget that. We kicked some ass. Next place we dock, you're all getting inked. My treat," Jack said. "What do you want? Ascension Project Logo? Glowing fist? Maybe a unicorn for Rodriguez?"
"Screw you, ma'am!" Rodriguez cried happily. Kahlee looked at Jane.
"I can't believe we got them out alive. I was going to suggest that they stick to support roles," Kahlee confessed. "But perhaps they're ready after all." Jane shot a look at Jack who returned it.
"They're definitely ready...but the Alliance needs them in a support role," Jane said and the students did look not pleased.
‘Of course not,’ Jane thought. ‘They were stupid kids who didn't realize that support offered more in advancement.’
"What? We trained for artillery strikes!" Prangley cried.
"We don't need another artillery unit. We need stronger barriers for our front-line squads," Jane said, playing the bad cop.
"This is bullshit!" Rodriguez cried and Jack looked at her students.
"If that's where they need us...that's where we go. Besides, I'm sure we'll get some shots in," she said.
"Shepard, we've got a visual on you now. Preparing to dock," Joker said over the shuttle's speakers. "Hey, Jack, now that you're military, you gonna wear a uniform? Or are you just getting the officer's bars tattooed on?"
"Screw you, fu...flight lieutenant," Jack huffed, catching herself again. Jane chuckled.
"Uh...what the hell was that?" Joker said in genuine confusion and Jane outright laughed as Garrus chuckled from the cockpit.
"Jack promised to watch her language in order to maintain the necessary professionalism we need from our teachers," Kahlee explained.
"What, does she have a swear jar or something? Cause I bet if we emptied that thing, we could afford another cruiser," Joker replied.
"Cover your ears, kids," Jack ordered. "Hey, Joker, fuc-"
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 20th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-transit to the Citadel
“Jane,” John said as he entered the med-bay. Jane had been using one of the beds to sleep on until she could get back to the Okinawa. “We need to talk.”
“John if this is about what happened with Scar I really don’t want to talk about it,” Jane said coolly. John glared at her.
“It is but not how you think,” John said as he handed a data-pad to Jane. “Scar’s been watching you.”
“What? How?” Jane exclaimed, sitting up as she scrolled through the images. Each was still screen from a video that she knew would play if she tapped it. Some of it was obvious, like news reports, videos of her fight with Dirake but others were more disturbing. He had copies of her training with Naena and videos of her training on the SR-2 during the Collector mission. The information on the files showed how many times each of them was watched. The ones of Jane training were the ones with the most views, the news ones were barely watched more than a few times. It was obsessive and creepy.
“Kahlee was able to access his computer when he had it plugged into the Grissom Academy network. He had nothing detailing anything beyond that mission and personal training files.” John said.
“He has security footage of us training on this ship,” Jane hissed at John.
“I figured that would happen when we broke from Cerberus.” John noted. “EDI had to send the data when she was under the shackles. I’m sure they got a lot we wished they hadn’t.”
“But why is he so focused on me? He has spent literally hours watching me fight...no wonder he was calling my moves so easily,” Jane snapped. “The only footage he has of you is training with me, which we stopped after our fight about Grunt.”
“That is the question. All I know is he got more upset the longer we fought. He taunted you but he hates me.” John noted. “I’ve submitted a report to the Council and the Alliance about Scar. I don’t think we’ve seen the last of him.”
To be continued.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Chief Medical Officer Dufrane sighed again as he read yet another autopsy report about one more altered Cerberus agent. After fifteen minutes he realized it was exactly the same as the last. All the augmentations, biological changes, and cybernetics exactly the same as the last report. What irritated him was the cause of death. He slammed the report down on his desk and stormed out to the morgue. Alliance orders were clear, examine the bodies from Grissom and try to determine how these people were being changed, find weaknesses, and maybe even find a way to reverse the process. As he called all of the staff together for impromptu but mandatory meeting, he was aggravated that those efforts were being curtailed by his staff’s sudden childishness. When they were all in front of him, he scowled at them.
“I have just spent the past three hours reading all of the reports from yesterday,” He began. “While I am pleased with the details you all have made regarding the alterations you have all left out one key detail. The cause of death. Now I already know some of you will protest that you have filled in that cause I am telling you now, that is not an excusable reason for death. You will document the means of that death not the how or who. You will note if the subject died by gunshot, knife wound, biotics, anything of that nature.” He was now shaking with anger. “You will go back and re-do the autopsies for all the subjects from yesterday but you will not use this cause of death ever again.” He took a deep breath.
“The cause of death is never, Death by Shepard!”
OMAKE 2
(In an alternate universe where Belle writes for John and Toby writes for Jane)
"Now for this scene we are going to have Jack and John flirting about trying out biotic sex and seeing if they can both float during," Belle explained and Jack grinned happily as John smiled at her gently.
"So can we actually try that?" Jack asked and Belle laughed.
"I suppose we can have you two floating over the bed making out, but we'd have to up the rating for anything else so nothing more than that," Belle scolded knowing the chemistry between the two stars.
"Are you guys done yet?" Toby asked happily and Belle rolled her eyes.
"Why you're just going to bring out your OTP," Belle huffed as Jane and Liara stood next to each other.
"What do you mean? What the hell is OTP?" Toby asked and Belle from the alternate universe looks at the audience ala The Office style.
"Original true pairing. That's right folks, he's a Liara basic bitch," she explains.
“Fuck you!” Toby snapped at her but didn’t deny it.
Belle Note: My original Omake here was a little shorter because Toby legit didn't know what OTP meant, so could we get some people letting us know, did you know what OTP stood for, yes or no?
OMAKE 3
“How has the Scar introduction gone so far?” Belle asked. Toby shrugged as he looked over the script for the next chapter. Belle was doing a good job on the summit with the extra representatives.
“I don’t know yet but I’m looking forward to it,” Toby said. “I know you loved it.”
“God I did,” Belle said. “I honestly thought it was one of your better ideas.”
“Well with two Shepards we need two antagonists. Can’t have Kai Leng take them both on at once. Makes him way too op,” Toby noted.
“How’s the cast taking it?” Belle asked. “You haven’t told any of them who he is either and he can’t take off his helmet till the filming reveal.”
“Well…”
Meanwhile in another location…
“I WILL DESTORY YOU!”
“It was just scene!” Scar screamed as he ran from an enraged Jack.
Back at the office…
“…about how’d you’d expect.”
OMAKE 4
"What do you think about this biotic artillery strike nonsense?" Jane asked.
"It's great in theory. You and I could do some real damage, but them....maybe they'll get it together once they've seen some action," Jack said.
"You don't want them on the front lines," Jane concluded and Jack huffed.
"They'd be better off as support. Put them in the back ranks, helping with barriers and shit. I don't know," Jack huffed and Jane shoved Jack's shoulder.
"You don't want to hurt their feelings..." Jane teased and Jack began to give her a dangerous look. "You like them..." Jane said it in a sing song mocking tone.
"Bitch, next time we get a chance I will fucking end you," Jack whispered and Jane grinned.
"Now kiss!!!" Pales cried from the filming area and Belle turned to give her a look.
"Cut..." Belle sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"Oh come on, she's an awesome fan," Toby said and Belle nodded.
"She is...but this is the FOURTH time she has done this," Belle groaned.
"Then let them kiss!" Pales cried.
"My only OTP for Mass Effect is now Jack/John!" Belle cried before a chanting from outside began. "Oh no...I summoned a pairing faction...damn it."
"One of us....one of us..." the chanting got louder and Belle hung her head.
"Arg!" she cried in frustration.
OMAKE 5
“Where the hell is Toby?” Belle demanded. It was another cast meeting for the next chapter but her co-author was absent. Again.
“He said something bees,” random minion…er I mean worker replied.
“Is it work related?” Belle asked in genuine concern.
“Ummmm…not so much.”
Meanwhile, at an undisclosed location…
“YANG WHY?!” Toby wailed, before clinging to a fellow fan as he sobbed.
“Not our Bumblebee!” Pales howled. The Bee Shippers meeting among the TF staff was in full swing as the outspoken like Toby and Pales mourned with the quiet others.
OMAKE 6 (The April fool’s joke that wasn’t)
“I don’t think we can do this,” Belle said looking over the script for the April Fool's joke chapter.
“Why not?” Tobias asked looking up from his own script.
“Ooooh ooooh, ooooh ooooh ooooh!” was the response he got. He looked up at one of the new extras, a very large Amazonian woman.
“We besides Legion not being around for the crotch scene, it plays way too much like a straight rip of Futurama,” Belle said.
“But that’s what makes it funny!” Toby protested. “And it isn’t a straight rip from the episode! Legion says: Please check our hardware formatting. *Legion bangs fist upon crotch* Non-functional.”
“Yeah no. Plus John wouldn’t act like Zap,” Belle said.
“Well, he wouldn’t act like Kipp either!” Toby countered. “Plus we need to have Wrex in there too! Think of the challenge to his manhood!”
“He’s already trying to live up to the challenge,” Belle growled. Toby looked past Belle and winced.
“You give good snu-snu?” Amazonian extra 2 asked.
“I have four quads and hundreds of years to practice,” Wrex drawled. “I know everything about pleasing big and dangerous females in snu-snu.”
“Where go beautiful blue man but not man person?” Amazonian extra 3 asked. Liara poked her head above the bushed where she was hiding only for John to hiss something to her and shove her back in the hiding place.
“Not to mention the hospital cast bills,” Belle said trying not to think of poor Javik. These were one set of primitives that he could not handle. His hips should be healed in a week or so.
“Well maybe we should at least send the new extras home with a check. And those Pimes Legion promised to give them,” Tobias said rubbing his chin. Belle lowered her script and stared at him. “What?”
“You basically sold large Geth Primes as giant sexy toys to Amazons,” she stated. Toby rolled his eyes.
“Not if they volunteered to go. Something about studying the organic pre-occupation with reproduction.”
“Oh God.”
Notes:
Toby AN: Fun fact you guys, shortly before I began writing this chapter Belle finally finished a ME2 playthrough romancing Jack. She absolutely gushed about it and I listened to her for awhile before I got to say something that is oh so sweet and you hardly ever get to say to someone.
I told you so.
*grins evilly* I can’t wait till Belle sees all the Jack romance scenes in ME3.
Belle AN: Let me state that I straight up LOVE the Jack romance. My homegirl Jack is adorable and I have somehow totally missed out on the spoilers. I totally am loving her romance and I know nothing so please...don't spoil it for me. I must say making out in front of her students was SUPER weird, but whatever floats her boat.
Frankly, I ADORE the Jack character design from ME3, she looked bad ass in ME2, but in ME3, that hair style is just wicked. At this point in writing Twin Fates I have only played the Jack romance up until just after the Cerberus attack on the Citadel so I've gone dancing with Jack and that's as far as I've gotten. I get annoyed with a CERTAIN someone because he is so invested in MY playthrough but he was right, this is amazing and it is really cool to learn something I didn't know about a game I love.
Toby AN 2: Also during chapter creation Belle and I got into a huge fight over the Scar fight scene. Belle didn’t understand what I was going for originally so she re-wrote it separately and we compared them. Suffice it to say, yeah we had a huge blowout but everything ended okay. Its good to have a co-author who you can argue and scream at but remain friends with after. I think it helps make the story better. Please tell us what you think of the scene, we’re genuinely curious.
Chapter 33: A Heart's a Heavy Burden
Summary:
It is time for the leaders to convene to determine what to do about the Reaper War. With the wants and needs on the table, it is the Krogan who have the largest demand, their fertile females who were kidnapped by the Salarians.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: Not gonna lie, this one gave me trouble to start. I couldn't come up with a good title and every time I got a good one, I realized it would be better for a different chapter or it didn't really fit. I find it very hard to get started when I don't have a good title when I know where the chapter needs to go. Still, I hope this builds up well and the changes we have made add to our story.
Toby's Note: When I first got this chapter, I read it to see what Belle was worried about. I have to say she did a great job on it. I wanted to get it published by the release date of Mass Effect Remaster but I had some rough family issues that sucked the energy out of me. Still after reading the chapter I wanted to work on it. I hope you guys enjoy it as much as we did when we wrote it. Also a side note, according to my word counter, this chapter is 20,000-ish words. Our largest yet so enjoy it.
And yes it does include the Omakes in the count. *sticks his tongue out at them*
Belle Note2: *to the audience* I don't count the Omake either so don't worry.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 32: A Heart's a Heavy Burden
Earth Date: October 21st, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
"Take care of yourself, Psychotic Biotic," Jane said as Jack and the kids headed off the Normandy. Jack nodded.
"Try and keep your ass from getting handed to you again," Jack shot back with a look at Jane.
"Thanks," Jane huffed as the group headed off before Jane's Okinawa team approached.
"Captain, you are a liar," Javik said as he reached Jane and John. Jane rolled her eyes as Jaimini chuckled from beside James.
"I never intended to keep you from battle," Jane explained and Javik sniffed. "Trust me, I would have preferred to have you for that one."
"I do not doubt that," he huffed. "Were I there, you would not have had your...bell rung." Jane shot James a look and the marine busied himself looking around as if he had never been on Dock 24 before.
"You're dropping off the Prothean team?" John asked and Jane shook her head.
"Team Minerva will be divided, I'm assigning Milique, Haberkorn, and Prinze to guard the Prothean team. They've worked with them for months now and let's face it, Project Redemption needs security," Jane explained.
"I'm sticking with you, Ma'am?" James asked and Jane nodded.
"Just the two of you?" John asked and Jane gave him a look.
"I figure we're probably going to pick up a few others to help us out," she said and John opened his mouth before chuckling.
"Yeah, we probably are," John sighed. "So dropping off yours?"
"Yeah, General Rahul has been here on the Citadel, but he is planning to transfer to Project Redemption shortly," Anik explained and Javik gave him a glare.
"I was hoping he would come to the War Advisory Board meeting," Jane admitted.
"There will be a Prothean representative, but the General does not want to leave our people without high leadership," Javik huffed.
"I'll drop off these guys and then I'm going to head to Huerta," Jane said and John nodded.
"I got pinged by another Spectre, so I'm going to go meet him," John said and Jane nodded. John shot her an amused look. "Aren't you going to ask who?" He always felt like Jane was lording over him the contacts she had made while he had been away.
"You're a big boy, you can make friends with the other Spectres without me butting in," Jane said, waving a hand as she headed to the transport hub with her group.
~*TF*~
John made his way to the Spectre offices near the human embassy. Since his sister and he were currently the only human Spectres they mostly had it to themselves. He’d asked Jane about it and all species had one for just their Spectres. It made sense in a way as the needs for humans were vastly different than Turians, Asari, Elcors. John was actually looking forward to meeting Spectres for other species. He wondered what Spectres for the Volus and Elcor were like. As he got close to the door he saw a salarian in expensive armor waiting for him.
“Spectre Shepard. Jondum Bau, Special Tactics and Recon.” The man introduced himself quickly. “I've got intel suggesting that high-level Hanar officials may be indoctrinated.”
“That's a damning accusation. What have you got?” John inquired, impressed by this man’s ability to get right to business.
“Evidence of an Alliance black ops team raiding a Batarian research station. The Batarians were studying Reaper technology.” Spectre Bau explained and John frowned.
“The Batarians had Reaper technology?”
“The Alliance raid turned into a massacre, and the humans ended up with nothing. Your people faked a power failure to hide the incident.” Bau explained and John understood.
“The Batarians would've gone to war if they'd found out. But how does this implicate the Hanar?” John noted.
“They maintained discreet gray-market trade relationship with the Batarians...and led the Alliance to the station. We suspect those Hanar operatives escaped with Batarian tech. If your reports on the Reapers are accurate, they could already be indoctrinated.”
“What's your source on all this?” John asked.
“It was an anonymous ‘gift,’ but I believe it came from a thief named Kasumi Goto. I've been after her for years.” Bau said proudly.
“Kasumi? You're hunting a thief?” John noted putting things together in his head. This had to have been the information from Keiji’s greybox.
“A master thief. Her intelligence and skill are almost Salarian.” Bau noted and John easily caught the admiration in his voice.
“I'm sure she'd appreciate praise from the Spectre who's chasing her down.” John said smoothly. His eyes caught a flicker to his right.
“I only need her data. I admire her personally. And since she sent me this, I assume her feelings are mutual.”
“What do you need me to do?”
“The hanar operative is now a diplomat on the Citadel. I don't have a public name, and the Hanar will go to ground if I make a formal inquiry.” Bau explained.
“So we're hunting them down,” John noted.
“I'm tracking suspicious transmissions to the Hanar homework. I could use your help.”
“Let me see what I can dig up at the Spectre office.” John said.
“Thanks, Shepard. And for the record...not everyone doubted your concerns about the Reapers. I just hope we're not too late.” Bau said before moving off. John sighed and moved into the offices. As he moved towards the computers in the back he was not surprised at all when a voice spoke up behind him.
“So remember when you and your sister helped me get Keiji's graybox from Donovan Hock?” Kasumi said as she decloaked. “The one with information that could start a war?”
“Information like an Alliance black ops raid on a Batarian research lab?” John said, crossing his arms.
“I figured it wouldn't hurt to leak it now, He-Shep!” Kasumi said defensively. “Especially if there really is an indoctrinated jellyfish out there...crazier than usual. If you don't mind me tagging along cloaked, maybe I can help you dig up some dirt on the Hanar. I can keep a comm open between us.”
“I'd appreciate it,” John said shaking his head. Kasumi followed him to the computer, cloaking as he accessed the records. Spending a few minutes to comb through the reports involving the Hanar before he forwarded them to Bau.
“Shepard, I'm checking security reports. Can you track the transfers coming from the Hanar embassy?” Bau said over the comms literally minutes later.
“I’m on it” John said as he worked.
“Bau's got a good plan. Hanar are predictable. Anything suspicious in their terminal use should narrow down our list of suspects.” Kasumi said.
“So you approve of Bau?” John noted, amused.
“Absolutely He-Shep. He's a good Spectre. The galaxy needs more like him and you.” Kasumi noted.
“And the fact that he's trying to arrest you?” John asked.
“Well, nobody's perfect.” Kasumi noted and John shook his head while he smiled, heading out of the office.
“Bau, I have some possible hits. Got some strange money transfers on Bolohn, and Oloon is sending a lot of data.” John noted as he walked.
“Bolohn's clean. His money transfers are to support his mistress. Not sure about Oloon. I'll pull his bio.” Bau said.
“I'll check Oloon's personal records and pull his recent messages.” John replied.
“Can I just note how odd it is for a Hanar to have a mistress?” Kasumi commented and John bit back a laugh as he headed for a terminal by the security office.
“You know, if Bau catches up with you, I can grant you immunity.”
“What, if I join up? Last time I did that He-Shep, you roped me into a suicide mission.” Kasumi noted.
“I didn't say you had to join up.” John defended.
“You were working your way around to it in that cute way of yours,” Kasumi countered and John sighed as he headed for the docks.
~*TF*~
Jane headed into Huerta, she paused as she saw a familiar face. She quickly approached.
"Captain Shepard. When I heard Earth was under attack, I tried to call. I never got through," Thane stated and Jane nodded.
"It's good to see you, Thane. Nice to see you're staying in shape," Jane said.
"My disease kills slowly. With enough care and a healthy lifestyle, it can be delayed for a few years," Thane explained. "Of course, my allotted time has come and gone. Now I exercise because it pleases me. What are you doing here?" Jane felt the slight blush.
"Visiting...someone I care about. Kaidan. He got hurt protecting me," Jane confessed and she knew Thane could see right through her. It was hard to hide subtle tells from a sniper.
"The human biotic in intensive care...I saw the marks of an implant," Thane was polite enough not to comment on Jane's behavior.
"Yeah..." Jane said bashfully looking at Thane.
"We have spoken. He seems an...honorable sort," Thane commented, something in his tone made it sound like he was evaluating Kaidan in a different way. Jane glanced up at Thane. He was giving her a kind look. "Your enemies may try to finish him off here. I will look out for him." That sentence made Jane remember Scar's words. "...maybe the one I should aim for is that vegetable in Huerta." Jane fought the shutter as she looked at Thane. She smiled honestly.
"Thank you, Thane...I truly appreciate it," Jane said and Thane looked at her gently, almost paternally.
"I am near the end of my life. It is a good time to be generous," Thane said. "Kepral's Syndrome has put most of my other plans on hold." He moved to sit down and Jane joined him. There was weight to his words, she felt the need to listen.
"We're assembling a team, the Normandy and the Okinawa are flying together," Jane said and Thane smiled gently.
"I would not be as I was before. I need daily medical attention. And if I know you and your brother, you will want to fight the Reapers somehow. You need the best at your side, and I am not at mine," Thane confessed and Jane's heart throbbed in sorrow.
"Thane..." Jane started but found herself at a loss. Thane patted her hand, comforting her as he accepted his own end.
"I am at peace with what I've done in my life, Shepard. There comes a time when one must rest from war and conflict," Thane explained, sitting back. "It is not your time, but it is mine."
"Do you..." Jane choked on the words. "Do you know how much time you have left?" Thane looked out at the view out the window with a peaceful look, his elbows moving to his knees so he could clasp his hands in front of him.
"I have been to several doctors. My favorite gave me three months to live...nine months ago," Thane said with a slight smile. "It's freeing to find no requirements placed on me. No responsibilities, no fears. It's a good end to a life." Jane felt the tear on her cheek.
"Are you in a lot of pain?" she asked and Thane looked at her again with that paternal look.
"At times. The oxygen transfer proteins don't form correctly. Your human equivalent would be hemoglobin. As a result, my blood is low in oxygen. No matter how much I breathe in, I get tingling, numbness...and that the best of it," Thane answered honestly. "As for my brain, I cannot track the damage, I just experience dizziness from time to time." Jane sat for a moment, she wiped her cheeks and took a few breaths. Kaidan was awake, she didn't need to go in there a crying mess. She might be leaving that way.
"I wish the best for you, Thane," Jane said and Thane once again patted her, this time on the shoulder.
"And I for you. Do not grieve for me. I have good doctors. My son visits regularly. Perhaps we will keep up via the extranet. Until we meet again, Shepard," Thane said as Jane got up.
~*TF*~
As John used the terminal on the docks he had to wonder why this particular data was going through only this terminal. It seemed like an odd waste, almost as it was forcing him to be on refugee docks for some reason. He paused when he found the data he was looking for. Reading it over quickly he connected his comms to Bau again.
“Bau, Oloon's doing some heavy lobbying for the Hanar to support the war effort.” John noted.
“So he's clearly not indoctrinated. Who's opposing him?” Bau inquired.
“An unnamed hanar recently posted here from Kahje. I'll check transit records for incoming Hanar at the other end of the docks,” John said as he made his way there. He felt his heart ache a bit as he moved amongst the refugees.
“It all comes down to the war...and you trying to pull everyone into it.” Kasumi noted and John shook his head at Kasumi’s petulant tone.
“Would you rather the Reapers win?” he countered and Kasumi huffed.
“I'd rather spend whatever time I have left with Keiji,” she noted and John frowned.
“Keiji wouldn't want you to spend all your time plugged into that thing.” John noted.
“Well, he shouldn't have died, then.” Kasumi said and John shook his head at that irrational logic. John reached the other terminal at the other end of the docks. He pulled up the list of Hanar arrivals.
“I've got a list of new Hanar arrivals, Bau. Forwarding it to you.” John said.
“Damn. These are all face names. The Hanar names from the Alliance raid are soul names. And Hanar soul names are private. There's no public record. Can you get back to their personal communications?” Bau asked and John rolled his eyes. Great back to embassy again.
“On it. Maybe we'll find names there.” John said as he moved back to the elevator.
“So how's the rest of the gang? Met up with anybody else?” Kasumi asked.
“Garrus is helping out on the Normandy and Jane has the Okinawa flying with us.” John noted.
“He never could pass up a good fight. I’m glad you and your sister are getting along better. It’s a shame about Jacob though. Between him and your tush I might have been tempted,” Kasumi noted and John rolled his eyes.
“I thought you were happy with your memories of Keiji” John said as he rode the
elevator back up to the embassy floor.
“Hey, I'm nostalgic, not dead.” Kasumi protested. John just sighed again as he got back to the first terminal he used.
“Bau, here's the correspondence. Any mention of soul names?” John asked.
“I've got it. A recent arrival. Zymandis. Soul name: Regards the Works of the Enkindlers in Despair. He was with the Alliance team that massacred the Batarians. He's been on "special research assignment" ever since.” Bau exclaimed.
“So he got his tentacles on some Reaper tech.” John noted.
“Looks that way. I'm sending you the NavPoint for his office. I'll meet you there.”
~*TF*~
The doors opened and Jane wanted to swear as she saw a familiar back.
"The galaxy has need of exceptional soldiers like you...now, more than ever," Udina said.
"You'll have it soon, Councilor, I promise," Kaidan's voice came from the bed and Jane nearly staggered in relief. He was really awake. Thank God, he was awake.
"I look forward to it," Udina said in a tone that did not sound anticipatory. He turned and gave Jane a look. Oh yeah, she was not his favorite Spectre, not by a long shot. "Shepard." He continued away.
"Udina," Jane stated before quickly looking forward. Deep brown eyes met hers and she fought the tears again as she moved towards the bed. "Hey..."
"Shepard, hey," Kaidan moved to sit up and Jane hurried to his side.
"Don't push yourself," Jane whispered. His face was still pallid, purple marks still around his eyes. Evidence of the pain he got pushing her aside, pain she should have experienced.
"You just missed snack time...actually, that's probably a good thing," he said awkwardly and Jane felt like her heart was in a vice. It had been so long since Horizon when they shared no words, barely a glance. The silence between them was thick. "Thanks for coming." Jane moved to sit down.
"I suppose Udina finally made the offer," Jane said and Kaidan looked at her.
"The position of Spectre? Yeah...he just offered it," Kaidan said and Jane looked at him. "Did you..." Jane quickly shook her head.
"The Council only asked me to look at Udina's lists and help cull them down. I didn't add a single name," Jane said and Kaidan looked at her for a moment. Did he think he didn't earn it? As he looked at Jane's concerned face he blinked at her expression before looking panicked.
"N-no! That's not what I meant!" he quickly said. "I meant, did you know he was going to offer it to me?" Jane paused at that and shrugged.
"I figured he would probably pick both you and Ash, you were both part of the Sovereign team, plus you both were recognized for your work on Horizon," Jane said and Kaidan nodded at that.
"But you didn't know," he said and Jane shook her head.
"I worried he might purposely overlook the two of you because of me," Jane admitted. "Are you thinking about not taking it?" Kaidan stared at her a moment, the thoughtful look on his face made her remember their time on the SR-1 when he would be working on the panel by the sleeper pods.
"It's a big honor...a huge responsibility. Just need to be sure," he said. They stared at one another again. The awkward silence making Jane feel weird. She offered him the bottle of Peruvian Whisky she had bought. When she had bought it, it reminded her of the time they had done a whisky tasting. He had laughed when she had tried to hide how much she hated it. The Peruvian was the one he had liked the best, she could tolerate it. He stared at the bottle his face softened, he remembered too.
"Wow...thanks, Jane, that's...that's really great," he said. Jane looked at the bottle for a moment.
"Just a little pick-me-up," she said and he gave her that crooked smile of his.
"Maybe when I'm out, we can crack it open and celebrate," he said and Jane's heart suddenly felt tight as she looked at him. "I'm so ready to get out of here. You can't tell, but I'm tied to this bed by medical red tape." She looked at his mottled face.
"Are you alright, you...look a little rough," Jane confessed and Kaidan smirked slightly.
"I mean Doc...Doc says I'm good to go, but then she always finds 'just one more test' to run," Kaidan said and Jane looked at him.
"Really, Kaidan...how do you feel?" Jane asked and he looked at her, she could feel the redness in her eyes. Accepting Thane's mortality was bad, but this, Kaidan was in this situation because of her.
"My implant got a little...rattled, so Doc wants me to keep the biotics offline for a bit," Kaidan said before his hand wrapped around hers. "It's nowhere close to what you went through with Dirake." Jane looked up at that and Kaidan stared at her.
"I....you...did you watch it?" Jane asked and Kaidan's hand tightened around hers.
"I caught it live. I knew what happened the second you moved from the wall after he smashed your implant," he said.
"You never mentioned it in your letter," Jane said and Kaidan looked down.
"You made it...beside...I visited when you were in the coma," Kaidan confessed and Jane felt tears in her eyes. Her heart felt like it was being crushed. Kaidan had come to see her. They hadn't spoken in over a year at that point. He had ignored her at the Alliance ball. He had visited her in her coma after Dirake.
"You never left any evidence that you came," Jane said in a breathless voice and Kaidan looked at her.
"I still felt like I didn't deserve you," he said, his hand on hers, warm and real. The warmth of his hand was both comforting and painful.
"Why?" Jane asked and Kaidan looked at her, his other hand came to wipe away the tears on her cheeks with his thumb.
"I let John die. I didn't drag him back to you. If I couldn't keep your brother safe, how could ever I deserve you?" Kaidan asked and Jane looked at him.
"I needed you..." Jane said.
"Is that why you're with Garrus?" Kaidan asked and Jane blinked.
"Now that's not fair," Jane said and Kaidan kept his hold on her hand as she tried to pull back.
"Jane...I'm not blaming you," Kaidan said. "I pushed you away. I drove you off and I know it was a mistake. It is the biggest mistake I have ever made." Jane stared at him as he looked at her. "I just want you to know that for me, there isn't anyone else. I tried to move on, but I could never forget you."
"That's not fair," Jane said again and Kaidan looked at her with a slightly cockiness to his face.
"What are you and Garrus?" he asked and Jane stammered.
"I don't...that's none of your business!" Jane snapped and Kaidan held her hands firmly.
"I love you, Jane, I love you and I let you go because I felt I didn't deserve you. I don't want to give up on us," Kaidan said and Jane gaped at him.
"Garrus was there for me when I was sinking. He was there when you left me..." Jane said and Kaidan nodded.
"I know, and I won't ever be able to say I'm sorry enough, but I am sorry and I still don't want to give up on us," Kaidan said and Jane felt pain. She loved Kaidan, she would always love Kaidan, but Garrus had been there. She loved Garrus and he loved her.
"You broke my heart, Kaidan. Garrus put the pieces back together," Jane said and Kaidan gave her a look.
"You remembered the whiskey," he said. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you feel nothing for me." Jane glared up at him. He was pissing her off but he was right, she did still love him.
"You were my first, Kaidan," Jane said and he stared at her. "I can't say that I don't feel anything for you, because that would be a lie, but you don't just get to walk back into my life." Kaidan smiled at her and her heart throbbed, unsure what it wanted.
"I know, Jane, but I love you and the biggest mistake of my life was leaving you. I swear I will do whatever I can to earn back your trust," he said and Jane looked at him.
"I'm telling Garrus about this, he was there when you weren't," Jane said and Kaidan nodded. "I don't know what we are right now, but I know he put me together when I was killing myself."
"I just want a chance to prove myself to you," Kaidan said and Jane looked at him. She reached out and stroked his cheek.
"Letting yourself die for me...won't do you any good, Kaidan Alenko. I don't want to see the people I love die in my place," Jane said as she got up. "Get better, Kaidan. I've got to go."
"I love you, Jane," Kaidan said and Jane paused at the door. She looked at him.
"You confuse me, Kaidan," Jane said honestly as she headed out. Pinging Garrus for what was going to be a very...weird talk.
~*TF*~
John exchanged a look with Bau who nodded to him. The salarian Spectre overrode the lock for the office and boldly led the way into the office. John noted the thugs the hanar had in the room and scowled at them.
“Zymandis?” John asked, as he focused on the Hanar who turned to focus on them.
“Or should I say, Regards the Works of the Enkindlers in Despair?” Bau taunted.
“It seems this one has been apprehended, but confinement is irrelevant. The work of the Enkindlers cannot be stopped.” Zymandis stated.
“Why are you trying to help the Reapers?” John asked, genuinely curious.
“We obtained information regarding the Enkindlers from classified sources.” Zymandis replied.
“The Enkindlers. You mean the Protheans?” John noted.
“Yes. As you are aware, Spectre Shepard, the Protheans eventually became the Collectors. And the Collectors serve the Reapers.”
“You've got to be kidding me.” John grumbled seeing where this was going.
“Therefore, as a faithful servant of the Enkindlers, we too must serve the Reapers.” Zymandis declared at John facepalmed.
“You big...stupid...jellyfish.” John snarled after a moment to look up at glare at the crazy hanar.
“You know, I support religious freedom for all species, but that's just crazy.” Kasumi whispered to him.
“Your skepticism does not matter. When the Enkindlers uplift us as their chosen sapients, the galaxy will bear witness.” Zymandis stated.
“You're insane, and we can't allow you to endanger your planet. We're taking you into custody.” John snapped.
“Your belief in your victory is mistaken. Our planetary defense network is largely automated, it can be disabled with a single virus...which I have just uploaded.” Zymandis declared triumphantly.
“Damn it!” Bau snapped. “Wait...a virus would be detected unless sent on low priority channels, which have a time-lag. I may be able to block the upload.” Bau quickly turned to get to the terminal before one of the guards tackled the Salarian.
“You may be delayed.” Zymandis said smugly before Kasumi smoothly went for the terminal as her cloak shut down.
“Help him! I'll handle this!” she cried. John cracked his knuckles and approached the guards. He grabbed one by the collar and knock the man out with one punch before yanking the other off Bau and flinging him across the room to smash into a table and go crashing over it, out cold. Bau quickly freed himself and shot Zymandis. As the hanar floated to the ground dead, Kasumi exclaimed in triumph.
Got it! Upload's disabled. Looks like we're in the...wait, he's got some kind of failsafe. Get down!” Kasumi cried and John ducked behind a table as the terminal exploded. John watched her fling herself away and her cloak engage.
“She was here the entire time.” Bau exclaimed as they got up and John sighed.
“She was an old friend.” John said.
“I intended to arrest her.” Bau said, still in shock.
“She helped me take down the Collectors, and she just gave her life to save the Hanar homeworld.” John noted, understanding what the enigmatic thief was trying to do.
“Point taken. It was an honor to work with you, Shepard.” Bau said, extending a hand to shake which John did. “When the time comes, I'll be there to return the favor...with a few friends.” Bau moved out of the office, more than likely to call in a cleanup crew.
“You can come out now.” John drawled before Kasumi’s cloak dropped.
“How'd you know?” she pouted and John rolled his eyes.
“Lucky guess.”
“There's no way you're recruiting me to fight in a galactic war.” Kasumi blurted out.
“Project Redemption needs technical experts.” John began.
“I'm not a scientist!” Kasumi protested.
“No, but you're the best thief in the galaxy, and you can hack unfamiliar technology better than anyone.” John countered. “They could use your help. And think of it: all that expensive tech just lying around...It's not like they're going to check your pockets at the end of the project.”
“You say the nicest things. All right, I'm in. And He-Shep?” Kasumi said and John turned to her. He blinked in surprise as Kasumi kissed his cheek “...nice working with you again.” Her cloaked activated again and John shook his head. He let out a shout as he felt someone pinch his butt.
“KASUMI!”
~*TF*~
Jane entered the forward battery where Garrus was working on the cannon. Memories of their time during the Collector mission passed through Jane and the memory of Kaidan's warm hand on hers, made her heart ache. Garrus had been there for her, he deserved better than a person who was torn.
"So...I take it you saw Kaidan," Garrus stated and Jane's jaw dropped for a second before she nodded.
"Yeah," she said and he approached her.
"You know I love you, right?" Garrus asked and Jane looked up at him. The memory of their night together and the following morning. She looked into his blue eyes, her hand reached up to stroke the scar on his face. All her feelings rushed in and the weight of the guilt she felt was terrible.
"I know and I love you," she said and Garrus looked at her. He tucked some of her hair behind her ear.
"I hurt you when I recommended keeping that abomination and I'm sorry," he said. "We've had it rough trying to figure...this out." Jane nodded.
"Kaidan has definitely thrown a wrench into things," Jane said. "I still care for him, Garrus, I'm so so-" Garrus' finger pressed to her lips.
"I was there, Jane, I saw your relationship with Kaidan. You even told me about your relationship past. Pretty empty save for the two of us," Garrus said. "Between the three of us, I think I have had the most active love life." Jane stared at Garrus at that.
"Are...are you comparing scores right now?" Jane asked, startled at the conversation turn. The confident look Garrus was wearing was very handsome. He moved towards Jane, backing her up against the cannon.
"What I'm saying...Captain...is that I have the most experience here and I don't plan to lose," Garrus stated and Jane stared at him for a moment. She blushed darkly at the way he used his body to keep her pinned.
"I'm not a competition," Jane stated indignantly and Garrus shook his head.
"No, you're an amazing woman and both Kaidan and I know that. I want you to know that I am fully aware of your feelings for Major Alenko and I know your feelings for me. You're not the type of woman to string along two men so you are feeling pretty out of yourself. Part of the reason that bastard on Grissom managed to get his hands on you is that he was using us," Garrus said and Jane's eyes widened. "I saw your face through my scope, you only look like that when someone you love is threatened. I'm betting he threatened Kaidan."
"I am never playing poker against you," Jane stated and Garrus chuckled.
"Being a coward doesn't sound like you, Jane," he purred as he pressed his forehead to hers in a Turian kiss. Jane's hands moved to the front of his armor. "That's for kissing Kaidan." Jane banged the back of her head off the cannon.
"How did you...you didn't know..." Jane groaned as she realized Garrus had feinted her well as he chuckled confidently.
"You're confused for now, Jane, and I give you my permission to sort yourself out, but I'm not going anywhere," Garrus said standing back and crossing his arms over his chest. Jane looked at him and felt both intense love and even more torn.
"I love you, Garrus, I really do," Jane said and he nodded.
"I know, but I also know how much Kaidan really means to you. I saw how he broke you and I know you're not over him. You nearly got yourself killed on Horizon, you don't do that for someone who broke you that you don't still love," Garrus said before approaching her. "But I also know that you don't break down over someone nearly dying in front of you and because of your mistakes without a heavy portion of love there too." He caught her chin as he looked down at her. "You need time to sort yourself out. We sort of had that Suicide Mission romance and while we got some time to do the long distance thing, we weren't really...dating. I want you Jane and I will give you room to sort yourself out, but I'm not giving up on us." Jane jolted at that. "So Kaidan's in the same boat." Jane nodded as she pulled back.
"The two of your deserve someone whose not as indecisive as me," Jane confessed and Garrus chuckled.
"You, Captain Shepard, are very rarely indecisive and I think you have a good reason to be torn between us. We are both really good looking men, I'm assuming that about Kaidan based on your attraction to me. Maybe I need to get a few more scars, I know they drive you wild," Garrus teased and Jane couldn't hold back the chuckle. She looked at him, love swelling.
"I don't think I deserve you, Garrus," she said and he grabbed her, pulling her to him.
"Stop talking like Kaidan," he purred and she smacked his shoulder.
"Low blow, Vakarian!" she huffed and he chuckled as he let her go. "You made this even harder you know." Garrus looked pleased as he leaned against the wall behind him.
"Good," he shot back.
"If you had been mad or hurt or anything, I could have be upset at you or Kaidan," she said and Garrus blinked.
"I don't think you could really be mad at Kaidan again until he's back up and running," Garrus replied and Jane nodded. He had a point. "So I'm glad I'm an amazingly sympathetic and caring suitor." She snorted at that word.
"You're still staying on the Normandy," Jane stated and Garrus shrugged.
"As long as Kaidan's not on the Okinawa, I'm not too worried," he replied.
"Thank you, Garrus," Jane said and he smiled at her.
"I'm going to go visit Kaidan while we have time," he stated and Jane gave him a look as he began walking beside her. "I promise I won't hurt him, but he should know the starting positions." Jane rolled her eyes.
"You're really not going to hurt him?" Jane questioned and Garrus chuckled.
"It'll just be his feelings," he replied. "Because I love you."
"I better not hear crap about this from John," Jane warned and Garrus feigned insult.
"Talk to your older brother about this, I would never," he said.
"But talk about it to my twin?" Jane shot back and Garrus chuckled.
"Damn, saw right through me," he said as they got onto the elevator.
~*TF*~
Kaidan was staring out the window when his door opened to let Garrus in. He was a little surprised, but not totally shocked. Jane must have gone straight to Garrus. Kaidan stared at the turian as he entered the room and stood at the foot of the bed. Power move.
"Garrus," Kaidan said and Garrus' mandibles flared.
"Major," he shot back, making it obvious he was not here for a friendly chat.
"Jane said she was going to talk to you, can't say I wasn't expecting to hear from you, but I didn't think you'd come here yourself," Kaidan stated and Garrus tilted his head.
"I wanted to let you know, I'm not planning on going anywhere. Jane's an amazing woman and you messed up when you left," Garrus said and Kaidan felt that one.
"I'll admit that is the dumbest thing I've ever done, but I love her and I'm not giving up on her," Kaidan stated as he sat up.
"What a coincidence, I love her too and I'm also not giving up on her either, oh, and I never left," Garrus stated and Kaidan smirked.
"Now that's not true and we both know it," Kaidan shot back. Garrus paused and sighed.
"Okay, you got me there, but I didn't leave when she needed me the most," Garrus corrected and Kaidan narrowed his eyes.
"No, you left without telling her while she was in a coma," Kaidan shot back and Garrus looked at him. "I remember when you left C-Sec and when she requested time off to go to Omega." The two men shared a moment of silence.
"I wanted to let you know, that I don't plan on leaving her side through this war," Garrus stated and Kaidan glared.
"Are you making this some sort of competition?" Kaidan growled and Garrus barked a laugh.
"What is it with you humans seeing love as a competition? Jane's not some prize one of us can win. She's a woman that we can lose. It might be to each other or it might be to a Reaper, I'm just letting you know I don't plan to put any pressure on her to pick one of us because she needs her mind on saving the galaxy again. I also wanted to let you know that you've already been used against her in this fight," Garrus stated and Kaidan's eyes widened at that.
"What?" he demanded and Garrus gave him a look.
"I might be a bad Turian, but I still have honor. We ran into someone who targeted Jane, he used you against her. Messed with her head more than I like. You need to know that," Garrus stated as he moved towards the door. "I just wanted to make myself and the situation more clear to you."
"I won't give up on her, Garrus," Kaidan said and Garrus nodded at that.
"I know you're not stupid enough to make the same mistake twice, but the situation is different now. I have my honor and you kept her from ending up in that bed, so thank you, but...my time with her is invaluable to me. I'm not going to let her slip away as easily as you did," Garrus said and Kaidan glared.
"I get what you're saying, I won't pressure, it wouldn't help anything anyway. I will make it up to her," Kaidan stated and Garrus nodded.
"Good, get well Kaidan, but feel free to take your time," Garrus stated as he headed out. Kaidan lay back down and looked out the window. Jane never mentioned she had been attacked. Garrus knew about it and Kaidan didn't. He needed to get better. He needed to get out there. No one would hurt Jane if he could help it. Udina's offer was looking much, much better.
~*TF*~
Jane was entering the storage area of the ship to ask James something when she saw Javik looking over his weapons.
"What? Javik, what are you doing here?" she asked and the Prothean looked up.
"General Rahul choose me to be his proxy at the War Advisory Board meeting," Javik stated and Jane blinked.
"Glad to have you," Jane said.
"I will be remaining with the Okinawa indefinitely," Javik stated and Jane stared at him. She honestly did not know how to handle this.
"Oh, hey Lola, did you hear, we get to keep Buggy," James said as he approached.
"Buggy?" Jane asked and then looked at Javik. "Does Buggy know about his nickname?"
"I mean, I've been calling him it and he hasn't shot me," James grinned.
"Yet," Javik stated and Jane blinked at that.
"I need stress relief," Jane stated changing the topic and James blinked.
"What?" he asked kind of nervous. Jane looked at James.
"I need your help, James, for stress relief purposes," Jane said looking into James' eyes. He began to blush slightly.
"So...ugh...what do you want from me, Lola?" he asked and Jane smiled beautifully.
"I need you to punch me as hard as you can," Jane said and James' jaw dropped.
"Wait, what?" he asked.
"That bastard on Grissom got me while I was using hand to hand with biotics, I need to work on my straight hand to hand," Jane stated and James realized what she wanted.
"Well, it's your funeral, Lola," he grinned.
"Oh, mine is it?" she purred. "I also want to talk to you about how you crashed a shuttle on Mars while we are at it." James threw a punch only for Jane to slide in and hit him with an uppercut. He began to worry.
"I don't know if I want to finish this dance, Lola," he confessed before she grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder.
"No takesies backsies," she commented.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 22nd, 2186 CE
Location: Annos Basin, Pranas System
John wasn’t surprised the Council had a Spectre uniform but he was surprised it was only a color scheme with the Spectre emblem being required to be visible. John had it made on the Citadel after helping Bau with Kasumi and he had to admit…he hated the damn thing as much as his old Alliance dress uniform. He understood the purpose behind it but the damn thing made him feel like a peacock. He resisted the urge to pull at his collar as the Quarian’s shuttle finished pulling in as the Salarian Dalatrass exited hers with two guards.
“Dalatrass Linron welcome aboard the Normandy,” John greeted as he approached the dalatrass. It’d taken some work but he’d convinced the Alliance crew members not to prepare an honor guard to greet the visiting dignitaries. The Alliance may crew this ship but it was technically a Spectre operation. He’d had all of the Citadel species flags hung in the docking bay, insisting they be hung at equal height. As Dalatrass Linron now glanced about the cargo bay and nodded in approval he felt he had made the right choice.
“Spectre Shepard, thank you for the invitation.” She greeted him. Their attention was drawn to the Quarian’s shuttle, watching Tali exit first with Legion following her with a familiar Quarian and a Geth as guards. “This promises to be an illuminating meeting.”
“Spectre Shepard,” Tali said in greeting as they approached.
“Admiral Zorah, Representative Legion welcome to the Normandy,” John greeted. “If you’d all follow me to the conference room for refreshments while we cycle out the shuttles for the next dignitaries to arrive.” John gestured to the elevator. As they approached the elevator doors, they slid open to reveal Wrex coming out. He eyed the group over before snorting as he stomped by them.
“Shepard.”
“Wrex.” John replied as he led the group inside. After they settled inside the dalatrass looked at John.
“How many others have arrived Spectre?” she inquired.
“Urdnot Wrex is obviously here. Primarch Victus was already onboard after my team extracted him from Menae. Jane Shepard will be arriving shortly to represent the Alliance and Aman'Ranu will be representing the Dramaye is scheduled to arrive in a few minutes.” John explained. “Given the history my sister has with Wrex he insisted on greeting her himself and the Dramaye mentioned due to their tardiness that they did not need to be greeted upon arrival.”
“I hope you can maintain a neutrality with your own ties,” Dalatrass Linron said loftily. John restrained himself from rolling his eyes.
“I assure you Dalatrass, I will do my best to keep the meeting on point to avoid favoring someone else above another.”
“We shall see, Shepard. We shall see.”
~*TF*~
Jane exited the shuttle in her dress blues and looked to see Wrex was already in the shuttle bay waiting for her.
"Urdnot-Shepard," Wrex greeted with a smarmy grin on his face and Jane gave him a look.
"Not today I'm not, but nice try. Captain Jane Shepard of the Alliance Navy is going to this meeting," Jane said as she approached with Javik right behind her.
"Damn, had to try," Wrex said with a sly look.
"I like you, Wrex, but we both have priorities today that may or may not line up," she said and he nodded at that.
"You've got me there," he said as they entered the elevator. "Who's this?"
"This is Javik, representing the surviving Prothean people," Jane said casually and Wrex blinked slowly.
"You pulling my leg?" he asked.
"Why would we do that? You primitives and your traditions never cease to fill me with concern over our chances in this war," Javik snipped. Jane smirked and shook her head.
"Okay, I believe you," Wrex said as the door opened and Jane blinked as she saw a Quarian hanging around the CDC with a Geth unit. There were also some Salarian guards standing not too far from the entrance to the security check point.
"Kal'Reegar, is that you?" Jane asked and the Quarian turned and raised a hand.
"Ma'am," he said and Jane smirked. Wrex saw her face and kept his mouth shut. Jane reached out a hand and Kal shook it.
"I didn't expect to see you here," Jane said and Kal nodded as he looked towards the meeting area.
"We took a smaller vessel here, one of our mixed crews. Fifty-fifty Quarian and Geth," Kal explained. Jane raised her eyebrows at that.
"Experimenting with crew set ups?" she asked and Kal nodded.
"With the Reapers about, we figure having our own synthetics gives us an advantage. We try to keep one to one ratios to help get used to each other, it takes time and...names have been difficult," he stated, giving a glance to the Geth unit behind him.
"Interesting...so why are you...here?" Jane asked with a smile. Kal coughed.
"I am Admiral Zorah's personal escort," he said and the light on his suit flickered. Jane wanted to go in for the kill.
"Personal escort? The Admiral is very fortunate to have someone like you guarding her body," Jane said.
"Keelah, Shepard, I warned you!" Tali cried from the door. "Jane Shepard you get over here right now!" Jane gave Wrex a look and the Krogan grinned.
"Ah the Admiral grew up so fast," Wrex said and Tali made noises at them.
"Jane, Wrex," John gave a scolding tone as he approached. Jane quickly turned to Kal.
"I hope you know what this means in human terms," Jane said, giving Kal a thumbs up and a wink before turning around. "Admiral Zorah you are sounding very short tempered today."
"I wonder why, Captain Shepard!" Tali snapped as they headed into the checkpoint.
"This is an official meeting," John warned as they all went through the checkpoint. Jane noticed Wrex scowling at the locker where his shotgun was locked up.
"Yes, yes, we were just trying to lighten up the mood before it got ugly," Wrex stated as they went through the unnecessarily slow body scan. Primarch Victus was at the table already with Dalatrass Linron. Legion was standing by the entrance of the meeting area. Liara was in the corner and there was a tablet that appeared to be running on a small table by her.
"Captain Shepard," Legion said and Jane nodded.
"Who are we waiting for?" Wrex asked.
"Just the Dramaye representative but they just boarded," John explained as the group began to gather. Victus took the end of the table, Linron took his left side while Javik stood to his right, Jane was next to Javik. Wrex stood next to Jane as Tali stood between Linron and Legion, John took the other side. A few minutes later a well-dressed Batarian male entered the room.
"Welcome sir," John said and the Dramaye nodded as he moved into the room. John offered his spot but the Dramaye waved him off before he squeezed between Wrex and John.
"I am Aman'Ranu, representative of the Dramaye strike force" he introduced himself and that seemed to trigger the official meeting.
"Urdnot Wrex, leader of clan Urdnot and the unified tribes," Wrex said as each person went around the table began introducing themselves.
"Captain Jane Shepard, here as a representative of Admiral Steven Hackett of the Alliance Navy," Jane said.
"Javik, representative of General Rahul of the Prothean Empire," Javik stated. There seemed to be a visible pause as those not in the know at the table blinked before shooting Javik a surprised look. He looked back at them and crossed his arms, seemingly unimpressed.
"Adrian Victus Primarch of Palaven," Victus said to keep the
"Dalatrass Linron of the Salarian Union," Linron stated.
"Admiral Tali'Zorah nar Rannoch of the Quarian Republic," Tali introduced.
"This unit is Legion nar Rannoch representing the Geth Consensus," Legion said.
"I am Spectre John Shepard, I will be acting as the mediator for this meeting.” John gestured to Liara. “Liara T’Soni will be acting as observer and reporter. All members will receive a copy of this recording moments after this meeting. I ask that all representatives remember that in accordance with Council law anything you agree to in this meeting will be taken as official agreements until written documents can be provided. I will of course state for the record when representatives agree on a course of action.” John took a breath; happy he hadn’t screwed that up. He’d barely read the entire procedure an hour before this meeting. “We all know the reason we are having this meeting. We need to begin planning for how to utilize our forces to fight the Reapers. The Reapers are a threat for everyone and we are fortunate to have the advice from those who fought them before."
"Fought them and lost," Linron huffed. Jane kept her mouth shut but she could tell who was going to be the fly in the ointment in this meeting. Jane glanced at Javik from the corner of her eye who looked annoyed.
"We only lose when the last of us are gone and our people have been forgotten," Javik stated with a slight sneer. "Do you know who my people are?" Linron made a face and Jane fought a smirk. John also shot the dalatrass a dark look, thinking back to the conversation in the elevator.
"The Prothean tactics have been an advantage we cannot deny Dalatrass," Victus stated.
"That may be, but they have been used before. I’m sure the Reapers have created their own tactics to counter them. I am more concerned about the presence of synthetics here," Linron huffed with a glare at Legion.
"I cannot deny my own reservations, the Dramaye do not support the use of AI," Aman said from across the table from Legion.
"That is something even I can agree on," Javik stated.
"The Geth are invaluable allies," Tali cut them off. "They have been building defensive software to keep Reaper spy programs off of Rannoch. The Quarians will stand with the Geth."
"We do not wish for the destruction of our Creators or the organics of this cycle. The Old Machines do not care about the Geth and will either destroy us or reprogram us before they return to dark space. They do not trust the synthetics made by those they destroy," Legion added.
"We are not without hope," Jane butted in. "Schematics found in the Mars archives are already being assembled. A Prothean device designed but never built in the previous Reaper cycle. The Council has approved the construction and Citadel forces are already building it. The reason that both General Rahul and Admiral Hackett could not be here is that they are already on the device. It is called the Crucible and it has been worked upon under the title Project Redemption. I have permission to reveal this to you because we need to use every resource in planning how we can defeat this enemy. Those who wish to be a part of the War Advisory Board permanently are asked to meet with the General and the Admiral there."
"This device needs to be secured and we need the best fleets," Victus added. "Palaven wants to aid, but we cannot leave our home world exposed."
"Earth is being demolished as we speak, but we need you all," Jane said.
"Rannoch will send our people, but we demand the Geth be allowed to help," Tali stated and Jane was surprised. She glanced at John but he was keeping a blank expression on his face. She knew he couldn’t say much as a Spectre, merely try to keep the meeting on point and keep the representatives on point. He must have known and Jane was proud with how professional he was in his role as non-biased mediator by keeping his mouth shut around her. “We need allowances that Geth be allowed in council-controlled space. We don’t want our friends and allies to be destroyed simply for trying to help.”
"The Dramaye have helped with this project...but we will be hesitant to work with synthetics," Aman confessed.
"We can give leeway and restrict the type of mobile units involved," Legion offered. "Would repair drone platforms be preferable?" Aman thought about it before looking at Javik. Javik sneered.
"Do you have non-mobile units?" Javik asked and Tali looked at Javik with probably a glare under her mask.
"Repair drones without combat ability would be agreeable for the Dramaye," Aman confessed.
“I can have writs issued for the Geth to be allowed into council-controlled space for the duration of the war,” Victus offer. Tali and Legion exchanged looks before Legion nodded. Tali sighed.
"The Quarians can accept that," she said. Jane could see Linron looking irritated that the Geth issue wasn't as big of a debate point.
“If there are no further objections then do all representatives agree to allow Quarian engineers and other staff with Geth controlled repair drones wit help with the project?” John asked. Everyone gave their agreement and John nodded to Liara who recorded it.
“Moving on to Primarch Vitus’s request to establish alliances for the forces on the front lines for this war,” John said turning to the Primarch.
"Palaven would officially request Krogan aid for the war on Palaven," Victus said to Wrex, jumping right to the point, and the look in Wrex's eye made Jane nervous.
"If the Turians want Krogan feet on the ground then the Krogan want one thing," Wrex growled and the Linron jumped.
“The krogan is in no position to make demands!” Linron snapped.
“The 'krogan' has a name. Urdnot Wrex. And I'm not just some junkyard varren you unleash whenever you're in trouble. I've got my own problems. Reaper scouts have arrived on Tuchanka. So why should I care if a few Turians go extinct?” Wrex snarled.
“Trying to draw out negotiations will get you nowhere, Wrex, I have no time for it. Just tell us what you want.” Victus countered.
“I'll tell you what I need...a cure for the genophage.” Wrex drawled and Linron’s eyes widened.
“Absolutely not! The genophage is nonnegotiable!” Linron exclaimed waving it off.
“Logically given the Krogan’s abilities in combat this seems to be an acceptable compromise,” Legion said and several turned to him surprise.
“I agree with that,” Tali spoke up. “They deserve this for what they’re being asked to do. I know we’d like to have Krogan bolstering our own forces.”
“As would I,” Aman agreed.
“As would the Alliance,” Jane noted. “Having actually fought beside krogan allies before, I would be honored to serve in this war with the Krogan."
“Of course you would,” Linron sneered.
“Why are you so opposed to the idea, Dalatrass?” John jumped in seeing the look on Jane’s face.
“Because my people uplifted the Krogan. We know them best.” Linron snapped and Jane had to literally bite her tongue to keep from responding to that.
“You mean you used us! To fight a war you couldn't win! It wasn't the Salarians or the Asari or even the Turians that stopped the rachni! It was Krogan blood that turned the tide!” Wrex thundered.
“And after that you ceased to be useful! The genophage was the only way to keep your...urges in check.” Linron seethed.
“Dalatrass, you may not like him, but Wrex is right. Insulting him won't change that.” Victus chided.
“I won't apologize for speaking the truth! We uplifted the Krogan to do one thing: wage war. It's all they know because it's all we wanted them to know.”
“Your people should have thought the matter through, then. Was it really a surprise the Krogan revolted?” Jane countered.
“That's precisely my point, Spectre. We made a rash decision. We turned to the Krogan in desperation. It's the same mistake you're about to make today. No good can come from curing the genophage.” Linron snapped.
“Dalatrass I know the other representatives agreed to have this done but your people created it so they have the data on the genophage. We need you to be willing to release that so a cure can be made. The Krogan have paid for their mistakes. The genophage has gone on long enough.” John noted.
“One thousand, four hundred, and seventy-six years, if you're keeping track.” Wrex growled.
“It was a thousand years of peace, free from these...brutes!” Linron snapped.
“Enough! Whether or not they deserve a cure is academic. It would take years to formulate one.” Victus said. Legion’s head plates shifted for a moment.
“The Geth would be willing to help build facilities and even aid in the research but Victus-Primarch has stated fact.” Legion explained. “We estimate creating a cure would take 5.73 standard galactic years.”
“I have information that says otherwise. A Salarian scientist, Maelon, grew a conscience. He was on my planet testing a cure on our females.” Wrex stated.
“I remember. His methods were barbaric.” John noted.
“But what you didn't know is that other females survived his experiments. So the dalatrass here sent in a team to clean up the whole mess...and to take them prisoner.” Wrex growled. John blinked in shock as Wrex turned on his omni-tool. They all watched a video play and John saw the shadow of a Salarian as they moved in what was obviously a secret facility. They moved quickly and stealthily towards several containment cells. John felt shock blow through him. He saw several krogans moving about in the cells.
“Where did you get this? It-it could be a fabrication!” Linron blustered.
“Don't insult me. Those are my people! They're immune to the genophage, and you're going to give them back!” Wrex roared.
“Dalatrass, is this true?” Victus demanded. The other representatives were all glaring at her.
“How will curing the genophage benefit my people?” Linron scoffed.
“How long do you think you'll last alone against the Reapers? Because if you don't help, that's how it'll end up.” John snapped before gesturing to everyone gathered around the table. Everyone was glaring at her, even Javik.
“We will stop all our trade agreements with the Salarian people,” Amon snapped. “My people abhor what you are doing. Hundreds of us died to get away from the Hegemony because of things like this.”
“And we will break off our talks for exchanges of technology,” Tali jumped in and Jane was impressed that the Quarians were already resuming trade. “We have a good relationship with Humanity and we can approach them for reopening our Embassy on the Citadel.”
“My people have done many things but we have never experimented on those who were uplifted or joined the Prothean Empire,” Javik sneered.
“The Alliance has always been vehemently against experimentation on sentient races and those that condone it,” Jane stated.
“And I'll be the last friendly Turian you ever see.” Victus said, putting the nail in the coffin.
“What's it going to be?” John demanded. Linron looked down, rubbing her face before speaking.
“The females are being kept at one of our STG bases on Sur'Kesh.” She said and John immediately turned to leave the conference room. “But I warn you, Spectre! The consequences of this will be felt for centuries to come!”
“Which will be nothing compared to what happens if the Reapers win!” John snapped as he stopped and turned to face the Dalatrass.
“Let's go get them.” Wrex growled.
“You're not setting foot on Sur'Kesh! This will take time to...” Linron blustered, trying to stall.
“It happens now.” Victus cut her off. “As Council Spectres, both Shepards can oversee the exchange.” Jane exchanged as look with the Primarch before nodding in agreement.
“If there is nothing else I declare this meeting over. We're going right now,” John snapped, leading the way out as everyone filed out, leaving the Dalatrass alone in the room.
“I won't forget this, Spectre!” Linron shouted after them. “Bullies have few friends when they need them most!”
~*TF*~
"This is the Salarian homeworld we're headed to. They aren't used to seeing Krogan here, so let's keep it simple," John warned and Jane looked at Wrex. He looked hyped for the rescue mission. Jane hoped it was very boring. "We land, get the females, and leave before anyone changes their mind."
"I still don't trust a word they say," Wrex growled.
"Dalatrass Linron will behave herself, Wrex. Taking those females is a serious breach of Council law, I plan to push for compensation to Tuchanka," Jane said and Wrex gave her a smirk.
"Glad to have a member of Clan Urdnot to watch my back," he said and Jane rolled her eyes.
"Let diplomacy play out. You'll get what you want," John added.
"These females are the best and probably last hope for my people," Wrex explained.
"We'll bring them back, Wrex. Don't worry," Liara stated.
"I appreciate that, Liara. I wouldn't want anyone else along for the ride," Wrex said, giving the asari a friendly smile. Garrus let out an exaggerated cough. "I suppose I can make room for you, too, Garrus. I did for the Prothean."
"I do not need to be included in the camaraderie, I am here to fight," Javik said and Jane gave John a look of amusement.
"I can get to like you," Wrex stated. "After this, you'll be welcomed on Tuchanka, if you fight as well as you claim."
"I guess I was right thinking you'd gone soft sitting on your throne. I hope you didn't forget how to hold a gun," Garrus teased.
"Spectre, I have the Salarian base on sensors," Cortez said from the front of the shuttle.
"Set her down," John ordered.
"Spectre, Salarian ground control says we don't have clearance to land," Cortez reported and Jane shook her head.
"Nothing is ever simple," Jane huffed.
"Tell them the dalatrass authorized this herself," John replied. Wrex growled.
"I knew they'd never keep their word!" he snarled. "Let's see them try to stop a Krogan airdrop." Jane got up.
"Wrex!" she cried as Wrex opened the door. As soon as it was opened he was out. "He's going to get so shot!"
"Yeah, I can see about half a dozen snipers," Garrus added as they looked at the salarians on the roof moving into combat stations.
"We have an unauthorized landing!" a voice over a loudspeaker called out.
"Jesus, this is going to be a mess," Jane moaned.
"And who authorized you to hold my race hostage?" Wrex demanded as salarians surrounded him. He used a biotic throw to send two salarians flying.
"I can help you with the paperwork," Liara commented to John.
"Let's go," John groaned as they jumped down after Wrex.
"Oh, those snipers are locked on him," Jane muttered as she jumped. Garrus landed next to her.
"I missed the two on that roof," Garrus commented casually. More salarians approached.
"Halt!" one demanded.
"Stand down! Hold your fire!" A salarian cried as he ran across the roof. "Spectre Shepards, restrain your colleague. We only found out about this transfer a few moments ago."
"I'd like to avoid a diplomatic incident," John said as Jane not so gently nudged Wrex.
"Could we try not to have a diplomatic incident?" Jane hissed at Wrex.
"As would we," the salarian stated to John.
"But you have something valuable to Wrex," John explained.
"Something worth dying for," Wrex stated, his eyes never leaving the salarian.
"This matter can be resolved, but I must insist he remain under guard," the Salarian said and Jane placed a hand on Wrex's arm.
"As an honorary member of your clan, I swear I can handle this, Wrex," Jane said.
"Fine, but if anything goes wrong, and all bets are off," he snarled, putting his gun up.
"Javik, stay with Wrex," Jane said and Javik looked irritated. "You don't have certain identifications that the rest of us do." His eyes rolled but he followed Wrex.
"I'm Padok Wiks, and I appreciate your understanding, Spectres. With war on everyone's minds, our people are on edge," Padok explained. The group looked over to see a containment cell with a Yaag in it.
"Is that a..." Garrus started.
"We see it," Liara stated.
"Do you think they know..." Garrus started again.
"Don't know, don't care, not my circus, not my monkey," Jane stated as she followed Padok.
"Did that translate right for you?" Garrus asked Liara and she shrugged.
"As you can see, this base contains sensitive information," Padok explained.
"What kind of work goes on here?" Jane asked, her eyes flickering to the Yaag.
"Evolutionary trials. Morphological simulations. Exogenetic assessments," Padok answered.
"Nothing is ever simple with salarians, is it?" she sighed.
"Science has always been our best defense," Padok said with a smile. "The research we do here has kept Sur'Kesh safe for millennia."
"Does that include studying lost Krogan?" John asked cautiously.
"The females were in poor health when we found them on Tuchanka," Padok explained. "They were brought here to stabilize their condition."
"This whole planet smells wrong," Wrex commented as he was escorted past.
"We'd like to see them," John stated.
"Of course. I'll need to clear you for the lower levels," Padok explained. "Give me a few moments and then come to the elevator."
The group moved to where Wrex and Javik were standing with two salarian guards.
"This is where all you salarians come from, huh? No wonder you're so soft. Too busy writing poetry about waterfalls," Wrex sneered and Javik looked like he agreed. "Shepard, I don't like this. I should be the one going in."
"How about you stay here and we only fight one war at a time, please?" Jane asked.
"That was just good old-fashioned Krogan hot air. If it'd been real, they'd be dead," Wrex chuckled.
"Who tipped you off about the females here?" John asked, giving his sister a look, she gave him a knowing look, they had the same suspect.
"Sorry, Shepard, but they're listening to every word we say. I prefer my Salarian liver served raw!" Wrex said, looking one of the guards dead in the eye. The guard across from him gave Wrex a dirty look.
"Actually, it was a delicacy in my cycle," Javik added and Jane coughed to cover a laugh as the other guard glared at Javik.
"Besides, you'd think this is the kind of thing the Shadow Broker would've known about," Wrex commented. "Too bad I don't know him. Or her." He casually gave the group the eye. Oh yeah, Wrex knew.
"I'm sure the Broker was very busy," Liara replied casually.
"Back on the Normandy, you said Reapers were sighted on Tuchanka," Jane said.
"Clans Jorgal and Ravanor sighted a few landing parties. The Reapers are up to something. Tuchanka may be a pile of radioactive rubble, but it's our pile and we'll fight to the last Krogan to keep it that way," Wrex said with a serious look on his face.
"That's what I always liked about you, Wrex," Liara said.
"My smoldering good looks?" he asked.
"There is that," she chuckled. "But you've never given up, and that determination's about to pay off."
"Yeah. You wouldn't have thought back on Virmire we'd be standing here doing this together?" Wrex chuckled.
"Those Krogan weren't the genophage cure, they were Saren's slaves. This is the cure," Jane said.
"What do you know about these females?" John asked.
"They weren't fertile, so we used them as decoys to draw off enemies from the ones who were," Wrex explained. "But Maelon's experiments changed that. These damn pyjaks stole them right out from under us."
"That's a pretty brutal way to treat your women, Wrex," John commented.
"Actually, it was the plan of the females," Jane explained and John blinked. "When I was on Tuchanka I got to spend a lot of time with the females. They're dedicated to each other like sisters. A dozen infertile Krogan females will give their lives without hesitation to protect a fertile sister."
"What a horrible way to live," Liara commented, Jane and Wrex both nodded.
"It's just one more thing that'll get better when the genophage is cured," Wrex said.
"Do you think the Krogan are ready to fight the Reapers?" John asked.
"Ever since Sovereign showed up. I figured this day would come," Wrex stated, pleased. "My people have spent too much time selling ourselves out as mercenaries. Now we can get back to doing what Krogan do best...saving everyone else from giant monsters."
"Never going to let us forget about the Rachni Wars are you?" Garrus teased.
"Last time I was at the Citadel, I didn't see a Turian statue in your honor," Wrex chuckled.
"Just wait till this war is over," Garrus shot back and Jane chuckled.
"We'll get those females, hold on tight, Wrex," Jane said before she noticed a familiar form. She elbowed her brother and walked over.
"Captain Shepard, Spectre Shepard. It's Major Kirrahe. I heard you were coming," Kirrahe said as he got up as the twins approached.
"Good to see you again, however, we're both acting as Spectres today, sounds like you've been promoted," Jane explained and he shook hands with Jane first and then John before he leaned against the piece of equipment he was working on.
"Yes, due in no small part to our mission on Virmire. "Hold the line." You saved my men that day," Kirrahe said, looking at John.
"Good to see a friendly face, Major," Garrus said shaking hands with Kirrahe.
"Garrus Vakarian, always a pleasure," Kirrahe said with honest pleasure. "And same to you, Dr. T'Soni."
"Major," Liara said with a head nod.
"It seems the Reapers have a way of bringing us together," Kirrahe said.
"How did you get posted to this base, Major?" John asked.
"I led the team on Tuchanka that found the females. Nasty business. Maelon may have meant well, but his operation was crude," Kirrahe explained. "Test subjects were unaccounted for. The females easily escaped his lab."
"What do you think about bringing the female krogan here?" Jane asked.
"Our scientists say it's important to preserve the females. 'Evolutionary paradigms.' I say, when people know you're hiding something valuable, they'll want to steal it," Kirrahe said. "Either way, I have my orders. They'll be your problem soon enough. Ironic. You destroyed the genophage cure, yet now it's the key to an alliance. Your standoff with Urdnot Wrex is legend within STG." He looked at John.
"I'm sure you saw Wrex's entrance," John chuckled.
"Our colonies three systems away saw it," Kirrahe joked.
"Yes, and he's rather angry about the security arrangements," Liara stated angrily.
"Apologies, but better that than a Krogan with a shotgun wandering the base," Kirrahe said and both Shepards nodded at that assessment. "This of all the casualties. Our med bay couldn't handle it."
"Security seems high. Are you expecting trouble?" John asked.
"Our motto in STG is to always expect trouble, and failing that, create trouble for someone else. Our enemies have the same idea," Kirrahe stated.
"Are the Salarians prepare for war with the Reapers?" Jane asked and Kirrahe's face became somber.
"I've heard what they're doing to your Earth. I'm not sure any species can prepare for that," he said. "Though rumors suggest you're building a superweapon of some kind?"
"Not us, the entire Council approved and we are pulling in experts from inside and outside of Council space," Jane said.
"This business with the females is part of it. Get the specialists and military experts on it, to get the Turians, we need the Krogan," John explained and Kirrahe nodded.
"Which is why I never became a diplomat. Too much hand-holding. Leave it to the dalatrasses," he said, shaking his head.
"Nice seeing you again, Major," Jane said.
"Likewise. And Shepards. Regardless of what the politicians decide, you can count on my support retaking Earth," he said, moving close and speaking low.
"You do that?" John asked.
"Consider it my way of returning a favor. It would be an honor to fight alongside you again. Good day," Kirrahe said. The team headed to the elevator. Padok approached.
"You have clearance now to see the females," he said. "I hope we can resolve this matter without reenacting the Krogan Rebellions."
"What do you think about handing over the Krogan?" John asked.
"I differ from most of my colleagues. Curing the genophage will bring closure to this issue," Padok said and Jane was honestly surprised. "In the future, the Krogan may yet play some role we can't even imagine. We should let the evolutionary process decide who lives and dies, not galactic politics."
"Thanks for your time," Jane said.
"Of course," he said.
The team headed to the elevator. An alarm went off.
"Alert! Threat condition two has been declared. Scramble readiness teams."
"What's happening?" John asked.
"Sensors have picked up activity on the perimeter," Padok stated. "Hurry, someone will meet you below." The team headed down.
~*TF*~
“Base personnel must remain on-site until further notice.”
“All specimens are accounted for, sir!”
John watched them moving this around as they stepped off the elevator. They looked around as the base personnel moved to secure.
“Shepard! Excellent timing. Good to have you here” A familiar voice exclaimed. John turned and couldn’t help but grin as he saw who was approaching them.
“Mordin?” John exclaimed in surprise.
“Eyesight still sharp. Surprise understandable. Hadn't expected to return to work.” Mordin noted.
“You're back with STG?” Garrus said, also surprised. Jane exchanged a smile with Liara.
“Special consultant. Had to be me. Someone else might have gotten it wrong.” Mordin glanced around before getting close to whisper to them. “Helped female krogan. Fed information to Clan Urdnot. Encouraged political pressure to free females.”
“You must be Wrex's inside source,” John said, pleasantly surprised. He was pleased his talks with Mordin had obviously changed his mind.
“Yes. Can explain later. Security warnings not normal. Need to get offworld for sake of Krogan. Females had weakened immune systems. Side effect of Maelon's cure. These didn't survive.” Mordin said as he led them into the base.
“But what about Maelon's research? I thought we saved it,” Jane noted.
“Indeed. Data saved, but not complete. Lacks crucial details to reconstruct cure, but still useful for synthesizing from living tissue. Couldn't save them.” Mordin said regretfully.
“I'm sure you did everything you could, Mordin.” John said soothingly.
“Arrived too late. Cannot delay now. One survivor. Immune to genophage. Can synthesize cure from her tissue.” Mordin explained and John felt relieved. The alliance between the species was still alive then.
“She's still here?” John asked and Mordin nodded.
“Yes. Last hope for Krogan. If she dies, genophage cure...problematic.” Mordin explained as the group approached Eve. “Please be careful. Krogan slow to trust.”
“I got this,” Jane said to John who nodded. He watched his sister approach the other woman and felt curious. He had never seen Krogan women interact before and he wondered how they treated Jane.
"I'm Urdnot-Shepard Jane, I am a Captain in the Alliance Navy," Jane said with a respectful bow of her head. The krogan female looked at her with a cautious eye.
"I know who you are Urdnot-Shepard. Are you here to kill me?" she asked and Jane's head jerked up at that.
"Never! Urdnot Wrex and our team is here to take you home. Have the salarians been mistreating you?" Jane asked and the female gave her a moment of consideration before turning her head to the chamber where the bodies were.
"Those were my sister you saw back there. They died in a lot of pain," she explained and Jane crossed herself as she looked at the covered forms.
"Did the best we could," Mordin said sorrowfully.
"And now I know I'm the only one left. That makes me dangerous to a lot of people," the female stated and Jane nodded as she approached the front of the cell.
"That's because you're the future of the Krogan race. We are fighting for that. We are fighting to bring you home," Jane said and she could see the cautious evaluation of a female krogan. Male krogan saw only opponents and threat levels, female krogans...they were deep wells of thought. Jane felt the time a female krogan carried more than a male. Wrex could be fifty or five hundred and Jane couldn't tell, but a female krogan, time clung to them in a way that you always knew who had the centuries behind her eyes and who didn't. The moment of evaluation was broken by alarms and the flashing of warning lights. The female looked up and then back at Jane.
"Then I hope you brought an army," she stated.
~*TF*~
“Alert! Unidentified vessels have breached the perimeter.”
“Give me an update!”
“Outbound communications have been severed! We're cut off!”
“Secure all data to offsite location!”
“What's happening?” John said to Mordin. The Salarian didn’t get a chance as his moni-tool began to beep. John turned it on and blinked in surprise to see it was a video call from Wrex.
“John, its' Wrex, Cerberus troops are attacking the base. Get the females out of there now!” Wrex snarled.
“Only one survived, Wrex. It might be safer down here.” John noted.
“What? So the Salarians can kill her like the others? No deal! If you still want this alliance, get her out of there!” Wrex snapped at him disconnecting the call. John scowled, irritated his friend was backing him into a corner. He approached the guard monitoring the woman’s container.
“Release the female. We're leaving.” John ordered him.
“I can't. Protocol states during lockdown no specimen-” He was cutoff and let out a cry of shock as his body lit up from a neural shock attack.
“Objection noted. Now, please release Krogan.” Mordin drawled and John did his best not to laugh. The man quickly obeyed and Mordin moved into the pod’s control room. “Need to monitor pod as it clears quarantine procedures. Meet us at next checkpoint, Shepards. Likely Cerberus opposes genophage cure.”
“You'll see Tuchanka again. I promise.” Jane reassured her as the pod began to move.
“Get to elevator, Shepard.” Mordin ordered as they unholstered their weapons. As they approached the elevator a soldier was working on the control panel.
“Something's wrong with the elevator, it's not responding” he explained as they approached. After a moment the control console turned green and chirped. “There...try it now, Spectres” John moved forward to open the door and blinked in surprise to see a bomb sitting on the elevator floor, counting down.
“Oh crap...” Garrus said succinctly.
“Get back!” John roared, turning to dive away. Liara tugged Jane behind a desk but John had barely moved when the bomb went off. His shields bore the explosion as he went skidding along the ground, the bomb was a light yield meant only to take out the elevator.
“John you okay?” Liara asked as Jane rushed to Garrus to check him over. John shook his head, his ears ringing but okay.
“I’m good,” John said as a scientist came over to check on them. “Is there another way out of here?”
“Other side of the lab. An emergency exit. I can open it from here.” The man said and John nodded.
“Let’s go, we need to catch up to Mordin.”
~*TF*~
After they made their way up to the next floor it became brutal. Cerberus troops were dropping in all over the place. They were well trained, using their landing jets to drop down safely to ambush them at odd angles. They had come up on a squad of salarian soldiers but they had been quickly gunned down by the Cerberus men due to sheer numbers before the team could get to them. Again they fell into a perfect rhythm as they fought their way through the lab. John narrowed his eyes at the Yahg in containment pods as they fought by them. He mentally filed it away to look into this later, if there was a later. As they rounded the corner his concerns seemed to be justified as a yahg broken free of their pod to pulverize some of the nearby Cerberus troops before storming off. As John looked for away around the now burning gas lines he heard his girlfriend take ribbing.
“Careful. There goes the next Shadow Broker.” Jane noted.
“Could've sworn he was muttering "T'Soni" the whole time…” Garrus chimed in.
“Not funny.” Liara countered as John couldn’t help but grin a little. After making their way up the stairs John heard Mordin calling over the radios for help. Quickly gunning down the Cerberus troopers John led the team to the checkpoint.
“Quickly, John! Technician dead. Clear us through the checkpoint.” Mordin said and John worked at the console as Jane checked on the woman.
“Are you okay?” Jane asked.
“Containment shield is holding. Will try to repair if necessary. Can't speak for Krogan's health, however.” Mordin answered as he answered for them and Jane shot him an amused look.
“I'm fine.” The female answered Jane.
“Females kept secret. Possibly a mole in STG. Could be indoctrinated. If no Krogan alliance with Turians, Reapers left unchallenged.” Mordin noted.
“We'll do more than challenge them.” John said as he got the pod through the checkpoint and it began to rise again.
“Shepards, meet us at next checkpoint. Cerberus likely to target…” Mordin said just before the pod was rocked by gunfire. A Cerberus shuttle was opening fire from behind. “Hurry! Next checkpoint.” John growled and chuck a grenade into the shuttle’s open door. The Cerberus men began to scream and try to find it but it exploded, sending the shuttle down in a firey ball. Their shuttle flew by with two Cerberus shuttles chasing it.
“Shepard, get cracking! I'll try to draw some of their fire!” Wrex bellowed over the comms.
“You primitives need flying lessons to evade and keep shuttles steady so we may shoot as well!” Javik berated Wrex and John realized the Prothean was with them.
“Shepard, last attack compromised security systems! Attempting to compensate!” Mordin broke in and John scowled. When it rained, it poured.
“Hang on, we're trying to get to you, Mordin!” John noted and led the team through the opening into the thick of it.
~*TF*~
The team rushed up the stairs to see Kirrahe in cover behind a wall.
"Spectres, stay back! Hostiles just down the hall," Kirrahe warned as he gave a glance over his shoulder.
"Is there an easier way around?" John asked and Kirrahe smirked.
"You could say that," he said with a cocky tone as he proceeded out of cover holding up a streamline pistol. It shot large round orbs surrounded in mass effect fields. Jane peered out of cover to see it stick to a Cerberus soldier and then explode, rending the soldier's head a bloody mess.
"How do I not have one of those?" Garrus sighed in a wistful tone.
"I know what I want for Christmas," Jane added in the same tone.
"Go, Spectres! I'll cover you!" Kirrahe called and the team ran into action, quickjly killing the troopers. Letting Kirrahe hold that area they moved to the next floor.
“Mordin was right. Cerberus must have been tipped off. They got here too fast.” Garrus said as they moved.
“Every war has its traitors.” Liara said with resignation. John said nothing but agreed with her. Shoirtly after they reached the last checkpoint and Mordin waved them over.
“Pod cannot move. Suspect Cerberus has cut power. Can't progress until you reroute emergency systems.” Mordin explained and John sighed.
“We’ll find it,” John said and the team moved to find then fix the power to the containment cell. Shortly after they found it John and Garrus began to work on it. As they worked Jane saw the most beautiful surprise.
"Oh Christmas has come early!" she grinned as she held the pistol that Kirrahe had been using.
"No way, I want one," Garrus sighed in envy.
"Oh no, this baby is mine," Jane said, running her fingers over the gun gently. "Let's get them moving." As the team came around the corner Mordin looked at them from the containment container.
"Excellent! Can clear us. Wait! Another Cerberus squad!" he warned and Jane grinned.
"I get to try out my new baby," she said as she began taking head shots and learning the delay of the explosions. It was over quickly.
"Excellent. Affinity for destruction intact, Shepard. Can clear us through now," Mordin said as John moved to the controls. Jane looked up at the female Krogan.
"How are you holding up?" she asked and the female tilted her head as she looked at Jane.
"Containment shield strong. But not designed for direct fire," Mordin said and Jane was impressed, the field was doing pretty well against Cerberus.
"You don't know me," the female said to Jane and Jane looked at the krogan. She had met several of the female and to see one so hurt and desperate for children.
"But I'd like to. Hang in there," Jane said.
"How many more checkpoints?" John asked.
"Just the landing area. Hope Urdnot Wrex still waiting," Mordin commented.
"Wrex can't keep his hands off a fertile female. He'll be there," the female said and Jane smirked.
"I'll see you up top," she said. A few more Cerberus grunts entered the area. Jane was pleased to put her new present from STG to use. She would see about getting Garrus one later...if later came. The Cerberus troops were easily taken down and the team moved.
"Shepards, get your asses up here! I can't fly around forever!" Wrex growled over the comms.
"The female's on the way up to the landing area," John reported.
"You pull this off, and I'm making you an honorary krogan," Wrex chuckled.
"Only a krogan, why don't I get to be an Urdnot?" John teased.
"Go through the proving alone like your sister and we can talk," Wrex shot back.
"That ladder should take us back up top," Jane pointed and John went up first. As they got up the sound of personal landing jets let them know Cerberus were jumping in.
"Shepard! They found us! Under heavy attack!" Mordin called over the comms.
"Liara, singularities," Jane said and the asari nodded. The two women stood up and each placed a singularity on either side of the field, ripping Cerberus agents off their feet. Jane pulled her sniper and stood beside Garrus, picking off agents, their heads vanishing in splashes of red.
"Stop stealing my kills, Shepard," Garrus commented.
"If you want them, you need to call them out sooner," Jane shot back. It was a methodical slaughter but like the well honed machine they were, they took out the agents. They approached the control panel.
"Shepard, you must authorize release," Mordin explained. "Pod then transfers to loading area."
"Let's get you out of there," John said.
"Shepards, heads up! you got incoming!" Wrex cried over comms. A mech landed like a boulder and the team stared at it.
"Cover!" Jane cried and the team scrambled to get behind machinery.
"I can't land until you deal with that thing! It's too dangerous!" Wrex cried. Jane and Liara threw warps at the thing as Garrus overloaded its shields and John kept it distracted.
"Can't you just rip this one apart?" John called.
"Liara, you want to try to make a wish?" Jane called.
"I don't understand what you're saying," Liara said, confused.
"Sorry, brother, we got to blow this one up!" Jane pulled her Scorpion and emptied the clip. It was satisfying to watch the mech explode. Wrex landed the shuttle and he and Javik stepped out. John approached Wrex and they shook hands.
"You had me worried there for a minute," Wrex chuckled. Jane and Mordin headed to the pod. Mordin offered a hand to the female only for Wrex to push him out of the way. "Let's get you out of there." The female stepped down, ignoring Wrex's offered hand and Jane smirked. She was starting to like the female krogan already. Two Cerberus agents dropped from above. The female did not hesitate to rip the shotgun from Wrex's hands and shoot the two. Jane definitely liked the female krogan already. She shoved the gun back into Wrex's chest.
"I can handle myself, Wrex," she said and Jane smirked as she followed the female.
"Women," Wrex huffed.
~*TF*~
Jane, John, Wrex, Mordin, and Victus were at the meeting table on the Normandy.
"You have the female, Wrex. A cure for the rest of your people can come later," Victus said.
"That wasn't the deal," Wrex growled.
"But Palaven needs your reinforcements now. We can't delay," Victus cried.
"Unless every Krogan gets the cure, there's no alliance," Wrex snapped.
"Mordin, how long will it take to finish a cure?" John asked.
"Need to synthesize base antigen from female. Also requires healthy male Krogan tissue. Will need a sample," Mordin explained.
"You're looking at it," Wrex grinned and Jane rolled her eyes.
"Acceptable. Will need you to remain aboard Normandy for procedure and testing," Mordin stated.
"Let's hope the food's gotten better," Wrex grunted.
"Formulating a cure that works for every Krogan sounds like a tall order, Mordin. Can you do it?" Jane asked.
"Of course. Similar to genophage modification project. Working against own alterations this time, not as simple as garbage DNA blocking attachment sites. Will need to counteract shutdown of redundant nervous system, adjust neurotransmitter levels," Mordin commented.
"Got it," Jane cut him off quickly.
"Will create cure. Don't need to worry," Mordin said.
"Then get started, Mordin, and make it quick," John said.
"Always do. Will be in med bay if you'd like to speak more. Eve requires tests," Mordin said.
"Eve?" Jane asked, that was not a Krogan name.
"Female's real name unknown. Normandy a human vessel. Human mythology seemed appropriate under circumstances. Suggest speaking with her. New perspective. Surprising in Krogan," Mordin commented before leaving.
"Now, is there anything else?" John asked.
"There's a small matter concerning a ship we've lost contact with..." Victus stated.
"What happened?" John asked.
"I'd rather discuss it...in private," Victus stated.
"Turian problems can't even come close to what I've got," Wrex sneered.
"What is it?" Jane asked, peeved at her Krogan friend.
"Some of my men went missing. The rest of it we can discuss...somewhere else," Wrex stated, giving Victus a look. Jane rolled her eyes.
"We'll find you both in the War Room. Just be ready to talk," John huffed. After both leaders left the conference room John groaned and rubbed at his temples. "Can you believe this?"
"Actually, I have more," Jane sighed and John groaned.
"What else?" he asked.
"Admiral Hackett sent a message. Apparently there is a researcher named Dr. Garret Bryson on the Citadel. Apparently he has uncovered some new information," Jane explained and John gave her a look.
"What kind of information?" John asked and Jane shrugged.
"No idea, but rumor has it, he's been studying Prothean tech, so he could have something useful," Jane said. The twins shared a look, perhaps Dr. Bryson had some new weaponry to help in the fight against the Reapers.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
"Shepard," Tali huffed as she approached Jane after the meeting. "You better not be bothering Kal'Reegar!"
"Oh you know I think he's great," Jane said and Tali huffed.
"I do not need you interfering in my love life," Tali stated and Jane gave her a look.
"You do know I'm the reason John actually told you the truth about him and Liara right?" Jane said and Tali made a noise. "He would have NEVER realized that you had feelings for him and he would have led you on for ages if not for me."
"That is your brother being a boshtet," Tali stated.
"True, but I did that because you're like my little sister, and I want my little sister to be happy, and have you see Kal'Reegar's butt?" Jane asked and Tali squeaked.
"That's not appropriate!" Tali cried. "I am his Admiral!"
"And I get the feeling he would love to take some private time orders from you...Ma'am," Jane stated and Tali's little light on her suit flickered. "Let me know when you guys finally link your suits."
"Shut up!" Tali cried and Jane chuckled.
OMAKE 2
“Toby what’s with the party setup?” Belle asked as she walked outside. It was relatively quiet from the other side of the wall, a surprise to her since she’d basically threw more fuel on the shipping war fire. On their side of the wall between it and the studio the entire area was laid out with dozens of tables and chairs. A long sandwich buffet was set-up with lots of drinks and way too many kegs in her opinion.
“The remaster comes out shortly!” Tobias exclaimed gleefully as he finished staking down a large sign for the party. “I’m hoping we’re going to get even more reviewers and maybe even fans! I even got a couple of reviews on FFN!”
“Wasn’t one of them a troll saying you stole the story from me?” Belle asked, amused.
“Yeah but a few people weren’t!” Toby said happily, gesturing to two people near the kegs. Belle glanced at them and face palmed when she noticed they were wearing name tag stickers that said ‘Hi my name is:’. “They’re Groth and DWJ?”
“Yup, new people! I’m hoping after people start playing they get a hankering for new stories!” Tobias chirped as Traynor moved towards them wheeling a cart with dozens of bags of chips.
“Where’s Pales?” Belle inquired noticing Traynor didn’t have her girlfriend following her.
“I have her tied up right now,” Traynor said as she moved past them. Belle looked at Toby in surprise.
“Like literally?” Belle asked him and Tobias gave her a look.
“Do you seriously want to know that?” he countered.
“Well how did you get the shipping war quiet for the party?” Belle asked for a change of topic.
“I may have thrown them someone to keep them occupied,” Tobias admitted and Belle stared at him wide eyed.
“What. Did. You. Do?” she hissed at him before her attention was drawn to the wall from a loud crash. The answer to her question came from the angry shout from the other side of the wall.
“I’M NOT PUTTING THAT ON!” Jane screamed.
“But you’re our queen! You deserve royal robes as we fight for who we choose to be your king!” A fanatic cried.
“IT’S BIKINI SHAPED N7 ARMOR!”
“Toby,” Belle growled as she turned around and found Tobias had already hurried off to attend to another detail for the party.
“You didn’t get the chance to tell him about what comes out a week before the remaster boss lady?” Lili asked as she walked up, also with a name tag.
“He’ll figure it out,” Belle muttered. “I hired her to be on the staff.”
“This is gonna end poorly.” Another reviewer muttered to someone else.
“As long as he lives to write the next chapter I’m okay with it,” they said in response.
OMAKE 3
Belle sighed, the shipping wars were heating up and because she was the director for the Garrus/Jane/Kaidan love triangle Toby had shoved the job of hiring new security staff onto her.
"I think I'm going to have to contract outside of Bioware for this..." she sighed. "I guess I'll put up the wanted ad for some muscle. As long as we don't get any of the Dead by Daylight killers applying, we should be fine."
One Wanted Ad Listing Later
"Uh....boss..." Iron Bull called from outside.
"What is it, Bull?" Belle asked as she grinned over her next romantic scene. The shippers would be rabid after this.
"Your...uh...your two o'clock is here," he said and Belle grinned.
"Excellent please show them in," Belle stated as she looked at the name. "Excuse me but I'm going to mess...mess...up..." Belle's eyes widened as the figure began to move into her office and she realized where she had seen the name before.
A few minutes later…
"What's so important?" Toby asked as Bull dragged him to Belle's office.
"You need to see it to believe it," Bull cried and threw opened the door. Belle was pinned to the wall by Lady Dimitrescu, her feet dangling three feet over the ground. Belle looked at Toby.
"Help me!" she cried as Lady D laughed.
"Oh, more company, I do love a ménage à trois," she purred as Belle and Toby both felt terror.
"Well...shit..." Toby stated as Lady D moved to hold Belle by her neck and reached with her other hand toward Toby.
OMAKE 4
“Where is Tobias?” Morrigan huffed. “He was supposed to be going over the budget for the next chapter!”
“How should I know?” John grumbled. “He scheduled the meeting for his office I figured he’d be here. Belle mentioned he needed to meet the new hires. The Brysons and some more support staff.”
“More staff?” Tali asked.
“Apparently their turnover is pretty high between the shipping war out front who keeps pulling staff into it and people who run afoul across the cast,” Liara noted as she studied a tablet.
“Yeah apparently Belle hired a new chief of security,” Elizabeth said as she rifled through Toby’s desk. “She comes highly recommended, I guess. Belle also stated she fell in love with her memes too.”
“Well how does that make her qualified-” Wrex was cut off as Tobias Fiften burst into his own office. He slammed the door shut behind him, leaning his back against it as he panted. The room’s occupants were all startled and their concerns grew seeing the state the author was in. He had light scratches all over him, his shirt was torn in places and his hair was ruffled with his glasses askew. His eyes were wide with terror and he seemed to be in a state of shock.
“Toby what happened to you?” Elizabeth asked, as she rushed over to check him over.
“Belle’s…new hire…” he said, gasping for air. “She…she’s…big. And clingy.”
“Is it one of those Amazons?” Wrex asked with a grin.
“I wish,” Toby whimpered. “I had to leave Belle to her fate!” The sound of loud clicking heels came from the hallway.
“Ara, ara where did my little Toby-kun go?” an alluring female voice came from the hallway and the door handle to the office rattled.
“And she didn’t get the one from the game either, she got the meme version!” Toby said in fear. The cast exchanged looks at the uncharacteristic behavior from the author.
“Who exactly?” Liara inquired. Toby opened his mouth to speak but he squeaked in fear as the door was hit, splintering the wood as it sent him sprawling forward into Elizabeth. Several more hits easily broke it aside. Everyone blinked as the woman ducked to enter the room.
“Well, well what do we have here?” Lady Dimitrescu drawled as she stood tall in the office. “More tasty treats. I’ll play with you later I’m hungry for that one right now.”
“Oh hell!” Tobias squeaked. Realizing he had to execute an escape plan already he shot Morrigan a frantic look. “Escape plan alpha!”
“Yes sir.” Morrigan said, realizing she was also trapped in the same room with this woman. A portal appeared under Tobias and Elizabeth which they instantly fell through with Morrigan diving in after them. Realizing that Toby had cut and run John grabbed Liara and Tali, yanking them with him as he jumped in right after Morrigan just before the portal closed. Leaving Wrex all alone with the vampire giantess.
“Aw all alone. Well I do love lizards. Want to play little man?”
“Once more unto the breach,” Wrex grumbled before pulling his shotgun free.
OMAKE 5
(Toby: Just so you know folks, there were originally only 4 Omakes. Then we played Legendary edition.)
“I don’t think this will work Toby,” Belle said looking over the revisions to the previous chapter. “I mean I get we can reuse the old studios to re-shoot the scenes but it’s a lot of work for little gain.”
“I think you’re right Belle,” he said after a moment before sighing. “Plus I think the Thresher Maws are enjoying their new tentacles a little too much.”
“Why do you say that?” Belle asked as she looked up at Toby. He gestured out to the wide area they used for space and planet scenes from the ME1 arc. Jane was struggling amidst almost a dozen tentacles that had sprung up around her during the wait time. The Thresher Maw Bob was out of the ground, drooling its acid but watching the scene before him avidly.
“Help me for the love of God help me!” Jane screamed in fear and Belle couldn’t blame her one bit for it. “I’m a female protagonist and I’m being attacked by tentacles! That means there’s only one thing that could happen next!”
“I’ll go get the hose,” Toby sighed before heading to the side of the building. “How cold does it need to be to cool down a Thresher Maw anyways?”
“I’ve seen enough hentai to know where this is going,” Belle muttered.
“JAMES YOU PERV! PUT DOWN THE CAMERA AND HELP ME!”
OMAKE 6
"Mr. Toby could you please do something about Miss Belle," Traynor cried as she approached Toby. He sighed, what the heck had Belle done to the poor woman THIS time.
"What has she done now?" he groaned as he headed to Belle's office. The door was shut but Toby could hear what was upsetting Traynor.
"Oh, do you like that? How about a little harder?" Belle cooed. "Mmmm I bet you like that. Want me to go faster now. Yeah, like that. Oh you look ready for action now hmmm. I can't wait to take you home and watch you blow..."
"It's Friday isn't it," Toby stated.
"I don't understand how what day of the week it is has anything to do with what she's doing to whoever is in there!" Traynor cried.
"Oh...the weight of you in my hand, I might have to just sneak out early..." Belle said lustfully. Toby kicked open the door.
"Hey! You don't leave until you finish writing your scene!" he barked and Belle glared as she clutched her Scorpion heavy pistol close to her chest.
"You are certainly not the boss of me," Belle shot back and Traynor stared at Belle and then the gun.
"You were saying all those things to a GUN?" Traynor cried and Belle stared at Traynor and then Toby.
"She really likes that gun," Toby explained.
"You were MOANING!" Traynor cried.
"How do you polish your weapons?" Belle asked.
"I tend to moan too," Iron Bull called from behind the office.
"See, it's normal," Belle shot at Traynor. "Now get out, I already finished my scene, I even have Scorpion Time in my schedule right now so shoo." She said, waving a free hand at the two and Toby shrugged as he backed out of the office and closed the door. "How dare they try and get between us." There was a kissing noise. "Oops, need to polish that off."
"A gun..." Traynor gasped and Toby nodded.
"I should get to work, also, don't hang out around Belle's office on Friday afternoons, she heads to the range on Saturday's for skeet shooting so she polishes the Scorpion on Fridays," Toby advised.
"It was a gun...but the things she said..." Traynor stammered.
"Yeah, it's creepy, but we all have those moments..." Toby shrugged.
OMAKE 7
“Uhhhhwaaaht?”
Toby stepped around the reviewer who was moaning incoherently into the ground as he tried to clean up after the Legendary party. Unlike some people he worked with he was an early riser. Partially because of his insomnia and the fact that his day job required him to wake at 5 am. Not that it mattered much her at the studio. Toby jabbed his trash stick into a group of cups and smacked them off into the trash can behind him. Unlike his female cohort he accepted the fact that when you threw a party, you cleaned up after said party. He rather enjoyed it, after he got to see the aftermath.
“I am the Napoleon!” A new reviewer cried, rolling by him on an office chair. Apparently they were still drunk as hell because they were charging someone else with a one of Belle’s dakimakura pillows. He blinked at that, wondering how they had gotten into her stash.
“That’s gonna end badly,” Jack said as she came up next to Toby. The author grunted in agreement as they watched. The reviewer who had issued the battle cry to the other who dropped the tray of breakfast food on top of their opponent. The loud crash woke several of the people sleeping on the lawn. Tobias shook his head as this attracted their ire and even more grumbling and cussing filled the air.
“Eh still not as bad as my twenty-first birthday,” Toby said as he resumed cleaning. “I woke up two states over wearing only jeans, socks and my glasses. Its why I never overindulge anymore.”
“Otherwise you might end up like them,” Jack said, pointing to the wall keep the shipping war contained. Tobias glanced over and sighed again. Several people were partially clothed, even completely nude on top of the wall. Judging by the spray paint on the wall someone had turned it into a strip stage for a contest.
“Who do you think won?” he said to Jack who smirked.
“Wrex,” she said, nodding her head down the way. Toby turned and saw the Krogan was topless as he dozed against the wall with several naked fans cuddling him.
“Someone’s gonna feel that this morning.” Toby muttered as he continued cleaning.
Belle Note: Just for clarification. 1) I do not own a single dakimakura pillow, no offense to people who have them, I just find them creepy, especially the ones of young characters. Toby likes to put weird crap like that in omakes on me because he wants to use certain things for comedic effect and they are less creepy if a female does them. Example, me having a collection of dakimakura pillows is less creepy than HIM having a collection of them. Thus, in these omake *I* get to be the one with the weird habit that I don't have IRL. 2) I do not go to bed after I host a party until the majority of the mess is cleaned up and anything that needs to soak has a mixture of water and soap in it. Toby does wake up hella early and I have more than once warned him that if he texts me before a certain time on the weekends I will perform bodily harm on him when he least expects it. This has not stopped him from texting me on Saturdays at the ungodly time of 6:30am. He also goes to bed hella early so when he texts me after 9pm I usually have to order him to go to sleep. Just a clarification that the omake versions of us are not true to reality.
Toby Note: *gets his shovel for the bullshit*
OMAKE 8
~*TF*~
After they made their way up to the next floor it became brutal. Cerberus troops were dropping in all over the place. They were well trained, using their landing jets to drop down safely to ambush them at odd angles. They had come up on a squad of salarian soldiers but they had been quickly gunned down by the Cerberus men due to sheer numbers before the team could get to them. Again they fell into a perfect rhythm as they fought their way through the lab. John narrowed his eyes at the Yahg in containment pods as they fought by them. He mentally filed it away to look into this later, if there was a later. As they rounded the corner his concerns seemed to be justified as a yahg broken free of their pod to pulverize some of the nearby Cerberus troops before storming off. As John looked for away around the now burning gas lines he heard his girlfriend take ribbing.
“Careful. There goes the next Shadow Broker.” Jane noted.
“Could've sworn he was muttering "T'Soni" the whole time…” Garrus chimed in.
“Not funny.” Liara countered as John couldn’t help but grin a little.
Belle smirked to herself as they finished filming this scene. Little did Liara know, but it was funny and Belle enjoyed writing this exchange down completely.
“Did I do good Mistress Belle?” The yahg actor asked and Belle scratch him on top of his head making his ears wiggle.
“You did very well Sloth.” Belle said and the yahq gave her a dopy grin.
Notes:
Belle Note: So Sur'Kesh is actually the place where I met my true love. The Scorpion heavy pistol is my absolute FAVORITE weapon in the ME series. Never before have I loved a gun so much in a game. It is just...beautiful. The scene where Kirrahe steps out from behind cover to shoot , crossing his dainty ankles made me fall just a little for the Salarian STG leader. The fact that Garrus literally said what I was thinking only made me love that scene all the more. It is just...perfection. However, I did learn the VERY hard way NEVER to use the Scorpion on a replay. The FIRST replay I did of ME3, I had my Scorpion loaded and when Dr. Eva attacks you, the delay on the explosions means you die. She kills you dead EVERY time. The worst part was that I saved AFTER you finished your load out! Oh my God...I died. I think I called or texted Toby to let him know about my fuck up. I had to replay the ENTIRE start of the game so I could fix my load out, then put my Scorpion back on. I never blamed my Scorpion for that.
Toby Note: Yeah Belle was so relieved to find out I had done the same thing. Granted I did it with a different gun and not the Scorpion but I got the same result. Don’t get me wrong it makes for a funny glitch but an annoying one.
I’d like to say that I think Belle knocked it out of the park reworking the Kiadan/Jane/Garrus love triangle. I agreed with her when she said the triangle aspect of the romances in ME3 were not well done. When she said that she was going to do it better I encouraged her but when she gave me an overview of what she was going to have each of them say I felt like she was…well I can’t use that word without an E rating but I thought she was going to turn Garrus into one. Nope, my boy basically said he understood what she was feeling but he was going to fight for her and she was his. *fist bumps Garrus* Fucking A!
Also, a not so fun fact about this chapter I got this e-mail to me from Belle at 1:30ish in the morning after she worked on it all day. To say I was upset with her is understating it. Look I don’t mind the drive for work and Belle herself has chastised me for working myself to the bone but please take care of yourselves. Things will keep. As a man who suffers from insomnia losing sleep is something you should never do unless you absolutely have too.
Belle Note 2: To be clear, while I was up until 1 something, I slept until 9, so I got plenty of sleep. Also, I think it was totally worth it.
Chapter 34: Breeching the Darkness
Summary:
The Shepards meet with Doctor Bryson only to learn that the Leviathan does not want to be found. Unfortunately for the Leviathan, if it could turn the tide in the war against the Reapers, the Shepards will find it. Newly appointed Spectres Ashley Williams and Kaidan Alenko join the search for Leviathan.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: Blarg…hafda…dimensions…toast…gurk…twelve hours days…blten…weeks straight…*collapses face first in front of the readers*
Belle's Note: Don't worry folks, he is not dead yet. *pans camera away from his body* The truth is, I did NOT want to apply any pressure to Toby because he was working INSANE amounts of overtime and what not. Anyone who has followed us from the ME1 arc may have seen a huge point where we were not posting. This was because I was suffering from the worse writer's block I have ever encountered. Over a year of inactivity. It was bad, so I wasn't going to bother Toby.
Toby's Note 2: *after regaining consciousness due to strong coffee* So before this chapter I convinced Belle to do a sit down to hash out the remaining elements of the ME3 arc. After four hours I am happy to say it’s been finalized! We know exactly what chapters we’ve got left, what events will take place and who will be writing them! Now all I need is time to do it…
Belle's Note 2: I have to say now that MY job is picking up, I am pleased to say because we know where we are going, I am going to RELISH working you all over. I mean...entertaining all of you. *shark smiles* Don't worry about it.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 33: Breeching the Darkness
Earth Date: October 24th, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
“Did the diplomats leave without any incidents?” Jane asked and John sighed as they watched the scenery pass them by below.
“No one really said anything,” John noted. “They all seemed concerned that Cerberus, a human supremacy organization, had spies on the Salarian home world. Personally I think its further evidence the indoctrinated are working together. We need some way to ferret them out.” Jane made a hum as she watched out the window as the car began to slow down.
“I’m just glad Wrex and Primarch Victus were amendable to this diversion. I guess a mission for the Primarch got delayed. Same for Wrex,” Jane noted. “Where is this place anyway?”
“That’s it down there,” John pointed out as the taxi began to land. Jane peered out the window and whistled.
“An apartment on the Citadel with a large enough patio garden to land an air car,” Jane noted as the car finished landing. “The Alliance has to be bank rolling this.”
“Didn’t the brief say he was living here as well?” John said as the car doors opened up, letting the Shepards out. As they walked into the facility Jane raised an eyebrow at the large piece of literal Reaper in a restraining field.
“Not too smart with that here,” she noted. John glanced around the room and noted it wasn’t just the Reaper that stuck out. There was a large dinosaur skeleton he couldn’t identify hung from cables above their heads, at least half a dozen work stations within easy view and at one of them was the man they needed to meet, Dr. Garret Bryson. He was finishing a conference with a researcher and as he did he turned to face the Shepards.
“Ah the Shepards, we’ve been expecting you. Just a moment,” Dr. Bryson said glancing at them. “And Hadley, could you gather the Leviathan data for us?” Dr. Bryson gestured and led them to the other side of the research facility. As he led them in John noted even more workstations, a large galaxy map, a human husk head of all things and several artifacts in a display case.
“Apologies Spectres; the rest of my team is out investigating leads right now. I’m Dr. Garret Bryson and this is Task Force Aurora,” The doctor explained and Jane nodded.
“If I remember correctly, Doctor, your mandate is to investigate legends, rumors, old stories about the Reapers from before, correct?” Jane noted and Bryson nodded.
“The Alliance is still desperate for intelligence. Reaper motives, their operational tactics, anything that can give us an edge.” Bryson noted. “While the Protheans have given us vital intelligence even they don’t know why the Reapers do what they do, just that they reap everyone and everything. You know as well as I, Spectres, that knowing why an enemy fights is just as important in knowing how to stop them.”
“I have to say we could have used your help three years ago,” John noted and Bryson scowled, handing John a data pad.
“Yes. If people had paid more attention to your Prothean beacon, we might not be in this war,” Bryson grumped before moving to the galaxy map. “Now we have new intelligence that might give us an edge.” John hummed, engrossed in the pad and the records. Jane, being Jane and shorter than John, pulled John's hand down slightly so she could read around his shoulder.
“Hadley do you have the data?” Bryson asked, and John didn’t pay much attention to them until he heard a familiar sound that made him jolt up as did Jane.
The click of a gun’s safety going off.
“No.” Hadley said and fired, shooting Bryson in the chest. Instantly John moved, feeling the adrenalin kick in and everything seemed to slow, he charged Hadley tossing the datapad into the man’s face, staggering him just long enough for John to tackle him and send him to the ground. The gun went skidding across the floor and Jane stomped on it as she ran to Bryson.
“This is Spectre Jane Shepard!” Jane barked into her comms as she knelt by Bryson. She could see he was already dead, the bullet was a perfect shot through the heart. “I need C-Sec at my location now!”
“You shouldn't be here…the darkness can’t be breached…” Hadley said in a flat voice.
~*TF*~
“Transit records show his name as Derek Hadley. He’s worked here for a couple of months,” one of the Turian officers sad as they guarded Hadley. John was pacing back and forth in front of them like an angry bear. Jane was glaring at Hadley with cold dead eyes, watching the man but more concerned with John. John appeared to be frustrated and Jane could get why. Hadley on the other hand appeared confused and hadn’t even seemed to notice anyone.
“Spectres are you well?” EDI’s voice called to them and both Shepards turned to see EDI’s new frame approaching them. Apparently Joker had done some shopping for her and she was wearing tight leather in Alliance blue colors. “I monitored a C-Sec alert from this location.”
“We’re fine EDI but we could use your help sorting this out,” Jane noted, seeing John was still pacing. “Take a look through their files. We need to know what this task force was up to.”
“At once,” EDI replied heading for the nearest terminal. That seemed to snap Hadley out of his stupor.
“I-what-what’s happening?” he asked and John rounded on him.
“You tell me,” He growled crossing his arms.
“I-I was gathering our data when you arrived, and then…it was dark, cold. Like I was someplace else,” Hadley explained.
“And then?” Jane asked.
“I don’t know!” Hadley cried out. “A gun was in my hand. Dr. Bryson. There was…a loud noise!” John snarled and Jane realized John had lost his patience. He lunged for the man and grabbed him by the shoulder throwing him to the floor next to where Bryson’s body lay.
“You shot Bryson! You killed him!” John snapped at him.
“No…I couldn’t have! I’m not a murder!” Hadley cried. “I didn’t do it! It wasn’t me! You have to believe that!”
“He’s dead on the floor right in front of you! So, ignoring the fact two Spectres saw you pull the trigger but it was someone else?” John growled.
“But I would never do that!” Hadley cried, clutching at his head.
“Easy John,” Jane murmured, coming along his side, placing a hand on John's arm.
“Shepard, this does resemble reports of indoctrination,” EDI noted. John took a deep breath, settling himself as he tried to put aside the feelings that he had failed Bryson aside.
“Indoctrination? Me?” Hadley said in a daze.
“Do you know anything about Leviathan?” Jane asked. “Something you were involved in that might have triggered this?”
“No, nothing. Everything is scanned for the indoctrination signal that Reapers give off,” Hadley explained. “Like that artifact that came in from our field researcher, Garneau. Ann is studying one too but at the location she found it in the field. Garneau sent an audio log if you want to-” Hadley suddenly screamed in pain clutching at his head falling to his knees. Then just as quickly he went limp before looking at them with a blank expression. ‘Turn back.”
“What are you talking about?” John questioned.
“The darkness cannot be breached.” Hadley said before his eyes rolled up and he collapsed to the floor.
“Damn it. Get him over to the clinic; see if they can tell us what’s wrong with him.” John ordered the officers who collect Hadley. The coroner finally showed up at moment as well to remove Bryson’s body. "This is a damn mess."
"Do you mind reporting to Udina about this?" Jane asked and John gave her a look. "I'm still on his shit list, plus I'm going to contact the Prothean team here on the Citadel researching indoctrination defenses. Their research is supposed to be what was making sure this team was safe. They are going to want to know that an indoctrinated attack took place." John nodded at that and Jane quickly contacted the Prothean in charge of the Citadel Indoctrination defense team.
"Ah, Shepard, good to see you again," Dr. Gatik said, his voice deep and resonating.
"I wish it were a more pleasant issue, Doctor, I just witnessed a murder committed by an indoctrinated individual," she explained and his eyes seemed calm.
"Confirmed indoctrinated? How many? Were they coherent or was it a mass assault? How long did it take you to kill them?" he asked and Jane blinked.
"Doctor, you don't seem shocked," Jane stated and he shook his head.
"I am not. We had abnormal readings on our detection devices, the locator on your omni-tool indicates you are in the area of the readings," he said and Jane's eyes widened.
"Abnormal readings?" Jane asked and he nodded.
"The readings sparked brightly quickly, we assumed an invasion of some sort, but after a few seconds, the readings were gone. Then another flare and gone again," he said and Jane's eyes widened.
"Did the indoctrinated in your time have memory loss?" Jane asked and Gatik stared.
"No, indoctrination was a constant state, one acted as if they were not, but they were always," he explained.
"We were visiting Team Aurora and an assistant attacked Dr. Bryson, after the attack he spoke as if he were not in control, then when questioned showed confusion and missing memory," Jane explained and Gatik stared.
"Team Aurora is known to me. I set up the equipment they use in that lab. They should not be indoctrinated, but in our cycle that was not the behavior of the indoctrinated. I will send a team to examine your suspect. This is not normal," he said and Jane nodded.
"Thank you, Doctor, but it is good to know that the devices are picking up the abnormal brain waves," Jane said and he nodded.
"Helpful, a start, but this is concerning. Indoctrinated who are not constant might pose a problem allowing Reapers access we do not wish," he said and Jane nodded.
"One problem at a time. See what you can learn from Hadley, we'll continue the fight with the Reapers," Jane said and Gatik nodded. She looked at John.
"You want the good news or the bad news?" he asked and Jane winced.
"Bad news," Jane said.
"Udina wants to meet with us," he said and she fought a groan.
"Good news?" she asked and he looked around.
"We get to plan our attack for this mess," he said and Jane sighed. "Hadley mentioned two others names..."
"Garneau and Ann," EDI supplied and the Shepards look at her.
"Can you check the Aurora files?" Jane asked and EDI nodded.
"I already have reviewed some but I believe the individuals Hadley mentioned are Dr. Alex Garneau and Dr. Ann Bryson," EDI stated and the Shepards nodded at that.
"Are they alive?" Jane asked as EDI worked at a terminal.
"Unknown for certain, but if the reports and information I can assess are accurate, both should be alive but on location," EDI explained.
"We should interview both of them," John said and Jane nodded.
"Ann will need a notification of her father's death," Jane said, the thought of delivering that news again was heavy.
"I'll take Ann then," John said and Jane gave him a look of half guilt and half relief. "This needs to be solved fast, Jane, we had an indoctrination assault on the Citadel and I heard your conversation more than you heard mine. I say Okinawa goes for Garneau and Normandy goes for Bryson."
"I can agree to that...and thank you," she said and he nodded.
"What are big brothers for?" he asked and she smirked.
"Only by fourteen minutes," she sighed before she noticed a log between Bryson and Hackett. "This Leviathan sounds damn dangerous."
"The enemy of my enemy," John stated.
"Something that is a Reaper Killer does not mean it is our friend, it could be the 'worse than Reapers' Garrus jokes about," Jane pointed out and John considered it.
"Better to know for sure and remove all doubt," he said.
"I really don't want to have to try to kill something that can kill a Reaper," Jane sighed.
"Most things would just try to kill us," John said.
"It took an armada to kill Sovereign, it wasn't just us," Jane replied and John smirked at her.
"That's not what a lot of the vids say," he joked and Jane shot him a look.
"Watch out, Spectre, you should know better than to believe your own hype, let's look for clues to find Garneau and Bryson," Jane sighed.
~*TF*~
"I have applied filters for all of the factors that you found," EDI said as the Shepards approached the galaxy map.
"Let's try element zero and creature sightings for Garneau, he looked to be looking for Leviathan itself," Jane said and almost immediately saw Caleston Rift was the only system matching the criteria.
"Ann was using the Icarus and she only requisitioned wind protection gear," John said as he entered his materials and immediately Pylos Nebula was narrowed down.
"That works," Jane said. "Now on to Udina's office."
"Don't sound so happy," John teased.
~*TF*~
The Shepards entered Udina's office and Jane froze as she saw Kaidan and Ash standing in full gear in front of Udina.
"Ah Shepards, the Prothean team has left some things for you here," the ambassador did not sound thrilled about it. John headed in and Jane followed a moment after as they moved in front of his desk. "Could you please debrief Spectre Alenko and Spectre Williams on the situation with Team Aurora?" The two Shepards had seen the basic announcement of Kaidan and Ash's Spectre appointments on the way to the Citadel. They gave a nod to the two new human Spectres.
"Team Aurora was a team established to find out more information about Reapers from prior civilizations. They have a lab set up on the Citadel to try and find a being they designated as Leviathan. This unknown being has the capability to kill Reapers and is a top priority for a potential offensive against Reaper forces," Jane explained. "Unfortunately, as we were being debriefed by Team Aurora's leader, his assistant murdered him under an indoctrinated influence."
"Indoctrinated influence?" Kaidan asked, clearly confused.
"Normal indoctrination is believed to be a permanent state, at least according to the surviving Protheans," Jane stated.
"Hadley is either an amazing actor, or he was being affected by an outside force," John said, face grim. "He spoke about darkness and seemed very confused."
"What did you find at the site?" Udina asked and Jane pulled up her omni-tool and put files on the screens in the back of Udina's office. "Team Aurora had three heads. Dr. Garret Bryson led the base team here on the Citadel, Dr. Alex Garneau is a single person team looking for actual sightings of Leviathan, and Dr. Ann Bryson is the major archeological team leader. Dr. Garret Bryson was the one murdered in front of us. John and I plan to go and collect Dr. Garneau and the surviving Dr. Bryson. We have narrowed down their basic locations."
"That's a good starting point. I want you four to solve this problem. The Council wants answers. Leviathan itself might be a weapon to turn this war, but many are concerned about the indoctrination," Udina explained. "I pushed Earth resources at Team Aurora. I am demanding rights as Human Councilor to mobilize the human Spectres to solving this. You have any resource I can offer."
"Two man teams would work best since we have two plans of action," John said.
"Spectre Williams should be with me," Jane said and the room looked at her in surprise. "Ash is a soldier, I'm an adept. That would put Kaidan and my brother on a team with a sentinel and a soldier. This gives me a team of two soldiers and two biotics, John's team is more evened out now too."
"Good reasoning. Let me know your results," Udina stated as Jane moved to look at the box with the Prothean devices.
"Let's take this to the Normandy to look over with Mordin," Jane suggested and John nodded.
"Get your go bags and you can meet up with us and we're set to leave in two hours," John said to Kaidan and Ash and Jane headed out of the door with the box. As soon as they were on the elevator to the docks he looked at his sister. "So...what was with that team break?"
"You know damn well I'm in no headspace to deal with Garrus and Kaidan right now," she said looking at the box in her arms. "Besides, it is true, your only biotic on your team is Liara and you don't like risking her."
"She can still fight," John said.
"So can Kaidan but you and Liara are in a good relationship space. I am most definitely not, this is the safest team break down for now," she said and he nodded. "Needless to say, let me work it out please."
"I didn't say anything," he said. "But you owe me. You know how I feel about Kaidan." Jane sighed.
"I forget, who kept repairing your love nest on Earth when you were in a coma?" Jane retorted and John chuckled.
"You think I like blue way more than I do," he said, looking away.
"From where I stand you seem pretty committed to blue," she hummed and John smirked as he looked away.
~*TF*~
Mordin looked over the equipment the twins presented him.
"Yes, yes, very useful tools," Mordin stated. "Brilliant design, quickly done."
"Dr. Gatik seems to be a great researcher," Jane complimented and Mordin nodded. "Still, I figured you could give us the best advice for how to use these." Mordin smiled as he approached Jane with one of the devices. He carefully showed her how to attach it to her omni-tool.
"Device uses scanning programs located in omni-tools, should jump to your visor," he informed her and Jane blinked. "Very useful, should help identify indoctrinated individuals and level of indoctrination."
"They could locate Hadley but they only flashed, they did not give him away in advance," John said as Mordin studied the device.
"Seems Dr. Gatik wants data collection," Mordin hummed. "A built hypothesis, but useful."
"What you mean is Dr. Gatik is using us to test this out," Jane sighed and Mordin nodded.
"Quite. Device shows great potential if functional. Cuts off Reaper spies. Essential. STG attack proves traitors, but could have been indoctrinated," he stated.
"You honestly think indoctrinated salarians had to be involved?" John asked and Mordin nodded.
"Without a doubt. Salarians would not trust Cerberus otherwise. We know they wish human supremacy, danger to Salarians. Indoctrinated would want destruction of krogan. Prevention of unification of Citadel forces better for the Reapers," Mordin stated.
"That reminds me, due to this mission, we won't be able to head to Tuchanka right away," John stated.
"Not a concern, still synthesizing cure. Will buy time with Eve in safe place to prevent risk of being discovered. Moving lab superior to stationary," Mordin stated. "Still need Wrex's sample." Jane smirked at that.
"I'll take some of these devices for my team," Jane said grabbing a few indoctrination devices to take with her to the Okinawa.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 26th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy SR-2, Mid-transit
“John may I ask you a question?”
“Hmmmm?”
“Why did you agree to allow Kaidan onto your ship?” Liara inquired. John lowered his data pad and paused running the tips of his fingers along Liara’s side. It was the end of the day and they were taking time to just be together. Both were working on data pads but John was situated in the corner of his couch, Liara resting comfortably against his side as his left arm curled around her to allow him to caress her. His right hand had been holding a data pad filled with his briefs of the day's activities. Liara herself had several data pads with agent reports that she needed to familiarize herself with. They had agreed to have these moments at least once a week and to be honest it was becoming a daily occurrence when they were on ship together.
“I guess I can see why Jane needs the space,” John said after a moment.
“But you have made it known your dislike of the man.” Liara noted. “Why do you tolerate him here? And his pursual of Jane?”
“Oh I’d like nothing better than to beat his face in,” John grunted. “Every part of me is practically begging to go down to his quarters, beat him until he realizes he isn’t worth being in the same galaxy as Jane and leaves her alone. That would be taking away Jane’s choice though. If she decides he makes her happy and wants him I’ll be disappointed in her but it is her choice.”
“Do you think she will choose him over Garrus?” Liara wondered and John grunted.
“I hope to God not,” John noted. “Garrus doesn’t deserve that and he’s ten times better than Kaidan ever was.”
“That’s the first time I’ve heard you mention God,” Liara noted and John blinked in surprise before he laughed.
“Is it? Sorry it happens on occasion. Does it bother you?” John inquired looking at her. Liara shook her head.
“No, you know I believe in the Goddess Athame yet we have never really discussed our religions before,” Liara noted.
“It never really mattered to me much,” John noted. “I know Ashley believes pretty strongly and Jane does too. I believe there’s something after death I just think no one religion has all the answers. We humans have hundreds of them and if you add in all the religions other species believe? I just think it doesn’t matter too much.”
“If...if we have children would you be okay with me teaching them about the Athame Doctrine?” Liara asked. John smiled at her and gave Liara a kiss.
“When we have children,” John clarified and Liara smiled at him. “If it’s important to you, then it’s important to me too.” Liara snuggled back into his side and resumed reading her agents’ reports. A comfortable silence settled between them for a few minutes before John spoke again.
“Though if you ask me to convert, we have to have a serious discussion about what’s involved. I’m not doing anything like cutting off my soldier.”
“No, nothing like that. Though we do have fertility ritual that requires me to wear skimpy lingerie and dance around the bed with lit candles in the room.”
“I can support that. Oh man can I support that.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 26th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, Mid-transit
Jane wiped the sweat off of her neck after a round with James. He had pinned her four times and it had pissed her off to the point she was a light show. Still, Ash and Javik had been helping her to break the pins. Jane just didn't like getting pinned. She liked keeping enemies at bay, thus her sniper rifle. Unfortunately, Scar made it clear that Jane needed to accept that some enemies were going to try and circumvent her natural defenses, she needed to practice.
"Nice work, Captain," Ash said, offering Jane a water. Jane smiled and took it.
"We're equals here, Ash, you can call me Jane and speak freely. This is a Spectre mission, not Alliance," Jane said and Ash smiled as she sat on the bench next to Jane. She looked at her legendary friend and sighed.
"Can I ask you something?" she asked as Javik and James were checking their weapons across the room. Jane drank deeply.
"Sure," Jane said taking another sip.
"Why are you even bothering with Kaidan?" Ash said and Jane spewed water into the air. James made a noise to make it be known he had just seen the fountain his commanding officer became. Jane coughed once and wiped her mouth. "Sorry, didn't mean to startle you."
"No...no...I, uh, I just wasn't thinking you would ask me a girl-talk question," Jane chuckled and Ash started to laugh too.
"I guess you're right, that is a little girl-talk," Ash said before looking more serious. "But I mean it. Why are you bothering with Kaidan? He's a good soldier...but he left you at your lowest." Jane blinked at Ash.
"Ash...I had no idea you felt that about Kaidan," Jane said and Ash stared.
"Why the hell do you think I took the time to have Garrus dress you for the Officer's Ball? I knew he was going to be there and I wanted him to feel two inches tall for leaving you!" Ash cried and Jane looked at her friend and smiled.
"Thank you, Ashley," Jane said and Ash paused. "Thank you for caring about me when I didn't." Ash looked away and sighed.
"He shouldn't have left you. He doesn't deserve you!" Ash huffed and Jane sighed as she sipped her water. "I don't get why you don't hate him."
"Because I understand him. I love Kaidan...I might always love Kaidan," Jane explained. "You have to understand where I come from. John was the overprotective farm boy, older brother. Trying to sow his seeds while keeping his sister from getting plowed." James made another noise. "Not your conversation, Vega."
"Sorry, Lola," James chuckled as he turned away. Ash looked at Jane, clearly not pleased with her answer.
"Go on," Ash stated in a tone.
"John scared off any Mindoir boy I might have had a relationship with. Once I was in biotic training, I was behind the curve, late manifestation combined with late intervention meant I was working so hard even if there was a classmate to have a relationship with I was still out of it because of everything about the attack on Mindoir. As soon as I hit the Alliance I was working to show that I was more than just a biotic. I rose in rank fast, Ash. Few men will mess with the chain of command with a biotic involved," Jane explained before taking a sip. "Kaidan was different. It was...like nothing I had ever experienced before. I was not just a woman...I was me. Kaidan saw me. I had never experienced that. He saw Commander Jane Shepard, the Alliance officer, the biotic, and the woman. Until him, no man saw me as a complete being before. He respected my command and talent, he valued my thoughts and feelings, and he made me feel cherished and worth protecting. John's a great brother, but he's got that protective streak a mile wide. His protective streak makes me feel helpless sometimes."
"You...helpless?" Ash teased and Jane nodded.
"I know, biotic powers feeling helpless, but John does that to me like only a sibling can. I'm not complaining, I wouldn't change John....that much," Jane said. "Kaidan is the first man I ever knew cardinally." Ash's face changed.
"Wait...you were a virgin until Kaidan?" she cried and Jane nodded.
"Yeah...men are kind of afraid of women who can throw them through walls," Jane said and Ash nodded at that.
"Still...he left you at John's memorial," Ash growled and Jane shook her head.
"Ash, I understand Kaidan. Kaidan is a man with high honor. His bar of success is much higher and his self imposed rules are much stricter than the average person. I know his history and why he feels that way. It's not my place to expose that part of him. Kaidan saw us as equals. I was going on a mission, his job was to serve under my brother. He followed his orders, but his loyalty to our relationship meant that John was now part of his responsibility. He saw John's death as his fault and knowing how much John meant to me, he saw it as he, Kaidan Alenko, failed to save my brother," Jane said. "Kaidan loved me to the point that failing me, meant to his self imposed standards, he did not deserve me. Could you hate a man who loves you so much, he sees himself as unworthy of you because he could not perform a miracle? I could not hate Kaidan for leaving me because he did not want to leave me, he was too guilt stricken and ashamed to be in my presence."
"You needed him," Ash huffed. "It was crap to leave you like that." Jane sighed and patted Ash on the shoulder.
"I did...but I forgave him for that and that's the thing. No one but the wronged party can say if they forgive or not. Kaidan didn't wrong you, Ash, he wronged me. I forgave him, which means even if you don't like it, he's still forgiven. I also still love him," Jane said. There was a moment of silence broken up by Javik insulting James' cleaning technique and the marine challenging to the Prothean to a pull up competition.
"So what about Garrus?" Ash asked and Jane gave her a stupefied look wondering how the Marine knew about that. "Oh please like it was a big secret, Tali let me know." Jane groaned.
"What about Garrus?" Jane asked.
"Do you love him?" Ash asked, almost sounding girlish.
"Yes, I love Garrus," Jane said without pause and Ash smirked.
"So what about him?" she asked and Jane gave her a look.
"He was not like Kaidan," Jane stated and Ash raised an eyebrow.
"Do you think that answer is really going to cut it?" she asked. "Details."
"I mean, what...how do I start...do you want to know what his dick is like?" Jane asked and James made a noise. "Vega...not your conversation!"
"Sorry again, Lola, but I'm kind of curious now," James called.
"Fifty pull ups. Now marine!" Jane ordered and James grumbled.
"Again, I mean how is Garrus different from Kaidan....in a relationship, better?" Ash said in a tone that made Jane want to call insubordination except she already gave Ash the 'Spectres not Alliance' line. Jane huffed.
"Garrus started off as a friend. The level of trust and knowledge and background was so different. It's like comparing apples to watermelons," Jane sighed.
"Apples to oranges," Ash commented.
"No, I meant like comparing apples to watermelons, you can at least point out that apples and oranges grow on trees," Jane sighed, a smile on her face. "Garrus and I grew together. We both overcame awful things. My decent into the Terror of the Hegemony, his leaving C-Sec and his team's destruction. We realized how our relationship with one another was so important to each of us. It wasn't like Kaidan." Ash paused and they thought as Javik criticized James' pull up technique.
"So...you love them both...but how do they feel about you?" Ash asked and Jane felt the burn on her cheeks practically hearing both Kaidan and Garrus declare that they didn't want to give up on their relationship with her. "Oh...damn."
"I didn't say anything," Jane stated and Ash chuckled.
"You are blushing up to your ears, I can guess," she laughed as she patted Jane on the shoulder. "Damn, no wonder you are hiding like a coward." Jane punched Ash in the shoulder. "Ow!"
"Not constructive criticism there, Ash," Jane huffed. "I honestly have no idea how to handle this." Jane groaned as she rested her elbows on her knees and buried her face in her hands. Ash patted her back.
"Well, if you love them both and they both love you, that's one hell of a love triangle," Ash stated. "There is a plus side." Jane looked up at Ash and the smile she found on the other woman's face was not entertaining.
"At least the rest of us will have fun watching them make you change colors," Ash grinned and Jane glared.
"Not helping!" Jane groaned
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Caleston Rift, Aysur System, Mahavid
"We've got Reaper enemy signatures in the asteroid field," Ash stated as the Okinawa dropped the team. Javik, James, Ash, and Jane stood looking over the mining operation.
"Bryson said they were shadowing his field teams. If they're after Leviathan, too, Reapers are a good sign," Jane sighed.
"So Reapers are a good thing now, great," James commented as the team got onto an elevator. As it descended they saw two brutes and a marauder attempting to break in.
"How are the miners not freaking out right now?" Ash commented.
"Yeah, I'm not hearing any alarms or anything," Jane mentioned.
"A mystery to figure out later, we must kill the enemy first," Javik stated and the team quickly dispersed the brutes and marauder followed the by the unnecessary third brute at another door.
"It's really quiet," James commented.
"Yeah, but the Reaper forces clearly weren't in," Jane muttered. "Weird." Ash hacked the door and the team moved in cautiously. As they moved a door opened automatically.
"Welcome to T-GES Mineral Works. All guests need to sign in at Reception," a VI said and as the door opened it appeared like people were casually walking around. The team paused.
"So...they seem calm," Ash stated and Jane stared at the people who seemed to glance at them strangely. Reception was obviously labeled.
"Yeah...extra weird," James muttered. As they moved in a group of three people began to stare in a way that made Jane's skin crawl. "Yeah...bump that up to super weird." Jane approached the reception desk.
"I'm Captain Jane Shepard of the Alliance. You just had Reaper troops attacking your front door," she said. The desk clerk stared strangely.
"Are they still there?" he asked in a dazed voice.
"We've taken care of them for now," Jane said.
"I see. That will be all," the other clerk said and Jane stared.
"That will be...?" she started only to see the two clerks going back to work. "Hello?" Jane asked and was ignored. She looked at the others and a look was shared.
"I do not understand why you are glancing at each other. Is this behavior unusual?" Javik asked.
"Yeah, really unusual," James stated and Ash looked at the desk before pressing the assistance button. The clerk looked up again.
"Yes, welcome to T-GES Mineral Works. How can we help you?" he asked in the strange monotone voice.
"Yes. For the tour, please sign in," the other clerk stated. Jane remembered the indoctrination device and switched it so it would read on her Kuwashii visor. She looked at the two clerks as Ash spoke to them. The readings were not indicative of indoctrination, but they did show very abnormal brainwaves. Jane took a second to run a comparison on her omni-tool, it looked like both clerks had similar patterns. A glance at both James and Ash showed they were relatively unique.
"So I take it you missed what they said?" Ash asked and Jane played with her omni-tool some more.
"Yeah, what did they say?" Jane asked.
"They don't have a Dr. Garneau, but we could see one of their doctors if we like," Ash huffed. Jane looked around at the other humans in the lobby. Similar brain scans. "What do you see?"
"Sending you the data now, remember the indoctrination devices?" Jane asked and the team looked at the data she had been collecting.
"That's not right," James said in a concerned tone.
"No...it is not. Do you know what it could be?" Javik asked and Jane shook her head.
"My theory is drug and hypnosis, but I'm not a doctor," Jane said and the team looked around. "Stick together."
"Hell yeah," James stated as the team moved to the elevator, it was clearly damaged. "Hey, drone terminal over here. I'll get it started." The team watched the groups speaking and there were concerning bits here and there to be overheard. A death at the facility. Once the drone was done repairing the elevator Jane pressed the button for the access record. 'Garneau, Alex' was within the past seven days. She gave a look to Ash as they quickly got on the elevator.
"I'm recording everything and my VI is programmed to send intel to the Okinawa, be prepared for anything," Jane said and the team checked their weapons as the door closed.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Pylos Nebula, Zaherin System, Planet Namakli
“Shuttle asking for docking location,” Cortez asked into the comms. He was quiet for a moment before nodding. “Roger that base.” Cortez turned to glance at John as he turned off the comm signal to the dig site. “There’s a landing pad not too far from the artifact John. We’re going to land there and the team will meet us there.”
“Roger that Cortez,” John said before turning back to his own team. “Liara, EDI, I want you two to help download whatever data they have and then help get any artifacts and equipment that can’t be left behind onboard the shuttle. Garrus, Kaidan you two are with me while I talk with Bryson. Under no circumstances are we to leave this team behind. One indoctrinated agent infiltrated their main research station, I’d be willing to bet someone of this team is indoctrinated as well.”
“Any idea how we can tell who John?” Garrus asked and John sighed.
“The Protheans are testing something but it wasn’t working properly on the Citadel, we have a few prototypes on the Normandy. We’ll keep Bryson's team quarantined until we get back to the Citadel. All of them, Bryson included.” John stated. A few minutes later the shuttle smoothly landed on the platform. The doors opened up and John saw several researchers moving around, loading things into boxes and gathering supplies.
“Hopkins please be careful with that!” A woman ordered as a large sphere like the one in Bryson’s office was loaded into a secure container. “We need to make sure all our materials are secured for transport!” John nodded to himself, she matched the description he had of Ann Bryson. John didn’t even have to gesture as Liara and EDI hurried to help as John headed for the woman.
“Dr. Bryson?” John questioned just to be sure. She turned to him and smiled.
“That’s me, Spectre, pleasure to meet you,” she said happily. “We got your message about the Reapers possibly heading for this location. With your permission I’d like to request the full evacuation of my team.”
“I had a similar thought but Ann I need to discuss something with your privately,” John clarified. Ann gave him a puzzled look before gesturing to a pre-fab office not too far from the dock. “We can speak in there.”
“Excellent, lead the way” John said as Liara approached him.
“They already have their equipment and personnel ready for transport however we won’t have enough room on the shuttle for everyone. We need to make two trips.” Liara said and John nodded.
“You and EDI take the supplies and the main team back to the Normandy first.” John noted.
“We still won’t be able to fit the artifact or the excavating equipment on the shuttle.” Liara explained as they walked.
“Leave it and send Cortez back for us, Ann and the artifact. We can leave the excavating equipment,” John ordered. Liara nodded and moved off. As they entered the office Liara started gesturing for Ann’s team to start boarding the shuttle.
“Now what did you need to speak to me about?” Ann asked as she took a seat.
“Dr. Bryson before we left to get you I spoke with your father on the Citadel,” John began. “I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your father’s assistant, Hadley was indoctrinated. Instead of gathering the data he erased the servers and then shot your father. He’s dead.” John watched the woman rock back and stare at him with wide eyes.
“He’s…what? Dead? No he can’t be dead,” Ann said quietly.
“I’m sorry I know this must be a shock but we need to take you back to the Citadel. Discuss all your research, have your team checked over,” John explained. Ann let out a heavy breath.
“I-I need a minute please,” she whispered.
“We’ll be right outside,” John said. “I’ll let you know when the shuttle gets here.” John led his team outside and let out a deep breath after the door to the office closed.
“You handled that well, John,” Garrus said and John let out a bitter laugh. The dock area was quiet, the shuttle left during his talk with Ann.
“If I had been paying attention back on the Citadel I wouldn’t have had to handle that at all Garrus,” John noted.
“You thought you were in a safe place, we all would have been relaxed,” Kaidan noted and John grunted. He was staring up at the sky, waiting for any sign of the shuttle as he tried to gather his thoughts. He frowned when he thought he heard his comms crackle with static. It must have been everyone’s comms because Kaidan placed his fingers to his ear piece.
“John I think we have a problem,” Garrus said from his left. John glanced at his friend and saw Garrus peering down the scope of his sniper rifle. “I see three Harvesters flying towards us.”
“Shit.” John said succinctly, pulling his revenant free.
~*TF*~
The team listened to the last message of Dr. Garneau in the storage room.
"Are you sure they are not indoctrinated?" Javik asked, even the Prothean was getting creeped out by the behavior of the miners.
"Brainwave activity is not indoctrinated, until those turians started giving us the zombie behavior, I figured it was a drug and hypnosis, but any drug that would work on humans would not work on turians, it might work on asari," Jane commented as they each downloaded Garneau's made up hack. "Let's look at that terminal in the other room and see about getting through medical." As the terminal gave them a medical file number to use James let out a breath.
"Dios, I was getting ready to fight my way through that door," he sighed and Jane nodded as the team moved into the medical. Jane stared at an obvious dead body.
"Tell me that is not Garneau?" she stated.
"If it is, we came a long way for nothing," James groaned.
"If you are looking for Garneau, you have found him," a voice said behind the team. A shadowy figure was in the med bay behind them. "I am Dr. Garneau."
"I am Captain Shepard of the Alliance. Are you all right?" Jane asked as the team approached the window.
"Yes. Only...I'm trapped in here," Garneau said.
"What's been going on here?" Ash asked.
"I was doing my research...until the incident," he explained.
"They attacked you?" James questioned.
"It's true. But, aside from my confinement, I'm fine," Garneau said.
"Bryson's research brought us to you," Jane explained.
"Bryson sent you?" Garneau questioned in an odd way and Jane pulled up his brainwaves. Not normal, but not like the other people here.
"He's dead, Doctor, killed by his assistant," Ash provided, Garneau was quiet for a moment.
"I see," he said as he moved back.
"We need you to tell use everything you have found on the Leviathan," Jane said. "Bryson seemed to think it killed a Reaper." Garneau's brain waves dropped for a second and Jane's attention was on the indoctrination readings.
"It's a myth. A dead end," Garneau said.
"But what about the artifact you mentioned in your message?" Ash asked.
"I did? No," Garneau stated the brain waves were fluctuating.
"Yes, Doctor, you did. Now we've got Reaper forces attacking, so we need to break you out. We'll grab the artifact and go," Jane said and then the brainwaves began to touch indoctrination levels.
"Reapers. The darkness must not be breached," Garneau said and Jane's eyes widened.
"Darkness?" Ash said, looking at Jane. Suddenly the device was reading indoctrination and Jane stared at Garneau.
"Why do you pursue me?" Garneau demanded and Jane knew she was not speaking to him but something else. "Leave the artifact. You will not take what is mine." Indoctrination but not Reaper...Leviathan was indoctrinating Garneau?
"Uh...I don't think we're talking to Garneau," James stated.
"That much is obvious," Javik stated.
"You. You killed a Reaper. We need your help," Jane said.
"You bring only death," Garneau said before some sort of sonic wave broke the window, stunning the team and letting Garneau escape.
"Get him!" Jane cried and the team followed. They were barely at the mine door before Garneau shut them out.
"Exit and try to beat him outside," Jane barked and the team ran, of course finding Reaper forces doing the same. Jane and Javik used their biotics while Ash and James used heavy artillery.
"The fuck are those giant bug things?" James cried and Jane's heart dropped. Of course, the Reapers had found rachni and weaponized them. Something for Jane to worry about later. If the Reapers had the rachni, things were going to go poorly. Powerful, concentrated attacks took out the rachni reapers and for a moment it was silent. Then there was the scream.
"Sweet Mother of God," Jane hissed as she saw the tall Reaper creatures. The tendrils on its head and its naked breasts gave away what it had once been. "That's what a Reaper asari is..."
"Jesus," Ash whispered.
"Go to the Goddess," Jane stated as she unloaded her Scorpion onto the creatures head and shoulders. The explosion destroyed its head and Jane walked by the corpse, recording it.
"This is bad," James said and Jane nodded as they headed for the mine.
~*TF*~
“Keep them away from the office!” John barked, opening fire. He gunned down several cannibals and human husks but had to duck behind cover as several Marauders opened fire on him. The dock rocked as the Harvesters dropped several more batches of Reaper troops. John heard the low snarl of a Brute and he cursed. He glanced over the wall and saw two of them. He checked his belt and found he only two grenades left.
“John they’re after the artifact!” Garrus shouted. John glanced over again and saw the Brutes were advancing but acting like a shield as the Marauders ripped open the case and revealed the sphere which began to glow. John blinked as one of the Marauders lit up with electricity and it arced between it and the sphere. Shortly after the office door behind John slid open and Ann came out.
“Doctor? Get back inside!” John barked.
“They’ve learned too well.” Ann spoke, a dark, deep tone to her voice. “The darkness must not be breached.”
“John!” Garrus shouted as John tackled the woman to the ground.
“Take out the artifact!” John ordered, holding the struggling woman to the ground. Garrus took careful aim and fired, the sphere blowing apart as his round hit perfectly. Ann immediately went limp under John.
“Shepard, how, why am I outside?” she said in confusion and she shrieked as the Reapers focused fire on them again.
“Kaidan get her back inside!” John shouted and the man hurried over to escort her back into the office.
~*TF*~
The doors to the mine opened and the team saw the glowing orb in the rock.
"Is that the artifact?" Ash asked.
"Like in Bryson's office," Jane blinked at the glowing and shimmering orb. Garneau was back up against the artifact as a wave of husks advanced. Garneau looked at the team.
"Turn back," Leviathan speaking through Garneau cried before revealing a detonator. Jane quickly pulled up a biotic shield around her team. The blast took out the husks, Garneau, and the artifact, but Jane's shield protected her team.
"Damn it," Jane sighed as she looked at the remains. James moved to a body in the corner of the room. Jane was checking her footage and the indoctrination tool. She quickly sent the information back to Dr. Gatik about Leviathan's indoctrination.
"Shepard, you need to see this," Ash said from next to James and the body.
"What is it?" Jane asked.
"Apparently that wasn't Garneau. This is," Ash said as the team looked at the body.
"He's been dead for a while," Jane said, noting the decomposition of the body. "We might not have the artifact, but that looks like Garneau's work. We have data for the Prothean indoctrination team. Leviathan has indoctrination, but it's not the same as the Reapers, if we crack it for one, we might be able to crack it for both. Bring the data." The door behind them opened up an miners came in, looking dazed but more aware than before.
"Who...who are you? What are you doing here?" a woman asked.
"I'm Captain Shepard of the Alliance. Are you alright?" Jane asked, the brainwaves were reading normal now. The woman rubbed her face with her arm.
"I think so. I feel like...I feel strange but...all right," she said.
"Do you recognize this man?" Jane asked and the woman and an asari stared at Garneau.
"I've never seen him before in my life," the asari said, looking dazed.
"Someone here killed him," Ash stated.
"Someone here? How is that possible? I'm so sorry..." the Asari said. Again brainwaves were normal no longer similar.
"Can any of you tell us about what happened here?" Jane asked.
"Not really...I, uh, remember...it just seemed cold. I remember a feeling. Cold and dark," the woman said.
"If dark was a feeling, that's exactly what I felt," a man said.
"Green, what's the situation out there?" Jane asked into her comm. "We should head out."
"Affirmative. Strange thing, Captain, a couple of minutes ago, the Reaper forces broke off and left," Green said.
"Reaper...what's a Reaper?" the man said looking at the group in confusion.
"What date do you think it is?" Jane asked after exchanging a look with Ash.
"October 27th 2176," the asari stated and Jane gave them a pitying look.
"2176 was ten years ago," Jane said as the confusion grew in the miners. "Let's arrange for these people to be evacuated into temporary quarantine."
~*TF*~
“Hold them back!” John snarled. The Reapers were hitting them hard, focusing their fire on this area. John heard a sound he never wanted to as his revenant ran dry. He holstered his rifle and switched to his shotgun.
“I’m out!” Garrus shouted. A Marauder leaped over the barrier at the wall at Garrus and he smashed the reaper in the face with the butt of his gun.
“Shepard I’m at my limit!” Kaidan said and John glanced at him, seeing blood run from the man’s nose. John glanced around trying to think, come up with a plan. Something to keep the Reapers at bay, maybe a cave, something to box them in or-
The dock supports. The office was set back a bit into the rock. It was still took exposed but the Harvesters couldn’t drop troops on it. He glanced and saw some shuttle fuel containers near the middle.
“Inside now!” John ordered, priming his last two grenades. Garrus and Kaidan headed for the door and John followed. Just before he went in he threw. His aim was true and they landed by the containers. He ducked inside and slapped his hand on the door control and it slid closed just before their ears rang with a deafening explosion.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: October 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Serpent Nebula, Citadel
"The idea that this Leviathan could use a form of indoctrination used by the Reapers could be invaluable to our cause," Dr. Gatik stated as John landed the sky car at Bryson's lab. "Your results from that mining station showed that this was more than just the passive permanent indoctrination of the Reapers, but an inactive hypnotic state and a full control state. We have started programming the devices to read those similar brainwaves of the hypnotic state. We have seen nothing yet, but I hope seeing this artifact could allow us a better idea of how to fight the indoctrination signal."
"I'm glad taking those readings was worth the time," Jane said as she got out of the way and allowed Dr. Gatik to exit the skycar after her. A quick peek inside revealed the downstairs was empty.
"I'll head upstairs and look for Ann," John said and Jane nodded as she led Dr. Gatik to the artifact in the other room with the active shielding.
"Is there a way to make armor with the same kind of signal shielding?" Jane asked Dr. Gatik and he chuckled.
"Child's play, as simple as tech armor or biotic armor, just programmed for a specific signal. But we need to verify the energy we wish to block," he said as he looked through the doorway at the piece of Sovereign. "Still, it is satisfying to see that the shielding is doing its job with the physical Reaper piece." Ann and John approached from the other room, talking softly.
"We didn't detect any energy emissions from the artifact," John said to Ann.
"But the Reapers were able to use the artifact to trace Leviathan somehow," EDI said, she had been at the apartment since John left Ann the previous day.
"My theory is that, most of the time, the artifact simply acts as a receiver," Ann explained. "We'll only be able to trace Leviathan through it when it actively takes control of someone." Dr. Gatik's nodded at this.
"A cunning method of indoctrination, clever minds want to study an artifact, the artifact waits until said clever minds are in range, then takes their will," he said gravely. "The shielding prevents this, but we can neither hunt this creature nor test our devices unless we have a subject willing to open themselves up to indoctrination."
"And unless it needs something, Leviathan doesn't bother communicating," Ann sighed. "I guess it and my father had something in common." Jane gave John a look and he gave her a look that conveyed that there was a complex relationship between Ann and her father.
"You said Leviathan's control was similar to a quantum entanglement communicator, which is untraceable," EDI pointed out.
"But this isn't a natural QEC. Leviathan has to send a pulse through the artifact to alter your mind and create the quasi QEC effect," Ann explained and Dr. Gatik nodded.
"And that can be traced," he chuckled.
"Right, just like at the dig site. The Reapers were tracing the signal by activating the artifact," Ann explained. "My father wanted to be at that dig site. he was getting too old for long digs, but he hated being stuck in the lab. He nearly missed my graduation because he was on a dig. Showed up still wearing his field gear. God, he'd have hated dying here."
"Ann, I know this is hard, but if there's anything more you can tell us..." John prompted and Ann stared at the galaxy map.
"I don't think there's anything more I can tell you," she confessed before a hard look hit her face. "But maybe I can show you."
"What are you saying?" Jane asked.
"The artifact only sends out a signal when Leviathan's controlling someone," Ann explained. "So let it control me. You could trace the signal."
"This would also give me an ability to verify if the devices actually are working," Dr. Gatik stated. The twins shared a look and Jane didn't like this, but it was necessary, John looked torn as well.
"You mean let it take you over? That's too dangerous," he said.
"It's my call, not yours. You said I'm your last chance to find this thing," Ann stated and Jane gave John a look. He looked sufficiently guilty. He must have said something to her about that.
"We have no idea what will happen," Jane interjected.
"If we wait, the Reapers will get to Leviathan first. I'm the only one here who's spent enough time with it to do this," Ann stated. "You're looking for something to fight the Reapers, Spectres. I'm looking for the monster that murdered my father."
"We still don't know what we're looking for," John said.
"But we do," Dr. Gatik stated as he moved to Ann's side. "Dr. Bryson here is aware of her risks. I know what to look for when it comes to the indoctrination. Your AI can track the signal for this Leviathan. This woman stands here willing to risk herself to find the creature that struck down her father, so that we may strike down the Reapers." Jane and John shared a look.
"For the record, neither one of us likes this plan," Jane stated.
"Noted," Ann replied as she set up a stool.
"EDI?" John asked and she stood at the galaxy map.
"Energy signature locked in. Waiting for activation," EDI said. Dr. Gatik took out his omni-tool and Jane looked at John.
"You sure about this?" John asked Ann.
"Yes. I'm sure," Ann said and John moved behind her.
"I'm going to be right here," John said as he moved towards the button while giving Jane a look. "Think you can aggravate this thing?"
"I can get a krogan to charge and I talked back to Sovereign, I have a knack for pissing off things outside of my weight class," Jane shrugged.
"Okay, I'm ready," Ann said in a shaky voice. John moved to the button and smacked it.
"Shield is dropped," John announced and Jane watched as the artifact began to glow.
"Artifact is online," EDI announced.
"Anything?" Jane asked Ann.
"Nothing yet...wait...there's something. I feel a chill..." Ann spoke.
"Brainwave hypnotic pattern activating. Levels rising," Gatik stated his eyes widening and his lips pulling back from his teeth in a snarl.
"EDI?" John called, his hands on Ann's shoulders.
"No trace yet," she responded. Ann attempted to jerk from John's arms. "Signal is tracking. Maintain connection."
"Turn back. The darkness cannot be breached," Ann stated.
"Low level indoctrination," Gatik stated and Jane stepped forward.
"Listen to me. We already found you. And the Reapers are right behind us," Jane stated as she moved in front of Ann, crossing her arms under her breasts.
"You have brought them. You are a threat," Ann cried and John gave Jane a look as Ann's head swung up so she could glare at Jane.
"Full indoctrination control!" Gatik said in stunned awe. His fingers flying over his equipment.
"Damn straight I am and so are you. I've seen what you can do. The war needs you," Jane said with a look. Her hands fisting at her sides as she stared down an unknown alien using Ann's body.
"There is no war. There is only the harvest," Ann growled as her head dropped.
"Bullshit there is," Jane shot back.
"EDI, do we have enough?" John asked as he struggled with Ann's body.
"Partial lock. Maintain connection to narrow the search," EDI directed.
"We got enough then," John said, quickly hitting the shield activation and cutting off the artifact. "Ann are you all right?" She shook her head as Jane moved over to watch Gatik work.
"Yes...I think so," she said.
"Did we get anything?" John asked EDI.
"Yes, but it will take some time to search. Coordinates sent to the Normandy," EDI stated.
"I also got more than I could hope. The brainwave data was invaluable as I thought. We have what we need for the indoctrination devices," Gatik grinned. "I am sending information to the team, within weeks we will have devices in production to detect ALL levels of indoctrination ranging from the hypnotic to the direct control. Reaper spies will no longer pose a threat." Jane smiled at that.
"I sensed something else. Anger," Ann said.
"No surprise, my younger sister can piss off any sentient being," John chuckled and Jane glared.
"By fourteen minutes," she huffed. "It knows we're getting close."
"I think it wants to kill you," Ann stated.
"Join the line," Jane sighed as John helped Ann to rest.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 5th, 2186 CE
Location: Siguard’s Cradle, Psi Tophet System, Planet 2181 Desponia
“Cortez, what’s the status of the probe we launched?” John asked.
“Tracking it now, Spectre.” Cortez confirmed. “I’ve confirmed that Leviathan’s signal originates from this planet though I’m getting new readings. Its narrowed down Leviathan’s location. You’re not going to like it.”
“Hit us with it, Cortez,” Jane said coming up behind John.
“There’s nothing but ocean,” Cortez said and John blinked. “I show a concentration of structures floating on the surface but the probe’s giving us a signal below that. Way below.”
“Under water?” John muttered.
“Looks that way. The shuttle should still be able to reach it.” Cortez informed them.
“Boy am I glad I insisted on one shuttle and one team,” Jane muttered, not thrilled with the prospect before them.
“Is it possible for the shuttle to reach it?” John asked, ignoring the creeping feel of taking his sister, girlfriend, and a snarky Prothean in a deep sea dive.
“The Kodiak is spec’ed to nearly a thousand atmospheres…that I’ve never actually tested.” Cortez commented.
“Guess we’re going to find out…” John muttered just before the shuttle rocked and began to nose dive.
“What was that?” Jane demanded.
“Some kind of pulse. Braces yourselves for impact, we’re going down!” Cortez shouted.
“Not again!” John shouted in frustration.
~*TF*~
The team exited the shuttled and Jane looked at the equipment on the floating ship. It was old and there was something eerie about the structure.
"Cortez how is the shuttle?" John asked.
"Checking now. I'll see if I can get power restored," Cortez replied.
"Copy that, we'll look around," John said.
"I'm going to take a guess that the pulse that brought us down, is what did this old girl in," Jane said as she looked at the ship they were on.
"Leviathan's last line of defense?" John asked.
"A disturbing thought," Javik sneered as he looked over into the ocean where the skeletal wrecks of other ships floated. "This is a place of death. Those ships look like they've been drifting for years."
The team split, Jane and Javik moved into a container to see desiccated corpses.
"I wonder how old these are," Jane muttered.
"Old enough not to stink," Javik sneered and Jane shook her head as she read the log.
"We have more of the artifacts over here," Liara called out.
"That is not comforting either," Javik stated and Jane nodded at that. Jane read more datapads.
"Looks like Leviathan got to the crew," Jane sighed. "Is it a mercy it kept them from realizing they were starving to death?" She shook her head.
"Better to die under your own control than the haze of another," Javik stated.
"We can agree on that," she said before Liara cried out and the sound of a Reaper rung out.
"Reapers! They were right behind us!" Javik cried in rage.
"Protect the shuttle!" John cried and the team got into positions. Jane moved to the back and used her sniper while Javik and Liara's biotics held the midground and John held the front line.
"Cortez! Situation!" John ordered.
"Swapping out the parts, Shepard. Hang on!" Cortez responded.
The team cut through the Reapers, but the waves were obvious.
"Cortez. Get into the air!" John ordered.
"On it!" Cortez said again.
The shuttle took to the air for support. The team cut through the Reapers faster.
"Another pulse hit me! Flight control's scrambled!" Cortez cried out.
"Damn it! Cortez is in trouble! Get to him!" John cried. The four began to push forward, it was slow.
"I've got enemy contract! Under fire!" Cortez cried. It was a tough fight and the team slowly got to Cortez.
"Status?" John asked.
"Shuttle's a mess. That pulse knocked it right out of the air. We're not going anywhere," he reported and Jane shook her head and Liara's lips tightened in concern.
"Could the Normandy extract us?" Javik asked.
"Same thing would happen to her...and the landing won't be as pretty. I'd say Leviathan has some sort of defense system in place," Cortez explained and the team shared a tense look.
"Then we aren't getting out of here until we find Leviathan," John said, looking pissed.
"So how do we do that?" Jane asked as they looked around.
"Well...you might be able to use a mech. Looks like it's rigged for diving," Cortez pointed out.
"A diving mech?" John questioned and Jane shrugged.
"Probe said Leviathan's signal was coming from underwater," Jane pointed out.
"That's a Triton model. Military grade, repurposed for deep-sea exploration," Cortez explained. "As long as the seawater hasn't corroded it, you should be good to go." Jane popped up to take a shot at a couple Reaper forces.
"Nothing's ever simple," Jane muttered.
"Well, if that's what we have to do, let's get started," John sighed.
"John, you cannot be proposing..." Liara started and John looked at her. Jane placed a hand on Liara's shoulder.
"We don't have a lot of options," Jane stated and Liara looked towards John. He turned and looked at Cortez.
"We'll need to restore power to get that cargo door open," Cortez said.
"How do we do that?" John asked.
"These old Ballard-class ships are equipped with exterior power sockets. The use 'em for emergency repairs. We can strip the cells from the shuttle and use those for juice," Cortez said. John and Liara powered the socket by the door while Jane and Javik took the one near the edge of the ship. It was annoying but easily done.
As the doors opened John grinned as he climbed into the mech.
"Get clear!" Jane ordered and ran for Cortez and the shuttle, Javik and Liara close behind as John began to have some real fun with the Reaper forces.
~*TF*~
“All right John let’s get you out of there and I’ll do a systems check,” Cortez said, circling the Triton as John opened the cock pit.
“John, I understand the reasons but this is a big risk,” Liara said as she approached the front with Jane.
“We’ve come too far to stop now.” John said checking the controls. “The way home is through Leviathan.”
“Why you and not me?” Jane asked. “Why are you forcing this?”
“Because you have more connections to the other races,” John said as he finished his own check. “You have direct ties to the Krogan, the Dramaye, even the Truians, Salarians and Asari through your Spectre contacts and you have friendly ties with Tali. We shot all the spheres up here but if I get indoctrinated down there I’m less of a loss compared to you.”
“Not to me!” Liara cried. John paused and looked at Liara sadly.
“I know, I’m sorry but scans of Ann show Leviathan’s indoctrination isn’t permanent like a Reapers.”
“Through spheres!” Jane countered. “Who knows what will happen when you meet it face to face?”
“Someone has to do this,” John snapped. “Do you have a better suggestion as to whom?” Jane seemed to bite her tongue and crossed her arms.
"Should have brought EDI," Jane hissed.
“Okay seals check out. Oxygen pressure is nominal. Systems are a go,” Cortez reported and John nodded. “It’s as ready as I can make it.”
“I’ll be back as soon as I can,” John reassured them as the cockpit hatch closed. He locked the computer onto the probe’s signal and opened a comm link to the team.
“Systems are engaged and show green across the board,” John reported as the Triton moved towards the edge.
“Comm link is stable, for now,” Jane added.
“I read you, here goes,” John noted as the Triton reached the edge of the wreck. “Commencing dive in three, two one…” He pushed it forward and in two large steps the mech stepped off the edge and plummeted into the abyss.
~*TF*~
"Your brother is stubborn," Liara stated and Jane nodded as she took a sniping position.
"The benefits of being the Shadow Broker will not be on your side with him," Jane stated as they shot the approaching Reapers and protected the shuttle. So far it was only Cannibals and Husks but Jane fully expected it to get much worse.
"You did not fight that hard to stop him," Liara said in an angry tone.
"I'm not sure if you have ever met John Shepard, but the love of his life and his sister are trapped on a planet and cannot be rescued until a giant angry monster is fought. Do you really think either said love of life or sister was going to change his stupid overprotective mind?" Jane asked and Liara sighed, the angry lines on her brow replaced by ones of concern.
"No...I was taking it out on you," she said. “I apologize.”
"I initially asked him to bring EDI while I brought James," Jane said and Liara blinked.
"I demanded to come," Liara stated and Javik nodded.
"As did I," he said.
"I pick my battles these days. This war...it's too big for some of our feelings. I wasn't going to be able to stop him on this. This situation...he's too afraid for us to let us do the stupid dangerous thing. Let's just focus on keeping this area safe for him to come back," Jane said and Liara nodded before taking a shot.
~*TF*~
“Not sure if you guys can read me up there. Looks like I’ve finished the major descent,” John reported as he moved the mech carefully towards the probe’s signal. “I can’t see much from here. Though it looks somewhat similar to Earth ocean life. I see seaweed, large jelly fish creatures and a blue glow in the distance. My current depth is three thousand, eighty meters and pressure is a little over four thousand. It's in the red but not overly so. The suit is holding up, for now. Emergency systems have come online. Life support is operational.”
John carefully move the mech along the ocean floor, doing his best not to take a wrong step and fired flares for light as he went. He smiled to himself remembering an old video game of his father's that was based in a city on the ocean floor. This felt somewhat similar to that.
“Found the probe. Seem to be intact,” John reported after dropping into a small cavern. “I’m gonna keep moving.” He moved the Triton past the probe and into a large underwater cavern. He had the mech twist and turn, looking for Leviathan just before the ground seemed to shake as a loud rumble echoed.
“What is that?” He muttered just before a large plume of bubbles rose from the glowing depths in front of him. He froze and his eyes widened as in the middle of those bubbles a large pair of horns rose. As the being rose to face him he suddenly understood. This wasn’t a Reaper this was what the Reapers were based on, made to resemble. A massive, titanic, but organic being rose in front of him.
“You have come too far.”
~*TF*~
The Reapers kept coming and it was a simple shooting gallery. Javik's biotic power that weakened the enemies was useful, so were the throws Jane and Liara were using to toss Reapers over the side.
"Who knew husks couldn't swim," Cortez commented.
"Density," Jane stated and he paused.
"I should have known that," he said.
"They use the metal in our bodies to mechanize us. Most of the metals in us is heavy," Jane pointed out. "They get rid of most of the water and increase the density."
"Knowing the pressure will destroy them before they reach John is also a comfort," Liara sighed.
~*TF*~
John wasn’t in the cock pit. He was in nothing but a cold, dark place.
‘I am in the cockpit,’ He thought. He seemed to be aware and yet not aware. There was a being, a presence taking his mind to some place it controlled but he was aware of where his body was.
“I had to find you,” John argued.
“This is not your domain. You have breached the darkness,” Leviathan growled, the darkness pressing in on John. He suddenly lost awareness of the cockpit again for just a moment.
“You killed a Reaper. I need to know why,” John demanded.
“They are the enemy. One that seeks our extermination,” Leviathan rumbled. John was no longer in the cockpit. He was forced to his hands in knees in that darkness again. He shook his head and was back in the cockpit. He felt something foreign in his mind, amusement and curiosity.
“But I thought you were a Reaper, at first.” John countered. “But then I saw you. You made them didn’t you?”
“They are only echoes. We existed long before and we are something more.” Leviathan snarled. John felt as if he was shaking and then was in the darkness again. He coughed as he felt his nose begin to bleed. Now the presence in his head was a pressure, testing him, seeing why he was like this.
“Your mind belongs to me,” Leviathan rumbled as John heard footsteps approaching in the dark he looked up to see feet walking towards him. “Breathe.” John coughed as the presence seem to spread, to let him control his own functions and he forced himself to his feet. He saw Liara staring at him with a blank look.
“Liara? How are, what’s happening?” John muttered. Liara blinked and raised a hand to her head, pointing.
“Your memories give voice to our words,” Leviathan’s voice came from Liara as she spoke. “Your nature will be revealed to us. We sense machine in you but it is your organic mind that fights us. Accept this.”
“The galaxy is at war with the Reapers. You defeated one. Why aren’t you fighting back?” John demanded.
“There is no war. Only the harvest.”
“Then help us stop it,” John snapped and Liara was suddenly gone.
“None have possessed the strength is past cycles,” Leviathan’s voice came from John’s left and he saw Jane walking by him. She approached a large galaxy map display that show cycle after cycle repeating over and over of the Reapers' conquest. “Your own species could be destroyed with a single thought. But you are different.”
Jane disappeared to be replaced with Mordin at his science station, appearing to examine something through a microscope.
“I have witnessed the actions of you and your sibling in this cycle. The destruction of Sovereign, the fall of the collectors. The Reapers perceive you as a threat. And I must understand why.”
A flash of the cockpit as John wrenched control of his mind for a moment, his nose bleeding freely before he was in the dark. He was sitting next to Liara as she stared up at the stars. Slowly some winked out and others flared into light only to wink out themselves. This pattern repeated, gaining speed each time until it seemed to be a continuous wave of lights shining and dying.
“Before the cycles, our kind was the apex of life in the galaxy. The lesser species were in our thrall, serving our needs. We grew more powerful and they were cared for. But we could not protect them from themselves. Over time the species built machines that then destroyed them. Tribute does not flow from a dead race. To solve this problem we created an intelligence with the mandate to preserve life at any cost.”
The darkness changed again and John was walking Tali on the Alderi.
“As the intelligence evolved, it studied the development of civilizations. Its understanding grew until it found a solution. In that instant it betrayed us. It chose our kind as the first harvest. From our essence, the first Reaper was created. You call it Harbinger.”
“Is that why all Reapers look like your species?” John asked and the darkness was replaced by Jane watching the Reapers harvest the galaxy over and over again.
“At the core of each Reaper there is a proto-form of the species harvested. The Reaper’s body is created around that form and that body is of us. Our ability to gain thralls was refined, made into something twisted that turned thralls into the broken. Those broken are twisted and turned into pawns. These pawns are then sent out to harvest everything the organics have ever made and the organics themselves. No reason or warning is given. Only the slaughter, only the harvest.”
“Okay, you’ve made your point. Will you help stop this cycle?” John demanded. The darkness changes again and he was face to face with Jane, whose eyes bored into his own.
“I have searched your mind. I have touched the mind of your sibling from one of the devices you did not destroy. You and she are anomalies. I shall let her go to see what impact her actions have on the cycle but you shall remain below to service us. We shall retreat into the depths and not contact the surface until the cycle has concluded.”
“No, wait!” John protested as Jane began to walk away.
“I do not anticipate the cycle being overly affected. Your sibling may slow the harvest but it will be concluded.”
“No! You know this cycle is different and with both of us up there and with your help we can stop it! You no longer have to be hidden from the world!” John countered stopping Jane from walking away and turning her to face him. As she did she changed from Jane to Liara.
“We cannot risk our own destruction on the chance of your failure.”
“The Reapers know where you are! You can’t just watch anymore, you have to fight! Even if you survive the battle today, the Reapers won’t stop, ever. Release me, helps us and we have a chance to stop this once and for all!”
“Yet if you do win, you know of us and our limitations. We will not be exterminated by the lesser species who should be our thralls. If you remain, your sibling will hesitate to act.” Leviathan rumbled.
“Not if we give you what you want!” John exclaimed in desperation. Liara changed rapidly to Jane to Tali to Garrus to Chakwas to Miranda to Jacob to his father and finally to Jane again. All had shown shock, until the last Jane that was smirking at him.
“Thralls.”
“We have criminals, people who have committed crimes against our own people. If we establish you on a large oceanic world with just enough land for them you could enthrall them. Be a part of the galaxy again and have tribute you so crave,” John clarified.
“Hmmmm.” John was free of the darkness and woke up in the Triton again. He coughed and he lifted his head, his vision blurry and his skull pounding but the presence was gone. He rubbed at his eyes to clear his vision and watched two more Leviathans rise.
“Your confidence is singular. You are willing to do what you must but will do everything you can to achieve victory. It is clear why the Reapers perceive you as a threat. Your victories are more than a product of chance and genetics. We will fight. But not for you or any lesser rase. We were the first, the apex race. We will survive and when this is over we will thrive but know this, go back on your word and we shall make all of the lesser species suffer. And the Reapers who trespass on this world will understand our power. They become our slaves. Today they pay their tribute in blood. Now return to the surface, Shepard. We agree to your terms.”
The cavern began to rumble and Triton alarms began to blare. John quickly typed in the commands, back it out to the opening and hitting the controls for emergency ascent. As he rose he saw the ocean floor begin to break and shift as more Leviathans began to rise.
~*TF*~
"It would be nice if the fucking pulse would take out that fucking Reaper," Jane growled, their ammo was running low. To top it off it was getting much worse. Marauders and Brutes had joined the assault and she hoped John would show up soon. As if on cue, the Triton popped over the edge. Jane smiled until the mech crashed to its knees. The cockpit opened up and John staggered out, blood covering his face from his nose to his chin, like a grotesque goatee. Liara was running for him moments later as one of the approaching Brutes attacked another. As the Reapers turned on one another Jane rushed forward to help Liara drag John's half conscious body towards the shuttle as the Triton fell back into the water.
"Systems are operational!" Cortez cried out to them as they boarded.
"Let's get back to the Normandy!" Jane ordered and the shuttled moved. As the shuttle ascended, the Reaper moved to intercept, only to freeze mid-air. They moved around it to meet with the Normandy and Jane was treated to the sight of the Reaper crashing into the waters below
"John, John wake up!" Jane cried.
"He's freezing," Liara pointed out. Suddenly John jerked up, like from a nightmare.
"John!" Jane cried, grabbing his shoulders. "We're off world." He stared at her and then Liara, his mouth moving for a moment as his brain caught up.
"Are you all right?" Liara asked and he stared at her a moment.
"Yeah...yeah, I'm fine. Hell of a headache," he groaned as he got into a seat. Liara cleaned his face of the blood with a wet rag and Jane was surprised John didn’t push her away. He looked exhausted.
"What happened down there?" Jane asked and John looked at her.
"The Leviathans have agreed to fight in this war," John said and the look on his face said a lot.
"This isn't for unity with us," Jane said and Liara stared at John expectantly.
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend," Javik said and John looked down with a sigh. Jane did not like that.
"What did they want?" she asked and he let out a sound of resignation before looking up at them.
"They want thralls," he said. "I offered them our prisoners." Jane's face expression twisted as she felt a rush of conflicted emotions, but she managed to keep from saying a word. She took a breath and shook her head.
"That's....fuck..." she growled.
"It is not an unacceptable offer," Javik stated.
"Do they know we can read their form of indoctrination?" Jane asked and John shrugged.
“I don’t think so,” he noted. “It wasn’t so much them reading my mind as forcing me to converse with them on their level. I mean they knew things but only things on the surface.”
"Well, we use the indoctrination devices, that's on Leviathan, we now have a weapon against the Reapers AND the Leviathan," she huffed.
"I thought you would be more upset," John admitted.
"We need the Leviathan, but the nice thing is that they don't know we can quarantine them and just make them a storage for dangerous people," Jane sighed. "If we don't have to kill them, I think the Illusive Man would be a great thrall."
"That's a positive thought," John said with a sickly grin and Jane gave him a look.
"It's the only upside I can see," she sighed.
~*TF*~
"When are you heading over to the Okinawa?" John asked as the twins exited the medical bay a few hours later. John had thoroughly examined but he had no lasting effects. Besides needing rest, he was thankfully indoctrination free.
"Once we figure out what to do about Victus and Wrex. We put them off for long enough," Jane sighed.
"You talk to Wrex, he's got that soft spot for you, I'll speak to Victus," John said and the two headed into the elevator. As soon as they entered the command center, Jane approached Wrex and the krogan gave her a smirk.
"Always having fun without me Shepard. Heard the two of you took on sea monsters," he chuckled and Jane smiled.
"I thought you krogan weren't fond of deep water," Jane teased.
"What are you talking about? Clan Urdnot can brag about our clan's swimming prowess," he laughed. "You can swim can't you?" Jane laughed at that.
"I can," Jane said.
"See, Clan Urdnot has the best swimmer on all of Tuchanka," he grinned and Jane laughed more.
"Alright, enough with the jokes, Wrex, what is this about a squad missing?" Jane asked, Wrex shot a look to where Victus and John were talking.
"They were scouting out the rachni relay. We've heard rumors of trouble in the area," he said and Jane swore.
"When I was on that asteroid before I joined up, I fought against rachni that had Reaper tech. Shit," Jane growled.
"That sure did get your attention. I have a favor to ask. It's big," Wrex stated. "All I know for sure is our scouts went silent as soon as they arrived. I've got Aralakh Company, my best unit, on standby. You give the word, and they'll meet you or your brother, there."
"Got it, thanks for the heads up, Wrex," Jane sighed John gave her a look and she returned the favor. The two headed to the communicator area to talk.
"What's up?" John asked and Jane leaned against the wall.
"While getting Garneau's data, I encountered Reaper Asari and Reaper Rachni," Jane stated and John hissed.
"Yeah, we saw the same while getting Ann," he said and then he looked at Wrex.
"Yep, a team of Krogan were in the Rachni relay area, went silent, he wants one of us to go investigate," Jane said. "I hope the Queen is alright. What was Victus on?" John winced.
"His son's ship went down doing a covert mission on Tuchanka," he said and Jane swore.
"Shit," she muttered.
"I'll take Tuchanka," Jane said and John nodded.
"Urdnot-Shepard has the advantage....but you should take Garrus," John said and Jane paused. She looked down and nodded.
"You're right, send the order to Garrus, I'm heading over to the Okinawa in ten. You take care of the Rachni. While I showed them mercy, the krogan are more likely to hesitate for me and the turians are more likely to trust Garrus," Jane conceded.
~*TF*~
Jane was waiting by the shuttle while Vega and Ash shot the breeze inside the open shuttle door. As the elevator opened Jane turned to see both Garrus and Kaidan heading off with their go bags.
"Wait, why are both of your here?" Jane asked and Garrus smirked as he shot Kaidan a look.
"Spectre Alenko was there when I got the order that you needed me, he's offered to join us," Garrus stated and Kaidan gave Garrus a look before looking at Jane.
"It seemed fair," Kaidan said and Jane opened her mouth.
"I'll be leaving John with less of a team, he'll only have Liara and EDI," Jane started.
"I nominate Vega!" Ash cried, shoving the younger marine forward.
"Hey wait, I want to see the show," Vega cried and Jane shot the two a look.
"Shit rolls downhill, I'll fill you in on the juicy details when we pick you back up later," Ash said with a grin. "Just like old times, boys."
"Missed you too, Williams," Garrus purred and Jane fought the urge to shiver at the tone. This was going to be Hell.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
All was peaceful at the Twin Fates studios. No sounds of violence from the shipping war, no new security chiefs trying to drain or turn the staff, fan tours were ended for the week and no mad women storming the halls vowing to tear people apart.
No just one woman vowing to tear her co-author apart if she didn’t find him right now and she swears to God if he doesn’t bring her this chapter soon she’ll tear off his-
“Ma’am?” Iron Bull said coming up behind her. Belle focuses on her personal assistant and that chiseled chest that made her go weak and want to get chocolate.
“Yes Bull?” Belle asked.
“I found him but he doesn’t seem right.” Bull noted and Belle felt her irritation turn to concern. Toby had been pulling twelves at work lately and was beyond tired.
“How so?” Belle inquired and Bull rubbed the back of his head, looking sheepish.
“He’s in a room, snapping plastic with handheld clippers and humming to himself.” Iron Bull said. Belle stared at him before sighing and pinching the bridge of her nose as she squeezed her eyes shut.
“His newest addiction,” Belle muttered. “I supposed he deserves it, he has been stressed out.” Gesturing for Bull to lead the way she followed the Qunari. Frowning as she was led past Toby’s office she found herself outside a conference room near her fellow author’s office. The door was shut but she could hear something from the inside.
“I know he’s in there I saw him get a lunch delivery,” Bull drawled. After Belle tried the door and found it locked she considered just having Bull break it down. Realizing the repairs would come out of her budget she decided to try honey first.
“Toby I know you’re in there,” Belle said in her sweetest, most manipulative voice. “Would you mind letting me in so I can talk to you while you make gunpla?” The door unlocked after a minute and was opened by Tali.
“Tali what are you doing here?” Belle asked. Tali seemed to smile at her.
“Toby bought me a few models as well,” she chirped letting them in. Belle felt her eye twitch as she realized Tobias had gotten a large majority of her missing staff addicted as well. Tobias was carefully snipping free the parts for a Gundam’s arm as John was nearby with Jane assembling a 1/100 scale Normandy. Garrus was assembling a Turian dreadnaught model while Zelda was assembling a Temple of Time. There was a huge stack of model boxes in the corner that Elizabeth was browsing through with a completed Songbird posed on the table behind her. There was an empty space at the table with a partially completed Geth that had to be Tali’s spot. Grunt had a jewelry monocle over one eye as he worked on the details of a shark model.
“What? Where did all this come from?” Belle demanded.
“Places,” Toby said, not even looking at her and irritating her further. “By the way I sold off the Mako.”
“To who?” Belle demanded.
“A fan.” Toby said, smiling to himself as he snapped the pieces together and finished both arms for the Gundam.
“Which one?” Belle demanded. The building shook and then sounds of gunfire rang out.
“THAT’S MINE!”
“Like hell! I bought it! See!”
“SO DID I!”
“ME TOO!”
“All of them,” Toby noted and smirked to himself. Now for the Gundam’s legs…
OMAKE 2
The paraphrased dialogue based on when Belle actually found out that Toby was developing an addiction to making models.
Toby: Yeah, they look really nice. I'm super excited about how they are turning out.
Belle: So....*evil grin*...this is what you've been doing instead of writing Twin Fates?
Toby: *realizing with great horror that he has revealed a weakness to Belle* Don't you dare!
Belle: *laughing maniacally*
Toby: That's it, I'm going to turn on my computer right now and write an omake about this before you!
Belle: *still laughing maniacally*
OMAKE 3
Belle glared at her co-author at their latest press conference to give them an update about the studio schedule. Toby had talked her ear off and even shown her pictures of his rec room between their conferences. He had a right to be pleased that one wall was done and she was happy that he had found a new hobby to help him de-stress. However…
“That is way too long. He should be writing,” Belle muttered. She turned to the fans nearby who were waiting anxiously for the next chapter. It was getting a bit intense and their thirst was strong. One woman had even offered herself up for motivation. Time to put an end to this. She tapped the microphone to make sure it was on.
“Okay look,” Belle began. “Toby has been incredibly busy at work with how shitty it has been for business lately. However, he hasn’t been entirely truthful. While he has been writing here and there, he has also been indulging in a new hobby, Gunpla model making.”
“Wow, really bitch?” Tobias said, echoing something he had said to her a few weeks ago.
“While he has been putting models together,” Belle continued, ignoring him as was her right, “he has gotten so good at it he has bought master grade level models now. So he’s been spending longer hours-mur mur mur!” Tobias had stepped up behind Belle and slapped a hand over her mouth to silence her. As was his right.
“Yeah we’re not going to talk about that,” Toby snapped. Belle glared at him with female fury and Toby employed the patented male-ignoring-female technique.
Effective but you always pay for it later.
“Mur mur mur mur mur MUR!” Belle demanded and Toby understood.
“Yeah conference over!” Tobias said dragging Belle away from the podium while she still tried to nark on her fellow author.
OMAKE 4
"Vega, you stay here to help even out John's team since we are taking two of his people. I don't want to leave him short staffed," Jane sighed, squeezing the bridge of her nose. James looked at Garrus and Kaidan, the two guys driving his Captain to the brink of distraction. He knew a great way to break the tension.
"No problem, Lola, just don't let them take my place under you," James said as he walked past Jane, slapping her on the ass with a nice loud smack. The hanger froze save for James sauntering between the turian and the biotic. Jane's jaw dropped as her face began to turn red.
"VEEEEEEEEGAAAAA!" she roared as biotic power swirled around her while James slipped into the elevator snickering as the doors closed.
OMAKE 5
Toby sat at his desk and looked at his own personal budget. He sighed deeply, irritated with himself. He stress bought again. His overtime pay was outrageous and while he appreciated the help to pay off bills he had also discovered a new website and let it get a bit out of hand.
It didn’t help that Dark Belle was behind him with a riding crop, tapping her hand with the end as she went over his pre-orders.
“List them or else its it get the hose again,” she growled. Toby sighed is resignation and began.
“Knights of Sidonia Tsugumori model October 31st. Neon Geneisis Evangelion blu-ray for the entire series December 8th. Mecha-Godzilla Unit 01 hybrid model December 31st. Aerith Gainsborough red dress statue June 10th,” Toby said.
“No more?” she snarled and Toby let his head thump on his desk.
“No more.” He muttered into his desk, cursing the day he discovered RightStufAnime and Belle sniffed.
“Very well. I shall begin chapter 34 and you will wait there. Then you will spend all your time on it when you get it!” She-who-must-not-be-angered growled as she strode away. Toby looked up and watched her meet Iron Bull as they walked away.
“Why do you let her do that?” Elizabeth asked as she entered the office with Morrigan following.
“Well first she needs her own stress relief plus I also owed her. She cashed in her Fallout 76 credit by making me buy Back 4 Blood,” Toby noted.
“Yeah but you like that game,” Morrigan pointed out and Toby nodded.
“For now but I can see it getting changed into pay to win crap. We’ll see if they add microtransactions for those cards,” Toby mused. “Anyway we’ve spent time on that together so I could use that against her but I won’t I have been spending too much time model making when I should be writing. I’m just glad I got that break in overtime so I could write 33 before it started up again.”
“So what’s second?” his newest staff member, Aerith asked as she entered the room with his schedule. Tobias grinned smugly to himself pleased at his trifecta of Aerith his secretary, Morrigan his body guard and Elizabeth…well Elizabeth needed no explanations.
“Second I deal with the staff when Belle creeps them out with her art,” Tobias noted as he headed out of the office with his team following him. They passed by Pales walking by with Sam slung over her should, the Alliance officer dressed in Samara’s outfit taken from wardrobe.
“I love you boss!” Pales chirped as she walked by, pleased with Toby’s policy to rent out costumes to fans as the need called for. They headed outside and Toby examined the wall as they latest wall between the shipping fans raged.
“And finally I keep this contained,” Toby said, gesturing to the wall. The grounds rattled with an explosion.
“THE SHEGAS SHALL WIN THIS DAY! FOR WE HAVE GROPED THE BOOTY!”
“NEVER! THE SHENKOS WILL TRIUMPH FOR HE WAS THE FIRST TO CONQUER THAT MOUNTAIN!”
“WE WILL RULE YOU ALL FOR SHAKARIANS RULE ALL! WE ARE ENDORSED BY THE MALE MOUNTAIN THAT IS SHEPARD!”
“That’s new,” Toby noted to himself as Liara approached.
“It's better than some of the new fans offering themselves to you and Belle for sexual favors for the new chapter,” she noted. Tobias winced at the aura of rage that appeared around Elizabeth.
“Something you forgot to mention?” she snapped.
“To be fair I didn’t take her up on it.”
Notes:
Toby Note: Well folks I hope you enjoyed the Leviathan DLC. I had a blast writing it and loved changing it. I could completely see a selfish species like the Leviathans refusing to let John go until they get the better deal. Like we said before, having two Shepards doesn’t necessarily work out for the better.
Hope you all are staying happy and safe in these times.
Belle Note: This was a long wait but I think it was worth it. There are some essential issues being addressed in this chapter, so I hope you realize what they mean. The next two chapters have been something I cannot wait for.
Chapter 35: Victory at Any Cost
Summary:
The Shepards must work towards getting a Krogan-Turian Alliance and that means dealing with missing Krogan on one side of the galaxy and downed Turians on the other. Meanwhile Mordin reveals the truth about the genophage cure and the actual effects it will have on the Krogan.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: Honestly, I don't have much to say before this chapter because it addresses, for me, one of those moments in a game where you sit there in agony because there existed a simple solution, but for the "action" of the game, it was not allowed. So...I'm allowing it. Seriously, in a world where Space Magic exists, you would think this would have been a character based quick time option.
Toby's Note: So yeah, fair warning when Belle first played this section of the game, she loved it until the aforementioned moment. Then I felt a disturbance in the force. A force of female rage and upset that shook the heavens…
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Chapter 34: Victory at Any Cost
Earth Date: November 8th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, In Transit
"Ooof!" Ash cried as she slammed into the mat after Jane tossed her over her shoulder. "Call me crazy, Captain, but I feel like you have it out for me for some reason." Ash sat up and looked at Jane who was doing a very poor imitation of an innocent expression while she bounced in a boxer's stance.
"I assure you, I'm just so much more used to throwing a bigger, bulkier marine," Jane said. "If you really want me to start going easy on you, you only need to say you can't take me in a fair non-biotic fight." Ash gave her a look.
"Now those are fighting words, Shepard," Ash said faking a jab to the right only to catch Jane with a left hook. Ash had a moment to smile before realizing her mistake and Jane caught the arm and once again threw Ash.
"Yet you're on the floor again, Williams," Jane said, rubbing her jaw. Ash smirked.
"Both of them are oogling your ass right now," Ash said and Jane blushed as she threw a glance over her shoulder to where Garrus was inspecting his sniper rifle while Kaidan was doing push ups...topless push ups...Jane ducked and rolled backwards, avoiding a sneak attack by Ash.
"Dirty trick!" Jane shot back.
"You need to watch out for them anyways," Ash huffed as she made a few kicks which Jane blocked before sweeping Ash's legs out from under her. Ash tapped out quickly.
"Coward," Jane hissed and Ash smirked as she grabbed her towel.
"Takes one to know one, Captain," Ash shot back and Jane sighed as she began stretches. She tried not to notice how Kaidan was now doing topless crunches and Garrus was removing his armor to treat it. Oh, those assholes were putting on a show. Jane finished her stretches before moving into a cross legged seated position. Her biotics flared and she created an orb of biotic power in her lap as Samara had taught her. She focused on the orb and let the rest of the ship seemed to vanish.
Kaidan stared at the technique Jane was practicing, it was something he hadn't seen before. He was loathed to do his next move but he looked at Garrus.
"What's she doing?" Kaidan asked as he stared at Jane. Garrus looked over.
"She learned that from a Justicar, sort of a super religious and powerful priestess-warrior of the asari," Garrus explained. "You planning to put your clothes back on. It's kind of cold."
"Noticed you didn't hesitate to remove the armor," Kaidan shot back.
"Fair play and all, Alenko," Garrus stated and the two men watched as Jane's face began to relax.
"She's gotten better," Kaidan stated.
"She has," Garrus replied. "Don't get in her way."
"I don't plan to," Kaidan said and the two exchanged a challenging look.
"Man, I could cut the tension in here with a knife," Ash stated calmly as she sat down next to the two men to drink some water. "Enjoying the show?"
"I thought you were some hand-to-hand expert, Williams," Garrus teased and Ash made a face.
"I hear that you've got some impressive reach there, Garrus," Ash comment and Garrus coughed slightly.
"Yeah, well, Turians tend to," he stated, not liking this turn of events. "Noticed you spent a lot of time on the floor. Looks like the training with Vega has been going well." Ash noticed Kaidan's expression on that and the way Garrus was trying to act nonchalant. What a fun opportunity.
"You know the Captain, she can go for hours. She and Vega have been clocking a lot of time on the mat. She probably knows his body as well as her own," Ash said casually, fighting the grin as both men seemed to tense at that.
"She's working that hard on her hand-to-hand?" Kaidan asked.
"Vega's more than willing, he's a bit of a fan boy. Reminds me of Verner, but not in the stalker way," Ash commented. "He's like a little puppy waiting for commands. He is having a field day under the Captain." The concerned looks on both Garrus and Kaidan's faces were priceless.
"You primitives are so disgusting about your pheromones, you might as well urinate to mark your territory at this rate," Javik stated as he headed for the elevator. "How your societies made it to space will never cease to amaze me."
"We're not dogs," Kaidan huffed.
"I mean...we do have a varren on the team," Garrus commented with a head nod to Blasto in the corner sleeping in his bed with all four feet up in the air and his tongue hanging out of his maw.
"Yeah...not an example I like," Ash deadpanned.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 9th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Transit
“How goes installation of the indoctrination detectors, Mordin?” John asked. The team was meeting in the conference room. They had reviewed the information for saving Aralakh Company and John had used the opportunity to check in with his team and the crew. So far nothing had really come up as an issue. The last bit to cover was the indoctrination detectors but he didn’t anticipate any prob-
“Most of the team has had them installed,” Mordin explained. “Currently not enough to have the entire crew outfitted but currently making more. Kept three, one for myself, one for Dr. Chakwas and one for mechanical guide for those making more. Crew making more have already been scanned for indoctrination.”
“Excellent,” John noted thinking about the times he’d walked into a room and wondered just who was indoctrinated. Times like this paranoia was starting to become a common sense. “Let's do passive scans at random times. Just because someone isn’t now doesn’t mean they can’t become indoctrinated later. How’s the cure progressing?”
“Expect results soon, will go over them with Eve and Wrex soon.”
“Well then, that wraps up this meeting folks. Anything else?” John questioned. He looked around the room and saw everyone shaking their heads. As he did he couldn’t help but feel relieved. This crew was working so hard, trying to make a difference and to him they were.
“Then crew dismissed.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 10th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, Tuchanka, Aralakh System
The team was suiting up and doing a weapons check.
"What can we expect?" Ash asked and Jane adjusted her visor.
"Turian special ops mission gone wrong. The Primarch's son is the commanding officer. Apparently they were trying to do something on Tuchanka when they came across Cerberus and Reaper forces," Jane explained.
"Cerberus and Reaper. John was considering Reaper forces being an influence on Cerberus," Kaidan stated.
"What you saw on Mars proves that Cerberus is implanting Reaper tech into their soldiers. The chance of indoctrination of Cerberus is to the point of almost certainty," Jane sighed.
"Cerberus isn't fully working with the Reapers however," Garrus stated and Jane nodded.
"More than likely this Cerberus is indoctrinated but the Reapers are allowing them the illusion of independent thought as a distraction for the unified forces. Two attacking forces instead of one. In my cycle it was common for the Reapers to make use of troublesome civilizations. Advanced races quarantined to their home systems were indoctrinated and given tech to fight us," Javik said and Jane nodded.
The team was prepped and got onto their shuttle heading down. As they broke through the atmosphere and the data of the crash came in, Jane frowned.
"This crash site's a nightmare," Jane hissed. "Garrus, see if you can raise Lieutenant Victus." Garrus began sending out a signal from a terminal in the shuttle.
"For a Turian commander, what happened here is...let's just say the Turian code is not forgiving," Garrus stated. "And that it's his son is bad for the Primarch. Promoting family without merit can bite you in the ass. What's strange is, the Primarch knows that."
"But it's a crash, opposing forces attacked and caused the crash," Jane said. Garrus shook his head.
"Turians are a hard lot to please," he said.
"I'm glad you're not like other Turians," Ash commented.
"Perhaps you are broken in some way," Javik suggested and Kaidan covered a laugh with a cough.
"Still, it looks like we're landing further back from the initial crash site than I would like," Jane said, shaking her head. "Ash, you're on point, Kaidan, you watch her six, Javik and I will flank, Garrus, you take Blasto and get the rest of our six."
"Yes ma'am," Kaidan and Ash both said with salutes.
"Let's try to get all surviving Turians off Tuchanka before the Krogan realize they are here," Jane ordered.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Nimah Cluster, Mulla Xul System, Utukku
John stood behind Cortez as he piloted the shuttle down. He watched as the pilot smoothly guided the shuttle in. He felt calm as they headed down despite the potential to encounter Rachni. Liara had received an urgent call from one of her agents so he’d opted to bring Vega and EDI on this mission. He was curious to see how James functioned in this kind of situation and to see what EDI’s body could handle. He usually opted to bring a biotic on a mission for a variety of options on a mission but he figured having Krogan commandos would more than make up for that deficiency.
“Any updates, Shepard?” James’ voice came from behind him and he turned to see the marine had stood up.
“Our back up is waiting for us at the drop point. Aralakh Company. Krogan commandos,” John noted.
“That's correct, Shepard.” EDI chimed in from behind James. “They are an accomplished unit. Their decisive action in liberating a colony from Batarian pirates made them famous.”
“Good to hear. Other than that there's been no word from a team of Krogan scouts since they went through the Rachni relay. We don't know much but no Rachni activity has been reported.” John explained.
“Still, it's troubling there are rumors at all. It's been years since your sister released the last Rachni queen,” EDI commented.
“Jane wasn't about to condemn a sentient species to extinction. The queen was also desperate to save her race,” John noted. He’d never really had any doubts about Jane’s decision. He just hoped he didn’t have to show her that she had been wrong.
“You're telling me the Captain let a Rachni queen go? Are you kidding?” James said incredulously.
“That she did,” John noted and sighed. “So far it seems to have been the right call. Just be ready for anything.” He moved towards the door as the shuttle finished its landing and stopped. John led the way out and noted the terrain was mostly rock and dirt. It appeared to be a mostly desolate place but there was a prefab camp set up near a cliff edge overlooking several caves. As they headed into the camp he took a good look at the Krogan. They all wore thick, heavy armor of similar make but the colors and clan tags varied. He raised an eyebrow at them, noting that several clans were mixed in together. As he approached a familiar voice was barking orders.
“Yeah, shuttle just arrived. You better get moving, Team Two. See anything, let me know.”
“Grunt?” John said in surprise. The aforementioned Krogan pushed his way past the men he was ordering.
“Shepard? Heh! Shepard! Heh-ha-ha-ha-ha!” John grinned and braced himself as Grunt stomped up to him, giving him a few friendly smacks before they shook hands.
“What are you doing here?” John said, happy.
“I could ask you the same question. Didn't those idiots lock you up?” Grunt grumbled.
“They did. Put me in lockdown to keep the Batarians off me. Didn't want problems with the Council while they prepared for war. But the situation changed.” John noted.
“Yeah, they got bigger problems, all right. It's why I'm out here running Aralakh Company. They're tough, think they're invincible. Reckless, but effective.” Grunt noted, gesturing to his men.
“Sounds familiar, Grunt.” John noted and Grunt laughed. “How did you go from being new and unproven to your own command?”
“Wasn't easy. When Wrex put Aralakh Company together, he needed a leader who represented the future of our species. Thanks to you, I completed my Rite of Passage on Tuchanka and became part of Clan Urdnot. I was an equal. And being the strongest, I was chosen to lead this honored company.” Grunt stated, boastfully. John felt pleased the Krogan had come so far.
“I bet some didn't like a tank-bred Krogan being in charge.” John noted and Grunt smirked.
“I collected a few scars earning my place here. These Krogan respect me.”
“You were a pain in the ass, Grunt, but if your Krogan are half the soldier you are, we might make it out of here,” John noted
“Heh. Glad you're here to crack some heads, Shepard. Hard to believe this might be Rachni. Seems crazy. The Rachni? A chance to face the old enemy? Impossible to resist!” Grunt declared and John just shook his head ruefully with a smile.
“We don't know if the Rachni had anything to do with this. We're here to find the scouts. I didn't see any signs of activity during our approach,” John noted.
“Agreed. But this place smells wrong. Like a bad wound. Our scans show the tunnels down there lead to a large central point, if we're lucky, it's a nest.”
“Rachni have nests?” James chimed in, not sounding too pleased by that as Grunt chuckled.
“Aralakh Company....move out! Grab what you need, Shepard. Meet me at the scout camp ahead.” Grunt said moving off to lead his men in. John noted and led his team in to check out the camp.
~*TF*~
The team dropped from the shuttle and looked around.
"So for those of us who have never been to Tuchanka before...how much of this is normal?" Kaidan asked and Jane and Garrus shared a look.
"Honestly?" Jane asked. The team did not look hopefully. "Look at Blasto." The varren was just casually sniffing around some debris. "Some of these ruins have been here in this state longer than humans have had telescopes."
"What should we look for?" Ash asked.
"Big fires. Krogans don't tend to waste burnable material that easily," Garrus added.
"Did you raise Lieutenant Victus?" Jane asked and Garrus didn't look pleased.
"Yes, but the connection is bad," he said.
"Try to patch us in," Jane said and Garrus tapped at his omnitool. The connection indicated success. "This is Captain Jane Shepard, Alliance Navy. Do you read?"
"This is Lieutenant Tarquin Victius of the Ninth Platoon. We're pinned by Reaper Harvesters and taking heavy casualties. Also, there are pockets of my men scattered along the crash trajectory," Victus informed over the comms.
"Lieutenant. I need you to fire a flare so we can find your position," Jane explained. A flare went up and Jane used her visor to pinpoint a destination. "Got it."
"Things get worse by the minute. My men are dying!" Victus' voice was strained.
"We're here for you. Keep fighting," Jane said before looking at her team. "Let's move."
"This looks worse than I feared," Garrus confessed as the team began to move into the flaming wreckage. "A secret Turian mission on Tuchanka is especially odd. Thoughts?"
"Not good ones," Kaidan stated.
"Agreed," Jane added.
"You're the Turian," Ash pointed out and Garrus hummed.
"I got nothing," he sighed.
"We got husks," Ash stated and Jane saw the small group.
"I'll throw a singularity, Kaidan, use a warp, the rest shoot once they are caught in the singularity," Jane ordered. The plan was flawless and the husks were dead in seconds.
"Nice and clean," Garrus stated.
~*TF*~
Nothing was ever as simple as John wanted. After speaking with Grunt again, as they were checking out the scout’s camp at the edge of the cliff, the cliff had given way under one of the prefab units. Sending John and his team tumbling into the cave area below. After taking stock that his team was okay and calling up to Grunt to stay in radio contact they had headed deeper into the caves. Almost immediately they had found dead scouts with flamethrowers and black webbing lining some of the walls and openings. As they had gone deeper into the caves, they had found large egg pods with black cords connecting to them. He’d ordered the team to destroy them all and had to deal with little Rachni bugs.
Then they’d headed into a large cavern where husks and modified Rachni had attacked them. It was obviously a trap with barrier generators strategically placed to give the Reaper units a boost. Though he hadn’t fought with them much James and EDI had worked well with him. James was a soldier like himself and seemed to anticipate John’s strategies, adopting a staggered firing pattern so as one man reloaded, the other was always firing. EDI used a hologram to pull troops away and give them breathing room to work. After a few minutes it was over.
“Well done you two,” John said before contacting Grunt. “Grunt, Rachni presence confirmed. Modified and very dangerous.”
“Finally, something to kill!” Grunt growled. “Nothing here yet. Lost a Krogan to a sinkhole. Bad way to go.”
“The Reapers must be protecting something important here,” EDI noted and John nodded in agreement as he led them out of the cavern and deeper in, destroying pods as they went. As they turned a corner James whistled at the sight of an even larger cavern with large pieces of Reaper tech.
“Reapers have messed this place up,” James noted.
“Agreed,” John commented. “Let's find out why…”
~*TF*~
Jane saw the first escape pod and shook her head.
"Escape pod. Our first casualties," Garrus stated.
"Looks like a Harvester got them, probably right as they were trying to get out of the pod," Kaidan stated, shaking his head.
"I hope the explosion was what did it and not the husks," Jane stated and Ash nodded before holding up a hand.
"Hear that? Eyes up," Ash hissed and the team slowly moved forward. A collection of cannibals were firing on the very live members of an escape pod.
"I have visual on the enemy...and there an escape pod just beyond. Looks like the Turians are in tough. Enemies up ahead don't know we're here," Jane said as she scoped.
"Surprise on our side for once. I like it," Garrus said in a pleased tone. Jane's face went tight. She wanted to save as many of these men as possible.
"Let's light them up team," Jane ordered. With precision the team quickly named their targets and head shots quickly removed the opponents on almost all fronts.
"Couldn't take yours down with one bullet, Williams?" Garrus teased and Ash made a vulgar hand motion.
"Harvester! Incoming Harvester!" one of the Turians warned as the creature landed. .
"Hold on, I'm going to try something," Jane said and the team looked at her. "Get that harvester's attention on us!"
"Yes, ma'am!" Ash replied as Jane closed her eyes and took a breath before putting up a barrier between the harverster and the Turians. It was far away and clearly not as strong, but it was there. Garrus caught the harvester in the side of the head with a concussive shot. As the harvester's head turned to the group, Jane dropped her barrier and pulled her Scorpion, she peppered the harvester's head again and again. As it took off, the explosion that ended it was beautiful.
"So...when do I get one of those?" Garrus asked and Jane holstered it.
"Should have hit up Mordin when you had the chance," Jane shot back.
"You wound me," he huffed.
"You good over there?" Kaidan called to the Turians.
"We're fine. Keep moving. We'll head to the main crash site. There's another pod ahead!" one of the Turians yelled as the pod emptied and the Turians headed to a doorway behind them.
"We got a ladder here," Ash called and the team headed over.
"We need to keep moving. We want to help that main crash site group," Jane said.
"Being the son of Adrien Victus is a lot to live up to," Garrus commented. "It's a big military name on Palaven. War's expected to run in the Victus blood.
"It doesn't always work that way," Jane commented, looking at Ash. "Sometimes you should be allowed to make your own name and not have the burden of it."
"Ah, thanks, Captain," Ash grinned and Jane rolled her eyes. They came up behind another group of Reaper forces and it was almost too easy to use Singularities to capture the Reaper ground forces and let the others decimate them. Jane was pleased by every Turian saved.
~*TF*~
John couldn’t help but scowl in disgust as they crawled through this narrow passage next to the destroyed pods. His armor scraped along the rock and there was a slimy, squishy sound as they moved.
“What is this crap?” James muttered as they crawled.
“Logic suggests this is a mixture of pheromones and frass,” EDI said helpfully behind them. “Or the Rachni equivalent.”
“What the hell is frass?” James muttered as the passage opened up into a large opening.
“Ant shit,” John said absently as he looked the area over.
“Ugh!” James bit out as he stood up. As he looked out he had more pressing concerns. “What is that?”
The that looked very familiar to John. He easily recognized the Rachni queen Jane had set free years ago but she was twice as large as from John had last seen her. She was held in place by large webbing and looked like she couldn’t move.
“Grunt, we've located the central chamber,” John reported, his eyes narrowing.
“Good! We got your back, Shepard!” Grunt growled and John nodded. He didn’t see any Rachni or other Reaper troops in the immediate area. If he could, he’d try to talk to the Queen. So far none of the readings of this indoctrination detector were going off. If he got close enough maybe he could scan her. If she was clean and freed she might be able to help them. Gesturing for them to follow him, John dropped down from the ledge into the chamber itself. There must have been a sensor on the floor because the moment he did, large metallic steels plates that resembled Reaper tech began to shoot up around them.
“Move it!” John barked, breaking into a run for the Queen, trying to get to her before the trap sealed them in. He booked it across the way, noting the plates slamming into place as he moved. He was just a few feet from her when one shot into place, trapping them and cutting him off from the Queen. “Damn it!”
“Where is the switch?” James said as he looked around.
“There, higher up on that rock formation,” EDI called and John sighed, thankful there was one. A few quick shots from his rifle and it was destroyed. Unfortunately, they didn’t slide the plates down leading to the queen but to his left, which showed dozens of husks and Rachni drones.
“Heavy resistance!” EDI exclaimed.
“No shit!”
“This is it, people!” John barked. “We shoot our way through to another switch!” John led his team into the horde of Reapers.
~*TF*~
The team took out the last harvester between them and the crash.
"The Reapers really put up a fight," Kaidan stated as they approached the survivors.
"Lieutenant Victus?" Jane asked as she approached.
"Captain Shepard, my men and I are in your debt," Victus said as he approached. "Thank you for saving so many."
"What happened here?" Jane asked. A Turian soldier beside Victus grabbed him by the carapace.
"He screwed up!" the soldier accused.
"Stand down, soldier!" Victus ordered.
"These men are dead because of him!" the soldier cried.
"I said stand down!" Victus repeated. Jane got between the two and pushed them apart.
"Hey! My team just saved all your asses, so everyone just calm down!" Jane barked. The solider backed away. "Lieutenant, what's going on here?" Victus hung his head, a shameful Turian expression. He looked up.
"I made a bad call. This is all on me," Victus confessed. "I chose cautious and clever tactics over a head-on attack...and my men paid the price."
"You mean the crash? You couldn't have anticipated the attack," Jane said.
"Yes. We could see on holo that Cerberus forces were blocking our intended path....staying on course guaranteed heavy casualties," Victus explained. "So I chose a safer route, skirting the enemy, and that took us low and through these ruins. When we encountered Reaper forces there was no room to maneuver. Suddenly, we were in a fight for our lives. A lot of my men lost that fight." Jane looked at the fallen.
"Owning up to your mistake requires guts. But it is essential that you learn from this moment so that it can never happen again," Jane said. She knew the pain of losing men.
"Of course...it's just fresh right now," he explained. "Our mission's still a failure. When we've stabilized the injured, we'll head back to the fleet." He looked even more shamed.
"You're abandoning your mission?" Jane asked.
"We're down over thirty men. It'd be suicide with the Cerberus forces between us," Victus explained.
"What exactly did you come here to do?" Jane asked.
"There's a bomb on the planet. We were sent to defuse it," Victus said and Jane felt concern. A secret Turian mission with a bomb on Tuchanka...not good.
"A bomb? How big?" Jane asked. They were currently very close to the Kelphic Valley where many of the female clans gathered.
"Enormous. Cerberus has it," Victus said and Jane's face locked down.
"Lieutenant, if Cerberus has that bomb, you have to finish your mission," Jane said.
"Haven't these men sacrificed enough?" Victus exclaimed.
"I understand. This kind of sacrifice is the hardest to ask for but your men signed on for it and so did you," Jane said.
"My men have lost hope, Captain. Even if I wanted to finish the mission, they don't," Victus said. Something about his tone spoke of broken.
"It's your job to make them want to," Jane said. "If it helps, we are located not far from one of the Krogan havens. The place where their fertile females and children are considered safe. I'm taking a guess that your bomb is closer to that location than we are. The Turian forces need the treaty with the Krogan. You need Krogan boots on Palaven. If Cerberus has that bomb, I guarantee you, those females and those children will be slaughtered. The blame won't be on Cerberus, it will be on the Turians. Your ship is now evidence Cerberus can use to turn the Krogan against your people." Victus looked Jane in the eye then and Jane could feel her team looking at her as they realized what this situation meant. Victus' mandibles twitched in shock.
"How do I motivate them?" he asked, on leader to another.
"I know few warriors more honorable than the Turian. Their sacrifice means that others will never face what they faced here today. Remind them that those sacrifices have no honor if the mission fails," Jane said. She stayed back as Victus approached his men. He looked like he was carrying the weight of the mission and he was.
"Men! I own what happened here today, but we have to carry on!" Victus began.
"No, we don't. Who cares about a few dead Krogan? It's over!" one of the soldiers snarled.
"We are Turian, and we will not let Cerberus succeed. Our sacrifice is the difference between life and death for this entire galaxy!" Victus barked. Authority oozed from him and Jane nodded. There was a deep feeling of pride that came from seeing failure make someone stronger instead of weaker. Victus was being honed like a sword being beaten into a better and stronger weapon. "Let the heroes of the Ninth Platoon be remembered for performing their duties with bravery! All right, men! Shuttles are arriving within the hour...we're moving out!" The soldiers seemed to snap back at that. They began to salute and move as only Turians with purpose could. Victus turned to Jane.
"Captain. We need to get rid of the Cerberus forces. They have anti aircraft weaponry in the rubble. I can give you the coordinates. I worry about our shuttles while those weapons in Cerberus hands," Victus said and Jane nodded.
"Give us the coordinates, we'll take out these anti-aircraft guns and then meet you at the bomb," Jane said and Victus nodded. Quickly passing her the coordinates through his omnitool. "Lieutenant...get some water and double check who is physically able to complete the mission. Send those who can't back to the fleet." Victus nodded and Jane looked at the team. "Let's go decrease Cerberus' holdings here on Tuchanka."
"Feels good going after the bad guys," Ash said.
"I owe them...personally," Kaidan said and Jane gave him a look. The image of him in Dr. Ava's grasp made her throat hurt.
"You can have first shot," Jane said.
"Really?" Garrus asked.
"If he sees them first," Jane continued.
~*TF*~
John let out a deep breath after they killed the last drone. As they did the Queen roared, sending a few of the mini-Rachni spawn scurrying. As he was wiping some Rachni gunk off his face his comm came to life.
“Shepard the Rachni are backing off!” Grunt growled. “Whatever spooked them won't last. Finish the job.”
“Copy that,” John replied, taking stock of his team. James was panting heavily, covered in Reaper filth as well. EDI seemed no worse for the wear with just a few smears and dents on her armor and was calm only as an AI could be. He led them to the last Reaper switch and activated it. The last panel slid its way down allowing them access to the Queen. As they approached and got a closer look at her he actually felt bad for her. She was affixed in place by Reaper webbing and devices with Krogan corpses strewn about her, Reaper tech everywhere, attached to her eggs and the webbing.
“Si...lence...” The corpses all spoke at once, echoing throughout the hall.
“What the hell!” James exclaimed, pointing his pistol at one corpse but John stopped him.
“Easy Vega,” John said, “I’ve seen this before. It's how the queen communicates with us.”
“The...maddening sour note has ceased.” The Queen continued. “We listen for the children...they are silent, hollow. The machines come and take them to war. They die alone, silent, far away.”
“The Reapers did this to you?” John stated the obvious, to be sure.
“Yes. The sour note of the machines was everywhere in here,” the queen boomed. “They invaded our nest, used our children!”
“John, if we are able to relocate the queen we could provide the shielding we used to block the Leviathan signal around her new nest,” EDI noted. “Modifications are already underway to adapt this to several allied strongholds.
“When my sister agreed to free you then you swore not to interfere anymore. The Rachni were supposed to disappear,” John stated.
“We remember. We kept our promise. Retreated back through the relay. We started a new home. Beautiful children. Harmony. But...the machines came. They heard our song. Their shriek of sour notes drowned us out.” The Queen snarled.
“They can't hurt you anymore.” John soothed her.
“Yes, we...understand.” The Queen growled.
“Can you still feel the Reapers? Can they influence you?” John wondered
“We hear the machines, but they cannot control us. Remove this last shackle and we are free.” The cavern ceiling rumbled and cracked, pieces falling. “What? The children return. They will destroy us all. Release us!” The Queen demanded. John quickly brought up the indoctrination scanner. He used it on the queen and it reported back negatively. Whatever the Reapers were doing here, they couldn’t indoctrinate the Queen. It probably explained all the devices and modifications to the Rachni.
“We're getting movement here. A lot of movement…” Grunt reported over the comms as John shut the device down.
“Copy that, Grunt.” John reported. “Are you capable of fighting the Reapers?
“We hate the machines. We will fight for our unborn children. Release us!” The Queen agreed.
“She's a mess. She needs too much time to escape!” James countered as the cavern shook.
“Shepard, we're out of time! We stay here, Arlakh Company dies! Is that clear?” Grunt snarled. John ground his teeth, hating it every second as he made his decision.
“Listen up! Aralakh Company holds the Rachni off while the queen escapes.” John said looking quickly at the queen. “We'll buy you some time. Grunt, fall back to our position and lead us out!” John ordered.
“Damn you, Shepard! I'm leaving my team. On my way!”
“Shepard…” James started to protest.
“That's an order! She's too valuable an asset to lose!” John barked as he hurried to the last control and shot it a few times to release the queen. There was a rush of light and heat as the bindings dissolved around the queen. She bellowed and reared up before crashing to the ground.
“Now get us outta here.” John ordered. The wall opposite them exploded and Grunt was there with a now empty rocket launcher he tossed aside. He gestured the way he had come and the team headed out of the cavern, the Queen’s steps thundering as she ran out another way, away from the approaching horde. Grunt led the way as the team shot anything in their way. They ran as hard as they could, turning a corner before John halted backing up to stop the team. There were dozens of Reavers and Swarmers in the way.
“Shit,” John muttered, thinking. His eyes met Grunt who snarled.
“The shuttle's down that path! I'll hold them off!” Grunt said gesturing to the tunnel opposite the Reavers and Swarmers. John went to protest but Grunt cut him off. “Get out of here, Shepard!” John stared at the man and glanced at his team. He knew it was the right call but it still left a bitter feeling. John placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder and nodded, no words needed to be said between the soldiers. Then he turned and led his team down the path. He heard Grunt growl something before laughing. Then the shrieks and gunfire as Grunt waded into the mass of Reavers and Swarmers. John refused to turn back, knowing he’d join in too, consequences be damned as he tried to save his friend. A few minutes later he led the team out back onto the surface. He saw the shuttle waiting there for them and he sighed.
“Cortez, we're the last ones out,” John reported, unable to keep the misery out of his voice. That was a rough mission. Already he felt like he’d made the bad call.
“Copy that, Commander. Shuttle is waiting.” John rubbed at his face and wondered how the hell he was going to explain this Wrex. As they boarded the shuttle John couldn’t help it. He glanced back one last time and blinked in shock. He barreled out of the shuttle and ran for Grunt, who was limping out of the tunnel, covered in viscera and blood from head to toe.
“Grunt!” John shouted as he got near.
“Anybody got something to eat?” Grunt mumbled before his knees buckled. John caught the man and shook his head.
“Let’s get you patched up buddy.”
~*TF*~
The Cerberus anit-aircraft base was ridiculously easy to take down and Jane contacted some friends in Urdnot to secure it in Krogan hands after the team headed out. The team was getting on the shuttle to meet Victus and his troops near the bomb.
"Do you think Urdnot suspects anything?" Kaidan asked and Jane shrugged.
"When I contacted the scoutmaster he didn't seem shocked to hear from me, so I suspect Wrex gave Urdnot the heads up I was planet side," Jane said. "I'll contact him after we defuse the bomb," Jane said.
"Do you think Cerberus is going to blow that bomb soon?" Ash asked and Jane nodded.
"They know we know, besides, they probably knew about the Turian mission," Jane said.
"Indoctrination?" Garrus asked and Javik nodded.
"Assume indoctrinated in each species, however, once the indoctrination detection tools spread outward from the Citadel, those spies will become useless and the Reapers will lose their greatest advantage," Javik said with a grin. "Betrayal from within was their preferred method. Use those they controlled mentally and spread indoctrination like a disease."
"Okinawa shuttle, this is Lieutenant Victus with the Ninth Platoon. Do you copy?" Victus said over the comms.
"We hear you, Ninth Platoon. We took care of that annoyance we mentioned before," Jane said.
"We're approaching the bomb site, Captain," Victus reported. "Getting bounced around pretty bad."
"This is as close as we get, Lieutenant. Look for somewhere to set your platoon down," Jane said.
"Copy that," Victus said.
"Talk to me about this Cerberus bomb," Jane said.
"It's not Cerberus, Captain. It's...Turian," Victus explained and several things clicked for Jane.
"How old is this bomb, Lieutenant?" Jane asked.
"Over a thousand years old," Victus said and the team swore.
"What does that mean?" Javik asked.
"This bomb was planted at the end of the Krogan Rebellion," Jane said shaking her head. "Cerberus will want this bomb to explode. Because it will be Turian technology and it will start a war between the Krogan and Turians. We cannot fail."
"No pressure," Kaidan sighed.
"The bomb was a safeguard against another galactic war," Victus confessed.
"Brutal, but it makes a certain kind of sense. Put the Krogan down hard if they tried anything," Garrus said and Jane nodded.
"Turian tactics at their best. Be prepared for anything...except Cerberus finding out about it at the worst damn time," Jane groaned. "It wasn't meant to earn trust."
"We focus on disarming that bomb," Victus said and Jane nodded. "Detonation means all-out war between my people and the Krogan."
"And we are here to get the opposite. Krogan boots on Palaven fighting Reapers," Jane said. "What's the plan?"
"The bomb is located in those buildings, sending your team the coordinates. The Ninth Platoon will cover your flank, Captain," Victus said.
"I told the Urdnot I was clearing out a Cerberus infestation in this area. I let them know that I would contact them if I needed back up. That should buy us enough Krogan free time to let them think the only Turian I am working with is Garrus," Jane said.
As the shuttle landed it was clear Cerberus was ready for the team. It looked like a war zone.
"Let's get the attention on us, team. I want the Ninth Platoon walking in on that bomb," Jane said as she used her biotics to pick up a chuck of a building and hurl it into barrier where Cerberus goons were crouched.
"Shit, it's Shepard!" one cried.
"Better tell your bosses!" Ash cried as she ran in firing. It was back into the fire.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 10th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Mid-transit
“John you made it out of there!” Wrex exclaimed as John left the comm room and John sighed. “Sounds like I missed a hell of a fight.”
“It was bloody Wrex,” John noted. “We could have used you, buddy.”
“Too busy talking rather than fighting, feeling restless. A war going on and I’m stuck keeping the peace. Bah!” Wrex said waving a hand. “I heard you made some kind of deal with the Rachni queen? First your sister now you? If they get out of hand again it's your ass.”
“Understood,” John noted, amused. Trust Wrex to look on the bright side of things.
“I heard Grunt managed to get out of there with a few scratches,” Wrex noted and John shook his head.
“You could say that,” John replied.
“Well don’t worry, we’ll get him patched up and back into the fight,” Wrex noted and sighed. “I should get back to it. Your sister is cleaning up this Turian situation on Tuchanka.”
“We’re already heading back there now. Tell me more about this Turian situation.” John asked as the two men headed for the digital war display.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 10th, 2186 CE
Location: Tuchanka, Aralakh System
Jane watched as the Cerberus shuttle headed up into the air.
"I'm at the control panel, Commander. Cerberus set up a firewall around the trigger mechanism to slow us down," Victus said over the comms and Jane headed to where she could see the Ninth Platoon gathering. As she approached Victus looked at her. "I need to create a bypass. That'll take time. Like you said 'no trigger, no explosion.'"
"You men, get into cover. I swear you Turians think you're indestructible," Jane scolded and the guards gave her a look. She held up her sniper rifle and the guards got into cover.
"Some of us can catch rockets with our faces," Garrus commented and Jane slowly turned to give him a scolding look. He shifted his mandibles in a carefree grin. "Still not funny?"
"Not the time, Vakarian," Jane warned as she approached Victus. "Are you sure you can do that?"
"Yes. It's old tech. I know what to do," Victus said and Jane nodded. "Buy me a few minutes, Captain."
"We'll make sure you have the time you need, Lieutenant," Jane said.
"Understood. Starting bypass," Victus explained before giving her a look that Jane was starting to recognize as a Turian gratitude look. "Thank you for making sure I get this chance." Jane patted Victus' back as she turned.
"Just make it right, soldier," Jane said. A bullet hit the concrete that one of the Turians was crouched behind, almost taking his head off. Jane put up a barrier around the Turians. "Team, I'll keep the Turians safe, take out those Cerberus pains in our asses."
"You got it, ma'am," Ash stated as she and Javik charged the approaching Cerberus forces.
"Captain?" Victus asked.
"You know this tech, Lieutenant, you've also lost enough men. My team can take out these Cerberus goons easier. They didn't survive a ship crash a couple hours ago," Jane stated as she watched as Kaidan and Garrus were clearly stealing each other's kills." She tapped her comm ear against her shoulder to let her team hear her. "Boys. Now is not the time for this. Please defend the hill while I keep the barrier up." Garrus and Kaidan separated after that. Jane watched her team until the Atlas showed up. "Dropping the shielding." She dropped the shield and pulled the Scorpion. A few good shots to the cockpit and the driver was exposed. Jane pulled the pilot out of the mech. She switched to her sniper to keep the Cerberus forces at bay.
"Captain! Firewall's down. I'm in!" Victus said over the comms. "Spirits! Cerberus hacked the trigger mechanism! It's set to detonate!"
"Disarm it!" Jane cried as she turned to head back to Victus.
"No time! I have to separate the trigger from the bomb! Now!" Victus was working as fast as he could as Jane came up to protect him from behind. "Cover me!" Jane watched as the young officer quickly began to scale the bomb. Jane kept him safe, keeping an eye for any Cerberus forces that might have taken aim at him. It didn't take long for Jane to see that one of the arms wasn't releasing. A thousand years on Tuchanka or Cerberus had damaged it and it wasn't going to release. Jane could see the countdown, time was not their friend. Jane took out a few more Cerberus troops. She looked up again to see Victus pull out a support. The arm began to fall only to catch on the remaining support. Jane's eyes met Victus'.
"Victory...at any cost," he said. As he pulled the support free Jane dropped her gun and reached. It was a tight window, the biotic flare hurt as Jane created a barrier around Victus, then pulled hard. The arm barely missed cutting the young Turian in two as he landed on Jane. It hurt as she caught him directly on her and they skidded across the ground. Heavy...painful...stupid...brave...Turian. Victus was on top of Jane, he looked surprised to be alive. He got up and looked down at Jane. "Captain...you saved me..."
"Victory, at any cost. This one didn't need to be that high," Jane said. "Now could you please get off of me. This looks kind of bad." Victus then realized he was on the Captain, his knees between her legs.
"Sorry, ma'am!" he cried as he got up and offered Jane a hand. She took it and looked at the members of Ninth Platoon as she got up.
"You soldiers remember that move. He was willing to die for the cause. A stubborn human didn't let him," Jane said as she moved her shoulders and looked at her team. Neither Garrus nor Kaidan liked that show. She didn't have time for their feelings. "Let's go. You Turians are needed back home."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 11th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, Mid-transit
Mordin had requested a meeting between himself, Wrex and Eve to explain the cure to all of them. John had been all set to gather all the principals involved but Mordin had informed him that this needed to be kept quiet. Raising an eyebrow at the Salarian he had arranged it shortly after he got word Jane’s mission had succeeded. He liked the Turians but they could do some pretty damn cold blooded things. Planting a bomb on Tuckanka? At least they had committed to cleaning up their own mess, despite Cerberus forcing the issue.
“We’re all here Mordin,” John said gesturing. “At three in the morning and EDI will make sure no one knows about this meeting. Now what is it?”
"Appreciate the measure undertaken results of cure have been finalized. Needed to explain to you as Spectre not closely connected to the Krogan and the leaders of the Krogan. Must clarify this cure is not a true cure," Mordin explained.
"You mean you lied to us?" Wrex snarled.
"Listen to him, Wrex," Eve scolded and Wrex glared at Mordin before seeing the look on Eve and John's faces.
"Fine, but I bled for this too," he huffed as he crossed him arms. Mordin nodded at this.
"Maelon was using bypass evolutionary path. Not true cure because reclaimed fertility was not reversing genophage. Was working around genophage. To work around, rudimentary systems augmented preexisting Krogan healing and fertility. Not perfect. Side effects, must be discussed," Mordin stated and Wrex blinked in a slow, dangerous way.
"What kind of side effects?" he growled.
"Effects that will change us," Eve explained.
"I don't know if I like that," Wrex stated.
"Why I want to explain. Do not want to make same mistake twice," Mordin said. "Eve already altered. She and her children will always be changed, will pass down this ability. Won't save all Krogan."
"So...how will this...cure...change us?" Wrex asked. Mordin moved to Eve and brought up a display.
"Cure will allow for genetic process occurring in Maelon's victims to be replicated in all Krogan. Gene therapy more than cure. Side effects will be obvious," Mordin stated. "First thirty percent deduction in life expectancy."
"Deduction in life expectancy. I don't like that," Wrex growled.
"A thirty percent decrease in our life expectancy still gives us four times the lifespan of a human, Quarian, or Turian," Eve said and Wrex blinked.
"Life expectancy still variable with Krogan. Some Krogan reach fourteen hundred without complications...most being female," Mordin added. "Will still see female Krogan live a thousand years."
"Clan Nakmor boasted of more than one member well over a thousand," Eve added. "Thirty percent is worth the increased fertility."
"Increased? Not cured," Wrex snarled with a very angry expression on his face.
“He’s still talking about the first part, Wrex,” John chimed in. “Hear him out.”
"Genophage affected meiosis. Cell division for gametes. Increased amount of aneuploidy. Most gametes too many or not enough chromosomes. Evolutionary work around decreases amount of cell division in gonads. Less sperm, less egg, less aneuploidy. Each Krogan makes better quality gametes, just less gametes," Mordin explained.
"How does that decrease our lifespan?" Wrex asked.
"Decrease in cell division not just meiosis. Mitosis affected as well. Krogan cell division key part in longevity. Similar to Asari in a way. Krogan cell division very fast. Healing can be instantaneous. Would slow. Still faster than all other species, but slower than Krogan used to. Will have fatalities due to blood rage in later life," Mordin said and Wrex nodded at that.
"I guess that's not terrible. If our females can all be mothers again...I would...I would accept a shorter life," Wrex admitted.
"Secondly will affect sex distribution," Mordin stated and Wrex looked irritated again.
"What does that mean?" he growled.
"It means the female population will go up," Eve explained and Wrex blinked.
"Do I want to know how?" he asked.
"Sex determined by male gamete. Krogan sperm greatly favors male chromosome. Meiosis makes smaller sperm for male chromosome, sperm is faster, higher rate of male offspring. With less cell division, sperm become similar size, more chance for female offspring," Mordin said with a smile. "With equal population of sexes, more stability. Current population status is one female to every ten males. This will bring closer to one to one ratio."
"So we live shorter, but we are all fertile again and we have more females born," Wrex summarized. Mordin nodded. "It's not a cure...but it is better. We've never had a large female population."
“Lastly, decrease in clutch size and frequency,” Mordin noted.
"Smaller clutches I get, but frequency?" Wrex asked.
"Due to decrease in meiosis in males, sex distribution affected, due to decreased meiosis in females, clutch size and frequency affected," Morin explained. "Female cycle normally producing roughly one hundred eggs every thirty-nine point eight days. This historically created hordes. Due to decrease in mitosis and meiosis female egg production dropped more radically than sperm as is common in dioecy species. More sperm more common, with Krogan this will be radical drop. Clutches will drop from a hundred to two to four eggs at a time. Also will affect fertility cycle, females no longer capable of pregnancy as often. Will be fertile twice a year."
“So, no more hordes of Korgan,” Wrex growled.
“You’d be more like the other species with pregnancies,” John noted. “I think this might make it easier for the others accept. You have to admit Wrex that your species does multiply faster than resources can be found. Think about the planets you destroyed after the Rachni wars.”
“And we wouldn’t have dozens of dead children at a time,” Eve noted. “No more heartbreak as we crack egg after egg to find only dead children Wrex.” Wrex grunted and thought it over.
“This will have to be explained carefully,” He said after a few minutes. “After this cure has been distributed, we’ll gather the leaders of all the clans together and explain it them before we announce it at large. Some may want to go back to the old ways but we need them onboard to keep everyone in line.”
"If waiting to reveal after dispersion, less concern, will not be able to build up numbers as fast for war," Mordin commented.
“You’ll have to find a way to appease them,” Eve said and Wrex nodded.
“Stress that it is a cure just not in the traditional sense,” John noted before smiling as he remembered something Okeer said to him. “You’ll still have the genophage but you’ll inflict upon its creators the greatest insult an enemy can suffer. To be ignored.” Wrex laughed.
“I like that. Very well, let’s do this.”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Belle looked at the cast and brought her hands together in front of her as she looked at Jane, Kaidan, and Garrus.
"Okay so polyamory..." Belle said and Jane began to laugh.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" she snorted as she began to laugh herself to tears. Belle looked at Garrus.
"Do you really think I'd go for that?" he asked, mandibles flaring in a warning way. Belle looked at Kaidan. His brows were down and his frown said it all.
"It was suggested..." Belle sighed.
"She read a lot of fanfiction too," The Iron Bull said by the door.
"Not helping," Belle said.
"Is that why this chapter didn't have a lot of love triangle in it?" Jane asked and Belle whistled innocently.
"Look at the time, I should go...got another chapter to write and all," she said. Jane shook her head and headed out.
"Oh, I'm gonna let you two know, you should worry about that Vega kid," The Iron Bull said.
"Oh, don't worry, we are," Kaidan stated.
"Ash is not helping," Garrus grunted.
OMAKE 2
“Hee hee hee…and action!” Belle called. She relaxed into her director’s chair for the first scene filming of chapter 34. She had so been looking forward to this, beefcakes Alenko and Vakarian strutting around showing their manly bodies as Jane and Ash sparred…
“Caw?” Belle’s attention snapped to where Garrus and Kaidan were supposed to be. She felt her temper spike when she saw in place of her Turian stud-muffin was a grey and blue painted rooster with a familiar visor on its face. Her temper reached even higher levels where another rooster strutted out wearing little Alliance marine pants and muscular chest shirt. “Caw?”
“TOBIAS!”
In a safe location in the studio Toby was laughing hysterically with several others as they watched the monitors.
“Why roosters?” Aerith whispered to James Vega who sighed.
“Because they are preening cocks,” James explained.
“…I don’t get it…”
OMAKE 3
"Alrighty then, I call this Jane Shepard Fan Club meeting to order. I see we have a new member," Conrad said as he looked at the room filled with holographic members of his club. He always knew Jane Shepard was the right one to follow. She had survived everything and was the greatest hero he could think of. "Welcome, what's your name?" The Turian looked a little embarrassed but noticed several other Turians and seemed more confident.
"My name is Tarquin Victus," he said with a grin. "I'm glad to see I'm not the only Turian here."
"Ah, our fair Jane has more than a few admirers," Lorik Qui'in chuckled from his spot.
"Now, as a new member, you have access to the best of videos we have of Jane," Conrad said pulling up the playlist. "There is fanfiction, fanart, actual pictures, and of course, a copy of the holo I got of Jane herself. I encourage you to share your story."
"Well, I was on a mission and Jane saved my life. I was falling...I thought to my death, but she pulled me with her biotics and I actually landed on her," Tarquin said, rubbing the back of his head. Suddenly he felt danger. He looked around. Eyes were on him.
"You...landed on Jane?" Padrak growled.
"Um...yeah...she pulled me and I had no control over it," Tarquin said.
"Oh man, you are in for it," Julius chuckled.
"Pics or it didn't happen?!" Malall cried in rage.
"I didn't get any!" Tarquin cried.
"I'll just hack Garrus Vakarian's visor again, he always looking at Jane," Malall huffed.
Belle: All of the named characters in this omake have appeared in this story.
OMAKE 4
“Well of course! Let’s set it up and do the trade right now. What would you like done with your trade?”
Belle paused as she was walking past the hallway to the large conference room. There was a large number of their readers and fans waiting in the hall. What made the hallway even more crowded was each of them had a pokemon of some kind with them. Belle sighed in irritation as she realized why these people were there.
“Excuse me, pardon me, let me through please,” Belle said as she headed down the hallway wishing Bull was with her. She made her way into her conference room and shook her head as what she expected was happening. Toby was sitting at the end of the table, his hands folded before him as he channeled his inner-Gendo, complete with dark orange tinted glasses and sharp suit. He was flanked by an Infernape on one side and Morrigan on his other. At the far end from him was a fan who was happily hugging a shiny Bagon.
“You and Hera take care now,” Toby said, waving them off as the trainer left, babbling a happy thanks. Belle glanced at the white board and sighed at what Toby had written.
NO LEGENDS
SHINIES PREFFERED
“Toby why are you running your pokemon ring out of the studio?” Belle demanded and Toby smirked at her.
“Well, we may have talked about anime and others but really our staff are all video game characters,” Toby began to explain. “So, I thought since I completely owned my Shining Pearl Nuzlocke I’d share the wealth.”
“What do you mean share the wealth?” Belle asked, curious.
“I had a great Nuzlocke run with lots of rares and since I beat the game the Nuzlocke rules no longer applied. That opened me up to trades and using the daycare for breeding. You know I have all the starters for every gen up to this one?” Toby said happily. “I have every dragon you can get too! I even completed my dex!”
“Yeah, but why are you using the studio to run your little pokemon ring?” Belle demanded.
“Well, I needed the space and facilities the studio has to get yours!” Toby chirped happily before turning to his starter. “Kong would you mind handing me my briefcase?”
“Infernape!” Kong replied before digging through the stacks of boxes near them with Tobias’s pokemon for trade. It pulled out an expensive briefcase and placed it on the table before his master. Tobias stood and opened the briefcase, pulling out a heal ball and a luxury ball. He rolled them towards Belle.
“You got me pokemon?” Belle said skeptically as she stopped the balls.
“Yes and it took me a while to find these, go ahead and open them!” Toby encouraged her. Belle sighed, used to her co-author’s nerdy overexuberance and opened the balls. In twin flashes of light Belle saw them pokemon materialize on the table before her and instantly felt her heart melt. As the heal ball opened a shiny Eevee materialized on the table before her. The Eevee had light pink collar with a name tag and everstone attached to it. The luxury ball opened and a shiny Alolan-Vulpix with soft blue scarf on appeared next to the Eevee. The Eevee stretched and shook itself as the Vulpix yawned hugely before sitting primly before Belle.
“Now this pretty lady Eevee is Rei and this handsome man is Noel. Rei, Noel? This young lady is your new trainer,” Tobias said, making the introductions.
“’Vee!” Rei exclaimed jumping into Belle’s arms as Noel moved towards Belle and sniffed her before licking her forearm.
“Oh, they’re so pretty, aren’t you both so pretty!” Belle gushed; her irritation forgotten.
“I had Bull set up some pet furniture for them in your office and gave you some evolutions stones in a box in case you need them,” Toby explained.
“Let’s go show you your new home, yes we will!” Belle exclaimed taking her new pets with her. She failed to miss Toby’s smirk as a nervous fan slash trainer entered the room after her. Tobias sat back down placing his hands before him Gendo style as Morrigan waved her hand, causing the lights to dim and the remaining light in the room took on a sinister tint.
“Now that she has been distracted…” Tobias drawled in an ominous manner. “I was told you had something for me my friend. What is your pleasure sir?”
Notes:
Belle's Note: The scene with Victus has ALWAYS irritated the shit out of me. From the first playthrough I thought for sure I would get a quick time event to save him but no. He falls to his death and I'm standing there like "Excuse me? Space magic, I could Pull him to safety!" It was a pet peeve. A great scene to be sure, but it seemed like it could be so much more.
Also, I got super misty eyed the first time I played ME3 and you had to leave Grunt to save the Queen. I cannot tell you how long I sat there going back and forth on the Queen or Aralakh Company. I saved the Queen because that poor girl got SCREWED and she needed to get her revenge. I was wiping away tears when Grunt told you he would hold them back. I was blubbering when Grunt showed up at the end of that mission. As they started the music and then panned to him I think I actually went "My Grunt Baby made it!!!!"
Toby's Note: Belle has such a thing for Turians. I mean I love them, they’re bros and awesome but I’ve never really thought of them that way. *stops and thinks for a moment* Well Vetra was cute. You know I take that back, I think I’d like to try sleeping with a Turian once but…chaffing. *shivers and Mordin pats him on the back* Anyways Belle she loves missions with the Turians but when Victus died? Whew, the upset! I thought he went out like a badass but I understand her point. I get it happened for plot reasons but Belle was very upset.
Yeah the first time I played the Grunt missions I thought I fucked up. I was cussing up a storm as my first Shepard was heading back to the shuttle and then Grunt comes staggering out covered in blood…fuck yeah! One of my favorite memes is a picture of Grunt walking out but they added shades and put an explosion behind him. Though I liked how it ended if you killed her off it was kinda cookie cutter, the same with mostly changed dialogue. Though to be fair I only did that on my renegade play through where I killed or got killed everyone I possibly could. FYI, I wasn’t impressed they just swapped Grunt out with Dagg though he was a badass. “Time to die.” Bad-ass.
Also a side note folks, if any of you are hardcore paragons like Belle you really need to do one pure renegade playthrough. The differences with some of your choices, wow. Some of them are insane. There was only one I couldn’t play anymore and that was when Tali committed suicide. There was a lot of screaming of “No!” and “what have I done”s on my end.
Belle: I still have not, nor do I ever intend to play a full Renegade.
Chapter 36: I am the Very Model of
Summary:
It is time to cure the genophage and bring an end to the krogan suffering.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: I am the very model of a scientist Salarian. I've studies species Turian, Asari, and Batarian. I'm quite good at genetics as a subset of biology because I am an expert which I know is a tautology. My xenoscience studies range from urban to agrarian, I am the very model of a scientist Salarian! Ahem.
Toby's Note: No, no. Please don’t stop on my account. *shares some popcorn with Jane & John*
Belle's Note: That's the actual end of the song. The ahem.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: November 12th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, In Orbit around Tuchanka
"...I understand your plan, and honestly, I'm glad to know you are taking part in this mission as well," Jane said to the krogan on the screen.
"Do not worry, Urdnot-Shepard, we are not passive and we will see this endeavor succeed. I will see you tomorrow," the krogan stated before the call was ended. Jane stretched her shoulder, the dull ache was still there since she had caught young Victus the hard way.
"Captain, Major Alenko is at the door," the VI John said, he was dressed like a butler since it made Jane laugh to see it. Jane couldn't hide forever, at least Garrus wasn't there too.
"Let him in," she said and the VI unlocked the door before vanishing. Kaidan entered with a look at Jane in her casuals.
"How's the arm?" he asked and she shook her head, of course, Kaidan the medic, had noticed.
"Sore," she said with a stretch.
"Do you think you trust me to work it?" he asked.
"I always trust you, Kaidan," she said instantly and he smiled slightly.
"Would you prefer seated or on the bed?" he asked and Jane fought the urge to blush. Her on a bed with Kaidan's skilled hands working her, what a recipe that was.
"You need leverage, the chair is too tall and it doesn't lower," Jane said as she got up and moved to lay on her stomach across the foot of her bed.
"You never said your preference," Kaidan teased gently as he moved to her side. His thighs so close to her body but not touching. Jane imagined she could feel the heat off of him.
"I'm worried about being in a bed with you nearby...but my shoulder is sore and I know you can help with making sure I'm up to par for tomorrow's mission," Jane stated, turning her head so she looked away from Kaidan. He could see the flush on her ear and the back of her neck. It stroked his ego a little to know she was flustered. Still, he wasn't going to get in her way. He just needed to rub her shoulder a little bit.
"Yes, ma'am," Kaidan said as he began to press her shoulder through her hoodie. "That's gonna need to go, it will get in the way.
"Sounds like you want me undressed, Kaidan," Jane said in a teasing manner, but the color on her ears betrayed her confidence. Kaidan smirked and kept his bedroom eyes aimed at the foot of her bed.
"Just professional, Jane, no nefarious plans involved," he said. Jane sat up, facing away from him and unzipped the hoodie, revealing a tank top underneath. She placed the hoodie next to her pillows before laying back down. Kaidan began to feel her shoulder. "Extend your arm in line with your shoulder." She did and he could feel the muscles' heat and density. He began to explore her shoulder. More muscle than when he last gave her a massage.
"What's the situation?" Jane asked.
"You're tight, but with a good rub down and a hot shower, you should be back to a hundred tomorrow," he said and Jane turned her head back towards him. Kaidan moved so she would have a decent view. While he helped her out, she could enjoy one of his best features. Jane had made no secret about how much she enjoyed walking behind him and he was not going to lose to Garrus without a fight. "As I push down along the shoulder blade lift your arm back up from your side to in line with your shoulder." Jane followed the instruction well and Kaidan pushed down into the muscle.
"Ooooh," Jane made the groan of all people getting a good massage and her cheeks were red. Kaidan's ass was at eye level as he stood with his hips parallel to her head.
"How does it feel now?" Kaidan asked, his hand could feel the tightness of the muscle.
"Like a full grown turian in armor landed on top of me," Jane stated, closing her eyes against the temptation of Kaidan's backside. Kaidan noticed and moved his body, he needed better leverage and if she wasn't looking, he wasn't going to play.
"You pulled too hard," Kaidan scolded her.
"I had to, he was a full grown turian in armor and he was going to fall with a big piece of metal ready to land on him," Jane said. "I needed to get just him and not the big piece of metal." Kaidan looked at Jane's face. He pressed hard and the expression on her face was one between pain and pleasure.
"You were desperate to save him," Kaidan commented and Jane's eyes opened at that.
"I'm tired of death," Jane confessed and Kaidan paused. Captain Jane Shepard, the Terror of the Hegemony, the Savior of the Citadel, a sniper with accolades, a deep cover operative, and a survivor was tired of death. His eyebrows furrowed.
"We're in a war," he said and Jane nodded as he pressed down, making her face contort again.
"We are, but I can be tired of death," Jane said. "Too many people are going to die, I cannot let people die when I can save them."
"Is that why you saved him?" Kaidan asked, gently placing her arm to her side before moving over her head to start working both her shoulders carefully.
"Yes, but think of how much better the world will be with him in it," Jane said. "He is now going to be a stronger leader from his mistake, his men will have a new respect for him seeing him willing to die for the cause, and his father will be stronger."
"You saved a lot of those who made it from the crash," he added.
"Turians have a bad habit of forgetting to duck," Jane sighed before letting out a deep groan as Kaidan pushed on her shoulders hard.
"You can't save everyone, Jane," Kaidan stated as he moved to sit in the chair. Jane sat up and stretched, the tension in her shoulder gone.
"I know, Kaidan, but I want to save everyone I can," Jane said. "I need to think beyond this war." Kaidan looked at her with concern.
"Javik told me about the war in his time and how it lasted a few lifetimes..." Kaidan started and Jane's face locked down as she stared at nothing making him stop. Something was in her eyes, these weren't her killing eyes, there was something else there he had never seen.
"I have done so much to make us ready. I must believe that I will see the end of this," Jane said. "There needs to be light at the end of this war. A reason to see it through. Every life I can save is another piece of a future beyond." Kaidan nodded at that. It was hard for him to think beyond the big plans. Make the Crucible was the biggest goal he could see to, but as long as he was next to Jane he would have hope.
"How's your shoulder feel?" he asked and Jane smiled.
"Much better," she said and he nodded as he got up.
"Take a hot shower and rest," Kaidan said. "We know you're not sleeping enough." He headed out and Jane watched him go for a moment before she got up and collected her shower gear.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 12th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Orbit around Tuchanka
“Your sister did good work on Tuchanka. Stopping that bomb prevented the war between the turians and the krogan. We can't afford that kind of division right now,” Hackett noted. John had finished updating the Admiral with his own mission report and now he was getting updated on his sister’s actions.
“Joker said the krogan are recovering the bomb,” John noted.
“They moved in. Won't allow turians to send in recovery crews to help,” Hackett stated flatly.
“Understandable,” John mused and Hackett scowled.
“The situation is fragile at the moment. With Wrex and the primarch aboard the Normandy, you've got a situation brewing. We don't have a solid alliance between those two yet. Keep the peace, John,” Hackett said and John nodded in agreement.
“I’ll make sure of it Admiral,” John replied and Hackett sighed.
“Good luck, Spectre, Hackett out,” The hologram cut out shortly after and John sighed.
“Just like growing up,” John mused to himself as he left the communication room. “Jane does something and I have to make sure it doesn’t bite us in the ass.” John had only gone a few feet into the tactical room before Hackett’s worries came true. Wrex stomped up to Victus. John had apparently missed something because Victus was trying to explain why the bomb was on Tuchanka.
“We couldn't risk another galactic war with the krogan!” Victus explained.
“The genophage wasn't enough? You had to plant a bomb on my planet!” Wrex snarled.
“The decision was made hundreds of years ago. So much has changed!” Victus pleaded and John winced. Wrong tone to take with the Krogan.
“Not enough to tell us about the bomb, coward!” Wrex snapped, pointing angrily.
“Hey!” John snapped, stepping in as both men turned to face him. “We can't let the past rip us apart. Working together, we have a chance.” John came around the table to glare at both men. “Primarch, you had a bomb on Tuchanka! And Wrex? In the turian's place, you would've done the same damned thing.”
“John!” Wrex started to protest but John’s glare cut him off.
“It's over. His own son nearly died to make this right! If my sister hadn’t been there he would have died to make it right!” John snapped.
“Please, Spectre, it's all right.” Victus replied.
“Yes. Fine, Shepard, you made your point. We have stronger enemies to face.” Wrex grumbled before storming off.
“We do.” John sighed as he turned to face the tactical display. He saw the read outs of data they were getting from Palaven and Tuchanka. The Reaper numbers were staggering in their amount but what was worse for John was there was nothing for Earth.
“I understand your reservations before,” Victus spoke up from behind him and John realized the man hadn’t walked away, “but I hope you now understand the secrecy.”
“Secrets get people killed.” John noted, turning to face the Turian. “If Jane hadn’t had been there you would have learned that the hard way.”
“Yes...the hardest lesson anyone would ever learn. I am eternally grateful to your sister from sparing me that lesson.” Victus noted and John sighed. “It was a mistake not to trust you and your sister.”
“Remember that in the future Primarch,” John noted. John watched the man leave for his terminal.
“Spectre, incoming message marked urgent. I'll put it in the comm room for you.” Traynor called out over the comms and John sighed.
“Now what?” He muttered under his breath before speaking up. “Thanks, Traynor.” John headed into the comm room and was surprised to see a hologram of the dalatrass.
“Dalatrass? How can I help you?” John asked and the Salarian turned to face him.
“Spectre Shepard, we know you've reached Tuchanka. And by now, I imagine Mordin Solas has proposed using the Shroud.” The woman noted and John scowled.
“Are you spying on us?” John demanded, crossing his arms.
“Hardly. The Shroud is the only viable course of action open to you.” She said with a haughty sniff. “Spectre, you can't allow your misguided sympathy for the krogan to cloud your judgment. Do you honestly believe curing the genophage will end in lasting peace?”
“We have to give the krogan that chance. You can't condemn an entire race to extinction based on what might happen.” John countered.
“What will happen is the krogan will reproduce out of control. We uplifted them specifically for their violent nature, not their diplomatic skills. Another war is inevitable.” She declared.
“What do you want, Dalatrass?” John asked, tired of the woman not getting to her point.
“Years ago, our operatives sabotaged the Shroud facility to ensure what you're planning couldn't be done. Mordin will likely detect this malfunction and repair it. But if you ensure that he doesn't, then the cure's viability will be altered just enough so that it fails. No one will notice the change.” she revealed and John blinked in disbelief.
“You mean trick the krogan?” He stated numbly.
“They need not be any the wiser. Let Urdnot Wrex and your sister believe you fulfilled your promise.”
“Mordin would never stand for that.” John noted.
“How you deal with him is up to you, Spectre.” Dalatrass Linron stated and John felt his blood run cold at that. “We can provide you our very best scientists to build the Crucible...and the full support of our fleets.”
“If I sabotage the cure.” John said, realizing this was basically a hit for hire.
“Think about it, Spectre. The choice is yours.” She said and the comm cut off. John scowled before turning on his omni-tool to open a private comm line.
“EDI, did you record the last call I received?” John asked.
“I record all communications that don’t use encryption, Shepard.”
“Excellent. This is what I want to do.”
~*TF*~
Jane was tousling her hair dry with a towel when VI John appeared.
"Archangel the sexiest turian in the galaxy is at the door," he said and Jane stared for a second.
"Who programmed you to say that?" Jane asked.
"Ashley the great and hilarious," VI John said and Jane made a face.
"Reset settings to prior to Ashley the great and hilarious' programming and secure future edits with the passcode...By the Goddess," Jane said, Ash would likely never suspect this one.
"Changes saved," VI John said as Jane pulled on her hoodie.
"Let him in," Jane said and the door opened. Garrus came in, eye ridge raised in curiosity at the delayed door opening.
"Ash was messing with my VI settings," Jane said and Garrus nodded. "What's up?"
"I wanted to say thank you," Garrus said and Jane blinked as she walked up to him. He looked at her. "For saving Victus." Jane smiled slightly.
"You know me," Jane said as she started to move towards her seat only for Garrus to catch her arm. She stopped and he let go.
"You risked yourself catching him that way. Are you hurt?" he asked and Jane shook her head.
"No...but that's because Kaidan insisted on a back rub," Jane confessed but Garrus nodded.
"He's got the better hands for that," Garrus stated and Jane blinked. "You humans have better hands for muscle rubs. Asari, Salarian, and human have more fleshy hands, good for cupping and massaging muscles, turians and krogan don't have the build for that. Vorcha either but no one really wants to get touched by a vorcha." Jane laughed at that.
"I'm sure there are people who do out of curiosity," Jane said and Garrus thought for a moment and then made a face.
"Didn't need to think about that. Still, I'm glad you saved him," Garrus said and Jane nodded.
"I couldn't let a brave kid like him die like that," Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"He's too much like you," they both said and then stared. Jane smiled and felt a slight blush. Garrus was looking at her gently and she felt bashful.
"He was going to kill himself for a purpose," Garrus said. "Seeing you save him was like seeing you save a part of yourself." Jane nodded and looked up at Garrus.
"Seeing him risking himself for his men made me think of you after Omega," Jane said and they shared a moment of silence. "I don't want to lose any more."
"It's a war...but I get it. I prefer to think about the happily ever after," Garrus nodded.
"Victus has a future again," Jane said as she moved to her seat and pulled up intel on the Crucible. Garrus reached over and turned off the interface. "Hey."
"Get to bed, Captain," he said and Jane gave him a look. "I'll head to my sleeper pod and sigh as I'm all alone, but John won't like it if you're dead on your feet. You earned a good night's sleep, you gave Victus a future...in more than one way. You not only saved his life, but you saved his career. His men will talk the rest of their lives about his bravery and about you."
"I'm not that important to the story," Jane said as she moved away from her desk and Garrus quickly reached out to stroke her cheek with his thumb. She gave him a look.
"Trust me, as a turian, they're going to talk about you in Victus' story," Garrus said as Jane walked him to the door.
"What do you mean? Like war stories?" Jane said and Garrus nodded.
"Tales to tell children and grandchildren. The great Captain Jane Shepard, the one who ended the Reaper War. With her handsome companions...and her brother might have been there too," Garrus grinned and Jane laughed.
"Okay, with that lovely bedtime story, I suppose I should go to bed. You should too. Goodnight, Garrus," Jane said. "And I didn't do it for thanks." She closed the door and Garrus looked at it.
"I know," he said to himself as he headed for his pod.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 13th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Orbit around Tuchanka
“All hands, full stop! Hostiles detected at the landing coordinates,” Joker called out and John frowned. He headed towards the pilot and looked over his shoulder.
“What have you got, Joker?” John asked.
“Sensors show a Reaper parked at the Shroud facility. No way you're going to be able to land a shuttle there,” Joker said, pointing to his display. John scowled, annoyed that he expected it to be easy. He should have known better.
“Get everyone assembled in the War Room. I want eyes on the Shroud,” John ordered, turning around to go meet up with the others.
“Aye, aye, sir.” Joker replied and John moved through the Normandy. He met up with Jane at the security check point and exchanged and tense nod with his sister. As they entered the room John saw Mordin there with Wrex and Victus. The Salarian was studying the holographic display intently but glanced at the Shepards as they walked down to the table.
“New form of Reaper, Shepards. Using Shroud to poison Tuchanka's atmosphere. Problematic.” Mordin stated and John grunted in annoyance.
“They want a fight, they just got one!” Wrex snarled, pushing away from the table. John scowled as he studied the display before an idea hit him.
“Primarch, we're going to need your help.” John said, turning to the man. Victus glanced at him before turning back to the display with a sigh.
“That could be difficult. Our losses on Palaven have been catastrophic.” Victus said hesitantly.
“We're doing this for Palaven. No one said it would be easy.” Jane chimed in next to John. Victus seemed to gather himself before approaching the display.
“What do you have in mind?” He asked. John typed into the display his idea and let the computer simulate the images for his plan as he talked.
“A combined attack. Your people hit the Reaper with an airstrike. Wrex, at the same time your soldiers will be attacking from the ground. Together you can draw it away from the tower.” John noted and Jane nodded in agreement.
“Yes, distraction. Small team can reach Shroud facility, finish synthesizing cure. Will need Eve to come with us.” Mordin noted.
“We've never faced a Reaper up close like this. Everyone on board?” John asked and Wrex laughed.
“There's even a doubt?” He said before turning to Mordin as he stomped around the table. “Let's move, pyjak. It's time to cure the genophage.” Wrex led the way as they headed for the cargo bay, stopping at the infirmary to get Eve and explain the situation to her. After spending a few quick minutes to gear up Jane boarded the shuttle first as Ash, James and Garrus quickly following behind her. As John helped Eve get on and settled James turned to Jane to asked something he’d been thinking about lately.
"Glad to be back with you, Captain," he said and Jane smiled. "Did you really spare that rachni queen?"
"You better believe it, kid, woman's got no sense," Wrex stated as he and Kaidan followed Eve and Mordin onto the shuttle.
"Mercy was not always considered a non-krogan trait, Wrex," Eve chided and he huffed as he took a seat with Mordin hovering over Eve.
"You happened to make me a member of Clan Urdnot, I'll remind you.” Jane noted before focusing back on James. “Do you have a problem with my decision, James?"
"I suppose I understand why, ma'am, they just seem dangerous," James said.
"The Reapers made them dangerous, the queen Jane spared kept her promise until the Reapers attacked her too. I believe Jane did the right thing," Liara said as she entered with EDI and Javik.
"The rachni queen was pleased when I sent her the schematics for the indoctrination signal jamming devices," EDI commented.
"I'm glad, I don't believe the rachni are a threat, just like the krogan aren't," Jane said giving Wrex the eye. He smirked at her as the shuttle closed and headed out of the Normandy.
"That's because you won't accept a mating request...coward," he shot back and Jane rolled her eyes.
"Rachni became problem due to the Reapers if queen is to be believed. Possibly due to indoctrination signal interfering with Rachni communication. Should be studied," Mordin commented.
"Rachni, synthetics, cross species copulation, this cycle is madness," Javik huffed. "The shuttle is also overly packed."
"She's built for a large team, don't worry," Steve said from the front.
"We're only heading down, we've got alternative transport on the ground," John sighed. He decided to take some attention of himself before turning to Wrex. “Wrex are you sure you’re ready for this after your…procedure?”
“One more word and somebody gets tossed out of the shuttle,” Wrex growled and Jane laughed.
“Now, I've ordered the clans to assemble as the Hollows.” Wrex noted. “It's our sacred meeting ground. We'll land there and take an armored convoy against the Reaper. This will be the defining moment of krogan history.”
“Krogan history filled with defining moments. Most bloody. Hope this one better,” Mordin chimed in.
“If the cure works like you how described it to...I think this will be,” Jane said to Mordin. John said nothing, thinking about the dalatrass and wondering if he should mention to the others about her request to sabotage the cure.
“Spectre Shepard, you seem troubled,” Eve commented and John blinked. Well this may be an opportune moment.
“I got a message from the...” John began but was cut off as the shuttle jerked. Before he could even ask what the issue was the comms in her shuttle blared to life.
“Wrex, it's Wreav! The Reapers are already at the Hollows! Come out with guns blazing!” a krogan voice snapped.
“Hang on tight! We're heading in!” Steve called back as the team took their guns off their respective armors. Moments later as the shuttle landed and the doors opened they came face to face with a snarling Husk. Wrex blasted it in the face as it charged and he jumped to the ground before whirling to face them.
“Shepards, keep them away from the female! I'll sort out what's happening with the other clans!”
“Everyone pick your targets and keep an eye on our six! Now move!” John barked as they stormed out of the landing area. It was a large octagon area with steps leading down. John felt pride in his friends as Liara fell in step by his right and James to his left. Trusting Jane and the other to watch his back they headed down, shooting Reaper forces as they went.
“The enemy is coming.” Javik snapped from behind him a biotic grenade flying over John’s head into a mass of them.
“Push forward! Don't let them get up here!” Jane snapped from behind him as an explosion rang behind John. He led his team right to push them around the center and towards the others, trying to pin them between two fields of fire.
“Shepard, it's ugly over here! Whatever you do, keep them away from the female!” Wrex bellowed from across the Hollows.
“First Palaven, now here! Damn them!” Garrus snarled as the crack of a firing sniper rifle echoed across the Hollow. John noted another wave heading for them but the others at the top of the steps with Jane had cleared them out.
“Liara!” John barked, pointing and gesturing with his hand. Liara understood immediately and she lit up as her biotics enveloped her. Then she gestured and huge wave of force shot from her, slamming into the reaper reinforcements before throwing them to the base of the stairs. Jane and the others opened fire with John and EDI. As the battlefield quieted from gunfire it soon rang with roars of triumph from the Krogan.
“They'll sing battle-songs about this someday. Reaper blood has finally soaked our soil,” Wrex snarled, covered in that blood as he stormed into the center of the Hollows, the other Krogan roaring in agreement.
“We have to get to the Shroud. The airstrike is on its way.” John noted as Mordin approached.
“Eve safe, John. Vitals are strong,” Mordin noted.
“What's a salarian doing here?” A familiar Krogan voice snarled stomping toward them. “Nobody said anything about this! “
“Multiple krogan. Problematic.” Mordin noted as John stepped in front of his friend.
“Who are you?” John demanded.
“Urdnot Wreav, brood brother to our...illustrious leader,” Wreav drawled as some of the Krogan snarled.
“Weav and I share the same mother. And nothing else.” Wrex snarled
“For which I'm thankful. I remember what it means to be a true Krogan,” Wreav countered making the Krogan with him snarl in agreement. “We flay our enemies alive and drown them in a geyser of their own blood. We don't invite them into our home.”
“This salarian is not your enemy. He's here to help cure the genophage,” John countered.
“His kind gave us the genophage! Why should we trust him?” Wreav snarled as he stomped at John, not paying attention to Wrex which was a mistake. Wrex took a step towards Wreav and slammed into him with a headbutt.
“Because I do. And so will you, Wreav.” Wrex growled. Wreav and the Krogan following him all began to growl, reaching for their weapons.
"Enough!" Eve's voice rang out and all turned to look up the stairs where Eve stood Jane by her side. Numerous female krogan, several in armor and with weapons surrounded her. "You can stay here and let old wounds fester as krogan have always done...or you can fight the enemy you were born to destroy and win a new future for our children. I choose to fight!" Eve moved to stand on the dais.
"Well said, child," one of the armored krogan said. Jane moved to her side.
"Good to see you, Clan leader Shia," Jane said with a slight bow.
"And you, Urdnot-Shepard, it is always a good day when we get to meet," the krogan grinned, gently touching Jane's head before the group of female krogan moved to surround Eve.
"Mother," Wrex said with a nod as she passed. Wreav also bowed but looked less than pleased.
"Why are you here?" Wreav demanded.
"Females essential, must not risk," Mordin stated and the female krogan around Eve chuckled.
"We are all over the age of nine hundred," Shia stated with a gentle smile at Mordin. "Either we have born no offspring or we are mothers, grandmothers, and many renditions of great grandmothers. You are not looking at the future of the krogan amongst our wombs, you are looking at the bones of the ancients who will protect the sprouting future of the krogan." Shia looked at Eve and gently stroked Eve's head much as she did Jane's.
"Females need not be involved. The clans must continue on to thrive and grow! The battlefield is our place!" Wreav stated and the female krogan all turned to glare. It was a glare practiced with nearly a millennium's experience and Wreav flinched.
"How many Clan leaders did you bring with you, Mother," Wrex asked, annoyed yet awed by what he saw.
"All the female Clan Leaders over nine hundred," Shia said with a look. Wrex nodded clearly smart enough not to argue this. "This child is our future and the females of the krogan have even more of a right to fight for her. Any objections, my sons?" Neither Wrex nor Wreav moved. "I thought not."
"Who will join me?" Eve asked and Jane moved immediately.
"I will," Jane said and Eve smiled as John followed his twin.
"And so will I!" Wrex grinned looking at his two friends. "Now hold your heads high like true krogan! There's a Reaper that needs killing!" Jane joined her voice to the war cry of the krogan.
~*TF*~
John was quiet as the krogan convoy moved down the road, multiple tanks carrying them all. He was thinking about what Jane had done by bringing in the female korgan and while it made sense tactically… She had made another decisions about a mission he was running without consulting him, again. Boy did it piss him off.
"Krogan ground convoy, this is turian wing Artimec. Our flight vector to the Shroud is locked. We're ten minutes out and counting," Artimec wing leader stated on the comms.
"Copy that, Artimec. We're on our way, trying to make up lost time. Shepard out," Jane said looking at John, Liara, Mordin, Wrex, and Eve. Ash, Javik, James, Garrus, Kaidan, and EDI were in Shia's tank ahead of them.
“Wreav isn't the only krogan who wants revenge for the genophage, Wrex. You'll have to placate them somehow.” Eve noted.
“I'll demand that the Council return some of our old territory. We'll need room to expand...recapture the glory of the ancients.” Wrex noted and Mordin frowned, turning to look over at Wrex.
“Glory of ancients led to Krogan Rebellions. Countless deaths. Creation of genophage. Expansion plan...problematic.” Mordin noted.
“What were the ancient krogan like?” Jane inquired. Despite the time spent with the Krogan they hadn’t talk much about their ancestors except in the vaguest sense.
“Tuchanka wasn't always a wasteland. In the old times the krogan were a proud people. We had dreams...a future to look forward to.” Eve explained.
“Until salarian interference.” Mordin said with a sigh.
“No. We destroyed Tuchanka ourselves. Technology changed us. It made life too easy. So we looked for new challenges...and found them in each other. Nuclear war was inevitable.” Eve said honestly.
“And now our planet is rubble. We'll need a better place to live.” Wrex said with a smirk.
“I'd say helping defeat the Reapers would be worth a new planet.” Jane noted.
“Or ten. You haven't seen how fast we can pop them out. Even if we are at decreased capacity.” Wrex smirked.
“Wrex...” Eve chided.
“What? With the genophage cured we'll have a lot of catching up to do,” Wrex defended himself. Eve sighed before turning her attention to John who was staring at the wall of the shuttle gathering his thoughts and calming himself as he focused on the mission.
“Spectre, on the shuttle...was there something you were going to say?” Eve prodded him gently. John blinked, pulling himself out of his thoughts to focus on her. It took him a moment to remember but when he did he sighed.
“The dalatrass tried to cut a secret deal with me.” John explained and Jane blinked in surprise as John turned on his omni-tool to play the recording he had saved.
“What kind of deal?”
“She said they sabotaged the Shroud years ago. The cure won't work unless we fix it,” John explained as he loaded the file.
“Years ago, our operatives sabotaged the Shroud facility to ensure what you're planning couldn't be done.” The Dalatrass recorded vice played before John cut it off.
“That fucking two faced bitch!” Jane snarled.
“And she thought we wouldn't know better?” Wrex growled.
“Would likely have fooled tests. But familiar with STG work. Can adjust. Did not come this far for nothing.” Mordin stated.
“You just spared our race another genocide, Spectre.” Eve said and Wrex grinned.
“I told you we could count on him.” Wrex said making John smile. It was good to know your friends thought just as highly of you as did them.
“Do you have that whole conversation recorded?” Jane seethed.
“Of course I do,” John said. “I even forwarded-”
“Sure would be a shame if that recording fell into the hands of the krogan sympathizing bloodlines in the Salarian Union,” Jane cut him off and John frowned.
“True. Narra bloodline would also love to have a copy. Linron and Narra in close competition for power,” Mordin noted and John’s frown turned into a scowl.
“Sure would be a useful piece of information that could be traded, by a broker,” Jane said, giving Liara a pointed look not seeing the dark look John was giving her.
“I imagine one would have to be a rather horrible information broker not to make use of such a recording,” Liara said demurely before looking at Jane haughtily. “However, I already have a Spectre smarter than you who gave me a copy of the recording and discussed its use. Steps are already being taken.” Jane pulled back in shock at that and turned to look at John to see what he thought of Liara outright insulting her. Jane could tell by the look on his face he was not at all pleased with her and she was confused by that. Obviously, John was on Liara's side over a stupid joke.
"Damn Liara, I was just joking," Jane commented feeling insulted by both Liara's snide comment and John's glare. Jane was considering making a snide comment of her own when fate stepped in as the tomkah began to slow down.
“Why are we stopping?” Wrex growled, stomping over to the hatch. He threw it open but was stopped from leaving as John placed a hand on his arm.
“Wrex, you and Mordin stay with Eve. It's looking ugly out here,” John said. Wrex glanced outside and huffed but nodded in agreement.
“Will do,” Wrex grumbled moving out of the way. “ Find out what’s going on Shepard. We can't sit around like this.” John nodded and led the way out. He glanced around and saw a scout in front of the convoy. As he approached he frowned. Jane waved at Javik and James as they popped out of Shia's tomkah. The two approaching her to look over the road. There was a section of road that had several gaps in it and looked to be weak structurally.
“What's the holdup?” John said to the scout who glanced at him.
“Road's out. I doubt most of the convoy could make it through before it gave,” the scout noted and John swore before turning on his comms to the frequency of the Turian fighters.
“Turian wing Artimec, this is Shepard. We've been delayed...hold off your attack,” John ordered. He wanted to swear again as it got even worse as he heard the fighters approaching.
“Negative, Shepard. Our approach is locked. The Reaper already knows we're here!” Artimec leader reported as they flew over them.
“An airstrike isn't enough against a Reaper. We must join the fight,” Javik noted as they attacked.
“Damn it,” John snarled, approaching the scout. “I don't care if we have to build a new road! We're going!”
“Spectres!” Javik shouted drawing John and Jane’s attention behind them. John felt cold fear shoot through him as a Turian fighter spun out of control towards them, fire trailing from it.
"I've lost control! I can't pull up!" the pilot of the fighter cried out over comms.
“Move!” John bellowed. The ship hit the convoy, causing one of the tomkahs to fly upward. Jane placed a large shield over the team, Liara quickly reinforcing it. The airborne tank landed on the one that had been behind them.
"Shepards, what's happening?" Wrex cried over the comms.
"Wrex, get Eve out of here now! Go!" Jane cried, watching as Wrex gunned his tank over the breaking road, Shia and Wreav's tanks quickly moved over behind him, the road collapsing as they barely made it over.
"Artimec, do you copy?" John called into his comm.
"We have to abort, Spectre! That Reaper's tearing us to pieces!" a turian pilot replied.
"Understood! Save your pilots...we'll find another way!" John said as the team looked at the ruined convoy behind them, dead krogan on the road. Jane noticed an opening in the wall over a gap.
"We've got a tunnel over there!" she said and the team looked at each other before nodding.
"It may be a way off," John said and they quickly leapt over. The tunnel was pitch black going in and the team all activated their lighting. Jane using her visors' flashlights while the rest used shoulder or gun mounted lights. "Wrex, are you receiving this? Is everyone okay?"
"Yeah, just scratches, nothing the salarian can't patch up," Wrex reported as Jane noticed the spider webs...then considered what Tuchanka spiders might be like. She suddenly regretted noticing the tunnel. "Wreav and my mother's trucks made it out too."
"The turians had to call off the airstrike. We'll need a new plan for dealing with the Reaper," Jane reported as she tried to not think about Tuchunka spiders.
"First we'll have to find you. Where did you end up?" Wrex asked.
"Underground. We see ruins of some kind," John said noticing how Liara was studying the architecture with her light.
"Spectre, that's the city of the ancients," Eve commented.
"How do we get out?" Jane asked as they continued down the tunnel.
"No maps exist. It's been abandoned for thousands of years," Eve explained.
"I left your chisel on the Okinawa, so I'm really hoping we don't have to dig our way out," Jane sighed. Eve chuckled at that.
"You Shepards are trailblazers. Get through there, and we'll find a place to meet up," Wrex said. "Nothing will stop this cure."
"Glad he thinks so," James muttered. "Anybody else worried about how big Tuchanka spiders are?"
"Yes," Jane and Liara both said as the tunnel rumbled.
"Did you feel that?" Javik growled.
"Felt like a tremor," Liara commented.
"We didn't really need an earthquake," John grumbled.
"Nothing's ever easy," Jane hissed as they dropped into a chamber with statues of krogan here and there. John whistled in surprise.
"These statues predate the krogan nuclear wars," Liara muttered.
"No time," John reminded her softly and Liara nodded with a sigh. However they pause long enough to look at and record a few krogan hieroglyphics.
"These are really old," Jane muttered capturing the images on her visor's recording system. They continued on as more tremors began and Jane suddenly realized she recognized the feeling.
"These aren't tremors..." Jane groaned as dread filled her. The old cold dread from Mindoir, Akuze, and the end of that call with John the day the Normandy was destroyed.
"Wrex, are you guys feeling these tremors?" John asked, hoping he wasn't following Jane's thoughts.
"Not up here," Wrex stated. Bad sign.
"It could be something else, Spectre. It is said that Kalros, the mother of all thresher maws, lives in this region," Eve explained and Jane let out a deep groan that John fully agreed with.
"Which is another reason to get your ass out of there, Shepards. Step on it!" Wrex ordered. The group's flashlights ended up on a giant image of a thresher maw on the wall.
"Think that's Kalros?" Jane asked and John nodded.
"With our luck?" he sighed.
"Kalros, the mother of all thresher maws sounds troubling," Javik commented.
"Do you think mother of all thresher maws is literal...like she gave birth to all the thresher maws or like, the mother, as in, the biggest of all thresher maws?" James asked.
"Why not both?" EDI asked. Jane was not looking forward to this.
"When the krogan name a thresher maw, you know you're in trouble," Jane groaned.
"Why is that?" James asked.
"Because they don't think anyone's ever going to kill it," Jane answered. The team moved further and then they saw a giant dead insect.
"Plus side, it's not a Tuchanka spider, negative side, it's a Reaper," John said as they found the ravager corpse.
"There are bound to be more than just the ones we killed," Jane sighed.
"Wrex, we've got ravager here. Keep an eye out," John warned.
"I know. A few of them just attacked us," Wrex reported. "All that matters is getting to that Shroud. Find us fast." The team headed up the stairs past the ravager corpse to be greeted by sweet gray Tuchanka daylight.
"Daylight ahead," Javik pointed out. As the team emerged Liara's eyes were wide.
"By the Goddess. These structures are pristine," she gasped.
"Who knew the krogan could do this?" John muttered. The team moved into the courtyard of a massive complex.
"Damn," Jane muttered. "No one ever takes me to the nice places of planets. Wrex sent me to the damn proving grounds."
"Wrex, we made it back outside," John communicated.
"Well, if you can see sunlight, that's progress," Wrex chuckled.
"And green. I didn't think Tuchanka was supporting any photosynthetic life that wasn't single celled," Jane added as she saw plants growing in the ruins, forcing their way between the blocks.
"You're looking at hope...all that's left of it on Tuchanka," Eve said.
"I'm talking to a pretty damn big hope too," Jane replied and the female krogan made a gentle hum.
"This was once a world full of beauty. Given a chance, it can be again," Eve said. Jane looked at the plant life around them. She nodded. She would do her all to give Tuchanka a future again.
"Shepards, that Reaper is still up to no good at the Shroud. Find a way out of these and we'll pick you up," Wrex said. The twins shared a look and nodded.
"We're on it," John said.
~*TF*~
“Shepards, how's it coming?” Wrex asked.
“We’ve been attached a few times but we're still in the ruins,” John noted, reloading his rifle.
“Get a move on! That Reaper hasn't moved, and the sky's looking worse.” Wrex noted as the ground shook.
“Wrex, you're right about Kalros! She's on the move!” Jane reported.
“Yeah, we've got some ideas on that...what?”
“Not now, Wrex. The Shepards have enough to worry about.” Eve chided him.
“What's happening?” John asked as they moved through the ruins.
“Some crazy idea we can talk about later. Just worry about getting out of there right now. Looks like we've got a bridge up ahead. Try to find it, and we'll pick you up there.” Wrex noted just as another squad of Reapers landed in front of them.
“We're a little preoccupied right now!” John noted as he opened fire.
“I didn't say it would be easy!” Wrex shot back and John growled.
“I'm really starting to hate this place!” Liara exclaimed as she created a singularity to slow the approaching Reaper troops.
“It grows on you,” Jane noted as she shot one of the cannibals.
“Really?” Javik said skeptically.
“Like athlete's foot,” Jane explained. Javik and Liara gave Jane a blank look as they moped up the remaining troops. A few minutes later they reached the bridge Wrex had mentioned. John sighed in relief as he saw three tomkahs racing towards it.
“Shepards, we're coming under the bridge! Get down here, and we can get to the Shroud. Wait...Kalros!” Wrex shouted. John actually stepped back in shock as what appeared to be a large hill cut through the sand after the tanks, destroying the bridge as it chased after them.
“Wrex?” Jane said, watching in absolute terror as Kalros chased after the tanks.
“Break off! We're getting out of here!” Wrex barked. The entire team exchanged looks, each one obviously think the same thing, what the fuck!
“Kalros' territorial instinct confirmed!” Mordin exclaimed and John swore he heard excitement in the Salarian’s voice.
“She's not gonna get us!” Wrex snarled.
"That's not good," James said as the team leapt over the break in the bridge created by Kalros.
"Wrex will be fine," John said firmly and he was given looks. "What?"
"We need your optimism," Jane stated.
"The tanks are fast enough to out maneuver the thresher maw," EDI stated and the group let out a sigh of relief. "As long as they do not stop."
"Why can't a mission just be easy?" Jane groaned.
"Go on ahead. We'll try to shake this thing and find you!" Wrex called over the comms.
"Thresher maw getting closer!" Mordin cried in a tense tone as the group moved through the ruins.
"Tell me something I don't know!" Wrex snarled.
"Metal in truck an excellent iron supplement for maw's diet!" Mordin shot back. John and James both snorted at that.
"At least Mordin's rational about this," Jane sighed as they cut around the building.
"I am less pleased that they will help sustain that creature once it consumes them," Javik growled.
"They won't get Wrex," John said.
"You believe in him that much?" Javik asked.
"Wrex has too much to lose, he won't let an overgrown worm stand between him and his goal," John said.
"After all, aren't we taking on giant killer synthetics?" Jane added and Javik nodded as they entered what seemed like an honor position with statues standing in a circle.
"I see your point. Perhaps I may have misjudged the krogan. Determination against all odds has been a way of many of our lives. Perhaps they were more naturally born to it," Javik added.
"We have more Reaper forces ahead," Liara warned and the team dropped into cover.
"Singularity!" Jane called, throwing one in the center of the group of cannibals. Javik was quick to send out his dark channel. Liara threw a warp to explode Jane's singularity. Javik’s biotic grenade was a useful for immobilizing them and making them easy targets for John. The team cut through the husks like they were barely an issue. Jane remembered the first husks she saw on Eden Prime. They had been terrors then, now, they were easy. How time changed a person.
"Shepards...Wrex busy driving truck! Are you still alive?" Mordin called.
"We've got Reaper forces, but nothing we can't handle," John said as he took out another husk. “How are you all holding up?”
"Alarmed yet entertained. Kalros is quite persistent," Mordin commented.
“Wreav, stick close!" Wrex barked over the comm.
"Drive faster!" Wreav snarled.
"We're all in danger, watch the tones!" Shia growled in the way of all mothers stopping a fight from progressing.
"I can smell the damn thing's breath!" Wreav huffed.
"Marauders!" Jane barked out and began sniping.
"We've almost lost Kalros! Get down from there and we'll find you!" Wrex called.
"I hope they have," Javik muttered as the team found a set of stairs to start rushing down in time to see the tanks turn a corner.
"Get over here!" Wrex barked on the comms. "Wreav, keep an eye out for that maw! I don't want it sneaking up on us!"
"Make it quick, Wrex! We're exposed!" Wreav snarled as the two lead tanks approached, both opening.
"Move it!" John cried and the teams ran for Wrex’s tomkah. As the doors began to close the trembling of the ground began.
"It's Kalros!" Wreav cried as Kalros moved between Shia and Wrex's tanks heading straight at Wreav's.
"We're in! Go!" Jane cried as the team took their seats and Wrex gunned the tank. The two tanks moved in tandem as Wreav's tank vanished into the Tuchunka soil and Kalros' digestive system without a doubt.
"What about Wreav?" Eve asked.
"No way he survived that. And he was a pain in the ass, anyway," Wrex stated.
"Your mother won't be pleased to hear you talk that way," Jane commented with a smirk.
"She liked Wreav the least, she'll say something to keep face, but she won't care. She hated his father anyway," Wrex smirked. "Now let's finish this. There's a Reaper waiting for us."
~*TF*~
A few minutes later the tomkahs were pulling up near the base of large arena that the shroud was built in. As everyone exited their tomkahs; Ash looked up and whistled, low.
“I don't think we've got a big enough gun to handle that,” she noted.
“Redemption is our mission. Suicide is not,’ Javik grumbled in agreement.
“We're curing the genophage no matter what it takes. Everything my people will ever be depends on it,” Wrex snarled.
“Then I hope this idea you were talking about is a good one,” Jane noted.
“It was hers, actually,” Wrex said, gesturing to Eve.
“Females have an overwhelming number of good ideas,” Siha said and Jane smirked. John rolled his eyes at Jane.
“Kalros. We summon her to the Reaper,” Eve explained and John turned his attention to her.
“How would that even work?” John asked.
“Well the Keystone works to draw in maws for the Rite,” Jane noted.
“Already discussed strategy. Just need to distract Reaper, draw it from tower while cure synthesized, released,” Mordin noted.
“What makes you so sure she'll come here?” John asked.
“Legends say she is the mother from which all other thresher maws spawn. This is as much her home as ours,” Eve explained. “The tower was built in an arena devoted to Kalros' glory. The salarians thought she would scare away intruders.”
“Appears to have worked,” Mordin noted.
“There are two maw hammers there, the largest in existence. If you can activate them, Kalros will come. That should distract the Reaper,” Eve noted.
“If Tuchanka has a temper, Kalros is it. Nobody's ever faced her and survived,” Wrex commented.
“Meanwhile, laboratory nearby. Will finish synthesizing cure,” Mordin explained.
“I've taken some risks in my time, but this seems crazy,” John muttered and Wrex laughed.
“And going head-to-head with Sovereign didn't? This is the only way to get to that tower and release the cure. There's no other choice,” Wrex noted and John nodded in agreement.
“We discussed a plan in the tomkahs,” Siha explained. “Several of your companions will scale one side of the entrance while I and the rest will scale the other. We shall open fire on the ground forces, drawing their attention and clearing the way for you two.” She gestured to John and Jane. “You shall run together and when you reach the intersection one shall go left, the other right. At the end of each you will find a maw hammer. You both activate them and bring Kalros here. Then you will meet Mordin at the Shroud.”
John exchanged a look with Jane who nodded. It was crazy but it sounded possible.
“Let's make sure we all get out of here alive. We're going to have on hell of a story to tell,” Jane said in acceptance. As they headed for their positions Liara approached John.
“I will be on the right side,” she said, giving John an intense look. “Go right at the intersection John.”
“I will Liara,” John assured her. “I know you and the others will keep me safe.”
“With everything I have,” she declared. John kissed her on the cheek before he joined Jane near the entrance to the valley.
"Jane," Kaidan said and Jane paused, he and Garrus were in awkward proximity. The guilt of not knowing how to progress with them was killing her. She was ready to run for a Reaper instead of this...that was probably not a healthy feeling. Jane approached them both and gave them a look. "We're going for the left side with Shia." Jane gave them both a smile. They were worried about her.
"I'm not afraid and I'm not going to hesitate. I know you are watching over me. Aim for what's behind or to the side of me, I'll take out whatever gets in front of me," she said. She looked at the two men she loved most in the world. She would see them again.
“Wait...” Wrex said stopping them. “I want you to know that no matter what happens...the two of you have been champions to the krogan people, a friend and a member of Clan Urdnot...and a brother and a sister to me. To every krogan born after this day, the name "Shepard" will mean "hero!" Now let's show them why!” Wrex held out a hand to John who clasped forearms with him. Jane blinked in surprise as Wrex’s other hand shot out and pulled her against him in a bone cracking one armed hug.
"I'm glad to have you as a brother, Wrex," Jane hugged the krogan tightly, slapping him hard where his hump met his shoulder. Behind them came the sound of Reaper ground troops.
“I've got this!” Wrex snarled as he unholstered his shotgun. He bellowed a roar before charging the husked Rachni. “I AM URDNOT WREX, AND THIS IS MY PLANET!”
“See you on the other side,” Jane said to Mordin who nodded before heading to the lab with Eve.
“Stay alive, Shepards. Will have cure ready,” he said.
John took a deep breath and shared a look with Jane who nodded.
“Let's get in there!” Jane said before breaking into a run. John ran with her, by her side. Reaper troops tried opening fire on them but gunfire erupted from either sides above the Shepards as they ran. John kept his eyes on the intersection, swallowing the damn, overwhelming terror he felt as they ran straight at the Reaper.
“Shepard, I took care of those rachni! But someone has to raise those maw hammers before you can use them!” Wrex shouted into the comms.
“We're kind of busy, Wrex!” John snapped as they leaped over some rubble.
“Lucky for you, I'm here. I'll handle it!” Wrex said as they ran up the stairs.
“Shepards, some luck! Original strain in storage. Preparing the cure now.” Mordin exclaimed.
“Make it quick, Mordin! They're all over us out here,” Jane cried as they ran onto the bridge. Just as they leaped a gap the Reaper’s beam fired and headed right for them.
“Oh shit,” Jane exclaimed.
“Back, back, back!” John shouted as they turned to leap back over the gap. The beam hit the bridge in front of them as jumped, causing the bridge to explode into rubble. Jane wrapped herself in a barrier, but couldn't see John to do the same. They hit the ground with a loud thud and Jane staggered hard, falling to her hands and knees. John hit hard but his enhanced shield absorbed the impact and he rolled to his feet.
“Jane, are you two all right?” Garrus asked.
“Fine here. Mostly,” She grunted as John helped her to her feet.
“Did you just get shot by a Reaper?” James exclaimed in shock.
“Consider that practice,” John grumbled.
“Okay, Shepard...I raised the hammers! You have to activate both of them! My advice is to avoid the giant laser!” Wrex shouted and Jane swore.
“I remember that part! Have fun!” Javik said.
“Just keep moving!” John grumbled and they broke into a run again.
“Stick to cover!” Kaidan exclaimed.
“I'm not sure cover's going to work!” John snapped as he leaped over a column, the beam shooting past them to exploded behind them.
“I can’t believe we’re actually fucking doing this!” Jane cried as a another near miss went off by them.
“Spectres, this is Artimec Wing! We'll try to give that Reaper something else to shoot at!” Artimec leader cried as the Turian fighters few in to distract and draw the Reaper’s fire.
“I knew they wouldn't give up,” Garrus exclaimed, pride in his voice.
“Jane, up ahead!” John exclaimed as they kept running. “Up on our right! One of the hammers!”
“The second is on the left!” Jane shouted to John over the gunfire and explosions. “Good luck John!”
“You too Jane!” John said and as he juked right.
Jane took careful breaths and focusing on her training with Jack. Jack who had bolted through YMIR mechs like they were simple LOKI models. As Jane ran she used well times biotic pushes to shove husks out of her way using each hand as she vaulted rubble like they were hurdles. This was fucking insane.
John blew past a group of husks and jumped over a fallen pillar, his feet smashing into the face of a Marauder. He actually landed on the creature and skid along the ground a bit. As he approached the stairs to the maw hammer an elbow of a brute echoed out at him as it came stomping from the hammer towards him.
“Fuck me,” John muttered.
Jane saw the Brute in front of her. She couldn't risk moving side to side. Garrus' sniper rifle was going off in timed shots so behind her was enough to keep her moving forward. The Brute was ready and one of her hands landed on her blade, the other was a fist. A biotic push aimed straight down tossed Jane up, the direction the Brute was not prepared for. It's head followed her up beautifully. She twisted in the air and brought her blade around, decapitating the Brute as she landed and rolled. Still going for the maw hammer controls. Then a shadow flew over her and Jane threw herself to the side, shielding as hard as she could. The Reaper's foot slammed down, skidding her barrier but leaving Jane inches from the foot. Jane stared up and looked behind her, nothing close enough to be a problem.
John charged up the stairs at the Brute but at the last minute slid under it. He actually made it to the other side of the Brute but it moved faster then he thought, whirling around to smash its large claw at him. John rolled out of the way and as he did yanked a grenade from his belt priming it. He kipped up to his feet and had to duck a second later as it swung at him. However it gave him the split second he needed. He thrust his fist gripping the grenade into its neck area, jamming it into the fleshy mess of neck and wires, letting it go and yanking his hand away. Then he ran for the hammer to take cover just as the grenade went off blowing chunk of Brute everywhere. Not even waiting for the rubble and viscera to settle he ran for the hammer control and slammed it with the side of his fist.
“Mordin, I hit the first hammer! How's it coming?” John shouted into his comms as he pulled his rifle free to shoot down the approaching ground troops..
“Almost have cure! Eve's vital signs dropping! Trying to compensate!” Mordin retorted.
"Get that second hammer going!" Wrex cried and Jane looked at the building sized leg in her way.
"There's a Reaper in my way, Wrex!" Jane cried.
"I know! You get all the fun!" Wrex cackled and Jane truly felt like his sister. The Reaper's foot moved and Jane made it the almost comically short distance to hit the hammer controls.
"Go! Get back to the truck! We'll take care of the cure!" John called.
The hammers sounded again and again. The ground began to quake more than just the Reaper and the two Shepards met up, over a ledge they could see the hill-like crest of Kalros as she came. The Reaper also saw the attack and aimed its laser...to low.
Like a nightmare centipede Kalros flew up and caught the Reaper by the base of its crest. Kalros brought the laser down and the twins were forced to run, ducking for cover as the Reaper slammed Kalros' body into the ground. The twins nodded at each other as the titans battled like two kaiju in a movie. In tandem the twins leapt onto a fallen pillar which made a convenient bridge to cross towards the base of the Shroud.
The Reaper slammed Kalros into the Shroud, jarring the ground with the impact. It fired only for Kalros to slip back into the earth in that horrifyingly smooth way of the thresher maws. The Reaper turned, searching for its opponent. Unfortunately for the Reaper, it was too slow and Kalros knew how to flank. The thresher maw flew from the ground and caught the Reaper from behind, slamming it...face first...into the ground. The Reaper fired its laser again and again, only to have its firing point aimed forcefully away from the thresher maw as it curled around the Reaper. Kalros engulfed the Reaper in her coils, sinking the Reaper into the ground with her.
"That makes me feel better," Jane commented as she and John dropped to a walk.
"How so?" he asked.
"Even super intelligent AIs can be slaughtered by what is basically an overgrown worm," Jane commented and John nodded.
~*TF*~
The twins entered the courtyard of the tower in time to see Mordin at a console. The tower had obvious damage from Kalros being slammed into it. Debris was raining from the sky. Jane stared up. Would they even be able to get the cure dispersed before the tower collapsed?
"Mordin! Is the cure ready?" John asked as Jane put up a barrier around them to protect them from the debris.
"Yes. Loaded for dispersal in two minutes. Procedure traumatic for Eve, but not lethal. Maelon's research invaluable," Mordin explained.
"She's okay?" Jane asked and Mordin gave her a smile over his shoulder.
"Shia taking care of her. Eve's safety priority for Urdnot female leader," Mordin said before returning to the console. "Her survival fortunate. Will stabilize new government should Wrex get any ideas. Good match, promising future for krogan."
"That's all thanks to you, Mordin," Jane said with a smile. A large piece of debris fell nearby and the twins stared up at the tower in concern.
"Damn!" John exclaimed.
"Control room at top of Shroud tower. Must take elevator up," Mordin stated.
"You're going up there?" John said in disbelief.
"Yes. Manual access required. Have to counteract STG sabotage. Ensure cure dispersed properly," Mordin explained.
"Mordin, this whole thing is coming apart. There's got to be another way!" Jane said dropping her shield as she turned to face him. Her heart was in her throat. There was no way that anyone was getting to the top and getting back down.
"Remote bypass impossible," Mordin said turning to look up. "STG countermeasures in place. No time to adjust cure for temperature variance. No. No other option." Mordin gave a look to John and the man felt pain as he realized his friend was right. John grabbed Jane's arm. She turned to look at her brother. "Not coming back. Suggest you get clear. Explosions likely to be problematic." Jane yanked her arm out of her brother's hand as she turned to Mordin.
"Mordin, no! There must be another way!" Jane cried, tears were in her eyes as she watched him enter the elevator with a tall head and set shoulders.
"Shepard...please. Need to do this," Mordin said, giving her a firm look. Jane felt the agonizing reality of the situation. John was beside her, hands on her arms as her shoulders began to shake. Mordin smiled at her, blinking those large eyes of his. "My project. My work. My cure. My responsibility." He took a breath, smiling. "Would have liked to run tests on the seashells." This was inevitable. There was no way to cure the krogan in time to save the turians. One salarian for countless lives of other species. It was a knife in Jane's heart and her throat closed in pain.
"I'm sorry," Jane said as she realized she could not save her friend. Mordin's face was gentle as he looked at the twins.
"I'm not. Had to be me," he began and Jane looked up at him, tears running down her face.
"Someone else might have gotten it wrong," she sobbed and Mordin smiled. "Goodbye, Mordin."
"Thank you, Jane Shepard. Thank you, John Shepard. It has been an honor, my friends," he said and as the elevator began to rise Jane and John saluted him in tandem.
"We need to go," John said after a moment and Jane nodded. Turning to run, Jane couldn't help sobbing softly as they moved. John's hand resting on his sister's shoulder as she mourned what was coming.
As Mordin ascended the tower he took a deep breath. His journey was coming to an end and it would be a success. He reached the top to hear the computer announcing danger he already knew.
"Warning: Temperature malfunction detected," the console announced as he exited the elevator. The main chamber ravaged with fires. He would be able to do his duty before the structure collapsed. He used an arm to protect his eyes from a few minor explosions and flare of flame. He needed his eyes and his fingers for this. As he worked a smile graced his face. He thought of his family. Most would be shocked at his death, but none would be too surprised, most knew his work with the genophage had begun to bother him. The youngest nephews and nieces would accept it, all of the grand nephews and nieces would be pleased. More of the youth were krogan sympathizers than the older generations. He thought of Eve and her contributions. Her thanks warmed his soul. Wrex's appreciation and defense of him at the Hollows made his smile broader and he began to hum as he worked.
"I've studies species turian, asari, and batarian..." he sang, thinking of Garrus and Liara. The turian would be sad to hear of his passing and the asari would be there to comfort John Shepard.
"Temperature now within acceptable range," the console informed. "Dispersal commencing." Jane Shepard's tears were sweet. A woman who at first meeting did not trust him but now cared so much that she wept for him. The cure began to erupt from the Shroud. The sense of pride and accomplishment was immense. "My xenoscience studies range from urban to agrarian. I am the very model of..."
Mordin sang no more as fire bloomed in a violent blast.
~*TF*~
The explosion brought Jane to her knees as she wept, watching the cure fall like snow from the sky. John looked up in somber reflection as he caught a small white fluff on his hand. A couple tomkahs pulled up and Jane took a few calming breaths.
Eve, Shia, and Wrex exited the tanks to look at the Shroud pouring out the cure. There was silence as only the twins returned to the team. Jane curled up in the back, doing her best to hide her red rimmed eyes and snot swollen nose.
The ride ended back at the Hollows and the twins followed Eve and Wrex inside as Shia drove the team back to the shuttle.
"A long time ago, my father betrayed me in this place," Wrex explained to the Shepards as they followed the two krogan. "His own son. He tried to kill me. So I had to kill him...right over there." Wrex pointed as if shooting. Jane remembered the tale, only Wrex had used a knife.
"That's what the genophage reduced us to. Animals. But you changed that today," Wrex said with a smile at his friends.
"Now we'll fight for our children, not against them," Eve stated before looking at Jane. "It's just a pity Mordin had to die." Jane looked at the Hollows.
"He wouldn't have had it any other way. He shot me down when I tried to think of alternatives," Jane said and Eve nodded. "He was determined to save the krogan."
"I'm sure wherever he is...he's putting in a good word for us," John said, patting his sister's shoulder.
"We'll name one of the kids after him...maybe a girl," Wrex chuckled and Jane gave him a look. The krogan gave her a smarmy smirk as Eve approached.
"We cannot thank Mordin for his actions, but we can thank you in person," Eve said.
"Tell the turians I'll be deploying troops to Palaven immediately," Wrex said before giving them a manic grin. "And when you're ready to kick the Reapers off Earth, you let me know. The krogan are back in business." Eve shook John's hand first before taking Jane's hands gently into her own.
"Goodbye, Spectre. Goodbye, Captain," she said.
"What will you do now?" Jane asked as Eve held her hands.
"Spread the hope you've given us. Even now there are clans gathering in the Kephic Valley," Eve explained. "I'll go speak to them and make sure this gift isn't squandered. Thank you for all that you've done. And know that Urdnot Bakara calls you a friend." Jane squeezed Bakara's hands and nodded at her.
"Come on," John said, and arm around his sister's shoulders. "We need to honor our fallen."
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 14th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Normandy, In Orbit around Tuchanka
John lifted the name plate Samantha had prepared for him. He pressed it firmly into the memorial and after a moment stepped away. He stared at his friend’s name for a few minutes, thinking. He knew it wouldn’t be the last time but Mordin had been right. There had been no other way. It still left a bitter feeling inside of him. He tried not to but his mind kept thinking of what ifs. If he had done this, if he had done that. If he had been alone, if Jane had gone alone, could EDI have helped, what about inserting another team from the side, on and on. John sighed again before deciding to head for bar in the observation room. He wasn’t surprised to find Liara, Garrus, and EDI there. As he approached the bar, Liara stepped away to embrace him. John hugged her tightly for a moment before heading to the bar. Garrus slid him a drink and John took it gratefully.
“So according to Jane,” Garrus said, continuing to speak on something he had been saying before John entering the room, “when Jane talked to Mordin about Turian and human pairings he warned her about chaffing and even gave her instructional booklets. He even offered he ointments and oils. For discomfort apparently.” John blinked at that before laughing.
“He did not!” Liara exclaimed.
“I have a record of that exchanged,” EDI said, backing up Garrus’s story. “He even tried to re-assure Jane when she questioned him of mocking her. He did however play a good joke on John, inquiring if John as attracted to him with his frequent visits.”
“I forgot about that,” John said with a laugh. “He got me good on that. He was good for those one liners, especially when he was busy. Trying to track down scale-itch that got onto the Normandy, saying he thought a virus was intelligent, complaining about EDI insisting his insane experiments were endangering the entire crew.”
“To be fair I did find some of his methods unsettling. Especially when he tried to block my feed with Jeff’s collection of adult material being played continuously.”
As they and more crew joined them to share their best memories of their friend John felt his heart lighten just a bit. Mordin had touched so many lives but to John it felt like he had the greatest impact on his friends.
~*TF*~
Jane began storing her gear. Garrus and Kaidan were back on the Normandy, with little fight after seeing Jane's mood after the memorial. Ash was wisely keeping from making jokes and Javik had headed to bed. Jane was stowing her stuff when James approached.
"Hey, Lola, how you feeling?" James asked and Jane gave him a look. "I'm not great at the sympathy, but I liked Mordin."
"He was an easy man to like," Jane nodded, placing the last of her gear away. She turned to face him and he looked like he had more to say. "You can talk. I got my tears out. Mordin would not approve of me not doing my job."
"That what I have to expect when I take my own command?" James asked.
"You want your own ship, Vega?" Jane asked as she leaned against the table. James matched her.
"Yeah, maybe one day, when I'm old and I can't fight worth shit anymore," he grinned at her and she gave him a look.
"Do I need to lay you on the mat right now, marine?" Jane asked and he bounced a little on the balls of his feet.
"Sorry, Lola," he said with a boyish grin before his face got serious. "I guess maybe I got some things on my mind. I...I wanted to get your opinion on something." Jane looked at him, the boyishness was gone, cautious marine back in place.
"Shoot," Jane said.
"What did you do when they asked you to join the N7 program. I mean...was it a no brainer for you...or did you think about it before accepting?" James asked and Jane smiled. Apparently she wasn't the only one who had seen James' potential. It make her happy.
"I don't know if I'm the right person for you to talk to on that, nor is John," Jane said with a grin.
"So you and your brother were competing," James figured out and Jane nodded.
"We were systems apart for our training but we both knew the other would be green with envy getting the N7...so naturally we both went for it. The N7 program is a big deal," Jane explained. "It was a competition for us, but it is a big commitment."
"I hear that," James said and Jane looked at him. He was staring forward.
"You get the best training, the best equipment, the best assignments..." she said and he looked at her.
"And they expect the best in return," he said.
"Yes they do," Jane agreed "Why you asking?"
"Well, even with all the shit that's going on. Somebody somewhere managed to track me down and forward an N7 commendation. It's dated the same day the Reapers attacked Earth," James said. "I got it while on the Normandy, but I serve under you, so I wanted to talk to you about it." Jane nodded at that. She leaned back on the table and looked at the hold.
"You don't sound too thrilled," she commented.
"No, aside from the fact that there won't be an N7 program if we don't win this war, I just...being a soldier's the only thing I've ever been really good at...and not cause I try," James said before shrugging. "Hell, I'd have kicked my ass out years ago. I might have not come back if you hadn't asked me to watch your brother back on Earth." There was a pregnant pause. "Last time I had a command I lost almost everyone...and they promoted me for it. I guess I'm just not sure if I'm ready to lead again. I don't know if I want that responsibility."
"I get that fully," Jane said. "Akuze, I lost all my men. Mission was a failure, but because I was able to prove what had happened to the colony and because I had managed to escape, I got my promotion too."
"Shit, yeah, forgot about that," James said and Jane shook her head before he could continue.
"I read the report before I tapped you for John," Jane said and James nodded. "You were betrayed just like my unit was tricked. Both by Cerberus. I know that hesitation you're feeling. That feeling of failure like every call you made was wrong. Feeling like you can't trust yourself...however, you made the right call. The mission felt like a failure because of what happened in your eyes, but you did something right and someone saw that."
"Sure, but..." James started and Jane help up her hand, stopping him again.
"If you had saved them all, would things have worked out better?" Jane asked.
"I...I don't know," James confessed. "I don't think so." Jane nodded.
"The right choice isn't usually the easy one. I can feel that one especially hard today," Jane said, leaning back and looking at the ceiling.
"Yeah, did you know that before you joined the N7?" James asked.
"Yep, John too. That's why we were asked," Jane said before meeting James' gaze. "And it's why they asked you. There isn't a single N7 that hasn't sacrificed either themselves or their soldiers at some point."
"So you think I should accept?" James asked.
"I think you already know that answer, Vega. You're a damn good soldier," Jane said.
"I'll think about it. Seriously," he said before giving her a considering look. "If you don't mind, maybe don't mention this to anyone else."
"Don't worry. While Ashley's a Spectre, she's not an N7," Jane teased and James chuckled.
"Thanks, Lola," James said and Jane grinned.
"Anytime, Vega," she replied.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
When Belle sent this chapter to me she left this little note in there. I had to share it with you guys.
“They'll sing battle-songs about this someday. Reaper blood has finally soaked our soil!”
Belle: Not that the turian mission didn't have Jane and her team soak Tuchanka's soil with Reaper blood but yeah cool, Wrex.
Toby: Really Belle? Do you have to mock every cool and badass line?
Belle: *snickering* Toby hates transcribing the actual game dialogue and at this point we really are picking and choosing what we use, but I leave these notes in the sections that I transcribe for him all the time.
OMAKE 2
Belle weeping as she hugs Mordin.
"There. There. Am fine," he cooed to her as she sobbed.
"Here," The Iron Bull said, handing the doctor a bottle of water.
"How long has she been that way?" Toby asked.
"Since she wrote her ending author's note at the beginning of the chapter," Varric sighed. "Bold move."
"I'm...suh-suh-suh-sorry!" Belle wailed and Mordin chuckled as he patted her head.
"Female humans highly emotional. More emotional trauma for more affection felt. Am honored," Mordin smiled.
"Just sedate her already," Jane sighed before Belle collapsed. "That worked quickly."
"Incorrect. Dosed her two hours ago. Very emotional," Mordin explained as The Iron Bull picked Belle up and headed to her office to tuck her in.
OMAKE 3
“Who the hell are those people?”
Tobias looked up at Morrigan’s question and eyed the people in question. Several of them were in military uniforms, some on civilian clothes. He stared at them for a bit before it clicked.
“Of those are some people for Belle’s new story,” Toby informed her. They were outside enjoying the fresh air by the studio. It was quiet for once, this chapter not having much focus on Jane’s little love triangle so the shipping war was quiet for once. However, across the street the formerly empty field had a new studio building. It had its own parking lot and security but very few windows and tighter security. It was under Belle’s purview and she had requested he not go over there or even see the final product. The fact she had done so while beat red and not able to look Toby in the eye told him exactly what she was up to.
“So why isn’t she producing it out of the Twin Fates studios?” Aerith asked as she handed Toby another set of paperwork to look over and sign.
“Well, she doesn’t want me to be involved or read it. I promised her I wouldn’t she’s a bit embarrassed about it,” Toby said. As the new group of exclaimed in greeting he glanced up again to see Belle meeting them outside before walking over to the new studio. “Its apparently really popular and Belle has been very inspired. Its even set by the reader perspective which means Belle has to actually step in for those scenes. I know Iron Bull likes to watch when she does.”
“You’re kidding, Belle acting in a fanfic?” Elizabeth exclaimed and Toby shrugged.
“I’ve done some bad self insert fanfics when I was younger. I’m not one to judge,” Tobias said. “Besides it gives me more time to work my own projects. Speaking on Aerith when are the Shinji Ikari interviews scheduled?”
“Next week.” She reminded him and Tobias nodded. As he focused on the paper work Morrigan and the others watching watched Belle and he new fanfic staff entered the building. As they did a small neon red ‘E” lit up on the building. The women exchanged looks.
“And you really don’t want to know what she’s working on?” Morrigan said.
“Well I’m not stupid,” Tobias said, glancing up at her. “But she asked and I’m staying purposefully ignorant so she can have some fun. I’m not one to judge.” Then Tobias smirked at her. “Besides she proved me right.”
OMAKE 4
"Tobias tells me you are performing in adult entertainment," Morrigan commented to Belle and she spewed her iced tea at that. Snickers came from the next table.
"The fuck?!" Belle cried.
"So you are not performing sexual acts on your crew next door?" Morrigan seemed rather disappointed.
"No! I'm the writer and director...I'm not the talent!" Belle cried in horror before looking at the continued snickers from behind her.
"Oh yeah, the Boss Man asked about your side project," Iron Bull commented and Belle glared.
"What did you tell him?" Belle demanded.
"Well, we didn't tell him shit," Jason grinned over his lunch while Nick snickered.
"Your contract says you don't tell Tobias shit, what did YOU TWO tell him?" Belle demanded as she glared at Iron Bull and Varric.
"My fair lady, I'm insulted that you would..." Varric started as Belle's eyes started to turn psycho mode. "We may have implied that you are performing in your own work." Belle groaned as she covered her face.
"I told him it was a READER insert, it's not a SELF insert. Jesus, he's advertising my other work so incorrectly no one will read it at this rate," Belle groaned as she glared. "Besides, it's not any of his business what I'm doing on MY time outside of the Twin Fates Studios....speaking of which, you two are supposed to be next door, not here." Nick and Jason grinned.
"You asked us to help with the security detail over here when we're off duty next door...and you have bacon cheeseburgers over here today," Nick said.
"We never get bacon cheeseburgers at our cafeteria," Jason added and Belle's eye twitched.
"Salim POLITELY requested Hallal food which means no pork over there," Belle growled and the two men picked up their burgers and took purposeful bites. She let out a calming breath.
"You know what. I'm off duty here until Toby writes the next chapter of Twin Fates anyway," Belle huffed. "I'm am now purposefully going to set a few Shakarian and Shenko fires in said chapter. I'm taking Baby and Queen and heading over to the other studio now." Belle got up and grabbed her tray and drink and headed out. The Eevee and Vulpix that were sleeping under the table quickly followed Belle.
"She's got you on the security schedule over here too?" Iron Bull asked and Nick and Jason nodded.
"We're off duty for a couple chapters at the other studio and you guys need the extra bodies over here. She doesn't let Merwin over because she doesn't trust him," Jason explained. "But you guys were right. That was fun."
"Stick with us, boys, we know how to mess with the boss," Varric grinned.
OMAKE 5
Khalisah al-Jilani: This is Khalisah al-Jilani with the Alliance News Network covering a minor upset within the Salarian Union. Dalatrass Linron has been removed using Salarian Union Impeachment protocols after it was revealed that she was attempting to sabotage the krogan genophage cure without approval of the Union representatives. This has allowed Dalatrass Narra to take over and she has pushed for a more mutually beneficial relationship with the krogan. We go to Sur'Kesh for a word from her."
Dalatrass Narra: We in the Salarian Union have a debt to the krogan and the actions of Dalatrass Linron are not the actions of the Salarian Union. We do not condone this betrayal and mistreatment of the people we uplifted. In these times, facing the opponents we do, we need the krogan more than ever. The Salarian Union will pledge six of our colony worlds to repay the krogan people for the betrayal of Dalatrass Linron. This seems fair as the krogan will need to advance after the Reaper War. We only ask that the krogan people will allow us to place a memorial on each world in memory of Dr. Mordin Solus, the salarian who cured the genophage. I look forward to working with the krogan as we fight our enemies.
Khalisah al-Jilani: Shocking. The Salarian Union has slotted six of its distant colony plants close to krogan space to be transferred into the krogan possession. This will represent one of the largest territorial offerings ever made in Citadel history. It is also rumored that the Salarian Union is dedicating more efforts to multiple Citadel projects including the mass production of anti-indoctrination devices as well as Reaper signal shielding. Sources within the Citadel report that within the month, such devices will be activated across the Citadel and are currently being shipped across the galaxy.
Notes:
Belle's Note: This chapter is one that I have been crafting for a while. This chapter holds a huge emotional connection to, I believe, all Mass Effect fans. Wrex made the krogan so lovable in the first game, especially if you take the time to actually talk to him. Seeing his rise to the leader of Clan Urdnot is a moment that made me so happy. The second I saw him on the throne and he shoved past other krogan to a joyous cry of "Shepard!" I don't know how people could let him die in any subsequent playthroughs. The painful start of ME2 and losing everything you gained in the first game was so disheartening, to see Wrex so happy to see you, it was better than seeing Garrus, who was so broken after the loss of his team. I won't deny, my first playthrough of ME2 was very hard, especially considering how much Shepard can lose during their death, to see Wrex and to see his joy at seeing Shepard, it was soothing. The relationship that can be built between Shepard and Wrex is one of deep trust and a powerful bond. He is a beautifully written character and for a race of aggressive and savage aliens, he cares and he loves what he is. Wrex is a paragon. He might be Neutral Good, but he is good. I also bonded deeply with Eve and I always saved Maelon's data before ME3 ever came out, for the simple fact that, it seemed to be a waste of so many desperate krogan females' selfless hope for motherhood. Bonding with Eve made me so pleased with the fact I didn't destroy that data. Eve's back story and her desperation to not just be a mother but to give her people motherhood again, it was so moving. The moment she shares her name with you, I was so touched and it was a gentle moment while wounded. Lastly, Mordin, I love Mordin. He is a character I loved from the moment you met him on Omega. His analytical brain made sense to me, I'm a science major and there was something that just made me pleased as punch when meeting Mordin. I suspect it may be that sometimes when I think, I think in my head how Mordin thinks out loud. Fragments of sentences as I connect points. This also may be why so many people love how I write Mordin's conversations. You now might be asking me why, if I love Mordin, I fought for his death. And I did, Toby wanted to save Mordin, but I reminded him, the Shroud is not savable even with two Shepards because the Reaper and Kalros damage it. Besides, Mordin's heroic sacrifice for the krogan was the most powerful moment of a video game that I have ever played. I was broken when Grunt sacrificed himself for you, the player. But you did not choose it, Grunt did that on his own and whether he came back or not, was based on your relationship. With Mordin, you had to choose to let him go. As he said that last "Had to be me" I literally said "Someone else might have gotten it wrong." I had to pause my game and cry when I saw Mordin die the first time. Even now, my eyes are tearing up at the intense emotion of that memory. I get glassy eyes every time I play this mission, but I remember watching him go. Singing the words in my first note and then....Mordin's sacrifice is my most moved experience in video games. I love Mordin. It had to be him, he needed to redeem himself of his greatest regret. No matter how much I love Mordin, I will never stop him from being one of the greatest video game heroes I have ever seen that I did not play. Mordin, his existence and his sacrifice, will be why I keep coming back to Bioware.
Chapter 37: Betrayals & Sacrifices
Summary:
The Shepards take the day to enjoy some rest and relaxation on the Citadel. A tip through the Shadowbroker lines lead the twins to warn the Council about a potential issue. Cerberus takes C-Sec and the twins face a new opponent with an old one. Two heroes will fall.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: Good to see you guys again! I have to apologize; my work has been crazy lately and its left me little time to write. I tried to write a little every day, half hour here, an hour there. I’m just happy my boss is okay with me writing during my lunches and breaks. Thankfully it all added up and now here is the chapter! Next couple of chapters I’m starting off so I hope you folks enjoy. Belle and I had a pretty good argument about the end of this chapter too. We worked it out though.
Belle's Note: Honestly guys, I’m stoked with how the story is going. I spent the entire time since we posted the last chapter telling Toby there was no pressure. Actually, my job was miserable through June, so I’m thankful it is over for now. Anyway, I was so shocked by this part of the game…especially when I played my Thane Romance playthrough…anyone who played a Thane romance knows just what I am talking about. One of the things Bioware DEFINTELY got wrong was how they ended the Shrios ship. While Toby teases me for being torn between Kaidan and Garrus, I honestly adore both their romances, not only because they were the only het ships that made it to the end but because Thane’s fate in ME3 sealed the end of my Shrios days; while the whisper of Siha is absolutely swoon worthy, his death was heart wrenching and I was so certain he would make it through the power of…romance plot hole armor. I was wrong.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: November 16th, 2186 CE
Location: SSV Okinawa, Citadel, 1000 hours
Jane was looking over messages as she submitted paperwork for the Alliance and Spectre ops. A message from Bakara gave Jane more hope as she saw that the Krogan females were rejoicing. She smiled at that hope. New life would come from their actions. Her omni-tool rang with a call from Kaidan.
“Hey Kaidan, what’s up?” Jane asked as she sat back.
“Do you have any plans for tonight?” Kaidan asked and Jane blinked.
“No,” she answered honestly, her heart beating slightly at his tone.
“Then would you be willing to let me treat you to dinner?” Kaidan asked and Jane blushed at the invitation.
“I’d be honored, when and where?” Jane asked.
“I can get a reservation for Ryuusei Sushi in the Wards,” he stated and Jane thought about it.
“Is that the really nice place?” Jane asked and Kaidan chuckled.
“A friend asked if I would be able to buy his reservation off of him, I contacted you as soon as I saw where,” Kaidan said and Jane blushed. “The reservation is at nineteen hundred.”
“I’ll look forward to that,” Jane said.
“See you there, Jane,” Kaidan said as he ended the call. Jane smiled before she realized there was a dress code for Ryuusei.
“Shit!” Jane hissed as she looked up the restaurant, sure enough, dress and tie expected but dress uniforms were excusable. Jane did not want to show up to the place in Alliance Blues. She groaned, she needed an expert. She headed down to the hold. Ash and James were talking weaponry when Jane approached.
“Ash, got a minute?” she asked and Ash smiled.
“Sure thing, Captain, what do you need?” she replied and Jane coughed a look at James.
“Girl talk, I got it,” he headed over to his corner.
“Pfft, frivolous female chatter,” Javik commented and Jane rolled her eyes.
“Kaidan asked me to go to Ryuusei Sushi, but I don’t have anything nice to wear,” Jane explained and Ash’s eyes widened.
“Wow, that place is nice. So you want to ask me to go shopping with you then?” Ash teased and Jane nodded.
“Your advice for the Officers’ Ball was top notch,” Jane said and Ash grinned.
“Let’s get into civilian clothes and I’ll take you to a nice boutique I know of,” Ash grinned and Jane smiled. “Wear that outfit I made you buy.” Jane made a face.
“We’re going shopping for a dress,” Jane whined.
“Trust me, dressing up to buy a dress gets you a better dress,” Ash commented and Jane groaned as she headed to the elevator. Once the elevator door was shut Ash quickly sent a message to Garrus.
Jane got to her cabin. The outfit was a trendy outfit for most Citadel citizens. The top was tiny, exposing Jane’s stomach and waist, but the vest that connected to the skirt had a lower back which hid Jane’s scar, plus it had a high neck which Jane liked. The skirt was long, down to her feet and she had to wear a pair of boots with slight heels to keep from dragging it along the ground. Nothing like Miranda, but there were heels involved. Jane put the outfit on and looked at herself in the mirror, she brushed her hair and put on slight make-up. She felt ridiculous but Ash wouldn’t make fun of her.
“Look at you, Shep,” Ash chuckled as Jane approached the air lock.
“Damn, Lola,” James whistled and Jane blushed.
“Watch yourself,” she warned and James gave her a clear up and down.
“Guess I’ll have to,” he winked and Jane shook her head. Ash was in a dress similar to Jane’s two piece but with cutouts on the sides and long sleeves.
“Let’s get you ready, Captain,” Ash said with a wink and Jane chuckled as they headed off the ship.
~*TF*~
Location: Presidium Commons, Citadel, 1300 hours
Jane and Ash were finishing lunch when Jane’s omnitool went off.
“Are we due back?” Ash asked as she noticed the smile on Jane’s face as she responded.
“It’s Garrus, he’s got some sort of surprise for me,” Jane said. “Guess Kaidan let it slip he got a date for me.”
“Probably,” Ash said, relieved Jane did not notice who Ash was favoring. “Want me to take your dress back for you?”
“That would be great, thanks Ash, I’ll go meet him right after this,” Jane said with a smile and Ash grinned brightly.
“Have fun,” she cheered and Jane smiled at that.
~*TF*~
Location: Presidium Commons, Citadel, 1301 hours
John used to hate going shopping. He could never understand the people in the crowd. Strolling around, gazing through windows, talking with someone but never buying anything. He had always been very focused on what he wanted. If he couldn’t order it and get it in a timely manner. He looked up what to get, where to get it and the shortest routes there and back. In, find what he wanted, pay for it, get out. He never really got making a day of going shopping, until now.
When Liara had suggested going out to have lunch and strolling through the Citadel he’d agreed right away. He’d gotten dressed in a pair of jeans with a red shirt and his leather jacket over it and to his surprise Liara was wearing a set of her own jeans with a white blouse. As they were walking to a little café in the middle of the Presidium he’d teased her about it making her smile. As they ate in the outdoor café he saw a familiar Asari working the bar. He’d frowned when he saw her, that nagging feeling that he’d seen, even spoken with her before. Then Liara drew his attention away and time just seemed to slip away. A long lunch where he didn’t eat like he had dozens of things to do, then paying the bill. Now he was strolling through markets he’d never been to with Liara’s fingers intwined with his. He finally got why people did this. He saw the looks they got from lots of different people. Envious, knowing, romantic, annoyed and one person who looked disgusted, John reveled in them all. This was his lover and he was hers. They were just enjoying their company but the public display without a care in the world.
“I’ve never seen a store like this before,” Liara mused. John focused his attention back on Liara as she slowed to gaze into a window. He looked inside and understood, he’d seen them planet of times on Earth and a few other human settled worlds.
“It looks like a flea market,” John said as he peered inside. Inside the large shop were several humans with tables with a wide variety of items. “We have these large open areas where people show up to sell old goods or large quantities of new goods. Some people even sell for retailers or try to market products they created directly to people. It looks like the owner set this store up as a flea market since you can’t sell in open areas of the Presidium. Pretty clever.”
“If they’re used goods what guarantee do you have that they will work?” Liara inquired. John shrugged.
“You look them over but it’s really you buy as is. You can find great deals and even rare items.” John noted. “My Dad used to take us to a farmers’ market once a week that’s similar to this. We’d sell some of our extra produce and look for things. Dad got Mom her favorite rifle at one and my guitar a few weeks after that.”
“I didn’t know you played John,” Liara said, surprised. John gave her a smile that was little sad.
“I used to play when I was younger. Just some songs my Dad taught me when he saw me strumming on his when I was ten. I haven’t played since the Batarian raid.”
“Why not?” Liara asked as John’s omni-tool beeped.
“I never liked to play without anyone I cared about to listen,” John replied as he let go of Liara’s hand to check his omni-tool. As he read the new message, he missed Liara turning to gaze into the window thoughtfully.
“Anderson sent me recording. Apparently, he wants me to go to an apartment and play it. Want to come along?” John asked as he closed the program. Liara smiled and nodded. John held out his hand and Liara’s smile widened as she took it again.
“Where is this place?” She asked as they resumed their stroll.
“Apparently just off the Silversun Strip,” John replied.
“If we have the time, I think I’d like us to stop by a casino afterwards,” Liara noted. John chuckled.
“Sounds like fun. Expensive but fun.”
~*TF*~
Location: Citadel Normandy Dock, 1320 hours
Garrus was leaning against a railing when Jane approached. He gave her a look, his eyes lingering on her exposed waist before he got into a full standing position.
“I think I should have warned you this wasn’t a formal event,” Garrus teased and Jane chuckled.
“I was shopping with Ash, she had a dress code,” she explained and Garrus nodded at that. “Am I okay for what you have planned?” Jane asked, holding her arms out and doing a slow turn. Garrus clearly was trying not to focus on her waist.
“You are always good for what I have planned,” he chuckled. “But I’ve planned something that doesn’t involve fighting Reapers.” Jane noticed the skycar next to him.
“A drive on the Citadel?” she asked.
“Something like that, I had an idea…” Garrus moved to the car and opened it up. He moved to the passenger side and offered a hand. “My lady.” Jane laughed and took his hand, letting him help her into the car. He moved to the driver’s seat and took off. Jane smiled as she looked over at him.
“So where are we going?” she asked.
“Somewhere we’re not supposed to,” Garrus purred.
“Now you’re talking,” she replied.
“Ever have that one thing you always wanted to do before you died, Shepard?” Garrus asked. Jane looked at the scar on Garrus’ neck and face. She reached out to stroke the scar with her fingertips.
“I’ve already woken up with a turian next to me,” she said. He gave her a slight look.
“Still trying to make me blush, huh?” he shot back.
“Until it works,” Jane chuckled. “So…what’s your one thing?”
“The whole time I worked at C-Sec, I’d stare up at the top of the Presidium and say to myself: I want to go up there…but I never did. There were 137 regulations telling me I couldn’t,” he explained.
“So…you got them changed?” Jane asked. Garrus’ face twitched at that.
“No. Now I just don’t give a damn,” he commented as he landed the car and Jane laughed.
“Sure does help to be romantically involved with a Spectre,” Jane commented and Garrus chuckled at that as he got out of the car.
“It doesn’t hurt,” he replied as he offered her his hand again. She took it and he helped her out before unloading some other equipment. “I figured it’s time to do something stupid just for the hell of it. Might be the last chance we ever get.” Jane looked over the Presidium and smile.
“It’s incredible,” she sighed. Garrus turned to her.
“I’d be lying if I said I didn’t hope it would inspire a certain…mood,” he stated. Jane turned towards him. It was very romantic.
“Something on your mind?” she asked.
“I understand that you’re still trying to figure out your feelings between me and Kaidan…but I missed you. The mission on Tuchanka…it was nice to be close to you again,” he said and Jane reached out, stroking Garrus’ scar, her thumb gently running over his lip.
“Garrus…I do love you…” Jane said and Garrus nodded as he kissed her thumb.
“But you love Kaidan too,” he commented.
“I told you that I don’t deserve either of you if I can’t choose,” Jane started to pull away only for Garrus to catch her hand and press his cheek into her palm.
“I’m not asking you to choose right now. I know you will get there. Saving the galaxy is a little more pressing for you…and I get that. I just want to spend some time with you,” he said. Jane’s heart ached at the sight of him. The morning right before they left for the suicide mission played in her head. God help her, she loved this turian so damn much. She leaned forward and kissed him chastely. She moved to pull away only for Garrus to wrap his arms around her and dip her, giving her a deeper kiss. It was amazing, the location, the kiss, everything.
“Well…” Jane gasped as he pulled her back up. “That was…unexpected.” Garrus flared his mandibles in self-satisfaction.
“Now there is another reason I brought you up here. We’re going to settle once and for all…” he moved to the things he brought and pulled out a sniper rifle. Jane smirked. “…not saying you don’t know how to handle a gun. Just saying some of us know how to make it dance. So let’s find out who’s really the best shot.” He tossed Jane the gun with one hand and held up a bottle in the other. Jane smirked as she looked at him, extending the weapon.
“There are a few people in the galaxy who’ve seen me in action, Garrus. They seemed impressed,” she said, making sure to rest the rifle against her shoulder while the other hand pushed back her vest to show off her waist. His eyes moved down a bit and she smiled.
“Yeah, but I’ve actually seen you dance, Shepard. No comment,” he teased and Jane considered dragging his turian ass to a club to show him just how little he’d actually seen her dance.
“All right, Vakarian, you’re going down,” Jane moved the rifle into both hands.
“And don’t worry. I loaded it with practice slugs for when you miss,” he teased and Jane laughed as she let the bottle arch before she hit it. “That was an easy one. Let you build up your confidence. Long range, I wrote the book. Nobody alive can do this not even Captain Shepard. Give me a tough one.”
“Don’t cry when you miss,” Jane returned as she took the bottle. She threw it, causing it to spiral. Garrus hit it no problem.
“I said a tough one!” he complained and Jane grinned as he handed her the rifle.
“Step aside,” Jane said.
“This one will be the deciding factor on who is the better shot,” Garrus grinned and Jane aimed. The bottle flew and Jane destroyed it. She turned to Garrus and sauntered over.
“I was tempted to let you win, but we both know who the better shot is,” Jane said with a wink. Garrus chuckled as he looked at her.
“Just you wait, this isn’t our last competition, Shepard,” he teased.
“I’ll be waiting for your next challenge, Vakarian,” she replied.
~*TF*~
Location: Silversun Strip, Tiberius Towers 1342 hours
“I can’t believe Anderson gave me and Jane his apartment,” John said, shaking his head as they locked up said apartment.
“It is extremely generous of him but the reasons are sound,” Liara noted. “You do need somewhere to relax between missions.”
“And now we do after I verify the security,” John replied. Liara’s smile turned into a grimace as her omni-tool beeped this time.
“I wish we could just turn these off and be left alone for at least one day,” she grumbled as she checked her own message.
“After we beat the Reapers I promise, one full week with omni-tools off,” John said as she read the message. Liara hummed as she read, sounding as she disbelieved they could actually do that. John brought up the specs of the apartment as she read, doing his own research.
“John, I think we need to see Bailey in C-Sec,” Liara said after a few minutes. John looked up to see Liara scowling at her omni-tool.
“What’s wrong?” he asked and Liara shook her head with a sigh.
“Two weeks ago, I noted several forgers the previous Broker used had been going missing. Nothing overly alarming as they were close to worlds being attacked by Reapers. Now IDs forged in their style, as it were, have started showing up in the C-Sec access records.” Liara noted.
“So, someone could have been using the forgers to get access to Citadel and then killed them to keep them quiet,” John mused. “Anything in the forged IDs to let us know how this could be?”
“Just one thing,” Liara said as they hurried to the elevator. “The IDs are all for humans.”
“Cerberus then. This seems like something they would do.” John mused and as they waited for the elevator he opened his omni-tool. “I’ll call Jane and see if she can meet us there. Better to have two Spectres trying to sort this out plus with my ties to them I might be suspect.”
~*TF*~
Location: C-Sec 1411 hours
Jane got out of the cab, Garrus had returned to the Normandy, Ash had messaged to let Jane know her dress was out of the bag and ready to go for dinner tonight. John had told her to get to C-Sec as soon as she could. As she got out of the cab she looked to see if John had beat her here.
“Shepard, it is a surprise to see you,” a voice called out and Jane smiled as she saw Thane. He looked her over. “You look very beautiful in civilian clothes. Would it be unwelcomed to have my company?” Jane smiled.
“You are wonderful company, Thane,” Jane said and he offered his arm like a gentleman. Jane smiled as she took it with an amused grin, the great Spectre Strong Jane Shepard on a gentleman assassin’s arm. “What brings you to C-Sec?” Thane’s other hand gently covered Jane’s on his arm.
“My time is short. I wanted to thank Commander Bailey for all he has done for my son and myself. It is powerful to have been able to express my gratitude to him while I still could,” Thane explained as they walked. “What brings you here?”
“Liara found something of importance for Citadel security. John just told me to meet them here and gave me almost nothing else. I guess it looks good to have a second Spectre, plus I’ll vouch for Liara if the Council makes a stink,” Jane explained. Thane nodded.
“You seem very dressed up for that,” Thane teased and Jane nodded.
“I have a dinner date tonight,” she explained.
“With your human biotic or with Garrus?” he asked and Jane blushed as they stood looking over the Presidium.
“Dinner with my biotic and I just had an afternoon of shooting with Garrus,” Jane said and Thane nodded. “I must seem rather frivolous.”
“No, you seem alive, more alive than our time on the Normandy. Is this a polyamorous relationship?” he asked and Jane laughed.
“Sorry, I didn’t expect you to ask that of me…and no, I had a relationship with Kaidan before Garrus. When John died…Kaidan blamed himself and left me. During the Collector mission Garrus was there and Kaidan wasn’t. I love them both and I’m trying to decide. I don’t want to hurt either,” Jane sighed. Thane hummed at that. “I just don’t know who to pick.”
“Look to the future,” Thane said in a paternal tone. “Who is the one that you can see being there when it is time for children. Who will wake up for diapers, feedings, and show up for emergencies. Who will be at your side when old and wrinkled, when the days of glory are behind you.” Jane blinked at that.
“Thank you for your advice, Thane,” she said and he smiled.
“I am at the end of my journey, it is easy to give wisdom for those seeking answers I can help with,” he nodded. They stood looking at the Presidium in silence.
~*TF*~
Location: C-Sec, Docking Area 1425 hours
As they exited the shuttle taxi John glanced around. It seemed quiet for the most part. A couple of Atlas mechs were standing by, unmanned but ready to be used. Guards were posted here and there but they all seemed to be relaxed. No one was tense or twitchy. Either no one had picked up on the IDs or it had already been handled. Still, it was better to be safe than sorry.
“John, Liara!” Jane’s voice called out to them. John turned to his left and saw Jane not too far away with Thane standing by her. John headed over to her with Liara following. There was a turian C-Sec officer standing nearby, looking tired.
“Hello John, Liara,” Thane greeted them as they approached. “I had not expected to either of you Shepards here today while I thanked Bailey for his help with Kolyat.”
“We need to pass on some information to Commander Bailey the Shadow Broker gave us,” John said to Thane before shooting Jane a dark look. “We do that, without people telling us what to do like they know better.” Jane looked at him in shock like he had slapped her.
“Are you still upset about…” she started.
“You folks have a habit of showing up at the damnedest times,” Bailey interrupted as he approached. “I’m afraid we can’t go upstairs right now. The Council is meeting with the Executor and C-Sec has been locked down. High security access only. I’m afraid Thane and your Asari friend here don’t have that right now.”
“That’s fine we can pass on our information here,” John said. “We’ve got reports from the Shadow Broker, at least fifty people have infiltrated the Citadel who might be Cerberus agents.”
“What?” Jane exclaimed and Baily scowled.
“Damn it, the timing couldn’t be worse. What do you have?” Bailey asked. Liara strode forward activating her omni-tool. Bailey turned his on and Liara initiated the transfer.
“All of these IDs were created by forgers the Broker has used before. They all died within the last two weeks and each of these IDs showed up in the Citadel records within the past week. All for humans and doing some research on the ride over I was able to discover ties to known Cerberus middlemen for at least seven of them using a few of my own contacts.” Liara explained. Bailey reviewed the names and he paled.
“What is it?” Jane demanded.
“These aren’t just travelers. These are new transfers into the security offices and maintenance for C-Sec. We had a large rotation out just a few days ago, against the Executors wishes. Its why the meeting is happening now with two Spectres as security.”
“They infiltrated and used the infiltration to lure the target into a vulnerable position,” Thane noted. “In this case targets. I’ve done this myself.”
“They’re going to take out the Council,” Jane whispered in horror. “Bailey, you need to get us in there and lock down this building now!” Bailey activated his comms in a flash.
“This is Comman-” Bailey was cut off with a loud screech that echoed out over all the C-Sec personnel comms. Before they could even demand to know what was that the docking area was rocked with explosions. All C-Sec shuttles and both Atlas mechs were destroyed as hidden explosives took them out. Shortly after gunfire rang out as several officers turned on their fellows gunning them down.
“Shit, shit, shit!” Jane exclaimed, shielding the group with a barrier as they were under fire too. Liara lit up with a blue glow as she grabbed some nearby shuttle wreckage and threw it into a squad of Cerberus agents. As they were crushed John activated his advanced shields from his omni-tool and drew his side arm. He stepped out of his sister’s shield and quickly shot the approaching C-sec traitors. He turned saw another squad approaching from the other side. He snatched up a nearby assault rifle and shot them down too. With the Cerberus threat on the docks neutralized Jane dropped the shield and hurried to Bailey. John just noticed the man had been shot and was sitting on the ground against the railing, holding a hand to his side.
“Son of bitch,” Bailey grumbled. “I should have seen this coming.”
“They had to have help,” Liara noted as she knelt to render aid to the C-Sec commander. “Someone in the inside, high up in C-Sec to get their IDs into your system and cleared.”
“Or the Council,” Jane noted. “Councilors get a say in some of the C-Sec hires and they pass that on through their staff.”
“Too many damn holes, too many possibilities,” Bailey growled and winced as Liara sealed his wound. “Thane’s gone.” John looked around and realized the Drell had disappeared but one of the vent covers was removed on a large access vent.
“If I know Thane he’s going to protect the Council,” Jane noted. John nodded in agreement as the few remaining C-Sec agents gathered around them. All of them were Turians and Asari except for one lone human.
“Can you guys hold this spot? We can send any survivors back this way as we find them. We’re going to the council,” John asked.
“We can but I need your friend here to stay with me,” Bailey growled as he gestured to Liara. “I need to setup secure comms and her omni-tool hasn’t been compromised.”
“I can do that,” Liara said and John nodded. He looked over at Jane who’s face hardened. They were in civilian clothing but John had his shields and Jane had her barrier. They’d have to arm up with what they found on the way. John had the Avenger he picked up and his side arm.
“Liara try and call the rest of the team. Get them here as quickly as possible.” Jane ordered before turning to the C-Sec officers. “Where’s the armory?”
“By the confiscated goods room,” one of the Turian officers said, gesturing towards the doors. “If it hasn’t been taken out help yourself.”
“Lock it after us and bunker down,” John said as the approached the doors. “Only open it for people you’re sure of.”
As the twins went through the open doors they were greeted with carnage and thick black smoke from fires. People, civilian and C-sec had been all gunned down.
“Let’s do this,” John growled and the twins stepped inside.
~*TF*~
“This is not optimal,” Jane commented as they began to move through the atrium and John rolled his eyes at her.
“We’ll head to the armory, hopefully we can get some armor there,” John said.
“Stealth mode,” Jane nodded as she pulled up her skirt, twisting it and tucking it back into the waist, it brought the edge up to over her knees, giving her better movement. John just shook his head considering Jane’s adjustment of her skirt as overly theatric. They opened the interior doors to see two sets of guards in Cerberus armor. They weren’t even trying to hide who was behind this. The twins looked at each other, taking aim on the soldiers and taking them down with quick headshots. As they turned two sentinels approached and Jane pulled their shields away, letting John get headshots. The two moved carefully, using cover and caution. Jane’s biotics allowed them to bottleneck the Cerberus troops. John began to override a door with his Spectre code. “Plus side, this isn’t an assault force.”
“You think?” John asked.
“They have C-Sec, there are two options since the Council is in here,” Jane said and John nodded.
“Assassination or opening the path like Saren did for an assault force,” John questioned.
“I’m betting assassination,” Jane said as they opened the door. A squad of Cerberus troopers was waiting for them and Jane quickly threw a couple of singularities. John shot each of them in the head quickly and as the singularities ended the corpses were tossed out of the Shepards’ path. As they moved there was the sound of an explosion somewhere deeper in the building. The twins shared a look as they moved, checking rooms. As they checked the bathrooms to see even more dead C-Sec and Jane shook her head as they saw several human casualties. “They really don’t give a shit about humanity.”
“They hit C-Sec hard,” John noted as they approached the elevator. A headshot killed a Cerberus engineer looking to sabotage the elevator. Jane quickly repaired the elevator with her omni-tool while John stripped the engineer of his ammo, tossing some clips to Jane. They reached the next floor and found it strangely empty. They shared a look.
“How many do we think made it in?” Jane asked as they moved in.
“At most fifty per the ID count,” John commented and Jane thought for a moment.
“We’ve taken out over thirty, they don’t have a lot left,” Jane decided. She realized that she and John had been working in sync again. They’d just moved through the Cereberus’ forces with barely any effort.
“Hopefully that means we will be able to stop whatever this is,” John said. A few minutes later they found the armory and Jane looked in the window before she sighed. John joined her at the window a minute later. “Shit…I was hoping we would be able to grab some armor.”
“That explosion we heard downstairs was probably this,” Jane said as she looked at the remains of the armory, it was ruined with the sprinklers putting out the steaming remains of guns and armor for C-Sec. “Fucking timing. We need to get to the Council.”
“They can’t know it’s us,” John said and Jane shrugged.
“They didn’t want C-Sec getting their equipment for an assault, we didn’t come into the equation,” Jane sighed as they moved on.
~*TF*~
Location: C-Sec 1609 hours
“Got it?” Jane asked looking over the open waiting room for the Executor and John grunted.
“Yeah just give me a minute,” John growled. The door was erroring out and he was trying to physically bypass it. He reached deeper into the wall through a hole that had been blasted in the wall by something. After a few minutes he found the hydraulic line. He grabbed it in one fist and yanked hard. The doors sputtered and slid open a few inches. John pulled out of the hole and moved to the doors, sliding his fingers into the gap. He grunted and strained as he pushed against the door slowly sliding them open. He felt them pressing back and realized they wouldn’t stay open. Jane realized this too and ducked under her brother’s right arm to move past. As soon as Jane was clear John stepped forward and let go, the doors banging shut behind him.
“You need to get some of those lock breaking programs from Tali,” Jane chided him as they walked up the stairs.
“Next time I see her I’ll ask,” John grumbled. As they walked up he heard a familiar but bone chilling sound. The quiet metal clink of grenades bouncing down the stairs. He didn’t hesitate, he whirled around and tackled Jane. They went flying down the stairs to crash at the base of the door. Jane’s barrier flared to life just before the grenades went off. The explosion sent the doors and Shepards flying out into the waiting room for the Executor. Jane’s barrier was gone and John took the brunt as they crashed into benches. His own shields shattered as they hit and he rolled them as best he could. They came to a stop near the barrier by the stairs leading down to the dock. John shook his head his ears ringing. He looked over Jane who looked just as dazed as him.
“I can’t believe you survived that,” A familiar and hated voice called out. John let go of Jane and pushed himself to his feet. Scar was standing in the smoking and destroyed doorway. He was of course wearing full helmet with that damn mark on it. What concerned John was that the man wasn’t alone. A man with black hair tied behind in a ponytail wearing lighter Cerberus armor. He had a visor and frown on his face. “Well, I prefer it this way.”
“Who’s your friend?” John growled. Scar laughed and gestured at the man beside him.
“I figured if you can have a biotic propping you up so can I. Kai Leng meet the Shepards, Shepards meet Kai Leng,” Scar drawled.
“So much for your big talk on Grissom,” Jane noted moving to spread herself out from John. John noted how Kai Leng focused on him while Scar focused on Jane. So they were going to split them apart. That suited John just fine.
“Where are the Councilors and Executor?” John demanded and Scar chuckled.
“Just past us, in the office with a couple of dead Spectres and the dead Executor. We were going to finish them all but we heard you approaching and left them under the care of some of our men. Now let’s have some fun!” Scar exclaimed charging his sister. John didn’t have any time to react as Kai Leng charged him.
“Good to see you, Jane,” Scar said as he got in close. Jane slipped back, Scar was good because he was training to fight her. She ducked and dodged, keeping him from making a good hit. “Already running away?” He wanted her mad. She stared at him, her biotics flickered over her body as it had when she was dancing, but now it had a purpose.
“You must think you’re really good at manipulating me,” Jane commented as she continued to do her best to keep him from getting a solid hit.
“I know you’re worried about your boy toys,” he sneered and Jane twisted around Scar carefully, blocking a swing with her forearms, Scar’s arm bounced off of her. “You’re using your biotics to cushion my hits!”
“No shit, your armor is also why I’m not trying to hit you. I’m not stupid enough to break my metacarpals on combat armor,” Jane hissed. Scar made a noise as he began to come at her with the fury of a brawler. Jane had to focus hard on his movements to block and pull away, keeping him from getting good hits.
“You admit you can’t defeat me!” Scar cried and Jane smirked her most obnoxious smirk reserved for her spars with people who knew her.
“You talk pretty big for a man in full combat armor fighting a woman in a skirt,” she shot back and Scar finally broke her defense and got her good across the face. Jane rolled with it, letting the inertia carry her into a cartwheel to gain distance. Scar rushed fast to get close so she couldn’t get her biotics going. He almost paused when he saw her cheek was barely red, more like she had been slapped than punched. Her close barriers were doing okay in hand to hand but she could not keep this up for much longer.
John was getting tired of this guy. He flipped and moved with moves that reminded John of some martial arts he’d seen but wasn’t really his interest. He’d been trained in CQC and hadn’t really been interested in much more than that. He was a brawler and mostly focused on punches to hit and how to dodge. Plus, this guy used a fucking sword of all things. John didn’t have his knife or his armor. As he dodged another near miss what he was really missing was his armor. Without it he couldn’t rely on it to deal with grazes or to automatically charge his shields. Seeing an opening he tried to smash Leng in the face only for the man to bend away in a pose that had to have been trained into him and then swung back with his sword aimed at John’s ribs. John shifted his rifle down off his back to block the shot. The sword was deflected away from him but sliced the rifle making it useless.
“I expected more from a Shepard,” Kai Leng snarked, actually saying something for the first time. Unlike Scar who talked and taunted, this Kai Leng seemed to be patient. John scowled knowing the man was trying to get him to make a mistake. This was a bad pairing for John. He was in a weakened position without his normal equipment and against an opponent better suited for someone like Jane. A quick glance behind them saw Jane having similar problems. Damn it if he could go against Scar he wouldn’t be having nearly the same problems-
It hit John like lightning. That was why they had split them up. They’d planned for them to interfere. Growling at himself for not realizing it soon John quickly planned. Jane seemed to be thinking similar because she glanced at John and gestured with her hand, a simple circle. John nodded and focused completely on Kai Leng as he charged again. John ducked and moved back, letting himself move and put his back to Scar and Jane. Kai Leng attacked again and again, and John dodged back, purposely moving backwards. Then he felt it, he knew, just knew Jane was there behind him. As Leng reared back to attack again John acted on instinct, reaching back with his left arm, not even looking but keeping his eyes locked on Kai Leng. He felt a hand clap his with a loud smack. With a grunt of exertion, he yanked his arm forward with all his strength, pulling Jane around in the air her feet flying up. John whirled them around in a 180 and let go as Jane was pointed feet first at Leng. Now John was facing Scar who came up short, seeming to be surprised at what they had done. John grinned as there was a loud crash behind him.
“Surprise asshole,” John mocked snatching up sidearm out of the holster and shooting Scar several times, the Cerberus agent’s shield crashing as the clip ran dry. John quickly changed clips as he charged Scar, slapping the pistol back into his pocket as he swung at Scar with his free arm.
“You-” Scar tried to taunt John but John wouldn’t have it. He pressed Scar back, throwing punches at him. Scar snarled and moved back ducking. He got some distance before attacking at John.
“Big broth-” Scar started to taunt with a lung right that John deflected downward with his right hand. Scar was cut off as he tried to back hand his righthand into John’s face but John caught it with his left hand and slugged Scar in the helmet with his right, sending him skidding back.
“Stop that!” Scar snapped.
“Fuck you, big mouth,” John snapped, stepping closer and punching Scar with a left upper cut sending him tumbling over seats with a loud crash.
As Jane slammed her feet into Kai Leng’s chest, she quickly pulled the sword from his hand with a biotic yank. It slammed into the wall behind them. Leng managed to keep to his feet and Jane flared her biotics around her. His head yanked up and Jane used Scar’s own technique and got in close. Kai Leng’s movements revealed that he had not been preparing for Jane like Scar. Good to know the Cerberus agent was aiming for her specifically, maybe she could figure out who he was based on his obsession with her. Kai Leng was fast, but he was used to fighting bigger and stronger opponents. He was not used to smaller faster opponents. His bare face made that a tasty target for Jane’s bare hands as she found his armor was much lighter…thank God. Leng was no slouch but he clearly was more used to having his weapon and he was not used to in close fighting. There was a chance. Then backup came running into the room like a gift from God. Ash and Kaidan came barreling up the stairs from the dock with James behind them.
“Shepards!” Kaidan’s voice called out.
“The Council is in the Executor’s office with Cerberus guards!” John cried as he slammed the base of his ruined rifle into Scar’s gut.
“We got them!” Ash replied as Thane appeared at the base of the steps, the Councilors behind him.
“I’ve removed the Cerberus guards,” Thane explained to Ash and Kaidan as the Shepards’ team began to escort the Councilors between where the Shepards were battling the two Cerberus’ special fighters.
“Secure the Council!” Jane cried as she blocked several weak hits from Kai Leng, then she saw the thrust too late to block. She stumbled back, as she prepared for a hit she saw him aim his biotics, but not at her. Her eyes moved and she saw his biotics on his sword in the wall. “Watch out!” The blade flew through the air aimed at where Valern was running closely behind Tevos. Time moved so slowly and then there was Thane, the blade hit him hard in the abdomen and he fell. “God damn you!” Jane brought a biotic infused punch across Kai Leng’s face, throwing the man across the room.
John caught a wild swing from Scar, opening him up. John didn’t let the man’s right fist go as he battered him in chest and stomach over and over with his own right fist. John ignored the jolt of pain that radiated up from his right hand at each blow, gritting his teeth as he pounded on the Cerberus operative over and over. John’s last few strikes left blood on Scar’s armor from split open knuckles but the Cerberus operative was reeling. John saw Jane throw Kai Leng away from her and John took the opportunity. He bodily yanked Scar by his right arm, dislocating the shoulder with a sickening pop. As Scar screamed John tossed him into Leng, making both men crash to the ground.
“Fuck this,” Scar spat just before he yanked off a grenade on his belt. He lobbed it John as they hurried to their face. John reacted on instinct, batting the grenade away and then hit the deck. As it went off the two Cerberus agents retreated through the vents. John scowled and swore as he realized they had used it as a distraction to get away. Jane hurried to Thane and knelt by the injured man.
“That assassin should be ashamed,” Thane coughed as Jane helped him sit against the wall, the blade still impaling him.
“This is Spectre Ashley Williams calling from C-Sec. We need special evac for the Council and we need a medevac for a wounded bodyguard,” Ash called in. Jane waved her and Kaidan over to help treat Thane as best they could. The Councilors were moving towards them now that the danger had passed.
“I’ll go secure the landing pad if you’ve got this,” James said and John nodded in agreement.
“Until we get the Council to safety we need to make sure to hold this room,” John agreed.
“Shepards, what happened?” Tevos demanded. Jane pulled her skirt loose and dusted it off as she sighed; she got up to approach the asari. John moved over to speak with them, as Ashley and Kaidan saw to Thane. John frowned at the angry glare Udina was sending them.
“John got a lead on a suspicious number of fake IDs that got approved for C-Sec and maintenance positions in C-Sec. The forgers that produced these IDs were being killed off and when John saw they were all human he suspected they were Cerberus,” Jane explained as she looked back at John. John opened his mouth to speak but was cut off as Udina growled. Udina reached into his pocket as he stepped towards Jane, John saw metal and his brain screamed ‘Gun! Gun! Gun!’ to him over and over. Then it was pressed into Jane’s unprotected belly as she turned to face the man, her eyes widening in realization as to what was happening. John’s hand flew to his own pistol, snapping it up. Gun fire rang out as John shot the Councilor in the head. Jane stared as Udina’s body dropped. The moment was silent before Jane stumbled back slightly. Slowly red began to ooze down her stomach from underneath her left breast. Jane looked down, her hand pressing to her chest before pulling back, bathed red. John went white, feeling numb as he realized he and Udina had fired at almost the same moment. Jane coughed, red splattered as she fell backwards, coughing more, a light red spray went up into the air.
“No. No, no, no, NO, NO! NO!” John screamed, lunging for Jane as she fell back, catching her. He eased her to the ground, his pistol clattering to the ground as he pressed his hand to the wound.
“Jane!” Kaidan’s voice cried but Jane could feel her body going into shock from the trauma. The pain was distant and the panic was muted. She looked up into John’s face and the fear there made her brother look like the boy on Mindoir reeling from the attack. Time was weird and Jane felt strangely calm.
“Sorry…” Jane gasped as she saw the look in his eyes.
“Don’t speak, just breathe!” John ordered, his hand over her wound was applying pressure, but she barely felt it. It was hard to breathe right now.
“We need ASAP on that medevac, we have more wounded!” Ash’s voice was harsh. The world was narrowing down on John from Jane’s view. It seemed so bright around him but like Jane was looking at him from a tunnel she was falling back into. A wave of deep regret hit Jane…
“…I wish I got to be a mom…” she said as she looked at John, then her eyes rolled up into her head and her body went limp.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
Below is the original author’s note from the beginning of the chapter, filmed by our beloved authors. It was decided to replace the author’s note after this one got a little…saucy.
CUE DISOLVE!
The theater is packed. It has been a few months since the last chapter and while most of that can be blamed on Tobias’s work some of it can also be blamed on other things. Like video games, Belle’s porn stories (you know that’s what they are don’t lie to yourselves!), anime, Tobias ripping out his first-floor bathroom literally to the studs to replace it after he discovered a leak under his toilet (gross but man did he replace it with something nice. He does good work), family drama, real world drama and other things I can’t mention because they won’t tell me and damn these spying devices don’t pick up as much as they should…anyways we see our male author grinning hugely on stage, pleased that he will be in control of this chapter and next after Belle wrote the past few first.
“That’s right bitches!” Tobias shouts happily as everyone sees him in control. “I’m in control again! We’re gonna have some fun to forget about just how shitty our real world lives have become! I promise action!” Behind Toby a sudden gunfire breaks out as John and Jane chase after several canon and Twin Fates villains across the theater. “Romance!” John waltzes by with Liara in his arms in the opposite direction of the previous running gunfight, followed shortly by Jane and Garrus doing the cha-cha, pausing mid-stage to do a sultry rose exchange with their teeth. “Comedy!” Suddenly the Illusive Man is thrown on stage to be hit with several pies of various kinds and then zapped with a taser held by Jack. He is then quickly pushed with brooms off the stage. “And finally, and most importantly, TITS!” Several of the cast members can-can on the stage wearing skirts and stocking and only string bikinis. That a few of them are men are not lost on anyone but no one who prefers that is really questioning it. Just as they are all reaching for their strings…
“TOBIAS!” Toby doesn’t stop smiling, in fact his smile is down like smirk-like as Belle storms on the stage, glaring with murder in her eyes.
“Yes my co-author?” Tobias drawls.
“Why did you force them to dress up like this?” Belle demanded and Toby actually looked insulted.
“I would never force anyone to do anything they didn’t want to!” Toby chastised her. Belle has the grace to look bashful and Toby smirked to see she has fallen for his trap. “They signed waivers after I paid them double!”
“You are not turning this story into E!” she replies, stomping a foot.
“Are you just upset you didn’t get a private viewing?” Tobias inquired as Belle was surrounded by a red haze. “I figured you’d have gotten that out of your system with your Ashes smut. Then again you have gone quiet on that front, I’m not getting as many notices as I did before.”
“I told you I’m not in that story!” Belle snarled.
“Then what do your actors do, fuck air?” Toby countered, leaving Belle flabbergasted. “I mean someone has to stand in for the reader as you film. If what Jason says is true you’re like a waterfall day of filming.”
Belle was mortified at Toby’s choice of words and at the realization that while Toby wasn’t reading her story the cast was over here enough for them to talk to him. Though what Toby said next provoked Belle with the wrath of a Greek Goddess.
“If you need to we can always pimp Garrus and Kaidan out to you for a menage a trois.” Tobias said smugly, gesturing to the can-can line behind them and two men mid-pose. Belle let out a shriek of rage and Tobias decided he’d provoked her enough for the audience amusement. Striking a runaway pose he winked at the audience before bolting. Belle screamed a war cry that had a Scottish tone to it. While the audience didn’t see it sounds of violence echoed throughout the theater as Belle tried her damnedest to hurt Toby.
OMAKE 2
Belle takes an empty stage in front of the audience and sighs.
“Please ignore any and all mentions of my House of Ashes smut story in the Omakes for Twin Fates. Toby does not understand how female readers of Reader inserts prefer their stories. It has been very challenging to write a story that keeps the descriptions of the “main” character limited and while I have been very pleased and mentioned it to Toby, he has been teasing me…a lot. He also does not get that readers want to picture themselves in the position and NOT a stand in like VR porn,” Belle gives a glare at Toby. “Please understand that this is because this is the first time I have ever made a pure smut story in all the years Toby and I have known one another. We have written stories before with mature scenes, but I have never written a pure smut before and he is endlessly amused by this. Thus I ask you guys forgive him for this. Especially because he knows if I really got tired of him doing this I could rat out a LOT of his secrets and my smut story is on my account. Unlike other authors online who write under two accounts where one is smut and the other is more friendly, I post my works under my name.”
“Hey! You are making it sound like I have alt accounts!” Toby cried from the audience where he was hiding.
“Not everything is about you!” Belle cried back sticking her tongue out at him.
OMAKE 3
“Wait, wait, wait!” Belle exclaimed at the script reading of Chapter 36. They all paused as they finished reading the scene with the grenades and the stairs. “There were no doors at the bottom of the stairs, only the top!”
“I know, I added them,” Toby replied, pushing up his glasses.
“But why? You could avoid the grenades entirely then!” Belle countered. Tobias grinned at her.
“Now where’s the fun in that?”
“He says that but he’s not the one getting blown up.” Jane grumbled.
OMAKE 4
Belle goes to turn off the lights of the chapter before noticing the readers.
“Oh…you’re still here?” she asks before the readers nod. “Oh….you think I’m going to end with some clue about what’s going on or something to lighten the seriousness of the story.” The readers nod enthusiastically. “No…that’s not how this chapter ends. This is a defining moment of the story, we changed the Cerberus invasion. This is a big turn in how Twin Fates is going to go.” Belle waves the readers out of the studio. “And Jane Shepard got shot on the left side of her chest and is coughing up blood. That’s not good. It was nice seeing you…” Belle closes the studio doors on the readers and the lights go off.
Notes:
Toby Note: Well fuck. Where did this come from?
Belle Note: Were you guys expecting this change?
Chapter 38: Rage & Recovery
Summary:
At Huerta the Normandy crew waits to find out the fate of Jane Shepard. How will the galaxy survive with only one Shepard again?
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Toby’s Note: Howdy folks! Well, I can safely say you guys have pleased Belle immensely. She loved writing that cliff hanger at the end of the last chapter and that some of you moaned at your realization that we have a few months between chapters. Well, Belle enjoyed that immensely. She practically crowed about it…
Belle's Note: *evilly chuckles in schadenfreude* I can’t help it. When I get an idea that I know will make readers worry or get upset, I cannot help but do it for maximum suffering. Then I get giddy over doing so. But in all seriousness, you all need a reminder that the Shepards are human and this is a fiction where we have zero problems killing off characters. Why wouldn’t one of our mains be an option?
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: November 16th, 2186 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial, 1723 hours
The emergency doors into Huerta burst open spilling chaos in. Medical staff rushed for the gurney carrying the woman on it. There was another person beside that gurney, his eyes crazed with a rare terror in them. John Shepard’s eyes were locked on his sister’s throat, focusing with a one minded goal, counting the fluttering pulse in her neck as the paramedics worked. He hadn’t interfered in the ambulance but John’s nightmare had turned to hell as Jane flatlined while it roared through the air. Jane’s blood pressure had dropped and the paramedics working on her had been forced to use an emergency blind application of medi-gel. This required a hand that they did not have to stay on the entrance wound. John never hesitated to slap his hand over the wound and keep it there as the paramedics worked to get her heartbeat back.
“Come on Jane, come on!” John screamed.
“What do we got?” The lead doctor demanded of the paramedic as they raced down the hall.
“Thirty-two year old human female biotic, single GSW to the left side of her chest,” The paramedic pushing the cart called out. “Flatlined once in the ride here.”
“Off! We’ve got her now!” A turian doctor ordered John. John barely glanced at the doctor continuing.
“Spectre we got her! Let us save her life,” an Asari nurse that recognized John said. John jolted and pulled back in a second. The medical staff swarmed the gurney and it continued moving deeper into the hospital. John tried to follow but was stopped by a large Krogan guard at the doors.
“Sorry, staff only past this point,” the man rumbled. John blinked, the words registering but not. John moved back, not even realizing his hands were covered in Jane’s blood. He just stood in the hallway, staring at the doors waiting. He felt dazed and kept seeing in his mind the past few minutes as a whirl of chaotic thoughts and memories. Udina, the gun, gunfire, Jane dropping to the ground, and those haunting words. Then the agonizing minutes as Jane bled on the floor, then in the ambulance, that terrible sound as her heart stopped beating, then the fight to start it up again. He couldn’t lose her. This was not how Jane died, not to some little pissant politician who tried to organize a coup. He wouldn’t allow it. No, he would not. He’d storm Hell itself if he had to. He’d find Miranda and drag her here. She worked a miracle on him and John would damn this entire galaxy itself to get the funds to save Jane. He’d find the money, he’d get Miranda. Yes, that could work. Miranda. She’d make this better. They were twins, right? They should match. If they didn’t John would go out and find someone that matched. Be damned the consequences he’d take them in public, drag them kicking and screaming in here.
“John!” The Spectre turned at his name and saw Ash approaching with Kaidan and James following. Ash was here, she’d help. Kaidan. Kaidan was behind her, he’d help too. John disliked the man but he loved Jane. He’d help John. At least he better help John find someone to fix this or John would discard him. He was a biotic too maybe he would match. John wouldn’t tell Jane, he’d just-
“John?” He jolted as a hand laid itself on his arm. He hadn’t realized he’d been staring in space as they had approached. He blinked and looked at Ash who was staring at him in concern. “I asked if you knew anything yet?”
“Uh, no. Not yet,” John muttered. He turned to stare at the doors. “They took her inside. They were rushing. Her heart stopped. They got it started. Blind medi-gel application.” John trailed off and Ash exchanged a look with James.
“I’m sure you helped Lo-, uh John,” James said. “Maybe we should get you cleaned up?” John didn’t even acknowledge the other man, staring at the doors. Kaidan moved to the guard and began speaking with him. The Krogan grunted before snapping something at him. Kaidan moved back.
“Where’s Liara?” John suddenly demanded. Liara could help. She was the Shadow Broker. She could find criminals for things Jane needed. Yes, that would fix this.
“She’ll be here shortly,” Ash soothed. “She was speaking with the Council. They wanted to get all the information she had before they started investigating Udina’s role in this.” It was quiet for a few minutes and Ash wasn’t even sure John had heard her. Then he seemed to nod as if deciding something.
“Yes, that will fix it,” He muttered before turning to head for the door.
“John where are you going?” Kaidan demanded.
“Udina’s office. I’m going to kill his staff. We can’t trust them and they can donate for anything Jane needs. That will fix this,” John said, no emotion in his voice. Kaidan jolted and James seemed taken a back. Ash realized what John was doing and smoothly steeped in front of him.
“John, it’s okay. They have everything to here to fix Jane,” Ashley said calmly. The whole situation felt surreal to her. John was a rock. She’d seen him angry, happy, worried, but never this. Even when Jane was unconscious after the beacon he wasn’t like this. He seemed dazed, as if he couldn’t accept the reality of this. He was trying to fix this the only way he knew how.
“Oh, that’s good. Good, good then,” he muttered, turning to head for the doors. When he got to the guard, he seemed to realize he couldn’t go in and walked back. Then he turned back again and walked towards the doors. Ashley felt her concern rise as John’s hands began to clench and unclench over and over. He started pacing up and down the hallway, muttering to himself. Ash turned to James and hurried over to him.
“Get Liara, now,” she hissed to the Marine. James shared a glance with the Spectre and nodded. He hurried off to get the Asari as Ash moved close to John, hoping to stop him from turning this place to rubble if he blew.
~*TF*~
The gurney rushed into the OR. Scans and readings covered the screens and projectors in the room. The emergency surgical team was cutting the clothing from the woman’s body when a salarian paused.
“Holy shit, this is Jane Shepard!” he cried before quickly continuing to cut the clothing away.
“Jane Shepard? Like Spectre Strong Shepard?” a turian tech said from across the room as she looked away from her screen where she had highlighted the bullet’s path through the chest.
“Professionalism people!” the asari surgeon barked as she pulled up protocol on her omni-tool. “Goddess help me. She’s got a protocol on file.”
“I take it she’s made this difficult…like most Spectres,” the salarian surgeon commented as he gazed over the equipment to the side as the techs prepared the patient.
“Special request treatment, no additional cybernetics,” the asari groaned.
“Hmmm, difficult but not impossible,” the salarian commented over her shoulder.
“Except for that,” the asari stated pointed at a vertebrae. The salarian let out a breath.
“Well, looks like the rumor that Jane Shepard has the Devil’s luck might not be wrong,” he commented as he nodded. “She can’t complain with what we will have to do.”
“Do we want to bring up her banked blood?” a human tech asked and the surgeons looked at the scans.
“Bring up two pints and order another two cloned,” the asari stated and the salarian nodded. “Bring the 3-D genetic printer pen.” A tech quickly ran out of the room.
“She’s ready to go,” the human nurse said.
“Excellent, get the laparoscopic equipment. This one is a pleasant challenge,” the salarian chuckled happily.
“You do know she flatlined?” the asari commented and the salarian chuckled more before giving the asari a challenging look.
“You won’t let her do it again…will you?” he grinned and the asari glared before they moved to the unconscious body.
~*TF*~
“How long has he been like this?” Garrus asked Ash. They were watching John continuing his pacing. He had barely spoke to Garrus when he’d arrived.
“Since I got here,” Ashley said as she watched John. “He seemed dazed and not there. Then he started doing this. I think John’s starting to realize he can’t fix this.”
“That nurse I spoke to after speaking with John? She let slip Jane’s heart stopped in the ambulance,” Garrus noted, grief in his voice. “John helped keep her alive the rest of the ride.”
“Jesus, he watched his sister die. Even if it was only for a moment…” Ash trailed off and Garrus led out a harsh noise, almost a sob. “Oh hell, Garrus, I’m sorry.”
“No, I’m okay,” he said before letting out a bitter laugh. “Unfortunately, I’ve been through this before. I know Jane will pull through.”
“We both have,” Ash noted, watching John stopped to stare at the doors intently again. “John hasn’t. At least Jane didn’t have to watch him-” Ash cut herself off as John moved towards the Krogan.
“Get out of my way!” John bellowed.
“Oh shit, here we go,” Ash muttered, rushing toward John with Garrus on her heals.
“No one goes in here!” The guard snarled back. “Staff only! There are surgeries and people inside!”
“Fuck those people!” John screamed. He lunged for the doors but the Krogan guard reached out to stop him. He was shocked that John grabbed him and threw him aside to crash into a medical cart. Just as John was about to run through the doors Ash felt relief shoot through her as a welcome voice called out behind her.
“John, wait!” Liara called out. John froze and whirled around. Ash did the same and felt relieved. Liara was hurrying towards John with James following behind her.
“I’m going to see Jane, I’ll be right back,” John said to Liara. The Asari approached John took one of his blood-stained hands in her blue one.
“That will hurt her John,” Liara soothed. “You can’t distract the doctors helping her.” John blinked as if he hadn’t considered that.
“I have to help her, Liara,” John insisted. “I have to fix this!”
“I know you do but I need you to stay here. Please?” Liara asked. John stared at her for a few minutes before nodding. Liara gently pulled him away and as James talked quickly with the scowling guard she led John out of the hallway. Ash sighed in relief feeling the tension just leave with John.
~*TF*~
“Ah, the other Spectre Shepard, good you are still here,” a salarian said as he approached the group. He looked around at the people look at him. “I assume you all are here for my patient Spectre Shepard.”
“We are,” Liara said and the doctor looked at John.
“Would you like me to speak to you alone or to the group?” the doctor asked.
“How is Jane?!” John growled and the salarian sniffed as if he didn’t care there was a raging Spectre in his waiting room.
“Jane Shepard is alive and will remain so for the immediate future,” the salarian stated and the group seemed to relax as a whole.
John staggered, all of the tension, rage, worry and a what felt like a thousand other emoptions leaving his body at once to only leave relief in its place. Liara pressed in John holding him. He felt her squeeze him tightly. He whispered a small prayer to God. Something he hardly ever did.
“Thank the Goddess,” Liara said as she pressed against John’s side. Garrus staggered against the wall looking up in thanks. Kaidan dropped into a seat and slumped forward, his elbows on his knees as he let out deep breaths, eyes watering. Ash crossed herself.
“Gracias a Dios,” James whispered. John took another deep breath and straightened up. He fixed the doctor with an intense and demanding look.
“Take me to see her,” John demanded and the surgeon gave him a look while raising a hand as if holding back John with just the gesture. The look he gave him was not as comforting and John felt a spike of worry.
“I need to explain something to you first,” the surgeon said.
“What is it?” John asked and the salarian pulled up an image of a human body on his omni-tool. John was thankful Jane’s face wasn’t on it. He didn’t know if he could handle that.
“While Spectre Jane Shepard is fine, she made a special medical protocol that we are forced to follow that will make her recovery a little more complicated,” he said. He displayed the image for the group. “Jane Shepard has requested that in her treatment, she does not want to have any additional cybernetic implants. I will explain her wounds to you and then explain how this complicates her recovery.” The salarian typed on his omni-tool bringing up a bright line which made a path past Jane’s heart, through her lung, hitting her spine and moving down into her liver.
“Jane Shepard is one of the luckiest humans I have ever met. Had the bullet entered a centimeter to her left, it would have ricocheted off a rib and cut through both her thoracic aorta and her inferior vena cava. She would have died of blood loss before the paramedics ever arrived,” the surgeon commented. “Had the bullet entered a millimeter to her right it would have torn through the bottom of both the right and left ventricles. She would have died immediately.” John’s face had a thunderous look, thinking Udine had died too quickly. Liara whispered to him that it was alright, Jane had made it. Garrus’ jaw dropped in horror while Kaidan reeled slightly. Ash let out a breath while James’ jaw tightened.
“Instead, the bullet passed through her left lung without touching her heart, puncturing it and causing it to collapse. The bullet ricocheted off her T8 vertebrae, causing massive damage to the bone, and causing the bullet to go downward. This downward trajectory put the bullet deep into her liver. Unfortunately, this is where her blood loss occurred. The liver contains several major blood vessels and these were damaged. This caused the flatline in the medivac,” he explained. “Now, we have taken care of the damage to both the lung and the liver with no trouble. The problem comes from the vertebrae.”
“Cybernetics are a major treatment for spinal cord injuries,” Liara noted and the surgeon nodded.
“Exactly but once again, Jane Shepard is fortunate. Not only did the bullet’s impact and the vertebrae’s shattering not damage her spinal cord, but when she was moved onto the gurney, no outside pressure was exerted on this specific vertebrae, keeping the spinal cord safe,” the surgeon nodded.
“Wait…if Jane didn’t allow cybernetic implants would she have been paralyzed?” James asked and the surgeon nodded.
“While our technology is impressive, only certain species have perfected treatments for spinal cord injury based on natural healing of nervous systems. Krogan’s obviously, Salarians, and a few others. Sadly turians, asari, and humans do not have perfected spinal cord severing healing without cybernetics. We can get functionality back, but most need additional aids such as full body assistance gear,” he explained.
“What does this mean for Jane?” John growled.
“Because the vertebrae was shattered, Jane cannot put pressure on it, in fact, her current body position should not be moved until the bone is fully fused back together. We used cloned stem cell micro scaffolding to secure the bone back into shape perfectly. Using her own stored bone marrow as an adhesive. In summary, Jane Shepard cannot be allowed to move until her vertebrae is fully healed using not cybernetic methods,” the surgeon said.
“How long will that take?” Garrus asked and the salarian surgeon looked at him.
“It will take an estimated nine days…however, due to the importance of not moving, we will need to keep Jane Shepard in a medically induced coma,” he said and the group gaped in shock. “She will be in the ICU until we bring her out of the coma. You may see her now, but know you must keep all contact limited to her hands. I’m afraid it is family only,” He turned and walked to a side door. No one said anything as Liara and John headed after him. The doctor paused at a door before shooting a pointed look at Liara.
“She’s my fiancé,” John said without hesitation and Liara nodded in agreement. The doctor nodded before opening the door, allowing the two to see Jane. She lay on the bed. It would be easy to think she was asleep if not for the feeding tube down her nose, the oxygen mask over her face, and the various monitors beeping rhythmically to the sound of her heart. John felt his hear break. This wasn’t Jane as she should be, looking so pale and weak, machines attached all over. John hurried to her bed side and he remembered something vaguely, something their mother had taught him. He got to his knees next to the bed before taking Jane’s hand between his and slowly began to recite a prayer he barely remembered. He knew Jane still believed and while he did as well he didn’t have the faith Jane did. Still he hoped this helped. As he clutched Jane’s hand he felt Liara place one of hers on his left shoulder.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial
Jane felt weak and tired, like a person who had overslept with a cold. It was an effort to open her eyes. Bright whiteness and her eyes were blurred. Someone was beside her, a man. Broad shoulders, head down, his arms on his legs with his hands between. The darkness on his jaw. The blur was worsened as Jane remembered their father resting like that, rubbing his beard with one hand in thought. Dad…it was Dad!
“…Dad…” Jane whispered. Tears welled in her eyes as she reached out, she blinked a few times. The tears and blinks cleared her vision as the figure looked up. Not their father, but an unshaven and exhausted John sat beside her. Not dead. Not with Dad. Jane felt herself flush in embarrassment as he looked at her with extreme relief on his face.
“Oh, Jane, thank God,” John murmured. He got up out of his chair. He brushed her hair aside, cupping her head to plant a kiss on her forehead. Jane briefly closed her eyes, relishing in her brother’s presence. “You scared the shit out of me, little sister.” He whispered to her.
“How long was I out?” Jane croaked, her throat felt achy and scratchy, unused. She knew this feeling, extended recovery. How much time did she lose?
“A little over a week,” John said quietly, running his hand over her hair.
“That long?” she muttered.
“They just took you off the drugs that kept you unconscious yesterday, Jane,” Liara’s voice said. Jane blinked in surprise and turned to look at the foot of her bed. Liara was standing there with two coffees on a tray with a couple of bagels. She set the tray down on an overbed table. “I’ll go tell the nurse. The doctors wanted to know when she was awake.” As Liara left Jane focused back on her brother. Seeing John up close she could see how rough he looked. He was not only un-shaven but also had bloodshot eyes and darkening circles under them. His clothes were clean but other than that he looked like hell. He also kept touching her, a hand tightly holding hers as the other ran through her hair over and over.
“How bad was it?” Jane said before coughing. John squeezed her hand tightly.
“Bad. The doctors patched you up but it was slow going,” John said, purposely omitting what had happened in the ambulance ride. “They were slowed down a bit as you didn’t want any cybernetics.” John gathered himself trying not to snap at her but he had to know. “Jane? Why didn’t you want any? You never mentioned it to me before.”
“Project Overlord”, she muttered. “You got hacked by an AI. We’re fighting Reapers. I don’t want to give them an inch. Plus it reminds me too much of my implant.” John was quiet as he mulled that over. He had never really considered that before. The cybernetics he had were a necessity and had even given him a leg up. Jane had gotten her implant right after Mindoir. John never really felt any difference, but Jane had gotten her implant knowingly and could tell the difference after. Plus, whenever she changed out amps they connected to the implant. She was always aware of it.
“I’m just glad they were able to clone you replacement parts so quickly,” John said and Jane looked at him in shock.
“We keep a baseline of all Spectre recorded medical protocols so we can start right away. Plus, cloning organs isn’t as time consuming as limbs. However, Jane Shepard did not need any new organs. She has a storage of cloned blood and stem cells here on the Citadel,” a new voice interrupted them. John turned and Jane looked at the door. There was a Turian in hospital garb standing there. He was also wearing a doctor’s coat.
“Doc, I’m so glad you were right,” John said and Jane blinked. This must have been the doctor assigned to her, of course John already knew him.
“As I said Spectre your sister is a remarkably healthy woman,” the doctor said, approaching Jane. He pulled out a pen flashlight from his chest pocket. “Spectre I’m Doctor Celsus Aulus. Please remain still, I need to check you over.”
“Sure,” Jane said. He hummed as he looked Jane over, examining her face and head followed by asking her to follow the light.
“John, I’d like to ask you to leave,” Dr. Aulus requested. “I’d like to examine your sister’s bandages and check some other areas she might not want you to be in the room for.”
“You okay with that Jane?” John asked turning to her. Jane blinked and nodded and John squeezed her hand before letting go. He moved out from the bed and paused only long enough to take the tray with the coffee and bagels.
“Can you sit up?” Dr. Aulus asked and Jane felt the stiffness of a prolonged medically induced sleep. She sat up and the doctor helped her to lift her top up, exposing a simple gauze bandage directly under her breast. Dr. Aulus peeled back the bandage and ran a talon over the skin. “Excellent, looks like the entrance wound is completely closed.” Jane blinked as she ran her fingers under her breast. She felt the slight pucker of a scar.
“How bad was the damage? Why did my brother think I needed organs?” she asked and Dr. Aulus gave her a cheeky turian grin. He was a handsome turian and clearly he knew it.
“The bullet went through your lung, collapsing it, ricocheted off your T8 vertebrae, shattering it in the process, and lodged into your liver. The lung was quickly repaired with medi-gel applications and easily reinflated. We used cloned stem cell micro scaffolding to secure the bone back into place so that may be the source of his confusion. We are going to monitor your vertebrae to make sure it is fully healed. I assume you were already told that you were kept in a coma while the vertebrae healed. You will be suffering the effects of the atrophy but we both know you already know what to do there. Try not to overexert yourself in that regard. We will be monitoring you on that,” he warned her with a knowing look. “Finally, you need to know this. You flatlined due to internal bleeding from the trauma in your liver. The bullet damaged the major blood vessels in your liver and the EMTs had to do a blind medi-gel application, fortunately we made sure to repair the damage while doing the rest. Wisely, you made sure to request cloned blood be banked for you, so we have you back to full in that regard as well.” Jane let out a breath in shock as she lowered her shirt.
“Jesus…no wonder John looks like shit,” Jane said and he nodded.
“Spectre Shepard hasn’t left your side,” Dr. Aulus said as he picked up the tablet that contained her chart and began to log her readings.
“How long was I dead?” Jane asked and he chuckled.
“Thirty seconds, you came back fast,” Dr. Aulus said, giving her a wink. “You’re not the type to leave a job half done, Spectre. The EMTs got you back and we filled you up with your cloned blood once they plugged the holes. Honestly Dr. Salusa loved the challenge of putting your vertebrae back together. Salarians.” He chuckled before placing the tablet back and then sitting at the foot of her bed. “We repaired both your liver and your lung without replacement. It wasn’t necessary…even though it seems your brother felt you must need new parts.” Jane shook her head.
“He’s got a stockpile of spares,” Jane said and Dr. Aulus nodded.
“I prefer the originals myself,” he said with another wink. “I’ll let your visitors in. You’ve had a lot.” Jane nodded. She bet there were a lot of people waiting for her. Dr. Aulus opened the door.
“The line is already forming,” he teased, giving Jane a cheeky turian grin, mandible flare and everything. A flirty turian doctor with a thing for humans, who knew. Jane looked to see who was first.
“Well look who’s up!” Ash exclaimed as she strolled in. “What some people do to get out of work. You left us to clean up your mess.” Jane rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile.
“I really needed to sleep in,” Jane noted. She glanced behind Ash. “Where’s John?”
“Liara’s taking him back to the apartment.” Ash explained. “You should have seen him, Skipper. He refused to leave the hospital the entire time. Liara brought him fresh clothes and he was cleaning up in the bathroom here. He almost tossed a Krogan through a wall to get to you before Liara showed up. When he sat down next to Liara in the waiting room a few minutes ago he passed right the hell out.”
“The whole time?” Jane muttered.
“Refused to leave your side,” Ash revealed before laughing a little. “When you were in the ICU for the first few days they tried to limit him to a few hours at a time. He grabbed a chair from the waiting room, storm down the hall and slammed it on the floor next to your bed. From what I’m told he cracked the floor tiles.”
“Who else is here?” Jane wondered and Ash laughed.
“Your stable of boytoys have been rotating out hourly since you got out of the ICU. Only John and Liara could see you up there but she shared a feed from her omni-tool so we could see you,” Ash noted.
“Why Liara?” Jane wondered and Ash smirked.
“Apparently, it’s ‘family only’ there and John said Liara countered since they were engaged,” Ash drawled. Jane jerked in shock wincing at the motion from unused muscles.
“They’re what?!” Jane exclaimed and one of her monitors beeped as her heart rate shot up momentarily.
“Apparently, they had a conversation about a ‘house and little blue children’,” Ash said, making air quotes with her hands as she said house and little blue children. “I guess that passes for a proposal from John. I personally think it was just an excuse Liara used to stay by John. He’d be a wreck if it wasn’t for that woman.”
“He’s too used to being the Shepard taking the hits,” Jane sighed and Ash nodded.
“He probably prefers it that way too,” Ash admitted. “But honestly, how do you feel?” Jane lay back and just assessed herself.
“Better than when Dirake blew half my face off and crushed my implant,” Jane said and Ash nodded.
“I forgot we didn’t have to deal with John after that,” Ash admitted.
“I am the more levelheaded one,” Jane commented and Ash burst out laughing.
“That’s a relieving sound,” Garrus said as he appeared at the door. Jane looked at Garrus and there was intense pain in his eyes.
“I’ll give you two a moment,” Ash said, letting Garrus in and closing the door. Jane looked up at Garrus and the turian approached her. He dropped to his knees beside her bed.
“Garrus…” Jane said and he just wrapped his arms around her waist, resting an ear over her chest to listen to the beat of her heart himself. Jane said nothing, one hand on the arm around her waist, the other on the back of his head under his fringe. She let him hold her.
“I thought we lost you,” he said.
“I’ve got too much to live for to go out that easy,” Jane said and Garrus looked up at her.
“I will not make anymore jokes about catching rockets with my face,” he said and Jane laughed, wincing slightly at the pain. Garrus got up and cupped her face. She turned her head up and they kissed. It was gentle and sweet. Gratitude to life played between them.
“You’re not getting a victory by my abdication that easy, Vakarian,” Jane teased and he gave her a look.
“I will start making rocket to the face jokes if you start making that a joke,” he threatened.
“I’m here, Garrus,” Jane said, pulling his hand to press to her chest.
“You’re not in the shape for that,” Garrus teased and Jane realized she had caused his hand to cup her breast. She smacked his chest and kept his hand over her heart.
“I am definitely not,” she sighed. They stood for a moment before Ash knocked.
“You’ve got more visitors,” she called and Garrus nodded.
“I’m glad you’re alive, Jane,” he said as he turned for the door. Jane let him go.
“I am too,” she said and the door opened. Jane honestly expected Kaidan but was shocked to see James with not only Javik but also Anik and an obviously pregnant Jaimini.
“Jaimini, you didn’t need to come,” Jane said and the Prothean female approached her, hugging Jane and shocking her.
“You are not allowed to die until the living Prothean people are allowed to repay you for saving our race,” Jaimini scolded before placing something into Jane’s hands. Jane stared at it for a moment before her eyes widened and Jaimini grinned.
“The production has begun,” she said.
“We’ll be able to detect indoctrination…” Jane said in wonder. “How many? When will they be installed on the Citadel?”
“The Citadel is already completely covered and all indoctrinated individuals have been removed to a secure research base to study a method to reverse indoctrination,” Jaimini said with a smile. “And not as many as we feared, barely three dozen agents. We stopped them early.”
“And your first question was how many,” Anik laughed. “They are being produced by volunteers. We have a few thousand finished with more being made as we speak.” Jane’s expression moved from shock to seriousness.
“We’ll need more,” she said and the Protheans all nodded.
“They also do more than just detect indoctrination,” Jaimini smirked and Jane stared at her. “They also block Reaper indoctrination signals.” Jane’s eyes widened.
“Amazing,” Jane said and Jaimini sighed.
“I wish the Protheans could take credit for that, but we cannot, a salarian and quarian team were the ones who developed that aspect from the data you provided from the Leviathan encounter.” she explained and Jane grinned.
“This is a game changer,” Jane said looking at the device.
“And you said she would like flowers,” Javik sneered at James. James smirked at Jane before holding out a vase with daisies. Jane chuckled with a smile.
“Not bad, Vega, almost as good a device that will help fight the Reapers,” Jane teased and James gave Javik a grin.
“See, Lola likes them,” James grinned and Javik rolled all of his eyes in distain.
“Your willingness to placate him disgusts me,” he sighed. “I expect better for your death than to be shot by surprise, Shepard. Do not repeat such mistakes.” Javik walked out after that.
“I’m touched by how much he cares,” Jane said and James chuckled.
“It is embarrassing to see him flirt with you so,” Anik commented and the four laughed.
“We will leave, we have seen you and shown you our device. We are always willing to aid you, Jane,” Jaimini said and Jane smiled.
“Stay safe, Jaimini, Anik,” Jane said and the Prothean took her hand to press to her stomach. Jane felt the movement. She smiled brightly.
“This life was possible because of you, Jane Shepard, do not give yours up so easily,” Jaimini scolded and Jane nodded as the Prothean let go of her wrist. “Get well, this galaxy needs you.” James saluted before the three left.
“Guess I’m late,” Kaidan said as they exited and he closed the door. Jane looked at him. He looked relieved.
“Guess I owe you an apology for missing dinner,” Jane said and Kaidan chuckled as he sat down. He held out his hand, she took it. His thumb running back and forth over her knuckles.
“You made it up to me by not dying,” he said. Pulling her hand up to kiss her knuckles.
“I was really looking forward to dinner,” Jane confessed and Kaidan smiled. He reached out with his other hand to tuck her hair out of her face.
“Ash actually got us a standing reservation,” Kaidan stated and Jane blinked.
“Ash did that?” she asked and he nodded.
“She said something about not wasting that dress and apparently went to the restaurant to reveal that the attempted coup on the Citadel was stopped by you, your brother, and ourselves before she mentioned our reservation. So now we have a standing reservation, we just call and there will be a table,” he said and Jane blinked.
“Nice,” she said and he chuckled.
“Guess this Spectre gig does have its benefits,” Kaidan said and Jane nodded.
“Yeah,” she said as they held hands and just shared a look.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 27th, 2186 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial
“Jane Shepard?” a trilling voice asked and Jane looked up from the book her brother had brought her to see Kolyat standing in the doorway. Jane smiled at the young man.
“Kolyat,” she greeted waving the him inside. EDI had passed on that Thane was in bad shape, while the injury was healed much like her own, but his Kepral’s Syndrome was advancing. Kolyat entered the room fully and Jane wondered if Thane was gone. “Is he…”
“He wants to say farewell while he still can…it will be soon…” Kolyat stated with a sorrowful look.
“I’ll contact my brother, he went to get some coffee. Go be with your father. Spend all the time you have left with him,” Jane said. The inside of her nose tickled with tears and she knew her eyes were glistening. Thane was dying. Kolyat nodded and turned to leave. Jane pulled up her omni-tool and called John. “John…Thane’s going…he wants to say goodbye to us. Get here as soon as you can safely.”
~*TF*~
John was silent as he pushed Jane’s wheelchair. He had to admit he didn’t know the Drell that well. They had talks onboard the Normandy, about both their lives but they weren’t very close. He did respect the man. He’d done bad in his life but he had done his best to make up for it. In the end he had saved the lives of the council. He hoped this wouldn’t make Jane any worse but he knew it would mean a lot to say their goodbyes. In the end he was a father who had done everything he could to protect his son from making mistakes he had. John respected that. As they reached Thane’s room the door opened. They waited for a moment as a nurse left before John pushed Jane through.
“Shepards, I’m thankful you made it. He asked me to take off his oxygen mask so he could be comfortable. I don’t think it will be very long,” Kolyat said in a tone of acceptance. Apparently, the young drell had accepted his father’s mortality better than Jane was. Her eyes were red rimmed already.
“He helped save a lot of lives,” John said, pushing Jane fully to the side of Thane’s bed. Jane reached out to Thane’s hand.
“I’d like to be here,” Jane said and Thane looked at her, gently taking her hand as he looked at the two Shepards with a gentle paternal look. It suited the drell. “I’m sorry. I should have shielded you.” Jane felt the guilt building in her heart. Thane chuckled before coughing.
“Excuse me. Breathing is difficult. I am glad to see you live,” Thane said, smiling. “I saw you go down. I heard your words. I saw your brother’s face and I feared for you both.” Jane tightened her hold on his hand.
“It was my fault that you were hurt,” Jane started, her nose becoming red, and Thane hushed her.
“I knew what I was doing. You both did very well. Tell me, are the remaining councilors alright?” Thane asked.
“Yes, Father. The remaining three are alive thanks to you and the Shepards. Udina instigated it. He is dead,” Kolyat stated and Thane smiled more.
“That assassin should be ashamed. He had his marks and let them go to play games with you. A foolish bet,” Thane chuckled before coughing more. “He couldn’t even kill one and I was half dead at that time.”
“Thank you, Thane, we couldn’t have saved them without you,” John said, his hand on his sister’s shoulder which was trembling.
“There is something I must do before it gets worse. I must…” a coughing fit took him and Jane let a few tears go. She could feel it. Death was coming for their friend. She held his hand and he squeezed it before giving her a look as he caught his breath. He closed his eyes. “Kalahira, mistress of inscrutable depths, I ask forgiveness. Kalahira, whose waves wear down stone and sand…” More coughing, this time as Thane squeezed Jane’s hand she could feel the weakness.
“Kalahira, wash the sins from this one and set them on the distant shore of the infinite spirit,” Kolyat continued the prayer. Thane looked at his son with deep pride and love in his eyes.
“Kolyat…you speak as the priests do. You have been spending time with them,” Thane said with a smile. Kolyat nodded and moved to stand between the twins.
“I brought a prayer book. Shepards, would you care to join me?” he asked and Jane nodded instantly.
“Kalahira, this one’s heart is pure, but beset but wickedness and contention,” Kolyat said, pointing to a verse.
“Guide this one to where the traveler never tires, the lover never leaves, the hungry never starve,” John said, keeping his voice even as he felt sad this man was slipping away. This felt surreal to him. He was sad this man was dying but a small part felt relief it wasn’t his own sister.
“Guide these ones, Kalahira, and they will be companions to you as they were to me,” Jane said, her voice rough with emotion. Thane turned his head, his breathing growing shallow. He didn’t have long. “Kolyat…why did the last verse say ‘they’?” Thane’s hand relaxed in Jane’s. Not long.
“The prayer was not for him. He has already asked forgiveness for the lives he has taken. His wish was for you two,” Kolyat explained. The trio remained in silence until Thane’s breathing stopped. “Thank you for being here.” John took Jane out of the room as the doctors moved in. Jane letting tears roll down her face as her brother rolled her down the hall.
“Please take me away from here,” Jane pleaded, her voice thick with emotion. John squeezed her shoulder, being a silent pillar as he wheeled his sister back to her own room.
‘One recovers, one dies,’ John thought to himself as he pushed the wheelchair. ‘How many more will be hurt or killed before this is all over?’
~*TF*~
Earth Date: November 29th, 2186 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial
“God, I wish I could have something real,” Jane muttered poking at her tray with a disgusted look on her face. Dr. Aulus told her that she was going to be discharged tomorrow. She was able to stand and walk, but only for a few minutes, she felt weaker than normal. Not unexpected for over two weeks on her back. Still, she was alive, she just wished they hadn’t had to pay such a high price for saving the Council, Thane’s passing was still on her mind.
“After I get you home tomorrow I’ll get some supplies,” John noted as he read his messages on his omni-tool. “Cook you some real food. I think there’s a place near the apartment that’s importing human staples.”
“I would kill for Dad’s Cowboy Casserole,” Jane moaned and John nodded.
“Noted,” John said. He scowled as he deleted a message. “We have you set up in the first-floor bedroom. No stairs and a half bathroom next to it. It’s by the kitchen so I’ll stock it with a couple pints of peanut butter chocolate ice cream. After I move out the exercise equipment and set up a tv.”
“You’re going to force fat on me.” Jane grumbled but already craving the ice cream and John didn’t even bother to look at her. “Don’t take out the exercise equipment, I’m going to need PT.”
“AFTER bed rest for a week. Light movement for a-” John began to rattle off the doctor’s orders yet again.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, but I will need PT, I’m not Snow White and a week unconscious means a week of atrophy,” Jane muttered waving her brother off. It was silent for a while as Jane ate and John caught up.
“Shepard where are you? We have an urgen-” Hackett’s voice cut off and John cursed as Jane glanced at him with a questioning look.
“Sorry,” John said, closing his omni-tool. “He set that one up to auto-play as soon as I opened it up.” John got up and stretched. “I’ll go get myself something to eat and check the rest. I’ll be back in a bit.” Jane scowled at John’s back as he strolled out of the room. She pushed her table away from the bed, annoyed her good natured, caring, well meaning, overprotective, babying brother was keeping something from her. She glanced around and saw the closet was partially open. She leaned slightly, wincing at the ache and saw a bag with her clothes in in it, more importantly, her own omni-tool. Nodding to herself she hit the button to call the nurse.
~*TF*~
“John Alan Shepard!” Jane snarled as soon as John walked back into the room an hour later. He saw the omni-tool in her hand and sighed. Of course, his good natured, caring, well meaning, thoughtful, nosey, bossy bitch of sister would poke her nose in work while she was recovering. “What the hell were you thinking?!”
“You were in a coma,” he said, not regretting a single decision he made.
“A medically induced coma. I’ve done that before!” Jane snarled and he mirrored her stubborn glare.
“Not after flatlining,” he replied and Jane let out a deep but clearly angry breath. Her biotics flickered around her, even without her amp attached.
“The galaxy doesn’t have the luxury of sitting around waiting for me to heal. I was safe! You should have been out there!” Jane hissed.
“I needed to be here when you woke up,” John countered and Jane stared at him.
“No, you fucking didn’t,” she said her voice cold. “You could have gone out there and done missions. Saved lives. Helped keep the Reapers back.”
“You needed me,” John snapped and Jane fought the urge to scream.
“Your ability to do anything for me ended the second the surgical team took me,” Jane said, pinching the bridge of her nose. “Once I was stable you should have gone on the missions. You did nothing to help me. You stayed by my side for you.”
“Oh fuck you Jane!” John snarled. “Do you have any idea what it was like in that ambulance?! I literally held your hand as you died! You honestly think I’m going anywhere let alone millions of miles away to handle shit for the Alliance military?!”
“It wasn’t just for them!” Jane snarled at him as her monitors beeped a warning at them. “There are people out there who needed help. Help that we could have provided. With me out on my ass, you should have been the one standing up for them! God damn it, John, what do you think I did when you were spaced?!”
“That’s not the same thing!” John screamed at her. “Jesus Christ, you didn’t know where I was! Hell, you thought I was dead! Of course you could go off to fight the fucking fight! You were here which means this is where I’ll be too!” Jane felt that like a slap. Did he really think she felt free with him being MIA? Her heart monitor beeped again.
“No shit it isn’t the same thing! Knowing where I am means you know I am in the safest fucking place in the fucking galaxy right now!” she hissed. “Our situations are NOT the same. You know I’m stable. I’m healing. I’m coming back! You are choosing not to help people! I want to go out there and complete some of these fucking missions but I literally cannot! But you CHOSE not to!” Her monitors began to beep alarmingly and constantly.
“Oh, you’re fucking nuts! Those missions don’t mean shit when it comes to our family! The Citadel was supposed to be safe and you got shot! The safest place for you is with me right here!” John shouted.
“You were right there when I got shot!’ Jane countered. “Fat lot of good that did!” John reeled back.
“Oh, you fucking bit-!” John bellowed just as an asari nurse barged in followed by a Krogan security guard.
“By the Goddess what is going on in here?” She shouted, hurrying to Jane’s bedside. “Spectre you need to calm down! Your system is severely taxed and you need to relax!” The nurse turned to glare at John. “And you! Get out until she’s calmed down! This is a hospital!”
“Fine,” John snarled storming for the door, and brushing by the Krogan.
“Do not come back until those missions are done!” Jane screeched after him. John stormed down the hall to the waiting area, not even noticing as Liara was following him. As he reached the thankfully empty waiting room he seethed. His hands clenched and unclenched as he stared at cheesy little hospital motivational poster.
“John. John!” Liara called and he turned to face Liara. He saw the look on her face, understanding but concerned. “Let it out John. Just let it go.”
It was exactly what he needed to hear. With a screamed of hurt and rage he whirled around and punched the framed poster. There was the sound of shattering glass and a crunch as he punched through plaster, burying his fist and arm up to the elbow into the wall. He felt immensely better.
“Why does she do this?” John growled and yanked his hand out, dripping blood and plaster dust onto the floor.
“You know why,” Liara soothed as she came up behind him. John sighed and turned his lover, wrapping his arms around her. It was quiet for a few minutes.
“I’m going to take care of these missions,” He said after a few minutes.
“I will take care of Jane,” Liara said instantly and John sighed in relief.
“Thank you,” he said and kissed her. Liara pressed herself into him for a moment before they separated. “I love you.”
“I love you too John,” Liara said. “Now go do what you do best.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 3rd, 2186 CE
Location: Silversun Strip, Citadel
“You should be careful,” Liara commented as Jane headed up the stairs with the bag. Jane gave the asari a look. She had been hovering the entire time, from the hospital when Jane was discharged to the cab ride, to the walk to the building and up to the apartment. Liara had insisted Jane ride a wheelchair the entire time. However, Jane had drawn a hard line and was now making her way upstairs. Blasto was watching from the kitchen, looking as amused as a varren could.
“It was very sweet of you and John to try and give me a nice room, but neither of you noticed that the only way I can shower is to go upstairs anyway,” Jane said, holding back her frustration.
“Your wounds…” Liara started and Jane gave her a look. She took another few steps up the stairs, she would be tired going up, but a hot shower would be worth the effort.
“Liara, I did not need any transplants. My surgery was a success. I need the exercise and John has you living his paranoia about my health vicariously. I am begging to let me go upstairs and take a shower before I pull a Jack and biotically throw things around this apartment,” Jane said and Liara sighed.
“Do you want me to help?” Liara asked. Jane groaned.
“Oh my God, go message John and just tell him what I am doing!” Jane cried out as she finished heading upstairs to the right bedroom. It was bigger than the downstairs bedroom and most importantly, had a walk-in shower. Jane shut the door and began to strip. A delicious, hot shower was needed. Liara was going to be pissed when Jane got out. Once the heavenly shower was over, Jane locked the door and then called Hackett.
~*TF*~
“Actually I should have thought of that,” John admitted. “If she wasn’t being so much of a bitch I would have been there to carry her upstairs. Typical Jane making it harder than it needs to be just to prove her point.”
“She’s been insisting she have some exercise for the past few days. That argument you had in the hospital kept her in there for a few more days. The doctor even threatened to sedate her if she didn’t calm down,” Liara said with a sigh.
“Bet that went over well,” John noted.
“Actually, it worked to calm her down. Though she did glower at Garrus when he chided her for setting herself back,” Liara noted and John let out a pleased bark of laughter.
Jane was silent, using everything she could to keep Liara from hearing her leave. The Asari was making the call to John from the office. Jane slowly moved down the stairs farthest from it as she eavesdropped on the call. Hackett had granted her permission to assume desk duty in Human Councilor’s office if she had been up to it. Jane felt she was but didn’t want to have the discussion for it. As she reached the base of the stairs, she saw Blasto laying at the bottom of the stairs. He gave a soft whuff at her, as if chastising his mistress.
“I’ll be back boy, be quiet,” Jane ordered as she headed for the front door. The varren cocked his head as if considering before turning and heading for the office.
“Traitor,” Jane muttered heading out quickly. As she requested Ash was waiting for her, looking amused.
“Jailbreak?” Ash laughed as Jane hurried down the hall.
“Shut it, get me to the presidium,” Jane muttered as Ash laughed.
“Yes ma’am.”
~*TF*~
“Captain Shepard, good to see you,” the turian C-Sec officer commented as Jane approached the Human Councilor’s office with Ash following.
“Admiral Hackett arranged for me to come here and take a secretarial role in the office,” Jane reported and C-Sec nodded.
“We were informed to regard you as the de-facto Human Councilor when it came to administrative work,” he nodded and Jane entered the office with Ash next to her.
“Wait, you’re taking over the duties of the Human Councilor?” Ash cried and Jane sighed.
“It is only administratively, I have no authority. This is mostly because I am on desk detail until I get my medical approval to return to active duty,” Jane grumbled.
“I guess it makes sense since you have Spectre authority and you are trapped on the Citadel anyway,” Ash commented and Jane nodded.
“The office already was investigated and they got all the information they needed about Cerberus and Udina’s dirty dealings. I’m clear to use the office to run human operations for Citadel space…for now,” Jane sighed as she quickly opened a terminal and saw the collection of missions and messages. “Oh fuck…”
“Ooo, that’s not good…” Ash commented and Jane scrolled. “Oh my God…there are so many…”
“Get Kaidan, you two will go through and prioritize missions. I’m going to contact an engineer friend. I need to make a custom VI for this,” Jane sighed looking at all the messages. “Or eight. I hope they don’t look like Javik…” Jane sent a message to Kajal and hoped the Prothean could get her some VI to help her organize this clusterfuck.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 6th, 2186 CE
Location: Normandy Sr-2, Mid transit
John hit the release on his armor and sighed in relief as it separated from his chest. He grunted as he eased it off and set it on the table. He hissed to himself as he moved and pulled his shirt off. He glanced down at his chest where a large black and blue bruise was spreading.
“I fucking hate Atlases,” John muttered before closing his eyes. Shaking his sweat soaked hair he winced as he remembered the lumbering titan aiming at the civilians they were evacuating on Benning just minutes ago. He’d drawn its attention with a well-placed shot but he’d been too close. He’d gotten caught in a whirling backhand that had sent him crashing over a barrier. James had taken the opening though and blown open the cockpit before shooting the pilot as EDI had evacuated the civilians to the waiting shuttle.
“Jeff estimates four hours till we hit the relay with another six after the jump to our next mission,” EDI informed him as she approached. John nodded.
“Good that’s just enough time to see Doctor Chakwas in the med bay and get some sleep,” John said wearily. “Thanks EDI.” John headed for the elevator, ignoring the concerned look James was sending him.
“Why is he pushing himself so hard?” James wondered to himself. However, the AI answered him from her mobile body.
“Shortly before our journey, he had me plan the shortest route possible to complete all missions awaiting him,” EDI explained. “I believe his purpose is to get back to his sister as soon as possible.”
“With just me, you and the Normandy crew?” James exclaimed in surprise. “But there are over a dozen of these left!”
“Some are just simple retrieval missions such as extracting Elcor from Dekunna,” EDI explained. “I believe he is going ‘push through the pain’ as it were,” EDI noted.
“Can he do that?” James wondered.
“From what I have seen of the Shepards I believe he can.”
~*TF*~
Location: Human Councilor’s Office, Citadel
“This actually suits you,” Javik commented as he entered the room with Anik and Jaimini. The three Protheans had been pleased to find that Jane was now trapped in an easily accessed area for them. Jane sat behind the Councilor’s desk in an office casual dress.
“I heard you have given the two human Spectres your ship,” Anik commented with a grin.
“I did not give them my ship. I ordered them to deliver your Reaper Indoctrination Detectors and Signal Blockers to various sites of strategic importance,” Jane commented. “I ordered the crew of my ship to transport said Spectres and devices.” Three VIs were working on sorting messages from the Alliance and human colonies. The VIs were programmed to send messages on to the Admirals most appropriate for specific locations and issues. Jane was helping to manually program them for more complex inquiries. She was going through the more difficult issues and figuring out which non-human personnel to contact on certain issues, passing on strategic intel to the Council, and managing certain lower level issues. Right at that moment she was looking at a Council issue dealing with the refugees on the docks.
“A good use of resources,” Javik commented.
“I’m shocked you didn’t go with them,” Jane commented and Javik made a noise.
“They are making deliveries and unlikely to see combat,” Javik huffed as he sat with Anik and Jaimini. Jane approached the three wondering if Javik had turned traitor on her and been drafted into this seemingly endless parade of ground personnel who had been shadowing her. Ever since Jane had started working in the office, she had found someone waiting for her. Whether it was Garrus dropping by in the morning with coffee then walking and talking with her the entire way from the apartment to the office or Liara stopping by the bring her lunch or a rotating cycle of others walking with her to the shuttle home and some even riding with her to the apartment it was getting annoying. Sweet but annoying.
She knew John was behind it and suspected Liara was in direct control, but Jane would not complain, John was working hard to complete missions that had built up that were…Shepard level priority. If John was making up for doing nothing while Jane was unconscious, Jane could keep from complaining about the babysitters he had following her.
“What can I help you all with?” Jane asked and Jaimini sighed.
“We have the materials for constructing the devices, however we need more people to construct them,” the female Prothean commented and Jane blinked before smirking. Jaimini grinned at the human’s expression. “You just thought of something.”
“How hard is it to actually build those devices?” Jane asked and Jaimini was clearing overthinking it.
“Javik and I can both make them with a minor tutorial,” Anik said and Jane grinned.
“I have a great idea. Get some materials and a few of your engineering team and meet me on the docks holding area,” Jane said and all three Protheans nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 13th, 2186 CE
Location: Human Councilor’s Office, Citadel
Jane was reviewing a proposal for a resource trade with a salarian colony and a human colony while the VIs did their thing. While the VIs were cutting down the backlog, there was a lot that needed a person to solve.
“Wow, you look like you belong there,” a voice said and Jane looked up, she had been so focused in reading the proposal that she had never heard the door open. She smiled as she saw Kaidan approach.
“How did it go?” Jane asked as Kaiden smiled at her and Jane started to get up but he held up a hand to stop her.
“Don’t get up,” he said and Jane gave him a look.
“I’m doing fine with my PT,” she said and he chuckled as he reached her and placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her back to sit. He moved to take the chair across the desk.
“We delivered all of the devices,” he said and Jane smiled.
“Excellent, we’ll be ready to send out the next shipment tomorrow,” Jane said and Kaidan looked shocked.
“Already?” he asked and Jane smiled brilliantly.
“We came up with a very beneficial solution,” Jane explained. “Come with me.”
“Can you leave?” he asked, noting the VIs around the room. Jane nodded.
“Now’s a good time for a lunch break anyway,” she said as she moved around the desk. Kaidan got up and watched as she headed out. The dress was similar to the office administrators he had seen in the Citadel before, except Jane’s dress was in Alliance blues. She waved at one of the secretaries and let her know the two would be out for lunch. Kaidan noticed Jane was slimmer. The week unconscious had done some damage, but she looked healthy, just thinner than normal. “It came to me when the Prothean team stopped by to visit me when I took over the administration duties.”
“What did?” Kaidan asked as Jane summoned a taxi. She turned to him with a smug expression.
“The refugees,” Jane said and Kaidan stared at her. “Recruiting refugees to work the war effort here on the Citadel.” Kaidan blinked. “So many of them are trained in engineering fields. How much harder is it to train them to assemble the devices as long as we get them the supplies?” Kaidan’s eyes widened as they got into the car.
“How many volunteers?” he asked and Jane grinned.
“I first put it up to the Protheans and we visited in a small group. The Prothean engineer team showed how to assemble the devices and the refugees were quick to start spreading the word,” Jane explained as the taxi took off. “It was like providence. So many volunteers showed up that the Prothean team literally could not bring enough supplies. I used Spectre authority to get more materials and the team informed me that we were still short supplies. I took it to the Council and they fully invested. Council forces are sending materials and the refugees are tearing through them.”
“It took the Prothean team a month to make all the devices we delivered,” Kaidan said and Jane smiled again.
“It took the refugees a week,” Jane said and Kaidan stared as it hit him.
“This could change the war,” he said in awe. The taxi arrived and the two got out. The refugee area was transformed. The memorial was still up but the long area was no longer a lounge area, it was instead a production line. The medical areas were maintained but there was a clear arrangement. Certain people were assembling parts while others were running materials from the various cases. People filling massive carriers with boxes. There were even refugees acting as guards. The attitude was different. The sorrow was not suffocating, instead there was an attitude of defiance and vengeance. People were doing what they could to fight back. Kaidan turned to Jane to speak only to see the look on her face. She looked proud and protective. A Valkyrie looking over her chosen heroes in blessing.
“Jane, you’re incredible,” Kaidan said, she looked at him in surprise. The look of adoration on his face brought a blush to Jane’s face.
“This is all I can do for now, but this is hope,” Jane said. “Let’s go get something to eat.”
~*TF*~
They sat at a table on the Presidium looking at the scenery after their meal.
“Those devices block the Reaper indoctrination signal,” Kaidan muttered and Jane looked at him as she sipped her water. “I wonder if there is a way to use it to disrupt their communications.” Jane sat back and thought about that.
“I don’t have the engineering knowledge to make a guess if that is even possible. Can we jam the communications of AI that advanced? We’d have to talk to EDI about that,” Jane sighed. A mother walked a child along the shops and Jane’s eyes played over the child.
“Did you mean what you said?” Kaidan asked and Jane looked at him.
“What did I say?” Jane asked and Kaidan gave her a serious look. He took her hand and stared at it.
“After Udina shot you, before you lost consciousness. The last thing you said to John was that you wished you got to be a mother,” Kaidan said and Jane blinked. “Do you really want to be a mother?” Jane looked up at that.
“Yes. I’m not the most maternal woman, but I’ve always wanted a family,” Jane said as she held Kaidan’s hand. He looked very serious.
“This war…it makes it hard to look to the future,” Kaidan said and Jane looked at him.
“That’s why it is important to look at what we want most in this life,” she said as she squeezed his hand. Kaidan sighed and looked at the child.
“I…I don’t know if I’ve ever considered the idea,” Kaidan said and Jane blinked at that.
“Your family is so close…” she started and Kaidan shrugged.
“My parents only had me due to the eezo exposure. They were scared to have more so I grew up worried about the eezo effects,” Kaidan explained. “When I went to BAaT, I wasn’t really thinking about a family. As I was in basic I guess I got used to not being…romantically attractive. Biotics were still concerning and with my migraines…”
“Not everyone judges their partners that way,” Jane said and Kaidan looked at her.
“You were…so different,” Kaidan said. “I can’t say I wasn’t thinking about a life with you…but then the Normandy…” Jane squeezed his hand again.
“Kaidan, just because I have thought about it and you haven’t, that doesn’t mean anything. You were raised worrying about the cancers and the tumors. My family didn’t even realize there was an exposure. My parents died without knowing I was a biotic. Of course I was going to think about family at a young age. Colonists always do,” Jane said and Kaidan stared at the child again.
“The future is so unknown,” Kaidan sighed and Jane looked at the child who smiled brightly at a flower.
“With or without a war, the future is unknown. For me, children are the hope of the future,” Jane said. “I want to be a mother, but I’m a little busy to be pregnant right now. Speaking of which, I should head back.” Jane stroked his shoulder as she got up and headed towards the taxi call station. Kaidan watched the child and thought about children. He really had not ever considered the possibility.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 17th, 2186 CE
Location: Citadel, Presidium shops
Liara and Jane walked with Garrus holding Blasto’s leash to the side. The turian had refused to let Jane walk the varren in the crowded area when he had shown up at Liara’s request. Liara quickly moved to lead the trio into a large auditorium.
“What’s this?” Jane asked in surprise. Liara glanced at her.
“John called it a flea market,” Liara noted. “When you mentioned wanting to go out and do something I was reminded of this. We can walk and you can move easily. Plus, if you need a break there are places rest.”
“Liara, I’m not made out of glass, I’m probably at sixty percent now, no matter what some people think,” Jane said giving Garrus a pointed look.
“I know, but John is worried about you,” Liara commented and Jane smiled.
“I wouldn’t know, he hasn’t contacted me even after I sent him an update about the refugee production,” Jane sighed. Liara nodded.
“He mentioned that he wasn’t ready to talk to you,” Liara stated and Jane sighed as she looked at some of the goods. The flea market was so strangely familiar. The set up was like the ones back home and yet, there were alien vendors with wears from other worlds. Jane noticed distinctly human products and even a few antiques. “I’m sorry I’ve gotten between you again.”
“Liara, I’ve forgiven you and the issue happening is between us, it’s not you. It’s between John and I only this time,” Jane said and the asari looked at her.
“I caused you both a lot of trouble with keeping you in the dark,” Liara said and Jane smiled.
“I guess you’ll have to make it up as my sister-in-law,” Jane joked and Liara blushed. “I’ll make John propose again. Properly.”
“He doesn’t…” Liara started and Jane shook her head.
“Oh no, he needs to and with Mom’s ring,” Jane said and Liara blinked.
“You have your mother’s engagement ring?” she asked and Jane shook her head.
“Yes and no. Mom’s body was recovered and we were returned the ring. We keep it locked up in a safe back on the farm,” Jane said and Liara stared. “Liara. John wants you as his wife and you make him happy. You were the only one who could calm him down when I was in surgery. I accept you and I will make my brother propose properly.”
“Thank you, Jane,” Liara said.
“Now let’s see this flea market,” Jane said as she began to look over the strange things.
“Mind if I join you?” Garrus asked and Jane took his non-Blasto arm as they looked over the tables. Jane noticed Liara cry out in joy at something.
“What do you have there?” Jane asked, coming up behind the Asari. She was curious as to what the Asari was exclaiming over.
“Movies!” the Asari exclaimed happily. Jane glanced and noted the pile Liara had accumulated in front of her. All of them old and classic movies from that defunct company.
“I forgot you and Tali binged those,” Jane noted picking up one of the cases. “I didn’t know these had been transferred to data chits.”
“It was easy once people got a hold of the original source files,” the seller explained. “Someone found one of the old plus service servers. I guess they bought some of the property in Orlando. I spent time downloading them from places on the extra net. I process them here and play them so people can see it’s the real deal.”
Jane glanced behind the man and saw a large cartoon genie dancing and singing in a cave on the screen behind him before turning to Liara.
“How many are you getting?” Jane asked.
“All of them!” Liara chirped and Jane rolled her eyes before smiling and moving on. A few tables down Jane noticed a collection of paintings. A view of the Presidium with the Krogan statue was lovely. The salarian behind the table was working on another painting.
“How much for this?” Jane asked and the salarian gave her a look before doing a double take.
“Spectre Shepard!” he cried and Jane smiled.
“You always find fans,” Garrus sighed and Jane gave him a look.
“Oh hush,” she said before turning back to the vendor. “This painting is amazing, how much?”
“For you it’s free!” the salarian cried and Jane gave him a look. “Sorry. I’m a big fan! I got into painting because of the Spectre Strong vid!” He dug through a few paintings and held up an older painting. Jane stared at a photorealistic painting of her, her biotics around her. Her face a bloody ruin as she held one hand out.
“Whoa,” Jane said and Garrus made a noise. “What?”
“Too real for me,” Garrus admitted and Jane touched his arm.
“I’m still here, Garrus,” she said and he nodded. Jane studied the painting before looking at the salarian who looked between her and Garrus worried. “You are an amazing talent. Please, how much for both?”
“What?” both Garrus and the salarian cried out.
“That landscape is just so relaxing to look at, it looks like the water in the fountain is moving and my biotics in the other look ready to flicker at a moment,” Jane said. “Please, let me buy them.”
“Uh…sure, um, I don’t know…” the salarian said and Jane chuckled as she took his hand and transferred funds.
“Would you like a picture with me?” she asked and he yelped.
“Yes!” he cried as he quickly got an orb. Jane placed the paintings in front of them and he used a drone to take the picture. “Thank you!”
“No, thank you. Keep painting. You’re amazing,” Jane said and the salarian glowed as she and Garrus walked on.
“Should I be worried?” he asked.
“You should worry more about Vega. He bought me Get Well flowers,” Jane teased. Eventually the two met up with Liara after buying Blasto a large bone from a batarian who seemed very pleased to see the animal.
“Liara, can I ask you something?” Jane inquired watching the Asari place her latest purchase in her bag from another vendor.
“Of course,” Liara answered, handing the vendor a credit chit.
“Why are you buying so much human media?” Jane asked, gesturing to the large selection of music the Asari had just purchased. “Don’t you want to share some of your music with John?”
“I have,” Liara noted before sighing. “However, it isn’t as varied as human media. You have dozens of selections. Country, rock, operatic, big band and dozens more. Asari culture isn’t as varied. You mostly have our version of singing and music which resembles your opera music or techno music. The same for your visual media. I find myself enjoying it much more. Plus, your traditions. Dozens of ceremonies and religions that have evolved over centuries. Asari culture hasn’t strayed much from the Goddess.”
“Do you enjoy it as an archeologist or because of John?” Jane wondered. Liara stopped and thought for a moment, Jane stopping as well.
“I believe both,” Liara said after a few minutes. “John was kind enough to share some of his favorite songs growing up and something in them just spoke to me. Moved me unlike music I had heard as I grew up. It’s a part of him I enjoy and that we share with each other fills me with such longing to immerse myself in it. For example, he mentioned Christmas. A religious holiday that still holds meaning for Christians but many others celebrate it as well because it also represents family, love and to give to each other freely. I cannot recall anything in Asari culture that even comes close to that.”
“I know it’s one of John’s favorite holidays,” Jane noted. “He loved going out into the snow to cut down a tree and bring it back with our Dad. Then decorating it with the family. As we got older Mom and Dad would sit on the couch, holding each other.” Jane laughed. “They both would tell us to hang ornaments on the tree as they drank coffee and say they were supervising.”
“I would love to experience that,” Liara said, a dreamy tone in her voice. Jane shook her head to clear the memory and looked at Liara. The Asari was smiling softly, her eyes had a faraway look in them as if she was imagining it. It made Jane feel warm to see such an expression on Liara’s face. The memory of their own mother and father watching them with the Christmas tree helped to impose the happiness on her mother’s face over Liara’s. Oh yes, Liara was the one person for John. Liara had not hesitated to help Jane, no matter how Jane had fought, Liara had been with Jane for John. Liara shared with her brother as much as he did her. Jane could see it now. Coming over to visit her brother, seeing little girls running at her, shouting “Auntie Jane.” Jane wasn’t sure when it had happened but Liara was family now. Not because John was in love but because she had become a part of them. Shepard in all but name and blood.
“You know I think we can do something like that,” Jane declared making up her mind. A way to apologize to John and Liara. “Christmas is a few weeks away, not enough time to get anything extravagant but something just for us. A few gifts, a fake tree, some ornaments. I’m sure we can find the things we need here.”
“A gift for John?” Liara mused, smiling. “I think I know just the thing.”
~*TF*~
Jane stared at the gift and smiled. Oh yes, Liara was meant for John and luckily her idiot brother was smart enough to grab this woman and hold her tightly. They headed back to the apartment and Garrus stared at the various bags they had bought.
“What is Christmas?” he asked and Jane smiled as she stood next to him.
“In the Christian tradition. It is the celebration of the birth of the main figure of Christianity. A human named Jesus Christ. Now scholars believe that our current celebrations developed over the millennia as more individuals were converted to the religion. It is very likely this man was born in spring, but due to many humans celebrating the solstice on our planet, the Christians set up the celebration based on the winter solstice. So in the religion, we celebrate the birth of Christ as a way of hoping for redemption,” Jane explained and Liara was clearly listening it.
“So the trees?” Garrus asked.
“The solstice celebration,” Jane explained. “Bring life into the home to hope spring would come again. Christians now decorate it how they want. Some people get funny decorations, some get decorations that children enjoy. Other’s get decorations that mark important events. At the farm there is a decoration with John and my baby picture to mark the year we were born. Some people buy decorations for places they travel.”
“I have noticed many human shops sell small decorations based on the different planets and the cities on certain planets,” Liara commented and Jane nodded.
“I doubt either John or I would do a travel decoration tradition. We’ve gone pretty far,” Jane laughed. Garrus looked at the gifts.
“So the gifts are like birthday presents but for the different people you care about instead of the religious figure,” he said and Jane nodded.
“Exactly,” Jane said. “We’ll order some food and do something nice for Christmas. I know just the recipes.”
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 25th, 2186 CE
Location: Silversun Strip, Tiberus Towers, 0700 hrs
John trudged wearily down the hall. He was exhausted. He’d pushed his crew and himself to the edge. They’d finally finished their last mission a few days ago and set course right back for the Citadel. They hadn’t spoken much during the trip home though he noted James had started calling him Loco more often. He didn’t even know what time it was let alone what day it was. He was just looking forward to checking in on Jane and crawling into bed for the next twelve hours or so after a piping hot shower.
So, he was understandably shocked as he let himself into the apartment he shared with his lover and his sister to find it filled with cheery Christmas music. John blinked as he stepped inside and dropped his rucksack by the door. He made his way in, noting a decent sized artificial Christmas tree decorated with a few wrapped presents under it and stockings over the fireplace with Blasto snoring away on his back next to the fireplace. It even seemed like there was a scent of pine as well as sugar in the air. Along with the music he heard two familiar female voices that were talking to each other, happily he might add. In a kind of surreal shock he headed for the kitchen to find them cooking, both in robes Jane’s red and Liara’s white.
“Much has changed since I have been away,” John stated startling both women. “Long have I been at the front that world is no longer as I knew it.”
“John!” Liara exclaimed happily, hurrying from around the counter. She threw her arms around him and gave him a searing kiss. John returned it and after a few minutes they separated. John glanced at Jane, expecting to see annoyance and disgust but was surprised to see her smirking at him, happily.
“Don’t you like it?” Jane noted. John glanced around, not seeing much in the way of more decorations besides the occasional small knick-knack.
“Its…nice.” He said, still a bit bewildered as he made his way to the counter to sit on a stool.
“I’m just glad you got here before dinner tonight. We’ve invited the whole crew,” Liara noted. “Oh! I’ll be right back!” John watched her go, watching her move and loving the way her white robe fit.
“Perv,” Jane teased and John blinked. And it got weirder because that didn’t sound disapproving more like…happy? He glanced up as Jane slid a cup of coffee in front of him as well as a small plate with a few cookies on it. He recognized the cookies even though he hadn’t had one since Mindoir.
“I love you, John. I know it had to be hard to see what happened to me with Udina and I am very sorry for how I treated you. You are my family and I love you. I should never have spoken to you like that,” Jane said as she took one of the cookies, a peanut butter blossom. Their mother made them every Christmas and only at Christmas. Jane loved them and swore she would make them all the time when she grew up when they were kids. “Liara loves you and I am sorry for making you think you had to deal with us separately. We’re a family and once she has our last name she’ll be my sister officially. But we both know we are already a family of three.”
John didn’t know what to say. He honestly didn’t. Jane had apologized. Sincerely and completely apologized. Jane. Apology. Liara. Family.
John’s mental thought process could be summed up easily as thus:
Error, John Shepard program has failed. Would you like to reboot?
Yes brain. In safe mode. Just accept this new reality and move on.
John got up and moved around the counter. He hugged his sister to him tightly.
“Apology accepted,” he said quietly. Jane let out a soft little sob and hugged him back. “You silly little bitch.” Jane’s sob turned into a laugh. After a few minutes Jane let go and turned back to her cooking. Liara hurried back downstairs and John blinked at what she had. It was an ugly Christmas sweater, made of a mix of blue, green and red. What amused him more was the black text on the front and back. The front said ‘I am a Shepard,’ while the back said ‘and I carry a big gun.’
“I am not wearing that,” John grumbled and Liara, Liara of all people, actually pouted.
“We all have one,” Jane muttered wrinkling her nose. “I told Liara about ugly Christmas sweaters and she bought each of us one.”
“What does yours say?” John demanded and Jane’s face pinked as she blushed.
“The front is the same but the back says ‘and I show up fourteen minutes later’,” Jane grumbled and John snorted in amusement. He turned to face Liara who was still holding the sweater out to him expectantly. He sighed and took the sweater.
“Let me go shower and change,” he sighed as he headed for the stairs. “I should have stayed on the front.”
Jane ate her cookie and returned to preparing food.
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
“Oh my Gawwwdd. Yes, yes, YES!”
Tobias knew better. As he really did. As he passed by Belle’s office in the studio he pointedly ignored the female moans and cries as he strode by. They had been friends for over twenty years and he knew exactly what to do when people fed Belle the exact responses she wanted to her cliffhangers. He walked right the hell by and turned the corner. He was halfway down the hall before he passed Iron Bull and James.
“Where are you two going?” Tobias asked. The two men stopped to answer him.
“The boss lady has meeting scheduled with us this morning,” Bull answered. Tobias raised an eyebrow as he considered. On one hand he could warn the men. On the other either Belle planned this or she completely forgot. Either way given her current state…
…meh. Tobias wasn’t the kind to knowingly cock block, man or woman.
“Just head right on in, I just passed her office earlier she’s free,” Tobias said cheerily. As he walked away he smirked to himself. A few minutes later sounds of something crashing and Belle’s thirsty shouting echoed throughout the studio.
“YES! BEEFCAKES! COME TO MAMA!”
“Wait what?!” James cried.
“I’MMA CLIMB ME TWO MOUNTAINS!”
As sounds of Belle’s…well Tobias wasn’t sure what to call it, echoed throughout the building he pulled out his cell phone, dialing Aerith.
“Aerith please call the rest of the studio staff and give them the day off. And schedule cleaners for tomorrow. Plus medics for Bull and James.”
“Medics? What for? And why tomorrow?” Aerith asked and Tobias sighed.
“Snoo-snoo related injuries.”
OMAKE 2
“So what are we going to do about Conrad?” Toby asked.
“Who now?” Belle replied as she watched the refugees producing the Reaper devices.
“You know you have to do another round with Conrad,” Toby scolded.
“Do I have to?” Belle whined.
“Hey, you’re the one who kept including him,” Toby said. Belle groaned.
“Fine! I’ll put him in the next chapter! Thank God I’ll have to do something different since Cerberus was different,” she muttered as she walked away.
“How much did you tip Conrad to bug her?” Garrus asked.
“Not as much as you would think,” Toby grinned.
OMAKE 3
“And IIIIIII will always love Huuuuuuugh!” Belle and Toby sang.
“What is up with them?” Traynor asked. Everyone of the cast and staff were watching Belle and Toby atop the wall keeping the shipping wars isolated. The two authors were as drunk as skunks and signing joyously.
“Apparently two of their favorite actors are teaming up for a movie in a couple of years,” Varric replied.
“So why are they butchering Whitney Houston?” Jane asked.
“You should have heard when they butchered Wham a few minutes ago,” John muttered.
OMAKE 4
Jane’s eyes focused on the target. She moved slowly. She needed to be silent. Smooth. Undetected. The guard moved and Jane froze. She could not be caught. The guard resumed normal actions and slowly Jane slipped down behind cover. The room was open, but there was enough cover if she was patient. A door opened and Jane slipped underneath a gap. It was tight.
“Anything up?” a male voice asked.
“Nothing. Just getting every cleaned up before I head to bed,” a female voice replied. “You planning to join me?”
“Oooo, is that an invitation?” the male voice purred. Ew. But a good distraction. Jane quickly slipped from cover to cover. The target was withing reach. Jane took a slow, shallow breath. She did not need to be caught this close to success.
“Anything up with the perimeter?” the female voice asked.
“A broken fence panel, not a problem. We’ll fix it tomorrow when it is light,” he said and then the disgusting noises of kissing. Jane made a face and smiled as she reached the target. She carefully, and as silently as she could, pulled the target towards her. She spared a look to see the couple making out. She made a face of disgust before pulling the plate into her hands and quickly running back to her room.
“Did you hear that?” Papa Shepard asked as he looked around.
“Hear what?” Mama Shepard replied as she looked up at her husband.
“Was one of the kids around?” he asked.
“You know neither of them could keep from going ‘ew’ if they saw us kissing,” she replied. They returned to kissing, neither noticing the missing plate of peanut butter blossoms on the counter.
Notes:
Toby Note: So John did a lot behind the scenes this chapter. I didn’t want to just do a straight re-write of the missions but he completed a lot. Cerberus Attack, Cebrerus Abductions, Cerberus Fighter Base, Fuel Reactors and Communications Hub. Plus, all those simple and easy retrieval missions like saving the Elcor, the Kaklisaur Fossil, Code of the Ancients, Book of Plenix, etc. John was definitely throwing himself into his work. I actually had something else entirely different planned for it but I recently felt like it just wasn’t a good fit. Then I thought I could do the same thing of wearing John out and showing how much he cares about Jane and this just emerged. I hope you folks enjoyed it. It’s very sappy and full of family bonding but I think they really needed it.
Belle Note: This chapter got very delayed. Toby actually got this to me in October but combinations of work, holidays, and a cold zapped me for writing potential. Hopefully the wait was worth it.
Chapter 39: The Faithful Prayers of a Righteous Mother
Summary:
Jane and John take time to bond with their respective paramours while Jane prepares to return to active duty. They must return to actions on different missions.
Notes:
Automatic Disclaimer: We do not own the rights to the Mass Effect or any other referenced copy righted material.
Belle's Note: First, I apologize for the delay in this chapter. Life got hard for both Toby and myself. Anyway, I always have trouble coming up with titles for chapters. As this chapter contains one of my favorite characters, I wanted to pick a good one. I’m sure the title is a give away for this character, Samara. Also, post Citadel II it was inevitable. In ME3 this is one of my favorite missions, however, I was shocked the first time when I headed to the monastery because I recalled the line “I have three daughters. There are three Ardat-Yakshi in existence today.” I must have played ME2 a dozen times before ME3 came out, so when you go to the monastery and it is not only GIAGANTIC but also had a pretty decent population of Ardat-Yakshi I was confused. I ignored this because it was a terrifying mission as this was where the Banshees were initially revealed. I loved it. The setting starting in the dark was terrifying. The screams coming from elsewhere and the player knowing something bad happened but not what. That horror of seeing how the Reapers changed the Asari. Whoa. Especially since we got such nightmarish imaginings as the Husks, Marauders, Cannibals, and Brutes. Seeing what would happen to Asari was horrifying. I loved it. However, with the Leviathan DLC, this mission is kind of spoiled. Prior to the DLC you never see a Banshee until here or Thessia. So the reveal was important. We already revealed the Banshees exist, so let’s see how that changes things for our Shepards.
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
Earth Date: December 28th, 2186 CE
Location: Silversun Strip, Tiberus Towers, Citadel
John slowly opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling for a few minutes feeling awake and alert and hating every moment of it. He turned his head to his left and glanced at the small alarm clock on the nightstand. Zero two hundred twelve stared back at him in red. He scowled at it and grumbled. He turned to his right and found a better sight. Liara was sleeping peacefully next to him, laying on his right arm dressed in a white silky number that he vowed to buy more of for her in a variety of colors. For reasons. He gently extracted himself from her and slipped out of bed. He made his way into the bathroom, making sure he closed the door behind him. He quickly took care of his morning routine, scowling at himself as he stood in front of the mirror at one point. His skin had been properly healed for a while so he didn’t see the glow under his skin but he could see thin lines all over his body. He’d had his tattoos restored awhile back so despite the additional scars he looked much like he did before his death. He peered at himself and could still see the faint red glow behind his eyes if he looked for it. He grunted and moved to step into the shower. As he finished up he couldn’t help feeling irritated. He couldn’t sleep in anymore. In fact, he got less sleep than before. Ever since these implants he barely slept four hours anymore and lately he barely got two hours. His mind raced at night from thoughts about the war, things he had to do, people to save. Even last night despite Liara distracting and exhausting in the best of ways he still barely slept. He didn’t feel exhaustion physically so much thanks to his implants but his mind felt raw. He’d been getting a dull headache lately on and off he recognized from exhaustion. He got them when he’d stayed awake for too long or function on too little sleep. Despite trying to sleep in his body couldn’t.
He quietly slipped from the bathroom, drying off as he walked to the dresser he rifled through it for a decent set of clothes. After he found something to wear and gathered up his laundry and Liara’s in a laundry bag. Making a note to himself to install a washer and dryer into the apartment somewhere he left a note on the nightstand on Liara’s side that he was dropping off her laundry at the building’s auto-mated service. He pressed a kiss to her forehead, the Asari not even stirring. He quietly made his way out, heading by his sister’s room on purpose. Her bedroom door was closed so he moved on.
As he walked downstairs Blasto padded out from the kitchen, a very large bone in his jaws. He stared at John for a moment and John returned the stare. Eventually the varren snorted at him and made his way to the fireplace. He flopped in front of it to gnaw at the bone. John had to admit the animal was starting to grow on him. John headed out, taking the elevator down to the ground floor. He stopped by the laundry service, grabbing a blank tablet he programmed his apartments information and what laundry was inside the bag. He clipped the tablet onto the bag’s end and dropped the bag into the chute. He watched from behind the window for a few minutes as the robotic arms activated and grabbed the bag. As it opened and sorted the clothes his omni-tool beeped. He checked it and saw an estimated delivery in two hours. Sighing he turned to leave but instead of heading into the apartment he found himself heading outside.
As soon as he left the apartment he was hit by the loud sounds of the strip. Even at this hour it was packed with people moving out and about. He made his way down the strip, deciding to just walk. He wanted to take his mind off things and try to exhaust himself. He walked, taking note of the things he passed, giving Armax Arsenal Arena a scowl, looking at the arcade with interest and passing the casino. A few minutes later something caught his attention. A bunch of people were walking down a side alley to the get to the other side where some more casinos were along with dance clubs. Curious he walked down the alley and noticed a few smaller shops and restaurants. Some of them looked interesting and wondered if he should take Liara here. There was another alley to the left, running between two buildings. He stopped and peered into it.
The alley was well lit and properly kept up. In fact, there was a C-Sec station at the end of the alley that remind him of kōbans every time he saw one, noting it was similar principle. What really caught his attention was the red, vinyl Japanese lantern handing outside a set of shoji doors. His interest peaked he headed down the alley. He slid the door open and looked in. It was a simple restaurant with a U-shaped counter with a cook area in the back. There was a Japanese man wearing blue with a white apron. He was speaking to a Turian who was eating something that appeared to be a traditional Japanese dish. There were a couple of Asari seat on either side of the corner and an older Krogan on the corner side with sake bottles in front of him. There was a human couple at a table to the right. It was small but cozy.
“Ah, welcome!” The man in blue said. “Please choose a spot.” John blinked and his stomach decided to spur him forward by rumbling. John shrugged and stepped inside, sliding the door behind him. He made his way to the left past the Asari and sat at the corner.
“So what can I get you?” the owner asked as he made his way over. John looked around and didn’t see a menu.
“I’m not sure,” John began hesitantly. “What can you make?”
“Anything of human fare,” The man said with a pleasant smile. “I have ingredients of both levo and dextro. And if you bring something I don’t have I can still make it for you.”
“Coffee to start and…” John trailed off, stumped. He had expected a menu and suddenly being able to ask for anything he was drawing a blank. He honestly didn’t know what to order.
“Gyudon with egg. Not-sweet.” The Krogan rumbled. John looked over at the large man who met his eyes and nodded in certainty. John turned back to the owner who smiled encouraging at him.
“Grudon with egg. Not sweet, please.” John parroted. The owner nodded, placing a coffee cup in front of John, filling it from a pot before placing a cream and sugar select next to John’s cup. As he moved into the back John fixed his cup as he liked it. He focused on the cup as he listened to the man cook. The Asari started talking, seeming to take up a conversation they must have had before John walked in. The couple in the corner got up and place their dishes on the counter, placing a credit chit next to it. They called out their goodnights to the owner who bid them well. The Turian resumed eating and the older Krogan got up. He picked up one of his bottles and ambled around, squeezing by the Asari and plopped himself down by John.
“You look like a man with the weight of the world on his shoulders,” the Korgan rumbled and John chuckled.
“Just a bit,” John replied. The Krogan hummed but said nothing. John glanced at him and saw up close the Krogan had a large selection of scars all over his body. His skin was faded and pale, his plates greying. The Krogan noticed Johns’ look and smirked.
“I know it’s rare to see one of us actually get this old, isn’t it?” The Krogan joked and John couldn’t help but smile.
“I didn’t want to presume,” John said, taking a sip of his coffee.
“That’s fair. Still Krogan of my age we take pride in making this far. Only one other I know of is older than me and he fucked off somewhere with his granddaughter,” the Krogan said proudly. “Do you know how I made it to this age without dying?”
“I have a feeling you’re going to tell me,” John noted and the Krogan laughed finishing off his bottle.
“I take moments like this,” the Korgan said and John blinked. “I sit somewhere that isn’t a dive. A quiet place to just sit and relax. I have a meal, I have a few small drinks and take them in.” He waved a hand at the Asari and Turian.
“Them?” John questioned.
“Civilians.” The Krogan explained. “We do what we do to save as many as we can. We do the things they can’t or won’t to let them have the peace we never will have again.”
“Peace?” John muttered. The owner placed his order in front of John just then. He looked down and saw a bowled of white rice topped with large chunks of beef mixed with onion and egg. It smelled amazing and John’s mouth watered. “Thank you.”
“Enjoy your meal,” The owner said and was drawn to the Asari who each ordered a bottle of warm sake.
“Peace,” The krogan continued as John dug in with the provided chopsticks. “We have the sleepless nights, the aches and pains, the long days and tough choices to make sure they never know the horrors we do. Take a moment when you can to just rest and listen.” John ate quietly and pondered his words. As he did he heard the Asari talking. They were talking about their day, laughing and talking about a customer they both had who was goofy but sweet. How nice he was compared to the others at the club who treated them with respect. The door opened another customer walked in who appeared to be a regular who greeted the owner warmly. After he ordered they chatted about the customer’s son who was doing better in school. As they did John got what the older man had told him. This, this was what he was working for. Not just his family but all the other families. This made the sleepless nights have meaning. John sat there eating quietly as the Krogan next to him got up. He nodded at John who returned it. The Krogan set a chit on the table and made his way out, calling out his own goodbyes. For the first time in awhile John felt relaxed and his exhaustion lifting.
~*TF*~
A wave of hot gross breath hit Jane in the face and she groaned as she rolled away from where Blasto’s mouth was aimed directly at her face. The carrion smell of Blasto’s breath was not something Jane was unused to, but she still hated it. She looked at the clock. She blinked as she saw it was a little after nine in the morning. It was way too late. She was getting tired of Liara and John closing her door so that Blasto couldn’t wake her up at her usual time.
“You have to be hungry,” Jane commented and Blasto’s tongue popped out of his mouth as he looked up at her. Yep. “You finally figured out how to open the door?” The varren gave her a blank look and Jane rolled her eyes. After getting dressed Jane walked out of her room and the varren followed. Jane closed the door and then gave the sign to open the door. Blasto moved carefully to use his nose to press the tiny door button. The door opened. “Good boy. You’ll get extra. Don’t let those mother hens keep letting me sleep in.” Blasto might accept bribes, but he knew who actually loved him.
As Jane moved downstairs she could hear the sound of exercise in the weight room. John was not sleeping. Liara had mentioned it in passing. Not good, if Mordin were still around...Jane felt the pang of sorrow. She would contact Dr. Chakwas about monitoring John’s sleep schedule. Instead Jane needed to butter her brother up. There was one trick up her sleeve.
~*TF*~
“What are you making?” John asked as he exited the exercise room. Jane looked over her shoulder at him.
“Mom’s pancakes,” Jane replied.
“They smell right,” John said as he sat down and Jane smirked.
“Damn right they do. I’ve been working on them for years,” she said as she flipped the pancake. She grabbed a plate and loaded him up with some. “You still want eggs?”
“Sure,” John said and was shocked to get couple of eggs over easy already. “You were timing me. What do you want?”
“Came up with an idea,” Jane said. “The Mindoir Review helps with mercs and slavers, not very useful for what we are doing now. The Terminis Tactics does great with Collectors, but same problem as the Mindoir Review. We’ve got Reaper forces now. I was thinking we could put out what we know for the ground forces.”
“Reaper Tactics,” John nodded as he started to eat.
“Pretty much,” Jane suggested. “I have the office down here set up for us to write. I pulled up a bunch of my Kuwashii footage up. I figure we could get a basis written in a couple of hours.” John thought about it.
“Sure but let me shower real quick first,” he said and Jane grinned.
“I’ll grab your grub and you meet me in the office. You can watch the footage and eat while I type, I need to head into the Councilor’s office for a few hours after lunch,” Jane said.
~*TF*~
Jane was pleased to see that the VIs were almost perfectly sending messages on to the Alliance personnel best suited for the needs in the messages. There were still messages that needed a human to determine destination, but the volume was massively reduced. Jane would be able to pass on to Hackett that a trusted Alliance official would be needed to clear the inbox daily, otherwise the VIs were capable enough to cover Udina’s absence for now.
“Hey, how do you feel?” a voice called and Jane looked up to see Kaidan at the door. She smiled.
“I feel pretty good. I think we are at a functional level here,” Jane said and Kaidan smirked as he approached.
“You free tonight?” he asked and Jane looked up. “You owe me a sushi date.” Jane smiled at that.
“You know…I think I am free,” Jane said as he approached.
“The warden going to let you out?” Kaidan asked and Jane thought about John. Her eyebrows furrowed before she grinned.
“You know, I think I know an Asari who has been begging to go out. I think a little push may be in order since the warden is on a little break and I need a little bit of time to freshen up,” Jane said and Kaidan smiled.
“I’ll come by to pick you up at nineteen hundred,” Kaidan said and Jane smiled as she sent an email to Liara about dragging John out for a night out on the town.
~*TF*~
“John?”
“Hmmm?” John said, not really paying attention. After working on the Reaper Tactics with Jane he’d stayed in the office to work his paperwork. Even with the war going on he still had to file and read reports, read intel, even give his own opinion on subjects the Council and even other Spectres asked of him. He tried to stay on top of it but some of it was downright depressing. This Spectre wanted to know if he had any advice about working with an Alliance crew and the Council had just asked for his review of Jane’s capabilities.
“John, you need a break,” Liara said placing a hand over his pad. John blinked and leaned back.
“Liara, what are you doing?” John asked in puzzlement and annoyance. The Asari sighed and gently took the pad from him.
“John, you’ve been in here for hours,” Liara pointed out and John stared at her for a moment and before rubbing his eyes. He glanced at the clock and realized he’d lost almost six hours.
“I’m sorry Liara I was just trying to keep on top of this,” John said gesturing to his paperwork.
“I think you need a VI assistant,” Liara said softly, giving him a concerned look.
“I had considered it but I think they’re too easy to hack,” John noted and then scowled. “Plus, I really don’t like that they look someone. I especially hate the illegal ones of me. Like what Jane has.”
“Yes, well I considered getting one of you myself before I hired Nyxeris,” Liara said flushing a bit.
“Oh?” John said in amusement, leaning back in his chair with a smile. “May I ask what version?”
“No, you may not,” Liara said, her blush deepening as she remembered the Chippendale John example she’d seen. “I think you need to take a break. Would you take me out for dinner and dancing tonight? Just us.”
John studied her and sighed. She was right he had been working pretty hard lately and should take a break. He actually felt a bit guilty. If Liara was asking…
“Where would you like to go out tonight?” John asked and Liara smiled.
~*TF*~
The door signaled and Jane headed down in her outfit. The outfit she and Ash bought was form fitting in all the right ways, lifting the bust, flattering the waist, and giving the rump a nice shape. Jane had even put her hair up and done make up. Kaidan better appreciate the effort. She opened the door and the look on his face was worth every second she spent carefully putting on the fake eyelashes.
“…nice outfit…” Kaidan managed and Jane smiled.
“When’s the reservation?” Jane asked, thinking about inviting him in for a quick drink. Kaidan shook his head as if to wake up and smiled, offering his hand.
“In about twenty minutes, we should leave now,” he said.
“I doubt the warden will allow me to give you a tour after dinner,” Jane sighed and Kaidan smiled.
“We have time,” he said as Jane took his hand and they headed down to the skycar.
“Nice rental,” Jane teased and Kaidan smiled.
“Well, let’s face it. It’s not as good as driving the Mako, but it’ll still be fun,” he said and Jane chuckled as he opened the door for her and helped her into the passenger seat. It was a lovely drive to Ryuusei Sushi and even more impressive when the Maître D’ approached them before they even entered the line to escort them to a lovely table with an impressive view of the ward. Kaidan pulled Jane’s seat out for her and expertly slipped it in for her.
“I don’t think I have been abusing my Spectre status nearly enough,” Jane chuckled and Kaidan nodded.
“I’m a little worried about what Ash said to these people now,” Kaidan confessed as he took his seat. It was an intimate location with privacy screens behind them both. Kaidan held out his hand and Jane took it as she looked at him. His thumb ran over her knuckles as he just looked at her and she smiled at him.
“What are you thinking about?” Jane asked as he stared at her intently.
“Let’s wait until we have our food, I don’t want to be interrupted,” Kaidan said as he looked at the approaching waitress. The asari waitress gushed over the two Spectres before taking their order. It was rather large but Jane had long ago learned to order what she needed when it came to food, being a biotic burned a lot of calories. Once the food arrived Kaidan asked the waitress to leave them be for a bit. Jane took a bite of the most delicious sushi of her life and realized she was in trouble. No sushi would ever be this good. They nibbled a bit before Jane looked at Kaidan again. Their eyes met.
“So, what’s on your mind?” Jane asked. Again, Kaidan offered his hand over the table and Jane took it. He looked out over the wards.
“Last time we spoke, you talked about kids,” Kaidan said and Jane nodded. Kaidan’s eyes seemed concerned.
“Not a lot of information is known about second generation biotics,” he said. Jane looked out at the Wards. Human biotics were still young. The oldest only in their mid-thirties. Few had children and most of those children were under the age of six. Even still, the rate of biotics having children with other biotics was even lower as many feared increasing their children’s rates of cancer.
“We’re still learning about the effects of biotics on humans,” Jane said. She had read a lot about it. It looked like fertility was not at risk, but many biotics were so scared to pass it on, many were choosing not to have children at all. “You really weren’t thinking about children when you thought about a future?” She looked at Kaidan and he met her eyes.
“It wasn’t a major goal. I was thinking more about marriage. Long term career goals. Things like that. It’s hard to have two high ranking Alliance members in a marriage,” Kaidan said and Jane smiled at that. The Alliance curse. Many people married in the Alliance, but most commonly one would retire or the two would divorce.
“So…who did you see leaving their uniform between us?” Jane asked. Kaidan looked down.
“I didn’t see either of us doing that,” he said and she blinked.
“You really didn’t think about kids,” she said and he blushed slightly.
“Kids weren’t a big goal for me,” he confessed and Jane blinked at that. It was so strange to her. Maybe it really was a colony versus Earth-born difference in thinking, but she knew a lot of spacer born people who were about kids too. “Honestly, I never really thought about being a father before our last talk. I didn’t know you wanted to be a mother.” Jane squeezed his hand.
“I mean…colonists always think about the next generation, especially the first-born generation. Do we stay on planet and continue our parents’ work or do we go into space again?” Jane said as she looked at him. His eyes were intense as he listened to her. “I wanted to go off planet to become a doctor and then come back to Mindoir and set up a clinic. I guess I always thought I would be a mother.”
“Until the raid,” Kaidan commented and Jane paused. Her budding biotics had made her panic but that was because she would have to go off world for training. After the raid she had been in fight or flight mode so much. No, when she thought about retirement, she had always through of a husband, a home, and children.
“No…even after the raid,” Jane said to both their shocks. Kaidan stared at her.
“You thought about being a mother even as an N7?” Kaidan asked and Jane looked at their hands.
“Not consciously. It wasn’t a desire or goal I was set out on,” she said and Kaidan got that. There were many an Alliance woman who wanted kids without the partner and would enjoy wild nights on the weekends and when she got in the family way wouldn’t reach out to the potential fathers but instead either set up the Alliance childcare or retire and go civilian. “But, when I think about retiring from the Alliance, I think about a homestead, a husband, and adult children coming home to visit.” Kaidan blinked at that. He never thought about retirement.
“I’ve never considered retirement,” Kaidan stated and Jane stared at that.
“You plan on following Hackett’s footsteps?” she teased and he thought about it.
“I guess you are right, I figured I’d be career, but I never considered beyond the Alliance,” he said and the two stared at each other. Jane said nothing for a bit.
“I think you need to think about that,” Jane said and Kaidan nodded. They slowly returned to their meal.
~*TF*~
John had to admit that despite everything he was a lucky man in some respects. He wasn’t much of a dancer but when Liara had stared at him with those eyes as she waited for his answer, he had to give in. The words from that older Korgan early this morning still rattled inside. All day they had stayed with him. Helping Jane write the Reaper Tactics, spending his own time clearing e-mails and paperwork, listening to Liara as she worked with Glyph. It had been a much-needed peaceful day. Now here he was standing by the bar in the club watching the woman he loved as she danced.
Liara was out there with a bunch of other women, her right arm and hand up in the air, her left hand holding up a bunched-up bit of her dress, lifting the edge of her dress to not get it caught on her feet. Liara’s eyes were closed as she danced, letting the music guide her movements. John had a small smile on his face as he leaned on the bar behind him, a drink in his hand as he just watched. Liara opened her eyes and smiled at him. She beckoned him out onto the dance floor and he knew he had to join her. He set his drink down and pushed away from the bar, moving out to join her. Liara smiled as he wrapped his arms around her.
“I’m not much of a dancer but for you I’ll make a fool of myself,” John said as they began to move.
“Just being here with you is enough,” Liara noted. John grinned at her as she moved in his arms, grinding against him. They just danced for a while, touching and caressing each other.
“Keep this up and I may ravish you the second we get home, despite Jane being there,” John rumbled. Liara turned around and gazed at him with heated eyes.
“I want you, you can be quiet can’t you, John?” Liara murmured. John slid his hands to Liara’s waist and pulled her into himself, hard. Liara gasped before John kissed her in a soul searing kiss.
“We’re going home. Now,” John growled after they parted.
~*TF*~
“Think the warden noticed your escape?” Kaidan asked as they approached the apartment door and Jane smiled.
“My omni-tool hasn’t blown up with angry messages, so I think the distraction worked,” Jane chuckled as she looked at Kaidan. He reached out to her and she let him pull her into a hug. His warm back under her hands, the feeling of his chest against her breasts, even the smell of him was comforting. She looked up at him and Kaidan moved smoothly into the kiss. It was gentle like she was breakable. The kiss was surprisingly chaste. He pulled away and hugged her to him. She tucked her face into his neck and the slight brush of his stubble against her cheek as he rubbed his cheek against hers. Kaidan made her feel delicate. They slipped apart and she caught his cheeks in her hands bringing him down to kiss once more. His hands landed on her waist.
“You should go, John will skin me alive if he catches me,” Kaidan said his hands slipped away and Jane watched him go. He paused to look back. “Let me see you get in safely.”
“I am the first female human Spectre,” Jane commented.
“Who is recovering from a nearly fatal injury,” he replied back and Jane shook her head as she entered the apartment, waving as she let the door close behind her. Blasto was sleeping in front of the fireplace. The varren looked up at her, yawned, and went back to basking in the warmth.
“Some guard dog,” Jane chuckled as she listened. She could hear something from upstairs. Fuck. John and Liara were in the upstairs sitting area. At least they hadn’t noticed Jane was missing…yet. She moved toward the exercise room, missing a man’s shirt that had been tossed to the floor by the stairs. Jane had stashed some clothes in the closet, hidden behind some blankets and other bedding. She carefully changed out of the nice dress. She would leave it hanging in the closet and get it later. She went into the half bath and as quietly as possible, she washed her face, slipping the fake eyelashes into her pocket. She headed into the kitchen and got a container of water and a glass before Blasto huffed at her. She looked at the varren and grabbed one of the bones she bought for him. She gave him the bone before she slipped quietly up the stairs, Blasto behind her. She moved towards her room, when she noticed a slinky blue and white dress on the floor. Jane’s brain lurched to a stop, denying what was on the ground when Liara let out a guttural moan. Jane instinctively looked to her left and felt blood drain from her face. John had Liara pinned against the bookshelf closest to his room, one arm holding one of Liara’s legs up against his hip while the other hand was on the shelf next to her head as he kissed her. Liara was clad in only white stockings and a garter belt. John was shirtless his pants were down by his feet. He was-
Jane shuddered in horror as her brain caught up to her eyes as to what she was seeing. She stuck her tongue out as she made a disgusted face, shuddering. She did NOT need to see that. She quickly slipped into her room, leaving the door open long enough to let Blasto in before she closed it. She would need to disinfect everything in the house. Who knows where they did that when she wasn’t there.
~*TF*~
John kissed Liara’s shoulder as they lay cuddling in bed. The woman moaned softly in exhaustion. He ran his fingertips over her crest as she snuggled into him, he glanced at the alarm clock. Twenty-two hundred forty-eight. He turned his attention back to Liara and caressed her body as she drifted to sleep on his chest. John felt pleasantly exhausted. As he held her, he stared at the ceiling. He felt content, just lying here in his home with the woman he loved in his arms. As he drifted off to sleep, he hoped that for once he might get the rest he needed.
John didn’t wake up till a little after six hours of sleep for the first time in years.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: December 30th, 2186 CE
Location: Huerta Memorial, Citadel
“Well, it looks like I have to bid you farewell, Spectre Shepard,” Dr. Aulus sighed as Jane looked at him from the bench she was sitting on.
“Does that mean I get my ‘cleared for active duty’ status?” Jane asked and the turian doctor smiled.
“Looks like you pass the physical requirements. Though I suspect you’ve been training more than I would approve of,” he teased and Jane smirked.
“I would never admit to that, doctor,” Jane said and he chuckled.
“Go out there and save the galaxy, Spectre. But feel free to stop by and see me if you need a checkup,” he said. Jane blinked as he sent her his private number on her omni-tool. Best not to let the men in her life know her physician was hitting on her. Jane smiled and headed out before sending a message to both the Normandy crew and the Okinawa crew that she was cleared for active duty. She noticed an email stating that the first edition of Reaper Tactics was spreading across the galaxy to the Citadel forces. It made Jane pleased to know their tactics for fighting the various Reaper forces would be given to all those who were part of the fight. Jane decided to treat herself to a meal at the café Matriarch Aethyta was working at.
“Hey Kid,” Aethyta said as Jane approached. “Your brother isn’t causing my girl any trouble, is he?” Jane thought about the most diplomatic answer she could give to that.
“As far as I know, they are doing just fine,” Jane commented and Aethyta nodded.
“Glad you came out of that scuffle with Cerberus in one piece,” the matriarch stated and Jane smiled as she put in her order.
“I’m cleared for duty now, so I’m looking forward to putting that all behind me,” Jane commented. Aethyta nodded.
“Don’t put it far enough behind you that you forget to stay sharp,” Aethyta warned and Jane gave her a look.
“It’s going to be a long time before I forget it,” Jane said and the matriarch gave her an approving nod.
Once the delicious treat was finished Jane did a walk around the plaza.
“Captain Shepard, do you have a minute?” a woman asked and Jane paused.
“Can I help you?” Jane asked.
“Jordan Noles, E-Crimes. It’s an honor to meet you, Captain,” Noles said and Jane shook the woman’s hand. “I’ve got a saboteur hacking key systems. Power, communications…its’ bad.” Jane looked at Noles and realized what she needed.
“You stopped me not just because I am a captain,” Jane said and Noles nodded.
“You’re right, I’m going to need a Spectre to get this case solved,” Noles said and Jane looked at her.
“What can I do?” she asked and Noles smiled.
“Check out this console,” Noles said as she pulled up a screen on her omni-tool. Jane looked at it.
“It looks like a collection of access codes,” Jane said.
“Good eye. They’re batarian diplomatic codes…from back when they had an embassy on the Citadel,” Noles said and Jane made a face.
“Those aren’t Dramye are they?” Jane asked, concerned and Noles shook her head.
“No, the Dramye created a new embassy, they refused to use Hegemony property because they were worried about security,” Noles explained and Jane was relieved. Still those codes were a problem.
“How do we handle this?” Jane asked.
“If you can use your Spectre access to find them. I can shut them down,” Noles said and Jane took a breath.
“I’m running around the Citadel aren’t I?” Jane asked and Noles nodded. “I’ll head up to the Spectre offices and get things started.”
~*TF*~
Jane approached the final terminal that was used for the batarian codes. Jane contacted Noles’ communicator.
“Noles, this is where the last access code was used,” Jane said as she gave her location.
“What’s that, Captain? I’m losing your signal?” Noles’ voice broke up and Jane recognized the sound when a transmission is blocked with a minor device right as a gun pressed to her shoulder. Great. She could NOT let John, Kaidan, Garrus…the list was too damn long on people she couldn’t let know about this at this point. She looked over her shoulder and took a breath. Of course.
“Shepard,” Balak growled and Jane wished she put a bullet through his head…again.
“Balak,” Jane stated.
“You should have killed me on that asteroid over Terra Nova,” he snarled at her.
“I was thinking just that,” Jane commented as she kept her face mostly forward. Fortunately, Balak was currently aiming right at her shoulder, she could survive this…probably.
“I’ve been waiting for this. Everything that has happened to my people is your fault,” Balak said.
“All I did to you was stop you at Terra Nova,” Jane commented.
“Yes. After you ruined my plans, my government accelerated research efforts on the Leviathan of Dis!” he snarled and Jane’s eyes widened at that. Everyone had assumed that the Reaper invasion had taken over Khar’shan, but if what Balak was saying was true, indoctrination would have already crippled the Hegemony before the Reapers even reached Khar’shan. “Based on your reaction you already heard of it.”
“I have. It is a Reaper corpse. And your people didn’t know that indoctrination can still happen in the presence of a dead Reaper,” Jane said.
“Yes, looking for a way to reclaim our place as the true power of the galaxy. Hundreds of our best scientists were enlisted…” Balak’s voice was filled with emotion.
“I also imagine more than a few government officials too,” Jane said.
“Yes!” Balak sounded angry at that.
“And all of them were indoctrinated,” Jane continued and the gun remained steady. Balak was a fighter, Jane couldn’t shake him emotionally.
“When the Reapers reached Khar’shan, our own people betrayed us. Defense grids were deactivated. Ships fired on allied targets. We were destroyed from within…because of you,” he snarled. Jane was slightly insulted. She literally had nothing to do with the Reapers attacking Khar’shan, but then, Balak had lost more in this war than Jane.
“I didn’t destroy your people, Balak. The Reapers did that,” Jane said.
“You are the Terror of the Hegemony. We were a proud race, a beautiful race! Have you seen what the Reapers have done to us?” Balak demanded.
“You know the Dramye have an embassy here on the Citadel because I helped them,” Jane said. “Your race is not gone and I have seen what the Reapers do. They do it to all of us.”
“Dramye,” Balak snarled as he spat. “They are a pallid remnant of the batarian people.”
“They still share the majority of Khar’shan’s history. They play the traditional music. They tell the ancient tales. They even keep the history of the batarian people up until the Dramye Separation,” Jane said. “That’s not to count all the batarians who have escaped into safer spaces.”
“Those who escaped owe their lives to me. While I am trapped on this Citadel. Our warships only know the locations of Reaper forces because I’ve tapped Council transmissions.” Balak said, his voice tight with emotion. Jane hoped not all was hatred. “I am the highest ranking military officer left in the Hegemony. I can’t save my people! But I can end you. I can finish what your pathetic Counsellor started.”
“Balak, you have done all you do to help your people, but what does killing me truly accomplish?” Jane asked.
“Vengeance. The Bahak system…” Balak stated and Jane wished batarians were more logical.
“Besides the fact that they would’ve died when the Reapers showed up, you know that I got a message to the undercover Dramye forces and the evacuations that did happen happened because I gave them warning. You know that,” Jane said. “I’m part of the group uniting the krogan and the turians. We’re the best hope for this galaxy. You know that when it comes to fighting, we need the krogan, the turian, the human, and we need the batarians. We may not like each other, but when it comes to combat, we all know that the salarians and asari are not firepower forces. When it comes to war, only four races are combat experts, and our two races are two of those. If you care about your people…” Balak snarled in anger but the gun moved away.
“Aaargh! Our ships are yours,” Balak snarled and Jane wished she had a gun to put Balak down. Noles walked up to Jane narrowly missing Balak.
“Shepard. Are you alright?” she asked and Jane watched as Balak vanished into the crowd of workers assembling the Reaper indoctrination shields.
“I’m fine and I don’t think you will be having any more trouble with those codes,” Jane sighed. Noles looked back at Balak before her eyes widened.
“Is that…do you want me to arrest him?” she asked.
“I want you to put a bullet in his head…but we’re all making some sacrifices today,” Jane sighed. She would not be telling the overprotective men in her life that she had Ka’hairal Balak put a gun to her back ever.
~*TF*~
“How many defectors?” John was asking. Jane raised an eyebrow as she walked into the apartment. She moved inside the apartment to track down where her brother was.
“Unknown,” Traynor’s voice replied through an obvious call of some kind. “All we do know is that they’re hold up in an old facility on Arrae. I found the distress signal during a routine sweep of comm channels.” John glanced at Jane as she entered the office where John was taking the call.
“Prep the Normandy and signal the ground team to assemble in an hour,” John ordered. “I’ll be there shortly.” He terminated the call and sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
“Defectors?” Jane inquired.
“Cerberus defectors,” John explained and Jane blinked. “I guess more than us saw through the Illusive Man’s bullshit.”
“Us? I was never part of Cerberus. But seriously, do we have numbers on how many?” Jane asked and John shook his head.
“Only that they’re scientist who were working on some very important projects,” John noted with a sigh. He headed out of the office with Jane following. He made himself a cup of coffee. “The intel we could get on Cerberus’ plans is worth it.”
“Absolutely,” Jane agreed. “Still, we should bring the Okinawa too. Just in case we need the room.”
“I didn’t want to presume. Thanks,” John said and Jane nodded as Liara walked into the office.
“John, Jane. I need to talk to you both,” the Asari said and the twins exchanged a look.
“What’s up?” John asked.
“There’s an Asari colony under Reaper attack,” Liara explained. “They sent commandos to evacuate the facility but they lost contact with them. They requested you investigate.”
“Where is it?” Jane asked and Liara handed her the datapad she was carrying.
“Lesuss in the Mesana system,” Liara noted and Jane frowned.
“What is it?” John questioned, pulling up his omni-tool.
“The Asari Republics declared that system off limits. I’ve heard rumors only, mostly about Justicars going there,” Jane replied.
“Well given the Cerberus defectors are in a completely different system we’ll have to split up,” John noted.
“Liara, I’d like you to come with me to Lesuss if you would,” Jane noted. Liara nodded in agreement and John grunted at that.
“I need to get a biotic on my team then for the retrieval,” John noted looking over the team roster.
“Take Javik,” Jane suggested and John shot her a look. “I know you haven’t worked with him before John but he’s a biotic and a good soldier. You’ll need additional firepower if things go sideways.”
“James then and EDI’s platform for tech support,” John noted. “Plus, her access to Cerberus files will come in handy.”
“Its gonna be a busy week,” Jane said and John sighed in agreement.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Lesuss, Mesana
“So, what did you find out about this mission?” Jane asked as they took a shuttle down to the planet’s surface.
“I now understand why High Command wanted to hide it. We’re headed to an Ardat-Yakshi monastery,” Liara stated and Jane stared.
“Wait…like Samara’s daughter…Morinth?” Garrus said and Jane blinked slowly.
“Excuse me, I thought Ardat-Yakshi were extremely rare,” Jane said, pinching the bridge of her nose. Liara looked sheepish.
“That’s not entirely true,” the asari admitted. “While the disease is uncommon, Ardat-Yakshi are more often discovered than diagnosed.” Jane felt a headache coming.
“So…there are levels?” Jane asked.
“This sounds complicated,” Kaidan said.
“The gene can be either active or dormant. It is very rare that an Ardat-Yakshi is diagnosed. That rarely happens,” Liara explained.
“So Samara’s daughters being diagnosed is not how most Ardat-Yakshi are discovered?” Garrus questioned and Liara nodded.
“Can the dormant gene be identified?” Jane asked and Liara seemed a little more purple. The asari was embarrassed. Jane was not happy to see that, this was going to be a heavy discussion.
“With low accuracy,” Liara stated and Jane suddenly was worried.
“How low accuracy?” Jane asked.
“The dormant gene can only be identified with a thirty-four percent accuracy,” Liara confessed.
“Does that mean that it is identified in thirty-four percent of the cases it is tested in or…” Kaidan stated and Liara waved her hands.
“No!” Liara cried quickly. “The dormant gene looks very similar to another gene. Which means when an asari is diagnosed with that gene, there is a thirty-four percent chance to actually develop into an Ardat-Yashi.” Jane let out a breath.
“So, who’s in the monastery? Confirmed or suspected?” Kaidan asked and Liara looked more confident.
“The monastery is only for confirmed Ardat-Yakshi,” Liara explained and Jane gave a Liara a look.
“There’s only one way to confirm that,” Jane said and Liara nodded.
“While it is rare for Ardat-Yakshi to be diagnosed, it is not unheard of. However, testing for the gene is no longer routine, even in pure bloods like myself. I already know I don’t carry it,” Liara said and Jane thought about John getting his brain fried in the middle of sex. It would be how he wanted to go. She shook that thought out of her head. “Since the rate of pure bloods has dropped, many asari have gotten lazy with the testing. While some still do it is far from a majority. Those who do test and find the chance of the dormant gene, most will refuse to ever bond if they have it, or they will just…not meld while having sex.” There was an awkward silence as the other three realized what that meant.
“Wait…asari can do that?” Garrus asked.
“My people prefer to meld while mating because it is most natural and pleasant for us, but we can just have sex…it just…isn’t as…enjoyable,” Liara commented. “Needless to say, if an asari has the dormant gene and does not meld, she will not activate the gene. Thus, she would not be a risk.”
“But enough asari don’t test and do meld, killing their first partners,” Jane said and Liara nodded.
“It is either a euphoric moment or traumatic moment in the life of an Ardat-Yakshi,” Liara explained. “Many turn themselves in rather than face the Justicars.” Jane nodded at that.
“Even with the addictive nature?” Garrus asked and Liara smirked.
“Would you want Samara after you?” Liara asked and Garrus shook his head, twitching his mandibles in amusement.
“Not even for a little euphoria,” the turian said.
“I’m shocked the Justicars wouldn’t have all those with the dormant gene sent to the monastery,” Kaidan said and Liara looked at him.
“Knowing that the test is only a third effective of accurately identifying the gene is what prevented it. When the test was first developed, it was tested across many asari worlds. When it was discovered that two thirds of the results were for matrons and matriarchs who had living mates and children, the Justicars knew they could not rely on the test. It would be unjust to imprison those who were twice as likely to be an average asari than Ardat-Yakshi,” Liara explained.
“So what happened with the monastery?” Kaidan asked.
“The monastery sent out a distress signal. High Command sent in commandos to investigate it,” Liara explained.
“Ardat-Yakshi aren’t weak,” Jane said.
“Especially if they’ve killed,” Garrus commented.
“While their need to feed is strong, most Ardat-Yakshi are powerful biotics even with only one feeding,” Liara stated. “The commandos were ordered to purge the monastery to prevent even one Ardat-Yakshi from escaping.” Jane’s eyes widened.
“What is wrong with High Command?” Jane barked and Liara looked shocked.
“That danger that the Ardat-Yakshi present is…” Liara started and Jane shook her head.
“They called for help!” Jane cried. “They all agreed to live there and something is making them ask for help! Instead of coming to help them, your government is preparing to murder them!” Liara blinked at that.
“You don’t understand…” she started.
“How many Ardat-Yakshi have you fought?” Jane asked and Liara paused at that.
“You’ve only fought one yourself and these are my people, Jane,” Liara said and Jane looked at her.
“Are they? Because sending a strike team for a distress signal sounds pretty cold to me,” Jane said. “What would the commandos be doing?”
“More likely than not, scouting and if things looked grim, they would place explosives. Large ones,” Liara said. There was a moment of coldness but Jane wasn’t letting this one slide.
“Morinth was strong, but she wasn’t invincible,” Jane said and Liara looked at her.
“Morinth was just hitting her stride. Ardat-Yakshi who kill leave behind astronomical body counts,” Liara stated.
“But from how you say it, most of the Ardat-Yakshi at the monastery are not willing killers,” Kaidan pointed out and Liara blinked at that.
“That…is…true…” she said and Jane saw an opening.
“If they sent out a distress call and they are powerful biotics, it could be something really serious,” Jane said. “Why would the first priority be elimination?”
“High Command is worried about Banshees,” Liara said and Jane knew this was classified.
“Wait…does High Command suspect that Banshees are Ardat-Yakshi asari?” Kaidan asked and Liara looked more concerned.
“There have been two reports of asari commandos being taken by Reaper forces and processed into Banshees. Both those Asari had children,” Liara stated and Jane froze.
“So they had the dormant gene,” Jane said and Liara nodded.
“We are worried that the Reapers want to make stronger Banshees with the Ardat-Yakshi,” she explained.
“And the monastery thinks they are getting a rescue…” Jane sighed. “There is a level of morality here that I don’t like.”
“Same,” Garrus muttered.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Gellix, Arrae System, Minos Wasteland
“What’s the word?” John asked Javik as they reviewed the briefing as the shuttle moved to land on Gellix. “Do we know how long these scientists have been hold up out here?”
“We have no information on that,” Javik said brusquely. John made a thoughtful sound as he considered.
“Sir, I’m picking up chatter from a Cerberus squad engaging the supply depot,” Cortez called from the front. John moved up behind the pilot and scowled, seeing the screen.
“Engaging the scientists?” John muttered, not liking where this was going.
“And if I’m reading this right, more troops are on the way,” Cortez noted and John cursed.
“Okay set us down and get out of here. I need these scientists alive,” John ordered, turning to head to the back, the shuttle rocking a bit from turbulence as he moved. A few minutes later, the shuttle banked coming in for a sweeping drop off. As the doors opened John scowled at the sight before him. He saw several dead bodies, all in standard Cerberus issue for their science staff. There were Cerberus troopers scattered about in squads with one Atlas mech covering the middle.
“EDI overload the shield barrier generators and provide support. James, Javik with me, right up the middle as a wedge,” John ordered, stepping out of the shuttle as he unholstered his assault rifle. He hit the landing pad with a dull thud, charging in. He gunned down the closest squad quickly, James pinning down a squad to the left. Javik primed a grenade and lobbed it to the left. John blinked as the grenade exploded with biotic energy, sending another squad over the edge, screaming as they fell to their deaths.
“That’s a handy trick,” John muttered.
“It’s Shepard!” A Cerberus soldier shouted in panic.
“Which one?” Another cried back.
“The big one!”
“The big one, Loco?” James asked as they stormed down the ramp.
“New to me James,” John grumbled, skidding behind cover as the Atlas mech finally got turned around to fire at them. It rocked back as an electrical explosion hit it, bringing its shields down. Seeing the opportunity, John primed two of his own grenades and threw them. They exploded right in the large cockpit glass, shattering it. James raised up to shoot but Javik beat him to the punch. The Prothean lit up with biotic energy and stood up, firing a biotic field from his fingers. It hit the pilot and wrenched him from the cock pit. He hovered for a moment before being flung off the landing area to also fall to his death. The two humans shared a look before fixing Javik with a stare.
“Threat neutralized,” Javik said smoothly, strolling past as he holstered his own rifle.
“I like this guy,” John said after a moment before heading towards the scientists and James twitched. John checked the scientists not finding one alive yet. Then he heard moaning and headed closer to the door. There was a man leaning against the crates, holding his side as he moaned. There was a comm device nearby and someone named Brynn was repeatedly calling for someone to answer it. John reached over the grab it and clicked it on.
“This is Spectre John Shepard of Special Tactics and Reconnaissance. The enemy has been cleared. Open the door please,” John ordered. There was a pause.
“Why should I trust you?” the woman on the other end retorted.
“I’m here to help. Obviously,” John replied, not able to hide his amusement.
“You worked for Cerberus,” the woman countered and John rolled his eyes, turning around to face the groaning man.
“Look your friend here is going to bleed out,” John informed her.
“I’ll own that,” the woman said frostily and John’s amusement gave way to irritation.
“I’m what’s standing between you and a Cerberus shotgun! So open the damn do-”
“Take cover!” James called out just before gunfire rang out. John dropped down beside the scientist as another Cerberus squad opened fire. In short order they killed these troopers and John turned his attention back to the comm device.
“Convinced?” John snarled into it. “I’m on your side! Open the damn door, this position is exposed and I don’t want to get my head shot off!” There was a moment before the doors slid open. John helped the wounded man to his feet and into safety.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Lesuss, Mesana
There was a red vehicle on the skypad.
“That’s not the commandos’” Liara stated as the team approached. Garrus got close.
“Engine’s still warm,” he reported and Jane shook her head.
“Too many factors to guess who it is, it’s unlikely to be Reaper or indoctrinated, they wouldn’t waste an indoctrinated at this location,” Jane said and the team advanced. The door opened to reveal the power was out.
“Elevator disabled. To prevent entry or escape…I wonder…” Liara muttered as the team turned on their flashlights and took the emergency ladders down. The first room was a common area and was dark. Their lights bobbed in the empty darkness before a scream pierced the air.
“Banshee,” Jane commented.
“That’s not good,” Liara commented. They found bedrooms that were trashed.
“They put up a fight,” Kaidan said.
“No blood. So was this Reapers or the commandos?” Jane wondered as they moved to the only open door. The bloated bodies of Cannibals and a commando’s corpse.
“This was the commandos’ captain. It seems she gave her life fighting the Reapers,” Liara commented as Kaidan read a data pad that was next to the dead asari.
“If I remember correctly, proper commando procedure does not have leadership taking the rear in a retreat,” Jane said and Liara nodded. Her eyes widened and she quickly typed into her omni-tool. “Anything useful?”
“A floor plan marked with the NavPoint location of a bomb. It’s inside the Great Hall,” Kaidan said and Jane shook her head.
“Jane, continuing our theory of the Ardat-Yakshi being the target of the Reapers. I accessed the medical records of the commando team,” Liara explained and the team looked at her.
“The captain is negative for the gene,” she explained and Jane blinked as something horrible came to mind.
“Negative for the gene and willing to die…what if…” Jane took a breath. “What if the Reapers can activate the gene, so that any asari with the gene can have it activated?” Liara’s eyes went wide.
“That not possible…” she started.
“We’re fighting murderous AI…I think it’s in the realm of possibility,” Garrus commented.
“They take the Ardat-Yakshi first…this couldn’t be…how many Ardat-Yakshi were at this location?” Jane asked and Liara gave her a look. The two women were thinking the same thing.
“Three thousand,” Liara stated. “That’s an army.”
“You can’t be thinking that…” Kaidan stated as he recognized why the two women were looking spooked.
“An assault force for Thessia,” Garrus nodded.
“By leaving a powerful biotic behind to protect the others…how many on the commando team had the gene, Liara?” Jane asked and Liara looked at the team.
“Five,” she said.
“We can only hope the Ardat-Yakshi put up a fight,” Jane said. There was another scream as the team headed out.
~*TF*~
Jane looked over a balcony and smiled.
“Very good. I almost didn’t hear you,” Samara said as she dropped the Cannibal’s corpse. A friendly face was good. Then there was the sound of gunfire elsewhere. Commandos were still alive and fighting. Another good sign.
“Glad to see you alive, Samara,” Jane called. Garrus gave a wave.
“It has been some time, Jane…Garrus. You are a most welcome sight. The corruption here runs deep,” Samara said. Liara crossed her arms and looked at Samara in a disapproving manner.
“I assume you’re here on your own, Justicar. Perhaps for something special,” Liara stated. Samara didn’t flinch.
‘You are correct. Two of my daughters live here, and I have come for them,” Samara said. There was a look on her face that made Jane’s heart throb. Samara was here, but there was something being left unsaid. “Unfortunately, the Reapers had already infested this place by the time I arrived.”
“I would expect nothing less from a mother,” Jane commented, making it clear whose side she was on when it came to the two asari. “What are your daughters who live here like?”
“Falere and Rila have followed the monastery’s rules ever since they arrived. They’ve shown no inclination towards violence. Neither have ever fed in the manner of Morinth,” Samara said. That was all Jane needed to know, she smiled at Samara.
“And you’re here to save them,” Jane said. But instead of smiling, Samara looked down. That dark feeling in Jane’s heart flared.
“They are my responsibility, and it’s one that cannot be abandoned even as our galaxy crumbles,” Samara said. Jane did not like the wording of that.
“Let’s go together. Maybe your daughters can tell us how the Reapers hit this place,” Jane said and Samara tilted her head.
“You said how, not why,” Samara said and Jane looked at Liara. Liara nodded.
“We suspect the Reapers are using the Ardat-Yakshi gene to create the Reaper Banshee forces. We believe the Reapers are activating the dormant gene to make these units more powerful,” Jane said and Samara’s eyes widened.
“Then what they have to tell us will be very important. It has been centuries since I last saw them,” Samara commented, her face giving away nothing. “We’re out of time.” The sound of Reapers was on Samara’s level. “We will meet again. I will draw these creatures off.”
“Be careful, Samara!” Jane called.
~*TF*~
A scream cut through the air.
“Hit her with a warp. Liara first, then Kaidan!” Jane ordered. “Garrus, focus on the Cannibals!” She pulled her Scorpion. As Liara’s warp staggered the Banshee, Jane covered the creature’s head with Scorpion bombs. When Kaidan’s warp hit the Banshee’s head was gone. Garrus was cutting through the Cannibals just fine. There was a second scream. Two more Banshees and several Cannibals and the path was clear. There as more gunfire from inside.
“Survivors!” Liara cried and the team quickly entered. Several asari in civilian clothes were holding up barriers as commandos fired on Reapers. The team quickly helped. Three Banshee approached with a black eyed commando between them.
“Join us, Sisters,” the commando cried and Jane was about to fire when Samara dropped down and snapped the commando’s neck. Jane quickly covered one Banshee’s head with Scorpion ammo while the others focused on the other Banshee. The two dropped.
“Justicar, are we glad to see you,” one of the commandos cried.
“Mother! You came!” one of the civilian dressed asari cried.
“As soon as I was able,” Samara said. “Shepard, this is Falere, my youngest. She and her sister Rila are Ardat-Yakshi. They…”
“Mother, we don’t have time. Rila is with the commando techs setting up the bomb. We have to destroy the processing center!” Falere said and Jane looked at her.
“Processing center?” Jane asked and one of the commandos approached.
“The Reapers have found a way to activate the Adrat-Yakshi gene, as in the one we always assumed was just similar,” the commando said. Liara’s face went pale.
“You mean the gene that false flagged?” she asked and the group nodded.
“That’s Maraca, she’s got two daughters, she shouldn’t be an Adrat-Yakshi, but you didn’t see her fighting with those things,” another commando said. “Her biotics tripled.” Jane looked at the group.
“What’s this processing center?” Jane asked.
“When the Reapers first arrived they kidnapped several of us. They used indoctrination to trick others to leave, but we recently received an anti-indoctrination device from one of the Justicars. I supposed she worried we might be a target. This caused the Reapers to assault the monastery,” Falere explained. “Matriarch Gallae died fighting them to give us a chance to regroup.”
“Once we realized what was going on, we started to fight. Matriarch Gallae believed in us and we couldn’t let her death be meaningless,” another Ardat-Yakshi explained. “We fought them back and were able to send out a distress call.”
“The message was damaged but we came worried that the monastery had fallen due to conflict within. We didn’t expect to be jumped by Reaper forces as we arrived. We loss several of our team but managed to make it here thanks to the Reaper Tactics document,” a commando added. Jane was suddenly thankful she and John took the time to send that out.
“You still haven’t answered the processing center question,” Kaidan said.
“The Reapers weren’t expecting us to fight back, but we know what they want and we won’t be mindless killers,” another Ardat-Yakshi cried.
“As we have fought them, they try to take us alive. If they can, we are processed into Banshees,” another Ardat-Yakshi explained. “But we’ve been trying to kill the Banshees as soon as they appear on the field.”
“They’ve taken the area under the great hall and are processing us there. We are dwindling and while we have killed many of our sisters, they have hundreds in process. This was our last stand,” Falere explained. “Rila and I would lead the remaining Adrat-Yakshi in helping the commandos destroy the processing center. We are the distraction team, leading the Reaper forces away while the other team sets up the explosives.”
“We need to help that other team,” Jane said.
“We must hurry,” Samara said.
“Will you join us?” Jane asked the commandos and Ardat-Yakshi.
“This is our home, we will not let the Reapers have it,” one of the Ardat-Yakshi growled.
“We need to end this horror show,” a commando nodded.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Gellix, Arrae System, Minos Wasteland
“Families. They have families here,” John growled thinking. There wasn’t nearly enough room on the Normandy so that meant using the ships the scientists had brought with them. That meant getting the AA guns on the roof back in working order. He turned to the android body EDI was using. “EDI can you access the AA guns from here and get them working again?”
“One moment,” The AI replied. She became unnaturally still, data flashing over her visors display. It only took a minute before she moved again, focusing on John. “I was able to access the AA guns and reprogram them with an enhanced target program. However, the power systems to the guns themselves have been physically removed.”
“We can go up there and out them back into place but what’s to stop Cerberus from removing them again?” James noted.
“Killing them all would solve this problem,” Javik replied.
“Which would allow Cerberus forces time to storm this supply depot,” EDI surmised. “They are not trained in combat. The doctor we saved when we arrived has already passed. Several others were also killed from an earlier attack they were unprepared for as they had no security personnel.” EDI turned to John. “You may also be pleased to know Doctor Gavin Archer was here. He was killed in an earlier attack.”
“No great loss there,” John noted. “Okay so we need to get the guns working. Then we can talk to Dr. Brynn and arrange-”
John was cutoff as the skylights shattered. Scientist were screaming as Cerberus troopers dropped in.
“James, EDI get the guns online!” John barked, unholstering his rifle. “Javik with me!” John charged, opening fire on a trooper trying to kill Dr. Brynn. The upper area erupted in a back and forth gunfight. John tried to herd the scientist downstairs to the shuttle bay while keeping them safe. The Cerberus troops had no such thoughts and opened fire into crowds of them. Javik pushed a large biotic field forward knocking the troopers down.
“Get to the shuttle bay!” John roared, putting down the troopers as more Cerberus soldiers dropped in. As the scientists ran by him a mirage shimmered in front of him, revealing a Phantom about to stab him in the stomach.
“Fuck me,” John had time to mutter as he twisted to the side letting the blade pass by. The Phantom twirled and moved back, aiming to strike again but John was on her. His rifle was dropped to give him flexibility, yanking his progressive knife free. He held it along his forearm and the Phantom’s sword hit his blade with a loud screech as he blocked the blow. The Phantom staggered, not expecting her momentum to keep going. John clamped on her fist gripping the blade’s hilt with his free hand. He yanked her back, opening her wide. John’s knife holding hand jabbed out, and he twisted his wrist, jabbing his knife into her throat. The Phantom let out a gurgling cry and fell to the ground as he yanked his knife out. As John stepped back he felt something telling him to move! Trusting his instincts, he stepped to the right and grunted as his shields shattered with impact as another Phantom decloaked, her blade slamming into his side. His armor as cracked and her blade made a loud screech as it ran along his side. John dropped his left arm and elbow down. To his and the Phatom’s surprise her blade snapped in half. John had meant to pin it between them.
“That works too,” John snarled whirling around and decking the Phantom in her helmeted face. Her face shield shatter and she screamed, reaching for her bloodied face. Her scream was cut off as John slammed his knife into her gut. He jerked the blade across her belly before yanking it free. Leaving her to die on the floor he stepped away and snatched up his rifle as he stormed out of the room. There were only four troopers left, at the base of the stairs firing at the shuttle bay as Javik fired back. John grabbing the railing and jumped over, dropping down and landing on one trooper, the man’s back breaking with a sickening crack. He screamed in agony as John shot the others down, before John placed a mercy bullet in his head.
“Report,” John barked.
“The survivors are loading onto one of our ships,” Br. Brynn said bitterly. “We didn’t even have time to load any equipment.”
“Then we detonate this place to keep Cerberus from getting anything,” John noted. “Anything highly explosive here?”
“We could just rig a timer onto one of the remaining ships mass effect cores,” Javik noted and John nodded.
“Excellent idea,” John agreed. “We’ll rig the timer and as soon as EDI And James say the AA guns are back online you and your people evacuate Dr. Brynn.”
“What’s left of us,” she said mournfully.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Lesuss, Mesana
The team worked amazing. The Ardat-Yakshi were excellent at taking on Banshee and while the team fought to get to the great hall, the commandos and Garrus focused on Cannibals while Jane, Samara, Kaidan, Liara, and the Ardat-Yakshi focused on the Banshee.
“This is monstrous,” Samara said looking over a Banshee corpse.
“If the Reapers can activate the gene that was the problem, what percentage of the asari population would be at risk?” Jane asked and the asari all seemed rattled by that.
“There’s no real data for that…” Liara started.
“One percent of the population,” Samara said and Jane looked at Garrus and Kaidan. One percent of the asari population could be processed into Ardat-Yakshi.
“That’s not good,” Garrus commented.
“It’s not certain, but based on data sets, the gene was found at a rate similar to one percent,” Samara said.
“There has always been suspicion that a viral component could activate it,” an Ardat-Yakshi admitted.
“The Reapers may have found a way to do it, but how would they know?” a commando commented.
“It wasn’t the Reapers that figured it out,” Jane said as the answer dawned on her. “The Collectors were abducting the major races to study the genetics. The Collectors found the gene and probably had a viral component ready so that when the Reapers arrived, they only needed to experiment with it,” Jane said and Samara’s eyes widened at that. There was the sound of gunfire. The group advanced, the Ardat-Yakshi were on edge, but the commandos and the team kept formation. Samara threw the doors open. Banshees were advancing. Ardat-Yakshi were shielding but it was clear they were being forced back. The Banshees paused for a second as the door opened. The Ardat-Yakshi quickly moved to back up the others while the commandos began firing. It was a bloodbath. Jane noticed that Falere was next to another Ardat-Yakshi. Samara moved so she was between the Banshee and the two. That had to be Rila.
“How close are we?” Jane called as she noticed commandos at the main area with a massive bomb, but several techs were attaching bombs to structures along the walls.
“We need ten!” a tech cried and Jane nodded.
“We got this!” Garrus cried as he took out Cannibals. Jane noticed some asari coming in, but she saw their black eyes. She removed her sniper and began focusing on the non-processed asari. They were psychological warfare. The danger of indoctrination. Too late to save them, better not to rattle the commandos and Ardat-Yakshi. Minutes felt like hours. There was pause. One of the techs ran to the door and tossed something before slamming the door shut.
“Shield it!” she cried and in combination multiple asari as well as Jane and Kaidan threw up shields. There was an explosion and the building rattled. “That’ll buy us some time!”
“We need to get out!” one of the commandos cried.
“To the garden,” Rila said and began to lead the group. One of the commandos at the large bomb was typing.
“Setting the timer. The processing center will be destroyed!” she cried and the team began to evacuate. It took four trips in the elevator to get everyone out. The team left with the last group, including Samara and her daughters.
~*TF*~
The large group was outside when the bombs went off. The center of the massive structure collapsed, leaving two small sections to either side.
“Do you think that killed them all?” a commando asked.
“There are probably patrols,” Jane said.
“What do we do now?” one of the Ardat-Yakshi asked and the group turned to Samara.
“The code requires that the Ardat-Yakshi live in a monastery,” she said and Jane approached.
“Mother,” Rila said as she approached and Samara looked at her two daughters.
“A justicar must ensure Ardat-Yakshi live in their monastery, there is no monastery,” Samara said taking out her pistol. Jane knew what was coming.
“Samara what are you doing?” Garrus cried and Samara looked at him.
“I will not kill my daughters,” she said as she started to aim her gun at her head. She looked to her daughters as the two women looked horrified. “You both are so strong. I am so proud…” Jane caught Samara’s wrist and twisted it up behind her back with both hands. Samara could hurt Jane still, but Jane was taking a bet. “Shepard. Release me.”
“The Code is adaptable. You told me yourself. The monastery didn’t always exist, Samara. Right now an unjust enemy wants to harvest the Ardat-Yakshi, Ardat-Yakshi who have submitted to the monastic life. The Code is not unjust. It is strict and it harsh, but it is not going to allow for the murder of people who are victims,” Jane said.
“Prior to the monastery all Ardat-Yakshi were slain,” Samara said.
“How many submit before the monastery?” Jane asked and Samara’s body relaxed as she thought.
“None,” Samara answered.
“These Ardat-Yakshi are the only survivors left,” Jane said. “Falere and Rila are completely innocent and have never harmed another person. These other Ardat-Yakshi all submit to the monastic life. They are now the victims of harvesting. How is it just to murder women who just want to live peacefully?”
“Shepard they are dangerous,” one of the commandos said and Jane gave the commando a look.
“Would you be a Banshee right now if these women didn’t help you?” Jane asked and the commando looked like she wanted to say something but wasn’t sure. “You don’t know. You might be one of the one percent. These Ardat-Yakshi shielded against Banshee biotic attacks with amazing efficiency. Imagine if a corps of Ardat-Yakshi and Justicars worked together to fight for Thessia?” The commandos looked shocked as did the Ardat-Yakshi.
“Fight?” one of them asked.
“I saw your shielding, you were superb,” Liara said and Jane wanted to smile. The Ardat-Yakshi looked at themselves.
“The Reapers already know who you all are. They know what they can do with you. Samara, can you contact other Justicars and ask them about this?” Jane asked and Samara looked at her shoulder. Jane let go and Samara looked at the Ardat-Yakshi, her eyes lingering on Rila and Falere.
“These women are not our enemies. They need us to protect them. You are right, Shepard. The Reapers are the enemy. The Code would require us to fight, we would be hesitant to leave Ardat-Yakshi on their own…but if they were to agree to ally with us…yes, I believe we could do that until the monastery can be restored,” Samara said. “I will summon specific members of my Order first. Those I know who are more merciful.”
“We can offer you shelter with us,” the commandos said.
“We can?” a member huffed.
“They are our sisters and if the Reapers really do have a viral agent that can activate that cursed gene…we could end up with hundreds of millions of Ardat-Yakshi in the future. I rather work with these Ardat-Yakshi who actually saved us,” the first commando said. The group nodded.
“Will you be okay?” Jane asked and Samara smiled that slight smile of hers.
“Thank you again, Shepard. Allow me to do a formal introduction,” she said as she placed a hand on the small of Jane’s back and approached Falere and Rila. “Jane Shepard, these are my daughters, Rila and Falere. Rila, Falere, this is my friend, Jane Shepard.” Jane looked at the two and smiled, holding out her hand.
“It’s nice to meet you. I worked with your mother for a while. She spoke of you with deep love. It has been an honor to meet you,” Jane said and the two looked touched to be offered a handshake.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Mid-Transit
As John stood in his shower, whipping away the sweat grime and blood gathered from the day he mulled over the mission. That had been one of the roughest calls John had ever had to make to Hackett. The man hadn’t been pleased to lose the supply depot and the Cerberus scientists. Only a few had survived and they had agreed to help with the project for safety of their families but only about twenty or so had survived with over a hundred dead. Truthfully, they hadn’t really stood a chance without someone of military tactics helping them from the beginning and John had only been brought in too late to really help them.
“John the Okinawa has signaled they will be meeting up with us tomorrow on the way back to the Citadel,” EDI called out over the comms in his room and John sighed before shutting off the shower.
“Thanks EDI. Forward a copy of my after-action report to Jane would you?” John asked.
“Of course, John,” EDI replied and John sighed again as he reached for his towel. He only hoped Jane’s mission had gone better than his.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 3rd, 2187 CE
Location: Okinawa, Mid-Transit
Kaidan and Garrus were in the hold of the Okinawa taking care of their gear while Jane and Liara reached out to Thessia High Command. Kaidan looked at Garrus for a moment.
“Hey Garrus, I have a question for you,” Kaidan said. The turian glanced at the biotic.
“I’m not giving up yet,” Garrus teased and Kaidan shook his head.
“Not about that. Off the top of your head, what do you picture when you think about the future, say fifteen years?” he asked and Garrus blinked at the sudden question.
“Fifteen years from now…I guess I can see myself teaching my kids how to use a sniper rifle,” Garrus said casually. “Weird question. Why do you ask?”
“I think about my job,” Kaidan answered and Garrus chuckled.
“I guess that’s the benefit of being a vigilante and now advisor, I don’t care much about the job,” Garrus chuckled as he put up his stuff.
~*TF*~
Earth Date: January 4th, 2187 CE
Location: Normandy SR2, Mid-Transit
“John, I’m sorry.”
John looked up, puzzled. Jane had barely entered the room before she’d said that.
“Sorry for what?” John questioned. Jane sighed.
“Your mission, you dope,” Jane replied and John rolled his eyes.
“It wasn’t my fault Jane,” John noted turning back to the tactical display in the large room. “If we had found them sooner we might have been able to help but we didn’t. They were all alone and Cerberus made them pay for it. I saved who I could.”
“Still if I had come with you…” Jane trailed off as John shot her a look.
“It would have happened the same way and the Reapers would have bolstered their forces with even more Banshees,” John retorted, focusing on the screen with a frown.
“What is it?” Jane asked as she came over.
“A squad of Geth have shut down,” John noted. “They were supposed to help reinforce our communication lines from hacking and when their shuttle arrived on autopilot they were found inert inside.”
“When did this happen?” Jane asked.
“Just a few minutes ago,” John replied, focusing on the report in front of him. “They just arrived at the Citadel about an hour ago. EDI is trying to get ahold of Tali.”
“Speaking of John, I have received a Priority One message from Admiral Tali’Zorah.” EDI piped in.
“Admiral?” Jane questioned and John ignored her.
“Play it EDI,” John ordered. The room was quiet before the room range with Tali’s panicked voice.
“John! John we need help, please! The Geth have all shutdown and Rannoch is being assaulted by Reapers! We need help!”
~*TF*~
OMAKE 1
“I do not see why I must join the male Shepard for this mission,” Javik said as James was packing his gear from the Okinawa while Jane watched.
“You need to experience how a human soldier fights,” Jane commented.
“Hey, he’s seen me fight!” James cried.
“I am not impressed,” Javik commented.
“Hey!” James cried.
“My brother has been augmented, so there is a difference, and since I am taking Liara with me on this mission and Kaidan wants to come with me, I want my brother to have biotic back up,” Jane commented.
“I do not like being replaced by your paramours,” Javik huffed. “I also do not know why you keep the turian around. I have heard the humans and turians are not friendly.”
“Historically speaking, maybe, but recently we get along well,” James commented with a smirk. Jane gave him a look.
“We’ve gotten over those differences, besides, our species are very similar in certain ways,” Jane explained.
“Maybe if Javik watched The Taking of Shanxi he would understand,” James said with a grin. Jane looked at James and immediately realized he was talking about the porn of that name. It was the most notorious human turian porn movie of all time. It was the first major pornography staring human and turian pairs and it used actual events of the First Contact War in ways that both humans and turians had been offended. It also was on the list of pornography Mordin had given both Jane and Garrus. The devil and angel on Jane’s shoulders both agreed this was a great idea.
“You are 100% right about that, James, Javik should want The Taking of Shanxi,” Jane said. Javik looked at the two humans. Something was not right. He suspected a trap. Garrus entered the room then.
“I do not know if I trust you,” Javik said and Jane looked at Garrus. They needed him.
“Ask Garrus,” Jane suggested and Javik looked at her, then Garrus, then back at James who was nodding.
“Turian, I need to know if what these two are saying is true. Would I gain a better understanding of human-turian relationships if I watched a vid called The Taking of Shanxi?” Javik asked. Garrus blinked at that. He looked at Javik, in his peripheral he could see both Jane and James nodding extatically. His mandible flickered. Time slowed.
“Yes. That’s a pretty spot on recommendation,” Garrus said in his most serious voice. Javik hummed before leaving. As the elevator went up the three started laughing hysterically.
OMAKE 2
“Yes, that should work,” Samara said.
“Really?” Jane asked and Falere and Samara looked at her. “No seriously, Falere stays here in this busted ass building where the Reapers know her location, that’s the best option?”
“You have to understand the Code,” Samara stated.
“You could literally just bring Falere with you since she’s the last Ardat-Yakshi here and it would be better,” Jane said.
“The code dictates that Ardat-Yakshi stay at the monastery,” Samara explained.
“What monastery?! This is a ruin now!” Jane cried, indicating the smoke rising behind them. “This is a frozen planet that was chosen specifically because if an Ardat-Yakshi tried to run away, she would die here!” The two asari stared at Jane.
“This is for the best,” Falere explained.
“For the most advanced race in this cycle, asari can be pretty fucking stupid,” Jane groaned. “Fine. Leave Falere here. Good luck seppuku-ing if the Reapers come back. This fucking choice is as stupid as the people who romance Morinth in ME2.”
Belle Note: This is me being salty as hell because the literal first time I played ME3 I was furious that Falere was left to live in the ruined monastery alone when she could have just travelled with Samara. But great writing Bioware. Ugh!
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Belle’s Note: I’m not going to lie. Bioware dropped the ball with the Ardat-Yakshi between ME2 and ME3. Toby and I argued over it and I had to pull up codex in my desire for this chapter to go how I’ve written. ME2 made Ardat-Yakshi sound a lot more rare, but after ME3 (and Andromeda) it is revealed that there are ‘levels.’ Apparently Morinth, Rila, and Falere are “pure” Ardat-Yakshi while most of the others are lesser, having some sort of rating? You need to read the various books to get the truth. Basically 1% of Asari have the potential to develop into Ardat-Yakshi and there is even a viral component. In real world workings, that’s not rare, that is scary. Yeah…I’m thinking Bioware spread this idea too far because they wanted to use Ardat-Yakshi for the Banshee so basically retconned from a more interesting storyline into a more enemy producing story. Literally, when you visit the monastery with Kaidan he comments about how there has to be thousands of people living there. Uh what? Either way, I actually pity the Ardat-Yakshi like Rila and Falere because they know what they are and don’t want to kill. From my first playthrough of ME3 the idea of leaving Falere on that planet was such a dick move. I was like, why can’t she just travel with Samara. A Justicar bodyguard to keep the Reapers from GETTING an Ardat-Yakshi and the Ardat-Yakshi not able to do anything bad. Not leaving her on a fucking ice planet in a half destroyed building. Like, that’s not right. Justicars are supposed to be about justice. Falere, who never killed anyone, and was more than willing to live peacefully at the monastery, SHOULD be allowed to stay safe. Like, “Do you want to stay on this barely habitable planet in a broken ass ruin where Reapers know the location of or die. Cool, you can live here, I’m sure the Reapers won’t come back but kill yourself if they do.” That was so randomly unfair. Then, as an additional F U, at the end of the game we get a still of Falere and Samara on an Asari planet that is NOT the monastery. Toby argued this with me and I pointed out that the still has an Asari city skyline behind them. Like, why? And yes, I am salty about it because the various things you find out about the life of those who live in the monastery is sad. Honestly, I rather a Justicar just kill me rather than wake up at 5:30 every morning and go to bed every night at 10.
Toby’s Note: So the Cerberus mission without Jacob really sucks. I found a video of it and did my own play through with him dead. All it does is reskin a different doctor where he would be. He even has the same moves, motions, even that damn smirk as you evacuate. I hated that. It should have been completely different. So I changed it. The beginning is the same but the middle and end are different. I hope you guys liked it.
As Belle mentioned at the start of the chapter my life has gotten very difficult lately. My father was diagnosed with Stage 4 Lung Cancer that has spread to his brain and liver. To say I haven’t been in a good state of mind is an understatement. Chapters may be few and far between for a while. I know we usually post every three or four months but chapters may be farther apart. Please be patient with us for a while. Just so you know and a bit of a peek behind the curtain we each have copies of our overall notes of what we want to do to finish. If one of us drops out of sight the other can finish it alone. We’ll let you know if that happens but please be patient. Chapters are going to be even more erratic. I had a very hard time focusing to write.
Also to preach a bit my father is a smoker. Two packs a day for decades since he was a teen. I’ve wanted him to quit for years. If you smoke or vape, please try to stop. It’s not worth it. My father is one of the good ones so I was lucky to have him as my Dad. Now he’s in pain, and his chemo has been explained as not treating it but extending his life. He has a twenty percent chance of making it five years.
Okay preaching over.

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